#please say yes I'm a hungry girl
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no nut november - han jisung (5th to lose)
-> pairing : han x fem!reader
-> words count : 5k
-> genre : smut, ennemies-to-lovers
-> warnings : switch!han swearing, teasing, dirty talk, praising, protected sex, oral (f. and m. receiving), face sitting, deep throathing, masturbation (m. and f.), use of 'good girl' and 'baby boy', marking, hair pulling, begging, a little bit of angst because han and y/n are dumb + the way i'm depicting jisung does not represent him, it's only a work of fiction
-> 18+ content bellow, minors dni
-> reblogs and feedbacks are appreciated ! sorry for any mistakes, english is not my first language.
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“- Are you serious !?”
Your smirk widened as you heard his annoyed voice ringing in the room. He must have found out that you finished Felix’s cookie. But Felix was your best friend, you didn’t like Han and you were hungry. Logical conclusion : you ate them regardless. The door of your room swung open as Jisung bursted into it, visibly furious. You turned around in your chair, your eyes falling in his angry ones immediately.
“- Serious about what ?
- Please ! I know you’re dumb but not that much.”
And your smile told it all : you knew very well what he was talking about, but pretending you didn’t and irritating him even more was always entertaining.
“- Oh ! The cookies, is that it ?
- Yes, that’s it !
- Well, how could’ve I known that you wanted one ?
- You could’ve been nice, for once in your life ?
- Towards you ? Never !
- I hate you.”
Jisung didn’t give you the time to answer but you didn’t mind, you just watched him storming out of your room, bragging about how much of a bitch you were.
“- I hate you too, don’t worry !”
You heard a door slamming somewhere in the apartment, and you laughed quietly at the noise, happy to have angered him to the point he left once again. It was either him or you who ran away from your arguments, but it was always about silly things like these cookies. You preferred to avoid serious subjects. It was safer, because you knew yourself, and you thus knew you were capable of saying the wrong thing very easily. The only thing you allowed yourself to do in his presence was fighting and teasing him, because you knew that he was attracted to you as much as you were to him.
In the first place, you weren’t seeing him as anything but a talented guy. You became trainees almost at the same time, and he was so much better than you at everything. He was good at dancing, singing, rapping, and composing music. Everything he did was immediately incredible, just because it was him. You weren’t bad, not at all, but having this as your goal to reach and surpass was overwhelming and putting pressure on you. On top of that, Jisung had a good personality. He was kind, funny and a good friend. He even tried to help you a few times, but all you had in mind was that he was your rival, your enemy. So, you pushed him away, not seeing the disappointment in his eyes everytime you did.
And little by little, your frustration of not being able to do at least as good as him started to become hate, until the point there was no going back, until the point the only thing holding you back from saying it all to him was your career. Jisung must have sensed your hostility, because he started to look at you from afar, he stopped trying to talk to you and you felt relieved somehow - you couldn’t have carried on with this behavior if he kept being so gentle with you.
The thing was that you couldn’t help being attracted to him, even after all your arguments, after all that jealousy. With time, it all faded to end up in a bittersweet habit that you didn’t want to break, afraid that it would shatter the only relationship that you had with him. You weren’t jealous anymore, but you didn’t know how to act around him, other than arguing for the most stupid things.
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“- Felix !”
You jumped in your friend’s arms, happy to see him after this exhausting night. You liked to see other people, but award shows were always nerve wracking for you. Your favorite part of it was just starting : the after party. Felix guided you to a table where he poured you a drink that you definitely needed and deserved after all the hard work you put in to win this award. As you were talking with him, you let your eyes wander around the room until they landed on Jisung.
He must have felt your gaze on him because he turned to you, his eyes fixed on yours. Your smile widened when he looked down, checking out your outfit. When he glanced at you again, you felt like a fire had started to burn into your stomach. He always had that effect on you, raising up something you didn’t want to think about. What you wanted to think about right now was your plan.
Your plan was to make him surrender. Felix had told you about their stupid bet once, when he was a little drunk with you, and you decided to take advantage of it, you decided to make Han lose. If there was only one thing about him that you knew, it’s that he was as attracted to you as you were to him. You tried almost everything you could to bring him to the edge. But you didn’t get any reactions out of him, which was really starting to irritate you.
So, tonight was the night. If you got nothing from him this time too, you would give up. And maybe it would help you to move on from him, finally. Deep inside, you really hoped he would react, because you didn’t want to stop seeing him, teasing him, fighting with him. It was the good part of each one of your days, you didn’t want it to stop.
And you didn’t stop, spending the whole night touching him even when it wasn’t necessary, staying close to him even if you didn’t address a word to him, teasing him even if he seemed more and more tense as time passed by. But it wasn’t like you were exactly calm yourself, on the contrary. You drank, and drank, and drank to relax, until the point you were a bit tipsy. You were less anxious, but the control you had over your words worsened too quickly. You would have to stop with alcohol if you wanted to keep a little dignity.
And as you laughed one more time at one of Jeongin’s joke, you landed your hand on Jisung’s arm, feeling a shiver running on his bare skin. He got rid of his stage outfit, instead wearing black tight jeans and a white shirt tucked inside, making his waist look so slutty you practically drooled at the sight. Suddenly, your wrist was trapped inside the iron grip of his fingers, leaving you no other choice than to follow him when he excused himself, pulling you with him to the hallway, slamming the door shut behind the two of you.
“- What do you think you’re doing ?”
He was breathing heavily, as if he was holding back from saying or doing something - and you hoped it was from fucking you right there. You smiled innocently under his lustful gaze, trying not to seem too excited by the whole situation.
“- I didn’t do anything Jisung… What do you think I’m doing ?”
Han took a step towards you, checking you out without an ounce of shame. Why should he after all ? You did that too many times to count, couldn’t really hold it against him now.
“- I think you’re trying to make me lose. It’s all about that bet, isn’t it ? Wanted to see me fall apart since the first day.
- And ? Did it work ?”
You watched closely when he licked his lips, wondering what he could do to your body with that exact same tongue. He took another step towards you, and another, until his face was only inches away from yours.
“- You want to see how much ?
- Yes.”
Your voice came out shaky, but Jisung didn’t seem to mind since he took your face into his hands, lowering his lips to the point they were almost touching yours. He took a second or two, taking in your whole face as if he wanted to remember it forever. But quickly, everything that wasn’t his lips on yours left your mind : the moment he kissed you, the world got blurred.
Han’s hands found their way to your hips, gripping on them to keep you as close to him as possible. You ran your fingers through his hair, opening your mouth gladly when you felt his tongue licking your lips, moaning when he deepened the kisses. You felt your back hit the wall behind you, and Jisung’s body pressing into yours. You smiled lightly when his erection pressed up against your thigh. All you did was for that exact moment, for the moment he’ll finally give up.
Without a word, you pushed him away from you just enough for you to get on your knees, your hands searching for his belt immediately. But Jisung stopped you just as quickly, putting his hands on yours. Your eyes fell into his, absolutely loving what you saw. It was what you wanted all along, seeing how much he wanted you. He was out of breath, his cheeks were bright red, his hair were messy thanks to your hands and his gaze was shining with envy. He was just so hot, without even trying.
“- We shouldn’t do that…
- What ? You’re gonna tell me you don’t want me to suck your dick ?”
You distinctly saw him shallow, his eyes wandered all around the corridor before they came back to you.
“- I just don’t want you to be seen loving it so much.”
His fucking smirk was back, and you never thought you’ll like it this much one day. But you did. And as his hands left yours, you came back to your previous activity, unbuckling his belt and sliding his clothes just enough to free his cock. You stuck your tongue out, licking just his tip playfully, and then all along his dick.
“- Hurry up, we can’t get caught.”
You chuckled lightly ; of course he didn’t want to admit that he was just craving your touch. But he wasn’t totally wrong. You were in a hallway, and even if it was late and that the probability of someone walking on you was very low, maybe it could happen. And to be honest, you were excited by this idea, by someone seeing how desperate Jisung was for you, that he needed you to the point he couldn’t hold back until you were alone - ignoring the fact that you offered that.
Maybe he was desperate, but you were eager to please him too, to finally feel him and taste him. You took his cock in your mouth little by little, relaxing your throat with slow moves of your head. When your nose touched his pubis, you could tell Jisung was really lost in his pleasure. His eyes were closed, his head thrown back, and his mouth was hanging open, letting out whimpers and pleas.
“- I swear if you don’t start to move I’m going to lose my mind…”
Jisung could have easily taken your hair and made you move himself, but he was so putty in your hands his body wasn’t responding anymore. You grabbed his thighs for support - and not because you wanted to touch them, not at all - then, you finally started to bob your head. You heard Han whine loudly, biting his lower lip immediately to prevent any other sound to escape his mouth.
“- S-Shit ! You’re too good at that…”
Maybe you would have responded, if your mouth wasn’t full. One of his hand flew to your hair, gripping on them tightly when you hollowed your cheeks and twirled your tongue around his cock. He was hitting the back of your throat with each move you’d make, and you could sense that he was holding back from fucking your mouth, you could feel his dick twitching. But you didn’t want him to restrain himself. No. You wanted him to completely let go, completely give in to you. So you sucked him harder.
“- F-Fuck ! Don’t stop… Please.”
You let his cock fall out of your mouth, licking on it a few times before glancing back at him. He looked fucked out already, and you liked it too much for your own good.
“- No need to beg for it baby… Serve yourself.”
His dick was back in your mouth before he could say a single word, a moan escaping his lips instead. Jisung let out another obscenity before he started to thrust into your mouth slowly, not wanting to hurt you at first, but he quickly lost control at how tight your throat felt around him. Your eyes filled up with tears as he started fucking your mouth faster, roughly, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care when he was seemingly on the edge of his climax.
Han knew he had to stop. He should have stopped before cumming, he would’ve still participated in the bet. However, he couldn't. He couldn’t stop himself, he couldn’t stop you. He was dreaming about this for too long to stop now. All he wanted was to shoot his load down your throat and then bury his face in your pussy for hours.
“- Oh God ! I-I can’t… I- Fuck, baby !”
You felt his cock twitch in your mouth once again, and then his hot cum landed directly in your throat, leaving you no other choice but to swallow it, moaning too when you finally tasted him. Some of his seed spilled out of your mouth, dripping on your chin and then on the floor, but your mind was focused on how sweet Jisung’s voice was sounding, whimpering your name as you licked him clean. He seemed to definitely lose it when you gathered the cum resting on your chin on your thumb, sucking on it right after.
When you got back on your feets, your knees were aching, and your jaw too. But it was worth it, especially when you saw Han trying to recompose himself by arranging his hair, trying to look unbothered but you could see his hands shaking. Were you in a better state ? Not really since your panties were soaked in your arousal, sticking to your cunt. And you knew by the way he had gripped your hair that they were probably too messy to only look like you two had another argument.
“- Y/N ?”
You were about to head back inside after arranging your hairstyle a bit, trying to not let him see how shaken you were by what had just happened. You put on a mask of confidence before turning to look at him, finding Han buried in a state of nervousness you’ve never seen him into before. He had always been that cocky guy around you, full of himself as if he knew the effect he had on you, not that anxious boy scratching the back of his neck and barely looking at you.
“- What ?
- Do… Do you want to come with me to the hotel ? I didn’t even had the chance to show you how well I can use that tongue…”
If he had let you see a vulnerable side of him, it disappeared quickly, only to let you contemplate that smug smile of his. You sighed, holding back your own smile to spread across your face. Wasn’t that what you waited for ?
“- You’ll have to make it worth it baby.”
He tried no to show how much this nickname was affecting him, or how turned on your smirk was getting him already. You had certainly noticed at this point, but he had always been admirative of your ability to act like nothing happened even when you should have been crying. Like this time when you performed for your monthly evaluations with a broken ankle, smiling at the jury as if you weren’t dying on the inside. Or like right now, as you were jocking around with Felix and San, as if he wasn’t fucking your throat minutes ago. Jisung would never say it out loud, but he had dreamt about this since the first time his eyes crossed yours in the rehearsal room, years ago.
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You stumbled across his room, not even remembering how you made it to the door, the only thing crossing your mind being his hands trying to unzip your dress, and yours unbuckling his belt for the second time tonight. You pushed on his shoulders, forcing him to sit on the edge of the bed and getting rid of your dress yourself under his hungry gaze. Jisung’s eyes were wide open, watching closely as the piece of clothing fell to the floor, pooling at your feets.
He tried to say something, but his throat was dry, and he could only look as you straddled him. His body seemed to understand what was happening only when you leaned in to kiss him again, your tongue entering his mouth easily. His hands wandered on your skin, moaning when he felt your warmth under his touch and your fingers running through his hair.
“- You’re so gorgeous… I need more baby, please…”
You took a handful of his hair and pulled his head back, earning some incoherent whines from him.
“- You need what ? You need to be more specific, baby boy.”
It only made him moan some more as you started grinding against his bulge. The fact that he was still fully dressed while you were only wearing your underwear turned him on. You should’ve been the one feeling small and vulnerable, but here you were, teasing him, having control, and Han loved it.
“- I need you to touch me… Please, please…”
Your smile softened when you heard him beg. It was what you had always dreamt of - of having Han Jisung on his knees for you.
“- But didn’t you promise to show me how well you could use your tongue ?
- Yes ! Yes, I’ll eat you out, I just want to be good for you…”
There was something so wrong about seeing this proper and talented guy so desperate for you, and only you. But it was also so exciting, you didn’t think about it twice before throwing away your panties and pushing him to lay down on the mattress. And when Jisung saw you crawling until you straddled his face this time, he felt like his heart would come out of his chest from how fast it was beating.
“- You’ll better not make me regret coming here baby.”
Maybe he would have responded, if his mouth wasn’t full of your pussy. You lowered yourself on his tongue, moaning when he started to lick your clit. You kept yourself up on your knees, not wanting to suffocate him, but his hands gripped your thighs, pushing you entirely on his face, not giving a fuck about if he could still breath or not. He just wanted to dive in your cunt forever, to taste you for hours, to stay between your thighs for as long as you’ll allow him to.
