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oh-my-damn · 2 months

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Pairing: Astarion x f!Tav/reader

Summary: You and Astarion spend the night together for the first time, but when he finds the concept of cuddling absolutely ludicrous, you finally start to crack the ice barrier that surrounds his heart.

Wordcount: 2400

Warnings: Smut (piv, unprotected sex, dirtytalk, explicit sexual descriptions), angst, fluff.

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The forest fills with the sound of skin slapping against each other, your mewling moans bouncing off the trees surrounding the clearing you're in.

Astarion's grunts are loud and animalistic, only getting more guttural the harder he fucks you.

"That's it," he groans, "Gods, there you go, tightening around me. You going to come for me again, you sweet, precious thing? Come on, give me one more and you're done, I promise."

You hiccup, your fingers digging into the forest floor under you. Your knees are sore from the position, your entire body jolting every time he pushes inside you. His size alone would be enough to send you spiraling over the edge, it aches in the best way inside you.

Your cheek is smushed in the grass as Astarion takes you from behind, his cold fingers digging into your hips each time he drags you back to take another of his forceful thrusts.

You cry out when his pace picks up, wailing loudly when cold, nimble fingers find their way to your sensitive button, circling the nerve in rapid succession.

"Come for me," Astarion growls into your ear, his firm body draped over your back as he ruts into you, "One more time and you're done, just need to feel it one more time. Come on, my sweet. Let go for me."

You cry out when your orgasm crashes into you, your walls spasming and clamping down on his cock as it spears you open. Astarion groans deeply, his hips stuttering and thrusts turning sloppy as he fucks you through your orgasm.

But your vice-like grip is too much for his resolve, his own release hurdling towards him. He grunts, a sound that turns into a whimper when he finally comes undone, pushing his hips against yours to bury himself as deep as possible inside you, his warm seed spilling against your walls.

He lets out a deep, satisfied sigh, briefly dropping his head on the back of your shoulder while you yourself let out raggedy breaths to steady the rapid beating of your heart.

He slowly moves back, doing his best to be gentle when he pulls out of you. You whimper quietly from sensitivity, collapsing onto the ground, your body flushed and warm from the entire ordeal.

Astarion slumps on the ground beside you, his crimson eyes watching you intently as you lie with your own closed, trying to catch your breath.

He carefully reaches out, letting his cold palm travel down your back to feel your warmth, momentarily cupping the flesh of your ass. But as quick as his touch is, as quickly he retrieves it, turning onto his back to look up at the sky above.

"That was wonderful, love," he says, his tone perfectly controlled, no longer affected by lust, "I hope I lived up to your expectations."

You don't fully process his words, still focusing on gaining your bearings after the three orgasms he just wrought out of your body. But then your eyes open when you hear stirring beside you.

"Oh.. You're not staying?"

Disappointment lace your words, watching how Astarion gets up, his back turned towards you. You take this fleeting moment to watch him, shifting to lay on your side while you study every curve and mark on his body. The arch in his back, the plumpness of his ass, how muscles move in his shoulders and arms when he stretches.

You try to ignore the curiosity building when you notice the intricate marks on his back, a feeling gnawing at your thoughts that whatever it is, it doesn't look like he enjoyed getting them.

Astarion chuckles shortly, tilting his head back to let the morning sun bathe his beautiful face, "What, looking for a cuddle?"

You hesitate at the question, your brows furrowing shortly. You figured a cuddle would have been almost fair to expect after what just transpired between the two of you, but perhaps you were wrong.

You glance down, suddenly feeling very exposed as you lie in the grass with nothing covering you, feeling a bit stupid for thinking this could have been anything more than carnal pleasure.

Astarion notices your silence which makes him look over his shoulder at you, his face softening slightly when he spots the expression on your face. The slight furrow of your brows, the way your bottom lip is protruding in a small pout, how your eyes are locked on the grass in front of you..

It makes his heart ache. Although he's unsure why that is, and he's not certain he wants to learn the answer.

But despite his better judgement, he turns around to face you.

"Apologies, darling. But cuddling isn't quite my forte."

Then he hesitates, lifting a brow while he studies the look on your face. He recognizes that look, and it worries him slightly, "However, you did enjoy yourself, didn't you? I.. satisfied you?"

His brows furrow slightly while he awaits your response, watching as you nod slowly. Your eyes lift to meet his, and he recognizes the vulnerability in them immediately, making his breath hitch quietly.

"Yeah, I did, of course.. It was nice – it was incredible, actually – but I just.."

He tilts his head, waiting for you to finish speaking, carefully taking in how your lips part when you let out a quiet breath.

"It felt like you weren't all there. And I'm not used to.. The lack of intimacy. That's new for me."

Astarion's brows raise in surprise, placing one hand on his hip, "Lack of intimacy? What on earth do you mean, my dear? I just spent all night buried inside you. How could there possibly be a lack of intimacy when we just spent hours being intimate?"

You blink in confusion, your brows pulling into a frown. You do your best to ignore his naked form, choosing instead to focus on his scarlet eyes, "Having sex doesn't equal being intimate."

He scoffs at your words, shaking his head as he lets out an amused chuckle, "No? What else on earth could it mean to be intimate, then? I thought this was what you wanted. A night full of audacious pleasure, isn't that what you came here for?"

Your eyes widen in alarm, and you quickly stand up to face him better, the both of you still naked as the day you were born.

"I.. I didn't just come here for carnal pleasure, Astarion. Do you think I just came here to use your body?"

Astarion's expression freezes in surprise, your words stunning him. You both stand there for a moment, watching each other, the look on his face telling you that he's trying to process your words. Then his stance changes, like a mask covering the true face of someone.

"Well of course, darling," he replies, gesturing with his right hand, "Isn't that what we all desire? Our fantasies lived out, fulfilled, pleasure consuming us. That's all we can truly hope for, isn't it?"

Your head tilts slightly as you stay quiet, choosing to watch his expression rather than reply. Is that what he truly thinks? Not just of you but of himself?

Your silence unnerves him, prompting him to speak again, "I gave you what you wanted, did I not? I made you come, more than once if I recall, I clearly satisfied you. I did what you wanted."

"What I wanted?" You take a step closer, your expression now laced in worry as you look at him, "What do you mean? Did you.. Did you just do it for me? Did you not want this?"

You immediately notice how his body language changes. His stance falters, and his expression falls slightly, clearly feeling visibly uncomfortable. Then his voice softens, those crimson eyes moving over your face slowly before finally connecting with yours.

"I.. I didn't know what I wanted was a matter you cared about."

"Astarion," you whisper, stepping forward once again, now close enough to reach out and touch him. Your eyes stay locked on his, but you refrain from reaching for him, "I would never want you to do anything you wouldn't want to do. I thought we both wanted this, I.. I thought you wanted to be with me. Did you not want any of this? Did you not enjoy yourself?"

He lets out a reluctant sigh, his gaze dropping to the ground, "I.. Yes.. Well, I did enjoy it, obviously." He glances up at you, his expression more vulnerable than you've ever seen since the two of you met, "But perhaps I did it more for your sake than my own."

You breathe in sharply, your expression now entirely worrisome, "I'm.. I'm sorry for making you feel like you had to do that."

He blinks in surprise, his lips parting but he doesn't get the chance to speak before you ramble on, "I'm so sorry, oh my gods.. I never meant to pressure you, I thought.. I really thought you wanted it as well, oh by Mysta's grace, how could I have been so wrong?"

You turn around, covering your face in your hands as you take deep breaths to try and keep the tears at bay at the realization that you basically forced yourself on him, your voice cracking, "I can't believe I did this."

Astarion stands there, dumbfounded for a moment, watching your back until he hears sniffles coming from you. His heart breaks a little inside, a feeling that is entirely unfamiliar after decades of feeling nothing but pain and hatred and despise. He steps closer, carefully reaching out to place his palm on your shoulder blade.

"Darling, it's all right, I'm-"

"It's not all right!" You exclaim in response, turning towards him with tears in your eyes, "I took advantage of you – I forced myself on you! I should have known you didn't want it! I should have been able to tell!"

He shakes his head, offering you a sad smile, "No sweet thing, truly you shouldn't. You couldn't have known. Hiding my wants and needs is something I have done for so long, it has become an art form. There's no way you could have known."

Your sad eyes look up at him, tiny sniffles leaving you, "What.. What do you mean?"

"What I mean is," he says, gentle hands sliding up your arms to comfort you, "Is that my body hasn't been my own for centuries. I forgot, I suppose, that I no longer have to do anything I do not truly desire. I just.. I wanted you to like me. I wanted you to want me to stick around, I wanted you to be willing to let me stay. I need your protection.."

He trails off, and you blink a few tears away as you watch him.

"Astarion, I would have wanted you to stay no matter what had happened tonight. I do like you, I did so even before this. I would never want you to.. To be with me like that if you didn't truly want it.."

"I did enjoy myself," he replies with a small smile, watching you intensely, "More than I expected to, even. I know you felt the.. Effect, you had on me. But the.. Motivation, of spending this time together, was perhaps skewered from what it should have been."

You nod in understanding, reaching up to brush a few tears off your cheek, "I understand.. I'm sorry you felt like you needed to do that.. You don't need to do anything you don't want to, with me. I just want you to be happy."

"Happy?" Astarion whispers, his gaze softening as he takes you in, "Do you mean that? You truly want me to be happy?"

You nod again, now finally tuning in to how his fingers are still gently caressing your arms, how his gaze looks soft, turning into something more.. adoring, than it has been in the past.

"I want you to have anything you want, I want you to be able to choose any life you want. I want you to be able to make your own choices and decisions."

Astarion smiles lovingly, reaching up to cup your cheek. The action takes you aback; this touch is gentler than you've been used to, it feels different than his touches did last night. His thumb strokes the apple of your cheek, while he leans down until his forehead rests against yours.

"I think I would like to try being happy."

You lean into him a little, your movements careful and gentle as you press your palms to his chest. You keep your voice a low whisper, "I want to help you find out what that means, for you. Whatever it is, I want to be there for you."

Astarion stays quiet for a beat, foreign emotions flooding him at your admission. It's been so long since anyone cared about him, cared about what he wanted. To hear those words coming from you shocks him most of all.

"Even though I tried to kill you when we first met?"

You let out a surprised chuckle, nodding, "Yes, even though you held me at knifepoint."

He chuckles with you, his eyes meeting yours when you tilt your head back to look up at him. Your smile is soft, gentle, and it makes something unfamiliar stir inside him.

Then those scarlet eyes of his trail down your naked form, making your skin heat all over again.

"You truly are a stunning creature, I hope you realize that. Even if my intentions weren't entirely pure, please do not think I did not want to be with you. It was a pleasure, to say the very least."

