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samandcolbyownme · 4 months

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Summary: Your work trip ended early but you haven't told anyone but your one friend, who subtly plans a last minute get together as a way for you to surprise your boyfriend, Jake who can't stand being away from you any longer.

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, hair pulling, choking, biting, oral (f rec), scratching, unprotected rough but sensual sex, general filth

Word count: 3.4k | not edited & not a request

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"My flight lands at five.." you speak into the phone, "Then it's an hour to your house from the airport, so I would say have them come over by six thirty? Seven maybe?"

"It feels like months since I've seen you." Kat laughs, "I know Jake is itching to get his hands on you."

"You haven't told him that I'm coming home have you?" You sit up slightly.

"No, I haven't told anyone. I promise." She assures you and you sigh, "Okay. Good. I want to make a dramatic entrance."

"I know, that's why I haven't. You know damn well if Jake knew you were coming home early, he'd be at the airport right now waiting for you."

You smile, nodding to yourself, "Oh I know he would. He thinks I'm in a meeting right now. I feel bad lying to him but.." you shrug and Kat laughs, "I'm sure he'll understand when you walk through my door later on tonight."

"I'm thinking we play it off as I'm the pizza person, you can say you're ordering pizza.. you call me instead and have Jake answer the door?" You bite your lip, thinking about seeing him for the first time in almost three weeks.

"That's perfect. Oh.. Sam is coming. Gotta go. Love you!" Kat says and you smile, "See you soon. Love you."

You take a deep breath, seeing a message from Jake that you can't answer because you want to keep the jig up, hurts. You want nothing more than to tell him, but you know it'll be a better surprise if you hold on to being the pizza delivery person.

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

You had twenty minutes until you were at Kat's house, and you were getting anxious because you were so excited.

You kept picturing seeing Jake. His smile when he first sees you. His arms wrapping around you tight. You were also, at this point, getting antsy.

You had to repeatedly fight the urge to tell the Uber driver to step on it. Go faster. Do anything to get you there before your actual arrival time.

You glance down at your phone, seeing a message from Kat, Everyone is finally here. I already told them I ordered the pizza.. How much longer??

You glance up at the gps screen, looking back down at your phone to type, Ten minutes. I'm actually kind of shaking, Kat. Is Jake in a good mood? I haven't answered him in a while.

You tap the side of your phone, waiting for her reply to pop up, He keeps saying it's not the same without you. I keep telling him that you'll be home in a few days and we can party it up when you get home.

You laugh quietly, thank you for doing this. I'm sure it's not easy keeping a secret like this. You're a real one.

You rest your phone down, bouncing your leg as you watch the arrival time go down minute by minute.

"Can we park a little bit down the street? I'm surprising people and I don't want them seeing a car pulling up outside the house." You explain to the driver and he's all for it, "Of course! I love a good surprise reunion."

He stops down the street and you get out, taking your suitcase with you, "Thank you so, so much!"

"Have a good night!" He smile with a nod and drives off. You pull out your phone, texting Kat, I just got dropped off down the street. I can see your house now.

As you walk up to the house, the windows are open so you can hear the chatter of everyone inside. You bring your hand up, pressing the little white button to ring the door bell.

"Jake, go get the pizza." Kat demands, "Please."

"Why do I have to go get it?" Jake argues and you can't help but smile. Kat raises her voice, "Just go get the damn pizza, Jake!"

He huffs, "I don't know why I have to be the one to go get the fu-" the door opens and he stops talking.

He stands there in shock as you smile and laugh, "Hi, baby."

He lunges to you, wrapping his arms around your waist and holding you close as he lifts you off the ground, "No fucking way." He leans his head back, eyes scanning over your face as he smiles, "What the fuck are you doing here?"

"I finished work early and there was no meeting today. I was catching flights." You wrap your arms around his neck tighter, "I wanted to surprise you."

"Well you succeeded because boy am I shocked." He laughs, burrowing his face into your neck.

"I've never seen Jake act like that with a pizza delivery guy." You hear someone say and Johnnie speaks up, "I have."

You laugh and Jake sets you down, "I'm.." he laughs and shakes his head as he cups your cheeks, "wow."

You smile and pull him in for a kiss, "I've missed you so much."

"I've missed you more than anything. You have no idea." He kisses all over your face and you laugh. He slings his arm around your shoulder, "Come on."

He walks you in the house and everyone shouts different things of surprise.

"Oh my god!"

"Y/n!"

"No fucking way!"

"Welcome home!"

You smile, "Hey guys." You looking Kat and she runs over to you, "My turn." She hugs you and you hug her, "Hello to you, too."

You laugh and rub her back and Jake sighs, "Okay. Okay. Last time I checked, she was my girlfriend."

Kat leans back, looking at him, "I knew her first, Jake. But fine.. I have to go call in the pizza anyway."

Jake scoffs and groans, "Kat! You said you already did that."

"Would you rather have had pizza or y/n?" Kat raises a brow and Jake snaps and points to you, "Y/n of course." Kat smirks, "That's what I thought."

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

You're sitting on Jake's lap, twirling a piece of his hair as you stare at him, "Two weeks was enough." He nods, tilting his head into your hand, "i wish you would have told me. I would have came and got you."

You smile, "I know.. but I wanted to have a moment, you know?"

He chuckles, "Yeah, no. I get it." He turns his head, kissing your palm, "Can't wait to get you home, though." He raises his eyebrows and moves you off of his lap.

You scoff, "Hey. Hey!"

He looks back at you with a smile as he walks over to get a drink. You keep your eyes on him until Kat comes over, stealing his spot, "Okay, so I have to know.. what was Milan like?"

"Oh my god. It was absolutely beautiful. You would have died." You take your phone out, clicking on your pictures to show her.

Each picture is followed by a quiet, "Oh my gosh."

You smirk, "We're going back. I need to take you."

She lays a hand over her heart, "Oh y/n. I love you." You smile, "if I could have brought you with I would have. But I love you, too!"

Your phone vibrates and you internally groan as you hope it's not work. You look at it and do a double take as you see it's a text from Jake, Been absolutely craving you since the night you left.

You look up, searching for him. Your eyes widen when you see him leaning against the counter, phone in hand staring at you.

Another text comes through, Let my tongue explain how bad I crave you, baby.

You swallow, and tilt your head as you look up at Jake. You feel a hand on your arm, "What is going on? Are you and Jake having another moment?"

You look over at Kat, "Uh, yeah." You clear your throat and cross your leg, "You could say that." You smirk slightly and she shakes her head, "Girl, just go home with him already! You two deserve it."

"You won't be mad?" You pout slightly and she laughs, "Get out of here already."

You stand up, walking over to Jake who looks at you with an innocent smile, "Hello my lovely girlfriend."

"Don't start pretending that you didn't just-"

"Just what? Hmm?" He sticks his tongue out, quickly wetting his lips and your eyes flick from them to his eyes, "Just take me home so your tongue can explain what you texted me."

He raises his brows, "Well, if you insist." He winks and sets his cup down, shoving his phone in his back pocket, "M'lady." He holds his arm out and you laugh, "you're so weird."

"But you love me." He glances at you and you nod, "I sure do." You walk into where everything is and you wave, "Bye guys."

"Leaving already?" Sam asks as he looks up at you and Jake. You nod, "Yeah, I've flew on three different planes today. Jet lag, you know."

Johnnie laughs, "Nah, they're going home to bone!"

Jake does finger guns to him and nods, "You are so right, my boy." You pat Jake's chest and scoff while trying not to laugh, "Jake. Oh my god."

"Have fuuuun!" Kat yells, "And be safe!"

"Safe? What's the fun in that?" Jake jokes and you pull him with you to the door, "Let's go. Before you embarrass me some more." Jake laughs and grabs your suitcase before walking out with you.

"Come on, y/n. You know I had to have a little fun before we dipped." Jake smirks at you as he slides your suite case into the backseat. You roll your eyes, "I know. But I just want to get home."

You go to open the car door but Jake's hand slides under yours, "I know you probably haven't had anyone open your car doors the last two weeks, but you're home now. So that mean.." he opens your door, "I do."

You giggle as you get in, staring up at him with a smile on your face.

You were glad to be home.

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

The drive home was simple. You filled him in on the stuff he didn't know, which wasn't much considering you talked to him every chance you could. His hand holding yours like he isn't going to let go again, thumb dragging gently over your skin.

You soaked up the sweet moment, because you knew as soon as you got back to your shared apartment, there wasn't going to be anything sweet about it.

Jake missed you and he was going to show you just how much he did.

"Alright. Home sweet home." Jake smirks as he puts the car in park, "Ready?"

You look over at him, "I've been ready since I knew I was coming home today." He smirks, nodding, "Yeah. I can imagine." He bites his lower lip, "Come on, then." He gets out and you wait patiently for him to walk around and open your door.

"What a good girl." He jokes, but that just made you want him more. You get out, hands immediately going to the sides of his neck as you push your body against his.

His hands lay on your waist and he spins to pin you up against the car. He kisses down your neck and you tilt your head back, moaning quietly as he bites down onto your skin.

You tilt your head back up, laying your hands flat on his chest, “Let’s go inside.” You breathe out, “It’ll be better.”

“Yeah it will.” He grabs your hand, pushing the door shut as he walks you up the steps to your door. He quickly unlocks it, pushing it open before pulling you infront of him.

His hands lay on your hips as he guides you backwards into the dark house. You reach over, flipping the switch as he closes the door.

“C’mere.” He bends down slightly, grabbing the back of your thighs and catching you as you jump. Your legs wrap around his waist and your hands go back to the sides of his neck.

Your lips meet his, moving in a quick, yet beautiful sync. Your back meets the couch as he lays you down.

His hands move to untie your sweats and he was thanking you mentally for wearing something easy for him to get into it.

“You’re going to taste so good.” He mumbles as he kisses back your jaw line, “Been thinking about you so much lately.”

“I’m home now.” You smile, gasping as he sucks a well deserved mark into the skin of your neck. Your hand moves up to lay on the back of his head, fingers tangling in his hair as he works his way down.

His hands move up to push your shirt up, fingers gently dragging up and down your torso, “Sit on my face.”

You bit your lip, looking up at him as he leans back, “Please.”

You nod, “okay.” You go to get up but he stops you, making you lay back down so he can remove your sweats and panties, “Let me get these off for you.”

He smirks as he pulls down your sweats, discarding them to the floor before sliding his hands up your legs, “And these.” He glances up at you then back down as he reveals your soaked pussy.

His lip pulls between his teeth and he lets out a sigh through his nose, “Yeah.” He smirks up at you, “I can’t wait any longer.”

He pulls you up by your hands, taking your place on the couch, “Come on, baby.” He wiggles his fingers, indicating he wants you to straddle his head.

You move up next to him, grabbing the back of the couch as you swing your leg over. He licks his lips, eyes on the prize as his hands slide up to grip your hips.

You lower yourself down, instantly moaning as you feel his tongue slip into you.

The sucking and slurping of your pussy sends you into a frenzy. You felt like it was forever since Jake was between your legs, usually it’s every other night or so.

Your nails dig into the couch as your other one tangles into his dark hair, “F-fuck.. fuck..” you fight to not squeeze your thighs shut, “Yes.. y-yes..”

Your head falls back, eye squeezing shut as he brings you to your first needed orgasm.

His tongue doesn’t stop. His nose bumps your clit at the right angle, sending more of a pleasured sensation through your body.

Your legs are shaking, your hips buck as he pulls you down onto him more, “J-Jake.. baby..” you moan loudly, panting as he brings you through your high.

He lifts your hips, looking up at you with a smile, “You like that?”

You look down at him with a smirk, “Yeah.. maybe a little.” You bite your lip as you go to get off, but he pulls you back down, “Gotta make you like it a lot.”

His tongue is back to work and you moan, tugging his hair as you grind your hips down onto his face, “Shit.. shit..”

He slides his hand over, rubbing circles onto your clit as his tongue laps on your folds.

You quickly take off your shirt, revealing your bare chest. His eyes widen at the sight and he slides his other hand up to toy with one of your nipples.

Your brain goes fuzzy, moaning as you knead your other boob with your own hand, “Fuuuck.” You moan, whispering at the pinching of your nipple, “Gonna cum..”

The pressure on your clit hardens at your words and your hand goes back to gripping the back of the couch, moaning and whimpering as he brings you to another orgasm.

Your legs shake around his head and you gasp, “Jake.. Jake..” you lean back slightly and he pulls away, “How was that?”

“That was fucking fantastic.” You smile as you look down at him, chest rising and falling rapidly, “Now fuck me like that.”

He raises his eyebrows and nods, “Say no more.”

You move off of him, taking your original spot back. You watch as he strips down, eyes grazing over the tattoos you love so much.

“I’ve missed you so fucking much.” You lay your hands on his shoulders as he moves his body to hover over yours.

His one arm hooks under your thigh and pushes it back, “I’ve missed you more, babe.” You stare up at him as the tip of his cock rubs against your slick opening.

Your lips part as he slips in. Your moans being cut up by his lips closing the space. His thrusts are slow at first, soaking up the feeling of you finally being home.

Your arm wraps around his neck as your back arches, pressing your chest to his, “You make me feel so good.” You whisper in between kisses, “So.. fucking.. good baby.”

He smirks, groaning as he nods, “You always feel so good to me.” He pushes his hips in, bottoming out so you can feel every inch of him, “I want you to know how much I missed you.”

You gasp as he pushes hard, grinding his hips slowly against yours. You lick your lips, moving your hips to try and get more, “I know you missed me.”

He rests his forehead against yours as he pulls out, thrusting back in, and repeating his actions a few times before picking up the pace.

He slides his free hand up your side, resting his elbow by your head. His other hand grips the inside of your thigh that his arm is wrapped around.

“Cum for me.” His words are deep sounding as he brushes hair from your face, “Fuck, you feel so fucking good.”

His lips kiss up and down your neck, over your collar bone to the other side, “You’re gonna make me cum.”

You tilt your head back, moaning as he thrusts into you, “A-lmost there..” you whimper, “Fuck.”

His hand slides into your hair, tilting your head back so he can kiss under your jaw. You squeeze his cock, moaning as you move your hips to meet his, “yesyesyes!”

Your back arches as you cum. Jake wraps his lips around your nipple, gently biting down and sucking as your eyes roll back.

Your legs wrap right around his waist as he fucks you through the high, causing you to become a whimpering, moaning mess under him.

“That’s my girl.” He whispers into your ear as you settle down, “So fucking good.” He tilts your head up so he can meet his lips with yours.

Your hands slide into his hair, holding him to you as he swallows your moans, “Cum in me.” He nods, “Yeah?”

You nod, “Yes..” you feel his thrusts get sloppy, “Please baby..”

He buries his face into your neck as he moans lowly, “Fucking hell.” You drag your nails up his back, digging them into his shoulders to leave little crescent marks in his skin.

He groans as you repeat the process, moaning along with him as you feel his cock twitch inside of you.

He relaxes his body on top of yours and lets out a sigh, “That was the best welcome home I’ve ever gotten and I wasn’t even the one who came home.”

He laughs as he leans up, reaching over to grab his shirt to clean you up with. You smile and nod, “I should go away more often.”

He instantly glares at you, “No.”

“No? What do you mean no?” You laugh as you sit up and he leans in, “You cant leave me again. I was like a lost puppy without you.”

You smirk, “But you had Johnnie.”

“I can’t have sex with Johnnie.” Jake tries not to laugh but inevitably fails and you shrug, “I mean…”

“Don’t even, y/n.” Jake laughs and leans in, pecking your lips quickly, “I’ve missed you being mean to me.” You scoff, “That wasn’t mean.”

He fake pouts, “Well my feelings are.. hurt.”

“Awe. Do I need to make it up to you?” You fake pout back and lean in, “I’m sorry.” Jake runs a hand over your head, “You know what.. I think you do..”

“Can it be in the shower?” You raise your brows, bottom lip tucked between your teeth.

He presses a kiss to your forehead, “it can be anywhere you want it to be.”

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

I’m suuuuper proud of this one. Let me know what you think! Love yas!

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lustspren · 11 months

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Queen of Hearts ft Jihyo, Dahyun

length: 13k words✦

Jihyo, Dahyun & Male Reader.

genres: dom! Jihyo, sub! Dahyun, threesome, blowjob, lesbian, oral sex, dirty talk, titjob, voyeur, creampie, slight fluff, slight squirt, ✧

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For a reserved and shy person, college, as well as high school, could be either a normal experience, or hell on earth itself. Fortunately for you, the second case never came to pass. Not because of you, nor because of how the society on campus behaved towards you, but because of a person who was with you from the first moment you met her, and who had never let you down even until now, when you were already in the room. semester of your degree.

Kim Dahyun was sitting next to you at the desk, her hair in a messy bun and her glasses on as she wrote notes in her notebook. You had an important exam in two weeks, and you were doing your best to find the best methods, and find the best possible way to retain as much information as possible. You had an open book of Theoretical History of Urbanism, and you were helping her to highlight the most important points.

You had installed a fully adjustable and customizable LED lighting system in the bedroom, it was at a dim level, fulfilling the perfect level of relaxation and concentration that you needed. The light that you lacked to read was complemented by a table lamp with a flexible arm, which pointed directly towards your hands.

The conversation was not something recurring during your study sessions, only for specific things, but you really valued that a lot. You weren't exactly good at socializing, you lacked charisma, eloquence, and conversational skills, but with Dahyun that was never a problem. She would always get you out of trouble when you tried to talk, she would bring up topics for you to talk about, she would make you feel comfortable, and most importantly, she would never pressure you to behave in a way that you weren't. She appreciated you and cared for you, just the way you were.

You rarely questioned yourself, but with her you could never understand if what you felt was pure and simple brotherly love, or if it was something more. A lot of times she was a little of one thing, and a lot of times a little of the other, but they both had one thing in common: she was by far your favorite person. You couldn't feel safe with anyone but her, and when you didn't have her close to you, you didn't feel complete.

"I think we can stop for now..." Dahyun said quietly, not breaking the calm atmosphere you were in, "Do you want me to prepare something to eat?" She put the pencil to the side of the notebook and looked at you.

"I don't know, are you hungry?" you asked, your eyes still on the book as you looked at the illustrations.

"Pretty much, yes," she sighed, "I'll make ramyeon."

"Uh... do you need help?" You looked up to meet her eyes for a second, but instantly lowered them to look elsewhere. Eye contact made you extremely nervous, making it impossible for you to look someone in the eye for more than 5 seconds.

"No, silly," she smiled, ruffling your hair, "just come with me, I don't want to be alone in the kitchen," you just nodded.

You and Dahyun were roommates from a few months after you met in college. It was a nice, cozy, medium-sized apartment that was about 10 minutes by bus from the university. It belonged to Dahyun's aunt, but she had let her use it since she was moving to China for work. At the time you were looking for a small apartment to rent, but Dahyun was a bit pushy with you, and you really weren't too sure even when you accepted the proposal, but to this day you had absolutely no regrets.

Coexistence was perfect in all aspects, she respected your personal spaces and you respected hers, and despite the fact that you shared a bedroom, there was never a single argument or awkward moment between the two of you.

You went out and into the kitchen, and Dahyun turned on the light while you sat on a stool with your phone in hand. She opened one of the cupboards next to the oven and took out two bowls of instant ramyeon to set on the worktop. She then took out a small pot, filled it with water and put it on one of the burners to wait for it to boil.

"Are you... nervous about the exam?" she asked, leaning back against the worktop.

"A little..." you replied, scrolling down to twitter on your phone.

"Why? You haven't failed at anything so far, you're an excellent student!"

"I've passed everything with the bare minimum," you sighed.

"But you've been passing, haven't you?" she giggled nervously, "it's the important thing."

"I know... but I'm always afraid of failing, I don't like it," she took a few steps forward and gently pinched your cheek.

"Hey, everything's going to be alright, okay?" She said in a low, reassuring voice, "You know I've got your back, besides, we're in this together, literally."

You looked up to see her for a moment, and not knowing what to say, you just gave her a small smile when you returned your eyes to the screen of your phone. She stood there for a few more seconds, you noticed that she wanted to say something, but she finally turned around and went back to look at the pot.

It took about two minutes for the water to boil. Dahyun turned off the heat, then opened the two bowls of ramyeon, took out the seasoning packets, and poured the water into both. She then opened the envelopes one by one, and poured the contents onto the ramyeon. She opened a drawer to her left, took out two stainless steel chopsticks and set them to the side of the bowls, then covered them. It took an additional five minutes or so for the ramyeon to be done.

"There you go..." Dahyun said, setting down your bowl of ramyeon on the counter in front of you, with the two chopsticks inside, "bon appetit!"

"Thank you," you nodded, placing the phone on your lap and reaching for the chopsticks to stir the noodles.

The next few minutes were as silent as ever as you ate any meal at any time. Dahyun knew that you didn't like to talk while eating, and she was completely silent at all times. This would have continued to be the case, had it not been for an unexpected notification from her that arrived on her phone. You weren't going to pay attention at first since what she did with her phone was none of your business, but seeing her read the text she just received so attentively and seriously piqued your curiosity. You looked sideways as she wrote, and then saw her face for a second as you lifted some noodles to your mouth.

"Something happens?" you asked while chewing, but covering your mouth with the back of your hand.

"Wait..." she mumbled, still typing for a few more seconds, "Okay," she put the phone down and turned to face you, "Do you want to go to a party?"

"What? No, you know I don't," you answered convincingly, before going back to eat some of your noodles.

"It's just, ugh," she settled into the chair and moved her closer to you, "It's not a party, it's more of a…" she thought for a moment, "a private meeting."

"Whatever it is, I don't want to go," you said again, completely sure and firm in your position.

"It's a good friend of mine's birthday," Dahyun said in a low, listless voice, as if she was resigned that you weren't going to give in no matter how hard she tried, "I've known her since we were kids!

"Then why don't you go by yourself?" you asked, eyes on the noodles. You wanted water, they were a bit spicy.

"You're my… best friend," Dahyun said that with some difficulty on each syllable, "I really want you to meet her, and well, I'd be so excited if you went with me."

"Dahyun…" you dropped the chopsticks, and clasped your hands in your lap to give her your attention, "I… it's not my vibe, really," you shook your head, "I don't feel comfortable around people who I don't know."

"I wouldn't part with you at any time, you know that right?" She placed her hand on your wrist, and you watched her press her fingers lightly around it, "Besides, I wouldn't make you go somewhere I know you'd hate."

"You don't even know how everything will be."

"I know Jihyo, the craziest thing I've ever seen her do is drink straight from a vodka bottle."

"Does that seem little to you?"

"Compared to what other girls her age do, yes," she shrugged.

"I… I don't know, Dahyun," you started breathing slightly faster, you were getting anxious.

"Hey, hey," she cupped your face with both hands and made you look straight into her eyes, longer than you were used to, "Do you trust me?"

"I-I..." you tried to take your gaze away from her, but she kept fixing your eyes on hers.

"Just answer me, please..." the soft touch of her hands and her sweet voice made you gradually relax, to the point where your breathing returned to normal.

"Yes… I do, more than anyone," you replied, now taking a deep breath as you concentrated on holding her gaze.

"Then you know I'll do everything I can to make you feel good," she stroked her thumbs over your cheeks, "and we can leave whenever you want if that's not the case."

"Whenever I want?"

"Yes, I promise," she nodded, and then you noticed that she stared at your lips for a few seconds before returning her gaze to your eyes.

"I…" you sighed, thinking hard about your answer, "alright, I'll go," you nodded.

"Really?!" she squealed excitedly with a beaming smile on her face, letting go of your face to jerk to her feet, "Ahhhh! Thank you thank you thank you!" She lunged at you and nearly knocked you off your stool, wrapped her arms around your neck, and pulled you into a tight hug. You froze completely for a moment, and seconds later you wrapped your arms around her torso to return the hug.

"Yeah, yeah… it's okay," you said quietly, cheek resting against her chest, "And when is it?"

"In an hour."

"What?!" you never raised your voice, but there were small exceptions. Dahyun broke away from you, and sat back down in her chair.

"Yeah, sorry," she laughed a bit nervously, "she told me at the last minute."

"God, Kim Dahyun..." you put two fingers to your septum, closed your eyes, and sighed.

"It's okay if we're a little late, don't stress," she reached her hand up to your forehead and poked you with her middle finger, "come on, finish your meal."

You wanted to say something else, but you decided to shut up and save energy for the tremendously long night that was ahead of you. You and her finished your ramyeon bowls in no time, and as soon as you did, you left the chopsticks in the dishwasher and discarded the bowls.

"Are you going to shower first or...?" Dahyun asked.

"No, you go first, don't worry," you nodded toward the hallway.

"Very good, but go planning what you are going to wear, okay?"

"I'll try," you sighed.

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What the hell were you going to wear? The reality was that you never frequented places or meetings of this type, so the simple fact of dressing for the occasion was already complicated enough for you. You stayed sitting on the edge of your bed, analyzing the best options. You lost track of time, so it was a good few minutes before Dahyun walked into the bedroom with a towel wrapped around her milky body.

"Uhm, what are you supposed to be doing?" she asked, standing next to you and looking where you were looking.

"I don’t know what to wear."

"Oh come on," she crouched down carefully, placing a hand on her chest to keep the towel from falling off, "just put those shoes on, with those pants, and that cute sweater you always wear."

"The blue one?"

"The blue one," she nodded.

"Okay, I'm sorry," you sighed, "It's just… you know."

"Yeah, I know, you don't have to apologize silly," she stood up again and squeezed your cheek with two fingers, "Now cover your eyes, please."

You fell back on the bed, grabbed a nearby T-shirt and pulled it over your face to completely block your vision. You waited patiently for a few minutes, fiddling with your hands as you once again seriously reconsidered whether to go or not.

"Can I see now?" you asked.

"Give me a second," you heard a click, then a small silence, and then another click, "done."

You took the shirt off your face and stood up again, the first thing that caught your attention was the color contrast between the walls of your bedroom with Dahyun's outfit, all shades of yellow. A dark striped champagne skirt a little above her knees, a lemon yellow sleeveless top with small white squares, and a headband of the same color on her head.

"Wow, you look so pretty…" you said, looking her up and down, from her wide hips to her pretty bare shoulders. It was the first time you said something like that to her, so her first reaction was to remain silent, her hands clasped on her belly while she nervously moved her feet.

"Do you really think so?" she asked, playing with her fingers.

"I mean, yeah," you nodded, looking into her eyes and then away, "that color looks really nice on you."

"I… thank you," a small smirk spread across her face, and then she looked down at herself.

"It's nothing," you smiled back, and then stood up, "turn around, please."

"Oh no, I'll go out to put on my makeup and finish getting ready, don't worry," for some reason, Dahyun's smirk or twinkle in her eyes didn't disappear, and it stayed that way until you saw her walk out the door. You were stunned for a minute, staring at nothing. You felt something tickle in your stomach, and a slight warmth on your cheeks. You completely ignored how you felt so as not to overthink it, and you began to undress, bathe, and then change your clothes.

When you went back to the living room you were already dressed as Dahyun had told you, and to be honest you felt quite comfortable that way. She was sitting on the couch, looking at herself in a hand mirror as she rubbed a blush on her cheeks. Her shoulders were now covered by an open sweater of a much lighter yellow. As soon as she saw you walk out of the hallway, she looked you up and down and smiled at you again.

"Do I look ridiculous?" you asked naively, sticking your fingers into the pockets of your pants.

"Oh come on, don't be silly, you look great! I told you the blue sweater was a good choice," with that said, she went back to what she was doing.

"If you say so..." you went to sit next to her, leaning your back against the sofa as you stared at your phone.

About ten minutes passed between Dahyun finishing her makeup and retouching her outfit. She stood up, and went to look for her handbag on your coat rack in the entrance.

"Can you call the taxi? I need to go to the bathroom before we go," she said walking into the hallway.

"Oh sure."

And that you did. You called the taxi to your location, and when you were both ready, you went down from your apartment to wait for the car on the sidewalk in front of the building. It arrived after a few minutes, Dahyun indicated the direction to the driver, and you set off.