“- That’s it Hannie, feels so good…”
You grabbed his hair again, pressing his face harder against your wetness, getting him to moan so loudly you thought he was coming. Jisung licked your slit, tasting your sweet juice again and again, knowing he’d never get tired of it. His tongue flicked against your bundle of nerves harshly, feeling your thighs tense under his fingers. Your moans were making him dizzy, and he was so hard he thought he could come undone just from your savor and your praises.
“- So great with that tongue, you didn’t lie… Now make me cum, I can’t wait to feel you in me…”
Han didn’t need you to tell him twice before he pushed his tongue past your walls, his nose rubbing against your clit. You threw your head back as waves of pleasure washed over you, grinding on his face shamelessly and crying out his name over and over, until it felt too much. Your legs were trembling as you slowly got off from him, allowing him to finally sit up.
He was as breathless as you, his lips and chin were covered in your arousal, his eyes were glistening, and you didn’t know if it was from tears or just excitement. You stared at each other for a few seconds, without saying a word, before his hoarse voice came out.
“- Let me fuck you… Please…”
You bit your lips, your eyes focusing solely on his lips for a moment, before you leaned in to kiss him again. This was enough of an answer for Jisung, and this time, everything coming near to demanding was only a memory as he grabbed your breast over your bra roughly. You moaned in the kiss, and he took advantage of it to rub his tongue against yours messily, saliva dripping down your chin.
He didn’t stop kissing you when he took off your underwear, nor when he pinned you against the bed, only letting your mouth go to get rid of his own clothes. He threw them away quickly, not caring where they landed as your hands ran his chest up and down, biting your bottom lip as he also got rid of his pants and underwear. You couldn’t lie to yourself when it came to him : he was looking like a greek god, naked under the moonlight.
“- Fuck me Jisung. I want you to ruin me.”
His eyes darkened, if that was even possible, but you didn’t get the chance to admire that as he dived in again to kiss you passionately, moaning in each other's mouth, teeth clashing and tongues dancing together. You felt his hands caressing your knee before spreading them open with a strength you didn’t think he’d have. Another whine escaped your lips at the images running in your mind from this newfound information.
“- Please, tell me you have a condom or I might go crazy.”
You smiled, and pushed him away just enough to grab your bag abandoned on the floor next to the bed, searching in a little side pocket to hand him a condom, trying not to get distracted by his hands grabbing your ass cheeks.
“- I’m surprised you don’t have one.
- Sorry, didn't expect a little brat to suck my dick tonight.”
You chuckled at his mumbled words, pulling on his hair to bring back his lips on yours. Jisung tried to focus on it all at once : getting the condom on, kissing you, and not fainting. He seemed all confident and composed, but his hands were shaking from anticipation and nervousness as they landed on your thighs again. He knew you were the type to get a new guy every week just for fun, you had so much more experience than him, what if he ended up embarrassing himself ?
“- If you don’t fuck me right now, I might go crazy.”
Your whiny voice - as much as you tried to sound composed - made him come back to reality. And the moment he pushed his cock past your folds, the moment he felt your wetness engulfing him, the moment he heard your desperate moans for more of his dick, his brain deactivated definitely. Han hissed when he finally filled you up fully, nuzzling his head in the crook of your neck as he started moving, holding your legs up, allowing him to thrust deeper each time.
“- Fuck… You feel so good, so wet and tight just for me… It is just for me right ?”
He didn’t know where this possessiveness was coming from, nor did you, but judging by the way you clenched around him as he whispered the words against your sensitive skin, it wasn’t really bothering you. But you didn’t answer, focused on the way his cock was hitting all the right places already, making it hard for you to contain your noises. Until a hard thrust of his hips made you cry out his name.
“- F-Fuck Jisung ! Keep going…
- Answer baby, is this all for me ?”
Another thrust that made you see stars behind your closed eyes - a vain attempt to hold yourself back from moaning at each one of his moves. He kissed the skin of your neck slowly at first, quickly turning into sucking, biting and marking you. You had a stage tomorrow, and it was obvious that it would leave purple marks on your skin. But at this exact moment you couldn’t care less about it.
“- Yes, yes, just for you !”
Han groaned loudly before he stood up on his knee, wrapping your legs around his waist and his hands gripping on your body as he started to pound into you, making your back arch and your mouth hang open, an incoherent mix between pleas, his name and animalistic sounds coming out. Trying to keep some sanity, you grabbed the sheets beneath you, looking up at Jisung between your legs : sweats was glistening on his skin, moans falling from his lips with every little clench of your cunt around him
“- That’s my good girl… Shit ! Letting me use her sweet pussy like that, screaming only my name. Only mine.
- Yeah ! Y-Yes… Only yours Ji !”
Your grip on the sheets wasn’t enough. You needed more. You needed him.
“- More.”
It took no more than a word from you to get him. The weight of his body soon crushed you into the mattress, the skin-to-skin contact making you whimper. You immediately ran one of your hands through his hair, the other one resting on his back, needing to feel more of him. He came back to your neck, attacking the other side this time as the speed of his thrusts increased. Your nails dug into the skin of his back when he hit your g-spot again, making you clench so hard around him he thought you were cumming.
“- God, I’m not gonna last long if you keep doing that princess…
- Don’t care, I want your cum all over me.”
A loud moan escaped his mouth before you felt him pull out of your dripping cunt, jerking himself off right away. The loss of his dick was soon replaced by two of your own fingers pushing into your pussy, circling your clit as you watched him fall apart in front of your eyes.
“- Oh fuck ! Shit, shit, shit… I-”
Another loud moan interrupted him as his hot cum landed on your stomach and breast, some even ending up on your chin. His blissed out face and little whines as he slowly stopped moving his hand just did it for you, cumming hard around your own fingers, missing the look of wonder Han threw at you when you came, rubbing your thighs gently to help you come back to reality.
You didn’t know how much time passed by like this, next thing you knew was that you were in Jisung’s arms, legs tangled, and your face buried in his chest. Your eyes opened with difficulty, blinded by the light of the bright sun coming from the window - you didn’t really care about closing the curtains last night. With almost as much struggle, you managed to get out of his embrace, heading to the bathroom with your clothes from yesterday that you picked up on the floor.
As soon as you saw your reflection in the mirror, you gasped. If last night, you enjoyed his mouth on your neck, you were regretting it now that you saw how many hickeys he left on your skin, and how dark they were. You couldn’t ask the stylist to give you something else since the outfits of your group had already been selected. You sighed while thinking about what you’ll need to do to convince the staff so they would cover this up with makeup.
“- Couldn’t keep his mouth shut, as always.
- I won’t apologize for this, everyone should know you’re mine”
You turned around quickly, finding Jisung landing against the door frame of the bathroom, his fucking smirk back on his lips as you tried to process what he had just said. Your heart fluttered, but you couldn’t do that. It was too complicated. So you just decided to brush it off, and focused on taking off your makeup that was smeared around your eyes instead - keeping your hands busy to keep your mind busy too.
“- Stop with that. I’m not yours.”
You saw his smile drop in the mirror, and it suddenly felt like a heavy burden was weighing on your shoulders, like it was getting harder to breathe.
“- I- Fuck… I can’t keep this up anymore Y/N.
- What are you talking about ?”
Maybe playing dumb would allow you to ditch this conversation. You were not ready. Not ready to admit what you were feeling, and not ready to accept that he was maybe feeling the same way.
“- I’m talking about us, about… About this whole fucked up relationship, because I know for a fact that you don’t hate me, and I can’t bring myself to hate you either. I’m tired of lying and always pretending that I don’t want to be near you when this is all I dream about. I don’t know what you want, but I’m pretty sure that I want you all for myself.”
From the way he was talking, from the anger and sadness that was pouring out of his words, you knew that it came from his heart, that he had been holding back for a long time. And maybe you did too. Because you slowly turned to look at him again, head down and playing with his fingers restlessly.
“- I… It’s way too complicated Jisung, and you know it.”
Suddenly, his eyes were fixed in yours again, and you were only inches away from each other’s body. It seemed as if his gaze was burning with fire, as if he was struggling to keep himself together.
“- I don’t give a fuck about that ! I don’t give a fuck about the stupid shit you find complicated ! Because you know that it is not impossible, you know it. I just want you. That’s as simple as that.”
You breathed heavily as he calmed down quickly, coming back to his previous state of anxiety. You didn’t dare to say a word, afraid to hurt him once again when all you really wanted was to hold him.
“- Please, just say something.”
You felt your eyes well up with tears as you hugged him tight, his arms immediately wrapping around you, as if it was where you should be. Your plan was not to get there, but now that his fingers were stroking your hair gently, and that his intoxicating scent was surrounding you, were you really regretting it ?
“- Maybe… Maybe I want you all for myself too, and… Maybe we can try.”
Both of you will need a long and serious talk, but Han’s smile as he buried his face in your hair and your heart fluttering when he did so was enough of an explanation for now. And as he took you back to the bed, caressing your skin tenderly, the bet was long forgotten.
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HEADKANONS MK1 - "WHAT ARE THEIR FAVORITE POSITIONS?"
CHARACTERS: TOMAS VRBADA, JOHNNY CAGE, SHANG TSUNG, KENSHI, BI-HAN, KUAI LIANG.
TW: smut/nsfw headcanons, afab reader, male and female pronouns used in pet names, porn plot only
A/N: I'm so gay for all the men in MK, sorry everyone for all the horny posts, I really need to write this. Do you want to make a request? Read my blog rules in the pinned post.
✧ TOMAS VRBADA ✧
COWGIRL : My big guy loves seeing you in control, of all sexual positions, he loves this one. Seeing you jumping on his dick, without a condom - preferably - with sweaty skin, your hips bumping into his groin, the sight of his dick disappearing into your tight pussy, is a dream for Tomas, it's his paradise. He also loves fucking you like this because he can tease your clitoris with his two fingers, massaging it regularly every time you sit on his dick like a little slut desperate for him. Tomas will praise you so much for doing a good job, making you feel like the most beautiful person in the whole world while taking his dick inside your pussy. "-Yes my little angel, you're so beautiful, you know that? Taking my dick in that tight and delicious pussy, I could fuck you for hours, please continue, make me cum, I'll give you every drop... Fill you up completely , Fuck... I'm going to cum with you so beautiful riding my dick, you're my prince/princess, you know that? I love you so much." Tomas will be vocal, but in his own way, with praise for your body, as you cum he will finally feel at peace, so he can cum too, he asks you where you want it before cumming - please let him cum inside , he will be the happiest man in the world when he takes his dick out of your pussy and sees his cum dripping out of you -
✧ JOHNNY CAGE ✧
MISSIONARY: He loves this position because he can see you beneath him, breasts bouncing, pussy drooling all over his cock, grabbing your waist, squeezing your neck, fucking you like you were his first and last meal, seeing your face contort with each thrust as rough as he gives, the way his crotch hits your clitoris while you moan like a desperate little whore, calling him "Daddy Johnny" or when you tell him to go faster, praising the size of his dick, he's going to kiss you and praise you, degrading you at the same time. "-Yes you are so good for me baby, taking my cock in that beautiful, hungry pussy, a professional slut of my own, my private little slut." Cage wants to fill you with cum, make a creampie in your pussy and see the rise in your uterus afterwards - he is extremely vocal, get ready for complaints from the neighbors because of Johnny -
✧ SHANG TSUNG ✧
Doggy Style: Shang is a sadistic man with god syndrome, if you're with him you'll need to deal with this, even during sex, with him demanding your submission, that's why he loves this position, seeing you with your ass up, your dick of him sliding into your pussy slowly as he spreads the edges of your soft, delicate flesh even further, teasing your clitoris as he cruelly holds your waist, until his fingertips are white, and your flesh bruised and marked by him, he will spank your ass and fuck your pussy as hard as he is at the moment, or torture you by going slowly, making you beg and salivate between wild kisses for him to go quickly, he will call you "good pet" and speed up, while you take one of your hands to your belly, to feel his own cock coming and going inside you. Shang will cum all over your ass and back, making little patterns with his fingers as the cum spills onto your skin.
✧ KENSHI ✧
The duo: He loves hearing your moans of pleasure, so with this position you can both feel pleasure! He grabs your thighs to help you open them even more. Kenshi slowly inserts his dick into you, on purpose, he likes to tease you by saying: "-You're such an impatient boy/girl, I'm going to fuck your lovely pussy my love, take it easy" - with a slutty smile on his side, as he finally pushes the base of his dick entirely into your hot hole, he will moan and growl a little, teasing you again for being so loud, as he drives his dick even deeper, lifting your body and hips slightly with each thrust of his, he will hold and squeeze your thighs, while smiling between moans, he is a damn provocateur, deal with it - Takahashi will cum outside, painting your pussy with his semen -
✧ BI HAN ✧
Face-Off : Bi Han is a rude man to everyone, but that doesn't apply to you - sometimes - he likes to be in control, but he also wants you to feel pleasure with him, he wants to feel your perfume, your body on his, your reactions of pleasure, he wants you to enjoy with him, for him, and for him. In this position he can do all this, watching his dick disappear into your pussy, while his hands squeeze your waist, ass, breasts - if you have them - while he moves his hips with you, wanting his dick to fill your entire hole tight, he's not very vocal, but you can hear some grunts of pleasure from him, while holding onto his muscular body, he bites you on the neck too, marking you as his and his only, while he grabs your face, forcing you to look on his face as he cums, he wants to see what he can do to you, the control he has over your body, he cums inside, outside or anywhere he wants.
✧ KUAI LIANG ✧
69 : This man loves giving you pleasure, and having pleasure with you too, so he combines the useful with the pleasant. Kuai loves the taste of your pussy in his mouth, he is extremely skilled with his tongue, sucking and licking your clit while you suck his cock with difficulty, because of him, the damn scorpion is a professional pussy sucker, so it's difficult suck his dick without moaning or rubbing your hips against his mouth to have more contact with his tongue, and he does it on purpose, he loves to see you lose control, not even your ass is safe, he will suck both holes, taking turns between pussy and your ass, making you moan his name loudly and he will just smile, stopping the work on your body for a bit "-Don't stop sucking my dick, be my good boy/girl. Just keep doing what you're doing good job, I'll take care of your beautiful little holes here, okay?" Liang said this with the biggest smug smile you've ever seen, sticking one of his fingers in your back hole while he went back to sucking your pussy. He's going to make you cum before he does, while you trembled in his mouth, you sucked his member, making Liang cum in your mouth - he's going to make you swallow it all, so be a good boy/girl for him -
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"Mirror mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all?"
