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jeongheart · 1 year

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touch

summary: 'physical touch refers to expressing and receiving affection through touch, physical closeness, and other forms of physical connection'.

w.c: 1.4k.

tags: strangers to friends to lovers (kinda?), mutual pining, fluff.

a.n: i'm soft, this was inspired by that video of jeongin bumping into jisung lol. my first innie work aaa i'm so happy that i finished it, i'm so proud of this one too.

as always, english is not my first language so sorry in advance for any mistakes, leave your thoughts if you like! it means a lot.

Jeongin doesn't like to be touched.

He strongly believes that his personal space is sacred, and he can't understand the people who require physical contact 24/7.

It's no secret to anyone that he dislikes (physical) displays of affection, not that he doesn't have them with the people he loves, he prefers to let them know that he loves them with a special gift on their birthday or by buying them something that reminds him of that person.

He especially hates hugs. He feels trapped by the other person, and despite the fact that in the 22 years of his life he repeated it a thousand times, his family and friends don't seem to get the hint.

He doesn't want to be surly, really. It's something that has been like that since he can remember.

Jeongin doesn't like to be touched.

Except if that someone is you.

It's funny actually, you'd met casually, the way people met before: in real life. The first day of college was tough, everything and everyone was new and having to get used to a "grown-up" routine all of a sudden was something that took time.

He remembers the time exactly: 07:20 am. It was the first of the day, he was sitting in front of the class, he had a bad habit of being easily distracted, so he had to force himself to overcome his shame and desire to sleep to be in front of the blackboard.

The class started at 07:30, and the room was almost full. The professor arrived less than a minute ago and Jeongin was glad to be alone and in peace. His notebook lay open in front of him, the pages white and spotless.

Until you arrived, late.

You came running, it was obvious that you'd fallen asleep. Your hair was somewhat messy, probably due to the wind and the run you made through the building, your face was red (from embarrassment and exertion), but a smile was present on your face.

The professor looked at you funny and with a gesture of her hand she asked you to come in and take a seat somewhere free.

The only one was next to Jeongin.

Your eyes lit up at the sight of the empty chair, and even though you couldn't see it, Jeongin rolled his eyes as he saw you approaching the table.

With the woman summarizing her presentation, you arranged your things on the table (everything was in pastel colors, the blonde noticed) and you looked at him expectantly with that smile still on your face.

He could tell you were alone, actually, you were the only two who were. All your other classmates knew each other. So your attempt to start a conversation with him was logical, you also realized that he was alone.

"It looks like we'll be buddies" You smiled again and then told him your name while you extended your hand in an attempt to shake his, a very old gesture and not funny at all according to Jeongin.

He played dumb, but he told you his name. And then he said nothing more, watching out of the corner of his eye as you slowly lower your hand to rest it on your lap.

The weeks passed like this, you had a clear love language and unfortunately it was the one that Jeongin hated the most. You were always trying to touch him, not in a wicked or weird way, just friendly since that's how you showed affection. You were friends, but he couldn't tell you 'stop doing that' every time you reached out to touch his shoulder to get his attention.

You annoyed him every time you did that, but he couldn't deny that when you weren't getting clingy he appreciated your company. You were a comfortable presence in his life most of the time, and he liked not being alone in an unfamiliar environment where everyone greeted each other and ate together every day.

The first part of the academic year ended in the blink of an eye and the relationship between the two of you was only growing.

Jeongin didn't know when he let you touch his arm for the first time, he thinks it was in the library when you were studying for an exam.

He was nervous as he couldn't memorize anything and you, ever so nice, reached out your hand in an attempt to comfort him to rest it on Jeongin's left arm which was sprawled on top of the book he was trying to read.

Jeongin hadn't noticed that he hadn't tensed like the other times and he just kept reading and rereading the same sentences while the heat rose to your cheeks.

You didn't know what changed, but the fact that the boy who moved away every time you got at least 5 cm closer than normal had finally relaxed around you had butterflies flying in your stomach.

The months unfolded normal after that, and Jeongin would let you into his bubble of personal space more and more often.

He definitely hadn't realized how much he liked to feel your warm hands on his when he needed to calm down before a presentation or how his heart would jump in his chest when he saw you smile after you hugged him goodbye when he dropped you at your house after college.

"I like you a lot, Innie" You told him after the second exam.

Another final exam ended, and with it, the end of the year was drawing near. Jeongin was going to a vacation with his family in Busan and you definitely couldn't go weeks and weeks without seeing him, or his dimples or hearing his laugh and you would never forgive yourself if you didn't tell him everything that was on your mind every time you were together.