You spent the whole way moving your leg as if it were a nervous tic and looking out the window while nibbling your fingernails. You had rarely felt this nervous in your life, in fact, you could count those occasions on the fingers of one hand. The most recent being when you went to the My Chemical Romance concert in Japan, but not even seeing your favorite band in person for the first time had you as scared as going to a simple birthday party.

"Hey, calm down," Dahyun put a hand on your knee, and you stopped moving your leg, but you didn't stop biting your nails or looking out the window.

"I can't believe I'm going to a party," you muttered, staring off into the streets.

"You know that not all parties are the same, right?" Dahyun was cross-legged, her phone in hand and an open chat you didn't have to read to know it was Jihyo's, "It might be something fun for you."

"I highly doubt it, I don't even like people."

"If you can tolerate my existence, you can also tolerate the existence of a few other people."

"As long as they're not loud and insufferable, yes, perfectly."

"I can promise you they won't be insufferable, but I'm not so sure about the other."

"Great."

It was quite a short trip, Jihyo's residential building was not as far as you thought, in fact, you could have walked there and arrived in less than ten minutes, but it was already quite dark, so you never even considered it as an option. The driver parked in front of the building, Dahyun paid him, and you got out of the car to start walking through the small square around the residential complex. Dahyun took her phone out of her clutch bag and made a call.

"Unnie! I'm here. Come down to open the door for us," there was a silence while Jihyo answered her on the other end of the line, you couldn't understand what she was saying, but you did realize one thing: she was a very, noisy person, "Alright, I'll see you in a bit."

"My God, I could hear her from here," you said, looking at a bush on the other side of a small metal fence.

"I told you I couldn't promise you they wouldn't be loud," she sighed, then linked her arm with yours.

You entered the building within a few seconds. Dahyun took the phone from the entrance gate, and dialed the number of what you assumed was Jihyo's apartment phone, seconds later, you heard a beep coming from the gate. Dahyun pushed it, and it opened inward.

You took the elevator to the seventh floor, got out, and walked along a wide corridor that led you to the door of the apartment. From outside you could already feel the rumble of the bass of a stereo playing music, it wasn't really that loud, but it was loud enough to ruin the sleep of a person who simply wanted to take a nap. Dahyun rang the bell on the side of the door once. There was no answer, so she rang a second time. Within seconds, the door was opened by a short woman, roughly the same size as Dahyun. She had fairly short hair, with a small part of it tied up at the back of her head. She was wearing a woven cotton shirt, with buttons that she only had fastened in the area of her big chest and a thin necklace of white nuggets, jeans, and black vans shoes.

"Dubu! Ahhh!" she screeched, lunging at Dahyun to hug her tight.

"Hey, you're going to take my breath away," your best friend joked, her arms still attached to her body as Jihyo clung to her like a koala to her branch.

"Right, sorry," Jihyo laughed, then released her and took her hands with a big smile on her face.

"I know I told you early, but happy birthday," Dahyun smiled back, squeezing the girl's hands.

"Thank you, sweetie," she blew Dahyun a little air kiss, and then looked at you, "oh, you didn't come alone."

"Oh right, unnie, he's my best friend, you can call him Balto," Dahyun said, stepping aside to draw attention to you, "Balto, this is Jihyo."

"I-It's a p-pleasure, Jihyo," you stuttered at first like an idiot, "happy birthday," Jihyo stared at you for a few seconds before answering, apparently something about you had caught her attention, but you couldn't figure out what.

"The pleasure is mine, thank you very much," she smiled at you, "Why Balto?"

"It's because of the wolf from an animated movie that I really like," Dahyun answered for you, since she gave you that nickname.

"Oh, that's so cute," Jihyo said, "just like him," you didn't know what to say, and neither did Dahyun, but you did try to say something to no avail, only a slight lisp came out of your mouth, "come on, let's go inside," she invited with a giggle.

The three of you entered the apartment, first passing through a narrow corridor that led directly to the living room. It wasn't a much bigger apartment than yours, in fact, they could perfectly be the same size, with the difference that Jihyo had the furniture arranged in a somewhat more messy way, which led to the feeling that it was less spacious.

There were few people in the room, you could count them perfectly with your eyes, 6 people, 3 girls and 3 boys. Three of them were settled on the sofa, with cans of beer in hand and a glass bowl of chips on the small glass table in front of them, while the other three were scattered around the kitchen. You were relieved, as you thought the environment would be something completely different, but still, your first instinct was to get behind Dahyun and avoid looking at anyone.

"Hey, look on the bright side, I don't know anyone either, just that guy over there," Dahyun nodded at a short, muscular guy, who was doing something in the kitchen you couldn't see.

"That doesn't put me at ease, Kim Dahyun," you said behind her, taking a few more steps until Jihyo stopped a few feet from the sofa.

"Guys, I wanted to introduce you to two friends, they're from architecture," Jihyo stepped aside, and the three people, who were two girls and one boy, looked at the two of you, "Nayeon, Jeongyeon, Han, they're Dahyun and Balto."

You didn't see any of the three of them directly in the eyes, and you didn't say anything either, you just smiled somewhat awkwardly and imitated Dahyun with a small bow. The three of them imitated your gesture respectfully, with friendly expressions on their faces.

"My pleasure," Dahyun smiled.

"What a great outfit! You look so pretty," Nayeon said, leaning forward and resting her elbows on her legs.

“Yeah, and your hair is beautiful,” said Jeongyeon, the girl next to her, who, oddly enough, had short hair.

"Ah otoke..." Dahyun gave an embarrassed giggle, brushing her hair behind her ears.

"Hey dude, you look great too," the boy said.

Did he just talk to you? It took you a moment to sink in, you didn't even react at first until Dahyun nudged you.

"Me? Uh... thanks," you looked at him for a second, flashing a small smirk.

"You're welcome, that sweater is really cool," he smirked back at you, and then picked up the bowl of chips to hold with one arm and eat from it.

"I told you," Dahyun said, turning her head to look at you.

"Yeah, I know you told me."

"Come this way, the Three Stooges are missing," Jihyo said, and you walked behind her towards the kitchen. A girl was sitting on a counter next to the blender, a guy next to her, and the other was chopping potatoes on a counter away from the two of them.

"Jihyo-ya!" said the boy who was cooking as soon as he saw her out of the corner of his eye, "do you have olive oil?"

"Ah yeah, over there," Jihyo pointed to one of the cabinets, "guys, this is Dahyun and Balto," she said looking at you, "And this is Chaeyoung, Seungmin, and the crazy guy cooking is Changbin."

Once again you repeated the same trivial process as always, wave here and wave there, nothing important, and this time none of the three said anything to either of you. Chaeyoung was focused on her conversation with Seungmin, and Changbin on don't cut his fingers.

"Are you making French fries?" Dahyun asked Changbin, and he didn't even bother to look at her.

"Yup!" he said, pouring the olive oil into a skillet.

"Anyway, come this way guys," Jihyo nodded the other way, and you all went back into the living room, "Have a seat. Want something?"

"I want a beer," Dahyun turned to look at you, "And you?"

"I don't like alcohol, just water, thanks," you said.

"I have berry juice, will it work for you?" Jihyo asked, taking slow steps into the kitchen.

"It's perfect, yes," you nodded, then Jihyo went to the kitchen, returning with the can of beer and a carton of blackberry juice to deliver both.

You and Dahyun sat next to each other, with the dining room table very close to you. In the center was a two-tiered red velvet cake, piled high with chocolate-dipped strawberries, disposable plates, and disposable spoons. Jihyo dragged a chair from the other end and positioned her to sit next to you, much closer than you'd expect. You immediately felt nervous.

"And tell me, cuties, you live together, don't you?" Jihyo asked, crossing her legs facing you.

"How do you know?" Dahyun smiled, opening the beer bottle.

"I don't think he left the house of his own accord," Jihyo said, looking at Dahyun, "And he seems like the type to leave you on watch and go to sleep.”

"And you're right, that's exactly what he does," Dahyun sipped her beer, while you opened your juice.

"I only did that once, and it was because you were asking me to go jogging with you in the park," you sipped your juice through a straw, discreetly looking around.

"Really? What time?" Jihyo asked, resting her elbow on the table to look at you.

"8 in the morning, it was Sunday," you said, as Jihyo stared at you so intently that you thought he was analyzing every fragment of your soul.

"Ahhh, Kim Dahyun! How did you expect him to go with you!" She laughed, "I think that was even nice enough, I would have told you to go to hell."

"It was one of my many attempts to get him out of the apartment," Dahyun sighed, also cross-legged in a much more elegant and delicate posture than Jihyo's, "most of the time he's studying, or playing, or reading."

"Oh really? So it's truly a miracle you're here today," Jihyo raised an eyebrow.

"Something like that," you replied, daring to look into her eyes for just under 2 seconds, "I was very tempted to lock myself in the bathroom so Dahyun couldn't make me."

"You need social contact, dumbass," Dahyun gave you a little kick on the ankle with her foot, "you'll be an architect."

"Hey, it's not my fault I'm like this," you took another sip of your juice, inadvertently it was already half full, "I wish I wasn't, believe me."

"Hey! Don't say that!" Jihyo complained, her brow furrowed now, "there's nothing wrong with you being like that, you seem like a friendly and calm boy, besides, you're very cute. You just have to work on it, taking small steps each time."

"Exactly, I never said it was a bad thing, silly," Dahyun said, placing her hand on your shoulder and giving it a little squeeze.

It was the second time in a few minutes that Jihyo had told you that you were cute. You were tremendously slow and stupid for those kinds of compliments or situations, and at that moment you couldn't tell if it was just simple kindness or if it was something more. Your gaze met Jihyo's in a short moment of silence, and for some reason, the place your eyes landed on when you broke eye contact went straight to her pair of round, tight big breasts. She wasn't dumb, she saw right away where your gaze was, and in response she undid just one button on her shirt, enough so that you could see a few inches of her cleavage.

"I-I know... I know, I'm sorry," you took a deep breath, and set the carton of juice on the edge of the table to sink a little into the seat and force yourself not to show your nervousness.

"Hey, cheer up a bit, I promise to make it worth your while," Jihyo placed a hand on your knee and patted it. You stared at her hand, and from there your gaze went up her body, her cleavage, and once again, into her eyes, "Dubu, do you know what music he likes?" she shifted her gaze to your best friend.

"It's disturbing how varied his playlist is," Dahyun was already downing her first can of beer, judging by the lightness with which he picked it up, "the other day he went from listening to Kanye West to Bonnie Tyler."

"Total Eclipse of the Heart?" Jihyo asked.

"Aha," you nodded, more embarrassed than anything else.

"We'll do karaoke, I can sing that one for you if you want."

"Can you sing that song?" you asked incredulously.

"Oh yeah, she's a very good singer, don't underestimate her," Dahyun said.

"I'd like to see that," you admitted, cracking a small smile.

"Then let's get to it," Jihyo nodded toward the couch in front of the TV, where Nayeon, Jeongyeon, and Han were still drinking and eating. You three stood up, Jihyo in front of you two. She stood between the TV and the sofa, placing both hands on her waist, "Hey, shut up everyone!" she called the attention of everyone in the apartment, "it's time for karaoke."

"Just in time!" Changbin said, coming back from the kitchen with a large plate full of perfectly browned fries, "don't be fucking cute and eat them all so fast!" he walked past you and set the plate down on the coffee table next to the already empty bowl of fries.

“I don't promise anything at all,” Chaeyoung said, also walking past Seungmin to sit on one of the individual sofas.

"Sit down guys, I'll be over there," Jihyo said to you, pointing to the large sofa and then to the chairs near Chaeyoung and Seungmin.

Hearing this, Nayeon and Jeongyeon made enough space for you on the couch so that you could all fit a bit tightly together. Dahyun was about to sit on the end of the sofa, but you grabbed her forearm before she did, giving her a look that made it clear that you didn't want to sit so close to Nayeon, so she sat down next to her, and you sat on the end of the sofa right next to the armband.

Jihyo turned on the TV and went to YouTube, and then took a wireless microphone out of one of the drawers under the TV and connected it to the sound system.

"Alright, who wants to sing first?" there was a long silence in the living room, until the person you least expected got up from the sofa.

"Well, if no one else wants to start, I will," Han said, rolling up the sleeves of the sweater he was wearing.

"I must admit I'm surprised," Jihyo laughed, "What do you want to sing?" Han thought about it for a moment, narrowing his eyes as he watched the TV.

"Maniac, the one by Michael Sembello."

"Sure? I could play you the Conan Gray one and that's it," she raised both eyebrows, then met Han's poker face, "very good very good."

Jihyo searched for the song on youtube, and when she hit play she held out the microphone for Han to pick up. To your pleasant surprise, Han was a better singer than he appeared, he wasn't singing the song in exact Michael Sembello key, but his voice color was quite distinctive and cool. While he sang, Changbin went back to the kitchen, only to return with multiple beer cans in his hands and held against his body. He handed it out to everyone in the room, and when he was going to give yours to you, you were forced to shake your head.

"I don't drink, thanks," you brushed him off as nicely as possible.

"Oh no problem then, I'll get you a Pepsi mate."

"But-" before you could protest he was past you and into the kitchen again, taking with him the can of beer that was meant for you.

"Do you still think that the whole society sucks?" Dahyun asked from the side of you, nudging you slightly as she opened her can of beer. There was already enough space on the sofa, but even so she was still very close to you.

"Well, I have to admit that these people are… nice," you said, looking at the TV screen and following the lyrics of the song in your mind.

"I told you," she placed a hand on your thigh and shook it a little, "you're going to have fun, silly," Dahyun grabbed your face with her free hand and pulled you close for a peck on the cheek, "Thank you for coming with me."

You didn't know what to answer at first, you kept a lost look when you felt Dubu's delicate lips on your cheek. It wasn't the first time she'd done something like that, but in every situation you were just as stunned as the previous one.

"Uh… thanks to you," you replied, and it wasn't until seconds later that you realized what a fucking stupid thing you said. Dahyun could only burst out laughing.

Changbin came back with you, a can of Pepsi in hand.

"Sorry bro, I couldn't find it among so many beers," he said, handing you the can.

"No problem, thanks," you smirked and picked up the can, then Changbin went to sit next to Jihyo, who was talking and laughing with Chaeyoung and Seungmin.

The song was over for Han, and all of you in the room gave him a collective applause more than deserved since he had killed the song completely.

"Okay, who's next? That guy just set the bar high," there was another long silence, as everyone stared at her. Jihyo sighed, "Okay, I'll sing," apparently it was a moment they'd all been waiting for, as they erupted in cheers and applause.

Jihyo stood up, took the microphone from Han and took a few slow steps towards the center, as she did so she stared at you and raised an eyebrow, wanting to make sure your eyes were on her at all times. As usual, you almost peed your pants at how intimidating and hot she looked and how clumsy you were in those situations.

She searched for the song that you had asked for a few minutes ago in the search bar, and when she played it you couldn't believe that she was really fulfilling your desire to hear her sing one of your favorite songs of hers. It only took a few seconds for Jihyo to completely captivate you.

You didn't need to be an expert in singing to realize that Jihyo knew what she was doing, her voice was strong and clear, with a powerful volume that you were sure didn't even need a microphone to resonate throughout the apartment without any problem. Her voice wasn't as raspy as Bonnie Tyler's, that was completely impossible to imitate, but she perfectly offset each of the song's high notes without any effort. She was putting her soul and her sweat into killing that song, and you couldn't help but stare at her, totally stunned and impressed.

About a minute and a half into the song had passed when Jihyo did a dramatic turn, and when her head turned, she caught your eyes on her, realizing, she gave you a beautiful smile that felt like an arrow straight to your heart. She turned around again to look at the television, and you were left with a hot sensation on your cheeks, you had blushed.

That had left you partially isolated from your surroundings, you were no longer looking at Jihyo, your gaze was now lost in absolute nothingness while your heart began to beat slightly harder. Everything around you began to be heard as if you were a few meters underwater, the screams, the applause, the cheers, the laughter, it became in the background while you completely disconnected and began to stir nervously. That could only mean one thing, your social battery was running low and you were having an anxiety attack.

"Hey, Balto..." you heard once, like distant waves, "Balto!" you heard a second time, this time clearer and louder, with a little shake in your arm that brought you back to reality, "Hey, something wrong?"

You looked around, quickly remembering where you were. You looked at Jihyo, who was still singing, and then you looked at everyone else, drinking and having fun. Finally you looked at Dubu, who was looking at you with a worried expression on her face.

"Ah… yeah, I'm fine, I just need to wash my face, I'm a little sleepy," you jerked your thumb back, pointing to the kitchen.

"Are you sure? We can leave in a bit if you want..."

"No, no," you said quickly, "don't worry, I just need to walk a bit to wake up," you took a drink of your Pepsi, then set it down on the small table in front of you to stand up and walk to the kitchen. Jihyo noticed that you were gone, she had seen you out of the corner of her eye, but she kept singing anyway.

You reached the kitchen with your breath still somewhat agitated. You walked over to the sink, turned on the tap, and cupped your two hands to start pouring water on your face. After a few seconds you turned off the tap, and grabbed some kitchen towel to dry your face while you looked around. You hadn't noticed it when you arrived because of the curtains, but on the left side of the kitchen was a door that led to a small balcony outside. You walked over there, slid the glass door to the left and went outside.

The fresh air and the gentle breeze made you take a long breath that helped you begin to relax your body. The views from up there were beautiful, allowing you to see a good part of the city of Seoul and the hills that bordered the city in every corner. You walked over to the railing, which was about the height of your stomach, and leaned idly on it to look up at the beautiful, clear sky.

Nothing was going through your mind at that moment, you were just enjoying your solitude and the absolute peace of the moment, without people shouting and without so much fuss around you. You were really feeling comfortable a few minutes ago, but your brain was not used to it, you assumed that it would take time for that to happen, in the meantime, you had to settle for panic attacks that took absolute control over your body and made you just run away.

It didn't take more than five minutes when you heard the door open a few meters behind you. You thought it was Dahyun, and that's why you didn't bother to turn around, but the surprise almost made you fall over the edge.

"I did it so badly that you had to go outside to not listen to me?" Jihyo said from behind you.

"Fuck!" You gave a little jump, and you put your hand on your heart to let out a sigh and turn to look at her, "You didn't do it wrong, in fact quite the opposite, you're incredible."

"Oh yeah? Then why did you run away like that?" She said, raising an eyebrow, she took a few steps forward and took one of the chairs that were on the balcony to sit cross-legged on it.

"It's just… my social battery is dying, it's already dead, actually," you sighed, going to sit in the other chair next to her, "I'm just used to being around Dahyun all the time."

"I see..." Jihyo nodded slowly, looking up at the sky with you, "Hey, how did you two meet? You seem to be very close."

"It's not really a special story," you began, "we met on our first day, it was the first math module, if I remember correctly. And well, as you saw, I have terrible social anxiety that comes from when I was a kid, and just having to ask a basic question to the teacher terrified me. Dahyun helped me that day, and if it wasn't for her, I would have failed every single test. From then on she always showed interest in me, and never left me alone for a day."

"Aw, that's so cute!" Jihyo said, pulling the chair a little closer towards yours as she looked at you.

You and Jihyo from that moment started a conversation that flowed better than you could ever expect. She was a girl with whom talking was quite easy, she was attentive and very kind, she didn't overwhelm you too much with a lot of words, and she understood perfectly that what you liked the most were those kinds of conversations in which the wind could be heard perfectly above your voices. Normally you wouldn't be talking for so long with a person almost unknown to you, but for some reason you felt comfortable with her, it was something about her aura, her smell, or something as simple as how pretty she was.

About 10 minutes passed, in which you only told stories about each other while looking at the sky and the city, she laughed at your silly awkward jokes, and you at the grace with which she told her stories, but you noticed something quickly, and it was that with each passing moment, Jihyo discreetly moved her chair closer to yours, to the point where they were pressed against each other. You didn't really care at first, but when the conversation fell silent, she leaned her head on your shoulder, and that completely changed the landscape for you.

Your first natural impulse was to try to pull away, since that was what you had been doing your whole life, but she completely ignored your attempt to pull away and left her head there. You had no choice but to take a deep breath, close your eyes and get used to the sensation, which stopped feeling like a nuisance and felt more like a relief, something you felt you just had to enjoy and that's it.

"You know something Balto… it's hard to find people like you," Jihyo said quietly, as you both watched the dim moon behind the clouds.

"What are you talking about?" you asked.

"You are a genuine person... nowadays everyone is hypocritical and fake with everyone, but you are special."

"How are you so sure of that?"

"I just am. Besides, Dubu would never have liked a bad boy, she's too pure and lovely for that."

"Wait," you frowned in confusion, "liked?"

"Oh come on, haven't you really noticed?" Jihyo chuckled.

"What thing?"

"Dahyunie is crazy about you, Balto, I can see it in her eyes," your gaze was lost for a moment while your brain processed the information.

"Nonsense... she's just being nice, she loves me like her best friend," what Jihyo said made all the sense in the world, in fact, more than once you had suspected it, but for some reason you didn't leave the stage of denial for never having noticed it.

"Honey, we women aren't that 'nice'," she made the quotation marks on her fingers, "to our best friends."

"But… why has she never told me?" you asked, still incredulous.

"For the same reason that you haven't told her. You're afraid it will make things different."

"Uh? W-What are you talking about?" all the nerves that you hadn't been feeling a few minutes ago came back to you at that moment.

"Oh sweet boy, you're hopeless," Jihyo sighed, lifting her head from your shoulder to turn to you and bring her mouth to your ear, "I'm going to ask you just once, and I want you to be completely honest with me, if you're not, I'll know," she whispered, her lips brushing against your ear.

"..."

"You like Dahyun, don't you?" she asked. You remained silent and you began to think about it, in all the times in which you had suppressed your feelings and you had left it as something insignificant, but the reality was that there was no person in the world that made you feel so bad. loved as she did. You remembered her radiant smile, the one that would brighten the darkest of your days, and quickly your heart gave an answer.

"I…" you started, but as soon as you were about to reply, Jihyo placed her index finger on your lips to silence you. Then, she got up from her chair and with a quick movement completely unexpected for you, she climbed onto you and sat on your lap, leaving the full weight of her ass against your crotch. You gasped in surprise, your body completely paralyzed as you felt totally controlled by her. She leaned forward, pressing her big tits against your chest and leaning in close to your ear once more.

"I know you like it, you don't have to answer," she whispered with a slight giggle, "I won't tell anyone, don't worry, but if you want I can help you get together."

"Y-you… can you do that?" you asked, still unaware of Jihyo's real intentions.

"Of course, darling," she straightened up and looked into your eyes, "but you'll have to trust me."

"O-okay..." you nodded, again unable to meet her gaze for even more than two seconds.

"Now then, I have another question for you," she leaned forward once more, but this time with her face only inches from yours, her lips almost brushing against yours, "do you think I'm hot?"

That question surprised you even more than the first, but for this one you did have a more than clear answer. You had been seeing her since you arrived at her apartment, and her body was perfect in absolutely every way, big tits, wide hips, nice abdomen, and a tight round ass.

"Yes… you are," you murmured, looking away to avoid her eye, only to notice a smile on her face.

"Put your hands on my waist," she commanded.

"Uh? A-are you sure?" You raised both hands, but left them floating on either side of Jihyo's body.

"Yes, honey, go ahead," she nodded calmly, and you did, holding the woman's fleshy waist in your hands. She placed her hands on your shoulders, and began to rock her hips slowly back and forth, pressing against the growing bulge in your pants with each brush.

You put pressure on her waist with your fingers, gasping at Jihyo's sensual movements. She began to give you small kisses all over her face, from your chin to your forehead, ending with a delicate kiss on your lips.

"You must be very romantic with Dubu, you know?" she whispered against your lips as her ass rubbed against your erection, "she really loves that," Saying that, she returned to your lips to plunge you into a slow, deep kiss, you let her have absolute control over you, even letting her tongue enter your mouth whenever she wanted. She began to move her hips harder when she noticed that your cock was hard under her, "you can touch me as much as you want honey, don't be afraid," she said in the middle of the kiss, before continuing to attack your mouth with her tongue.

Now with a little more confidence, you took your hands from her waist directly towards her ass, giving her buttocks a slight squeeze and then going up her lower back and ending up with your hands on her tits, which almost didn't even fit in them.

"I noticed how you saw them earlier," Jihyo teased with a giggle, "but don't worry, you can touch them as much as you want...even do other things with them later," she kissed you again, and you left yourself for her while your hands massaged and squeezed her soft tits.

While you were still in that intense and sensual making out session, Dahyun was in the living room still sitting where she had been before you left. The people were already drunk, but they were still singing and joking as happily as ever. She had stopped drinking when neither you nor Jihyo showed up anymore, so she was the only completely sane and sober one in that room. At first she thought it was good for you to socialize and experience other people's social contact than hers, but it had been so long that she couldn't help but suspect something was up.

She had to come up with an excuse just like you did to get out of there and go to the kitchen. She didn't see you there, but what she did see was the balcony door open between the curtains that billowed from the wind outside. Dubu walked slowly towards the door, and parted the curtains to find something a few meters away that she never thought she would see in her life.

Dahyun stood in the doorway, her hands on either side of her body as her mouth dropped slightly open in astonishment. She wrinkled her skirt between her fingers, watching you kiss in such a hot way without being able to believe that you were the same guy who a few minutes ago couldn't even look Jihyo in the eye without first shitting his pants. Her body started to feel a little hot, and her cheeks flushed red, seeing Jihyo had unbuttoned her shirt so you could grab her tits over her top, but she still felt that she shouldn't be there and that it was wrong to spy on you, for so she just turned around and went back to the living room to look at her phone and try to erase what she had just seen from her mind.

"Hey, let's go to my room, okay?" she murmured breaking into the kiss, and you put on a somewhat fearful expression, "it's all part of the plan, just let yourself go," she winked at you, and then she gave you a small kiss on the lips before standing up, you followed her

The corridor leading to Jihyo's bedroom could only be seen from a certain angle in the living room. Jihyo led the way, hoping Dahyun was sitting right at that end of the room. Her hopes were fulfilled, but Dubu was focused on her phone, so he had to intentionally slam the wall so she could look up, Jihyo played dumb, and then took your hand to go straight to the bedroom.

As soon as you entered the room Jihyo pinned you against the wall, grabbed your face and kissed you again, but this time in a more intense and fiery way. Her hand went straight to the hard bulge of your pants, and she gently squeezed your cock through the fabric as she kissed you.

"I haven't been able to take my eyes off you since you got here..." Jihyo murmured, pulling away from your lips and burying her face into your neck to begin dishing out wet kisses on it, "you're so, so fucking cute," she unbuttoned your jeans, unzipped them and reached into your boxer to grip your cock between her fingers, "and from what I feel, you have a big juicy cock," she broke away from you and took a step back, "sit there honey," she nodded at the bed, and you complied.

You went to sit on the edge of Jihyo's bed, and she walked over to stand right between your legs. You fixed your gaze on her, and she began to remove her clothes slowly. She first took off her shirt, and then she took off her top, letting you see the white bra that contained her juicy pair of milkers. This was followed by her pants, which she unbuttoned and pulled down very slowly, revealing her meaty tummy, a pair of gorgeous legs, and most of all, the thin lace panty that did little to hide her plump pussy. You gaped, almost drooling at such a fucking incredible body, but as if that wasn't enough, she reached behind her back and undid her bra, it fell off her shoulders, and now her pair of big, round, perfect tits were released right in front of your face.

"J-Jihyo..." you stammered, completely stunned by the pair of melons mere inches from your face.

"Shhh..." she put a finger to your lips, "the best is yet to come," Jihyo took a step back, turned around, and grabbed her own buttocks just to tease you, then grabbed the curb of her panties, lean forward, and begin to slide them down, showing you her plump juicy pussy. She was now completely naked in front of you, and your cock did nothing but throb, screaming to be released. Jihyo was going to turn back to you, but she suddenly looked at the door, noticing something you didn't, she quickly walked over to it, flung it open, grabbed Kim Dahyun's wrist and pulled her inside, closing the door behind her.