"I am, milady, for is there anything more fair than saying the truth even if I fear you may shatter me for it?"
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"You're not my grandmother. Leave. Immediately." The wolf, chagrined, sulked out of the house and back into the deep forest. It was true, after all; his dichromatic eyes had not been able to tell the young woman's cloak was yellow.
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Sputtering voices barely rose past his waist as the prince strode forward. "My lord, please. My brothers and I can only tell you so many times this is not a prison it is a quarantine, and you are endangering yourself!"
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"And you will give this to Snow White and no other, do you understand Huntsman?"
"Yes, my queen."
From atop the mountain, Hera, Athena, and Aphrodite gazed down upon the apple in hungry jealousy.
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The Woodsman sat on the bank, contemplating what he had just done to save the girl and her grandmother, until the water's reflections soothed his worried mind. The most beautiful man he had ever seen gazed back at him from the rippling surface of the pool.
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"Run, run, as fast as you can! You can't catch me, I'm the gingerbread man."
The Huntsman hefted the enchanted apple, lobbed it to the side of the path near where the gingerbread man was pulling ahead. He did not need to catch the gingerbread man, only to win this race to secure his hand in marriage at last.
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"I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house down!"
The hopeful voice of a young bear quavered from the other side of the door. "Goldilocks, have you finally come back to play?"
The wolf drew his yellow cloak closer, suddenly unsure what to say.
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"I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house down!"
Grandmother scoffed, and finished tamping gingerbread crumbs into a brick mould bound for the oven. "You and those damn kids."
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The prince strode up to the dais where the glass coffin lay, leaned down and kissed the lips of the one slumbering within. There was a flash of light and suddenly the prince had become a frog.
"At last," he croaked. "The evil queen's curse has been broken!"
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The prince strode up to the dias where the glass coffin lay, leaned down and kissed the lips of the one slumbering within. A chorus of lamentations sounded behind him. The prince glared scornfully down at the seven guardians he had bested, who now seemed dwarfish and low as they groveled on the cracked flagstones below.
"What now, you wretched things?"
"Foolish prince. You have awakened the sleeper."
A chill ran up the prince's spine like a presence. He turned back to the dais. The glass coffin lay empty.
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little family || remus lupin
pairing: remus lupin x reader
1,258 words, single mom! reader, established relationship, FLUFFY FLUFF, kid fic, maybe i just crave domesticity
a/n: back to back fics like who is she... (had this in the drafts for a WHILE) omfg guys this was soooo crazy indulgent I'm gong crazy no i did not proof read but i hope you like it anway
Remus is just about to leave work when he gets the call. He sees your contact name pop up on his screen, Y/N <3.
"Hello?" he says when he picks up the call.
"Hi, Re," you reply. You voice sounds rushed and anxious. "Do you happen to be free today?"
"I am, love. What is it?" he asks softly, stopping in his tracks to listen to you.
"Something came up at work today that I have to stay and handle, could you pick up Lyla from daycare?"
Lyla, a little girl equivalent to a ball of sunshine. Though you had only been dating for over a year, he sees her as his own.
"Of course I will. I'll bring her back to yours?"
"Yes please, thank you so much. I'll buy takeout for dinner when I'm done. You okay with that?"
"Yeah, sure. I'll go pick her up now."
He hears you heave a sigh of relief over the phone. "I appreciate you so much, I love you."
He smiles. "I love you, too. I'll see you later."
Remus reaches the daycare and realises he doesn't know what he's supposed to do. He walks by the window and sees Lyla colouring in her classroom. She notices the movement and looks up from her drawing. He can't hear her through the window but she's jumping around and cheering at the sight of him, waving excitedly.
He waves back at her, smiling, then notices one of her teachers gesturing to meet her at the entrance.
She gets past the gate to the classroom, leaving Lyla behind. "Hi, I know you're here for Lyla but since you're not her mum I'm going to need your ID," she says pulling out a file from one of the shelves.
He pulls out his wallet and gives it to her and watches her scan a list of what seems to be names of parents of the children.
She takes a few seconds and finally says, "Ah yes, Remus Lupin. You're on her list. I'll get her for you." He watches the teacher look into the classroom and call Lyla.
And then he realises. He's on the list. He's on the list of people who can pick Lyla up from daycare. You put him on the list of people who can pick Lyla up from daycare.
He's snapped out of his thoughts when he hears Lyla's voice. "Remoose!" she yells, running up to him.
"Hiya, angel," he says and picks her up. His heart melts as she immediately wraps her arms around his neck for a hug. "Mummy will join us later, but for now it's just you and me, okay?"
"We can watch TV?" she asks. "And then- then play toys?"
"Mhm, that sounds like a good plan," Remus replies, and they head to your home.
Later, you turn your key to your flat and open the door. You can hear the television playing a movie and the sound of your daughter's laughter. You kick off your shoes and walk into the living room.
Remus is covered in the fake makeup from Lyla's child-friendly kit. His hair is also adorned with little flower hair clips. He sits cross-legged on the floor while she sits in his lap.
"Looks like you had a lot of fun without me, hm?" you say. Lyla jumps at the sound of your voice, immediately running to you.
"Mummy! Remus fetched me today!"
"I know, darling," you kiss her cheek. "I asked him to. Did he take good care of you?"
She nods aggressively. She runs back to Remus, who is already walking up to you.
"Well don't you look pretty today," you tease. He smiles and breathes a soft laugh.
"My makeup artist is talented. She's very serious about this," he presses a kiss to your forehead. "You hungry? I can heat up dinner."
"That'd be great, and then it's time for this bug to go to bed," you pick up Lyla. "Isn't that right?"
She lays her head on your shoulder, visibly getting sleepy as it gets closer to her usual bedtime.
"Say good night to Remus?" you turn your body, so she faces him.
Remus bends down to kiss her hair, "Good night, angel."
Lyla slowly closes her eyes, "G'night..."
Putting your baby to bed goes smoothly, and she easily winds down as she is tucked into bed. She snuggles into her blanket and looks up at you.
"I like it when Remus fetches me from school," you hear her mumble.
You smile at that. "Really?"
She nods. "I really like Remus."
"I really like Remus too, darling."
"I think you get very happy around him, Mummy," she whispers. "You were not very happy last year, but now I see you be happy with him. So I'm happy."
You feel your heart do something. Jump? Lurch? Lyla was right, being a single parent comes with its challenges and you can admit a lot of late nights were spent biting your nails and wiping tears from your cheeks. You tried your best to prevent her from seeing you in that state, but you know she's observant enough for her age.
And that's why you're so thankful to have met Remus. He accepted you despite the fact you had a whole child. He saw you not only as you but also as the mother of your child. He understood that Lyla would always be a priority to you over romance (unlike most men you've met). Despite all its complications, he has been able to fit into your lives as if he's already meant to be there.
A prime example could be taken from today. Surely he could've said no to picking up Lyla from daycare, he's just her mother's boyfriend, after all. But he agreed and handled the rest.
"He does make me really happy," you say to her. "Does he make you happy too?"
"Mhm! He always plays with me and watches shows with me. He also hugs me and kisses me. He makes me happy. He's like my Daddy."
You chuckle, trying to hide the way your heart is going crazy at that. Somehow, you take the leap. "You want Remus to be your Daddy?"
"Can I call him my Daddy?" she asks, her eyes hopeful.
"You'll have to ask him tomorrow," you say, and you wonder what his reaction would be.
"Okay, I'll ask him tomorrow. Good night, Mummy."
You kiss her forehead, "Good night, darling."
You walk out of her room to see Remus placing your plate of food on the table for you. Without saying anything, you approach him and hug him. He hugs you back.
He is silent for a while, swaying your body slowly as you hug. "You were in there for a while, what were you talking about?" he mumbles into your hair.
You take a deep breath and look up at him, chin resting on your chest. "I love you," you say.
He furrows his brows but nods anyway. "I love you, too."
"Lyla wants to call you her dad."
Remus stops swaying. What is he thinking?
"Okay," he says, simply.
You jerk your head back, "Really?"
"Of course, I love her too, you know. I'd be honoured."
Chuckling, you bury your head into his chest and squeeze him. You feel him press a kiss into your hair.
"We're like a little family," he whispers to you. And you can see it too. You, your daughter, and Remus altogether as one.
And there's honestly nothing you want more than that.
a/n: SO LIKE UM this has been in the drafts about the same time as the james one like i said this is just very very indulgent brainrot i still have plans for the james series!!!!!!! ty sm for your support <3 likes and reblogs are always appreciated.
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How to Endure Ardor:
Pairing: Joel Miller x F!Reader
Summary: Joel teaches you how to love him.
Rating: Explicit 18+
Content Warnings: Post outbreak; QZ Joel Miller; I'm saying this, but the setting is sort of ambiguous anyways, Stream of consciousness, Character Study, Alternating POVs; PIV sex; The troubles and toils of breaking up and then making up with a fucked up old man; Uncaring Joel; Mentions of painful sex; Toxic relationships or situationships or whatever you want to call it; I think I'm addicted to the idea of a Joel who'll never love you and I should probably see a doctor about it
A/N: she remembers how to write, who'd of thought!
Word Count: 1.3K
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This is a lesson:
“Tell me again,” she says, and it’s a begging.
A begging like what? Something that carries shame and smallness in the shape of it. Stay a little longer. It humiliates him for the wretchedness it pulls from him. Joel, please. Seeping blood the color of her supplication. Please, she says, please. And who else says please to him anymore? Who asks him for anything anymore but her? The only ones who ever had are long past and gone, and he can’t even barely remember they were ever really there to ask anything of him to begin with—can’t remember what it feels like to owe someone something and want to give it to them in a way that will actually make him.
Tell me what again? That I want you? That I’ll stay? That I love you? I’ll come back, he says instead, the only thing he can promise and keep. And he wonders if it humiliates her too, the way he lies, the way he runs, the way he swears, the way he always comes back and comes back but never returns with the things she needs. A humiliation just like it is a begging.
The thing they have: it’s strange, fickle, honest in its lies, very, very ugly. An ugliness that is shocking in a world gone to rot already. The sky doesn’t shine anymore and they bask in it.
But also, and, the thing they have: it’s physical, saving.
This is obvious too, even if only to them.
He slides inside and you’re what? Hot and wet and slick, and—yes, a thing like a dream, but still only a thing. Something to have, something close to desire, but not quite, more like biological want. Woman turned possession. In his mind this is an excuse, a reason, a begetting. Like, what—like what? Like when you want a thing very badly but it is very bad for you, and you need to make up any excuse to have it, lie and lie and lie—to your mother, your best friend, the mirror—a begetting like that. Easy to understand only if you’ve been there.
It started simple, it started like nothing, it started like the first time you meet someone and you know they’ll matter, you know they’ll mean something. So it started like what? Like a lie.
Shifts at the QZ, long and toiling and reminders of the sort of life that died in an outbreak of monsters, only if for how unlike that past it was. Humans or fungus or—
—men who hurt—you, men who refuse your love, Joel Miller.
The crutch of your age, of you being weaker or smaller or in need, him being easily felled, wooed, easily conquered by something young and given without a try because there was never the opportunity for trying before.
Now, it is like this: you take my cock and you take my come and you take my nothing, and I give so little and yet you still find a way to take and take and take, leech of a girl, dream of a girl, hungry. And with the excuse that it’s only in a way you contrive for your own self. But in the end, what does that make you? What do I make you into?
These are the things he asks himself.
Perhaps she goes away for a time, tries the route of escape, of variety. But when she inevitably comes back because addiction is riddled always in the same sorts of ways: did you try different bodies? Did you try different flavors and sounds? Did you look for me in all of them?
The answer is usually yes.
At reunion’s turn: he rolls her over to face her, Joel, damp and panting and trying to be something—perhaps better, more honest—after a season of variety and honest attempts and shut eyes. He’s so hard for her, always is.
Again: he slides inside and you’re what? His, undeniably. Not yours. Something to want but not desire because it’s too romantic a notion, and yes, there’s a difference even if he can’t put into words what that difference specifically is. Body and heart, perhaps, definitions that differ between disparate anatomical parts or levels of deniability.
Nothing either of you have ever been able to put into words when lust and love aren’t things you can even say out loud for the shame of them, even if they exist within said same anatomy.
You come together, the season passed, the separation passed but still kept at hand for the next time the closeness becomes too much.
“Tell me again,” she says, and this time he remembers what she’s asking for.
“I fucking missed you, baby. Missed this pussy.” Because he can’t say it’s her heart he missed. Because Joel Miller does not have honesty in his arsenal.
He spreads you wide, knee to shoulder so it hurts and pulls, so it’ll be sore and reminding tomorrow. The slap of his pelvis against the back of your thighs is obscene, wet and lewd, a string of girl cum keeping you connected, such togetherness, curve of your ass to the root of his cock—the two of you are together again.
You know what I thought, when I tried to go away, you say. He doesn’t want to know, but he doesn't tell you so either, only slides in again, the mouth of your womb right there, threatening. I’m never going to feel like this again, and I hate how certainly I know that. He wonders if the unsaid part is that he’s the recipient of that feeling, the hate.
He wonders if the pinch inside him is hurt. He wonders if the throb is love.
All he says because he can’t say the rest is, I missed you, I missed you, and if he could look himself in the mirror—something that’s twenty years past lost—he’d ask: are you alright? Just tell me you’re okay. And it sounds in your own voice and with your own care and the feel of your own warmth. Is there anything I can do?