You let out a nervous chuckle, biting down on your bottom lip shyly when his eyes lift to meet yours again. Then you whisper, "Can I hold you?"

Astarion hesitates, his eyes searching yours uncertainly, but then he ultimately nods. You take a deep breath, his summery scent flooding you as you step into his personal space, pressing your naked front against his. You carefully wrap your arms around him, hugging him close, and he mirrors your action, his arms wrapping you close to him.

Your cheek rests against his chest while he buries his face in your neck, and as he breathes in deeply you whisper, "I promise to be there for you until the day you no longer need me."

His arms hug you a little tighter, almost desperately squeezing you when he whispers back, "I'm no longer sure if that'll ever happen."

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borathae · 9 months

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"Now that Jungkook can finally stay the night, you and he take advantage of it as many times as possible. Cuddles, snuggles and sweet kisses lull you to sleep. His hard cock filling up your pussy and his needy moans wake you again. "Don't tease please", he begs, knowing very well that begging is fruitless."

Pairing: Vampire!Jungkook x Witch!Reader

Genre: Vampire!AU, Magic!AU, established relationship!AU, polyamory!AU, Camping Trip!AU, Smut

Warnings: Yoongi & Tae get mentioned, sex in a camper van, sub!Jungkook, Dom!Reader, he calls her Mistress, needy!Jungkook, masochist!Jungkook, consensual free use kink (free use in this story = you can do whatever you want to me, whenever you want), consensual somnophilia, he fucks her pussy while she sleeps, use of lube, Koo has sensitive nipples, nipple play, he's got a big vampire dick, gentle choking, needy begging, dirty talk, praise (good babyboy!googie nation rise), degradation (he gets called slut), dumbification (m.receiving), he cries cause it's so good & he's so needy, she uses her magic to control his orgasms, edging for him, multiple orgasms for both, creampies, unnatural amounts of cum ;), she grinds her pussy against his cock, thigh riding until she cums, a little bit of anal fingering for her, cock slapping, she rides him, he can’t stop hugging her and touching her and kissing her :(, he needs so much aftercare, please protect this bean, they are in love and very kinky

Wordcount: 7.4k

a/n: This is Sanguis!Kookie & follows this smut. I am literally going to combust on the spot. I fucking need him so much. Enjoy besties, this is unhinged 💗

The sun is shining into the camper van. The blinds are still drawn closed, which results in the light to enter the room in small golden streaks. The ocean sings its daily songs. Last night when Jungkook woke you with his lips wrapped around your nipple, it was silent as it slept. It is awake again, now filling the nice silence with the rushing of waves and the occasional call of a seagull. The chatter of people ebbs and flows as, outside, fellow campers pass your van on their way to the beach. Their conversations are unintelligible to you.

Jungkook is moaning above you. It is gentle and quiet and equals little whimpers more than anything else.

You need a few seconds to conceptualise what is happening to you, but once you do, you feel charged in pleasure instantly. Jungkook is rocking himself into you, filling you up with his warm, hard cock. He actually made good on the promise he made last night and is now using your pussy to masturbate his sensitive dick. From how sensitive you feel yourself and by how raggedy he breathes, he must have been going at it for quite a while. The sheets under your butt are soaked and in the deepest pit of your stomach, you feel a constant warm pressure threatening to burst.

You open your eyes, expecting to meet his gaze but being surprised by what you find. He has his eyes closed. His curly hair is sticking to his damp face, his brows are furrowed and his pouty lips are parted. The golden sunlight falsifies his skin tone, turning his naturally pale vampire skin a healthy human colour. He is glowing, not only as if sunlight kissed him, but also his cheeks are flushed. Pinker than the rest of his face. Cute. So immensely pretty.

You stay silent as you enjoy the view. You don’t want to soil this moment by making yourself known. Jungkook should continue to exist in the blissful embrace of thinking that you are still asleep.

He is propped up on his hands. They rest a little above your head and dimple the pillow. His muscles are tensed, the veins in his lower arms are swollen. You fight every urge inside of you not to feel him up, to trace his veins and touch his hardened muscles. Not yet. He needs to be blissfully unaware longer. He feels so good when he is, rocking into you slowly and deeply. Being deep is honestly rather easy with his impressive length. You really can’t get enough of how he feels, how he fills you up and how he never hurts because he fits you as if he was made for you.

His nipples call your attention next. He has the daintiest, little nipples. Darker in colour and incredibly pretty. They aren’t swollen right now, but they could be with just one touch. Truly, he is so pretty. And to think how sensitive they are.

You knew what you were doing last night. You knew that sucking on them would get him needy. You don’t know why you did it because you were this close to falling asleep again, but you really wanted to do it. Maybe you enjoy scrambling the thoughts of your lovers. It feels so good to know that you can turn them from intelligent, well put together men to stuttering, begging messes within seconds if only you touch them right. They are all the same. Taehyung with his sensitive thighs, Yoongi with his sensitive neck and Jungkook with his sensitive nipples. It’s so easy to turn them into messes.

Maybe that is why you did it last night. Because you love to drive them so mad in lust that they stop thinking rationally and instead act instinctively. The sex always feels especially good when they do.

You don’t touch his nipples even if you want to. Not yet. Jungkook shouldn’t be aware of you yet.

You shift your head a little. Just a little in order not to call his attention. Jungkook doesn’t notice it, he is too lost in you.

You can’t see a lot from the position, but you try to look at his tummy next. Only glimpses of it meet your eyes. His hard-earned abs tense and relax with the smooth movements of his hips. On any other day, you would have reached down there and felt him up. Not yet.

Your eyes flit up again. He still isn’t looking, but scrunches his nose up. His head is tilted back the slightest bit, revealing his throat to your eyes. Glistening in a slight layer of sweat and skin vast of any sorts of marks. Not that marks stay on their bodies for long, but it’s still a tragedy that his throat looks so empty.

Not yet.

Jungkook moans and shudders above you. His cock fills you up deeper and forces you to almost make a sound. You widen your eyes, biting down the moan threatening to escape as your toes curl in bliss. Jungkook repeats the motion. The same feeling courses through your body as before. Hot and addicting. He does it again and by now, you realised that he picked up a new tempo. Deeper than before and needier. Judging by how hard he tries not to be loud, he is getting closer, making it harder and harder for you to stay silent as well. All you want to do is moan.

Perhaps you have to make yourself known. It’s too good to handle.

You lift your hands to his nipples and rub them.

“Holy fuck, ah”, Jungkook gasps and collapses to his elbows. His face falls against the crook of your neck, his cock covers your walls in spurts of his hot pleasure, “holy fuck.”

“Good morning”, you rasp, pinching and rolling his nipples between your fingers.

“You’re making me cum”, he whimpers. It’s been too long since he started. This was his last straw, “holy fuck, honey”, he moans and shakes.

“Oh?” you let out and giggle, hugging him against you as he empties his heavy balls inside you, “what a way to start the day. Does that feel nice, baby? Mhm?”

“Yeaah”, Jungkook keens, shaking in your arms.

“That’s it baby. I’m sorry. I surprised you quite a bit, didn’t I? But that’s okay, baby. Enjoy yourself, just enjoy yourself my honey”, you talk him through it, helping him ride out the surprise high by rolling your hips up against him. Your heart is racing like crazy. This is the cutest, yet hottest thing he ever did.

It feels heavenly to you to be filled like that. His cum is so warm and his cock so hard. It feels nice to be filled with him.

Jungkook comes down with a shudder of his limbs, dropping atop of you with a loud squeak. He shivers, squeaking out little noises. His cock is still rockhard, throbbing inside you as he recovers. You soothe him with back scratches and a slow scalp massage, enjoying the warm scent he radiates.

“Good morning indeed, mhm?” you whisper.

“I’m sorry”, he croaks, breathing heavily.

“For what?”

“I didn’t mean to cum already. That was so embarrassing.”

“It wasn’t. You were perfect”, you say and giggle, “although I gotta admit, it’s a little funny to think that the second I wake up you have to nut.”

Jungkook lets out a breathy laugh, “yeah uh”, he lifts his head, blushing like crazy, “fuck”, he laughs.

“You’re cute, Kookie”, you say, cupping his face.

He closes his eyes, leaning into your embrace. He smiles prettily.

“I do gotta say though. You’re bold as fuck. You really just used my pussy to jerk off huh?”

“Mhm?”

“I woke up to you jerking off with my pussy as if you’re a dumb, needy animal. What kind of imagine does that make Kookie, hm?”

He opens eyes, pouting at you, “I needy one?” he asks cutely.

“Exactly. So needy.”

Jungkook widens his eyes cutely “I, I only did it because you told me last night that I can fuck your pussy.”

You smile, tracing his cupids bows, “mhhm, did I?”

“Y-yes.”

“Interesting. I can’t remember that I did”, you coo and pinch his cheeks.

“Ah aha, don’t”, Jungkook giggles, bucking his hips into you in a needy reaction. It feels so good, but teasing him feels even better. You stop his hips, speaking in a soft yet demanding voice.

“Get off of me, Kook.”

“What?”

“Get off of me. Now.”

Jungkook follows your orders instantly.

“I’m, I’m sorry”, he stutters, tearing up because he thinks that he messed up. That he did something you didn’t want to do.

You sit up and take him by his shoulders to guide him. He falls against the headboard, looking at you with glassy eyes.

“I’m so sorry”, he chokes out.

“Don’t apologise baby, you did nothing wrong”, you assure him, smoothing over his cheeks, “well”, you smirk darkly, “you did. You’re such a needy, little boy, aren’t you? Look at the mess you made”, you say, running your fingers through your creampied pussy, “so messy.”

Jungkook gulps, widening his eyes cutely. He finally understands what is happening. You aren’t mad at him, you are just being your perfect self. This is all an act. A part of the sex he started. You are so into this right now. He pouts, tears roll down his cheeks.

“I didn’t think that you would take my offer and yet you did. You are such a needy slut, Kookie. Do you really only think with your cock, hm?”

Jungkook sobs and nods his head, squeezing his eyes shut.

“I’m such a dumb slut”, he chokes out and sobs, “I’m sorry Mistress, all I do is think with my cock.”

“Of course you do. That’s all you do, you cute, pretty slut”, you say, sitting down on his lap right under his cock. You smear his cum everywhere, using it to grind your clit against his muscular thigh. The sensation makes your body burn up.

Jungkook opens his eyes and whimpers, grabbing your hips.

“Please”, he begs, trying to tug you onto his cock.

“No touching”, you say, taking his wrists to guide them behind his back.

Like this, your faces are so close that with only one tilt of your head, you would kiss him. He is gazing at you, eyes racing between yours and sparkling like crazy.