"Oh shit!" Dahyun exclaimed, immediately covering her eyes. You widened your eyes in shock, was she really spying on you? Was this part of Jihyo's plan?

"It seems we had company all this time," Jihyo said with a giggle, "It's okay sweetheart, you can watch," she walked over to Dubu, grabbed her wrists, and gently pushed her hands away from her face so she could look at her body.

"I-I, uh… fuck, I can explain," Dubu's face turned red as a tomato, which was easy enough due to her pale skin tone. She didn't know where to look, at one point she looked at you and the marked bulge under your boxers, but then she always ended up looking at Jihyo's tits or pussy.

"You don't have to explain anything, I know you were spying on us, even on the balcony," Jihyo reached out and caressed one of Dubu's cheeks with the back of her hand, "I was hoping you would come here, and you made it easy for me."

"I-I'll go, no problem, I'll just pretend I didn't see anything," she looked away, tilted her head towards Jihyo and tried to turn and leave, but Jihyo grabbed her wrist.

"Uh uh," she shook her head, "we've been waiting for you honey, you can't just leave like that."

"For me?" Dubu asked, her face still red, her breathing ragged from arousement.

"You're the lynchpin of all this, darling, of course," Jihyo closed the distance to inches, grabbed her face and gave Dubu a little kiss on the lips, who was so turned on and surprised that she didn't even flinched, "or don't you want to give Balto a more… special kind of treatment?" She and Jihyo looked at you, but then they locked eyes.

"Of course I do," Dubu agreed slowly, biting her lower lip and finally succumbing to her carnal urges. She took off her jacket, revealing her pretty shoulders and closing the distance between her and Jihyo. They merged in a very hot kiss, Jihyo had wrapped her arms around Dubu's waist, and Dubu had taken her by the neck while she moaned against her lips.

Jihyo wasted no time in getting down to business, first focusing on removing her top and then her skirt, Dubu helped her by taking off her shoes, and now she was just in pink panties and a white bra. They continued kissing for a few seconds, until Dubu herself took off her bra. You were still completely stunned by the incredibly hot scene that was happening in front of you, but also because it was the first time you saw Dubu's naked body in its full splendor, you knew that she had a very pretty figure, but seeing her like this way It made you realize that your best friend had an enviable body, curvy, pale, and toned. Dubu took her hands to Jihyo's tits to squeeze them firmly, while Jihyo massaged her wide and round ass.

"Stop cutie, I think our sweet boy wants some attention too," Jihyo said as she parted from your best friend's lips, and then turned to look at you, "why don't you go join him? I want to play with that cock for a bit."

"Of course," Dubu gasped, also turning to look at you, she walked slowly towards you, climbed on the bed, and disappeared from your sight to kneel behind you. Meanwhile, Jihyo knelt between your legs and grabbed your pants and boxers and lowered them to your ankles and then took them off.

"Fuck... look what we have here," Jihyo gazed at your cock like a shining treasure between her eyes, took it in one hand and shook it gently, "who knew our shy boy was hiding such a beautiful cock."

Dubu said nothing behind you, you tried to turn your head over your shoulder to see her, but what was happening in front of you also demanded your attention. Dahyun helped you remove your sweater, and then ran her hands around your torso to caress your abdomen and chest with her soft, delicate hands.

"Oh Balto… I've been missing that cock all this time," Dubu whispered in your ear, and you shuddered slightly.

"Dahyun… I..." Before you could say anything, Jihyo's pretty lips latched onto the tip of your cock without full warning to make you gasp. She slowly sucked on the tip of it, and then released it to give the base of your shaft a long, sensual lick before pushing you back inside her, this time her lips lowered further, until most of your cock was gone inside her warm mouth.

"Don't say anything, just enjoy, silly..." Dubu whispered, starting to kiss your neck, your shoulders and also your back.

Jihyo placed both hands on your thighs, and began to slowly pump her head up and down. You put your hands on the mattress, and wrinkled the sheets thanks to the sensual pumping of Jihyo's head on your cock. She made sure to make it nice and slow for you, knowing that you wouldn't like something quick and messy right away. You were grateful that she made that decision, because you felt like you were in heaven as her lips went up and down, leaving a slippery and shiny trail.

You leaned back, turned your head to the left and finally found yourself facing Dubu, she looked you in the eye, with flushed cheeks and parted lips, she wanted to say something just like you, but in the end your first impulse was the same, to unite in a kiss that you had been anticipating for months. It may not have been in the right or more romantic circumstances, but you did feel butterflies in your stomach while your lips danced and collided with each other.

"Mission accomplished," Jihyo said, pulling you out of her mouth, you completely ignored her, and she just went back to her business. She sucked on your cock for a few more seconds until she pulled you out of her mouth again, you felt her hands remove from your thighs, and the next thing you felt was your cock being surrounded by soft flesh. You pulled away from the kiss just to see what it was about, only to find Jihyo's pair of big tits sandwiching your cock right in the middle.

"Oh fuck..." you gasped, watching as Jihyo grabbed her tits to press them around your shaft.

"Dubu, would you help me?" Jihyo asked looking at her, "I think it's still a little dry," Dahyun didn't hesitate for a second before kneeling next to you on the mattress, leaning forward being careful not to fall, and spitting out all the accumulated saliva of your kiss between your cock and Jihyo's tits.

Jihyo made sure that her tits were well lubricated as well, using her own saliva apart from Dubu's to make it more slippery. Having made sure that both your cock and her tits were salivated enough, she pressed them firmly and began to move her chest up and down slowly. You moaned out loud, feeling the soft slide of your cock between her incredibly soft tits.

"Balto... touch me please," Dahyun moaned from next to you, you turned to face her, and once again you kissed, but this time your hands went to her pair of modest mounds, slowly massaging them before taking your hands all over her statuesque body, your fingers traversing every possible curve, and finally ending up on the hem of her panties, which you pulled forward a little just to reveal more of her milky buttocks.

Jihyo had started to move her chest faster, letting you use her tits as a personal cocksleeve. She made sure that all of your cock went in and out, so that when she hit your pelvis with her tits, the tip of your shaft would brush against her tongue. It was the first time you received a titjob, and definitely between that, and Dubu's soft skin under your fingers while you kissed, you weren't going to last long.

The constant, quick pumping of Jihyo's tits around your cock didn't stop until at least a minute later, when without full warning, you moaned against Dubu's lips and suddenly exploded.

"Oh!" Jihyo exclaimed, moving her chest slower than her as you unloaded thick strips of cum against her tongue and between her tits. You parted from Dahyun's lips, and you both watched as Jihyo's chin and tits were painted with your thick liquid, "Fuck honey... do you like my tits that much?" Jihyo asked with a mischievous tone, wiping her chin with two of her fingers to put them in her mouth.

"Y-yes… I love them," you gasped, your cock still throbbing and leaking precum as she unwrapped her tits from around it.

"I noticed," she blew you a kiss, "Dubu, do you want to clean me up?" Jihyo raised an eyebrow.

"I…" Dahyun licked her lips, she looked at you, and then at Jihyo's tits, "yeah, I'd love to."

Dubu got off the bed and knelt down next to Jihyo, who turned to Dubu, and she leaned forward to hold her breasts in the outline of her hands, bring her lips closer, and stick out her tongue to start collecting all the cum from Jihyo's tits. You stared at the scene, Dubu licking your cum, and at the same time eating Jihyo's tits, who let out little moans every time your best friend's tongue touched one of her nipples.

Once Jihyo's tits were clean, Dahyun looked at you and settled down facing you to grab your cock with one hand, look into your eyes for a few long seconds, and finally begin to clean it with her tongue as well, adding little kisses all over it. your shaft.

"You love your best friend's cock, don't you dear?" Jihyo asked, running through Dahyun's hair between her fingers, "I bet you've thought about fucking him more than once..."

"He's so nice and attentive to me, he's the cutest guy ever," Dubu murmured, placing one last kiss on the tip of your cock, "I've been wanting to suck his dick for months now."

"Dubu..." you gasped, somewhat surprised at her small confession, and feeling fucking stupid for never expressing your feelings to her.

"You can do it later, as many times as you want, but right now I want to jump on that cock," Jihyo said, standing up.

"But..." Dubu said.

"You'll have your turn later darling, consider it the small price for getting you together."

"Dahyunie, sit on my face," you said, and she and Jihyo both turned to look at you in surprise.

"Oh... is that really what you want?" Dahyun asked with her cheeks turning red again.

"Don't ask, just come and do it," you gasped, and then Dubu stood up to climb back on the bed.

Jihyo turned around and bent her knees, her ass now hovering just inches above your cock. She spat into her hand, slipping it between her thighs to cup your cock with one hand and rubbing the tip against her wet slit a few times before lining it up, holding it still and slowly lowering her hips as your shaft worked its way inches further between her fleshy, silky folds.

"Shit baby, that fucking cock is stretching me so fucking good!" Jihyo moaned, looking over her shoulder at you as your dick was engulfed in her pussy, and a few seconds later, she rested her ass against your pelvis. You moaned together, feeling absolutely every inch of your shaft inside her wet cunt, the only things visible were Jihyo's round buttocks and her folds wrapped around your base.

"I'm sorry you won't get to see that ass bouncing, darling, but you just made me a promise," Dubu said behind you, grabbing your shoulders and gently pulling you back until you were lying on your back on the mattress, while Jihyo began to move her ass very slowly up and down, your cock sliding smoothly in and out.

Dahyun stood next to you and quickly pulled her panties down, giving you a bottom view of her pretty pink pussy. She got on top of you, her feet on either side of your arms then kneeling down and pressing her big tight ass against your chest. She leaned back, until her thighs were on either side of your head, and she arched forward to gently lower her hips so that her pussy brushed against your lips.

You took your first lick of her slit, a slow one at first, and then you began to move your tongue slowly along her cunt. You raised her hands to grab her waist and make her lower her hips completely, so that she suffocated you with her pussy, that made your whole mouth now involved. You weren't exactly an expert at what you were doing, but you learned pretty quickly thanks to the sounds Dahyun made to tell you that you were hitting the right spot.

Meanwhile, Jihyo had grabbed onto your knees and started to slam her ass harder and harder against your pelvis. Her moans were considerably louder than Dahyun's, you weren't surprised, after all those lungs must be able to hold a lot of air.

"That's it honey, eat that little pussy while I jump on this big juicy cock," Jihyo moaned, moving her ass in such a way that with each jump only the tip of your cock was inside her, "Fuck fuck fuck!"

Jihyo had already gotten to the point where the pounding of her ass against your pelvis was pretty loud, but feeling like she was on the verge of tearing you in half with each crash had you moaning against Dahyun's pussy, who was now moaning almost as loud as Jihyo, while you eat her out with all the dedication and effort you could. Your hands went from being on her wide hips to being directly on her buttocks, squeezing and spreading them to make your work easier, and Dubu responded to the attacks of your tongue on her pussy with hip movements that caused her slit to rub even with your nose.

"Fuck Balto... you do it so... oh fuck!" Dubu moaned, straightening her back to put even more weight on your head, which meant less oxygen to breathe, "so fucking good!" she continued to grind her hips, but this time leaned back slightly so she could hold onto your hair tightly as she did so.

You didn't know exactly what you were supposed to be doing, but it's not like you could focus much on doing anything else either. Jihyo was completely destroying you, she was jumping on your cock like her life depended on it, and you were thankful that you weren't close to cum yet, otherwise you would have been forced to focus on only one thing at a time.

Fortunately for you, Dubu's climax was not long in coming. She pressed her thighs tightly around your head, that was the first sign, and then stopped moving and moaning, as you hit a single spot on her pussy with your tongue that you knew was driving her crazy. Seconds later, Dahyun finally released her orgasm with a loud moan straight to the ceiling, and resumed grinding her pussy against your mouth as her spasms made her body shake every second. As her orgasm ceased she fell forward, pressing her tits against your abdomen with a first person view of Jihyo impaling herself completely on your cock over and over again.

"I'm going to cum, fuck!" Jihyo screeched, almost digging her nails into your thighs as her ass wildly bounced on you, "I'm going to cum all over your big cock honey!" you just closed your eyes, counting sheep in your mind so you don't cum with her.

It only took a few more slams of her ass against your pelvis for Jihyo to land one last downward thrust and her entire body began to shake from her intense orgasm. Good thing they were drunk and singing outside, otherwise, everyone would have found out what was going on in there thanks to Jihyo's moans (more like screams). She didn't seem to care that her body was in the grip of the strong spasms that shook her, and she kept moving her ass up and down not as fast, but just as hard. Her pussy was constantly clenching around your cock, and it really took a lot of concentration not to succumb to the incredible sensation and cum.

"I want... I want his cock inside me, please, I beg," Dubu implored Jihyo as Jihyo continued to move slowly on your cock. Jihyo turned to see her, finding her just centimeters from her ass, and she smiled mischievously.

"I know, sweetheart, the price is already paid," Jihyo pulled you out of her and stood up to climb on the bed and fall face down on one of her pillows. Dubu, also a bit weak from her recent orgasm, got off of you and knelt to the side to look at you.

"Go lie down on the pillow, I'm going to ride you, honey," Dubu told you, and then leaned over to give you a little kiss on the forehead.

You propped yourself up on your elbows and climbed all the way up on the bed, crawling back until you lay on the pillow next to Jihyo's head, who looked at you and winked before raising her head, waiting to see what you were about to do.

Dubu joined you, climbing on your lap and sitting against the back of your cock, causing it to rub against her wet slit. She took the yellow headband that was still on her head and threw it to the ground, letting loose her silky and shiny black hair, you looked into her eyes, and blushed at how incredibly beautiful she looked on your lap.

"Dahyunie... I like you, a lot," you blurted out almost automatically, without thinking about it and without holding back. Dubu blushed too, but she couldn't help but smile.

"I like you too, silly," she replied, brushing your cheek with her thumb, "but I hate you for waiting until now to tell me."

"S-sorry..." you made a sad face, looking up at the ceiling.

"You're welcome," Jihyo said from beside you.

"Shut up, unnie," Dubu said, then flopped forward and cupped your face with both hands, "And you have nothing to apologize for, you'll repay me by making me cum soooo hard," Dahyun raised both eyebrows mischievously to stand upright again.

Dahyun had to put one foot against the mattress to get a grip on your cock, rubbing it up and down a couple of times, aligning it with her pussy before putting her knee back on the mattress and starting to lower her hips slowly. She closed her eyes, and bit her lip as she took a deep breath. Her pussy was considerably tighter than Jihyo's, and your cock couldn't get much past the tip.

"Wait, let me help," Dubu lifted her hips, and Jihyo spat on her hand to grab your cock, stroke on it very well, and leave it well lubed up for Dahyun's pussy.

Your "best friend" pressed down again, and this time your cock slid slowly and smoothly deep into Dahyun's tight pussy. She rested both hands on your chest, opening her eyes and looking down to see you with her mouth parted between rapid gasps.

"It's so fucking big, what the fuck," she moaned, leaning forward slightly to begin to slowly move her hips up and down, not enough to bring you pleasure, but enough to make you enjoy all the sensations.

"Yes it is, honey… but you can take it all," Jihyo said quietly, lying on her side to lift one leg up and begin rubbing her pussy with two of her salivated fingers.

Dahyun clung to your shoulders tightly, and when she felt that her pussy no longer presented any resistance to your cock, she began to move her hips in a constant and sensual rhythm. You moaned in unison, placing your hands on her waist as she made long, deep movements with her ass, and she showed no intention of moving much faster than that. She didn't just want to fuck you to get her own orgasm, but so that you both could enjoy your first time to the fullest.

Jihyo also began to moan quietly next to you, the woman kept rubbing her pussy slowly, following your rhythm at all times. She didn't say anything else, she had understood that this moment was only yours, and that it would be quite anticlimactic for you if she was talking dirty to you.

Your hands ran all over Dahyun's body, starting with her thighs, then her hips, and then her incredibly sexy back to caress it with your hands. Her skin was soft and pale like cotton, and you knew that after that night you would become completely addicted to just feeling it against your fingers. Your hands went from her back to her ass in one swift movement, squeezing and massaging her round buttocks as she moved her hips at a slightly faster pace, but retaining the sensuality and delicacy.

Dahyun groaned out loud, and flopped forward with her hands on your neck. Her face, flushed and distorted by her pleasure, was only inches from yours, and you, following the natural impulse of your body, wrapped your arms around her body and snuggled her against you to kiss her. She moaned against your lips and you against theirs, but even so your kiss was loaded with feelings that you had been repressing for a long time, love, gratitude, desire and affection, all of that was combined in a beautiful dance between your lips.

"I love you, darling…" she gasped against your lips, "just the way you are, and I don't want you to ever change that," her words preceded another moan against your lips. You were speechless, but you were staring into her eyes as she moved her hips up and down in the perfect rhythm to start slowly bringing you to your climax.

"I... love you too, Dubu," you managed to say, affectionately rubbing her back, "I would never stop being the boy you're in love with."

"God..." Dahyun whimpered, kissing you again as she grabbed your face and moved her hips a little faster, slightly letting go of her delicacy.

In the midst of that whirlwind of love and passion, the only audible moans were those of Jihyo next to you while she quickly rubbed her pussy, since yours were all silenced by your own lips. All of Dahyun's hair was down in your face, but it was the last thing you cared about right now.

"I'm going to cum Dubu..." you gasped in the middle of the kiss, "where..."

"Inside, darling, cum inside… cum with me," she moaned, grabbing her thighs on either side of your torso as she cast aside all traces of sensuality and finesse and began bouncing quickly on your cock.

"Are you sure?" you made sure, clearly wanting to.

"Just do it, I want to feel it, fuck!" She clung to your shoulders again, this time slightly digging her nails into them as she concentrated on moving her hips.

You let yourself be carried away for the moment, and you just closed your eyes as you held on to her with your arms, the scent of her hair, her moans, her pretty face of pleasure, her incredibly tight pussy, everything made the perfect combination to take you to your second orgasm of the night, both yours and hers. You exploded inside her with a loud moan, which seconds later was imitated by Dahyun but at least two decibels above. She returned to the sensual movements as her body succumbed to the intense spasms. Meanwhile, your cock was shooting thick strips of cum into her pretty pink pussy, which was being completely filled by every second you spent inside her. Dubu dropped her head next to yours in the middle of whimpers, while she cupped the side of your face with one of her hands and with the other crumpled the pillowcase.

Jihyo had kept rubbing her pussy all this time, and it wasn't until your orgasm passed that hers took center stage. Her body shook uncontrollably all over the side of her mattress amid screams of pleasure, a small squirt came out of her pussy, which stained her own thigh and part of the sheet under her. She continued rubbing and rubbing, until the liquid that was now coming out in little streams stopped coming out.

Knowing what had just happened between the two of you, Jihyo didn't bother to regain her energy before getting behind Dahyun's ass and making you pull your cock out of her, letting your cum run free out of her pussy and straight down in your shaft again. She grabbed your dick at the base and began to clean your cum with her tongue until it was clean again, then she concentrated on Dubu, firmly grabbing her ass and immersing her mouth in her pussy, eating and cleaning any trace of your cum in between her sensitive folds.

After leaving you clean, Jihyo lay down next to you again, while you still kept your eyes closed and your arms clinging to your... girlfriend? There was no sound in the bedroom, just gasping from the three of you.

"Well… rest up, there's still a cake to cut out there," Jihyo said, with a small giggle.

You and Dubu ignored her, and just fell asleep.

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It was a long day of practice at the JYP building but Twice were starting to perfect their latest choreography. "You're all killing it, just a few more and I think we'll be ready for our comeback" Jihyo says, encouraging the members as she wipes sweat from her brow, breathing heavily. Just then She spots a familiar face in the window of the practice room door and waves, smiling brightly. It was Y/N, her boyfriend, who came to watch them work as usual. Seeing him always gave her that extra boost of energy.

After a few more reps, Nayeon called for a water break, thankfully to which Jihyo hurried out to greet Y/N with a hug. "Thanks for coming by, it really helps having you here." He kissed her forehead. "You're always doing amazing. I'll drive you home after this though, yeah?"He asks, eyebrows raised and a hint of a smile on his lips. She nodded, lingering in his arms a little longer before joining her members.

A few hours later the practice was complete. The girls gathered their things, exhausted but satisfied with their progress. Jihyo said her goodbyes and met Y/N by his car.

It was nearing midnight by the time Jihyo and Y/N arrived at her apartment, both exhausted after their separate long days but still buzzing with pent up energy. As Jihyo unlocked the door, Y/N came up behind her and whispered "Hurry up, I need you" in her ear, eliciting a shiver. No sooner, their hands were all over each other, kissing deep and sloppy as they stumbled towards the bedroom.

"I watched you practising all afternoon, you have no idea what that does to me," Y/N growled between kisses, groping Jihyo's ass roughly through her leggings. She moaned into his mouth, already soaking through her underwear at the thought of what was to come. Wasting no time, they began ripping each other's clothes off in a frenzy, leaving a trail leading to the unmade bed from the night before.

Jihyo's sports bra and leggings were the last to go, revealing perky breasts capped with hardening nipples and the glistening lips of her pussy, already dripping with need. Y/N took a moment to admire the glorious sight before pushing her back onto the mattress, crawling over her body to kiss and suck marks into the soft skin of her neck and collarbone.

"You're so fucking hot when you dance, it's not fair keeping me waiting all day," he scolded playfully, nibbling down to take a peaked nipple in his mouth. Jihyo gasped and bucked her hips up, craving friction where she needed it most. Y/N continued his path lower, tongue swirling around her belly button as his hands caressed her shaking thick thighs.

When his mouth finally met her dripping slit as his nose buried in her curly apex, they both moaned loudly at the contact. Y/N lapped greedily at her folds, tongue plunging deep inside while his fingers joined in rubbing tight circles around her engorged clit. "Oh fuck, don't stop," Jihyo cried out, one hand gripping the sheets while the other tangled in Y/N's hair to hold him in place.

She was already so close from foreplay alone, hips rocking against his talented mouth. It didn't take long before the coil in her belly snapped, back arching off the mattress with a hoarse scream as waves of shudders crashed over her. Y/N licked up every drop of her orgasm, not letting up until she collapsed, sated but still desperate for more.

He shed his boxer in record time, already rock hard and leaking precum at the sight before him. Crawling back up Jihyo's spent body, he kissed her deeply so she could taste herself on his tongue. "Condom, fast," she panted, not wanting to wait another moment for what came next. Y/N fumbled in the nightstand drawer, tearing open the wrapper with his teeth as Jihyo watched hungrily.

The sight of his thick, veiny cock encased in latex had her mouth watering, needing to feel him stretch her walls once more. As he rolled it down his length with a few strokes, she spread her legs wide in invitation. Y/N positioned himself at her dripping entrance, teasing her swollen clit a few times before sinking in with one deep thrust.

They both cried out at the sensation of being joined as one again, still so tight despite her earlier orgasm. Y/N stilled, allowing Jihyo to adjust before beginning a steady rhythm of long, deep strokes. Skin slapped against skin, accompanied by breathy moans and filthy encouragement. "You feel so fucking good baby, ride my cock," he groaned, meeting each of her rolls of the hips.

Jihyo wrapped her legs high around his waist, allowing him to piston in and out at a punishing pace. Her fingers found her clit once more, circling frenziedly as another orgasm built quickly. The lewd smacking noises and Jihyo's delirious babbling had Y/N right on the edge, cock throbbing inside her pulsing heat.

It only took a few more expert strokes to send Jihyo toppling over the precipice once more, walls clamping down viciously on Y/N's cock. The added stimulation was all it took to push him over as well, emptying into the condom with guttural grunts. They clung to each other, coming down slowly from their shared high amongst the ruins of the bed.

Collapsing in a sweaty, sated pile, limbs still tangled intimately, they exchanged sloppy kisses and soft caresses as their racing hearts slowed. "I love you so much," Jihyo sighed contentedly, tracing patterns on Y/N's chest. He pressed a lingering kiss to her forehead, holding her close. "I love you too baby” he replies cuddling closer. They lay wrapped in each other's arms, basking in the afterglow of their fuckery as their breaths and heart rates slowly returned to normal. Jihyo traces lazy circles on Y/N's sweat-slicked chest with her fingernail, eliciting a contented hum from him at the gentle touch.

Jihyo sighed contentedly as well as Y/N's fingers traced lazy patterns along her bare skin, both basking in the afterglow. Though completely exhausted, her body still hummed with pleasure, every nerve tingling cause of the insane pounding Y/N gave her.

She gazed fondly at Y/N's handsome face, relaxed and giddy. Sweat sheened his skin in the dim bedside light, his lips curled in a sleepy smile, chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. Jihyo loved watching him in these unguarded moments, free from the stresses of daily life.

Her eyes drifted lower, taking in the chiselled planes of his chest, abs, muscles defined and bulging from years of exercise and labour. Lower, the thick cluster of dark curls between his strong thighs caught her attention, instinctively bringing her thoughts back to the heavy cock, she loves.

Even flaccid from having come a few minutes ago, it was an impressive size, having stretched and filled her so completely. She remembers the stretch and burn, his thick length dragging inside her inner walls with each deep plunge.

Her horniness stirred again low in her belly despite her tiredness whether from the fucking or the prior dance practice, she doesn’t know, her pussy still sensitive and swollen. Jihyo's tongue darted out to wet her lips, craving another lick of their combined musky juices mingling on Y/N's skin. But she resisted the urge, knowing they both needed rest and food after burning so much energy.

Instead, Jihyo pressed a tender kiss to Y/N's shoulder, inhaling his musky, sweaty and just manly scent. Her hands roamed his firm ass and sides, drinking in every dip as if memorising his body. Each touch soothing and stirring, reaffirming their beyond.

Then again, she leaned in to place another tender kiss to his smiling lips, which he returned softly without opening his eyes. "Mmm, you wear me out in the best way, baby," Y/N murmured, his voice low and raspy from all the groaning.

"You're not the only one," Jihyo chuckled quietly, stretching her tired yet satisfied muscles. Her limbs still felt numb from the aftershocks of her powerful orgasms, which Y/N so skillfully pulled out of her over and over with his talented hands and dick.

Just the memory of how he felt pounding into her so fully and hitting her g-spot with each deep thrust had Jihyo's pussy twitching, already growing wetter with want again. As if reading her mind, Y/N said "I'm gonna order us some food. You just lay here and rest that gorgeous , sexy body of yours for a bit." He pressed a final kiss to Jihyo's forehead before reluctantly disentangling their limbs and climbing out of bed, naked muscles rippling with each movement.

Jihyo hummed appreciatively at the sight, giving his ass an affectionate squeeze as he walked away chuckling. She nestled back into the rumpled sheets, inhaling the mixed scents of sweat and sex that filled the air, loving the intoxicating reminder of their combined liquids.

From the kitchen, she could hear the muffled sounds of Y/N ordering takeout on his phone. Her stomach rumbled eagerly at the thought of refuelling after losing so much energy, both from her dancing and the insane pounding her beloved boyfriend gave her. But more than physical refuelling, being with Y/N fulfilled Jihyo's bones in a way no one else or nothing else could.

As exhausted as she felt in that moment, Jihyo knew as long as she had Y/N's love and support and….. the dick of course, she would find the strength to take on anything. Her work as Twice's leader was demanding, but having him come home to make it all worth it. For now, she allowed her heavy eyelids to drift shut, dreaming of a future that didn’t feel that far off.

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ggrapeejuicee · 3 months

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Millionaire!Harry AU

cw: smut, daddy kink, slight degredation

You’d known his deal was successful when he sent you a text telling you to put your best dress on because he was taking you out that night. Harry had taken you to the best restaurant in the city, after closing a multi-million dollar deal in NYC that afternoon, and now you were both on your way back to your hotel room after dinner.

“The meal was lovely, baby. But we both know this is what I’ve been waiting for all day.” Harry said quietly, one of his hands on your lower back as the elevator took you to the top floor.

As soon as the door of your hotel room closed, Harry made use of his hold on your hand to spin you around, pressing his body against yours.

His lips crashed against yours, putting everything he had into the kiss.