Jeongin looked like a statue, his mouth was opening and closing in an attempt to find the right words. His mind had short-circuited and it seemed that he had lost all ability to form a coherent sentence.

The snow was falling around the two of you, the heartless winter wrapped you from head to toe and as the minutes passed without an answer, your heart raced more and more and if Jeongin paid enough attention he could see how your eyes began to water as you overthought your sudden confession.

Maybe he didn't feel the same way, and you were making a fool of yourself. You began to prepare the speech of 'sorry, I shouldn't have said anything' to save your heart from the impending rejection and to be able to escape from that situation as quickly as possible.

Until Jeongin moved, he took two short steps until he was face to face to you. He was a head taller than you and your eyes searched his urgently, trying to decipher the answer he hadn't put into words.

The blond placed his big hands on your cheeks, reddened by the cold and now by shame, and caressed your skin with his thumbs.

You swore that if it wasn't for his soft grip on your face, you might have passed out from how fast your heart was beating, your legs felt like jelly, and the suspense felt eternal. You wanted to yell at him to answer or for him to do something, anything to finally stop your heart racing with feelings.

You opened your mouth to talk, but Jeongin closed the distance between you by placing his lips on yours.

You froze at first, arms still on either side of your body but then, as if awakened from a trance, you closed your eyes and allowed yourself to lose yourself in the heat of the kiss, everything around you felt cold except for this moment, the soft feeling of his plush lips on yours and the warmth spreading from the tip of your fingertoes to every strand of hair on your head.

He moved only a few inches from you, enough to be able to whisper over your lips "I like you too".

You laughed slowly, so softly that it almost felt like a whisper, so only he could hear it "Yes, I think I realized that" And tangling your hands behind his neck you brought him closer to you to kiss him again.

Jeongin doesn't like to be touched, but you were the only exception.

#stray kids fluff #yang jeongin fluff #i.n fluff #yang jeongin x reader #i.n x reader #stray kids imagines #stray kids scenarios #skz soft thoughts #stray kids soft thoughts #skz scenarios #skz imagines #skz x reader #stray kids x reader #skz fluff #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #bri writes

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saerotonins · 10 months

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jotaro and boobies

ft. kujo jotaro x gn!reader (headcanons + scenario)

content warnings: 4taro, fluff, jotaro being a cute pookie, suggestive (? but just to be sure), reader has boobs, just some corny shit i decided to write, not beta read

wc: 1127

while i definitely agree that he's a thigh man, he appreciates boobies too!

any size, any kind, his hands WILL fit

sometimes or most of the time it's not even sexual, he just likes to touch them because he likes the feel of them

a free stress ball for him if you will

at this point your bras are useless, what's the point of having them when his hands are RIGHT THERE

would be willing to be your bra if he could tbh

he's kinda obsessed with them and would be glad if you're down to prance around your shared apartment with no top on

on a particularly really stressful day, he just wants to lay his hands on your boobies and call it a day

maybe squish them but not too much

would probably fall asleep while he holds them

the hold he has on them is really comfortable, this man's hands are the perfect cups (hah, see what i did there, ok bye)

jotaro came home later than usual due to some deadlines that he had to catch from office. while this is not unusual, today is particularly draining for him since his research partner decided to be more difficult than they were before.

"you're still awake," was the first thing he said the moment he entered the door. the sight before him is welcoming and cozy. with you sitting comfortably on the couch with your pajamas and socks and the comforter hanging around really made you look inviting. immediately, he somehow felt his shoulders lighten up a bit.

his voice made you look in his direction and he could clearly see how happy you were to finally see him home, safe and sound. these are the mundane things he looks forward to every day. the domesticity makes his heart full and happy, and while he'd be damned to admit it out loud, it's something that he wouldn't trade for the world.

you stood up and walked up to him to greet him with a chaste kiss on the lips, "welcome home, darling, food's waiting for you in the dining table, come?" jotaro nods to your invitation. you held his hands as you gently guide jotaro towards the dining room. the patter of your sock-clad feet as you walk sounds relaxing, he thinks.

"the food is a little cold but we can heat it up," you said as you sat, "this is fine, i'm starving," you knew what he said is extremely true since you noticed that he immediately inhaled the food served in front of him.

jotaro must have noticed that despite being seated with him, you were not eating, "why aren't you eating?" he asked out of concern.