Other times, he sees himself through your own eyes, and then he knows for certain that the throb is love
So he makes up for lost time, hard—and if it was a thing he knew how to be— loving. Mouth to cunt first, primed and soft and begging, making you come again and then another once more, then inside of you. Slow, splitting you open, red cunt like a wound, balls slapping wet, pulling out to watch the gape of the space he’s carved for himself. His cock is so hard and missing you something desperate. And he’s reminded of what it is to really miss something in a way he hadn’t been in twenty years of apocalypse, he’s forced to realized that it’s been so long since he’d had something to love that he’d not realized the feeling of missing that long past someone had gone away, only faint memory remained.
Violent, is what this makes him after that realization—thrusts turning hard and punishing. How dare you give yourself to me? How dare you then take yourself away? You come around him again, the gift of your orgasm. How dare you not be able to accept the little I’m able to give when I’m trying so desperately fucking hard to give you even just this?
He fucks you mean, he fucks you in the way of a man who doesnt know how to say the things he needs to say, in a way that’s confusing, that could make a less discerning woman feel only the hurt.
But then again, you know him.
Fucks you in a way that is a little bit like love.
And so, amidst all of it, there is an honesty amongst the lies. A truth unspoken that they both know—I’ll come back because I need you, because you’re the only one who can give me the things I'm not strong enough to ask for out loud.
You’re not sure which of the two of you is the one saying it.
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Best friend's plan | Chris Sturniolo
Chris Sturniolo x reader
Summary: Where Y/N has a secret crush on Chris, not imagining that the feeling is reciprocated. But her best friend, Nick, has a plan to put them together.
Warning: None.
Requested?: Yes, by anon.
Author's note: That is my work, I DON'T authorize any plagiarism! | English isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.
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"Nick, stay still! I have to spread this mask very well. Otherwise, the pores won't absorb the vitamins." Y/N complained, slamming her clean hand against the blonde's covered shoulder before holding the region firmly, in an attempt to stop the boy's movements.
Nick gave her a dramatic deep breath as an answer, opening his eyes briefly.
The girl straightened her spine momentarily, feeling a slight pain from the position as Nick was sitting on the toilet lid and the girl was standing between his legs, curving her spine and spreading the face mask over his cheeks and forehead.
The bathroom counter in Nick's room was full of the skincare products that Y/N left there - since she didn't like the hassle of bringing the ones she had in her home every time she went there. Nick's hair was tied back with a pink cotton headband, preventing the strands from interrupting the girl's work.
The two were having a "girls night". Y/N and Nick were best friends, the two having met in Los Angeles after the triplets moved there.
She and the blonde quickly exchanged contact information after bumping into each other accidentally on Target, only then discovering that they were neighbors. Their connection grew almost automatically, being called the platonic soulmates by the Sturniolo's fandom.
"What's in this thing? Are you poisoning me?" The blonde frowned, feeling his skin itch. His expressions changed from second to second as he wrinkled his mouth and nose, trying to get the excess out of the places that burned.
"I hope this has some kind of poison in it and is poisoning you at this point, just because you keep stopping me from-"
The sound of the bathroom door opening abruptly cut Y/N mid-sentence, the girl jumping in place in fright as she quickly turned towards the source of the sound.
She had her right hand - the one full of face mask - raised so that she didn't spill the product on her pajamas. Her eyes were wide, and her heart racing.
"Hey, do you guys want McDonald's? Matt and I are going to order delivery." Chris asked, smiling in amusement after seeing their reactions to the loud sound he generated.
"Um, I... Yes, please... I'm kinda hungry." Y/N stuttered, clearing her throat and quickly turning back to Nick, trying to hide her stumble over her words. She felt her cheeks burn, and she was sure that a reddish color was taking over the area, closing her eyes tightly in embarrassment.
Nick frowned at her before looking at his brother, rolling his eyes, already used to his childish actions.
"Yes, you can order what I always get, but double." The blonde responded, raising his right hand and waving it in the air as if to say "you can leave now".
Chris raised his arms in surrender, sticking his tongue out at his brother before quickly shooting a glance at Y/N's back, finally closing the door again.
The girl shook her head, trying to shake off her embarrassment, returning her attention to Nick. She sighed while raising her right hand, bringing the contents close to his face again.
"He's a child, I swear." Nick rolled his eyes, frowning when he didn't receive a response or laugh from Y/N, as always happened.
His blue eyes ran over her face, noticing the reddish tone in her skin.
"Are you blushing? Because of-" He interrupted his own sentence, eyes widening in realization. "What, do you have a crush on Chris or something?" His tone was disgusted, wrinkling his nose.
"No?" Y/N responded slowly, catching her bottom lip between her teeth at Nick's reaction, stopping her hand in the air, knowing that he would stop her if she tried to apply the face mask on him at that moment.
"Oh my God, you do have a crush on Chris." Nick opened his mouth in surprise. "Ew."
"Shut up and stay still. Otherwise, I'll get real poison and throw it on you." Y/N fumed, finally going back to applying the product to the clean spaces on Nick's face.
"Ouch, you're going to rip my skin off like that."
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"Hello, good evening. Reservation in the name of Nicolas Sturniolo." Chris asked the assistant at the front of the restaurant, smiling kindly.
Nick apparently had spent the day at the mall shopping. At the end of the afternoon, he sent a text to Chris asking him to meet himself at an Italian restaurant that the triplets already knew very well.
Chris was surprised that the blonde had just asked for his presence without Matt, but he quickly dismissed any suspicion, imagining that Nick needed to vent about something since the two had become closer lately.
"Follow me, please." The woman smiled in greeting, turning and walking towards the designated table. Chris quickly accomplished, looking for the blonde figure over her shoulder.
The boy frowned as he saw the woman stop near a specific table and point at it silently, smiling one last time before walking away, returning to her post, leaving a very confused Chris behind.
In Nick's place sat a female figure.
Chris slowly approached, walking around the table until he had a full view of the girl, his eyes widening when he realized that it was Y/N.
"Y/N? What are you doing here?" His tone was one of surprise, his blue eyes traveling across the table quickly before returning to her.
The girl looked up from her phone abruptly, her eyes widening equally as she saw Chris instead of Nick.
"Chris? I..." She shook her head, confusion settling into her thoughts. "I came to have dinner with Nick." Her eyes went behind Chris, as if she expected to see her best friend there. "What are you doing here?"
"I came to have dinner with Nick." The boy spoke slowly, his hands moving nervously inside the front pockets of his sweatpants.
"He asked me to meet him here. Oh my God, that must be so awkward." Y/N smiled apologetically, grabbing her purse from the chair on her right side, lightly pushing back the one she was sitting on, ready to stand up. "I'm sorry, I'll leave-"
"Wait, no." Chris quickly stopped her, raising his hands momentarily before lowering them, his eyes traveling across the room in sudden shyness. "Have dinner with me... As a date."
"As a date? What...?" Y/N sat down again, placing her purse on her lap and watching Chris's expression, raising her eyebrows in surprise.
"Y/N, look." He sighed, finally pulling out the chair facing her seat, sitting down quickly, pressing his lips into a thin line nervously. "I've had a crush, a huge one, on you for a long time. But I never had enough courage to talk to you about it and ask you out, out of fear." Chris explained, playing with his fingers above the table, his eyes fixed on the candle decorating the surface. "Maybe, I don't know... Maybe this thing that Nick did was a good thing."
"Oh, Chris." Y/N sighed, taking her purse to the free chair on her right side again, bending her torso slightly over the table. Her hands traveled to Chris's, wrapping her fingers around his, stopping his anxious movements.
Her heart was beating so fast that it seemed to vibrate her whole body, her chest burning with nervousness and excitement. She was sure that her cheeks and neck were red with embarrassment.
"I feel the same." She told him, her tone was gentle and calm, very different from the madness of emotions surrounding her.
Chris looked up quickly, his blue eyes meeting hers, and Y/N swore she could see when his pupils dilated.
"Really?" His tone was full of hope, his fingers squeezing Y/N's weakly, ignoring the trembling of his own.
"Really." Y/N nodded, smiling widely while watching his reactions.
Chris swallowed hard, returning the smile and finally intertwining his fingers with hers, lifting her hands and bringing them close to his face, sealing the soft skin, exhaling the aroma of the lotion that emanated from there.
"Let's have this date."
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From: Chris
To: Nick
"I owe you one"
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Pairing: Pornstar!Bucky x Pornstar!Reader
Warnings: MINOR DNI 18+ (Oral Male Receiving, Praise Kink, Spit Kink, Cum) Its Porn With little Plot.
Author's Note: Our introduction to the Soldier and Eden Ivy! While this will still be the same soldier we saw in the OG StarkHub I'm also giving you all the Soldier I wish I would have written. I want him filthy, possessive and obssessed, I hope you all enjoy the first taste..
STARKHUB - EXCLUSIVE FIRST EDEN IVY GETS HER FIRST TASTE OF THE SOLDIER
He had a hand twisted in her hair and the other gripping her hollowed cheeks as she swallowed him down. A walking wet dream dressed in a maroon satin set that leaves little to the imagination of what she was trying so poorly to conceal.
She was such a good girl, and he let her know just how good she was for taking his cock.
“That’s it, good girl,” he grunts fucking into her mouth in shallow thrusts. “Such a good fucking girl, taking my cock, letting me fuck this pretty mouth. Whose mouth does this belong to hmm?”
He tugs her head back till she pulls off with a wet ‘pop’, he demands a verbal answer. She grins up at him, tongue running out to lick up the mess he’s made of her face. “It belongs to you sir.”
“Fuck,” he breathes under his breath. “you’re absolutely right, belongs to me, and only me.” He tugs at her hair a little harder half expecting her to wince but she moans pushing back into his hand, wanting more. “Please,” she whines inching forward on her knees.
“What is it? You want more?” he breathes, lips dropping open on a moan when she goes against the pull of his hand to kitten lick at the head of his cock. Any other girl and he might have pulled her head back punished her for taking something he didn’t say she could have, but he lets her have this watching as she goes further, her tongue running along the underside of his shaft. She moans hungrily, eyes locked on his practically begging him for whatever he’s prepared to give her. “Oh, she wants more does she?” he husks, lips pulling up into a smirk at her “yes please sir.”
He bites back his growl, “Greedy little thing can’t get enough, can she? Don’t worry baby I’ve got you.”
He adjusts his slack grip on her hair, a groan of pleasure bubbling in her chest, he brings his other hand back to her cheek thumb running along her parted lips. “Open for me – good girl,” he praises when her lips drop open, tongue falling out for him. He moves into her space again, leather shoes kissing her knees as he feeds her just the tip. The hand that held her cheek slips down, resting against her neck, he doesn’t squeeze, no not yet he needs her relaxed if she’s going to take all of him, and she will. Or this could be the last time. He runs his thumb soothingly along her neck, “gonna feed my greedy girl more, need you relaxed if I'm going to do that,” he murmurs as he guides your head down further.
She follows his lead, jaw falling slack to accommodate his size, his length, her hands finding purchase on his clothed thighs the further down his shaft he guides her. “That’s it baby, take it so well, made for sucking dick weren’t you?”
She moans around his length at the same time he hits the back of her throat, her lips spread out at the base of his cock, nose pressed up against his pubic bone. “Fuck,” he grits head falling back exposing the neck of his column, her hands run up his thigh cupping the parts of him she can’t reach with her mouth. He’s brought out of his pleasure filled haze, hungry darkened gaze falling on her watery ones, the lone blackened tear rolling down her cheek is almost enough to make him fall apart then.
He really loves when they cry.
“M’gonna fuck this pretty little mouth now, give you what you deserve.” He slips his hand up the expanse of her throat, finding purchase on the back of her head as he holds her still for him. She relaxes her jaw further, giving complete control over to him, control that he takes. He pulls back till only the tip is in her mouth giving her no warning before he dives back into her wet heat setting a quickened pace. Her garbled choked sounds spur him on, each quick snap of his hips bringing tears to her eyes as she tries to swallow down all he gives her.
His cock fucks steadily into the wet warmth of her mouth, drool pooling around her lips, slipping down her chin, dripping into the valley between her breasts soaking the material of her satin set. “You cry so pretty for me baby,” he moans thumb finding your cheek smearing the dark streak. He hasn't taken his eyes off her, to be fair she hasn’t either, his darkened gaze seems to spur her on taking everything he gives her. It’s how he likes them. Compliant, willing to give all control.
He pulls her off when he feels the tightening in his abdomen, the pleasure that would all but consume him – he's not ready for this to be over. He’s not done with her yet, he wants to play a little more, see how much she’s willing to take, see just how dirty she’s willing to get for him. “The mouth on you,” he groans gaze drawn to her swollen spit slicked lips, his thumb finds her mouth pushing down her bottom lip, opening her up again for him. “Tongue out.” she listens, so obedient he thinks as he leans down spitting right onto her awaiting tongue. She moans, eyes closing, “swallow it baby, be a good girl for me.” Her tongue slips back into her mouth, lips closing as she swallows what he’s given her, she moans hips rocking into the floors set.
He can’t help himself; he needs a taste; he’s honestly surprised he’s held out this long. He leans down capturing her mouth with his parting her lips with his tongue as he delves in, tasting her, tasting himself. He drinks down her moans, he could grow addicted to this, to her taste. She’s leaning into his touch, preening at it, “please,” she breathes into his mouth, tongue licking at his lips. “You want my cum?” he husks, “coat your tongue, give you a pretty pearl necklace?”
She’s nodding her head sweet pleas leaving her lips as he straightens himself, but not before licking into her mouth once more. He would think it impossible to get any harder then he already is but seeing her lips part for him, tongue waiting for him, well he could cum just from the sight alone and that would be a first – the soldier cumming untouched.
His hand fists around his cock squeezing at the base as if that will do anything to fight off the inevitable, it'll have to because if he was cumming, he was cumming in that pretty mouth of hers. He prided himself on his self-control while on set but it was almost embarrassing how quick he lost it the second he thrusted into her awaiting mouth.