It was desperate, hungry.

He travelled down your neck, not afraid to leave any deep red marks.

He didn’t care- You were his.

“Taste so sweet, baby.”

“Uh huuu-” You threw your head back against the wall as he hit your sweet spot on your neck, “Fuck.”

“Need to fuck you so bad.” Harry groaned, his hand sliding up your back to find the zipper on your dress.

“Fuckin’ hell.” He said, unable to find the zipper, “Fuck it.”

He gripped to sides of the thin fabric, and in one swift moment ripped it clean in half.

“Harry!”

“I don’t give a shit, baby. I’ll buy you a thousand new dresses.”

He was rock solid underneath his pants as he tore the dress off of your body, discarding the ruined fabric on the floor.

“Just gotta be inside you.”

“Please fuck me, Harry.” You plead, pushing your hips against his.

You felt his erection through his pants, and you moaned into his shoulder as you began to grind against him.

“Undo my belt.” He said, “Gotta get these pants off.”

You fumbled with his belt buckle, his cold hands keeping you steady as he held your waist. You unbuttoned his pants and slid then to the ground.

“Rip your shirt off,” You said, “Please.”

He smirked, grabbing hold of his shirt and ripping it clean off, buttons popping off and flying all over the room.

You began to grind against him again, and Harry moaned- there was less fabric between you than previously, but still not the skin on skin that he wanted.

“I want to see your gorgeous tits.” He breathed as he unclipped your bra.

You slid off his boxers and watched, your eyes wide, as his cock sprung free.

“Fuck me.” You said, “Need you so bad.”

“‘M gonna fuck you till you’ve forgotten your own name, baby.” He said, “And the whole of Manhattan is gonna watch.”

Harry led you over to the back wall of the hotel room- the wall that was completely glass.

He slid off your panties, and ran a finger through your folds.

“Fuckin’ dripping.” He grinned devilishly, “The thought of New York watching us fuck really turns you on, hm?”

“Harry-” You begged, “Please.”

“Tell me.” He repeated. “Does the idea of people watching you cum all over my cock make you horny?”

You nod.

“That’s my good girl. Now face the window so I can fuck you.”

Harry took his cock in his hand, inhaling a deep breath to control himself as he stroked himself a couple of times.

“Gonna make you cum all over me, baby.”

“Hurry up and fuck me.” You plead.

He grins.

“Only patient girls get daddy’s cock.”

You were fucking dripping. He hadn’t even touched you yet and you were withering at his words. He had you wrapped around his little finger and you couldn’t care less. You could let him degrade you for the rest of your life and you’d thank him.

“My little slut is gonna scream my name all night, and New York is gonna listen.”

Harry inserts his cock into you without any warning, and you cry out.

“Holy shit.” You cry, “Oh my god.”

He thrusts as quick as he possibly can, fucking you hard and deep against the window, the glass steaming up with your hot, quick breaths.

“So fucking tight. Fucking love the feeling of my dick in you.”

“Oh my god Harry, keep going please.”

“You’re so fucking hot want my dick in you forever.”

Harry thrusts at a pace you’ve never felt him go at before. He was desperate, his body pushing you against the glass as your walls clenched around him.

“Harry-”

“Cum. Cum for daddy.”

“Oh my god Harry- Oh my- FUCK.”

You cum hard. Your orgasm washes over you to the point you almost black out. If it wasn’t for his hands gripping your waist you would have collapse. Harry continues to thrust inside you until his own came. He filled you up with his cum, his moans filling the room.

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cinemastyles-backup · 7 months

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Spill or Fill Part 2

Summary: After confirming their romance and getting engaged on James' show, Y/N and Harry continue to celebrate their engagement.

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, unprotected sex, creampie, pregnancy talk, alcohol consumption, hair pulling, choking, general filth

My original CinemaStyles-blog has been terminated, so I created a new one.

DUNKIRK HARRY

"Congratulation you guys." Jimmy says shaking his head, "I can't believe it. That was.. an epic, epic proposal If I must say."

The crowd cheers and Harry grabs my hand, "Thank you, Jimmy." I smile and looks around to the crowds and back to him, "Thank you, Mr. Fallon."

He laughs, "Oh gosh, please. Jimmy."

I nod, "Thank you, Jimmy."

"So. How did you guys even keep this hidden for so long?" Jimmy asks leaning forward. I look at Harry and he smiles, "I will tell you that it was definitely a challenge. I mean, look at her."

He looks over at me and the crowd cheers.

I blush and shake my head, "Oh Harry."

He squeezes my hand, "It was a fight not to wrap my arm around her when we were getting coffee or something. I like keeping her close to me."

Jimmy nods, "Im sure everyone has had speculations about you but let me just- let's take a look at this photo right here."

A photo appears on the screen of Harry and I standing outside of a shop, "It looks like two friends grabbing coffee catching up on life, you know?"

I nod, "We were in fact dating. I think, belive it or not, I was telling him how I wanted to hold his hand or something along those lines."

"Wow. Really?" Jimmy laughs, "You guys.. I mean wow. This is incredible. I don't think I've ever met anyone who could keep something like this under wraps for so long. Now.."

He looks at the crowed then back to us, "What made you propose during the spill or fill bit?"

The crowd cheers and Harry smiles and shakes his head, "I had absolutely no idea she was coming on. Her and James kept it under lock and key, which was impressive, honestly." He looks over at me, "we've actually talked about whether or not to make our relationship public a few times. She said she wasn't opposed to the idea, and with that I just-" he holds up my hand, showing off my ring.

Jimmy claps, "That's amazing. I'm like, wow. I'm fangirling for you, y/n."

I smile, "Oh trust me. When I seen Harry down on one knee, I was.. I wanted to scream."

I glance up at Harry and he smirks. I know exactly what he's thinking about.

"You guys broke the internet, and I know that because I went to Google something and Google actually told me that they couldn't function because Harry Styles was officially off the market."

Harry bursts out laughing. He tilts his head back and claps his hands together.

I laugh and lean forward, "Oh my gosh, that's hilarious."

The crowd erupts with laughter and Jimmy shakes his head, "Congratulations to the both of you. I wish you the best of luck, and I'll be waiting for my invite to come in mail." He smiles and turns towards the crowed, "Thank you everybody, Harry Styles and Y/N Y/L/N!"

Harry and I wave to the crowed and walk over to hug Jimmy before exiting the stage.

"Hey guys." One of the crew says walking up to us, "Jimmy wants you to head over to to the Grand Lounge when he's done here."

I raise my eyebrows, "Oh?"

"Tell me he isnt." Harry smiles and the lady nods, "He is." She smiles and walks away.

"What is he doing?" I ask pushing myself against Harry. He shakes his head, "You'll see."

——

"Hey guys. Thanks for coming on." Jimmy says walking up, "Did Cheryl talk to you guys?"

Harry nods, "she did."

"Great. See you over there!" Jimmy walks away and Harry wraps his arm around my waist, "Come on."

I'm still so confused as Harry leads me out of the building. He pulls me closer to him as we step out.

Cameras flash and people scream.

He gets me to the car and I climb in as he follows behind me.

"You okay?" He lays a hand on my cheek as the car starts to move.

I nod, "Yeah. Yeah." I look around and raise my eyebrows, "A limo?"

He moves closer to me, "I requested a car with privacy because I knew that seeing you in this dress would just.." he leans in and kisses my neck, "Turn me on."

I tilt my head and lay a hand on his leg, "Harry." I whimper as he bites me gently, "Aren't we-"

"We have a little bit of time." He gets onto the floor in front of me and starts to slowly push my dress up. I bunch it up and move around to lay most of it behind me.

"I've thought about this the whole time." He pushes my panties aside and gently drags his finger up and down my pussy, "I knew you'd be soaked for me."

He leans in and licks a strip,"I can't keep my hands off of you."

Since our engagement, we've gotten invited for interviews, late night shows, everything you can imagine. We haven't really had a full day to ourselves, but Harry promised me that Jimmy was our last show and then we'd go away on a special trip.

I moan and arch my back off the leather interior as his tongue slides in and out of me, "Fuck." He moans against me and grips my thighs tightly with his finger tips digging into me.

I roll my eyes back and tangle my fingers into his hair, "Shit." I gasp and throw a leg over his shoulder, pulling him closer to me, "Fuck. Fuck, Harry."

I let out a loud moan and I can feel myself clenching around his tongue.

I've been so turned on lately, Harry will do anything to get his hands and lips on me. With it being so hectic the last few days, it's always been this, where he eats me out, or I give him a blowjob, or we fuck, but it's all so quick.

My legs start to shake and I let out a gasp, "H-Ha-"

He moans against me which sends me into orbit. My body tenses up and then relaxes along with my grip on his hair.

He slowly pulls away after gently kissing my thighs and pussy a few times and leans back on his calves. He smirks up at me and bites his lip, "God you taste fucking amazing."

He helps fix my panties and pulls my dress down, kissing my ankle and shin before he lays my dress over.

"How much time do we have?" I bite my lip, "You know what. I don't care." I move down into my knees on the floor and position myself between him.

He undoes his belt and watches me as I get his cock from his pants. He lets out a gasp and tilts his head back as I suck on the head. I semi quickly work my way down and bob my head.

He moans and lets a hand on my head, brushing my hair away from my face so he can see me swallow his cock.

"Beautiful." He moans lowly, "The way you take care of my cock is.." he bucks his hips and gasps which is followed by a whimper.

"Fuck baby." I can hear his finger nails drag against the leather seat next to him as he fights to not mess up my hair too much.

"Fuck." He curses as I bob my head faster, "Y/N." He leans forward slightly before slamming his back against the seat.

I can feel his cum shoot out and I suck him as I go to pop off, swallowing his load.

"You're so fucking sexy." He pants, "I'm getting you alone." He pulls me up to kiss him and he fixes his pants.

"Where are we going?" I whisper tracing his visible sparrow tattoo.

"A party."

"A party?" I repeat in question, "What for? Why can't we just go home?"

He turns his head and kisses my forehead, "You'll see, baby."

The car comes to a stop and he looks over at me, "You have a little.." he wipes by my eye, "Your mascara must have ran a bit."

I lean in, pressing my lips to his, "I need you."

"Soon, baby." He pecks my lips, "Soon."

The door opens and he gets out, extending his arm out to me. I grab his hand and get out, smoothing my dress with my other hand.

"Welcome to another engagement party." He leans in and kisses my temple before pulling me along with him.

We walk in and everyone cheers and yells, "Surprise!"

Jimmy is pointing to us with the beat of the music that's playing, "There you are." He walks over, "Happy engagement! Enjoy yourself!"

I laugh and shake my head, "Thank you!" I yell over the music. He walks away and I look at Harry.

He smiles, "Surprise?"

——

A few drinks in and I am feeling myself craving Harry more and more. His body pushes against my back and his hand slides onto my stomach, pulling my closer.

I bite my lip and tilt my head slightly. I push my ass against his crotch and grind onto him. He leans down and his lips brush against my ear, "What are you doing?"

I turn around and grab his suit jacket, "Trying to get you alone."

He smirks and nods once, finishing his drink and nods to the right, "Say no more." He grabs my hand and leads me through the club.

We come to a door with a sign on it that says reserved.

"After you." Harry says opening the door and motioning me through. I walk in quickly and unzip my dress as he's shutting the door.

The lock clicks and he turns around and smiles, "Someone is ready." I walk over to him and slowly unbutton his shirt the rest of the way, "Always ready for you, Mr. Styles."

He bites his lip and I drop down to my knees, undoing his belt and slipping his pants down his legs. I grab a hold of his boxers and teasingly slide them off.

He gasps when his cock springs free and I look up at him. I stick my tongue out and lick a line underneath and wrap my lips around his cock.

He places a hand on the wall and groans, "Fuck, y/n."

I bob my head, the sound of my saliva and sucking fills the room.

"Ah, shit." He gaps and grips my hair, "if- if you keep.. fuck."

He lets me bob my head a few times and pulls his hips back, "You're going to make me cum and I want to make you feel good too, baby."

I nod and he helps me to my feet. He takes me over to the small sofa and points, "Knees."

I get on my knees and grip the back of the couch. He takes off my panties, slowly sliding them over my ass, "Fuck. I love seeing you from this angle."

His hand falls with a loud smack onto my asscheek and i whimper out his name each time he does it.

After four, I can hear him drop to his knees and he pushes his face into my pussy again, his tongue lapping in between my folds.

I hang my head down and moan, "Harry."

He groans against me and pulls my hips back, attacking me with his tongue.

He pulls away and chuckles, "I am in love with you."

He stands up and i look over my shoulder at him, "I love you so fucking much."

He slowly pushes his cock into me and reaches up to grab my throat, "You look so beautiful when I slide my cock into you."

I moan at his words and dig my nails into the couch, "Fuck." I whimper as his grip closes tighter.

He slowly pulls out and thrust back in, "Fuck baby. You feel so good."

He lets go of my neck and grips my hips, his thrusts at a fast rhythm.

I arch my back down and push my hips back, moaning loudly as he fucks me.

"That's it baby." He groans, "Fucking let them know how good I make you feel."

I let out a scream, "Harry."

"Fuck." He pulls out and lays me down on the couch. He crawls on top and slides back into me, "I can't wait to make you my wife."

I bite my lip and smile up at him.

He leans down and kisses me as he thrusts deep, moaning against my lips.

I whimper and wrap my arms around his neck, "You make me feel so good."

He thrusts harder, "I wanna put a baby in you."

I nod, "Please."

"You want that, baby? Want me to cum inside of that beautiful pussy of yours?"

I moan as he thrusts deep into me, pushing me closer to my orgasm. "Mm, y-yes."

"Fuck." He groans, "Cum for me first, sweetheart."

I wrap my legs around him, clenching around him as I throw my head back, "Harry." I breathe out. I pull him closer to me and moan, "Fuck."

"Shit." Harry moans and pushes deep in me, his thrusts gradually slow down as he pumps his cum inside of me.

I run a hand through his hair and smile up at him, "Here's to new beginnings I guess." I laugh and kiss him.

"New beginnings." He whispers before he places his lips gently on my lips.

"We better get back out there. We're probably being looked for." I sit up as he stands up.

He nods with a smile and picks up my dress, "Let me help you get dressed."

——

You can find part three here

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holdinonto-heartache · 11 months

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Summary: y/n and Freddie tag along with Louis on his tour. Y/N’s hormones have her all out of wack, so along with being emotional, she craves sex with Louis.

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, dominant!Louis, cocky!louis, daddy!louis, pregnant!y/n, unprotected before show sex, semi rough actions such as hair pulling, biting, slight breeding kink?, just filth

My first copy of this got deleted, but after writing this I’m not even mad about it.. enjoy! Lots of dirty stuff in this for ya ;)

Master List

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You sat on the edge of the bed, letting out a sigh as you run a hand through your hair.

“Why the long face, babe?” Louis turns and looks at you, “Freddie ready?”

Usually you’d laugh because that rhymed, but you just shrug, “I don’t think he’s adjusting well to the baby that’s coming..” your hormones are awful, you just cry over everything right now, “I just..” you take a deep breathe and look up at him, “Louis I don’t want him to hate me.”

“Whoa, hey. He ain’t gonna hate ya, babe.” Louis walks over and kneels down in front of you, “He loves you, alright? He’s just.. having a bad day. I’ll go see if he’ll talk to me, yeah? You finish getting ready, we do have to leave soon.”

“Okay.” You whisper as he plants a kiss on your forehead.

He leans back and flashes you a smile, “You okay?” He brushes hair from your face and tucks it behind your ear, “You’re beautiful, you know that right?”

You nod and lay a hand on his cheek, “You remind me everyday.” You bite your lip and tilt your head.

“What’s going on in that mind, love?” Louis tilts his head the same way as yours, “Somethin’ we probably don’t got time for?”

You sigh and let out a groan, “Probably.”

“Whoa, hey chill out, calm down.” Louis laughs and lays his hands on your hands.

You roll your eyes and pretend to pout, “These hormones have me getting extremely turned on by your every move.”

“I’ve noticed.” Louis smirks and raises his eyebrows.

“Has it really been that bad?” You let out a sigh, “I’m sorry.”

“Hey, now.” He lays his hand on your belly and leans up to peck your lips, “Didn’t say I didn’t like it. Just wish I could do it a little more often.”

You laugh and push him back, “We have to leave now before we really do end up late.”

Louis let’s out a laugh and stands up, “You’ll get me in a little bit, I’ll make sure of it.”

“I’m holding you to that, Tommo.” You bite your lip and smile before leaning in to kiss him.”

“Alright, I’m going to see if I can talk with him.” Louis smacks your ass gently before walking away. You try to smack him but he jumps away, “Ha!”

You laugh and finish getting ready,

——

“Freddie, hey! Don’t slam the door.” Louis sighs and shakes his head, “Sorry. He’s just not having it today.”

“That’s okay.” You smile and sigh, “Everyone is allowed to have bad days. I’ll talk to him later.” You go to reach for your bag, but Louis grabs it before you, “Nope.”

“Louis, come on. I can carry my own bag.”

He looks over at you, “Do you want to tell everyone here today?”

“Yeah.” You nod and smile, “Actually, we’ll let Freddie tell them.”

Louis nods and smiles, “Oh yeah, yeah.” He gives you a peck on the cheek, “I’m gonna go check in. You go get settled.”

You nod and wave back at him as he walks up towards the stage.

You make your way to Louis’ dressing room and stop when you see Freddie laying on the couch, “Hey, Freddie.”

“Hey.” He mumbles quietly.

“Can I sit?”

He nods and sits up to scoot over more.

You sit down and rest your hands in your lap, “You know.. your dad loves you more than me.”

You can see his eyebrows perk up.

“And you know who loves just as much as you?”

He slowly looks over at you and points to your belly.

“That’s right. He loves your baby brother just as much as he loves you.” You tilt your head, “You know that right?”

He fights a smile while nodding, “Yes.”

“And you know that I love you just as much as your mom and dad love you, right?” You smile as he looks at you, “Things are going to change, honey, but always know that the one thing that isn’t going to change is how much we love you.”

He smiles and nods, “Sorry I slammed your car door.”

“It’s okay.” You fight back the over emotional tears and holds your arms out. He laughs and gives you a hug, “Can we go watch dad?”

“Yeah that’s probably a good idea.” You laugh and stand up, wiping your face. Freddie takes your hand and leads you guys to side of the stage.

You stand there, Freddie’s hand still in yours, watching as he tries to get his dads attention. You glance up at Louis and smile as he turns to face you.

He smiles as he watches Freddie wave excitedly to him. Louis motions for him to come out and Freddie runs to him.

You bite your lip, the sight of Louis in dad mode makes your hormones go absolutely bonkers.

You squeeze your thighs together and blink as Louis walks up to you, “Hey.” You smile and take a deep breathe.

“You still wanna tell them?” Louis asks as he reaches up and gently brushes your cheek.

You know exactly what he’s doing.

You glance up at him, “I know what you’re doing.”

“You had a hair, babe.” He reaches up and brushes your cheek again. You grab his hand and lean in towards him.

“Unless that hand is going to go somewhere and give me something I so very badly need, don’t touch me.”

He chuckles and pecks your lips, “You’ll get it, babe. Just hang tight, alright?” He bites his lip to hide his smirk, “Now c’mon.” He pulls on your hand walks you out onto the stage.

He pulls Freddie into the middle of us, “Can everyone come here for a quick sec? Just come over here.. right quick yeah.”

Everyone gathers around and you look down at Freddie. You poke his shoulder a few times, gently, “I think you should tell them.”

“Really?” His raises his eyebrows and smiles.

“Yeah, go for it, lad.” Louis ruffles his hair and Freddie looks around, “I’m going to be a big brother!”

His words are quiet at first but by the time he said ‘to’ he was yelling it.

You smile and lay your hand on Louis‘ that rests on your belly. His thumb gently rubbing the fabric of your t shirt and leans in, “This drives you crazy doesn’t it?” He whispers, “Me touching you?”

You take a shaky deep breathe and Louis tightens his grip on your body as your knees buckle slightly, “Whoa. Need to sit?”

He already has a smirk on his face because he knows exactly what you’re going to say.

“Yeah, your cock.” You both whisper quietly at the same time. You freeze and look at him before you both laugh, “You know me so we’ll.”

He shrugs, “What can I say?” He gives you a kiss, “You’re so getting it after the show.”

Freddie turns towards you and Louis, “Can we go get ready now?”

“Yeah, honey. You can wear the shirt with your dads smiley face.” You look up at Louis and smile.

“Yes! Yes!” Freddie grabs your hand and you look up at Louis, “See in a few.” He kisses you one last time before you and Freddie go back to the dressing room.

——

You cap the lid to your mascara as Louis enters the room. You set the tube down and look over at Louis, “Hey babe.”

His eyes glance up and down your show ready body, and the fact that you’re showing off your bump makes it hotter to him.

You tilt your head towards Freddie who is watching tv, indicating to Louis that he needs to keep it clean.

“Hey uh, Freddie.” Louis glances from you to Freddie as he talks, “Why don’t you go into the lounge and wait for Uncle Niall and Amelia.”

“Uncle Niall is coming?! Alright!” He runs out of the room and Louis instantly shuts and locks the door.

He walks over to you and you can’t help but meet him halfway, “Gotta be quick?”

He nods with a smirk, “And quiet, yeah?”

His hands travel down your body as his lips move in sync with yours.

His fingers pull up your long shirt, and tuck it under your tied t-shirt that rests at the top of your bump.

“So fuckin’ sexy showing your bump off.” He kneels down, pressing his lips gently to your skin. He pulls down your panties, gliding them down your thighs.

He lets them drop and he looks up at you, “Need you on my face.” He lays down on the couch and motions for you to move up.

You straddle his head and place one hand in his already messed up hair. He looks from you to your pussy before pulling your hips down.

You pull his hair and grip the back of the couch, “Fuck, oh fuck.”

You feel the grip of his hands tighten each time you moan out, “Fuck, yes daddy.”

You feel him moan against you and you squeeze your thighs shut as you cum. He continues to eat you out through your high, “Fuck.” He groans.

You move your hips back and look down at him. He gives you a smirk, “How do you want it?”

You bite your lip and shrug, I can just lean on the back of the couch?”

“If that works for you.”

You get up and watch as Louis stands up. He nods towards the couch and watches as you stand on your knees. You lean back, resting your elbows on it.

You bite your lip, excitement building up as you hear him shuffle out of his sweats. He strokes himself a few times before rubbing the head of his cock against your folds.

“Been thinking ‘bout this all day.” He closes his eyes, a moan escaping from his lips as pussy hugs his cock perfectly.

“Fuck, yes.” You moan and push your hips back more, “Fuck, daddy yes.” You whimper out and Louis pushes his cock all the way in, moaning out, “I fuckin’ love when you call me that.”

“Watching you in dad mode is so fucking hot.” You whine out and move your hips against his, “Fuck, Louis move. Please.”

Louis slowly starts to thrust, “Seein’ you in mom mode really gets me going too, babe. Fuck.” He slides a hand up your back, “How rough?”

“Rough, you can be rough.” You moan out as Louis slides his hand into your hair and grabs a fistful.

Louis picks up the speed of his thrust and pulls your hair to tilt your head back, “You’re so fuckin’ hot. Showin’ off that bump to let people know that you’re mine.”

His words send you over the edge, “Yesyesyesyes.” You moan as you cum around his cock.

“Shh. Baby.” He releases the grip on your hair and rubs his hand over it before he pulls his cock out and pulls your hips, “Come here.”

You stand up and turn around to face him, “You need a day off soon.”

Louis chuckles, “Yeah? Why’s that, babe?”

“So you can be doing this all day.” You reach out and grab his cock, slowly pumping it in your hand. He bites his lip and tilts his head to look at you, “I’m getting a day off and it’ll be you and me. All day long.”

You sit down on the couch and pull him with you. His hands hold up his weight as he leans down and connects his lips with yours again.

There’s a knock on the door and Louis’ head shoots straight up, “Freddie alright?”

“Yeah he’s fine, it’s so-“

“It can wait.” He doesn’t waste another second and presses his lips to yours once again and slips his cock inside of you.

He swallows your moans, keeping your moans muffled as he slides his cock in and out of you quickly.

“Fuck, y/n. I’m gonna cum.” Louis moans out, “cum with me, yeah?”

“S-so close.” You pant out. Louis kisses down your neck, biting a mark into your skin.

You clench his cock and roll your eyes roll back as you cling to him. You feel his cock twitch inside of you and you moan against his lips, kissing him a few times.

“Fuck.” Louis sighs and smiles, “you’re so fuckin’ incredible.” He stands up and gets you a towel, “Here.”

“Thank you.” You take the towel and wipe off. You stand up and redress yourself.

“I’m glad you’re showing it off.” Louis smiles at you.

“Yeah?” You pose for him with your hands pulling your dress tighter against your bump.

Louis watches you and shakes his head, “Uh huh. I really do.” He walks over and pulls you in for a kiss.

“Because it shows off that you’re mine.” He chuckles slightly and kisses for forehead, “I’m going to get around, I’ll meet you out with Freddie and them.”

“Sounds good.” You bite your lip and smile at him. He watches you as he back away and smiles before turning, “I like those crazy hormones, babe.”

“You’re annoying.” You yell with a laugh.

“That’s why you married me. You love me.”

“That I do.” You shake your head and walk out to greet the others, “Hey, sorry. I had a uh-“ you laugh slightly and glance down at Freddie, “Hormonal emergency if you know what I mean.”

“Yeah, no totally get it.” Amelia chuckles and holds her hand up. You both look at Niall and laugh at his shocked expression, “I didn’t need t’know that, y/n. Ugh.”

“When does dad go on?” Freddie asks looking up at you. You look down at him, “I believe he goes on here soon.”

He nods and looks around, “There he is!”

“Here I am. Hello, hello. Good to see you again, Amelia.” Louis smiles and wraps his arm around your waist.

“Good to see you, good luck tonight.” She smiles, “Oh and congratulations again. Sorry I wasn’t there in person when you told Niall.”

“No it’s alright, thank you. Yeah we’re excited.” Louis nods and rubs your belly.

“Freddie is already the best big brother.” You smile down at him.

“Louis. We’re going to start.”

“Yeah alright.” He turns and looks at Niall and Amelia, “See you after, yeah?”

“Course, lad.” Niall nods and Amelia agrees.

“Hey.” Louis grabs your hand and pulls you away from the group. “As soon as I’m done with my show, I want you in that dressing room.”

You nod, “Yes, daddy.” You smile and lean in to kiss him, “You got this, babe. We love you.”

“I fuckin’ love you.” He kisses your hand and waves to Freddie. You take Freddie and go to the side of the stage and Niall and Amelia follow.

“Wanna see something funny?” Niall laughs and leans forward slightly as Louis is in between songs. He holds himself there until some of the fans start to scream.

He leans back and Amelia hits his shoulder, “That’s so mean.”

You laugh and look over at him, “if you think that was bad, let me move out into the open.”

You move up and rest your elbow on the speaker, waving at some fans who spot you, trying to gain some attention.

Soon enough cameras are pointed at you and you laugh and motion for Niall and Amelia to come up.

They pop up beside you and the fans absolutely lose it.

You glance over at Louis and he’s watching you guys. Niall and Amelia back up and you step out, bump on full display.

You motion for Louis to just say something about it. He raises his eyebrows, double checking with you. You nod and smile.

“You guys have been absolutely incredible tonight!” Louis yells out. He lets the crowd cheer a little bit before speaking, “And for that I feel like you guys deserve something, so do you guys want to know something that we’ve all been keeping a secret?”

Louis teases the fans and they go absolutely berserk.

He laughs and holds her arms up, egging them on with their repetitive chant of ‘tell us’.

“Alright, alright.” He starts out and the crowd goes quiet. After a quick moment of silent he pointed at you, “My wife is pregnant!” The grow instantly goes wild and Louis celebrates, “Freddie is going to be a big brother!”

You hug Freddie and cheer with the crowd.

Louis runs over and hugs you, “Congratulations. You’ll be number one trending on twitter.”