“I want you to keep your hands behind your back. Can you do that for me or are you dumb enough to fail?”

“I wanna try”, he whispers, “please?”

“You’re such a good boy, so good for me”, you praise, “clean.”

You press your cum slickened fingers against his lips. Jungkook opens up and takes you inside, sucking on your digits as his good boy eyes gaze up at you.

“There we go. Are you yummy mhm? Do you like how you taste?”

He nods his head, moaning needily and tensing his thighs.

“Kook”, you sigh, eyelids fluttering, “Koo, I’m…my pussy’s sensitive. Keep…yeah, keep doing that.”

He moans, sucks and tenses his thigh. It flinches and shakes under your pussy. You glide over his smooth skin, electricity shoots through your veins.

“Fuck”, you sigh, dropping against Jungkook’s strong chest. Like this, you forget all about your fingers in his mouth which results in your hand slipping down and your fingers tugging his jaw down with them.

Jungkook shakes his head free, resulting in your hand falling around his throat gently.

Your forehead is resting against his shoulder, your back is bent so you are more comfortable and your pussy is dripping down his sculpted thighs.

Although he promised to be your good boy, Jungkook puts his arms to the front. He needs to touch you. That’s all he wants to do. Touch you, hug you, feel you as you moan in his arms. He wanted to do those things for years and now that he finally can, he doesn’t want to stop doing them.

“Holy fuck, that’s good. Fuck, that’s so good”, you moan, scratching his scalp as you continue to twist and relax your fingers in his hair.

Jungkook cuddles closer, kissing your neck as best as possible.

“That’s so good, oh god Kook”, you shudder, circling your clit against him quickly, “holy fuck.”

“I’m here”, he whispers, slipping his right hand to your butt while his left arm still hugs you close. His fingers dip between your buttocks, picking up the remnants of his cum so he can spread it on your hole.

“Baby”, you groan, tensing up for just one second before you shudder and moan shakily. Your hips speed up afterwards, your fingers squeeze around his throat, “don’t stop baby, please don’t stop.”

Jungkook moans, enjoying you with his eyes closed. This is paradise to him. He continues to move his pointer and middle finger against your hole, massaging it with just enough pressure that you feel it deep inside you. He doesn’t even have to slip in and yet you feel stuffed with him.

“So good…”

Your clit is burning. That’s how it feels to hump his sculpted thigh. Hot. So incredibly hot. You can’t take much more.

“I’m gonna cum like this”, you choke out, resorting to moaning afterwards.

“Don’t hold back, please”, he begs, hugging you closer. He presses down on your hole and slips inside to his first knuckle.

“Ah”, you wail and orgasm instantly. If there is one thing that will always break you it’s when they introduce something new to the sex. Just like Jungkook with his nipples, all it took for you right now, was for Jungkook to breach your hole.

You shake and tremble, covering his thigh in your orgasm as you feel in goddamn paradise.

“Holy f-fuck, holy shit, Kook”, you moan, hugging him tightly.

“Don’t stop, please don’t stop”, Jungkook begs, holding you through your high as his cock aches for your warmth again.

You shake two more times and then drop. A little grumble of utter ruin leaves you, your fingers slip from his throat.

Jungkook slips his fingers out and caresses your buttocks instead. Your pussy throbs on his thigh rhythmically. Like a heartbeat. He knows that these are the aftermaths of your intense high. You are panting like crazy too.

“A good morning, huh?” he jokes.

“Yeah hah”, you laugh breathily, lifting your head, “fuck.”

Your face is glowing from sweat and the golden light, your eyes are sparkling. Jungkook feels short of breath at the view. This is you. This right here is you. The truest you and he can look at you without wanting to rip you apart. Holy fuck.

He cups your cheeks, running his thumbs over your skin. His tummy flutters when your first reaction to his touch is to lean into him and give him a droopy smile.

“You are so beautiful”, he says.

“You are beautiful too, Kookie.”

“I want more”, he confesses and tries to tug you closer to his cock, “please don’t let this end yet.”

“I don’t want this to end either”, you say, chasing him. You lift yourself, pressing your warm pussy against his cock as you go in for a kiss.

Jungkook whimpers, closing his strong arms around your lower waist and pressing you against him that way. He has to crane his neck to reach you, but he doesn’t mind. There is nothing better than to look up at you, to lift his head for you. You deserve that. You are his beautiful goddess and all you deserve is to be gazed upon. To be kissed and held and cherished.

You move your hips slowly, grinding your clit against his cock without slipping in. Just warmth, pressure and connection. It’s enough to make Jungkook moan into the kiss. Slow and gently you kiss him, sucking on his tongue because he tastes so good and moans so sweetly.

You are still incredibly sensitive from your first high. His cock feels like the sweetest torture against your clit. A torture you can’t get enough of and which has you chasing him with eager, needy movements.

Jungkook breaks the kiss, “okay, fuck. You gotta slow down”, he sounds out of breath, his thighs are shaking beneath you.

“Why?” you ask, rutting against him with your arms hooked behind his head and your fingers deep in his hair.

“I’m gonna cum”, he mewls and moans, tilting his head back and parting his lips. He squeezes your waist, throbbing against your clit.

“Already?”

“I love you.”

“Yeah?” you giggle, “that’s why you’re close?”

“Yeah”, his eyes tear up, he pulls you closer.

“You’re cute”, you sigh, running your fingers through his hair “so cute”, you whisper, circling your clit right on his frenulum.

“Oh mhmgng”, he presses out, widening his eyes at you.

“So cute baby, so cute and so dumb.”

You can watch how his thoughts leave his brain, how utter emptiness fills his mind and how he becomes nothing but yours. You have to giggle and caress his cheeks. You press your pussy closer, resulting in his cock digging into his tummy and for your clit to feel charged in pleasure.

“So dumb and cute, my little slut”, you coo.

“Please slow”, he begs, spilling tears, “I’m gonna cum, please.”

“Mhm, what a shame”, you say, lifting yourself and dropping back onto his lap. You continue rutting against him, using his thigh instead of his cock.

“Please”, Jungkook mewls, now whining about being edged. He tries to sit up and chase you, but you take him by his shoulders and position him back against the headboard. He lets it happen with a moan, dropping his head against the window right above it as he is unable to open his eyes. He is so dizzy. You made him your dumb, pretty slut and however hard he tries, he won’t be able to escape until you free him again.

“Comfy?” you ask him again.

“No”, he croaks.

“No?”

“Want your pussy.”

“My pussy, hah”, you chuckle, “didn’t you whine about being too close?”

“I lied.”

“Sure you did”, you chuckle, “you’re being a greedy slut right now, aren’t you?”

Jungkook whimpers, “yeah”, he squeaks, arching into your touch.

“Of course you are. Just fucking look at your cock”, you say, placing your hands on his tummy right next to his cock. The touch is so heavy, leaving him to gasp for air.

“Please”, he begs for your hands, but you ignore him.

“You’re so wet, look at you. All sticky and messy”, you rasp, running your thumbs through his dark pubes. They are soaked in his own cum and your wetness. They feel so soft against your skin, “did you use lube when you fucked me?”

“Yeah. I, I didn’t want you to hurt so, so I used lube.”

“You did, wow”, you click your tongue, “even if you knew that you needed to use lube you didn’t stop, mhm? Is your cock really all that controls you, huh?”

He throbs, leaking new slick. The pretty little pearl runs down along his swollen vein and gathers on the base.

“Of course it is. Look at how wet you get when I talk about it”, you tease and grab him by his base. You slap his cock.

Jungkook cries out and arches off the headboard. His thighs squirm under your pussy, rubbing right against your clit. The sensation feels like fucking paradise.

“So dumb, you’re so dumb”, you taunt, spanking his cock again.

Jungkook bucks his hips up, almost throwing you off his lap because of it. He wails so sweetly, gripping your thighs because all he wants to do is hold you. He expected anything but this.

He fucked your pussy for quite a while before you woke. It started with him waking up to you being his little spoon and your naked butt pressing right against his bared cock. The mess of last night was still sticking to your bodies, enabling Jungkook to rub his cock against you without any kind of struggle. It wasn’t long until he was hard and just as needy as he was last night. Maybe he was even needier because your words of last night kept repeating in his head.

“I can’t wait to wake up to your cock stuffed in me tomorrow”, you told him last night and ever since then, it has haunted him.

So Jungkook began humping you, trying to get you to wake up, but you were slumbering too deeply. So he tried something else. He tried to suck your nipples again, burying three of his long fingers in your warm pussy and massaging your clit. All it did was make you wetter and sigh in your sleep. So he tried to get rid of his desperation by humping your thigh, but this only made it worse. He tried to grind his cock against your clit next, but that didn’t wake you and made him so horny that he felt like crying. Nothing helped and the ache between Jungkook’s legs became unbearable. So he grabbed some lube, rubbed it all over his fully grown cock and then filled your pussy with his length. You felt like heaven around him and Jungkook began rocking himself into you in the slowest movements he ever made. If he hadn’t, he probably would have lost himself within seconds. The slow movements were nice, Jungkook never felt as close to you as he did when he fucked you this morning. They were nice, but they also kept him on the constant border to climax.

The one he had before didn’t help. It just made it worse. The ache for you is unbearable. Which meant his cock was this close to bursting right now and your spanks were the last sparks needed to ignite the flame.

“I’m cumming”, he chokes out, fucking the air aggressively.

“No”, you say, squeezing around his base. It tingles where you touch him. Jungkook knows you are preventing his cock from cumming with a little bit of help from your magic.

“No”, he keens, writhing painfully, “please don’t do this to me, please.” It hurts so much. He wants to cum, but he can’t. Oh god, it hurts so much.

“Why not? It’s the least I can do to you for being such a slut”, you taunt him. The pressure around his base stops, instead you press his cock against his tummy and connect your pussy with it. In smooth rolls of your hips, you grind against him, sending his body down a spiral of unbearable pleasure.

“Please slow, please slow, please slow”, he begs.

“I am slow”, you tell him, holding onto his shoulders as you grind against his heavy cock, “I’m barely even moving.”

“It’s too much”, Jungkook mewls and sobs, “I wanna cum.”

“Stop whining.”

“Don’t tease, please”, he begs, bucking his hips up, “oh fuck, that was too much”, he begins whining, pouting as he does. He writhes as he talks, “please don’t go so fast, please Mistress please.”

“Do I have to force you to stop being such a slut, mhm?” you spit and grab his chin, “look at me.”

Jungkook peels his eyes open. The sweetest tears roll down his face and soil your fingers. Your hips still move against him, grinding your swollen clit against his burning cockhead. You are dripping all over him, your pulse is racing in your pussy. Jungkook can feel everything and it makes him want to pass out from how good it feels.