“Fuck,” he groans head thrown back hips pistoning into her wet heat with little to no self-control, “this isn’t going to last very long baby, you’re fucking mouth is heaven.” he moans. It spurs her on, her mouth taking over as she focuses on bringing him to his end. “God fuck,” he grunts, hand finding her hair, curling, he’s pulling her off thought it's the opposite of what he wants, his other hand is on his dick stroking to fruition, “where do you want it baby?”
Her tongue slips out so easily, breasts pushed up, “F-fuck!” he shouts pulling her closer so his cum can paint her tongue, her pert breasts. He gives her everything, making sure every last drop is given to her. He stumbles back, letting Clint slide in for his money shot, and if he wasn’t so shaken with pleasure, he would have gotten hard again watching her clean up his cum from her skin, licking her fingers clean for the camera, swallowing it like such a good fucking girl.
Clint steps back with a single nod to him, he’s almost tempted to tell him to kill the film there, she had done her job, had done it well, gone above everyone’s expectations, but he’s curious. He’s curious to see how far she’ll go for him. So he steps back into her space, kneeling till he’s eye level with her, “you’re such a good girl,” he murmurs pausing to really take you in. There's only one person he’s ever asked this of and she was always a willing participant; Sharon lived for pleasing the soldier, so she’d do just about anything, but would you?
He speaks before he can overthink, “but it looks like you made a mess baby,” her eyes drift down with his settling on the spot just below her parted legs, her wetness seems to have seeped through her flimsy thong straight onto the floor. Your eyes glide back to his, he watches waiting, “I’m sorry sir,” is all she breathes before she’s knocking his own breath from his chest. He watches her scoot back, gaze never averting from his as she leans down and does the one thing he’s only ever seen from one other person here at StarkHub. He doesn’t even give her a chance to straighten after licking up her mess from the sets floor before he’s on her, his tongue delving into her mouth as he seeks out that sweetness.
“Fuck,” he hums into her lips, “you dirty fucking girl.”
She’s smiling into his lips, tongue seeking out his, “only for you sir.”
And he was going to hold you to that, The Soldier had gotten a taste of you and he already wanted more.
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If you write some more dad!carlos (à la the first mini lando headcannon) I will literally throw you a birthday party
A/N: Guess you’re going to have to throw me that birthday party 🥳 also he calls her risita because that means giggle in Spanish and yep she's about 6 or 7
"Papi? Wake up." Carlos smiles, hearing the little whisper of his daughter Zaneta. "I am up risita." He grumbles, rolling over his daughter yelps. (giggle)
Her little arms and legs flail as she tries to push him off her. "Papi...crushing." Carlos chuckles, knowing he wasn't crushing her. He had no weight on her, she was his princess. "Risita, what are you doing up so early?" Rolling to the side, Zaneta catches her breath.
"Mamá is running errands and I'm bored." She whines, giving him puppy dog eyes. "I see what your mother means now." He groans. Zaneta had his eyes, and whenever they went wide and blank he was a sucker.
"Papi, I'm hungry." Carlos sits up, climbs out of bed and slides some pants on. "Come here." Swinging her up, she laughs her tiny arms and legs sticking out before wrapping around him.
"Did you sleep good?" Carlos asks, pushing hair out of his face. "Yes, did you?" She asks, resting her head on his shoulder. "I did risita." Smiling down at her.
She was his little girl, and he cherished these moments more and more as she grew. "What would you like for breakfast?" Placing her on the counter, going to the fridge. "Tortilla." She giggles as Carlos shakes his head. "An omelet? What? Risita, it's my day off and you want to eat healthy?" He chuckles pulling out the eggs.
"With cheese and bacon." She orders, Carlos turns raising an eyebrow at her. "Please." She adds, voice soft as she knows manners are big with her mother and father. "Good girl." Kissing her head, he lifts her off the counter, watching her run off.
He starts cooking, frying up the bacon you walk in taking a deep breath smiling. "Smells good." Mouth watering at the greasy food. "Looks good too." Pinching his ass, Carlos flinches away but laughs seeing you.
"Morning." Leaning in he kisses you, but a resounding eww has the two of you pulling apart. "That's yucky." Zaneta's face scrunched up in disgust. "Oh? Then is it yucky when Papi and I kiss you?" Raising an eyebrow at your sassy daughter.
"Get's that from you." Carlos whispers, you slap his shoulder prying a smirk out of him. "No, you're the drama queen. Wanna revisit your Ferrari days?" Carlos immediately stops, knowing you have proof everywhere.
"Nope, because Mamá and Papi are supposed to kiss me. Not each other." She quips, running back to her toys. "We need to limit her time with Lando." You whisper knowing if Zaneta heard that, she'd throw a righteous fit.
"I agree." Carlos flipping the bacon, the sizzle the only sound. "Go, I'll finish this." Pushing Carlos off the stove who smiles. "She's been missing you, go play with our daughter." You don't have to tell him twice as he plops himself next to her.
Laughter and food fills the house. This is what Carlos wanted in his future. Whenever people asked, he'd say a world championship and winning all the time. When really, he just wanted a family to always come home to with laughter, good food and love.
And he has that.
"Papi?" Carlos hums letting her place a tiara on his head. "Can I come with you to the next race?" She asks, smiling putting beads around his neck.
"Yeah? You want to see your Papi win?" He asks, Zaneta didn't really like the races more interested in running around with other kids and seeing the team principles to sucker them out of candy, sometimes money. "No, I miss Uncle Lando." Her innocent confession has Carlos freezing before chuckling unable to be mad.
"Yeah, you can come with me risita." Squealing she hugs Carlos, before running to kitchen to tell you the news.
Yeah, this was much better than a championship. Though he already has 2 of them.
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how about consensual somnophilia with billy. you wake up to him moaning and muttering in ur ear about how tight you are and the second he realises ur awake he starts thrusting faster into you desperately chasing his high causing the headboard to shake- moaning and degrading you telling you what a whore you are for taking his ✨huge✨cock
I'm flabbergasted because this would be a dream come true.
✧ - consensual somnophilia, name calling(whore), little praising, rushed but I DESPERATELY needed to write this,
You thought you were having a wet dream. You and Billy had gone out to lovers lake where you'd set a blanket down.
Billy's had a gentle pace set, your legs were spread open, feet on the blanket, and arms around his neck.
You could hear Billy muttering filthy things into your ear as his dick plunged in and out of your pussy, his hands on either side of your head as he buried his face into your shoulder.
It sounded faded, but you could still hear what he was saying.
"Like that, baby?"
"Pretty pussy is tugging my cock.."
"Such a good girl.."
Your cunt only flutters at his words, they make you feel so good, especially with the way he says them into your ear.
"Billy.." You moan between haziness, lust, and sleep. Then you realize that you continue to feel something between your thighs, something thick, hard, long, and deep within your walls.
Billy's cock was shoved into your pussy, and instead of on a blanket somewhere in the woods, you were actually on the bed you shared with your boyfriend.
The squeaks of the springs are now louder as Billy realizes that you are slowly waking up. But between that state, he starts to fuck you harder and faster until eventually your eyes shoot open and you're met with Billy's intimidating blue eyes. Your pussy clenched around his cock as the eye contact suddenly had you dazed, you could feel how wet you were, it was pooling to your ass and the sheets below you.
"Billy-!" You cried his name when you felt a sudden pinch build up inside you. You can hear the bed creak, the headboard bang against the wall, the slick sound of slapping and juices whenever Billy pulls out just to push his hungry cock back in.
"Shh, baby, I know.." He growls into your ear after he leaned back down, "I can feel it.. tight pussy begging for my cum.."
"You really are a filthy girl... but still my girl." He whimpers into your ear when his own high starts to take a sort of affect on him.
"Yes, Billy, please..!"
"So desperate, isn't she? Such a whore for my cock." He mocks.
You furiously nodded your head, shutting your eyes close as your body started to feel a wave of heat come over you. Billy could almost see it, "Gonna cum, Billy!"
"Cum, cum on my dick, baby..!" He groaned as he shot a load of cum into you and with no second to spare, you follow soon after. Billy let's your cum coat his cock before he pulls out, watching as a stream of mixed cum drips out of your pussy.
He watches as your body continues to shake, almost like you're shivering. Billy takes one last look into your eyes, before he smirks, "Fucking whore, knew you'd like that."
You whimper, closing your legs, and letting Billy tug your body into his side.
"Thank you, baby.." You silently thank, "was so good."
Billy only kisses your forehead as he watched you fall back to sleep, he's not gonna act like your idea wasn't just about the hottest thing he's ever tried. But he knew it wasn't going to be the last.
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I'm IN LOVE with your jingren x reader post like my toes be curling while my heart be fluttering GOSH.
Can I request blade doing the unspeakable with us then getting caught by Jing Yuan but Jing decided he just wanted to watch blade fucking our minds out 🤭🤭🤭
WITNESS IT ALL!
— featuring ┊blade x f!reader x jing yuan
— warnings / content warnings ┊not proofread, kinda sloppy n messy, male masturbation (jing yuan), dirty talk, slight degradation, blade jus being a lil jerk, uhmm. slight choking? blade referred to as “ren” here, use of nicknames, bladie being rough w u i think, overall suggestive content | 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT
— a/n ┊MM IM SO SORRY 4 THE LATE UPLOAD ANON! 😭😭 but YES YES i can imagine jing yuan keepin it low at first as he watches blade fuck ur brains out, hand stroking his cock while he watches ! this has been decaying in my drafts 4 so long i’m so sorry sweetheart i got back from a mini break >:>
“r-ren! s’ messy.. you already came too much already..!” you whined, pouting as your fingers desperately tugged at his hair, a groan erupting from his throat as he bit down on your shoulder to suppress his grunts, breathing heavily against your skin as he bit you hard enough to make your body jump. two. that was two, two orgasms. he came inside you the second time, biting his bottom lip at how tight you squeezed around his twitching cock.
“i thought i heard you say that you wanted to make it a third time, precious.” was all he whispered against you before shoving himself up deeper and deeper with each thrust, trapping his cum inside your drenched cunt as his fingers tightened around on your throat, watching as your expression switched to one with need. saliva spilled from the side of your mouth, eyes widened with surprise and lust as you whimpered at how rough he was with you, legs spasming around his waist. your boyfriend lightly choked you out, not wanting to go too overboard as his hand clasped around your mouth, watching your lewd expressions with a smirk. he knew he was stretching you over your limits, stretching out your poor pussy as well in the process. blade was hungry for you, pinning your wrists down over your head as his fingers intertwined with yours, licking his lips at how full you must’ve been, stuffing you with his cum as his cock bullied itself inside your hole with your eyes rolling to the back of your head, arching your back at how good it felt.
“that’s it, princess. you like it when i hit that sweetspot of yours? you like it when i use your body in such lewd ways like this, hm? you’re such a fucking whore, aren’t you.. but I'm not complaining now am i, my pretty girl?” he muttered lowly in your ear, biting down on your earlobe gently as he grabbed a fistful of your hair, pouring his tongue inside your mouth.
blade’s eyes widened in pleasure, eyes nearly rolling into his head as he found a new angle, frustratingly thrusting faster into your stuffed cunny. “i’m gonna cum a third time if you keep tightening around me so fucking nicely, pretty. fuck.. you love getting used as nothing but a fucktoy, hm? poor girl you are..” he caressed your cheek, planting a small kiss on your nose as she chuckled at how exhausted you were, sweat dripping all over your body. “you can't do anything but sit here and get fucked absolutely fucking raw, but you like that do you? i bet you fucking do.”
“ren.. ren! p-please..” you wrapped your arms around his neck, breathing against his neck as he hooked his arm under your knee, pushing it against your chest as he grunted at how tightly you were pulsing around him now, you were close. “c-can’t..”
“you can take it, stop whining pretty. quit lying to yourself, you know how much you love this as much as i do. fuckin’ slut for my cock you are..” his hips rolled against yours, a more rougher and quickened pace as he brought his voice down to a whisper, mumbling a few things in your ear. “think about it like this, angel. how embarrassing would it be if we both got caught, hm? how embarrassing would it be to have someone see me fucking you like this. how fucking embarrassing it would be if it was none other than the general himself, hm?”
unknowing to both of you, it seems blade already predicted that exact scenario. jing yuan stood outside of the room you both were in, pants slightly tugged down as his cock was relying on his fingers.. jerking off at the sight of blade fucking you roughly. the general knew it was wrong to stay here and just get off to this, but he couldn’t stop himself no matter how hard he tried to. jing yuan bit his lip, hissing at the discomfort of his erected cock.. he threw his head back at the thought of him fucking you dumb, he could do so much better than that criminal, he thought. no! she shouldn’t be thinking of that.. he shouldn’t! but.. he couldn’t stop. the white haired male glanced over his shoulder, stroking his cock at the same rhythm blade thrusted into you. the general couldn’t help but smile at how fucked out you were, looking over the door frame seeing just how lewd you looked right now.. the sounds you made, the faces he tried to take in of you almost came straight from a pornagraphic video.
a low chuckle left blade’s lips as he watched you squirming in his touch with your mouth slightly hung open as you tightened your grip around his neck.. never putting a stop to his sharp thrusts. “cmon be shy, precious. let me hear you..." blade’s cock twitched again, breath hitching. “cum for me, cmon pretty girl.. don't be scared.” jing yuan stroke his cock faster, he was getting close as well, his breath grew heavier and heavier by the second.
the bed creaked underneath, orgasm building up quickly inside of both you and blade and before you know it.. you were already tearing up. “r-ren!” a choked whimper was forced out of you, calling out blade’s name as he spilled his load inside of you again, your stomach bloating at how full he filled you up, legs shaking from your climax as jing yuan eyed you down from the outside, biting his lip at the sight of your cunt completely filled with blade’s cum, watching at how smoothly cum dripped from your hole once blade finally pulled out. unlucky for the general, the white haired male reached his high as well, releasing on the floor as he cursed at himself for making such a huge mess on the ground. your face scrunched at how your folds were coated with stickiness and white from your boyfriend.. staining the sheets. you gasped as blade plunged his fingers in your hole, breath hitching as he swiftly inserted his dripping cum back inside your hole.
blade then paused for a moment, a smirk crept up his pretty face as he glanced over his shoulder, eyeing the door frame. jing yuan’s heart skipped a beat.. almost seen by the other male as he sighed in relief. suddenly blade opened his mouth to speak, his voice dark yet so calm.