You smirk, “We can worry about that in the morning.”

He smiles and kisses you before going back out on stage.

You laugh and look at Niall and Amelia, “You guys will be second trending on twitter.”

——

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Harsh I Whisper — Fermín López Marín/Pablo Páez Gavira (English Translation)

Barça camping smut Part II out of II — Part I

Summary: Injuries and unfavorable results kept Fermín López and Pablo Gavira away from quality time. The club organized an overnight camp to create player content, presenting a unique opportunity during a bus trip to the rural field.

Content warnings: Smut, Semi-Public Sex, Bathroom Sex, Camping, Rimming, Top! Fermin, Bratty Bottom! Gavi.

│❝Oh he so horny, yeah he want to fuck, he bucked all my buttons, he ripped my blouse, he came all on my gown❞ — Partition.

Fermín was happy. What he needed most right now was a break from all the heavy atmosphere of the irregular season he had, now he was an official player of the first team, wearing the number sixteen on his jersey and the proud blaugrana colors all over his body.

Being a professional football player brings several advantages, one of them is the obscene amount of money available in his bank account, another in his specific case was being on the field alongside the most beautiful guy who ever walked the earth, his boyfriend Pablo Gavira.

Pablo, Pablito, Gavi, his Gavi.

He was content at the thought that he would finally have at least one day of companionship with his childhood best friend who had become his partner this past year. He didn't care much about the questionable reasons for this trip; Ferran had previously convinced him that this event was the best thing that could happen to them so far.

Salary increases, free advertising, more fame on social media, club interest, and other advantages that this themed trip offered were what the team's forward preached.

What was clear that week was: an all-inclusive paid trip in exchange for promotions for the travel company. It was an agreement that benefited both parties, the club and the Spanish company that sought to expand.

That's why Fermín was about to board the legendary Barcelona bus to start the group trip. He watched as all the young people lined up in pairs to board the vehicle. With a lazy smile, he breathed a sigh of relief, somewhat distracted by the high temperatures of Spain.

"I'm not fucking amused by this trip," a man next to him suddenly spoke.

Fermín turned a bit surprised by how direct the Sevillian was. He could delight in the pleasant sight before him; Gavi's honey curls were being tousled in an organized manner as they adjusted around his sunglasses nestled in his hair. He wore a summery white shirt with stylish cream-colored shorts, and despite his frustrated expression, the beauty of his sun-kissed skin gave him a lovely appearance.

The blond was slightly mesmerized by his boyfriend's attractiveness, standing still without responding.

"I'm already loaded, I'm famous, and I play the sport I love the most. The last thing I need is a damn trip in this heat," the midfielder continued his speech full of disgust, the conceited personality that characterized his dialogue.

Fermín wasn't mesmerized; he was completely dazed by the young Barcelona player with long lashes and big hazel eyes. Finally, he parted his lips to respond.

"Oh come on, Pablito, maybe you'll have a good time. Don't be so negative," he expressed, giving him a pat on the back.

But Fermín knew that in stress, the easiest thing for the Gavi was to immerse himself under a gray cloud of negativity. It was his defense mechanism, his way of perceiving problems.

Pablo returned him a deadpan look, as if he had been told the stupidest thing in the universe.

"You know we're going to be alone in a camping tent all night, right?" the blond spoke to him again.

Pablo's facial expression instantly changed, his body language became erratic, and a small smile threatened to curve his pink lips. He sighed heavily, closing his eyes with the intention of focusing on something negative.

"Ah, now you like the idea more, you idiot. Of course, we're going to be alone. What did you think?" the blond teased affectionately, reaching a hand to caress and squeeze one of his buttocks above his shorts.

The exchange of words promising a hot moment was a stupid plan. The trip would last a minimum of six hours, and exciting his impulsive boyfriend was like lighting a bomb without knowing which wire to cut to deactivate it. They wouldn't be alone until nightfall, and like a divine revelation, the reality dawned on Fermín: Pablo wouldn't last until they arrived. He was capable of pulling down his pants in front of the entire team and sucking him off without caring, just to satisfy the hunger weighing on both of them, a need accumulated due to weeks without going to a bed together.

He was screwed. He knew that he activated his own predicament when he perceived the prominent hard lump that lay between Pablo’s legs, demonstrating sexual arousal. Gavi getting really horny because of a little offering to do something, his cheeks became even more pink, the purring of his eyebrows softened and the honey in his eyes was lost in the black of his dilated pupils.

The fervor was beautifully reflected in Pablo; due to the heat, he unbuttoned the first buttons of his casual shirt and shook the fabric a bit.

The erotic scene that enveloped the couple in their own world was interrupted by a deep and tired voice.

"Come on, everyone, everything's ready!" shouted coach Xavi Hernández as he descended from the high metal stairs of the bus.

At the front of the line were Frenkie and Ronald. As the first duo entered, Fermín overheard a comment from Barça's captain.

"Don't fall again; you already kissed the ground in front of the cameras once," teased the Uruguayan with his charming Rioplatense accent. The Dutchman shot him a glare, his youthful face not allowing him to be taken too seriously.

Laughter erupted from most of the players, the camaraderie of the atmosphere calming the young player and easing his worries.

Everyone entered slowly but with excitement; many of them had never traveled to the field because they were more accustomed to city life. Pablo was one of those people. Among the group, the players quickly dispersed themselves among the red and blue padded seats with abstract designs.

The high temperatures were more noticeable inside, but thanks to the cool summer breeze flowing through the windows, everyone felt relieved.

Fermín walked down the aisle hand in hand with Gavi, almost to the back, where he decided to sit on the left, in the seat that didn't face the window. He knew the younger one liked to look out the window; he had noticed it during all the trips they made to different stadiums internationally to play.

When Pablo noticed this gesture, he looked at Fermín affectionately as he settled into his seat.

One of the best feelings washed over Barcelona's number sixteen when he realized he could raise the armrest and join Gavi. He gave him a mischievous look and a hand signal to indicate he should sit on his lap.

As he threw his backpack on the ground in front of him, Gavi slowly approached the other to sit on his crotch. Both could feel their own temperatures collide, the desire quickly became a priority and everything else was blurred.

Pablo surrounded his toned arms around his neck, the muscles flexed deliciously in view of Fermín.

"Kiss me," Fermín said.

He didn't wait to please the demanding cutie he had wrapped his arm around; he joined in a soft kiss at first, savoring the cherry candy flavor that Pablo always had on his lips.

They kissed chastely for a few more seconds until they couldn't resist anymore; the Sevillian aggressively introduced his tongue, deepening the kiss and establishing a more intense rhythm. Their heads moved to better accommodate the angle but they didn't separate; the swaying turned into a wetter one, pleased sounds escaping both joined mouths.

It was one of those kisses where you lose yourself in sensations, the kind that makes the past and the future irrelevant, turning the fiery present into the essence.

However, Fermín recognized that there is always an exception to the rule when he felt a tap behind his head. Dazed, he looked in the direction of the tap and met Ferran Torres's amused gaze.

"Fermín, dude, they're about to film you, wake up," Ferran whispered mockingly at his lost state.

He couldn't return to normalcy after nearly losing all his breath in a session of selfish kisses, but Pablo could; the younger one separated from the other's mouth with annoyance and impulsively opened his mouth.

"Ugh, how annoying," he pointed with his irritated gaze at a female figure approaching with a modern mobile phone to record them.

Of course, the price of the trip was promotion; it was logical for the club's social media manager to be there, smiling and focused on capturing happy moments. Fermín watched as she signaled to Gavi to leave his lap. The woman confidently ignored the Sevillian's murderous glare.

His partner moved away, returning to his seat with a frustrated expression; it was obvious to everyone that all he wanted was to feel the warm contact he had been denied seconds earlier. Everyone knew it was the right thing to do and that they couldn't display those interactions publicly, so if that girl said it was time for photos, then it was.

Realizing it was impossible to take a joyful photo of Pablo in those moments, the girl turned her attention to the coach, Xavi. Filming for the new Instagram story, the coach greeted disinterestedly in Catalan before settling back into his seat at the front of the bus.

Fermín realized that the presence of the former Barcelona legend was for the sake of having a more reasonable adult figure among a group of energetic youths prone to possible mistakes. He watched as Ferran smiled at the situation while walking away down the aisle, heading in an unknown direction.

With all distractions now discarded, Fermín caught Gavi's attention and patted his own thigh, indicating orders for the other to sit again.

Pablo moved relievedly, returning to that position that thrilled both bodies. To tease, Fermín took the sunglasses off the other's hair and put them on himself.

"How handsome," Pablo laughed affectionately, placing his hands on the chest of the other athlete.

"I'm so hot, I know," the blonde joked, playful in his expression.

"Very," the Andalusian said with a tone full of sinful arousal.

Their faces drew closer until they could feel each other's breath from that venomous distance.

"Hasn't anyone ever told you how cute you are?" the elder flirted wittily.

"Fuck, all of Spain," he boasted, with intentions of provoking jealousy.

Fermín's romantic spirit was too powerful to resist the tricks that Pablo played with his heart.

So he simply laughed and responded with a verbal bite.

"Whatever, but who cares, because at the end of the day you come to me and beg me to punish you with my cock," he paused to admire his boyfriend’s new blush, "What a pity for the future queen of the country, because you're mine."

Gavi's response was gratifying, he moved in the place while whining, Pablo loved to feel that he only belonged to him, Fermín's possessive side drove him crazy, his dick was hard inside the tight shorts.

"Are you still on that? I told you the king wanted my shirt, not his da-mmmph," Pablo was interrupted from speaking as he felt his neck being nibbled.

Fermín delved into kissing his neck, sucking at times to leave marks, his warm tongue licking the exposed white skin.

Gavira's sensitive skin was now adorned with bruises and bite marks. Fermín pulled back to look at them again, removing his glasses to throw them to the ground.

"Hey! Animal, those are limited edition Ray-Bans," Gavi informed him, trying to move to grab the expensive glasses.

The blonde pressed his toned arms against Pablo's body to prevent him from escaping his grasp. The other retrieved his belongings and adjusted them, running his fingers through his hair, which became even more golden in the sunlight.

Now more comfortable, they kissed casually, occasionally intensifying, but Fermín kept the atmosphere between them in check, he didn't want to excite Gavira too much, because that would become a problem for both of them.

Gavi noticed that control, and decided for both that he wouldn't stand any of that. He bet on a dirty kiss where the saliva accidentally came out of both because of the incessant rhythm; he shook his hips rubbing both of their cocks and creating friction.

He interrupted the playful language exchange to whisper something in his ear.

"I want to suck you off, I want it too much, please?"

Fermín hissed.

"No Pablo, we are in public, wait a little."

The most intense thing came, Gavi's puppy's look devoid of love. For Fermín it was something so hot, his boyfriend was begging like a little boy to do something as perverse as that.

"Let's go to the bathroom, no one is noticing us, I'll be quick, I promise," Gavira whispered loudly to him.

Fermín was not worried that his boyfriend would be fast, he was worried about the noise he would make, the disaster they would have to clean up, the fact that he would probably have to have sex there with him, since the other Barcelona player was very convincing on these issues.

As if he had the power to read minds, the midfielder told him.

"If you cum in my mouth and I swallow it there will be no proof of anything" was a very convincing argument, much more so when he placed his hand on Fermín’s cock and stimulated it on top of the fabric.

The expression of the canterano paused in what seemed to be one of questioning.

"Okay, you go first, wait for a few minutes, and then I'll come in," he ordered in a husky voice.

Without waiting another second, Pablo got up and discreetly walked to the bathroom, while Fermín stayed waiting in his seat, checking to see if any of the other players were watching him.

No one seemed very interested; the only one who glanced over was João Félix, who gave him a friendly nod of recognition before returning to his phone.

Fermín turned around again to check if it was safe to pursue his needy boyfriend's sinful fantasy. He leaned into a secluded corner of the vehicle.

In the distance, he noticed another teammate, Pedri, sitting with Ferran, both wearing expressions between serious and concerned. There was a slightly swollen bruise on a part of Pedri’s face that Fermín couldn't distinguish.

They seemed too engrossed in whatever was happening there, so he assumed it was safe to leave. He got up and finally made his way to the bathroom.

Upon arrival, he slid the metal door to the side and locked it upon entering. Standing in front of him was Gavi, with his shirt completely unbuttoned, revealing his toned abdomen and chest.

Fermín breathed in the scent of vanilla from the boy and brought his presence closer, intending to gently push his head down to indicate what to do next.

"Shit, get on your knees."

The event wasn't even starting yet, but Fermín was already running out of air. Gavira positioned himself on his knees and looked up through his eyelashes, giving a very lascivious point of view to his partner.

Pablo lowered his pants with his underwear at the same time, releasing the hard phallus that jumped and landed on his face. The aroma was intoxicating, it smelled of everything familiar to his partner naturally. Pablo drooled but he had to react quickly to start.

He gave the tip a kiss, then he supported his lips to put the member inside his mouth. Before starting the act, he had an idea.

"Fuck my mouth."

Fermín almost choked himself with saliva.

"Pablo, holy shit, you can’t just say that all of a sudden," he reproached him, paradoxically also caressing his hair.

The other just opened his mouth, eyes clouded by the desire to do it.

Fermín inhaled and exhaled, trying to calm his heartbeat. Slowly he put his cock inside the child's wet and warm mouth. Centimeter by centimeter the member disappeared inside, until it reached the end of his base, where he had his pelvis rubbing against Gavi's nose. He felt like the fat tip of his cock collided with the midfielder's throat, it contracted because the aforementioned was being obstructed with air.

A long bruised moan came out of Fermín.

He grabbed Gavira by his hair to keep him in that position, then he pushed his hips to penetrate the wet cavity. His cock went in and out. Faster and faster; Pablo roared and moaned drowned sounds, his honeyed brown irises almost disappeared from his eye when he narrowed his gaze.

Fermín fucked his mouth quickly, his cock collided with the bottom of his throat every time. Fermín’s dick contracted when he rejoiced in pleasure, hurting Pablo a little. Enchanted by the feeling, he lowered his head to look at the effect it caused on his boyfriend.

Seeing him like this almost caused him to cum in that precise second.

Gavi's lips were swollen, his eyes crystallized by the effort, his eyebrows were furrowed striving to be flexible with the brutal rhythm that was imposed on him.

A slightly dark desire came to Fermín's conscious. He kept intruding his dick inside, increasing the pace much more. The cruel act that untied then was to cover his nose by pressing with his fingers at the same time that he felt the closeness of his orgasm.

This action cut off absolutely all the flow of air that could enter the boy's lungs. Pablo couldn't breathe.

His boyfriend began to scream drowned, the sounds were appeased by the rapid continuous interference. Tingling pressed all over the blond's groin area. Gavira still screaming and without air circulating, gently hit his boyfriend’s muscular thigh several times, implying that he needs this to stop.

"Gavi, Gavi, I'm very close, I'm about to cum, hold on a little longer," he moaned dragged.

Fermín’s felt a scary feeling creep up his back, Gavi began to stop moving, his arms fell, the resistance and the sounds disappeared, he was losing consciousness.

But this new phase allowed his cock to enter dynamically and fuckfuckfuck his orgasm was reaching him, savagery covered him completely. He cruelly squeezed Pablo's head towards him when he felt the peak of pleasure. An explosion inside him tensed his whole body, his legs trembled, he could feel how the jets of semen came out of his cock towards the minor's throat. His left hand kept covering Pablo's nose without him realizing it. Fermín let him go, letting him breathe.

Desperate Gavi began the movement of inhaling, his mouth was still busy processing to swallow the thick hot liquid that was fired in large quantities.

Now more relieved but with tears coming out of his eyes, the award-winning midfielder relaxed and allowed his cock inside him to become softer.

Fermín pulled his softened dick out of his mouth and pulled up his pants to kneel next to Gavi and hug him.

"I’ve crossed a line, I'm very sorry, darling, but you put up with it like a champion, you deserve the best," his partner calmed him down with his honest words.

He filled his face with kisses, he kept hugging him.

Gavi was not disturbed, although he had to breathe hard for a few minutes to be able to form a reasonable response. While he calmed down definitively, he raised his head to face his eyes with his boyfriend's.

"I liked it, don't worry" silly giggles were satisfied, joy developed in the environment again.

There was a peaceful pause of silence.

"Although, you could return the favor," suggested Pablo as he was helped up by the other.

Fermín had the perfect idea.

He took Pablo by the waist to kiss him, tenderly joining their lips.

"Lean on the sink, like this," the blond showed him how, and Gavi imitated him.

The midfielder leaned on the bathroom counter, looking at himself in the mirror. A bit of embarrassment settled in his chest as he observed his reflection. He was a mess, his eyelashes darkened by tears and his hair disheveled. Despite getting distracted by thoughts of his appearance, Fermín's actions behind him distracted him even more.

He was groping him from his legs to his buttocks, squeezing plump meat while hissing. A tour of kisses was installed all over his back, slowly going down along with the obscene contact of a hand caressing him. He sensoryly recorded how Fermín's hot breathing went lower and lower, until he heard the boy kneel.

The expectation caused all his blood to travel to his dick, which was released seconds later when Fer removed his shorts.

"F-Fermín" he let go nervously about what was about to happen.

The blond's tender laughter sounded soft.

"Relax, come on, if you don't like it, I'll stop, let me know."

No warning could have prepared Gavira enough when he felt his boyfriend's saliva-soaked tongue touch his entrance. Fermín separated his buttocks to allow himself to suck the hole with ease.

Pablo's brain was going to melt, the hot feeling was incredible, moans of pleasure resounded between the narrow walls of the bathroom. Unconsciously he pushed his lower train back, hunting more of that warm electricity that that tongue gave.

That wet muscle made circles at its entrance, little by little it made its way into it slowly, at the same time that the mouth sucked and licked.

But, with the intention of teasing Gavi a little, Fermín moved his mouth away from there to talk.

"Do you want me to stop?"

He didn't get an answer in words, Gavi full of frustration grabbed his golden locks and pushed him to where he was before. He groaned gladly, that tongue took him to heaven repeatedly. He kept his hand closed in the opponent's hair, demanding exclusive attention. He lost himself in the perverted act, not caring about anything the decibel of his voice went up.

He directed his other hand to masturbate, surrounded his cock and with speed stimulated himself.

"Ah, ah, ah, yes, yes, I love it, fuck" uncontrolled songs came out of Pablo’s lips.

The knot that was built for all those weeks without action in bed was about to undo in the most vigorous way possible, the figurative elastic inside Gavi threatened to let go, his climax approaching.

Fermín quickly detected the signs of an orgasm, he changed his pattern of movements to a more constant, more intense one; he put his tongue thoroughly in the narrow walls, deliciously stretching Gavira inside.

The bottom of the sink was painted white with cum stains, Pablo came all over the furniture, practically screaming.

The whole bus had heard them, there is no doubt about that.

Fermín stepped aside and wrapped toilet paper in his hands to clean up the disaster, Gavi could not stand well due to the intensity of his sexual release.

They had no time to regain their composure; they had to get out of there as soon as possible. Pablo straightened his clothes as best as he could and signaled to Fermín to leave the place first. When the other athlete left, minutes later, Pablo accompanied him.

The first thing they both received was Xavi's confused and harsh look, judging them with his eyes from his seat, practically shouting 'I know what you did, you're degenerates'. They didn't care; they couldn't bear the hunger that had been torturing them for months. They sat in their seats, almost fainting from exhaustion.

(…)

When Pablo Gavira opened his eyes, he was disoriented about the time. He didn't know how much time had passed since he took a little 'nap' from which he didn't wake up even with five intermittent alarms. He turned to check on Fermín's condition and burst into laughter when he saw his boyfriend snoring with his mouth open and a silly expression.

Fermín startled in his sleep, waking up slowly. When he stretched his eyelids, he had to get used to the new LED light strip illuminating the entire vehicle, as it was getting dark.

Before he could form a word, a familiar voice startled him a bit.

"In ten minutes, we'll arrive. We've organized ourselves, and it's been decided that seat partners will share camping tents for the night," shouted Xavi from the middle of the bus, drawing everyone's attention.

How much time had passed? Neither of them could answer that question. So, they clumsily organized their bags and backpacks to leave. With everything prepared but still seated, they heard the next word from the coach.

"I don't think it's necessary to mention what is appropriate or not in a first division sports camp," and it was clear who that scolding was directed at. Xavi glared at Gavi, expressing a 'don't let it happen again'.

"Yes, coach," he responded, embarrassed.

Contained laughter on the verge of exploding sounded from almost all the groups divided on the bus. Most of the players knew what had happened because they either heard it or heard whispers among themselves.

It was finally time to retire. Nature and the night awaited them. They had arrived safe and sound. The sky was starry as the sun disappeared; shades of purple painted a beautiful picture.

Birds of different species sang and disappeared among the trees. The fresh summer breeze relieved the intense heat from which the Barça players escaped.

The pleasant aroma of earth and mint kept the atmosphere positive. The cabins and the place were rustic, decorated with wood.

Upon disembarking, they could get a better view of the establishment. In the center, there were communal tables for dinner. Further away and near a river were the camping tents already set up. Some were more isolated. Fermín noticed one of them, the red one, was on top of a small rocky outcrop, almost invisible to the distracted eye.

With pure honesty and from his heart, Fermín wished that one was theirs. They could do whatever they wanted all night with Pablo without anyone hearing them. He also bet on the violet tent near the previous one, just less hidden.

The sparkling sound of a professional camera flash pulled him out of his thoughts. Several photographers were capturing their reactions to the place. Every minute, from then until dinner, they were bombarded by that white light and the indicative sound of a new photograph being taken.

Xavi gathered them all, as they had previously split into groups for dinner. Interviews and recordings took place at the large rustic wooden table. Pablo was praying for the day to end; he needed to lie down and recharge his energy. His reserve of social patience had run out hours ago during casual conversations with cameras in front of them.

"Finally!" shouted Gavi as he walked with a paper in hand, searching for his sleeping area among the various temporary accommodations. Fermín accompanied him, his typical sugar-coated smile lighting up his face.

Amidst complaints and relief, they settled into their new temporary home. The large violet tent awaited them, and the wind dared not move it even an inch; everything was professionally installed to ensure comfort.

They entered, leaving their small backpacks on the padded area.

"It's bigger than I imagined," Fer casually remarked.

Pablo agreed; they could both stand upright and still not touch the fabric ceiling.

A silence fell as they settled in, sitting down.

"...What is one supposed to do when camping?" Gavi asked.

Fermín shrugged, not having a clear answer to that question; it was nighttime, and if they ventured outside, they would be tasty meals for mosquitoes, and the signal didn't reach their phones.

"Come here," the blond lay down and motioned for the other young man to come closer.

Filled with curiosity, Gavira crawled until he was lying next to his boyfriend. He took the opportunity to plant kisses on his nose, forehead, cheeks, and finally his lips. The darkness of the night cooled the passing winds; the temperature dropped.

"I missed you," Fermín said between kisses.

Pablo was always more responsive with actions, so he returned a kiss on the lips with his fiery intensity, intentions to mark what was his quite clear.

The minutes passed peacefully in the field, both of them focused their attention on devouring each other to placate the longing they had. A synchronization arose between their breaths, a dynamism that was typical of both, one that they developed since their years together in La Masía, where they secretly kissed in the corridors and hid what they needed most.

The dim light of the moon did not do enough justice to Pablo's attractiveness as the sun did, but between the dirty and wet union of obsessed lips, Gavi was embellished thanks to the lascivious chaos.

The Sevillian found a place on Fermín’s crotch, supporting his lower weight as they settled in.

The desperation that boiled in the air gave Fermín a certain nostalgia, he reminded him of the first nights he stayed in Gavira's luxurious apartment, both could not stand physical separation and at the slightest opportunity in which his cock allowed him, he had his boyfriend leaning on some surface covering his mouth because Pablo was very noisy; the neighbors had already written community notes because of the sounds.

A mental giggle inaugurated the chain of obscene memories, they did it on the floor, in the kitchen, in the bed, in the armchair, against the door, against the wall... in the house of their in-laws.

"What's so funny?"

Apparently the smiling sound was not satisfied with staying in his mind, it came out of his lips.

"Do you remember when we did it at your parents' house?" Fermín decided to tell him the reason for his reaction.

Pablo contoured himself in absolute embarrassment. Of course he remembered it, his parents would never stop berating him about that day.

That fifth of August he traveled to his childhood home to celebrate his birthday as a family, he already had months of relationship with Fermín so he took him with him to officially introduce themselves as a couple. His parents and his sister already knew the blond since he was little, the news was not a surprise at all.

What was a surprise for the family were the noises of squeaking springs and the back of the bed hitting the wall that night. The bedroom had its years, the walls looked like they were made of one centimeter wide paper.

His parents heard how Fermín fucked him hard against the bed of his childhood. The morning of the next day was immortalized as the most uncomfortable of his entire life, they had breakfast in silence in a group and his father imagined thousands of types of torture against Fermín, he expressed it with his angry face.

"Yes, I remember it," he replied doubtfully.

Fermín took and squeezed Gavi’s fleshy buttocks, committed to dry humping while lying down. The friction of both bodies above the clothes burned, the air became heavier, the tension went up.

"Well, yeah, this reminds me of when we were in your room and you begged me to give it to you harder," he released in a scratchy voice, imposing a deep eye contact between the two of them.

Pablo did not recognize the alleged similarities between the situations, but he also did not give much merit to logic at that time.

They were about to kiss again, they had a hunger that could never be completely satisfied.

But something strange happened suddenly. They heard a recognized voice shouting for help.

Fermín sat alarmed, opening his eyes asking Pablo if he heard the same thing as him.

The Andalusian looked equally scandalized, doubts scattered on his face.

For a few seconds silence reigned, until that voice in the distance returned, now more vivid and understandable.

"...I can...no...more! ...Do you do this? ... you kill me... of... fucking time?!" It was heard choppy, when the almost meaningless phrase ended, the dangerous situation became very real for the couple who sat scared.

Pedri, the both of them thought at the same time as they looked at each other in fear.

In those seconds, the noises of the animals outside the tent were heard, since they didn't speak for several seconds.

"I'll go and see what happens," Fermín said with a new found confidence, "Stay here."

Gavi just nodded in silence.

"If you get killed or you don't come back, know that I'll keep your car," Gavi tried to joke at an inappropriate time.

Fermín rolled his eyes and got up to get out of the tent.

Fermín walked through the darkness towards where he heard the shout, trying to be silent but as he couldn't see anything, he stepped on several twigs that crackled and alerted of his presence. When he reached the isolated area where the other two players were located, he turned on the flashlight of his phone to see better.

What he found was strange.

There was no one outside the tent, but on the dirt floor, there were signs of struggle everywhere. Traces of a fight were marked there, leading him to the entrance of the camping shelter. With fear, he approached one of the windows covered by insect-proof fabric to see what was happening inside.

He felt relieved to see that it was simply Ferran and Pedri playing fights, as they always did in training. He couldn't see the midfielder's expression well, but his body looked calm lying there, Ferran had a smile.

Everything was fine.

He returned to his area, stumbling again over the same branch that bothered him when he arrived. Pablo welcomed him to the tent with a worried look.

"Nothing happened, don't worry, that bastard Ferran was bothering Pedri as usual, or something like that," he said as he sat in front of his boyfriend. Relief ran through Gavi's veins.

"Fuckers," the Andalusian exclaimed, his strong Sevillian accent evident in his words. Fer grabbed Pablo by the hips and pressed him, pushing his body back.

"By the way, what do you mean you’re keeping my car? You're such a bad person," Fermín teased, unbuttoning one by one the buttons of Gavi’s shirt.

"Gavi smiled at him. "Am I very bad?"

"Yes..."

The urge to devour each other reappeared.

"Then punish me."

Fermín's brown irises imploded, being covered by the black of his pupil, desire expressed in challenging eyes.

Fermín stood ahead, colliding with the other's pink lips to bind them wildly in a French kiss.

Their clothes fell to the side, bodies in high temperatures needed to get rid of that discomfort.