“Do I actually have to use magic on you to get you to stop being so sensitive, huh?”

“Can you do t-that?”

“I can do unspeakable things to you if I wanted to, Kookie.”

“Oh god”, he mewls, presenting his throat to you, “please do whatever you want to me, I-I’m free use.”

“Mhm, so needy”, you taunt, “fine, if you’re asking for it like such a slut”, you say and lean down to kiss his forehead. Jungkook knows that the kiss was magic. Not only because it really comforted him, but also because he felt unbearable pressure building in his stomach once your lips touched his skin.

He mewls and writhes, fighting the feeling with minimal effort. He wants to cum and yet can’t. The pressure in his tummy is too much and yet he can’t let go.

“Please”, he begs, “please, oh god please.”

“There we go”, you say, lifting your head. You smooth over his forehead, caressing his cheeks afterwards, “how is that feeling, mhm?”

“A, a lot. There, there is so much pressure in my tummy and, and my legs feel so, so weak”, he stutters.

“Yeah? That’s the magic, babyboy”, you explain, “is it too much?”

“I don’t know yet”, he says, spilling tears, “please don’t let go.”

“I won’t, baby. Now that I can use your pretty, little cock to get off, I won’t hold back”, you say, moving your hips against his cock.

Jungkook can feel everything. The magic doesn’t reduce the pleasure you give him, it simply prevents his body from falling over the edge. Your wet pussy grinds right against his swollen cockhead and all he can do is take it and spill tears.

“How’s that? Is the magic too much?”

“I don’t know, I don’t fucking know”, he sobs, “please don’t ask me that, I don’t know”, he wails, pressing his eyes closed.

“I’m just asking to make sure you’re not pushing yourself too much. Yeah? You’re such a dumb little slut that sometimes you go too far, wouldn’t you agree?”

“Yes”, he moans, “it’s not too much. I can’t cum, I don’t know what to do.”

“You don’t have to do anything. You just gotta be a good boy and let me use your cock like you used my pussy. It’s only fair, wouldn’t you say?”

He nods his head vigorously.

“Good. Now relax”, you say, pushing his head back and speeding up your hips.

Jungkook returns to his most natural state, moaning and sobbing just for you as his body writhes underneath you. His eyes are squeezed shut, his cheeks flushed and his pretty lips pouted in bliss. He looks so content with the situation. Content, but also utterly ruined. His arms keep tensing, clearly fighting the urge to squeeze you strongly.

You run your hands to his biceps and squeeze them softly. Tense just how you thought. Your clit throbs against his cock.

“Fuck, I want you so bad”, you moan, giving in to your urges and lifting yourself just so you can sink down on his cock.

“Ah”, Jungkook gets out, chasing you by sitting up straight. He was so lost in the feeling of your wet clit grinding against his cock that he didn’t even realise that you were taking him back in.

“Relax”, you whisper, pushing him back down gently. His head does a thun as it hits the window again.

“Holy fuck”, he croaks, “holy fuck please let me cum, please.”

“Not yet”, you say and begin bouncing on him.

“Ah!” Jungkook moans, arching his back, “ah! ah! ah!”

He can’t do much more than make noises. There are only a few better things than having you ride him. Jungkook loves fucking you. He loves to control the tempo and movement and how you writhe and moan in reaction. He fucking loves it. But there is something especially heavenly about having you bounce on him.

To be at your mercy, to take what you give him and to be reduced to a pretty cock to bounce on. Jungkook lives for the feeling of it, begging you to continue in a shaky voice.

“That’s it, holy fuck that’s it”, you moan, pressing yourself closer with one single goal in mind. Cum on his cock. Your naked tits press against his sculpted chest. His body heat mixes with yours, forcing layers of sweat to cover your skins. It’s an addicting sensation. To be so close and warm and sweaty with him as your bodies connect in harsh bounces. It’s addicting.

“I wanna cum”, Jungkook sobs, fighting the spell, “this is torture, it hurts so much.”

“Say the word and I’ll stop, you know you can stop this baby”, you pant, hugging him tighter against you. You need his stomach to grind against your clit. His cock is so deep inside you. You possibly couldn’t take all of him and yet he still feels as if he is going to rearrange your insides. You’re so goddamn addicted to that feeling.

“Don’t stop”, Jungkook doesn’t say the word. He begs for more. Burying his face in the crook of your neck and going hazy at your scent, he begs for more. He wraps his arms around you, squeezing you desperately.

“I won’t, baby I won’t. You feel so good, you have no idea”, you choke out and moan loudly. You bury your fingers in his damp curls, pulling him closer this way. You need him so bad. Nobody knows just how bad you need him. You weren’t able to be like this with him for years. He would have ripped you apart before that, hurt you, even killed you. You had to hold back, he had to be restrained and muffled, people had to step in between whenever you grew too close. Two lovers forbidden from connecting in the most addicting of ways because otherwise you would have ended up dead. Two lovers now finally alone and able to find each other without the fear of being separated again. Nobody truly understands how much you want him. How much this morning means to you.

“You feel so good”, you moan, “Kookie, you feel so good.”

“Please don’t stop”, he begs.

You knew that this trip wouldn’t be very productive. That you would spend most of it in your camper van while outside the weather was nice. It would have been a shocking surprise if you didn’t use the newfound freedom exploring each other every waking second. Perhaps this is even why you went on this trip in the first place. To fuck without restraints. Living with the others in your big, spacious castle was nice, but sometimes it feels better to know that you have true privacy. That everyone who can hear your blissful moans was a stranger, who will never get to know you.

It’s just you and him in a sea of strangers and that shit makes you want to ride him even harder.

“I love you”, you pant, “I love you so fucking much.”

“I love you too. Ah please”, Jungkook mewls, drooling all over your shoulder. His toes curl, his thighs tremble. He can’t let go even if he needs to. Jungkook feels this close to passing out.

“I’m fucking cumming”, you moan, convulsing on top of him without stopping your movements, “holy fuck, holy fucking fuck Kook. Oh god.”

This is what happens when you get your hands on him. You get so goddamn greedy that you keep fucking yourself stupid while your body shakes uncontrollably. Your clit throbs against his tummy and your pussy convulses around his huge cock and yet you can’t stop. You don’t want to stop.

“Please”, Jungkook sobs, “please, please I wanna cum, please.”

“Not yet, I’m not done”, you croak, lifting your head to stare at him. His hair is just as messy and wet as yours is. You are fucking so hard that it’s hard not to sweat. It’s hot. He looks so good when his skin glistens. He thinks the same about you, looking up at you with teary eyes and his cock throbbing deep inside you. The connection burns him alive. To share such a messy, private state with you in this golden lit, warm room feels like a dream to him. He tugs on your hips.

“Please I wanna cum in you”, he begs.

“And get all sensitive? You’re better off like this.”

“No, I’m not”, he whimpers, giving you puppy eyes.

“Say the word, Kookie. One word and I’ll lift the spell.”

Jungkook sobs, squeezing his eyes shut.

“Kiss me. Please”, he pleads.

“Fuck, Kook. I want you so bad”, you say, squishing his face as you pull him into a kiss. Sloppy tongues and deep moans. You kiss each other as if this was the last moment on earth.

You sink down on him more. He stretched you well enough that it feels possible now. One more inch. Two more inches. The last inch and your ass connects with his meaty thighs. The impact is audible. Skin slaps against skin, your pussy squelches now that your mixed pleasure gets spread all over his lap.

Jungkook moans into the kiss. You swallow his sounds and press yourself closer. All he should do is kiss you and give you his big cock. You bounce on him, circling your hips to make sure that not even an inch of you misses out on the ecstatic feeling of being stuffed by him. Jungkook whimpers into the kiss and tugs on your hips again. He wants to both hug you as he loves you like crazy, but he also wants to grip your hips and force them to slow down. He signed a devil’s contract when he allowed you to use magic on him. The pressure in his tummy has become so huge that his legs feel numb. He swears his balls grew twice their size by now, he can’t even comfortably close his legs anymore because it would crush his balls. He begs his body to be stronger than your spell. To cum. To please release him of this pressure. But he can’t. He is at your mercy and it hurts so goddamn wonderfully.

He breaks the kiss just as you break it. He wanted to beg for mercy, but you interrupted him with a high-pitched moan.

“Kookie, this is making me cum”, you confess, rubbing yourself against his abs while his veiny cock was grinding against your g-spot.

“Don’t stop”, he begs, wanting nothing more than your high, “please don’t stop”, he begs even if his cock feels like bursting. The pressure spreads to his upper tummy as well. Jungkook never tensed his abs as much as he has to right now. But he has to stay strong. You are going to cum and this is more important than finding his own release.

“Oh god, Kookie, oh god”, you drop your face into the crook of his neck, “oh god baby, holy fuck I’m so filled up with you, oh god now.”

Your body grows limp and starts shaking. You whimper into his neck, flinching and trembling and convulsing on top of him. You wanted to keep fucking him, but you can’t. This is so much more intense than your first high. Now stuffed with all of his cock and being so close to him, your body is breaking apart under the pleasure.

“This is so good, please baby please”, Jungkook sobs, chasing your high with harsh thrusts. It shakes you on top of him and makes holding on hard, but it’s a goddamn perfect fucking thing. You are so weak that you can’t move anymore, so having Jungkook take over feels like sweet relief, “it hurts so much, I wanna cum”, Jungkook wails, fangs tickling your skin because of how lost he is. He won’t bite you, but it’s hard to hide his natural state if you fuck him that hard.

“Please cum for me”, you order, lifting the spell with a kiss to his neck.

Jungkook screams up and breaks. The pressure bursts the second the spell is lifted. Your name is the only thing which he manages to choke out and then all he can do is scream and shake.

“Yes Kookie! Yes! That’s it! Yes!” you encourage him, riding him in sloppy rolls of your hips. Now he is the one who can’t move, while you take over for him.

He cums so hard that your pussy gets too wet and his cock flops out. His creamy seed bursts out of you and covers your ass and his thighs messily. And as you leak uncontrollably, Jungkook keeps cumming, spreading his white pleasure everywhere.

“I can’t stop”, he sobs, “I can’t stop, I can’t stop.”

“That’s my boy, that’s it. Such a good boy”, you praise him, reaching behind yourself to push him back inside.

“___!” Jungkook screams and feels how much harder he cums. It scares him how good it feels. So this is what happens when your magic prevents his body from functioning normally. This is what happens when you finally give him back control. He can’t stop cumming. Jungkook fights the feeling and sobs, burying his face in your shoulder “please make it stop, please.”

“Almost there, baby. Almost there, don’t give up on me”, you talk him through it, bouncing on his throbbing cock to help him ride it out.

“Please make it stop, I can’t stop. Please don’t make me cum- no- again!” he wails, throwing his head back as he cries the hottest tears, “make it s-stop please.”