“mm.. it seems someone was there to witness it all as well, princess. i think he seemed to have enjoyed the little show we put up.”
shit. maybe he was seen after all.
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Which idol is waiting by/in an alleyway and when you come across them, you act like you think they're a prostitute and treat them accordingly?
I don't know why I think of Jisoo but either way, I had a quick fun 10-minute break writing this.
Fuck, it's a cold night, but the neon lights of the city keep things somewhat warm. I turn down this dark alleyway, hoping to find someone willing to help me out with my needs.
There she is - Jisoo from that K-pop girl group BLACKPINK, I think, leaning against the wall trying to look aloof.
Her long black hair frames that beautiful face, and she's wearing a tight dress that hugs her curves.
I decide to play around as I swagger up to her, hand on my zipper. "Well hello there, pretty thing. Looking for some business tonight?"
Jisoo's eyes go wide as I approach. "W-what? No, I'm not...you have the wrong idea!"
But I cut her off, pushing her back against the wall. I lean in close, my breath hot on her neck as I whisper. "Don't play dumb, baby. I know what you're after out here. Now, how much to have that sweet pussy for a little while?"
She squirms, cheeks flushed. "S-stop it! I'm an idol, I don't...mmpph!"
Sealing my lips over hers, I kiss Jisoo deeply, groping her ass through the tight dress. She whimpers into my mouth, but doesn't fight back too hard.
Soon, my tongue is exploring her mouth while I grind my hardening cock against her belly.
With a wet pop, I break the kiss. "Your lips say no...but your body says yes. Now let's see those tits."
Without waiting for Jisoo's reply, I grab her slender thighs and hike her legs up around my waist, pinning her against the rough brick wall.
She gasps when I grind my clothed bulge against her clothed pussy, the friction already dampening her panties.
"N-no...please, I'm a good girl, I've never..." she whimpers, but her protests are feeble at best as I attack her neck with hungry kisses and bites.
"Shh, I know you're a slut, just enjoy it," I growl, reaching down to hike up Jisoo's tight dress, exposing her lacy black thong.
I rub my hand over the soaked fabric, making her squirm restless.
With my other hand, I roughly paw at Jisoo's breasts through her dress, mauling the soft mounds as she pants hotly.
Finally freeing one breast, I latch my mouth around her hardened nipple, sucking hard.
"Aahh!...fuck..." Jisoo moans, her hips bucking shamelessly now as I grind the bulge of my jeans against her drenched core.
Releasing her tit with a pop, I quickly unzip and free my thick, veiny cock. With one hand, I shove Jisoo's thong aside, exposing her pretty pink pussy, glistening with arousal.
Then I'm burying myself balls deep inside her in one hard thrust.
Jisoo cries out muffled obscenities as I immediately start pounding her pussy hard and deep, not giving her a chance to adjust to my thick size.
Her arms wrap around my neck, nails digging into my shoulders as I rail her up against the cold alley wall.
"Oh fuck, you were made for this, you cock sleeve!" Watching Jisoo's face contort in a mix of pleasure and shame as she bites her lip to stifle her slutty moans.
But her traitorous pussy betrays her - clenching and convulsing greedily around my cock.
"Such a sloppy, used up cunt!" I sneer, one hand holding her legs apart as the other gropes her tits roughly through the fabric of her dress. "But goddamn, your greedy hole feels so fucking good wrapped around me." Harder and harder I jackhammer into her loose pussy.
The lewd sounds of my hips smacking against her ass cheeks, her sopping cunt slobbering all over my cock, echo through the steamy alleyway.
The idol can't hold back the desperate whimpering any longer, one hand clamped over her mouth to muffle the shameful cries of ecstasy.
"That's it, you dumb prostitute...take this fucking dick like you were born for it!" I grunt, sweat dripping down my brow as I pound Jisoo relentlessly.
Her slippery pussy squelches nastily around my pistoning shaft, rippling and clamping down in orgasmic waves she can't control.
I couldn't give a fuck about the pedestrians passing by the alleyway entrance, their shocked gasps and horrified looks only egging me on as I mercilessly rail Jisoo's sloppy cunt.
The K-pop princess herself doesn't seem to care either, whorish moans tumbling shamelessly from her swollen lips now.
"Ooohh fuck yesss!! Ughh..." Jisoo wails, head thrown back in depraved pleasure. Her arms cling to my shoulders desperately as I piston wildly in and out of her sensitive canal.
With each violent thrust, her cream coats my cock, splattering down to soak my balls and drip lewd puddles onto the filthy ground below.
The crude squelching and schlicking sounds echo through the alley as I absolutely ruin Jisoo's pristine pussy.
"Take it, you idol cumdump!" One hand tangled in her silky black hair to hold her in place. "I'll turn your slutty hole inside out on this dick!"
Jisoo squeals like a bitch in heat, hips bucking erratically to grind her drenched slit up and down my cock.
The concrete wall rattles from the sounds of flesh smacking flesh, the wet sloshing of her ruined pussy taking my brutal assault over and over.
One of the passersby stops to gawk at the depraved display, dick no doubt straining in their pants.
But I pay them no mind, focused solely on draining my heavy balls deep in Jisoo's spasming cunt.
My thrusts become wild and erratic, slamming repeatedly into Jisoo's sloppy, battered pussy with reckless abandon until I'm ready to unleash my pent up load.
With a throaty groan, I bury myself to the root inside the whimpering K-pop idol and start pumping thick, hot ropes of jizz straight into her convulsing, cream-filled womb.
"Nnnghhh...take this fucking seed, you dirty cumdump!" I grunt through gritted teeth, holding Jisoo's legs spread wide as I drain my balls inside her overused cunt.
As the last spurts of my load leak out around my softening cock, I unceremoniously drop Jisoo to the ground in a sweaty, creampied heap.
She mewls pathetically, makeup streaked and dress disheveled as my cum and her own juices gush out of her gaped, well-fucked pussy.
Zipping up, I pull some crumpled bills from my pocket and toss them dismissively at the thoroughly degraded starlet.
"Thanks for the business, slut," I sneer with a satisfied smirk before turning to exit the alley, leaving Jisoo a whimpering, defiled mess on the filthy ground behind me.
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⭐️Yandere Gojo x reader⭐️
Premise: You're so lonely, and your boyfriend isn't paying any attention to you, so you download an app to make friends. You meet the wrong guy (Gojo), and bad things happen.
Content warning: NON CON, Cheating, gn reader
MINORS DNI
"I'm busy right now and you know that. I told you not to call me!" The phone beeps and the call ends, leaving you alone in deafening silence. Your boyfriend has always been rough around the edges, but you love him despite his flaws. He has his moments that remind you why you like him so much. Lately, he's been busy with all sorts of things. Work, family, his hobbies. You live together, but he's always out. He doesn't even return at night sometimes. You understand he needs his alone time, but it's been so long since you've seen him. You called to ask if you could visit him at work and give him a little surprise. You baked him chocolate chip cookies! They're delicious and made with love. Tears prick your eyes as you toss your phone to the side. You're so lonely. You've never had many friends, just your boyfriend. Too many people just make you tired.
You pick up your phone and almost call him again out of reflex. You just wish you had someone to talk to again. You saw an advertisement for a popular friend making app awhile ago. You decide to download it because you don't have much to lose. search it up. You write a few things about yourself, add your favorite song as well as a few pictures of yourself. You cross your fingers, hoping not to match any creeps. You swipe right on a lot of girls aswell as guys. You stated in your bio that you're in a commited relationship to ward off any horny guys. Girls don't reply to you, much to your disappointment. You end up getting quite a lot of messages from flirty guys. The relationship warning seemed to have no affect at all.
Toji: How much for a pair of pantys?
Sukuna: (Sent a photo) *Blocked*
Todo: I know it grips. Please lemme hit
25 new messages!
Geez. It's only been an hour. These guys are like hungry raccoons and you feel like a can of cat food. You scroll through and see one that looks relatively innocent
Gojo: Hey :)
You: Hello!
Gojo: What's up? I saw that you have a cat! They're so cute! Also, you're gorgeous
You: Thank you! That's my lil baby right there
You and him quickly get along. Still no word from your boyfriend, you sigh, defeated. The cookies can wait. You tell him about your boyfriend and how you never see him that much anymore. Be seems to take interest in this and becomes quite upset that you're not treated with the love you deserve. You friendship goes on for a few days. He occasionally trys to flirt with you, but you quickly shut it down each time, politely asking him to respect your boundaries. His nickname for you is gorgeous and although it makes you a bit uncomfortable, it feels too good to hear for you to ask him to stop. He's your only friend at the moment so you really don't want to make him go away.
You: Still no reply from my boyfriend. I hope he's okay.
Gojo: What the fuck. If I had a girl like you, I'd never leave her alone. He's probably cheating
You: What? He'd never. He's not like that!
Gojo: Trust me, I'm a guy, I know. Just look at the way he treats you. You're such a sweet and polite doll and he's making you feel this way, neglecting you. He makes you feel like shit. This is abuse😡
You: Oh it's really not like that, he's really sweet!
Gojo: There you go again...I can treat you better. Just give me one chance. Nobody has to know. You can leave this abusive relationship.
You: We talked about this, I'm have a boyfriend and I love him. Don't say stuff like that, please
Gojo: I'm just sayin
You: Thank you tho, it's sweet that you care. Do you like cookies? I was saving these for my boyfriend, but he's too busy to receive them. They'll go to waste if they're not eaten
Gojo: YES. SEND THE COOKIES. You wanna come over tomorrow? I know you're free. Come to my place, we can watch movies and cuddle with cookies!
You: What!? I can't go over to a guy's house! That's weird! And cuddle!?
Gojo: Nono it's not. We're just friends. And your boyfriend doesn't have to know. It's not a big deal. I have some old wine we can drink. Pretty please
You: I don't drink tho. I'm not sure. I haven't known you for too long. What if you try to take my kidneys! :0
Gojo: Common..would I do that!?? Ridiculous. Don't over think it. Let's watch a scary movie. It'll be real scary. I can't watch it alone! Pleeeeaaase!!!
You: ...Ok...as long as its scary. I wouldn't want you to get too scared
You've never seen Gojo in person, but you're sort of desperate to keep him around as a friend. In his photos, his eyes are covered. You don't question why. You step off the bus at the address he texted you, cookie basket in hand. It's a tall, expensive looking condo. You walk into the nice building and spot him leaning against a wall you in the lobby. He's not what you expected at all. You've seen a pictures of him before, but he didn't look so large and intimidating. He's stupid tall and He practically towers over your frame. He crouches slightly and wraps his arms around you in a tight hug, surprising you with the sudden contact.
"Hey, (y/n)! It's nice to see you in person! You're so much more sexy up close." His voice as soft satin sheets and deep and melodic as a cat purring. He eyes you up and down, his eyes half lidded. He's snapped out of his trance when you stutter a confused thank you. You're gonna brush that flirt off as nothing. "Common, let's go." He takes your soft, smaller hand in his ridiculously big hand and leads you to a fancy elevator and sticks a key into a key hole, confusing you. Since when do elevators do that? "The 21sr floor is mine." The whole floor is his? Is he loaded?
The whole time, you're blushing and stuttering, overly shy and nervous. 'Play it cool,(y/n)!' Your mind is over heating and he thinks it's absolutely adorable. When you get to his floor, he closes the door and silently locks it behind him. He plops on the couch, spreads his long legs out and patts the spot next to him. "Common! Take a seat!" You gingerly take a seat a little too far for his liking so he loops an arm around your waist and pulls you closer. You jump a bit. "Oh don't be shy! I don't bite." The last part of his sentence stood out to you a bit, but you're not sure why.
He offers you a drink and you accept. He hands you a cup of soda. "The conjuring is a classic. I actually haven't seen it before so I thought we could watch it." With that, he presses play and the movie starts. You're both eating the cookies you made. "These are so fucking good. You made these?" He whispers and you nod. Your blushing cheeks are so cute. He's already eaten three. It's heartwarming. Halfway into the movie, he shuffles in his seat and surprises you by picking you up and placing you on his lap with ease. "Hey! What are you doing!?" You try to slide off, but he holds you in place. "Hey hey calm down, I'm not doing anything!" You stop thrashing, but don't stop struggling. "Oh yeah!? Let me off, you said no funny buissness!" You feel slightly tired for some reason. "I'm only trying to cuddle you better! If not for me, then for you. I bet you miss being cuddled. I know you already have a boyfriend so don't worry, there's nothing weird about it!" With that, you stop struggling, too worn out to argue. "...Mm ok." Near the end of the movie, he shifts slightly under you. "Gojo?" No response. You feel somthing hard under your ass. He starts to shift you back and fourth a bit. "Huh? Gojo?" He just keeps shifting you, holding your hips tightly. "Ow! You're squeezing me too tight. What are you doin-"
One of his hands snake up to your chest and cup your breast. The motion freezes you in place.
"I'm better than your stupid boyfriend. He's so ungreatful. I bet you also miss getting fucked, don't you?" It was more of a statement rather than a question.I can make you feel good, better than he ever did. God, you're so hot. This guy is such a loser for passing you up. I'd never be like him. I've been wanting for this since I first saw you. I know you think I'm attractive too. I see the way you eye me"
The hand holding down your hip moves between your thighs to cup your clit. You heart sinks into your stomach as the weight of the situation falls upon you. You have never felt more stupid in your entire life. Just as you suck in a breath to scream, the hand on your breast shoots up to cover your mouth, muffling any sound. You try to slsp his hands off, but your arms are a little weaker than before. All you could do was patt his arms and wiggle around, which he completely ignores.
"Ah ah-be good. I couldn't stop thinking of you. I've only known you for a bit, but that's enough for me." He grinds his clothed cock against your ass and groans in pleasure.