"i already ate a while ago, i just want to make sure you'll have a hearty dinner since you seem tired when you came in," your answer made pause as he chewed his food.

he cannot believe how lucky he got. if he told his teenage self that he would find love that will wait for him until the sun sets and prepare him a meal ready to eat when he comes home, dote on him on the regular and makes him feel special, he would've been beaten up.

"something wrong, dear?"

your voice seems to snap jotaro out of his thoughts. he shakes his head and continues on with his dinner.

by bedtime, jotaro settles himself in bed while trying to read a book. while the dinner and shower he had earlier somehow let some tension out, he cannot help but feel like it's not enough. something is still weighing his heart down and he couldn't shake it away even if he tries.

the comfortable silence in your bedroom is suddenly interrupted by your phone.

"what's that?"

"oh, i'm just watching a drama that i started yesterday,"

jotaro hummed as acknowledgment. while he would like to stay up with you and keep up with your interests, the yawn he let out thinks otherwise.

"you should sleep now sweetheart, you're pretty tired today, i'll wear my earphones so you won't get bothered," you didn't hear an answer from him, instead, you felt him shift on the bed and put his arms around your waist. a smile was brought up on your face. such a simple gesture yet you know it's jotaro's way of saying that he appreciates you even in his worst days.

a few minutes passed, the silent whirl of your air conditioner enveloped your room. while all is well and cozy, jotaro still couldn't help but feel like something is missing. exhaustion from his body telling him to sleep, the warmth of your body beside his, the early call time that he has to meet tomorrow, yet none of those things were enough to make him fall asleep.

until jotaro had an idea.

he initially thinks it's stupid but it's worth a try.

while you were focused on the show that you were watching, you felt jotaro poking your shoulders.

"what's wrong, why aren't you asleep yet?" you asked jotaro while you take your earphones off.

there was a slight pause in the air and you swear you feel the hesitation but opt to let him speak once he's ready.

"can i– can i touch your breast?" jotaro feels his cheeks heat up in embarrassment. he feels like a stupid teenager for asking such a ridiculous request.

while you were shocked to say the least, entertaining a simple request from your beloved shouldn't be a problem

"okay," jotaro could practically hear the amusement on your voice but he couldn't care less. once the green light is given to him, you can feel his calloused yet gentle hands go under your shirt and towards your boobs.

you feel him cup you breast gently, "is this fine?" you gave him a subtle nod. it's actually quite comfortable, you thought. his hands provided warmth and his hold is gentle enough not to hurt you, like his hand is a mold of your bosom.

you can hear jotaro release a sigh of relief in your ear and felt him cuddle closer towards you.

the two of you stayed that way while you continuously watch your show until some time, you felt his hold from your chest loosen, indicating that he finally fell asleep.

you smile at the thought and decided to close your phone and shut your eyes, ready to meet jotaro in your dreams.

ever since that faithful night, jotaro always asks if he could touch your breasts from time to time while you cuddle or take a nap if his day gets too overwhelming for him.

and you couldn't be any happier to oblige to his request.

#jjba #jojo's bizarre adventure #jotaro fluff #jotaro x reader #jotaro x you #jjba fluff #jjba x you #jjba x reader #jojo's bizarre adventure x you #jotaro x y/n

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kaylas-world-0 · 5 months

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Rayman x Reader

A/N: I know I said I won't write for Rayman until I post all of your Bullfrog requests but I couldn't help myself. This idea suddenly come to my mind.

He is either the Rayman from the games or from Captain Laserhawk but before he was choosen to be Eden's poster boi~ You can choose whichever. You can even think this either romantic or platonic too :)

AND SO SORRY FOR THE TYPO MISTAKES AAAA

Summery: Pure fluff no warnings, wholesome moments, a bit cursing, and Rayman worries about something...

Masterlist

Taglist: @blorbostation @eateableworm @livelaughluvvfaithyy @darkchanx @astoraa

Btw does anyone want to be in the tag list?

Dear anons; I would really appreciate it if you could choose an emoji while sending your asks and requests (and stick with it) so I can tell you apart. Thank you~

Stary Night

You somewhat sharply expressed in surprise breaking the short moment of silence, "You are over one hundred?"

The night, beckoned by the stars under the glow of a full moon. As the colours of the day rest, the hillside becomes its monochrome beauty. The moon and stars shine above the passing clouds of ink. The night was a special kind of blackness, the kind that wants only to hold the stars and help them to shine all the brighter. It was a warm black that hugged you no matter what, and give you a nice kind of serenity, within it's safety you could feel your own soul all the more clearly.