Gavi spread his legs to present his entrance, his cock was erect and swollen against his stomach. Fermín’s fingers gently caressed that area; his partner's other hand was wrapped in his penis moving up and down.

The interference was comfortable, the finger that was inside him slid expertly, curving to meet his prostate. Fermín worked with both hands ecstatic with pleasure to Gavira, preparing him.

Pablo rocked his hips in the direction of the finger that entered with more belligerence.

"More, more please," he begged.

Another digit was inserted into the interior warm, working in the form of scissors to expand it more easily. It was almost too much but so little the double stimulation it gave him.

The somewhat cruel part of the Barcelona athlete's personality returned, he withdrew his fingers and his hand from Pablo to ask him to turn around. He had not invested so much time in stretching him enough, but it was on purpose, he knew that when he hurried in this part of sex the inside of Gavi would squeeze his cock more, the thought of sinking into his narrow walls caused him a feeling similar to vertigo, but in a exciting way, adrenaline generated by the possibilities.

Pablo listened to him, he laid on his stomach with his legs together, separating his buttocks with his hands to give him a good view of his entrance.

Fermin blasphemed in low notes, placing his legs on the sides of Gavi's low hip, settling down a little on his knees to align his cock. He rested his arms on Pablo's lower back, slowly pushing his intimate area to enter him.

Tight. Warm, incredible. He closed his eyes and murmured to himself how much he missed fucking his boyfriend without a condom. Grunts came out of his mouth, since he got in completely, he carried a pleased smile with pride.

He moved without Pablo's permission, since this was a 'punishment', he didn't care so much, he knew very well the boy he had under him; Gavi loved it when he was fucked with strength even without so much care.

He established a constant and fast rhythm, where sometimes he removed his cock completely to put it back to the bottom, enjoying the screams full of pleasure emitted by Gavi.

Fermín couldn't see him, but Gavi kicked gently behind his knees, it was the only movement he was allowed, his legs remained together, squeezing his boyfriend's member even more. His mouth was semi-open, erotic chants were snatched out of his lips on all occasions where Fermín’s cock bottomed.

From Fer's throat, bruised sounds were generated, the onslaughts got out of control, dirty sounds came out because of the rapid clash between skins.

Electric tingling and tingling sailed through Fermín's entire sexual extension, he wouldn't stand much longer.

His stomach tightened, Pablo bowed his head to the side to look at him sideways with pleasure written all on his pretty face.

It was that simple act that sent Fermín to his limit, the grip on Gavi's hip intensified until he pressed painfully, three or four more lunges and Fermín completely sank into his orgasm. He stayed deep inside the humid interior, a pure biological instinct that he possessed as a man made sure that he did that to ensure his boyfriend’s future pregnancy.

That, and that the feeling of releasing his semen inside was amazing, he felt complete euphoria.

He was still there for several seconds, breathing the new vigor that his orgasm gave him, he lived in his own flesh the feeling of believing that he has the whole world in the palm of his hand. Only Pablo could provoke that in him.

Energized, he removed his now more softened cock from Gavi's walls. His boyfriend looked at him curious, still sexually charged.

"I'm not done with you yet," said hoarse Fermín.

The blond accommodated his partner's toned body to be looking to the side, flexed Gavi's knees to make his way to the exposed entrance that he previously abused with love. He separated his buttocks and gave them a teasing bite, and then walked his tongue towards the hole.

Gavi unfolded his eyes in surprise.

"N-No, Fermín, there it's dirty with your c…" he tried to push the boy away by stretching his hair but another deep lick quickly changed his mind.

He approached his own hand to stimulate himself, selfish to hunt his own orgasm. He contracted because of the delight that his nervous system felt.

Fermín sucked and licked penetrating his tongue, savoring his own cum inside Gavi. He salivated the entire area and penetrated with his tongue several times, alternating between circular and direct movements.

Saliva mixed with seminal fluid escaped from his corner, he was focused on the action and on Pablo's fingers that pressed his head, that pressure demanded more from him.

Babbles that consisted of 'yes', 'fuck', 'I love it', 'qué rico' were the ones that dominated in the tent.

Pablo's eyes were crossed when his orgasm reached him, accumulated pressure was triggered by his crotch staining the sleeping bags they had unfolded to the side.

Sounds of tiredness and pleasure gradually dropped by decibels, ending Gavi’s climax.

"You have a little... in your..." he didn't even make an effort to finish the sentence, Gavi licked the rest of the semen that Fermín had on the side of his lips.

He deepened the kiss with love, with no intention of pursuing another sinful act. Different flavors were mixed in the exchange of saliva.

Fermín separated them and spoke with slight mockery.

"Bro, that's disgusting."

Silly laughter came out of him, Pablo furrowed his annoyed expression.

"You idiot, you're the dirty one, you were the one that at-!" The cheerful sound of Fermín laughing appeased Gavi’s anger.

The night passed between kisses and laughter.

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sleepingdeath-bboys · 1 year

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indulging in impropriety ; 18+

pairing ; thomas thorne x female!reader

word count ; 3028

warnings ; porn with some plot, premarital sex acts (gasp!), handjob (male receiving), oral (female receiving)

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Your position in the republic was far from enviable — a scout of the council, someone who skittered between shadows amongst rats and who floated noncommittally between kingdoms to gather information and resources you'd never be able to indulge in yourself (as scarse as wind and as free as a bird with clipped wings) — yet you still found an odd sense of pride in it. Certainly you weren't provided with any material luxuries like your more grounded colleagues, but your transience gifted you the ability to immerse yourself in lives and cultures that any other job would have never allowed.

Eating new food, donning new dress, adopting new names and speaking in new tongues everywhere you went. Never known as yourself, of course, but sometimes sacrifices were necessary to enjoy life to the fullest.

And sometimes those sacrifices would be repaid tenfold when your superior and a one night stand from a few kingdoms over meet and decide to reward you for your dedication and adaptability.

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The position you were in was a familiar one, but that made having your superior’s cock in your mouth and an old flame’s dick buried in your pussy no less strange. A novelty that would have earned laughter at its proposal in any other moment, perhaps even now if you weren’t too preoccupied with being fucked stupid from both ends.

Affogato’s treatment of you was exactly what you remembered it to be: smooth slender hands gripping at the undersides of your spread thighs, massaging and holding them in place; warm soft lips peppering deceptively soft kisses along the expanses of your chest and stomach, curled upwards at the edges as he utters pure filth against your skin; soft wisps of his long, black and white hair brushing against your already sensitive skin, the sensation somewhere between teasing and ticklish as you got closer and closer to the edge; lean hips slamming harshly against your own as his cock relentlessly bullied your gushing hole, every thrust almost sending your body flying across the bed towards the blond in front of you. He called you ‘dirty’ and ‘needy’ and ‘whorish’ as he plunged his length into your pussy over and over again, his tone light and almost playful as he punctuated each clit throbbing statement with another kiss to your flushed skin. He teased you for being ‘desperate’ and ‘eager to be used’, smirking and groaning when you throbbed around him at the comment — which only encouraged him to go further, to be crueller, to say things that made your toes curl and your head spin.

‘Desperate to be fucked,’

‘Cum slut,’

‘Cock drunk,’

‘Sex toy,’

On and on he went, his words — that became less like a mocking whisper and more like a heady growl against your stomach as he kept on going — echoing in your muddled mind like a twisted mantra. Small islands of coherence amongst the fog of lust that had overcome your consciousness as you were driven further and further to climax by your two partners.

Clotted Cream, meanwhile, opted not to waste too much time on trivial chatter as he used your mouth to his heart’s content — gripping your hair tightly in one hand to keep you still as he roughly fucked in and out of your obediently parted lips at his leisure. Occasionally he spoke up, all sense of propriety and eloquence he normally has in droves long gone, praising you for being such a ‘good toy’ and an ‘well-trained pet’, even throwing his head back and moaning (moaning so strongly that you saw his Adam’s Apple bob in his throat) when you swallowed around his dick and downright begging you in a strained voice to ‘do that again’. But otherwise all you got from him were low grunts and groans, the sweet taste of his dick and precum as it slid across your tongue, the feeling of his pale blond pubic hair tickling your nose and the indescribable feeling of his shaft filling your mouth and throat — part of you wished to see what he looked like in moments like this, when he was so close to orgasm (so close you could feel him throbbing on your tongue), but you got more than enough enjoyment with your head hanging back over the edge of the bed as he used you to complain too much.

Not that you had the coherence of thought to complain either way, as you were far too far gone for even that by now.

Only able to give into the feeling of being used by two men you’ve fantasised of being taken by — one previously deemed forbidden by rank and the other an old flame that you’d longed to have again since you’d left him — and stretched in the most delicious way in the process. Only able to recognise the feeling of the slim tip of Affogato’s dick pounding into your g-spot with such force and precision that you couldn’t help but moan and gasp, and the feeling of Clotted Cream’s cock filling your mouth up so much that your slack jaw was starting to ache (so full that you were starting to drool around him so much that your cheeks and lips were starting to wet with your spit). Only able to embrace the way the muscles in your stomach fluttered and straining and spasmed whilst your limbs grew heavy and weak and limp — your body tensing and burning with anticipation for what was to come.

And then, when the time came, only able to ride out your orgasm with watery eyes, whited-out vision, flexing muscles, and a gushing spent pussy that soaked yourself, the bed and Affogato’s cock with your juices. Left to moan and groan and cry out around Clotted Cream’s dick until he followed suit, coating your tongue with his release as he came with a low groan that went straight to your clit and a stuttered jerky thrust that had you choking for a few short moments before he pulled out. So spent and done that you could only sob and drool and whimper as you were fucked for a little while longer (moments that felt closer to an eternity as you remained suspended, floating through the hazy nirvana of release) until Affogato finally finished, pulling out of your dripping hole to paint your lower stomach with his cum — finishing with a high pitched moan and a broken cuss that sounded like pure sin coming from his painted lips.

You were well and truly spent after that: heaving and gasping and panting and whimpering whilst covered in a mess of sweat and spit and cum, limbs too weak and body aching too much to even move. At the mercy of your two lovers as they diligently wiped you clean with a warm damp cloth and talked about you as if you weren’t even there — comparing how good each of your holes felt, praising you indirectly for taking them both so well, planning to do this again at a later date (Clotted Cream was still yet to try out your cunt, after all, and he was ‘looking forward to the opportunity’ — a painfully formal way of putting it that was no less effective in leaving your cheeks burning with embarrassment).

It was humiliating, flustering, unusual, and you wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.

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mimixmunson · 22 days

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Boyfriend!Eddie finds your porn history. Eddie Munson x female reader. Smut. Blurb🍆

Word count- 1.2k

🍆 “Hey baby.. umm I don’t wanna embarrass you..”Eddie was sprawled across the couch, his limbs representing an octopus whilst his curls fell down the arm of the couch. You had let him borrow your laptop, Dustin had split soda over Eddie’s during their latest dnd campaign. He smiles as he notices your wall-paper is a picture of the pair of you, that trip to the forest was one of your favourites.

“Huh?” You spoke, confusion filling the air. You were easily embarrassed so just the thought of being embarrassed made your face flush. “It’s just, I lost my page I was working on so- so I went on the history page to find it again. But I didn’t just find my campaign document, I saw your umm history. Baby I, I don’t want you to be embarrassed I mean we all do it right?” Your face burns under his words, you know exactly what he’s stumbled across.

“Seriously doll, your choices here.. My innocent little girl, isn’t so innocent huh?”He smirks, eyes gazing over your flushed face. You feel stuck to the floor, like any moment now the ground is going to open up and swallow you whole. “Eddie-“ You finally manage to muster up the courage to speak, your words causing your stomach to churn in shyness. “It’s okay. It’s all okay princess. I’m impressed, I mean let’s see here. ‘Blonde babe worships her step-father’s sweaty balls’ Well that’s filthy isn’t it? ‘Anal training’ Oh? You want me to take that other little hole for a test drive? ‘Double penetration mmf threesome.’ Sweet girl I had no idea you could be so kinky! Look at this here. ‘Submissive girl has play time with Daddy.’ Is that me? I’m your daddy?” He teases, his smirk practically audible in his voice as he teases. Your embarrassed self can’t handle much more. He was never meant to see this, these searches they were just late night curiosity. Late night self pleasure when Eddie couldn’t be there with you.

You nod, fiddling with the hem of your shirt. Your hands need to be doing something as the anxiety reaches your throat. You swallow it down and gulp in nervousness as Eddie walks towards you. He takes his hand and caresses your face softly. His touch both exhilarating and comforting under the current circumstances. “You weren’t meant to see that.” You swallow the saliva collected in your mouth. “It’s just… porn. For when you’re not here and I- well you know the rest.” You speak so quietly that you could hear a pin drop in the room, the atmosphere was tense but he couldn’t seem more relaxed. Eddie’s smile beams, under the knowledge they were really your searches and you didn’t try and lie your way out of it.

“And are those the sorts of desires my princess has been having on those oh-so-lonely nights where she’s banished to stay in her castle?” He speaks in his dungeon master voice, running his index finger down your throat, smirking as he watches your throat gulp and the goosebumps appearing down your neck and arms. Your feet feel superglued to the floor, stuck in confrontation you can do nothing but stare at the carpet, looking your boyfriend in the eye seems alien in this moment.

“Yes. But don’t think you have to indulge me! If you’re not comfortable we never have to do any of that. I’ll never force you Eds.” You babble, worrying about every word in your speech sounding patronising or rude. You look up to him, doe-eyed with a hint of regret. He smiles, holding the back of your head softly. Cupping your chin with his finger he raises your head to meet him at eye level.

“Oh darling girl. How naive. I would move the heavens and earth for you. You’re asking me to fill both of your holes, let you call me daddy and worship my balls while they’re sweaty? It’s filthy. It’s a little taboo. Perverse maybe. Letting my girl worship me and being able to spoil both of her holes with pleasure? It’s a mere inconvenience, I mean you’re really gonna have to pay me back for this sweetheart you know.” Eddie jokes, speaking in his dungeon master voice again. Knowing that voice always flusters you, as if you needed to be any more flustered.

Staring at the floor, “So you’re okay with it?” You ask earnestly. “More than okay. In fact, come to think of it.. I haven’t showered yet today. Definitely haven’t shaved my balls in ummmm ever? How about you take that pretty face of yours down there and make your daddy feel good?” You needed no further encouragement, you’d already been hiding your arousal from the embarrassment of being found out about your kinks, humiliation being another one.

You unbuckled and shimmied off Eddie’s jeans, palming him through his boxers as he grunts your name and several curse words. He was hard as a rock already, and a small wet patch over his boxers where he’d begun to leak a bead of pre-cum. Instincts took after and you licked up the wet stripe of his underwear, vaguely tasting his salty fluid. With your face so close to his underwear clad genitals, you couldn’t help but breathe in his scent. The odour of sweat and pre-cum mixed together was your perfect aphrodisiac. Nestling your face into his hard on, you inhale all you can of him. Eddie slides off his boxers and takes his cock into his hand, jerking it slowly whilst looking down at you. You look up with ‘fuck me’ eyes and a cheeky smile, removing his hand from his length.

You lean upwards, placing your nose under his cock. His pubes tickle your nose as you lick circles over his fuzzy balls, swallowing the loose hairs that collect on your tongue. “Dirty fucking girl aren’t you? So gross.” Eddie mutters through his teeth biting down on his bottom lip. You smirk, all innocence leaving your body. You steady your hand on the tip of his cock as it begins to leak again, taking one of his balls into your mouth and suckling as if it was a pacifier. You speak as best as you can whilst sucking onto him. The noises you make aren’t translate-able, they’re more-so moans and groans. “Don’t speak with your mouthful angel.” Eddie coos, taking your hair into a ponytail and holding it behind your head. He forces his ball out of your mouth and guides your mouth onto his cock. “M’so close.” He grunts as he fucks your mouth, pulling you backwards and forwards onto his dick so far down your throat that you’re gagging. You slurp up the salvia that begins to dangle from his length. He comes undone in your mouth, emptying the fuzzing balls that were once in your mouth and you taste the liquid that you’ve had a hunger for. A rope of cum hangs from your lip and he wipes it up with his finger, before helping you swallow the last drop from sucking it up off of his finger.

“Thank you daddy.” You look up at Eddie with a shit-eating grin like butter wouldn’t melt. “My good little girl.” He responds, you mentally thank yourself for never clearing your search history. 🍆

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samandcolbyownme · 20 days

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Summary: anon request- "Hear me out, y/n is on a girls trip to Vegas. When out at a club one of her friends spots Colby (and friends) and plays wing woman mentioning to Colby that he is y/n's "hall pass." He's interested and they party and hook up all weekend. Including heavy smut and dom Colby, please"

Warnings: this story is going to contain reader CHEATING on fiancé with Colby, SMUT18+, Hall pass Colby, LOTS of unprotected sex, rough sex, fingering, oral (f rec), hair pulling, choking, creampie, scratching, biting, lots of filth

Again, this one shot is going to contain reader cheating on fiancé with Colby as their chosen hall pass.

Word count: 8.2k | kinda proofread

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N I G H T * O N E

"I'm so excited for this trip." You say walking to your rental car, "I can't believe we're here!"

Your best friend, Hadley sighs, looking around, "I know! Im so glad we agreed on doing the solo bride and maid of honor trip."

You nod, throwing your suit case into the car, "So the hotel?" You ask getting into the drivers seat. Hadley gets in and nods, "Yeah we gotta get ready."

"Ready for what?" You look at her with a laugh.

"Please tell me you didn't think we were staying in the hotel room all weekend.." she shakes her head, "No baby. We're throwing a bride sash on you and not having to pay for any drink."

You laugh, "Okay. Yeah. Your idea sounds so much more fun."

"There's the spirit." She punches your arm handle and you laugh, "I'm so glad you remembered the bride sash. I literally forgot about it until right now."

She points to herself, "I'm the maid of honor, of course I'm going to be on top of things."

You nod and shake your head as you continue to drive to the hotel.

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

By the time you got settled and showered and all dressed up to go out, a few hours have passed by, making it time for you and Hadley to go out.

"Oh!" She rushes to her suit case and pulls out the sash, "can't forget this!"

"Yes!" You laugh and point to her. She walks over and lifts it over your head, "Perfect." She steps back, pointing to the door, "Let's go."

Luckily, the club you were going to, was only a short walk away.

You get your ID back from the bouncer and you walk in, looking around.

Every thing was so, alive.

You were amazed and excited because you can scratch going to Vegas off of your bucket list.

"Alright." Hadley says, "Let's make that sash, work."

She interlocks her arm with yours and pulls you towards the bar. You had to admit, you didn't think the sash would work.

A guy does a double take, smirking as he reads over your sash, "Bride to be? Huh." He nods, "You get a drink yet?"

Haley nudges you and you laugh, "Oh, Um. Not yet."

"Here." He waves the bartender down and motions to you and Hadley, "Add the next two drinks to my tab."

The bartender nods and you smile at the guy, "Thank you." He winks and looks away. You turn to Hadley and laugh quietly, "Oh my god."

She prances in place and squeals quietly, "I knew it would work."

After the last two hours of mingling and sipping on drinks, Haley rushes up to you and grabs your arm, "Guess who the fuck is here."

You look around, "Who?"

"Colby Brock."

You feel your face relax with shock.

Colby is your celebrity crush basically. You adored him. He was in fact, who you told your fiancé your hall pass is.

"Isn't he the-"

You nod, already knowing what she's going to ask, "Yes. Yes." You laugh slightly, "Avery knows my hall pass is Colby."

She covers her mouth, "how often does this fucking shit happen?" She sighs, "So if you meet him do you get to use it?" She look at you and raises her brows, "Cause I mean.. I would."

You laugh, "um, no. I don't think that you can ac-"

"Come on." Hadley pulls you through the crowd and your heart starts beating. You can't sit there and say you haven't thought about Colby while having sex or while doing it solo, because you have.

Colby's hot, like godly, you'd let him ruin your life hot.

So, you would in fact risk it all, "Hey." You pull Hadley back to you, "Keep it low key, I don't want very many people knowing about my embarrassment if I get rejected."

She smirks and nods, "Alright. I gotchu."

You move over to an empty table and sit down, your eyes scanning the crowd. Hadley leans in, "Okay, so I'm going to wait for Colby to go up to the bar and then I'll go talk to him."

You laugh at her, "You're too good at this." She shrugs, "Wingwoman things."

You look around, anxiously thinking about what you wanted to do.

Well, you already knew what you were going to do, you were mainly anxious about the possible outcomes for the repercussion of it.

After a little bit of waiting, she gasps, "Oh. There he goes." She quickly gets down from her stool and she looks at you, "Look cute, okay?"

You nod and quickly go into the mode of trying to be cool and cute.

You force yourself not to look over there, you couldn't believe that this was even happening, like, Hadley was right, how often does this shit really work out?

A few moments later, Hadley returns and she nods, "He's interested."

Your eyes go wide, "no." You shake your head, "You're lying." She laughs, "That would be a sick joke. I'm serious! I gave him your number. I told him to text you because it's a big deal. Blah blah privacy. You know."

You stare at her, slightly in shock, "This isn't real. This isn't happening."

Hadley sighs and reaches out, pinches your arm. You wince in pain, "ouch?" You look at her and she smirks, "You're awake. This isn't a dream."

You laugh, "Oh my god." You sigh, "What about Avery? Oh god. I don't think I can do this."

Hadley lays a hand on your arm and leans in, "y/n. Look at me." She squeezes your arm, "You know that saying, what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas?"

You nod and she nods, "Exactly.."

"The fact that you're thinking about passing up the chance to fuck Colby Brock." She shakes her head, "Are you seriously going to do that?"

So along with the whole wanting to fuck Colby, you also have had this, weird feeling, that you could always pull him.

Maybe it was just your ego expanding because you know you're hot enough to actually pull him.

"Is he really the person you'd risk it all for?" Hadley asks and you sigh, "Fuck, yeah. I mean, look at him."

She laughs, "Good, because here they come." She straightens up and you sit up, "Oh fuck. Fuck." You smile as Colby's eyes meet yours.

The way he makes you feel soaked just by looking at you, really tells you that you made the right choice.

"Hey, guys." Hadley smiles, "Colby, who's your friend?" Colby smile and motions to the blonde next to him, "This is Sam."

You laugh slightly, smiling at you nod, "We know. We watch your videos." Your eyes move from Sam to Colby.

He smirks and nods, "We appreciate it."

"So which one of you is the bride to be?" Sam leans in looking for the sash, "Ah. There she is." He smiles up at you and you tilt your head, "Here I am."

"I'm going to go get a round for us, be right back." Sam points and you nod, your eyes following Colby as he sits down next to Hadley, "So when's the big day?"

You couldn't lie. You were so nervous you could throw up.

"Um, three? Weeks? Three and half maybe." You slowly lick over your bottom lip, "It's been quite crazy." You laugh and bring your drink up to your lips.

"That sounds like you need to take this-" Colby pauses and looks at Hadley, "How long are you here for?"

"Mm." Hadley pulls her straw from her lips, "The weekend. Friday to Sunday."

Colby looks back at you, "you need to take this weekend to relax."

You slowly pull your bottom lip between your teeth and if it was just you and him, you'd jump him right then and there.

"That's what I've been telling her! The whole plane ride here." Hadley sighs, "she deserves this." Hadley looks from you, motioning to Colby with her eyes and you can't help but laugh, "Yeah, yeah. I know."

"Tell you what, our friend is throwing a party tomorrow night, why don't you guys swing by?" Colby looks between the two of you and you nod.

This man has you in a mental chokehold, "That would be great, just text me the details."

He smiles at you and nods, "I'll do that."

Sam walks back up and sets the small tray down on the table, "Here we go." He grabs a glass and holds it up. You all follow along with raising yours and Sam looks at you, "To the bride to be."

Your she's move from Sam, locking onto Colby's and he smirks, tilting his head slightly, "to the bride to be."

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

"Alright. I think we're going to head out." You say getting down from your stool.

"So soon?" Sam jokes and you laugh, "Yeah, it's almost two am."

"Fair enough, did Colby tell you about our friends party?" Sam asks and you nod, "Oh right, yeah. Colby. Text me the address and stuff."

Colby points back, "Yes, thank you for reminding me."

The more you drank, the more the tension of wanting to fuck each other was growing quickly.

You smile and link arms with Hadley, "Thank you for the drinks!" Hadley turns, "Bye guys!" She waves and you walk out.

The cool, night air chilling your overheated bodies.

"That did not.. just fucking happen." You press your fingers to your lips and think for a moment, "What the fuck."

Hadley sighs, "Ah yeah. That's what you get for waking up in Vegas." You laugh, "Yeah, but wait, we didn't wake up here this morning."

"Can you just-" she laughs, "don't ruin this for me."

"Oh. Sorry." You both drunkenly laugh as you walk back to the hotel. As you make your way in, you dig your room key out of your purse.

You step onto the elevator and the only thing on your mind right now is Colby.

"Are you thinking about him?" Hadley asks and you nod, "Oh yeah."

"Are you gonna do it?" You can tell she looks over at you but you keep your eyes on the doors of the elevator, "Do you think it's worth it?"

"So you think Avery was serious about the whole hall pass thing?" Hadley asks, and you both walk off the elevator.

"I mean.." you sigh, "I couldn't tell if they were joking or not."

Hadley looks around and leans in, her voice going quiet, "The way Colby was looking at you tonight.. tells me that there's no way that man didn't catch feelings for you right then and there."

You roll your eyes and she tilts her head, "I'm your best friend, so I'm going to be honest with you.. let's not forget who doesn't even want you on this girls trip to celebrate their upcoming wedding."

You nod, "We talked about it.. it's fine now."

She nods, "Okay. But still."

You look up at her, "Look I know you don't really care for Avery, but they're who I'm here, celebrating to being married to soon, okay."

You both needed to sleep. You've been flying, driving, and just non stop going all day.

You sigh, "We just need to go to bed and the alcohol isn't helping.. so yeah." You turn around and walk into the room.

You go over to the door that conjoins your rooms and you stop to look over at her, "If this happens, are you going to tell anyone?"

A smirk grows on her lips and she shakes her head, "I promise I won't." You nod, laughing slightly, "I'll let you know how it goes."

She salutes you, "As you should."

You laugh, "goodnight."

You walk into your room, leaving the door unlocked and you go to get undressed. As you're stripping down, you can tell your phone goes off so your heart starts to beat faster.

You grab your phone and walk in to the bathroom, smirking as you see it's a text from Colby, mainly just giving you the address.

You bite your lip and type up your text back, Sounds good. See you tomorrow.

You set your phone down on the counter and take a deep breath as you turn on the shower. As you're waiting patiently for the water to get hot, Colby responds.

You pick up your phone and smile as you read his text, It was really great to meet you and Hadley.

You hop into the shower and pull the curtain closed. You turn your back to the water and tilt your head as you type, It was really nice meeting you and Sam. You both are just absolutely unreal.

You hit send and rest your phone on the little shelf thing so you can take an everything shower.

You couldn't go without checking your phone, in hopes to see his name pop up.

You couldn't lie. This was all a lot for you right now, like you couldn't believe that Colby Brock and Sam Golbach know who you are.

When Colby finally answers, you give it a few minutes before you unlock your phone and read over his text, Speaking of, I gotta say. What she said kind of really peaked my interest.

You take a minute, because this could go one of two ways.

Something tells you to just roll with it, so that's what you do, what did she say to you again? I just want to confirm that she got all the details that we talked about, lol.

You sit your phone down, forcing yourself to finish your shower before looking at your phone again.

It was a twenty nervous filled minutes.

You wrap the towel around yourself and walk out to the room. You sit down on the bed and read what he said, Oh, I see. So you were in on it. If I have to say, that's probably the hottest pickup line ever.

Something flips in your stomach, peaking your interest even more.

You lay back, holding your phone above your face as you type, I just need to know if it's a real thing, ya know?

You jump slightly when you see Avery's name pop up at the top of your screen. You let out a sigh and accept the FaceTime with a smile, "Hey, babe."

"What's going on, baby?" They ask and you sit up, "Just got back from the club a little bit ago.. you?"

They shrug, "Nothing. Just got back from Cam's house."