After a few minutes, he stands up with you in his arms and walks with you to his bedroom. He tosses you on his bed and immediately gets on top, holding you down with his hips as he removs his shirt. He looks down at your horrified face and licks his lips. He wastes no time in literally ripping your shirt and bra off. You hear the tear as it leaves you. With one hand, he roughly palms your chest and tweaks a nipple. He unzips his dark purple pants with his other hand, his swollen cock practically flying out and slamming down above your belly button. You gasp at the sight of it, the weight alone is hefty. Much like his entire self, it's big and scary.
Your eyes fill with tears and you do the only think you could. Your body can't possibly struggle and even if you could, he could easily over power you. "Please-please don't hurt me. Please don't do this to me!" He looks at you with sympathy in his eyes. "Shh it's ok. I'd never hurt you. I'm not like your stupid boyfriend. I'm gonna make you feel good. Then you'll be mine..I see that drug I have you fully kicked in." You pail at his words. It's over. You're not getting out of this one. You're going to be raped by this psychopath. You think of your poor boyfriend. You wish he could burst through the door and save you. His name bubbles from your mouth pathetically.
"Speaking of him." Gojo slides your phone out of your pocket and clicks around. First, he disables your location, then he raises your phone and takes a photo of you. He quickly sends it to himself and your boyfriend.
You: We're having a good time. Bet you're jealous
A few minutes of groping later, your boyfriend responds.
❤️Geto❤️: Absolutely not. You're both disgusting. I fucking knew you were whoring yourself. You got a big head because you think you're pretty. I was wondering why you were trying to look nice recently.
❤️Geto❤️: You're like a bitch in heat. You're just an easy, worthless whore. Glad I didn't waste too much on you.
❤️Geto❤️: Go fuck yourself. Or better yet, have some guy do it for free. Get aids and die, bitch. You have a day to pick up all your shit before I toss it.
(You've been blocked by this number)
Gojo turns the screen towards you and your eyes tear up as you read the texts. You have no idea how your boyfriend could have possibly interpreted your situation as consentual. It could be that you're not tied up and gagged, nor unconscious. As he said, he expected this from you. Either way, he obviously doesn't love you anymore. Tears pour down your cheeks. How could he? After all this time? To do this to you. You'd never cheat! Your heart shatters in your chest, suddenly feeling hollow.
Gojo chuckles and sets the phone to the side. He wipes your tears away with his thumb. "See? What did I tell you? He was never the one for you. I'd never say that to you, sweety. I'd never treat you like that. I just exposed him for what he is; a scum bag." He tugs your pants down and off your legs with ease, despite your light kicking. A large grin on his face as he does so
"You ready?" He positions his cock at your dry entrance and laughs. "Because I am." He shoves himself in, but only makes it three inches in before he hits a barrier and you gasp in pain and start thrashing your body. "P-please take it out. It-it hurts!" He's genuinely shocked. "Y-you're a virgin? Didn't you say you have a boyfriend?"
You wiggle a bit, trying to elevate some pain yourself before answering him.
"We never...you..know.." Your face burns with shame. His cock only seems to swell with more blood at the news.
He bursts out laughing. "This makes so much sense now! No wonder why you looked elsewhere to fulfill your needs. He doesn't want to fuck. Is he gay?Does his dick even work? Maybe he's not cheating. He didn't even fuck you once. I could tell how bad you wanted it, but your limp dick boyfriend wouldn't give you any. I'm glad to be the one to have your first time."
Your bloodshot eyes drift to the side. You don't want to admit that he was right. Every time you would try to start something with your boyfriend, he'd push you away. Your boyfriend really didn't have much of a labido, but you didn't look for friends to have sex with other men.
"I know it hurts, but you can take it. It'll go away. Just hold still...or struggle. I like a challenge." His words are evil, but his smile is so charming. He's like the devil. He pulls his cock out and thrusts in again, deeper than before, breaking your hymen and forcing the air to leave your body. He then pulls out and slams into you again, bottoming out. His cock is so big, you swear you could feel it in your stomach. You look down, eyes blown wide as you see an imprint of his cock in your lower abdomen. He lets out a loud moan and throws his head back. "You're so fucking tight." You put your hands on his chest, hoping that would be enough to keep him still. Wishful thinking. He just takes your smaller wrists in his large hands and leans over you, lodging himself deeper than he was before, cock assaulting your cervix, making your body jolt. You accidentally let out a pained cry that could be mistaken as a moan.
Gojo smiles, perfect white teeth on display "Oh, you like that?" He slams into that spot again and again, making your eyes roll into the back of your head, and your tongue rolls out of your mouth. Lewd sounds spill from your mouth with the occasional "No." "Please." and "Stop." Your sobbing dies down, not having any more tears to cry. You feel a tightening in your lower belly and curl your toes. "Nng G-Gojo!"
"Fuck yeah, say my name!" He pounds into your poor pussy with astonishing speed and strength. "Say you'll be my girlfriend. I can take care of you, I can love you. You'll never feel alone again."
Your face flushes red at his words. Those words are all you need to tip over the edge. You aren't sure if he meant it or not, but just the thought of being so loved takes you to cloud nine. A warm feeling washes over you and you cry out in pleasure. You want what he promised more than anything in the world. With your last braincell, you weigh your options. Nobody loves you, you have nowhere to go, no one to turn to and Your boyfriend kicked you out. "I...I'll be with you." What choice did you have? Be homeless?
The bashful look you give him sends shivers down his spine. He leanes down and gives you a tender kiss on the lips which you very hesitantly return, much to his enjoyment. His hot breath tickles your face as his hips hammer into you, forcing cute music from your mouth for him. Your cunt tightening impossibly around his thick mass. His pace becoming sloppy and before you could ask him to pull out, he shoves himself deep within you one last time. With a lewd moan he fills your tummy up with his seed. Your eyes cross at the warm, pleasurable sensation. The feeling of being filled up like a puff pastry, his hot creamy cum temporarly stupifying you. Your tummy now bloated by the sheer volume. He takes another picture.
He wasn't looking for a girlfriend, but how could he possibly deny himself such a sweet little thing. A sweet, doting, cookie baking girlfriend as cute as you comes as often as a shooting star. You'd do anything for the man you loved. Too wifey to pass up. Finders keepers. He's going to make sure that no one ever does to you what he just did to you. You're his now.
He rolls the two of you so he's spooning your back, your ass pressed against him, his cock still firmy lodged into your weeping cunt. He pulls the blanket up and the two of you fall asleep together. You pretty much pass out from the exhaustion.
The next morning, he drives you to your now x boyfriends appartment to collect your things. You and Gojo take the elevator to the apartment. He stays out of sight, but stays where he can hear you. You knock on the door and your Geto opens up. The smell of alcohol hits you and you gag. "Well if it isn't the slut. Get your shit."
He turns his back and begins to walk away, but you grab his arm and gently tug him toward you. "Please listen to me...he raped me...I didn't want to.. do any-" You were cut off by him shoving you to the ground roughly, your head knocking against the wall on your way down. You grunt in pain. "Don't you use that shit on me!" He shouts.
Tears fill your eyes as you scramble to collect your things and run out. Gojo is at the front door now, having heard the commotion. He steps in the apartment and grabs your shoulders.
"What's wrong? Did he touch you?"
"...I..hit my head." Your tiny voice is unconvincing.
"Take your things to the car. I'm just gonna have a quick chat with him." He pays your butt and you walk off with your things. Geto has been watching the interaction with clenched fists.
"You're the fuck that stole my girl. You can fucking have her and pass her around to whoever the fuck you want. For your information, that cunt tried to tell me you raped her, using you as her scape goat." Gojo can just barley understand the drunken shouting of your x boyfriend. Gojo smiles, the smugest of grins crossing his face.
"...That's because I did"
Geto froze in place, not believing his ears. His girlfriend..was actually just raped? And not only did he do absolutely nothing, but he kicked her out and hurt her?
"...What?" It wasn't really a question.
"Finders keepers. I have no clue why you're so upset. You didn't love her. She was so lonely when I found her. I wanted her so I took her. Make no mistake, she said no. Cried for you. You should feel like shit. Not believing your own sweet little girlfriend and then laying your hand on her in her time of need. I'm not even going to beat you for that, you'd treat yourself like a victim. Better luck next time though. Try satisfying your bitch before they're stolen. Thanks for the girlfriend." Gojo says, walking back to the car, Geto still too frozen in shock to react. He falls to his knees, clinching his head. Gojo meets you in the car, your things already in the back. He leans over to your side and gives you a passionate kiss on the lips, tongue diving into your mouth. Your face burns brightly and you cant help but kiss him back. You disconnect, a string of saliva connecting you to him. "So what do you want to eat, baby?"
The car drives off and you don't feel so bad about the situation anymore.
Fun fact: I got the idea to make this when I was lonely and my boyfriend (now x) wasn't paying attention to me so I downloaded an app to make friends and a guy I thought was my friend started being really pushy and I found out men are stupid dogs.
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This beautiful art belongs to @shkretart
Ok but riding Simon's face sounds heavenly
But this definitely is how Simon looks in my mind. I also like to think he comes home like this after a misson. He's not a fan of you seeing him in his mask anymore since he let you see his face the first time he wants you to know only him as Simon, your man. Not a machine on the field, just your Si
The door closes shut as Simon comes home from a mission. You're sitting on the couch waiting for him, hoping he'll be wearing his gear or at least eye black still..it gets you fucking going
"Hi hun... can't sleep?" He asks with concern while taking his shoes and gear off, leaving him in a muscle tee and jeans...oh and his eye black is on still...yess...he's walking over to you to give you a kiss "Mmm kinda but I wanted to see you when you got home" you look at him with hungry eyes he can tell too you need something
"Let me shower, sweet girl, and then we can do whatever.. yeah?" Simon asks while hovering over you, his hands gripping the back of the couch. "I can't wait anymore... want you now." You've been waiting for him all day... you sound so whiny
"Is someone needy?" he smirks while you stare up at him as he backs up and takes his shirt off. Teasing you, taking it off slowly. Once its off, you're grabbing his shoulders, pulling him close
Simon lays you on your back and hovers above you, kissing up and down your chest, pulling your shirt off too. You can't help but keep staring at him. The eye black makes his blue eyes stand out. "Si...please," you scratch your nails down his back in a plea
"What gotta tell me what you need...needy thing" he nips and licks your nipple. "Mmm, I want your...mouth"
"Oh, do you now... how do you want me, love?" He sits up, taking your pants and underwear off seeing the wet spot gathering
"I wanna ride your face...please." You push him gently on his back, making your way onto his lap. "Can I...please Si?". "Of course, been thinking about this pussy all day" he grabs, your thick thighs sitting you on his face
Immediately getting to work licking up from your entrance to your clit making you jolt up. "Get back here," his voice mumbled in your pussy his hands locking you tight to his face
Simon's tongue going back and forth over your clit. "Oh, mmm," you're grabbing onto his hair, looking down at his eyes. He looks so hot like this. He reaches up and smacks your ass, and you yelp out. "I see ya staring at me...like what you see?." he knows that you do he just wants to hear it from your lips "Fuck...yes I like..uhh" your words cut off
His tongue is getting faster across your clit. Your pussy is clenching around nothing. Simon knowing you knows you need more to cum. He gathers your slick before fingering you, getting you closer to your orgasm. His fingers curling up at your g spot. Simon's pumping his fingers at tapping rhythm...your eyes going cross
"I'm cumming...I'm uhh" your thighs clench around his head as he keeps licking you until he's satisfied. He pulls you into his lap. You can feel his dick straining against his jeans. His face is glistening from your wetness and his eye black messier then before
"So wanna come with me in the shower?" Simon asks, knowing you'll say yes, leading to round 2 and probably 3
#simon ghost riley smut#simon ghost riley#simon ghost riley fanfiction#ghost x reader#cod smut#simon riley smut#ghost x reader smut#ghost fanfiction
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Sweet Angel 👼
Part two:
Told y’all I had it somewhere 😒
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Her sobs were muffled by the pillow that laid under her head. She had been locked up in her room for the whole night and now it was the next day. She refused to eat, drink or do an anyhting and Chan and the boys were so mad at her they didn't care. Well Ofcourse they did but they wouldn't admit it. I.N was the only one that broke character. He fixed her a plate of food with a cup of juice and made his way up to her room where he knocked and waited.
Her voice was hoarse and her eyes were red. The eye bags hang on the bottom of her eyes looking heavy. She didn't want to talk to anyone. She refused too but I.N was as a stubborn as her and would not leave until he saw her eat.
"Go away," she mumbled when she had realized who it was.
"Open up, it's me. I'm not leaving until you do," I.N said stern but softly. He wanted to be tough but he couldn't. He wouldn't. He was a y aswell and he knew the struggles of not being understood.
"I don't want to talk to you,"
"Well I don't want to talk to you either but here I am, so open up," she debated for a bit before she slowly got up from her bed. Her body ached and her head was banging but she still managed to open the door with her shaky hands.
"Hey," I.N smiled, "I braught you some food, you haven't eaten for hours,"
"I'm not hungry," she spat.
"Well I didn't ask if you were, so here. Eat up," he handed her the plate of food and cup before encouraging her to take a bite.
"Who cooked?" She asked suprised at how good it was.
"I did, is it good? I know I'm not the best at-"
"Thank you I.N," she said softly.
"You're welcome," he felt content and happy now. He could go on with his day knowing he fed her, "I have practice now so I'll talk to you when I get home," he waved her goodbye and left.
She put the plate of food on the table and went back into her bed but she was soon interrupted by a knock on the door once again.
"Who is it?"
"Hey it's Yuna love, your tutor is here," it was her nanny's voice, "Chan says you have to come down for classes,"
"I'll be there in a bit," she replied and got out of bed. She then took a shower and got dressed into something comfortable and made her way downstairs. The tutor was sat in the study room. She really didn't want to be there but she had no choice. 5 hours of her day was going to be spent studying while the other hours were either for her to go for the extra curricular activities that Chan had signed her up for and today she had horse riding in the evening. Even she didn’t believe it.
It was only day 1/3 and Chan had already managed to keep her busy all day.