“Almost there baby, I’m so proud of you. You’re doing so well. I know it’s a lot, but if we stop now you’ll end up with way too much cum still inside you. We have to milk you, yeah?”

“It won’t stop, please I’m s-scared.”

“I’m right here. Almost done, baby. Almost there”, you soothe him, caressing his cheeks as he does the best job of emptying his heavy balls inside you.

"Mistress please make it stop”, he begs.

“I know baby, I know”, you soothe him, pulling his head to you so you can smother his cheeks in kisses, “don’t give up, almost there baby. You’re such a good boy, so good.”

Jungkook wails up one last time. One last time he empties his balls inside you. One last time he dances between the world of the living and the world of the dead. One last time he fights for air and then it finally stops.

His body finally stops spasming, his cock finally stops throbbing and his balls finally feel empty. Every inch of his body gives up. He slacks against the headboard, head rolling to the side and almost slipping off if you hadn’t caught it. You place it on the edge gently, running your fingers through his soaked hair. He is barely breathing, dripping sweat from his face as behind his closed lids, his eyes don’t seem to stop racing.

“Good job, my babyboy”, you praise him, drying the tears from his face.

Jungkook doesn’t respond, he merely lets his head slack into your hand and then gravity drags his torso down resulting in his head getting bent into an uncomfortable position.

“Careful, hey my honey”, you giggle, placing your arms around him so you can pull him against your chest.

Jungkook falls into you like a limp ragdoll, his head bounces against your shoulder, knocking a barely there sound out of him.

“Kookie, are you okay?” you ask him, caressing his back.

He doesn’t move. He can’t move. Almost as if he was paralysed. Oh. Everything falls into place. This is the result of a Ripper high. You actually made him cum so hard that it equaled the intensity of a Ripper high. Jungkook is actually paralysed because you made him cum too fucking hard.

“You’re doing so well, my babyboy”, you praise him, slipping off of his cock to make it easier for him to come back to you.

He whimpers softly.

“Sorry, I know that was a lot”, you say, ignoring the feeling of you leaking his cum. It’s so much and doesn’t want to stop, “but you’re safe with me. I’m right here, babyboy.”

You run your fingers over his back.

“Take your time, Kookie. I’m not going anywhere”, you whisper, hugging him against your chest and running your fingers through his soaked hair. It’s covered in sweat. You feel as hot as he does. You came so goddamn hard right now. You rest your chin on his shoulder and let your head fall against his’, “I’m so done. This was the most intense orgasm ever”, you say and close your eyes, falling into the blissful feeling of recovering with him together. You keep leaking as you do, but you try to ignore it for now.

The first thing Jungkook manages to move are his arms. They fall around your waist and keep you close.

“Hey there”, you whisper.

“Hey”, he croaks.

“That was something, wasn’t it?”

He nods his head, giving you a soft squeeze.

“I’m still leaking”, you say and giggle.

When Jungkook doesn’t laugh with you, you lift your head in worry. He raises his head, looking at you with teary eyes.

“Hey Kookie, are you okay?” you gasp, cupping his cheeks.

“Thank you”, he chokes out, cradling your face between his weak hands, “I love you so much.”

“I love you too, my honey”, you say, closing the distance between you and him until your foreheads touch.

“Thank you”, he whispers, “thank you, thank you, thank you.”

You chuckle, kissing the slope of his nose.

“You’re so polite.”

“I’m in your debt.”

You snicker, “no you’re not. You deserved this.”

“I was so scared.”

“I know, but I wouldn’t have let anything happen to you.”

“I know, I was so scared but it felt so good. I, I don’t feel horny anymore.”

“Hah”, you laugh softly, “good to know that this is what it takes for you to stop being needy.”

“Yeah”, he chuckles, “I’m still gonna give you lots of orgasms on this trip.”

“Oh really? Well, that’s good to know”, you tease, ruffling his wet hair, “how about we take a shower first and get something to eat? And then spend more time at the beach? It’s a nice day, we should do something other than just fuck.”

“Why? We haven’t been able to do this for so long. Just you and I. It’s new to us.”

“Yeah, it’s so nice.”

“It’s paradise.”

“It really is.”

“I want to pinch myself, because I keep thinking that it’s not real.”

“It’s real, my sweetie.”

“I can’t believe it. This is real. You're with me and I actually know how to control myself.”

“After just three years of training that is.”

Jungkook smiles, “I can’t believe that this is real.”

“Me neither, but it is. And I’m so proud of you. So fucking proud.”

Jungkook lifts his head and flashes you a bright smile.

“Oh ___”, he says, swooping you off his lap so he could roll in the sheets with you, “I love you so much.”

“Careful Kookie, I’m leaking”, you laugh, trying your hardest to close your legs.

“Sorry, god”, he laughs, pressing his knee against your pussy “I don’t know what happened. It was so much cum.”

“Yeah it was. That’s so hot”, you say and give him a fond grin.

Jungkook retorts it, caressing your butt.

“You even tensed up at the end, didn’t you?”

“Yeah, I honestly felt like I wouldn’t come back. How the fuck did you give me a Ripper high without blood?”

You snicker, “witchy talent.”

“You’re seriously so hot. Thank fuck you discovered your powers.”

“Yeah, seriously”, you agree and snicker, “you think that Yoongi would be down to get this done to him?”

Jungkook’s eyes light up.

“He’ll pretend that he isn’t but yeah a hundred percent. I think he’d marry you on the spot if you gave him a Ripper high without the blood.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, hell yeah. Fuck, I wanna marry you on the spot for doing that to me. Like oh my god, be my wife please”, Jungkook says, making you laugh.

“Mhm, fine”, you giggle, “we can all be married”, you joke, snickering happily.

Jungkook laughs with you, running his hand up and down your leg.

“Deal.”

“Mhm, best deal.”

“Yeah”, he smiles, “hey, do you want to wash each other?” he suggests, “I promise I won’t get horny again, I just want to be close to you.”

“Do you think that the shower is going fit us both?”

“I don’t know, we could try.”

“We could. I would love to take a shower with you, sweets”, you tell him, “and if it won’t fit, we could run down to the beach and jump into the water.”

“Yeah totally”, he giggles.

You will share a lovely day with him. It will be filled with yummy food, intimate conversations, sweet kisses and way too much fun at the beach. And later that night he makes good on his promises and you share yet another blissful moment with each other.

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bucketfulofbabs · 3 months

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drawing fluffy daycare attendant art is self indulgent actually

but guys also lemme ramble bc i was having visions last night

*clears throat* YALL KNOW THAT SONG CANDY HEARTS AND PAPER FLOWERS FROM THE SILLY RAG DOLLY MOVIE?

BEST SONG IN THE MOVIE, AND MY BRAIN DONE EXPLODED

AND I JUST COULD NOT RESIST

I personally hc/visualize sun and moon’s relationship as similar to raggedy Ann and Andy anyways. I like to think of them as siblings, but like the type that were once were really close, inseparable and cared for each other a whole bunch rather than them just being chaotic and just hate each other 24/7. bruh idk I’m rrly just a sucker for wholesome family dynamics lmaoakskskksks

((also I got extra with the shading and lighting, i was rrly only trying out different brushes and got over board))

#bUT YEAH #sorry for the long ass #ramble #babs rambles #fnaf daycare attendant #moondrop #sundrop #fnaf sb #fnaf security breach #fnaf #fnaf dca #daycare attendant #sundrop and moondrop #they’re so rag doll coded ur honor #i don’t make the rules here #/silly

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beelmons · 1 year

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A/N: There's a trend on tiktok where men are saying how after they started... uh... doing hardcore cunnilingus... their beards started to turn orange. so.... bearded spencer with a girlfriend he likes to treat right?

cw: slightly NSFW, not recommended for minors!

Spencer is a man you could describe as "raggedy". Hair always dishelved, tie slightly crooked, pants that don't ever quite fit him as they should. You never cared, and neither did he, because everything else made up for it. Your boyfriend was hot, and after he decided to let his beard grow a bit, he was hotter, if possible.

Of course, using your girlfriend privileges, meant you got to use his new attractiveness to your convenience, and boy, was it going great. People at the office began to notice him being more relaxed and even focused. They had started to pay closer attention to Spencer and how his demeanor changed. Sure, they didn't exactly know what you did to him, and no one dared to ask, but they were sure it had to be sexual in nature. No one could be that happy out of the blue.

It wasn't until one day where Luke noticed something a little off about his friend that the conversation finally arose. "Whoa, whoa, slow down Reid." he said, his hand pressing against the doctor's chest to stop him from walking any futher. JJ, Tara, and Penelope, who was visiting the bullpen, gathered around them with curiosity.

"What? What's wrong?" he asked, confusion written all over his face.

"What's that on your beard?" Luke teased with a bright and playful smile.

"What's what on my beard?" Spencer continued to be unable to understand the situation around him. However, he noticed how his female coworkers seemed to lean closer, trying to get a detailed look of his face.

Without much space for them to move, due to Spencer having a file on his hands, Luke decided to open a wide path and removed the document from him.

"You're right, Luke," JJ started to observe "it kind of looks like orange hairs on his beard?"

"You gotta have that looked at, boy genius, could be a bad sign." Penelope made a concerned remak.

"Could be because of the stress" Tara added.

"Nah!" Luke blurted out with a loud laugh "If anything, it's just proof that he's less stressed, or rather, that that girlfriend of his is way less stressed." he continued to chuckle as he spoke.

"How do you mean?" Reid asked, still unsure of the insinuation his friend was making.

"Did you know, ladies, that vaginal PH can bleach almost anything? from underwear to facial hair if the exposure is constant enough." he made sure to stare right into Spencer's eyes as he spoke, the smug, cheeky smile never leaving his face.

There was a collective and teasing 'ooooooooh' coming out from every girl around him, and Spencer could feel how the red tint began to spread from the base of his neck towards his face.

"That's my girl, always putting herself first!" Tara exclaimed with a laugh of her own.

"I didn't know you had it in you, Spence, good for you." JJ added as she squeezed her friend's arm.

"She's so lucky." Penelope grunted.

Luke's shitty grin disappeared from his face the moment Reid laid sharp daggers on him coming directly from his eyes. His hands darted to aggressively snatch the file back from his partner's "Decoloration of the facial hair can be due to genetic mutations or overexposure to the sun, so get your facts straight before you start talking nonsense." he said with a clearly pissed-off tone before he bolted off somewhere else.

Behind him he could still hear laughs and giggles, and they didn't help the still present crimson color of his face. His anger hadn't been because they were disrespecting you, you were well aware they could tease you like that, but rather because he felt seen through. Regardless of the wrong hypotesis, Luke had been correct. Ever since he grew out his beard, he was kept on a fluid-based diet. Your fluids, mostly.