You nod, "Oh yeah? How was that?"

"Eh. I just can't wait until you're back on Sunday, but you probably are having way too much fun without me."

You laugh slightly, seeing Colby's text appear at the top of the screen, It can be as real as you want it to be, y/n.

"Do you miss me?"

You chew the inside of your lip, nodding as you look at Avery through the screen, "Of course I miss you, too!" You laugh slightly, "Why would you think that I didn't?"

"I'm just messing with you, babe." Avery laughs and you roll your eyes, "Very funny." You yawn and Avery sighs, "Yeah I'm going to head to bed."

"Yeah, me, too." You nod, "I'll call you tomorrow, alright? I love you."

"I love you, sleep good." Avery smiles and waves before hanging up and you take a second to process the call.

You get this really strange feeling that you, honestly, have never felt before.

You didn't like it.

You thought about what you wanted to do, and either way, if your suspicions are right, at least you can say that you fucked Colby Brock, right?

You go to Colby texts and type, The Venetian. Floor 25 room E, last room on the left.

You hit sent and you toss your phone as you now anxiously await the sound of a knock on your door.

A few moments later, theres a soft knock on your door.

You walk over, peeling back the tape on the peep hole to look and to your shock, you see Colby. You push the tape back over and open the door, "How'd you get here so fast?"

"I was down in the casino actually, how weird was that?" He glances down, raising a brow a he tilts his head to the side, "So.. you're really getting right to it, huh?"

You look down, completely forgetting that you were in just a towel, "Oh.. shit. Wow this is embarrassing." You turn around and Colby walks in, "Mm. I like it."

You look at him shyly and smile, "Oh, okay."

"So.." Colby walks up to you, "Can I ask you a question?" You look up at him, giving him a smirk, "Of course."

His eyes stay on yours, which makes it kind of hard for you to stay focused as he asks, "Out of everyone, why me?"

You bite down on your lip, "I mean." To step back and motion to him, "Have you seen yourself?"

Colby chuckles and shakes his head, "I should be asking you the same thing." He bites his lip and sighs, "I am very flattered that I am what you call your - "He puts air quotes up, "Celebrity Hall Pass.." he laughs, "And you being hot makes it ten times better."

You bite your lip, "How do you.. wanna do this?" Your eyes flick up to meet his and he shrugs, "How ever you want to do it, baby."

Baby, you smirk, god you wanted him.

He steps closer to you and you can feel yourself freeze.

His hands hover over your body. Teasing you with the oh so close presence. You grab his wrists and push his hands to meet your body.

His fingers dig to grow his grip tighter. Your hands slide up to his neck and your eyes never move from his, "I want you."

That's all it took - Colby lifts you up, your legs wrapping perfectly around his waist and he walks you over to the bed. He gets up on his knees before laying you down.

His lips crash into yours with that fiery passion you knew you felt. You moan against his lips as he grinds his bulge against your bare cunt, causing you to whimper out.

You needed him, you want him so bad it hurts.

"You sound so pretty, baby." Colby leans up, shifting all his weight onto his left arm as his right hand drags up to the top of your towel, "Can I take this off?"

You nod, "Yes, yes." You bite your lip as he pulls back the towel, revealing your fresh out of the shower body.

Colby can tell you instantly want to cover up. He licks His lips and leans down, "I think.." he presses a kiss to your neck, leaning back to make you look at him, "You are the hottest fucking person I've ever come in contact with." Your pussy grows wetter and your cheeks grow hotter from his words, "You hear me?"

You nod and lift your body so he can pull the towel from under you, "Hey." He tosses it and leans in, "You are fucking beautiful. Okay?" He nods at you and you nod back.

He plants a kiss to your forehead and you feel his hand drag down your body. He stops at your waist, looking from his hand to you, "Can I touch you?"

You nod quickly, laying your hand on his to push it down to your achy cunt, "Yes." You breathe out, "Please."

Colby's voice is low, "Spread 'em for me, baby."

You comply, parting your thighs. He smirks and you move your hand so you can watch his hand slide down to press his middle finger to your clit.

You let out a gasp and buck your hips, you needed more, "Colby!" You whine out and he chuckles, resting down on his side and presses a kiss down your shoulder, "Tell me what you want, sweetheart."

"I need you in me." You whine out, turning your face to look at him. You lay a hand on your cheek and moan out.

He watches your face twitch with pleasure as he drags a single finger between your folds, listening to you let out another moan as he pushes that finger into you.

"Fuck." You breathe out, rolling your hips, "C-Colby."

"What, baby?" Colby asks and you whine, "more.." you whimper, "I need more."

"How do you want me to fuck you baby?" Colby slowly pushes in another finger, obliging to your request, making you moan out.

Colby chuckles, "Want me to be slow and gentle?, Or do you want me to fuck you rough and hard?"

You nod, whimpering out, "y-yes."

"Which one baby? Talk to me." Colby curls his fingers inside of you and you arch your back off the bed, "F-fuck me.. hard and rough."

"Hard and rough? Mm" Colby leans down, kissing up your neck, "you want to be treated like a slut now don't you?"

You nod and Colby chuckles, "Words, sweetheart."

"Yes." You whisper out, "I want to be a slut for you."

He pulls his fingers out and stands up, "Rub that clit for me while I undress, baby." Your hand drags to your clit and you gasp as you slowly rub circles over your it.

"That's it, baby." Colby nods as he strips his clothes from his body, "You're so wet already." He smirks, as climbs onto the bed, "I turn you on that much?"

You nod, laying your hands on his shoulders, "oh yeah." You bite down on your lip as he positions his hips in between your thighs.

"I couldn't wait to be inside of you the second I saw you sitting at that table." Colby whispers as he rubs the head of his cock against your opening, "So fucking hot."

He inches his cock in, a groan from him mixing with your moan. Your nails dig into his shoulders and you squeeze around him.

Your eyes roll back as you feel him stretching you the further he pushes in, "C-Colby."

You drag your nails up his back, moaning out loudly as he pulls out and thrusts back in. His pace is slow, but his thrusts are hard.

"Does your fiancé make you feel this good?" Colby mumbles with his lips against your forehead. You gasp out, tilting your head back, "Fuck, no no no."

Colby slips an arm under your back and holds you up slightly. His other arm supporting his weight as his thrusts grow faster, more vicious.

"You have the pussy that was made for me." Colby moans lowly and you whine, "You feel so good."

Your nails sink into his shoulders as he rams himself into you. You moan out with each thrust, eyes rolling back as he lays you back on the bed.

He leans up, hands reaching down to hold your hips, and his thrusts grow hard, "F-fuck."

Your back arches against the bed and you groan loudly, "F-fuck.." you gasp, feeling yourself come undone around him.

"Fuck, fuck." Colby groans, tilting his head back. He pushes your thighs back, pinning them down as he watches his cock disappear into you repeatedly.

As he's fucking you through your orgasm, you feel his thrusts growing sloppy, "Where do you want me to cum, baby?"

You roll your eyes, shrugging as you whimper out, "Anywhere, I don't care."

He groans and nods, "Fuck." He thrusts his hips forward, slowly thrusting as you feel his cock twitch inside of you.

You couldn't help but moan.

Colby slowly pulls out, still keeping your thigh pinned back, "Fuck. Tell your fiancé that I'm sorry in advance."

You bite down on your lip and furrow your brows, "Huh?"

He lets go of his grip on your thighs and leans down, hands beside your head, "I said." He chuckles lightly, "Tell your fiancé that I said I'm sorry because I'm about to murder this pussy every day you're here."

You swallow, nodding desperately. Now that did fuck him, you're addicted.

"Really?" You whimper out quietly and he smirks, "Any chance I get, baby. This pussy is mine this weekend, right?"

You nod and Colby tilts his head, "Come on baby. Let me hear it."

You smirk up at him and nod, "This pussy is yours for the weekend."

Colby presses his lips to yours, "Glad we're on the same page." He winks and moves off of you, "Now come on. I need a shower."

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

N I G H T * T W O

You and Colby fucked again last night.

You fucked again this morning.

And you're one hundred percent sure that he's coming back to your hotel room after their friend's party, which was honestly kind of boring.

You and Hadley were loners until Sam and Colby and some of their friends joined. Once you got a few drinks in you, the night got a little bit better.

When you're finally ready to leave, you look a Colby, "Are you, um." You laugh slightly, voice going lower, "Coming.. over tonight?"

He gives you a nod, "Do you want me to?"

You smirk, "I think we both already know the answer to that question." He nods, a smile on his face, "I think we do, yeah."

An hour later, Colby is opening the hotel door from behind you. Your back is pressed against it, and his lips are on yours.

He walks you backwards through the door and kicks it shut before bending down to lift you up, "This dress is fucking hot as hell, baby."

You smirk, "I thought you'd like it."

"Seems like you know me well enough already." He teases as he walk you over to the bed. He lays you down and lays down on his side next to you, fingers gently dragging up and down your thigh.

You giggle, "I mean, I can't lie. I've followed you on social media for so long, so that kinda helped prepare me for this."

"Smart girl." Colby slips his hand under your dress and you part your thigh a little more, "Sometimes." You breathe out with a laugh.

Colby's fingers drag up and down your clothed pussy, "Are you wet for me?"

"I've been all night."

He smirks and presses his lips to yours as he reaches down to undo his belt. You eagerly pull your dress up and work it up over your head before moving to get your panties off.

As soon as the clothes are off and scattered, Colby's on his knees on the bed by your feet, "Roll over." He motions, "Ass up, sweetheart."

You smirk and roll over onto your stomach, glancing back over your shoulder as you feel his hands on your ass.

They stay on your ass as you raise your hips, keeping your arms bent flat by your head.

"Good girl." Colby says lowly, gliding his cock up and down your soaked slit.

You push your hips back as he slides in and you grip the sheets, letting out a loud moan, "Fuck, Colby."

His hands tightly grip your hips and his speed picks up. He pulls you back to meet each of his thrusts, "Can't get enough of you."

You moan out in response, pleasure consuming you as he hit that perfect spot with each of his thrusts, "F-Fuck." You whine out, "Gonna cum."

You felt so close already and you blame the connection you and Colby have.

It's incredible.

Colby leans down, sliding his hands up your body to grip your shoulders. He pulls you up and you push yourself up onto your hands.

His hands slide around your throat, gradually closing his grip tighter, "Such a good little slut." He breathes out, "Fuck."

You let out a strangled moan, eyes rolling shut as he pounds you into orgasm.

Colby groans as your walls squeeze his cock, "Fuck, baby. That's it, cum for me." He focuses on guiding you through your high, loosening his grip on your throat and you gasp.

His left hand goes to your shoulder and his right hand grabs your hair and gathers it into a makeshift ponytail, "Can I fill you again. Sweetheart?"

You nod your head, wincing as he pulls, "Words. Baby."

"Y-es." You moan out, "Fill my pussy."

Colby smirks at how much control he has over you. He knew you would do anything for him. He had you wrapped around his finger.

"If you say so." He smirks, pushing your face down to the bed.

You let out a loud moan as the slight position change and Colby's hand keeping a tight hold on your hair, "Fuck."

Colby moves his left hand down to your hip, gripping it right as he thrusts harder into you. You clench around him, urging him to fill you, just like he did before.

"Please please please." You whimper, "Fuck, fuck fuck."

"Whose pussy is this?" Colby asks and you smile as you moan out loudly, "Yours, baby. It's yours."

He pushes his cock all the way in as he lets go of your hair to grip your hip. He pulls out slightly and pushes back in, "Fuck."

He allows you to feel his cock twitching as he fills you completely before he pulls out fully. He lets out a sigh, "You are fucking perfect." He leans down to look at your face. He brushes hair from your eyes and smiles, "Do you need anything?"

You shake your head, "No I think I'm going to go for a shower though."

He tilts his head and before he can even say anything you smile, "Come on."

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

S U N D A Y * M O R N I N G

Colby ended up staying the night with you again and you found yourself wide awake around four a.m.

You just laid there, rethinking everything.

You reach over slowly, making sure not to wake Colby and you grab your phone from the stand. You bite your lip as you navigate through your phone and into your text message threat with Avery.

You struggled to type out your question, because you didn't want it coming off as bad, but you just had this feeling that either way, with you being in Vegas with a fiancé who doesn't even want you here isn't going to make it better.

You locked your phone, deciding on not sending a message. You cuddled back into Colby's chest and he pulled you closer, "You okay?"

You nod against his chest, a soft toned lie coming from your mouth, "Yeah."

It's quiet for a few minutes and you clear your throat, "I'll be right back. I'm going to see if Hadley has any melatonin or something..."

Sounded like a decent excuse.

You got up, walking over to the connecting door and quietly unlocking it. You push it open and step in. You quietly prance over to her bed and sit down on it slowly, "Hey." You whisper, "Hadley."

She stirs but still no luck. You lean down, "Hey. I need to talk to you." You whisper slightly loud and her body jolts, "what.. the fuck? Y/n?"

She rubs her eyes, "what time is it?"

"I don't know like four thirty?" You move to get over the covers and your sigh as you lean back against the headboard, "I'm stuck."

"On?" She knows, she just wants you to make yourself say it out loud, so you do, "Calling.. off the wedding.."

"Why?" She rubs her eyes, "Like, because you've been hooking up with Colby or because you want to be with Colby."

You know the answer, but you stay silent.

"Do what makes you happy.. I mean.. all I'm gonna say is that you're with someone who doesn't even want you here celebrating their wedding."

You nod, "But.. I still slept with Colby."

"Okay, before he starts to get skeptical about what-" she tilts her head, "what are you here for?"

"Oh." You nod, "I told him I was coming to get some melatonin. I was going to text Avery but I chickened out."

"Well before he starts wondering why you're taking so long, I think first off you need to find out whether or not Avery was serious with the whole hall pass thing but you can play around it either way. Just tell them that you got to meet Colby and I was joking about it or something."

You stare at the bed, thinking for a moment before you nod, "Yeah." You look at her, "That's good. Thank you." You go do get out of her bed, "Sorry for waking you up."

"Mhm." Hadley mumbles as she moves around to get comfortable again, "Night. Good luck."

You let out a soft laugh as you make your way back to the conjoining door. You quietly slip through, closing it beside tip toeing back to hour side of the bed.

Your eyes move up and down Colby's sleeping figure and you just can't help yourself.

You move onto the bed, sitting on your knees as you lean down to lay a few kisses over his abdomen. You glance up at him and smile as he stays asleep.

You reach up, laying a hand on his cheek, "Colby?" You whisper as your thumb strokes his cheek, "I need you."

"You need me, mm?" Colby smirks and you're not in the mood for jokes, which Colby picked up on when you moved to straddle his waist.

You slip your shirt off and toss it, leaving your boobs in full view. You're thinly clothed cunt hovering above his sheet covered cock, growing harder as the situation continues.

"Yes." You whimper out, "I need you." Colby's hands grip at your waist and slide up to move your shirt, "Whatever you need, sweetheart."

You leaned down, pressing your lips to his and his hands slide around to your ass. He pushes you down as he pushes his hips up.

You moan as his cock grinds against your clit, "F-Fuck." You whimper against his lips, "Please."

He flips you over moving the sheet to bring it over you and he moves his body to hover over yours, "You're needy early this mornin'.." Colby tilts his head, "everything alright?"

His hands move down to slip into the top of your panties and you gasp as you feel his fingers brush your clit, "I'm good."

You were in fact not good.

Far fucking from it.

Your mind was racing as lighting speed, did I just ruin someone's life? What if doing this wasn't worth if? There's a chance Avery could have been serious about it..

You let out a groan, grabbing onto his neck, "Fuck me. Please." You could cry from the amount of emotions you have, you just wanted Colby for fuck them all away for a little while.

He pulls his hand out of your panties and he slips them into the waist band, pulling them down your legs.

He pulls them over your feet and your knees are spread wide. You reach out for him and Colby smirks as he leans down. His lips sync with yours and you wiggle your hips, moaning out as you feel the head of his cock rub against your soaked folds.

You bite down gently on his bottom lip, gasping as you feel his cock slide in to you. Your nails digging into the top of his shoulders as you tilt your head back, mouth parted as you moan loudly.

"O-oh.. F-Fuck." You arch your back and Colby takes the opportunity to slip his arm under your back and hold you like that as he begins to thrust.

His lips meet the valley between your boobs, planting open mouth kisses as he moans against your skin, "Please don't leave today."

"Colby." You whisper, clenching your walls around his cock, "I-I ha-" Colby cuts you off with a sloppy kiss and he shakes his head, "No. no. Baby, please don't say you have to."

He rests his forehead against yours and you moan out, "why?" Colby rolls you over so you're now the one riding him, "Why, what baby?" He asks, hands tightly gripping your hips as you move your hips up and down.

"Why shouldn't I leave?" You breathe out as you dig your nails into his chest. He bucks his hips upward, "Do they fuck you better than me?"

You shake your head, "N-not even close." You smile and look down at him, rocking your hips against his as you tilt your head back.

Colby slides his hands up from your hips, gripping your boobs to knead at them.

You let out a moan, whimpering as you look down at Colby, "I'm so close."

Colby slips you back over, one arm bent by your head to hold his weight and the other on your cheek, "You feel so good."

You were desperately chasing that high when all of a sudden your phone rings. Your head snaps and to the side and from as far as you can lift it, you know it's Avery.

"Fuck." You gasp, trying to sit up. You groan when Colby doesn't move and you groan, "Colby, I need to answer that."

"Answer it. I'm not stopping." He leans up and you quickly grab your phone, "please don't say a thing."

He smirks at your plea and shrugs, "My mouth will be full don't worry."

You answer the phone, sounding like you just woke up, "Hello."

"Hey," Avery says, "What are you doing?" Your eyes fix on Colby bending up your legs and pushing them up and away from him, "Trying to wake up." You laugh slightly, gasping quietly when Colby's tongue presses to your clit.

I mean, he did give you a few minutes of talking normal to your fiancé, so you can't be mad.

"Yeah." Avery laughs anxiously, "Sorry about that."

You hum in response, mainly towards Colby slipping a finger into your soaked cunt, "No.. it's fine." You breathe out and Avery stays quiet for a few seconds, "Doesn't sound fine."

You know this is turning into an argument. The anger rising within you, is starting to make you not want to care if they hear another person making you cum.

You arch your back up off the bed as Colby adds another finger and you manage to choke out words, "What's that supposed to mean?"

"You huffed when you said it's fine." Avery says, a hint of anger dashing their words, "No. no. You know what. You come home today, I don't want to fight with you. I shouldn't have even brang it up."

You look down at Colby who is staring up at you, beautifully to add. His fingers thrust into you at a slow pace, curling up ward right when you needed him to.

You felt awful for being on the phone with your fiancé while Colby Brock is knuckle need in your pussy.

Also, turned you on in such a way that could never ever be waterboarded out of you.

"Avery." You say, pausing as Colby moves to rub your clit with his other hand, "I just woke up." You breathe out, turning it into a fake yawn, "What's going on with you?"

They take a breath and start speaking, "I just wanted to call and say that I love you so much and I'm so excited to see you today. You're going to make sure a beautiful wife. My beautiful wife."

Your stomach drops and you get that same gut feeling that you got when you were on the phone with them.

Your whole demeanor changes and Colby notices, stopping his actions as he sits up. You hold your hand out to him displaying one finger and he nods.

You move to sit up, "Avery.. what's going on?"

"What do you mean what's going on?" They ask and you rest your head in your foreheads, "I don't know, you must haven't ever called me to tell me you love me like this before."

You mainly repeat it just so Colby can know what's going on. You lay back down and roll your hips towards him. He smiles, taking the hint right away.

He leans down, tongue sliding in between your folds and you fight back a moan. Luckily, it was Avery's turn to speak.

"I'm just.." they sigh and you bite down on your lip, waiting for them to continue, "I'm nervous but so excited about the wedding I just wanted to tell you that I love you."

Their excuse didn't sit right with you.

"Oh." You laugh slightly, "I see. Well.. I love you, too, baby."

Your words made Colby's grip tighter on your hips. You look down at him just as he rises to his knees, hand gripping the base of this cock as he slides it against your glistening cunt.

You know this was going to be hard.

"What time does your flight get in?" Avery asks and you hum as you keep your lips pressed together, "Five.. I think."

Colby pushes his cock in and you lay a hand over your mouth, "Fuck." You quickly cover it up with a laugh, "I'm so excited to see you."

Colby thrusts his cock deeper into you and you clench your jaw as you close your eyes. He lifts your right leg, placing his hand flat against the back of your thigh so he can push it back.

You fight back the moan from the new angle his cock is sliding in and out of.

"That's the spirit." Avery laughs and you weren't sure, but you thought you heard the sound of a distant door shutting, "Alright, I think I'll let you go back to sleep."

"Mm." You hum lowly, "Okay." You lay your left hand on Colby's as you keep the phone pressed to your ear.

He leans down, replacing his hand on your leg with his bicep so he can interlock his fingers with yours. You squeeze his hand and tilt your head back, "Wait." You laugh, trying to make it a funny story, "Hadley and I were at the bar and you'll never guess who I seen leaving just as we got there."

The lying is good, keep it going. Avery hums, "Mm, I'm not sure."

"Colby Brock." Your eyes meet his and his gives you a wink, followed by a cocky grin. He didn't give a fuck about your finances feelings.

Only yours.

Colby really didn't you. He thought you were literally the perfect girl ever for him. He wanted you so bad that he sprinted to you at every call or text.

He wanted to be yours just as much as he wanted you to be his.

"I'm not su- wait." Avery laughs, "Colby Brock, isn't he the.. fuck, what do we call it?" They pause for a minute and you ask, "Hall pass?"

You smirk at Colby and take your hand from his grasp, moving it to place your fingers on either side of his slowly moving cock.

He fights back groaning at the sight and you bite down on your lip as Avery laughs, "That's wild. What did Hadley have to say?"

"She pointed him out as he was waking away and all she said was, How often does that shit fucking happen." You answer, sliding your fingers up to your clit.

Your eyes stay locked on Colby's as you continue to speak, "She asked if that meant I could have sex with him and I said no. Avery wouldn't like that very much."

A laugh leaves their lips and Colby bites down on his, smirking as he shakes his head.

"Exactly. I would in fact, not like that. Thank you, baby." They sigh, "Alright. I'm going to bed. I love you."

"I love you." You whisper, "Mhm.. bye." You hear the three little beeps and toss your phone off the bed, sitting up at you reach up to grab Colby's neck slightly rough,"fuck me good."

Colby smirks, taking your hand from his neck and pins it above your head. He does the same with your other one. He holds both of your wrists against the mattress with one of his hands as he holds his weight up on his left arm.

Your legs wrap around his waist and your arms go to his neck, tangling your fingers in his hair as his thrusts speed up.

His face is buried in your neck, leaving little love bites on where he can kiss. He whimpers out quietly, "I can love you better than they can." He kisses up your neck, whispering in your ear, "I can fuck you better than they can."

He lets go of your hands and you instantly sig your nails into his back, squeezing his cock with the walls of your soaked cunt.

You drag your nails upward which causes a groan leaves Colby's lips, "Fuck, baby."

He lifts his head to look at you, "Stay. Please." He presses a sloppy kiss to your lips, whimper the next words against them, "Stay with me."

You bit your lip, "C-Colby.. wh-"

"Y/n." Colby moans out quietly, his forehead resting against yours, his eyes on you, "We work. I know you know we do."

You arch your back, rolling your hips to meet his, "Fuck.." you moan, looking up at him, "Yeah." You breathe out, "We do. We do, baby."

"Fuck." Colby groans, "As soon as I saw you." Colby shakes his head, letting out a sigh, "I just fucking knew that you were who I needed in my life."

You smile, panting as your orgasm is teetering on the edge, "F-Fuck, s-so cl-" Colby lays a hand on your clit and you gasp, nodding as he runs fast circles with his fingers.

"Fuck. Fuck." You moan out loudly, "C-Colby." You cling to him, moaning constantly as your body explodes with fireworks. Your walls pulsate around him as he kisses your neck, moving up to kiss your lips.

You feel his cock twitch inside of you and you use your ankles, that are interlocked behind his back, to pull him in closer to you.

You could tell that he loved it.

"Fuck." He groans out, a smile on his face, "So fucking good for me." He presses a kiss to your temple and slowly pulls out, "Come on."

Colby stands up and holds his hand out, waiting to lead you to the shower with him. You smile as you sit up, taking his hand to follow.

He walks in, closing the door behind you and you go to turn the water on. You turn to face him, "I think.." you swallow, she's searching the ground as you the strength to say it out loud.

"What's going on?" Colby is hesitant now, unsure if you're going to say anything towards him.

You bite your lip and try to fight back crying, "I think Avery is cheating on me." You keep your eyes on your feet you quickly see Colby's before he tilts your head up to look at him.

"What makes you think that?" Colby asks, thumb rubbing over your cheek. You sigh and nod towards the steamy shower, "Come on."

You pull him back and get into the shower with him. The warm water rushing over both of your bodies.

"They said they went to Cam's house and I've heard from multiple people that Cam doesn't like me. And then they call me at five am and wants to tell me how much they love me?"

Colby keeps his hands on your waist, nodding as he continues to let you rant, "I just.. usually that isn't a good sigh. I've been through something like this before with another person and they were in fact cheating."

You take a breath and Colby cups your cheeks, "You deserve someone who worships you. Who love you inside and out."

Was he referring to himself?

He places a gentle kiss on your lips but that quickly grows into a slow, hands groping each other make out.

"I just.." Colby sighs, "Fuck."

"Say it." You urge him, "Tell me."

Colby's hands slide up to the sides of your neck. His eyes search your face, "I.. I don't want to scare you away."

You shake your head, "You won't." Your eyes stare into his and he nods, "I honestly.. think I may be falling in love with you."

You nod, "I think.. I may be falling.. in love with you, too."

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Best Tutor Ever

Summary: a Wattpad request by SarahTrace789 - “The second idea was Harry is a good boy and she is the bad girl whose grade in math class is bad and she needs to get her it up to graduate so she exchanges sex lessons with Harry for tutoring lessons.”

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, student!y/n, student!harry, goodboy!harry, unprotected sex, fingering, hair pulling, oral (both), filth

Master

PRINCE HAIR HARRY

“I need at least a B to pass, right?”

The teacher nods, “Yes, at least a B.”

“Got it. Thank you!” You stand up and grab your books before walking out of the room. You head to the cafeteria and sit down at the table.

“I need at least a B to pass math, then I can officially walk at graduation. I don’t know what else to do.” You complain and roll your eyes with a huff.

“Why don’t you talk to that Harry kid. He’s pretty smart from what I’ve heard.”

“Who?” You asks looking around, confused because you know someone named Harry. You grew up with him, he just kinda fell off because you became popular and he didn’t.

Y/f/n taps your shoulder and points, “The guy sitting at the end of the table over there.”

“Striped dress shirt?”

She nods, “uh huh, I guess he’s like stupid smart. Kinda nerdy. Not my vibe.”

You bite your lip, “You know what, I’m going to.”

Your friends watch as you walk over to Harry and sit down across from him. He slowly looks up at you and you’re kinda taken a back by how pretty he is.

“Hello?”

You blink and shake your head, “Sorry, i um.. i know it’s awful timing, and I’m a shitty person blah blah, but I have a favor to ask you.”

“No. I can’t help you study for math so you can graduate, y/n.”

You lean back, “How did you know that that’s what I was going to ask you.”

He smirks and tilts his head, “We’ve known each other since the second grade. You’ve never been good with math.”

You’re lost at what to say, but you need to say something.

“See. That’s perfect then. You come over tonight and we can catch up on everything.” You smile and hope he says yes.

“Mm. I’m good, thanks.” He looks back down at his notebook.

“Harry.” You whine quietly, “Please?”

He looks up and laughs, “What’s in it for me?”

You look up at him and shrug, “Whatever you want.”

“Tempting.” He leans back and presses his lips together in a dry smirk.

You close your eyes and lean in, “I will send you a picture of my tits.”

He finds your negotiating absolutely hilarious, “Wow. How classy.” He rolls his eyes, “I’ll think about it.”