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"Do you have your boots?" Yuna asked her after locking up all the rooms and doors. Making sure she didn't leave anything on or opened.
"Yeah I do, can we just go already," she was tired and ready to go.
"Did you pack the bags of snack I made you?"
"Yes Yuna, I did, quit being so overprotective," Y/n laughed, "let's go and get it over with,"
"I know you don't wanna go or be there but atleast act like you care. Don't make Chan's name look bad,"
"Why do people care about his name so much? we have better things to care about," she rolled her eyes and sat in the front sit.
"Because if his name goes bad then you're removed from the best schools and you'll be sent off. So please pretend to atleast care,"
"Fine, whatever,"
When they arrived, she got her horse and started her practice off.
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"Hey aren't you Chan's little sister?" A squeaky voice asked from behind her. Y/n had just finished her rounds with her horse and she was brushing him up before she could lock him away.
"What does it matter to you?" Y/n asked obviously not in the mood continuing with her cleaning up.
"Oh she's fiesty," another voice commented. The voices were all so similar.
"Hey, aren’t you the one that got suspended for alchohol?" She looked up at the two girls. One had blonde hair while the other had black hair. They both were wearing their riding gear.
"Okay, can you guys fuck off?" Y/n snapped back at them. She was not in the mood to be conversing.
She had been bullied most of her life and when she moved to Korea the bullying got worse once they found out that she was linked to the boys some certain way.
Most girls either wanted to be friends with her because of them or the others completely despised and destroyed her because of it. She hadn’t told anyone about it and she was determined to keep that way.
"Jeez, what crawled up your ass today? Can't take a joke?" They jeered at her, "I honestly thought you would be studying or something...you know? Considering you’re like dumb or something,"
"What the fuck is your problem? Can you leave me alone?" She honestly didn't want problems and she was not looking to man-handle a bunch of blonde snobby kids.
"Ay, with all the money you have and all the attention you have from the boys, you sure do have a big mouth," the girl with tied up hair walked over to her, "we were only trying to be friendly,"
"Cool, thanks. Now go away," she flips them off before putting her stuff away in the bucket.
"Hey Eun, come look at this," she calls over her other friend who smirks and walks up to them.
"What's your horse's name?" Eun asked.
"That doesn't concern you for fucks sake can-" without warning something was thrown at her. Something squishy. Something she wished she could throw back if she wasn't so disgusted by it. Horse poop.
"Geuss they'll have to take the trash out you little shit," the girls spat at her as they turned and walked away giggling.
Y/n was mad. She was so mad tears started to form in her eyes. She wanted to beat their asses really bad but she knew the consequences to her actions.
**
"What happened?" Chan asked worried, “what’s that smell?”
All he got in response was the sound of her feet stomping against the floor then the door slamming. Leaving him and the boys clueless.
#skz imagines#skz comfort#skz x reader#skz angst#bangchan angst#bangchan x reader#bangchan fluff#hwang hyunjin x reader#hwang hyujin imagines#straykids x reader#stray kids angst#stray kids fanfic#stray kids scenarios#stray kids imagines#stray kids x y/n
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Welcome back home || Lucifer x f!reader
Summary: You find yourself eagerly awaiting Lucifer's arrival back home
Warnings: praise kink, rough sex
Word count: 750
Authors: Bear
A/N: I'm so happy to partake in this exhilarating Kinktober '23 Collaboration. My prompts were: praise kink & rough sex
Masterlist
"Welcome back home," you say, your voice breathless with excitement as you catch sight of Lucifer. He's beaming, swiftly kicking the door shut before pulling you close and claiming your lips in a passionate kiss.
Your anticipation for Lucifer's return is palpable, as you detest the solitude that accompanied his business absences. You crave his presence and the excitement it brings, making the moments apart feel like an eternity of isolation.
"You look absolutely stunning, Y/N," he whispers, his lips trailing down the side of your neck. "Exquisite. It fits you perfectly, doesn't it?"
You're adorned in the lingerie he thoughtfully sent you, and nothing else. It's a delicate ensemble of strappy lace that barely qualifies as panties, a matching bra, and a short silk robe. Even when he's away from Devildom, he still loves to spoil you. You pull back just enough to give him a little twirl, and his dark eyes devour every inch of your body with hungry desire.
He licks his lips sensually, wrapping his arms around you once more, his hands eagerly squeezing your enticing curves. Your entire being feels ablaze with desire. "Did you do as I asked?"
"Yes," you reply, your voice a sultry whisper.
"Really? For three whole weeks?" He teases, sliding a leg between yours, allowing you to rock your hips against his thigh. The heat between your bodies intensifies, and you can't help but fear you might leave a telltale wet spot on his impeccably fitted uniform pants. "You didn't make yourself cum?"
"I promise," you swear, trying to contain your excitement.
"That's my obedient girl," he grumbles. "Just give me a few minutes."
Lucifer's shower seems to be over in a flash, yet the minutes stretched into an agonizing eternity for you. The anticipation hang heavy in the air, making your heart race.
As soon as you hear the water cease, a surge of desire compells you to action. Your hand find its way between your thighs, fingers delicately tracing the path along your slick, heated pussy. You gasp. "Lucifer..."
The panties he had sent are far from ordinary; they are crotchless, leaving your pussy exposed and framed by their sensual lace. Every movement seems calculated to draw attention to the treasure concealed within, and you can't help but feel the excitement building inside you. The knowledge that he will soon walk through that door, catching you in this passionate act, send a shiver of excitement coursing through your body. With bated breath, you continue to explore your own desires, slowly succumbing to the intoxicating sensations that radiated from your wet, warm core.
And then, like a perfectly orchestrated moment, he appears, his intense black eyes immediately locking onto the very place where you were pleasuring yourself with a deliberate and sensual rhythm. He didn't bother with a towel, standing there completely naked, his dick rock hard, already leaking precum from the slit on his tip.
It's clear that he had missed you just as intensely as you had yearned for him. The electric chemistry in the room crackles, a magnetic pull drawing you both together.
“That’s my girl,“ he says, in a sinful low rasp. "Good, little girl."
He gently caresses himself, his own touches sending shivers down his spine. Slowly, he ascends the bed, his desire evident in every calculated move. Hooking his strong arms under your knees, he skillfully spreads your legs, granting him an unobstructed view of your eager pussy, clenching aroung nothing. The head of his throbbing cock brushes against your longing entrance, and an involuntary, passionate groan escapes your lips. “Is this what you want?” he asks, eyes dark as he looks down at you.
“Please,” you gasp. “Please, I was so good!”
“I know you were, princess,” he soothes, and fucks into you with one smooth thrust.
In the throes of passion, you can't help but moan, your body arching upward in anticipation. Your desire brings you to the brink, and you tremble with the intensity of it all. "Please," you gasp.
Lucifer engages in an unrelenting, rhythmic motion, his hips swaying back and forth with precision as he fully penetrates you. A series of subdued grunts escape his lips as he revels in the incredible sensation of your wetness enveloping around his throbbing cock.
"Oh, Lucifer!" You moan, yor head rolling back to the mattress.
“You can come, sweetheart,” he says, and you’re clenching around his dick, seeing white sparks of unbearable pleasure even before he says, “You earned it, my good, little pet.”
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Hungry Hungry Joel
Pairing: Reader x Joel Miller
Warnings: NSFW 18+ only, this whole one shot is smut and sex, some fingering, oral female receiving, sex, unprotected sex, p in v, rough sex, dirty talk, swear words
Summary: Joel is incredibly hungry and the only thing he wants to devour is you, and you look absolutely delicious
"Poor baby cat got your tongue?" Feeling him grin into your thigh as he plunged three fingers knuckle deep inside of you the scruff of his beard scratching along your skin.
"You're so wet."
Reaching out on either side of you gripping on the ends of the table. Your legs bent and spread wide for Joel’s hungry mouth listening to him devour you. Feeling your cheeks heating up at the sloshing sounds your pussy made around his fingers.
"Fuck sweetheart you're such a good girl for me." Groaning at the sight of you taking his rapid fingers wondering to himself how he lucked out finding a girl like you.
"Bet you wanna come all over my fingers sweetheart." He mused as his lips gently kissed your skin your legs shaking tempting to close around his head. "And my mouth."
"Jesus yes Joel."
Not exactly knowing what you were saying yes to but you were so needy you'd agree to anything he said. All you knew was that you wanted any part of him that you could get. Even if it was just his fingers or mouth or cock or hell even all three would be best.
"Please I wanna cum in your mouth.
"Fuck Y/N if only you could see how fucking hot you look." Groaning so deep as he watched in awe your pussy clenching around his fingers. "You look so pretty like this baby."
Biting your bottom lip between your teeth as one of your hands reached up to start playing with your breasts. Pinching your nipple between your thumb and pointer finger rolling it around making you gasp.
"Fuck you're so sensitive." Smirking with a playful chuckle as he massaged his middle and pointer finger around your clit your body jolting like an electric current went through you. "God I love you like this."
"Desperate to cum aren't you?" Mumbling against your folds as his tongue flicked back and forth against your clit whimpering loudly. "Fucking hell."
Joel made sure to keep a tight grip around your waist when you started rocking your hips back and forth. Squirming around in his hold from the feeling of his wiggling tongue to his thick fingers. You couldn't stop moving around you needed more, and wanted more.
"Wanna hear that pretty mouth talk to me." Whispering up as you as he watched your face grinding his hips against the air feeling himself becoming painfully hard he loved seeing you lose control like this.
"Tell me what you want Y/N."
"God fuck I want to cum around your fingers." Screaming as both your hands reached down to grip on his hair tugging so hard he literally growled around your clit. "Jesus fuck yes please."
His fingers pumping so fast into you your entire body was moving against the table. Mouth hanging wide open as little whimpers left your mouth. Eyes closed as you just imagined what he looked like under you. Mouth engulfing your entire pussy, and his fingers disappearing inside of you drenched in your arousal.
Your back starts arching off the table as your becomes overheated with pleasure. He's bringing you so close to the edge you feel like you're going to fall. Knowing his eyes are looking up at you pushing you to your release.
"I'm gonna wreck this sweet little pussy." Murmuring more to himself than you his lips attaching to your clit sucking so hard you can feel tears in the corners of your eyes placing your hands on the back of his head.
"Gonna have your pussy creaming all night."
Curling his fingers at the right angle making your legs tremble his hands moved to your knees keeping them from suffocating him not that he wouldn't mind that. In fact it made him feel powerful knowing the control he had over you.
"Let go for me sweetheart." His words made your entire body tingle as he sharply thrusted his fingers deep and stuck them there motioning his fingers in a come here. "You're safe baby let go pretty girl."
"Oh fuck shit shit shit yes oh god I'm cumming."
It hit you like a freight train as your entire body spasms on the table and his fingers and mouth don't stop pushing you through your orgasm.
A tear running down your cheek as your body felt like butter that was melted and being spread across a piece of bread. Your eyes felt so heavy as you tried to keep them open looking up into the ceiling staring up at the chandelier above you. Joel rubbing his hands up and down your legs in a soothing motion as you tried to catch your breath.
"Not done with you yet baby." He whispered as he kissed up your thighs and stood up his hands grabbing your sides as he tugged your body closer to him. "Told you I was gonna wreck this pussy."
Looking down to watch as he pushed his cock all the way deep inside you both of you groaning at the tight feeling. Your pussy being stretched by him as your hands grabbed onto his wrists waiting for him to move.
"Stretching your tight little pussy so good." Groaning as he moved his hips sharply back and forth watching your breasts bouncing licking his lips in lust.
"Fuck you feel so good around me sweetheart."
It was a reflex to start moving your hips towards him when he pushed forward. Looking up at him his eyes once so light were now darkened with hunger and oh boy was this man hungry for you. He craved you all the time and the only way to satisfy his hunger is by taking you hard.
"Taking it so well for me baby." Whispering as his eyes glanced down to his glistening cock your body shuddering underneath him.
"Fuck Joel just like that please fuck me so good." Whimpers falling out of your mouth as clawed at his wrists his thrusts were getting deeper and harder.
"Gonna fuck you like the little whore you are." Parting your lips at the name calling and you loved it loved when he talked to you like this but was still being gentle with you. "Such a cock hungry little thing for me."
Burying himself so deep inside of you a hand moving up your stomach to your breasts. Massaging the lump on your chest as your pussy would clench around him. Sliding that same hand to your throat his fingers wrapping around your neck making you gasp.
Arching your back off the table as he was ramming straight into your cervix. Cursing to yourself as you tried to meet his thrusts and keep up with him. Sweat forming on your lower back and feeling it move all the way down to your ass.
"You wanna cum baby?" Nodding feverishly knowing that you were on the edge again and you felt this one was going to be intense.
"Want to hear you say it Y/N."
"Please Joel I want to cum so badly I wanna cum all over your cock." Begging him as you stared deep into his eyes your cheeks felt like they were on fire. "God Joel I'm so close."
That was all he needed to hear as both his hands were back on your hips as he drilled so hard into you you were almost worried he was going to break you in half. Mouth wide open but no sounds were coming out the veins in his neck popping out as his chest and neck turned a slight shade of red.
"You look so cock drunk right now sweetheart." Stating out loud with amusement as he watched your body going limp under him.
Hitting that sweet spot over and over again making your vision become blurry. Your screams filled the room and that was the only motivation he needed to keep going. He was close just like you and he was determined for both of you to get there together.
"Cum for me baby." He whispered feeling your pussy clamp down on his cock. "Cum all over my cock baby."
Your entire body going limp as your orgasm had washed over you. Hands grabbing onto your legs as he kept pushing through groaning as his cock twitched inside of you a few more pumps inside of you was all he needed.
"Fuck fuck fuck."
Sneering through gritted teeth as his load squirted inside of you his hand reaching down to grip the base of his cock and pump until he fully released inside of you.
A drop of sweat rolling down the side of his neck as he tried to catch his breath. His hands massaging your legs in comfort as neither one of you spoke for a few minutes. Both of you staring at each other as you gave him a lazy smile.
"Well I'm not hungry anymore." He joked with a light slap on your thigh making you giggle.
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