#blurb: mine #blurb: spencer #blurb: criminal minds #PLEASE I GOT THIS IDEA OUT OF A SUDDEN FROM A TIKTOK AND I JUST HAD TO WRITE IT #love you spence <3 #criminal minds #spencer reid #spencer reid fanfic #spencer reid fan fic #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid/reader #criminal minds fanfic #criminal minds fanfiction

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ayyy-imma-ninja · 10 months

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Raggedy Sun and Moon!

Sunny is the perfect daytime companion, and Moony makes sure you sleep soundly at bedtime!

They LOVE to give hugs!

You must ALWAYS keep them close together, because that's what makes their magic stronger!

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katsu28 · 9 months

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Steve and hugging from behind would be so cute 🥺

anything for u my dear nova <33 the hugging from behind part is literally just a speck in all this fluff oopsie but pls enjoy

steve harrington x reader, 1.4k

There was something about Steve Harrington that made you unbelievably nervous. A good kind of nervous, of course—the kind that sent your stomach into a fluttery mess and made your fingertips tingle every time he touched you.

You shouldn’t be nervous around him, but you’d been together for three months and still found yourself fighting the urge to unabashedly stare at him whenever you spent time with each other.

Another reason to be nervous—you were spending the night at his place for the very first time.

It wasn’t unusual for the two of you to spend a whole day together, but you always went home at the end of the night (much to Steve’s dismay). So a few hours ago when he casually suggested you just stay the night instead of leaving and coming back in the morning, you almost freaked out.

Now you were here, standing in his bathroom fresh out of the shower, staring at yourself in the fogged up mirror and willing yourself to just be normal. It was Steve. There was nothing to worry about.

Steve was sprawled out on his bed when you finally mustered up the courage to make your way to his room, tossing a raggedy baseball above his head and catching it.

Well, trying to catch it was a more apt description. His focus immediately shifted to you as you padded in, the ball bouncing off the mattress next to his head and nearly hitting him in the face in the process before rolling onto the floor. He scrambled to his feet, ball forgotten.

“Hi.” He said softly, smiling at you with the brightness that rivaled the sun. You echoed his greeting, clutching at the towel around you. “Uh, here. This is for you.” He held out a well worn looking shirt, soft cotton brushing against your fingers as you took it gratefully. “I can—I’ll turn around while you get dressed.”

“Thanks, Steve,” You mumbled, suddenly feeling shy. There were those damn nerves again. Steve turned around like he said he would, rocking back and forth on his heels while you pulled the shirt over your body. It smelled like laundry detergent and cologne and so very Steve you decided right then and there you were definitely keeping this shirt. “You can turn around now.”

He whirled back around, letting himself take in the sight of you in his clothes. It was something straight out of a dream he’d had a few times. “You’re so pretty.”

“You’re not so bad looking yourself.”

Steve preened at the compliment, looking mighty pleased. He’d already changed while you were in the bathroom, clad in only a pair of old Hawkins High sweatpants slung low on his hips.

His chestnut hair was free of product, fluffy and a little all over the place with a artful curl hanging over his brow. You had to fight the urge to brush it out of his eyes, though you suspected he probably wouldn’t have minded one bit if you did.

“C’mere,” He murmured, stretching out an arm towards you. The look in his eyes held so much warmth, so fond and sickly sweet you wouldn’t be surprised if you’d ended up with a toothache come morning time. It spurred you forward, folding yourself into Steve’s embrace like it was second nature. Like it was where you belonged. His nose dipped into your hair and he inhaled, arms wrapping around you tight.

“Did you just sniff me?”

“You smell really nice.” He defended meekly, cheeks turning an embarrassed pink. You kissed him to remedy it, smiling against his lips when he kissed you back immediately. His hand rubbed along your back whilst he maneuvered the two of you towards the bed without managing to break the kiss, but the need for air unfortunately won out.

Steve pulled the covers over the two of you swiftly, settling close—but not too close, in case you liked to have your own space while you slept.

You tucked yourself snug against his side instead, cheek pressed against his chest. He wrapped his arms around you again, and you were content there. The sound of his heartbeat hammered a million miles a minute in your ear, and it made you feel a little better knowing that he was just as nervous as you were. It actually eased your own nerves a tenfold.

“Is this okay? Are you comfy?” Steve asked worriedly. It was cute how attentive he was. You wanted to tell him that being wrapped in his arms was one of the comfiest places in the world, but just opted for a nod, nuzzling a little closer to him in lieu of an answer. Steve still got the message loud and clear, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

It didn’t take long for either of you to fall asleep, you because of the steady rise and fall of Steve’s chest, and him because of the soothing warmth you radiated. He could fall asleep like this every night and still never get tired of it.

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You were expecting Steve to be next to you when you woke up the next morning. But when you opened your eyes and rolled over to look at him, the space beside you was empty.

He was in the kitchen when you finally found him, standing at the stove when you padded in, humming along to the song playing softly from the radio over on the other counter. His back was towards you as he poured batter into a pan on the stove.

A sizeable stack of perfect pancakes sat on a plate beside him, with crispy edges, just the way you liked it. You wondered how he knew that, seeing as you’d never told him before. Then again, Steve always seemed to know what you liked.

You crossed the room quiet as a mouse, sliding your arms around him once you were close enough.

Letting out a surprised noise at the feeling of your embrace, it only took him a second to realize it was you.

“Morning, sweetheart.” He hummed, settling his free hand over your linked ones at his navel. You pressed your forehead between his shoulder blades, reveling in the warmth of his freckled skin and stayed there for a while, feeling him inhale and exhale with every breath he took. It was quite soothing. “How’d you sleep?”

“Good. Really good.”

“Sure sounded like it, what with the way you were snoring in my ear the whole night.”

“I was not!” You gasped, rearing back. Steve’s body shook with laughter, and you realized he was just poking fun at you. “You’re an asshole.”

“An asshole who’s making you breakfast right now.” He pointed out, flipping the pancake for good measure.

“True. You’ve been promoted to just a little shit then.”

“Lucky me.” Steve snorted. “As much as I love this, you’re kinda cramping my style. I don’t wanna accidentally elbow you when I try to wow you with my triple pancake flip. Go sit at the counter and do what you do best—look pretty.”

You obliged, but not before sighing overdramatically. “Trying to get rid of me already, Harrington?”

“Dunno…is it working?”

“Just for that comment, no, it isn’t working.” You huffed, propping your chin up in your hand.

“Oh, good. Was kinda planning on keeping you around for a while.”

“Just a while?”

Steve shrugged without turning around. “Maybe forever.”

You sat in silence with his words, maybe a little longer than you meant to, because Steve whirled around, brows crinkled with worry.

“I’m sorry. Was that—that was too much, wasn’t it?” He blurted, shuffling over to where you were. “Did I just make things super weird? I didn’t mean like forever forever, I just thought it sounded smooth. Which, obviously it didn’t ‘cause—”

Leaning over the counter, you slid your hand around the back of his neck, pulling him in for another kiss. This one was sweet and firm and had Steve melting faster than the pad of butter he’d placed atop the pancake stack.

You let your forehead press against his when you pulled away. “I like forever.”

“I do too.” He grinned, nearly going cross-eyed trying to look at you up close. He dotted another kiss to the corner of your mouth. “Y’know, I’m really enjoying the whole shutting me up with kisses thing you’ve got going on lately. I think you should keep doing it.”

“Oh, do you?” You chuckled, sitting back down in your seat. Steve came around the counter to slide onto the stool next to you, scooting your own stool close enough to his that his knees bracketed yours. Now it was his turn to bring you in for a kiss instead of an answer.

Forever with Steve suddenly seemed like the best idea in the world, especially if it meant you’d get to have mornings like this all the time.

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pandorxxx · 1 year

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Let me help you… (The “Both” Trilogy)

Neteyam (19) x Metkayina fem reader (18) x Lo’ak (18)

Warnings: SMUT THE HOUSE, p in v, squirting, creampie, rough sex, spitting, degrading kink, praise kink (kinda), bruising, cursing, oral, CNC.

🔞Minors, do not interact🔞

You opened your eyes slowly, blocking the morning sun with your hand. You tried to sit up, but quickly realized it was impossible with the hold Neteyam and lo’ak had on you. You sigh loudly with your eyes closed, as yesterday nights events started flooding your mind.

You turn your head to Neteyam, shaking his huge arm lightly. “Neteyammm” you whisper to his still face, and nothing. You manage to turn around to lo’ak, caressing his smooth cheek. “Lo’ak?” You whisper, and nothing. You turn on your stomach, and wiggle out from under them.

You sit on your knees, staring at them. Both glistening in the sunlight, sleeping peacefully. You hesitate to wake them up, before you slowly tap them both. Neteyam rolled over, stretching before opening his eyes. He catches your gaze and smiles.

“Like what you see?” he says sarcastically, pulling himself up on his fists. You try to hide your smile, but your dimples gave you away. He takes in your appearance for a moment before speaking. The way your hair was messy, yet gorgeous as it flowed down your back. The way your light blue skin glowed in the morning sun. The way you were still naked, but more comfortable about it then last time. He catches himself gawking over you, and chuckles with his head down.

“I love what I see.” He confesses, lifting his head up as he watched your beautiful face contort in diffidence. He rolls his eyes playfully, pulling you onto his lap. He held your hips tightly as he kissed your cheek.

“No need to be shy around me, my love. I’ve seen every side of you, and I can’t get enough.” He admits, kissing your chest. You felt as though you were the only girl in the world, the way that he talk to you, and the way that he looked at you. You hold his broad shoulders leaning in for a kiss before your rendezvous was cut short.

Lo’ak shot up, ears moving frantically. He was sweating, and his breathing was raggedy. He looked to the both of you with worried eyes.

“I-I don’t feel right, guys” he confessed, shaking his head from side to side. His scent was overwhelming, but addicting. Neteyams eyes widened at his brother’s demeanor.

“Shit…” Neteyam whispered through a clenched jaw. You watched Neteyam panic as you got off of him, crawling over to lo’ak.

“No! Y/n get away from him..” he pulled your arm back harshly, pushing you behind him.

“Brother? What are your symptoms?” Neteyam asked, waiting for an answer. Lo’ak didn’t answer however. His hard breaths turned into low growls, as his jaw clenched. You slowly backed up off of your cot, terrified of lo’aks sudden aggression.

“I feel like ripping her in half…” he growled, slowly scooting off of the bed to get to you.