“Okay. Just please actually think about it.” You lay your hands on the table, “I’ll do anything.”

He squints his eyes slightly and tilts his head, “Anything?” He asks with a smirk.

You laugh slightly and nod, “I guess, Harry. Im desperate, if you couldn’t already tell.”

He sighs and shakes his head, “Fine.”

“Yes?” You ask staring at him.

He nods, “Yeah, fine. But I’m only giving you one night. So after that, you’re on your own again.”

You smirk and stand up. Before walking away, you lean down and whisper, “Please after one night with me you’ll be hooked.”

You walk back to your table and sit down before you embarrass yourself even further, “So I’m pretty sure I just um.. exchanged sex acts for tutoring.”

——

After school you rush straight home. Ignoring everyone in your path.

If you were correct and Harry wanted to collect, you wanted to be ready.

Thankfully, your parents are leaving for a three day work trip, so you’ll have the house all to yourself.

And Harry.

You immediately stripped your clothes off and got into the shower. It was an everything shower, so you couldn’t waist another second.

You shave, exfoliate, wash, rinse, repeat.

You step out and wrap a towel around your hair and around your body. You do your skin care and go pick out an outfit.

You didn’t want to seem too slutty, but at the same time, you really did want to thank him for helping you.

So you opt for the simple, but very still very sexy bra set and put it on after you lathered your entire body in the best smelling lotion you had.

You threw on shorts and an old baggy t shirt and go to dry your hair.

You weren’t sure what time Harry was coming over, you just agreed on tonight, no specific time.

You go down stairs and it must be perfect timing because there’s a knock on your door. Suddenly, your heart decides to pick up its speed and you feel nervous.

You walk over and open the door, “Hey, Harry. Come in.” You open the door more and step aside.

He gives you a smile as he walks in, “Hey.”

“You can set you stuff wherever.” You close the door and lock it, “Thank you for actually showing up.”

You walk around the corner and lean against the wall. He gets his notes out and looks over at you. His eyes scan up your bare legs and slowly make their way to your eyes, “No problem. Do you have your notes.”

You look around, “Uh. Yes. They’re around here somewhere.” You search for them and pull them out from under your laptop, “Here.”

He nods and pulls out the chair and sits down.

You lay them down and sit down in the chair next to Harry as he goes through his notes.

You sit there awkwardly, unsure of what to say exactly.

Harry glances over at you, “I like your shirt.”

You smile and look down at your Green Bay tee, “Oh, thanks.”

Harry leans forward to move stuff around, “So do you know what you need to study?”

“She wrote it down for me.” You grab the sticky note and hand it to harry. He takes it and nods as he glances over it, “Okay. I have all of these.”

He hands the note back to you and his eyes gaze at your legs. He swallows and clears his throat.

You move your chair closer to him and reach up to grab your pen. You lean back and bend your leg up to rest your notebook on it.

Harry glances back over at you and he freezes as he sees your lace panties peaking through the leg hole of your shorts.

“What’s first?” You look over at him and rest the end of your pen against your cheek. You spread your legs just a tad bit more, teasing him.

“Yeah, first.” He turns back towards the table and picks up his pencil, “So the algebra portion, that really isn’t bad, here I’ll walk you through an easy one and we’re pick harder ones as we go.”

You nod and write down the problem as he explains it, “Now, look over that for a minute.”

Harry takes his sweatshirt off and hangs it on the back of the chair. He turns and you notice his tattoos, “I like those.”

“Wh- oh these?” He looks at his arm and pulls the half unbuttoned parts of his shirt open, “I have more.”

You bite your lip as you see the images on his chest, “Wow. Did they hurt?”

He shrugs, “Eh.”

“I just have one, it’s tiny.”

“Let’s see it.” Harry turns towards you, leaning back in the seat as he rests his elbow on the arm rest.

You smirk and shake your head, “Oh gosh, no.”

“I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.” He winks and starts to undo his shirt fully.

You slowly pull your shirt up, showing him the three little word phrase under your boob. You don’t even try to keep your lingerie a secret, you both know that Harry isn’t just there to help you study.

“What are ya wearin’ that pretty thing for?” Harry leans over and brushes his finger against the lace.

You bite your lip and look down at his touch, “For you.” You breathe out as you look up at him, “I wore this to surprise you for when you took my clothes off.”

He bites his lip and smiles for a few moments. He then reaches out, grabbing your hands and pulling you towards him.

You fall forward, landing in his lap weirdly, “Oh shit.” You scoot up, moving your self around so you can straddle him.

He grips the bottom of your shirt and you raise your arms as he lifts it up over your head.

He drops it to the ground as his eyes start scanning your newly exposed skin, “Fuck, y/n.”

You bite your lip and tilt your head, “What?”

He blows out air and rests his hands on your hips, “I knew you were going to be hot, but I didn’t know it would be this hot.”

Harry’s words make your stomach do a somersault, “Fuck.” You gasp, “I mean.” You laugh slightly, “yeah, no. Fuck because I thought the same thing about you.”

Harry chuckles and shakes his head, “No, you didn’t.”

“Hey, I never forgot about you.”

“Yeah, but that doesn’t make up for the fact that you never tried to reconnect with me. You got too cool for me and no-“

You cut him off by kissing him. His hands pull your closer and he presses his hips upwards into yours, “Fuck.” He groans, “You piss me off.”

“So use me to get all your anger out.” You lean in and kiss down his neck, “Fuck me, Harry.”

“I’ll also collect my tutoring payment while I’m here.” He smirks and chuckles before he leans in to kiss you. He slides his hands up your back and unhooks your bra.

He drags the thin fabric down your arms and drops it, exposing your tits.

“You got some nice tits on ya, love.” Harry reaches up and starts to knead them. You moan out and slide your hands around his shoulders, tugging at the hair your fingers can get tangled in.

“Shit.” He moans out quietly, “can you get on your knees for me?”

“Anything for the person that’s going to help me graduate.” You give him a smirk and stand up. You go to kneel down but he stops you, “Wait.”

“What?” You ask looking up at him.

“Take off those shorts.” Harry nods as he undoes his belt and jeans. He pushes them down his legs and leans back, stroking his cock as he watches you.

“Turn around.”

You bite your lip and turn around, poking your ass out towards Harry. He groans lowly, “Fucking hell. C’mere.”

You spin back around and walk over to him, getting down on your knees in front of him. You don’t wait for his instruction, you just get right to it.

You wrap your lips around his cock, swirling your tongue as you work into a slow bobbing motion.

Harry moans and tilts his head back, “Fuck.”

You hum against him and work your head down further. You relax enough and slip him into your throat.

Harry gasps, “God, you’re so fucking good at this.” He moans and lays a hand on the back of your head, “Shit, that’s it.”

You pull your head up, looking up at him as you catch your breathe.

He gives you a smirk, “No wonder you’re not good at math.”

You roll your eyes, “Was ‘you’re so good at giving head’ too hard for you to say?” You laugh slightly and run your hands up his thighs.

His eyes follow them as you run them up towards his cock.

He gasps quietly when you wrap your hand around him. You start to pump it slowly, placing little kisses up his thighs.

“Don’t tease me, y/n.”

You look up at him, “I’m not.” You move up and place your lips on the tip of his cock, slowly poking your tongue out to swirl it around.

“I should be quizzing you on your math right now.” Harry can’t help but laugh which causes you to laugh. You lean back and tilt your head with a smile, “Way to kill the mood.”

He shrugs, still laughing, “Sorry.”

“I’ll let it slide this time.”

He bites his lip and looks down at you with a look that causes your pussy to clench around nothing, “Get up here.” He grabs a hold of your wrists and pulls you to stand up.

“Turn around.” He spins you around and hooks his fingers into the waistband of your panties. He slides them down your legs, leaning in to kiss the small of your back.

“Bend over, as far as you can.” He pushes on your back and leans back. He bites his lip as he watches your pussy become visible, “Fuck.”

He slides his hands to your ass cheeks and squeezes as he spreads them apart, “You have such a beautiful pussy, y/n.”

Harry leans in and licks a stripe up your folds, getting them wet before he slips it between them. You gasp and place your hands on his knees to support yourself.

“Fuck, Harry.” You moan out, “Yes, yes.”

You dig your nails into his skin and he groans against you. You push your hips back into his face more, moaning out his name in a whiny tone.

He buries his tongue inside of you for a few more minutes before he leans back, “Fuck, sit.”

He grabs his cock and holds it steady for you. You sit up and slowly lower our hips. You moan and close your eyes as you feel the head of his cock enter your soaked cunt, “Fuck, Harry.”

“Relax, y/n.. That’s just the beginning.” He smirks as he grips your hips and lowers your down onto his cock a little faster.

He groans as your walks pulsate around his cock. He lets out a few moans and groans as you grind your hips downward.

He squeezes your hips and pushes his up, causing you to feel more pressure which feels good, “Oh, shit, y-yes.”

You tilt your head back and Harry leans up, wrapping his arm around your stomach, “Lean, back here.” You lean back against his chest and bite your lip as you listed to him speak, “Bring your legs up, I’m gonna hold them.”

You nodded and did as he said, you had to slip off his cock, but once he got his arms hooked under your legs, you were golden.

You reach down and slip his cock back into you, moaning as you feel him pushing deeper inside of you. He thrusts his hips faster and you could feel your orgasm coming.

“Fuck, H-Harry..” you lay your head back on his shoulder and let out a moan as you clench around his cock, “shit, don’t stop. Don’t stop.”

Your orgasm hit you hard. Harry lays his hand on your clit, rubbing as your talks you through your high.

It was in this moment that you realized you are on absolute full display in your family dining room.

Like, if someone would walk through the front door, they would see you spread open, butt ass naked, with Harry’s cock pounding in and out of your pussy as he squeezes your boobs and rubs your clit with the other.

The thought of getting caught did give you an adrenaline rush, though.

“Fuck.” You tilt your head back and close your eyes as you pant, “When did you get good at this?” You laugh weakly.

He chuckles and leans in, “I’ve always been good. You’ve just been too good for me to find out.” He pecks you head quick and leans back smiling.

You shake your head and stand up to face him. You manage to straddle him comfortably, “Yeah, yeah. My fault I know.” You roll your eyes and bite your lip as you sit back on his cock.

He wraps an arm around your waist and watches as his cock thrusts in and out of you, “So,” Harry groans, “Re-remember how I said.. I was only going.. to, um.. do this once?”

You nod, “Mhm.”

“Yeah, that’s out the window.”

You smile and tilt your head back, moaning as you feel that familiar feeling building up again, “Fuck, fuck.”

He lays his hand on your clit and quickly rubs it, “There you go.”

You tangle your fingers in his long hair and pull, “Shit.” You moan and clench your thighs before leaning in to kiss him.

Your lips move in the most perfect sync. You start to grind your hips in a streaky rhythm and Harry pulls you closer. He lays on hand on your back and the other goes to your ass to squeeze.

You moan against his lips, gasping as he hits that little sweet spot every so often.

“I think.. we should make this.. a regular thing.. don’t you?” Harry asks in between kisses.

You smile against his lips, “I.. totally agree with.. that..”

He thrusts his hips up, “Fuck, you feel fuckin’ incredible, y/n.”

“I love your cock.” You whimper as you grind downward, “Fuck, Harry.”

His fingers dig into your skin, “Let’s go to the couch.”

You stand up and wait for him. He stands up and lifts you up. You wrap your legs around his waist and arms around his neck.

“You’re so fuckin beautiful.” He smiles but quickly frowns, “But you still piss me off sometimes.”

You smirk, “I’m sorry.”

He sighs as he lays you down on the couch, “I guess I’ll let it slide, just this once.”

He slips his cock back into you, closing his eyes as your legs wrap tighter around him.

He looks down at you and brushes hair from your face. He leans in and kisses you, “I’ve also missed you.”

You smile against his lips, “I’ve missed you. I’m sorry.”

You moan and cling to him as you cum around his cock again, “Fuck, fuck, harry.”

He watches your face, getting so lost in the way you look when you’re pleased, he didn’t realize he came inside of you.

“Oh. Shit. Shit.” He pulls out and you sit up, “What? Harry. What?”

He runs a hand through his hair and motions, “I didn’t pull out.”

You press your lips together and shrug, “Hmm?”

“I don’t- I’m sorry?” He laughs nervously and looks at you. You smirk, “Nothing we can do about it now.”

“Right on that one. Okay, um. Shall we actually study now?” Harry smiles as he nods towards the dining room.

You sigh and get up, “Yeah, but only if you promise to stay with me tonight and do what we just did again.” You bite your lip and giggle and you hold on to his arm.

“Mm, I’ll have to think about it.” Harry gives you a smirk and you roll your eyes.

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littlegodzilla · 2 years

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Hi!!

I'm here again, I have to say I'm feeling better than the last week. My little boy isn't completly recovered but he's doing fine so I'm feel bettee too to write something. I have some unfinished things that I'll post too... other day, but today I was walking to my job and this idea came to my mind again.

Why again?

Well I thought about it time ago and it was Norman and my husband fault. My man is always teasting me for my platonic love with Daryl, he calls him 'Stripper with possum skin thong' and then I found a gif set about Norman talking about what was daryl's job before like a stripper and the squirrels... a-and I couldn't stop myself, I had to write it...

So here it goes!

I hope you enjoy it!!

Our past.

Daryl Dixon x FemReader.

One shot.

Warnings: Cheating. Bad language. Awkward meeting. Daryl being an asshole. Fighting. Smut. Rough sex. Unprotected sex.

Words: 3300.

Summary: You made the worst mistake of your life and you thought you'll never see him again but life is a bitch and now you don't know what to do.

Taglist: @phoenixblack89 @browneyes528 @pncnsc @purple-serenity @lilythemadqueen @darylsgarden @srhxpci @xxtinasxxblog @green-eyedladywrites @hail-yourselves

You look your reflect on the mirror like every morning since you found Alexandria.

You never thought you would get this far when the world started to fall apart. Many things had changed before that, you left part of your life behind to start over, you wanted to forget the bad decisions that had truncated your plans, your family supported you and you couldn't judge anyone but yourself. It was all your fault, in fact, you yourself ruined your own plans in a night of heat, alcohol and thunderous music.

You sighed long and wet your face with some water. It's been a long time since you remembered those days, you thought you had buried all that long ago, but those blue eyes keep surfacing. You feel like a fool, you can't understand why it's so hard for you to forget someone you only shared one night with. It was intense, wild, dirty and wrong. But you still can't forget him.

"You look like a stupid teenager." You say to your reflection and walk out of the bathroom.

Alexandria is a community settled behind high, reinforced walls to prevent death from entering and you all end up infected. It took you months to find that place, fighting for your life, learning to defend yourself, to hunt on your own, you are sure that if you had not found that place you would have died sooner from hunger than from enemy fire. At first you were wary of the place, perhaps like everyone who arrived there for the first time, but little by little you began to feel integrated and comfortable with both the community and the people who lived there. Deanna soon found a perfect job for you; you would help the children of the community to get on with their normal lives before the apocalypse. There weren't an exaggerated number of them, but there were enough to be able to have a class in one of the rooms in the main house of the community. Every morning you get up early, grab your books and your own notes and head there to get on with your work. There are children of different and varied ages so you spend your mornings with each group to teach them what they need to know. It's fun and you feel useful, plus in the afternoons you take your own shift watching and sometimes even go out exploring. It's not part of your role there in the community, but sometimes it feels like you need to get out from behind the walls and unwind.

That morning it doesn't look like things were going to change too much. Everything looks quiet in the city, people are enjoying their quiet lives as they continue with the tasks and duties imposed so that chaos and fear does not consume the place completely.

You leave the house, the heat starts to get hotter and hotter as summer arrives, you shake the papers in your hands looking for a breeze of fresh air and get going again. The skirt of your dress dances as you walk towards the main house, sometimes you find it strange to think about the clothes you wear or not, how things change being there to when you go out on patrol loaded with your weapons, dressed in several layers to avoid scratches, bumps and even if they catch you, that it costs them to get to bite your skin. There, however, you feel free.

You start with the little ones that morning, with sheets for them to draw, play, learn by painting and having fun is always easier than with the complicated books you found at the Monroe's house. They are learning to memorize numbers and expand their vocabulary, the class is filled with countless babbles and giggles, it almost makes you feel like you are still at home again.

You're finishing up with your classes, it's almost lunchtime, in the afternoon you'll have another couple of hours with the older students when you hear commotion downstairs in the house, the kids are looking at each other nervously, you want to keep calm when one of your teenage students walks through the door.

"Aaron's back." He reports and has an excited smile. "He's coming with more people and it looks like there are kids too."

Before you can say anything, the commotion forms around you, everyone is excited and curious, a small stampede forms and you are left alone in your classroom. You can't blame them, news of new people arriving is always cause for joy, it means more good people, more people safe, more stability and progress. Of course for the children it means new friends to have fun with and escape from reality, so you understand perfectly the excitement and nervousness of your students.

You have had good times and bad times letting people into the community. Not everyone who had arrived at Alexandria's gates was willing to be dictated to by a set of rules that would make it easier for everyone to live together. But you trust Aaron, he and Eric have never failed to find people. It's like a gift. They know when it's worth it and when it's not and this time they seem to have got it right and from what you've heard it's a large and varied group. To tell you the truth even you are curious.

Getting carried away by the feeling, you gather all your things to put them in your bag and leave the main house to head towards the door of the community, you want to meet the newcomers, maybe there are some women of your age with whom you can make a new friendship or future students with whom you will have to deal with as they grow up and become more rebellious. With a smile on your face you pick up your pace.

Before you arrive you see that people start to gather in small groups to observe the newcomers always keeping a safe distance in case things go wrong, the group assigned to guard the entrance and scouting gate get closer, surrounding the newcomers, making sure to take their weapons away and that they can't hurt anyone. Aaron tries to calm his nerves, Eric comes in injured, he's carrying a swollen ankle and is quickly taken to the infirmary. You move closer, you get along well with Aaron, you feel comfortable with them and like to think you are good friends, so you want to know how Eric is doing and get to know the group. Maybe that will make the rest of them not so tense. As you get closer you realize that this is a large group several women, men, a boy entering his teens and a baby. You have to admit that seeing a baby in such a good looking and well-groomed nomadic group surprises you. They are led by a man with curly hair and a fledgling beard, next to him the teenage boy and the baby, a woman with a katana and a young couple, the group opens with several more people and closes with another man with long dark dirty hair, he carries a crossbow in his hands, a leather vest, but when he looks up your breath catches in your chest and by instinct you take a step back.

It's him.

It can't be. After all this time. No, surely it must be a mistake, but those eyes you would be able to recognize anywhere. Not only that, he also seems to have noticed your presence and his face has transformed into a grimace that you can't describe. There is something that makes you flinch. There is pain in his eyes, they all look devastated but it is clear that he has been through something that he still can't get over. For a second you want to push your way through the group and reach out to him. For what reason? What could you say to him? Memories come back to your mind, that night you went out with your friends to celebrate your bachelorette party and you found him.

"Hey." Aaron's voice brings you back to reality, you look at him and he looks nervous. "Are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost."

"No, it's just..." You don't know how to explain it to them.

How do you tell them that you knew this man from a party so long ago? How do you tell him that you've been unable to forget him even though you've shared so little time together?

"Daryl..." His name makes your heart pump violently in your chest. "You know her?" The man leading them looks at his companion curiously. He bites his lip several times and shakes his shoulders.

"Nah."

You have to admit that you weren't expecting an emotional reunion, a long hug or tears of joy laden with relief-filled whispers, because your relationship was no more extensive than one night, a brief conversation, an intense gaze and your bodies merging in the alleyway of the same pub where you had coincided. But you are also bothered by his definitive answer, maybe he hasn't remembered you, it has been a long time since then and that makes you feel worse because you have been unable to forget him.

Instinctively you take a step back again, standing next to Aaron, clearing your throat and touching the arm of the man who continues to look at you in confusion.

"What happened to Eric?"

"We had a little slip up, it's just a dislocated ankle, nothing major."

"I'm glad." You smile and give him a little hug. "I'm going to see him in the infirmary."

After a few days the new group seems to be adapting to the community, little by little everyone has found a job or stability, some begin to trust the people of the community, others are still distrustful and others pretend to be content but have their walls up waiting for any problem. Despite being well behind the walls of Alexandria, Rick does not understand the lack of weapons, something that some neighbors also share since the world is becoming more hostile and you need to be able to defend yourselves, but Deanna is firm in her decisions and the weapons are always kept in storage except when the patrol groups went to explore, nothing else.

You quickly walk away feeling your breath hitch and your heart pounding violently in your chest. You don't notice Daryl's eyes following you until you disappear.

Still no one was able to take Daryl's crossbow from him.

That morning you head back to your first class at the main house, as you pass the house where Rick and his people have settled in you stop. Carol and Daryl are on the porch of one of the houses talking, the man is fixing his crossbow and answers his companion with little grunts and monosyllables. Carol walks away and as she passes you she smiles and waves, you reciprocate and bite your lip before moving towards Daryl. You want to apologize to him, if he isn't who you thought he was you didn't want him to be uncomfortable with you, you would formally introduce yourself and you could remain simple neighbors. When you get to his side you see him tense up, he stops what he's doing for a few seconds, then looks down, he pretends to pretend you're not there and it pisses you off.

"Hello..." You greet him and introduce yourself, he's still focused on his weapon. "I wanted to apologize...for the other day." That gets his attention, he stops and looks at you. "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable, I thought...I thought that..." You get choked up and stammer, you feel your cheeks start to heat up as you can't find the words. "I thought you were someone I knew, but... I'm sorry." You say quickly feeling your heart pounding. "Can we pretend it didn't happen and... be friends?" You propose feeling like a teenager. He stares at you, those blue eyes get your knees shaking and you're almost sure you didn't miss when you recognized him, but if he wants to pretend it's not, you can accept it.

He shakes his shoulders and nods.

"Sure..."

"Yeah? Great, it's nice to meet you, Daryl. I'll see you around." You smile encouragingly and before he answers you turn around to go in search of your students.

You are dead embarrassed when you finally find out where you are, your friends have taken you to a strip club with strippers and have seated you in a room for you alone where they intend to make you one of those numbers. You have tried to run away on a couple of occasions, but your friends have left you no escape. Between laughter and alcohol your mood is slowly changing and you feel a little dizzy, but more receptive.

"Congratulations for yer wedding." You hear him say behind you and you freeze in your tracks.

"I can't believe I agreed to let you guys do this to me..."

"Come on it'll be fun!" one of them encourages you, filling your glass once more.

"I remind you that last time it didn't go well."

"And that's why we've made sure this time will be different. Shut up and enjoy it."

You had to admit you weren't expecting to see a real attractive man, when he appeared on the small platform where he would perform his dance you felt a strange tug in your lower abdomen. His intense blue gaze was riveted on you from the first moment, he was new you could tell it wasn't the job he was most passionate about as his movements were somewhat awkward and uncoordinated with the music, but he was handsome and strong despite being a bit skinny, he wore an open leather vest and a black slip. He didn't let you touch him too much, but admiring him was enough to make you lose your mind.

It was an intense half hour that you knew you could never repeat, or maybe if some other friend got married, but it would be different. Even though the show was over, your party was still going on and the alcohol was still taking its toll on your common sense. You didn't know exactly what time it was, you almost had trouble remembering where you were, but you needed to go to the bathroom and that's where you got completely lost.

When you returned to your friends you discovered the dancer at the bar, he had changed his skimpy clothes for jeans but was still wearing his vest, you licked your lips and staggered a little before moving towards him. You tapped him on the arm, you smiled as you caught his attention by leaning on the bar next to him.

"Thanks for the show." You told him with a chuckle and he snorted.

"I ain't work here." He grunted.

"Oh no? Then there's a guy who looks a lot like you."

"It's been a fuckin' debt." He grumbled and played with the sticker on his beer. "My brother doesn't know how to close his deals without getting me in the middle."

"It's a shame... I liked it..." You said without taking your eyes off him, he turned to you curiously.

"Enjoying the party?"

"Very much, although the night is already ending and that makes me sad..."

"Why?"

"Because as of tomorrow I will no longer have freedom..."

Your gazes connected feeling again that intensity around you, I bite your lip and he smiled half-sideways.

"I-I'm going to cum!" you moaned and clenched around his cock. You heard him grunt and he pulled harder on your hair, pulled you away from the wall and his hand closed over your neck.

Your back bumped against the alley wall, his hands tightened on your waist going down to your ass which he grabbed tightly making you moan as his mouth ran down your neck. Desire and need coursing through your bodies, you were devouring each other, your mouths red from the intensity of your kisses, but you needed more. He turned you around, your hands resting on the wall, lifted the skirt of your dress, ripped your stockings and parted your legs with his. Your pussy pulsed and moistened wanting to feel what would happen next. You heard him spit and you bit your lip as you felt his tip break through inside you thrusting with a single lunge. You moaned loudly, but he didn't give you time to adjust to his intrusion, he began to lunge hard inside you holding you by the waist, tangling his fingers in your hair making your body arch guiding him, totally at his mercy. His rhythm was intense, fast and deep, his fingers digging into the skin of your waist and the pull on your hair was almost painful, but the angle at which his cock pounded inside you sent violent currents of pleasure throughout your body. Your moans hid the wet, obscene sound your bodies made as they moved.

"No..." He gasped in your ear, his hips moving slower. "Not yet." His beard scratched your skin as he rocked his hips against you, moving torturously inside you. Every time you brushed your limit he pulled you away from him turning you into a desperate, needy mess.

"Please..." You moaned, he had stopped completely without leaving your pussy, his sheer size got your knees shaking, not to mention his hand still around your neck and the other in your hair.

"Please? can't ya take it anymore?"

"No... no, please, I need to..." You pleaded and felt him smile against your cheek.

"Easy girl, I know very well what ya need."

He leaned your body forward and thrust hard again, his hands now gripping your hips tightly each time he rammed inside you, hard, deep, with a wild rhythm that brought you both to your limit.

Your body trembled as you gasped trying to catch your breath, still dizzy from your orgasm, beside you he dressed without taking his eyes off your body.

"Congratulations on yer wedding."

Slowly you turn to look at him again. Daryl is standing on the porch, he has put his crossbow aside and is looking at you with intensity. You are confused and at the same time you feel annoyed. It was him, you had not failed in your suspicions and yet Daryl had led you to believe the opposite. You frown and walk back up to his position clenching your fists.

The next morning you woke up with those thunderous words piercing your ears. The memories, the images, your aching body, everything about the previous night fell on your consciousness like a huge slab that you were unable to lift. You weren't even able to look your fiancé in the face, you had made a big mistake.

"Yes that was you, why did you say we didn't know each other?"

"'Cause we dunno each other. We ain't friends, we ain't even acquaintances. We just fucked one night." He says shrugging his shoulders, you feel your cheeks redden. It's clear he remembers it too.

"You could have said yes, you didn't need to explain yourself..."

"Nah, always have to explain, besides what if yer husband found out?" He asks you in a husky voice, raising an eyebrow, crosses his arms and shifts his body weight from one leg to the other. You mute for a second and lower your head.

"I didn't get married..." You whisper.

"What?"

"That I didn't get married." You say louder and raise your head to look at him.

"Why not?"

"Why not? How could I get married after what happened?"

"Dunno, ya could have moved on with yer life."

"Of course not, I couldn't do that to him! I-I cheated him, it wasn't fair to him..." You stammer and fidget nervously, Daryl stares at you tensing his jaw for a second.

"Maybe ya didn't love him as much as ya thought ya did and getting laid with the redneck would help save yer ass." He says and you look at him with wide eyes.

"You're such an asshole..."

"Ya didn't care when ya were suckin' my dick so fuckin' good I thought ya'd pull my fuckin' soul out through the tip."

You act without thinking, unaware that you've slapped him until you feel your fingertips sting from the impact against his cheek. Daryl doesn't move, his face turns toward the direction of the blow, his hair swirls covering his eyes, but he doesn't say anything. You feel your tears fill your eyes and you take a couple of steps back and then speed away.

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