“Neteyam…” you said barely above a whisper, staring at lo’ak with worried eyes as you backed up more. Neteyam swiftly gets off of the cot to stand in-front of you. You wrapped your arms around his torso as your head laid on his back. You squeezed your eyes tightly, whimpering. Neteyam was gripping your hand as it laid across his stomach, putting his hand up to create space between him and his brother.

“Lo’ak…listen to me. You can’t do this, bro. I gotta get you out of here.” Neteyam pleaded with his younger brother, but lo’ak was long gone. Lo’ak inhaled deeply, and exhaled.

“I can almost taste her from here.” He smirked, looking through his eyebrows at Neteyam.

“You won’t touch her. You gotta get through me.“ Neteyam challenged his brother with pursed lips.

“That can be fucking arranged…” lo’ak spat, walking closer to the two of you. He quickly stopped in his tracks when heard some one coming.

“Y/n? Have you seen my-“ Aonung was cut off by the scene infront of him. He stopped, and looked between Neteyam and lo’ak.

“ummm, am I interrupting something?” Aonung asked pointing his finger between the two brothers.

“We gotta get lo’ak out of here, NOW!” Neteyam shouted at Aonung. He looked at lo’aks demeanor and immediately knew what was wrong with him. He nodded and ran over to lo’ak, pinning him to the wall. Neteyam immediately let you go, and you ran to put your cloths back on.

Neteyam and Aunoung struggled with lo’ak, as he was way too strong in his current state. They manged to get him to the ground. Pinning him there. Neteyam looked around the room to find something strong enough to restrain him with, and quickly found a rope in the corner. He reached over to grab it, and tied lo’aks arms behind his back. Neteyam and aonung dragged him to the edge of the table, and tied the end of the rope tightly.

You watched the entire event unfold infront of you. You had never seen lo’ak like this. Aggressive? Yes, but completely FERAL? Never. You backed into the corner, and held your knees to your chest, completely terrified of what lo’ak had become.

The boys backed away from lo’ak, tired and breathing heavily. Neteyam ran over to you, placing his hand on your knee.

“You have to leave, y/n. I will get him out of your hut, but you can’t be here when I do!” He explained through shaky breaths.

You started to tear up, worried for yourself but more worried for lo’ak. “What is wrong with him? What did I do?” You whimper, staring into neteyams eyes. He sighed at the blame you placed on yourself.

“You have done nothing wrong…I promise, I will tell you later. Just please leave.” He pleaded, placing his hand on your cheek, and then grabbing your arms to pull you up. You stand, meeting lo’aks heavy gaze. He was sweating profusely, glaring at you as he tried to wiggle out of the rope. He started pulling his arms, making the table move. You jumped back, crying as you watched him try to get to you.

“get her out of here!” Neteyam commanded as he guided you closer to Aonung. Aonung quickly grabbed you, and walked you towards the entrance of the hut.

“You can’t hide from me y/n. That’s scent of yours is irresistible. I’ll find you soon!” lo’ak shouted, watching you walk out with a sadistic grin plastered across his face.

You and Aonung walk out of your hut, his arm still around your back.

“What the hell was that? What’s going on?” He asked finally letting you go, as you two walk away. You had your head down, tears falling down your cheeks.

“It’s complicated aonung, I don’t want to talk about it.” You say, wiping your tears.

“Do you know what’s wrong with him? Why is he so…..feral?” You ask, looking up at aonung. He grabbed your shoulder, stopping you in your tracks. He gazed at you with a confused look.

“You really don’t know….do you?” He scanned your face for any sight of you joking, but nothing. You really didn’t know what was wrong with him. He was perfectly fine last night. The sudden change scared you. Aonung sighed, and wrapped his arm around your shoulder.

“Let’s get you out of here.” He said calmly, walking you back to his hut.

It had been a couple of hours since you’d seen lo’ak and neteyam. You desperately wanted to go and see if he was ok, but you remembered neteyams worried demeanor from earlier.

You’ve gotta go

Get her out of here

The way he protected you. He would’ve never done that if it wasn’t serious. He was genuinely scared for you.

You sat on a rock, looking out over the ocean when you saw Neteyam walking towards you with a smile. You shot him one back as he sat next to you. You both looked out into the ocean for a while, until you decide to break the silence.

“How is he?” you ask, looking down into your lap. He sighed, staring at the side of your face.

“He will be fine, he’s just…..not himself right now.” he confessed, fidgeting more than usual. You watched him try to calm himself down. He was sweating heavily, and panting, completely exhausted. You could smell that familiar rainforest scent all over him.

“H-he’s in rut, y/n. And mines is starting.” He explained. Your eyes widened as you scooted away from him slowly, afraid that he would soon turn how lo’ak did. His ears perked up as he watched you, frightened for your life.

“No, no, you don’t have to worry.” He started, sighing loudly.

“This is lo’aks first rut, so his is a lot more intense than mine. I’ve had mine for a while, so i can control myself to a certain extent.” He explained, gesturing calmly. You started to calm down, scooting closer to him again. You hesitated at the thought of helping lo’ak through his rut, but he needed someone. He would do it for you…

“W-well, what if I-“ you were immediately cut off.

“NO, he’s going to hurt you, you don’t understand.” He shook his head, taking your hand in his.

“He will be fine…” he reassured you, bringing your hand to his chest.

“What about you? Can I help you?” You asked, on the verge of tears, staring into his eyes. He smiled lightly, kissing your hand.

“No, when I get deep into my rut, I’m not myself. I would hurt you. Lo’ak and I will be in a secluded hut, somewhere in the forest. I don’t want you coming to look for us. There is no telling what we’d do to you. I just can’t risk it.” He explained, gazing deep into your eyes.

“But I could help you both! Like we always do.” You shout, growing frustrated with Neteyam.

“You don’t understand. We will be acting purely on animalistic Instinct. It’s fun when we can control ourselves, but we won’t be able to this time. It wouldn’t be the same….” He explained, gripping your shoulders. You pursed your lips, looking down to the sand beneath you.

“I’m sorry……that I can’t help you.” You snap your head back up to meet his soft gaze. He caressed your cheek, pulling you in to kiss your forehead.

“Do not apologize, you have done nothing wrong.” He started before feeling himself slowly slipping away. He shook his head before continuing.

“I have to go, your scent is speeding up my rut. I will see you when this is over. DO NOT come looking for us!” He said sternly, pointing at you. You nod in agreement, and he was off. You watched him walk away from you with tears threatening to leave your eyes.

You couldn’t stand seeing them like this. You had to do something. Even if that meant putting yourself in danger to satisfy their needs.

It was alittle after eclipse, as you tossed and turned in your cot. You were wrapped in that lingering scent that lo’ak left. It was like a drug to you. You tried to fall asleep, but all you could think about were the boys. If they were hurting, if they craved you, if they yearned for your touch. You couldn’t take it anymore.

You shot up, bringing your knees to your chest, hugging them. You thought long and hard about this. Should you go find them? Would they be themselves? Would they really hurt you? What if they needed you? What if you were the only one who could help them? Could it really be that bad?

You hesitantly made your decision, getting off of the cot slowly. You braided your long hair back, and put on different cloths. You grabbed a bag to store fresh water in, and you set off to find them.

You walked through the forest for a while, with no luck. You started to get frustrated as you realized that you’d probably never find them. You sighed, turning around. As soon as you did, you smelled it. The rainforest scent from earlier. You closed your eyes, breathing in deeply to find the direction in which they were. You quickly follow the scent, hoping that it would lead you to them. You get to a clearing in the forest, where you see a huge secluded hut. You gulped loudly before walking towards it. The closer you got, the more the scent overwhelmed you. You get to the opening of the tent that is cracked opened. You peek through the crack to get a look inside.

You see lo’ak, laying in the corner. He was staring into oblivion, as he rocked back and forth. Sweat pouring off of him, as he panted loudly. He looked exhausted, rightfully so. You shift your eyes to the other corner, where Neteyam is.

He was sitting on the wall, knees up, but spread apart. His head was leaned against the wall, arms hung over the bend of his legs. He was completely delirious, shaking and panting. He would occasionally wipe the sweat from his face when it blurred his vision.

You hesitated before finally sliding the hut opening back. Like clockwork, their gaze met yours. Their breathing got heavier, angrier. To your surprise, lo’ak backed away from you slowly. Your eyes went to neteyam, who was standing now. He glared at you with a clenched jaw, shaking his head.

“What the fuck did I tell you? Huh?” He asked as calmly as possible, gesturing angrily. You wince at his anger, as he was scaring you. You had never seen him like this before.

“I- I’m here to help. I don’t want you to go through this alone.” You whimper, looking between the two boys.

“Get her out of here, I can’t control myself.” Lo’ak panted, shaking his head frantically. Neteyam turns back at you, walking closer. When he gets to you, he grabs your shoulder harshly.

“I TOLD YOU NOT TO COME HERE! WHY WOULD YOU COME HERE, Y/N??!!” He shouted , shaking you with every word. You didn’t even have an answer for him, not one that he would understand, anyway.

You just stared into his eyes with fear. His eyes were changing from yellow to bright red with each blink making you gasp. You gaze over at lo’ak, who is still in the corner with his eyes shut, trying to stop himself from slipping away, but your scent was too much. He shot his eyes opened, only for them to be a bright red. You looked back at Neteyam, and you don’t even see him anymore. He was completely gone, slipped into his rut.

“I-“ you were cut off by Neteyam slamming you into the wall behind you. You wince in pain as he hovered over your small frame. He leaned down, flashing his fangs, as he inhaled your sweet scent. You turned your head, squeezing your eyes shut, bracing yourself for his next move. He slammed his hand into the wall of the hut by your head, closing you in.

“Now that I think about it…” he started, staring back at his brother, who was now standing, glaring at you with an eerie smirk. He snapped his head back at you. He slid his hand down your long torso until he got to your loincloth, pulling you towards him by the band of it. He licked his fangs, before tracing your entire body with his hungry eyes.

“Maybe you can help us out.” He chuckles before pushing you towards lo’ak. Lo’ak looked completely inebriated, eyes low, mouth agape, and still sweating. He tilted his head, licking his lips at you like you were the last meal.

“Hi…” he whispered, sending you a dark smile.

You gulped loudly, watching him walk closer to you. You backed away slowly, meeting Neteyams broad chest. You look at him from behind, as he’s already staring down at you.

“Hi…” he whispered in your ear, sending chills down your spine.

“Ok, ok! Wait!” You shout at lo’ak as he was still walking towards you.

“You say that a lot.” He started.

“But what if I don’t wanna wait? What if I want you right now? What would you do? Fight me off?” He asked with a sadistic grin as he finally reached you. He wrapped his hand around your neck slowly, pulling you towards him.

“Why’d you come here, if you didn’t secretly want this?….you’re sick. You like the aggression. You want us to take it from you, rather than you giving it to us.” He whispered in your ear.

“Well you see…..we don’t have a problem taking it from you. We’ll take it from you all night.” Neteyam spat before snaking his hand down into your loincloth, massaging your clit. You gasp, throwing your head back on Neteyam.

“You’re such a fucking slut, y/n.” Lo’ak snarled, letting your neck go. He ripped the cloth covering your breasts, throwing it to the corner. He looked down at your huge breasts, biting his lip. He bent down and attached his mouth to your nipple, swirling his tongue around it. You moaned out loud, shutting your eyes.

Neteyam slide a finger inside of you, making your knees buckle. He held you up with one hand, still fingering you.

“Mmmm fuck!” You try to squirm out of his arms, as the pleasure from both boys was too much for you.

“You’re always fucking moving!” Lo’ak shouted, letting your nipple go. He stood straight up, looking at Neteyam.

“I know how to fix that…” they both smirk, looking at the ropes in the corner. Your eyes widened, as you realized what they were about to do.

“Please don’t! I’ll stop moving, I swear.” You plead with them with fear covering your face. Before you could speak again, Neteyam was already walking you towards the table in the corner. You struggle with him, trying to get out of his hold, but like always, he was way too strong. He bends you over holding you down by your back , as lo’ak walked over with the rope.

“Please don’t do this!!!” You shout, cheek flat on the table. Neteyam grabbed the rope and tied your arms to either sides, and tied your legs.

You felt a hard smack to your ass, making you cry out loud. Lo’ak leaned down to you. You could feel his hard cock on your ass as he made his way down to your ear.

“Shut the fuck up, I don’t wanna here you unless you’re screaming my name. Got it?” He smacked your ass again, this time gripping it hard.

“YES!! I GET IT!!!”you scream, tears running down your face. He stood back up, cock still poking your ass through his cloth, as he traced your spine with his fingertips.Neteyam made his way to the front of the table, gripping either sides of it. He shook his head in disappointment before glaring at your puffy face.

“I told you….that I didn’t want you to come here.” He started, standing back up straight, as he untied his loincloth slowly.

“Now….I can’t seem to let you go.” His loincloth dropped to the ground, revealing his huge, hard cock. He gripped it, walking closer to you.

“Open..” he commanded, gripping your braided hair. You look up at him with doughy eyes before opening your mouth.

“Stick your tongue out” he gripped your hair tighter, making you wince in pain. You slowly stick your tongue out, waiting for his next move. He slaps the tip on your tongue repeatedly, throwing his head back at the sudden warmth.

Lo’ak took his loincloth off as well, throwing it behind the him. He grabbed his huge cock, jerking it into the direction of your already soaked cunt. He slid it in between your cheeks at a rhythmic pace, biting his lip as he watched you squirm under him.

“Im gonna fuck you so hard, you’ll be seeing stars when im done with you.” Those words alone made you hot and bothered. Lo’ak was right. You liked when they took it from you, it turned you on.

he massaged your clit with the tip, causing you to moan on Neteyams tip. Without warning, he shoved his entire cock in your mouth. You squealed at the feeling of his cock reaching the back of your throat. You could barely breath, choking on him until tears dropped from your eyes.

“Mhmmm I know you like that…such a whore for us” lo’ak groaned, licking his lips before slamming into you. Your eyes widened when you felt the tip of his cock piercing your stomach. You struggled trying to lift up, but the rope was way too tight for you to even move. All you could do was take it, you stopped struggling and relaxed your self, already exhausted from the fighting you were doing.

“That’s my girl! Just fucking relax, we’ll be done soon.” Lo’ak stated as he started rutting into you with no mercy. You screamed on Neteyams cock, making him groan loudly. He started fucking your throat. Your eyes rolled back as you felt your throat contract and detract with every thrust. You felt like you were going to pass out, as your eyes slowly closed. You went completely silent, as the boys rutted inside of you from every which way. You couldn’t take it, and you realized in that moment that you made a mistake coming there. You felt your consciousness slipping away, before you suddenly felt some relief. You gasped loudly, chocking when Neteyam finally took his cock out of your mouth.

“There you go, wake the fuck up.” Neteyam laughed, slapping your face hard, as he still had a hard grip on your hair.

“SHITTTT!!!!” You moaned as you felt lo’ak rubbing your clit while he fucked you silly. Your mouth flew open as your legs started to shake.

“FUCK, IM CUMMING!!” You screamed to the top of your lungs, squirting all over lo’aks stomach and legs. Neteyam just watched you, jerking his cock to scene infront of of him.

Lo’ak decided to untie you while he feed you slow strokes, helping you ride out your high. With every stroke, your whole body shook, still sensitive from your orgasm. He got you a loose, and all you could do was lay there. Tears streaming down your tired face.

“I see you’re not fighting back anymore.” Neteyam chuckled, still jerking his cock, glaring at your almost lifeless body.

Lo’ak speed up his pace, trying to get some kind of reaction out of you, but you were completely delirious. He lifted you up, holding you by the folds of your elbows, as your head hung down towards the table. He tried desperately to find your sweet spot, and to his surprise, he did. You shot your head up, crying out loud.

“I know, I know…I got you, baby.” He whispers in your ear. Neteyam was now walking closer to you. When he reached the end of the table, he pushed it away. He kissed you sloppily, while lo’ak thrusted into you hard, and deep. You moan in his mouth as you felt your high coming again. You pulled away from the kiss, and rested your head on Neteyams chest, whimpering.

“Neteyam, i-“ and just like that, you came a second time, squirting on lo’ak again, as you convulsed. Your knees buckled and you fell to the ground. You tried crawling away from them, but Neteyam crawled on top of you, pulling your hips up to meet his pelvis. Lo’ak swiftly made his way to the front of you. He grabbed your jaw and tilted it up towards him.

“I’m not gonna be as nice as Neteyam…now open your fucking mouth.” He growled through gritted teeth. You hesitated, but opened nonetheless. He spit down into your mouth slowly, creating a line from his mouth to yours. You titled your head back to catch and swallow his spit.

“Good girl…” he smirked, grabbing your braids with both hands. Neteyam was lining his cock up to your abused whole, sticking it in slowly. You let out a loud moan, biting your lip. He threw his head back, finally giving his cock the attention it so desperately needed. He started thrusting into you fast and hard. He grabbed both of your arms, pinning them behind your back as he rutted into you with such force.

Lo’ak held your head up, and lined his cock up with your mouth before plunging it down your throat. As with the oldest brother, you started to choke and gag, but lo’ak didn’t care. It only made him fuck your throat faster, harder.

“I told you, I’m not gonna be so nice.” He laughed, throwing his head back as he felt his high approaching slowly.

Neteyam was still going hard, grunting while he watched your ass slap against his pelvis with every thrust. He slapped your ass hard, causing you to scream loudly on lo’ak.

“FUCK, I’m gonna cum down this tight little throat of yours.” He shouted contorting his face in pleasure. You started feeling light headed, as you started going in and out of consciousness again.

“Oh my fucking GOD, IM CUMMING!” Lo’ak started convulsing as his eyes rolled back, mouth wide opened. You felt his cum leak down your throat, waking you up alittle. He slowly thrusted his seed into the back of your throat as he groaned loudly, riding out his high. He finally pulled out of your mouth. Spit ran down your chest as you gasped for air. He let your head go and you fell to the ground. Lo’ak blinked, and his eyes were back to normal. He looked down at the scene infront of him, and fell back. His eyes widened as he watched Neteyam rut into your limp body. He wanted to help you, but he was in complete shock.

“Ughhhh, shit y/n!” Neteyam shouted as his thrusts became sloppy. He let out a guttural growl as he exploded inside of you. He thrusted into you one last time before pulling out of you, falling back onto his elbows. He growled loudly, trying to catch his breath before he blinked, eyes going back to normal. He looked around frantically, and then down at you. His hand flew over his mouth at your almost lifeless body. He met lo’aks gaze from across the room.

“What the fuck happened?” Lo’ak asked watching you try to crawl to the hut entrance.

“I-i don’t know.” Neteyam answered crawling over to you slowly. He gently turned you over to face him. He lifted you up by your back, watching you drift in and out of consciousness. Lo’ak crawled over to you, as he noticed the purple bruises and scratches spread across your body.

“Oh shit…” lo’ak whimpered, running his hands through his hair in frustration. “What the fuck did we do to her?!” Lo’ak shouted, pacing back and forth.

“JUST SHUT UP AND LET ME THINK” Neteyam roared.

“Y/n??? Y/n!!” Neteyam yelled as he slapped your face a couple of times, and nothing.

“FUCK!” Neteyam yelled, shaking you, still nothing. He looked around the room, and noticed your bag, with fresh water in a canteen.

“LO’AK, hand me that water! In the bag!!!” Lo’ak darted to the bag, grabbing the water and giving it to neteyam. Neteyam opened the canteen and poured it on your face. You gasped loudly, choking on the water that flowed down your nose and throat.

“Y/n??? Y/N!! TALK TO ME PLEASE!” Neteyam screamed, shaking your shoulders. You were breathing heavily, trying to catch your breath. You opened your eyes just enough to see the two figures looking down at you. You still couldn’t talk, as your throat was throbbing in pain. All you could do was wince in pain. Everything hurt.

“WHY DIDNT YOU LISTEN TO ME???? WHY WOULD YOU COME HERE???” Neteyam cried as he watched you struggle to catch your breath. He picked you up, and placed you on the cot. You whimpered the whole way, as every part of your body was sore.

Lo’ak leaned down next to your bruised thighs, hesitating to touch them. “Y/n….i am so sorry! I don’t even remember what happened.” You mustered enough energy to finally speak.

“Don’t apologize…I wanted to help you.” You rasp as you leaned down to touch his arm. He grabbed your hand, letting a tear slip out of his eye.

Neteyam just stared at you with shame. He couldn’t believe that he let this happen, that he didn’t protect you. You grab his hand, with your free one, knocking him out of his trance.

“I wanted to help.” You whisper looking in between both of the brothers.

“lay with me?” You ask them with a light smile. They look at each other, and then back at you. Lo’ak crawled behind you, spooning you while his hand caressed your bruised thigh.

Neteyam laid facing you, wrapping you in his arms. The warmth that wrapped around you made you melt. You smiled into Neteyams chest, as you leaned your head back on lo’aks shoulder.

“I love you, both of you…” you confess before drifting off to sleep.

“We love you too…”

Wheewwwwwww chilleee, if you made it to the end of this story, congrats because I feel like this shit long asf. This will probably be the end of this series, unless I can think of another idea, but I think we can leave it here atp.

Anywayssss, I love y’all man. I hope you guys enjoyed it.🫶🏽❤️

Outtie❤️🖖🏾,

Pandorxx

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