You were lying on one of the branches of a giant tree, big enough for both of your bodies to fit, and watching away this peaceful night slowly circle around your bodies.

A short stuffed snort come from him, it sounded forced and mockery. Or maybe it's just your tired mind playing with you.

His hands behind his head, he never once looked anywhere other then the stars. He hissed, "Eh, who knows? I stop counting a long time ago." He chuckled and made a shrugging like effort. After all he had no shoulders to shrug...

You teased with a smirk, never giving him a glance, "Heh, good to know... grandpa~"

He hit your shoulder playfully with an annoyed groan, "I knew telling you this wasn't a good idea..." he grumbled with a pout.

You coad and sit up patting his hand, "Aww, don't worry. I find it really cool. Wait. Are you immortal or just age different? Omg, if you are aging backwards that would be so cool."

He give you a glance causing you to freeze. That wasn't his usual annoyed or playfull stares.

He swallowed and sit up, glancing away.

"...I age slowly..." He simply answered your teasing question.

You pressed your lips. Have you step on a sensitive topic?

You try to ease him up, "Hey... Nothing wrong with aging slowly you know. You will going to stay and look young for quite a while and--"

"It's not as awesome as you think it is. What do you think going to happen after one hundered years later?"

You actually pondered about it, "Well I think you could look young for two thousands years--"

He give you a glare and cut you off, "You will not be there." He scoffed giving an answer to his own question. He shook his head in disbelief and look away.

You frowned. Of course... this was what he have been worrying about. Before you can even open your mouth to speak, he suck a sharp breath and speak up again.

"One hundered years... I lost some people, yeah I did make new ones in the way but... it never stop hurting... and it never will. I thought about just build walls around myself at some point but... I know who I am and I will never stop meeting new ones and help people around." He smiled to himself but it's fade as quick. He heavied a sigh, "I just don't wanna lose anyone I guess." He quickly muttered. He scratched his cheek, seems like ashamed to admit all this, "S-sorry. Didn't mean to lay it all off on you." He chuckled.

You smiled and slide next to him, hitting his side the way he did to you, "Hey, I don't care about age or what the future holds for us. I care about right now. And what's happening right now? We are both sitting together on a giant tree swarmed by the peacfullness of the night." He smiled at that.

You continued, "Age doesn't matter, it does not choose who you are, you do. What makes you you is your experiences and your... pleasures? Wait- No- I fucked it up."

He snorted at that. A real laugh. His fist of laughs caused you to start laughing along with him. He couldn't hold back himself and drop down on his back. He snickered and gasped for breath.

"My pleasures?" He choked out.

You snickered, "I said what I said." You shrugged proudly, "Now, tell me, What gives you pleasure in this world?"

His hands slipped back behind his head as he closed his eyes with a thoughtfull expression, "Hmm... I guess... adventures. Without them I would probably go insane by now." He chuckled.

You lay back aslo, "Yeah, adventures are fun."

"What about you?" He glanced at you.

You grinned at that and poked his nose, "You will never know."

He quickly sit up with the the most arrogant, playfull grin you ever saw him wearing, "Ahhh, I know. I get it. It's me isn't it?"

You burst into laughing, "Holy shit what?! You?! No way!"

He nudges your sides, "Come oooon, come on, come on, admit it!"

You try to push his floating hands away, and to stop your laughing but his tickling making it much worse, "S-stop it! Hahaha Y-you're gonna kill meee!!" You wheezed out.

He pouted playfully, "Fineee. You are no fun." He drop down on his back again, a peacfull smile on his lips.

You gasp for air and sighed, "God, I'm exhusted." You groaned and send a playfull glear in his way which he grinned at.

You two continued to lay down on the branch observing the stars. Your tired mind and body wouldn't let you even move an inch, your eyelids get heaver and heavier. It was so hard for you to try to make them stay open. After your little war with him made you even more exhausted than you were already is. Your mind felt heavy and sturggle to graps reality.

"Hey... uh... before you fall asleep or something... I want to say... thank you... for being here." He sounded content.

You smiled with his soft voice.

#rayman #captain laserhawk rayman #captain laserhawk #rayman x reader #x reader #reader #cl rayman #couldn't find any gifs to give this post lol #allenwrites #phantom show rayman

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happy74827 · 8 months

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Lost On You

[Rick Grimes x Female!Reader]

Synopsis: Drawn to his strength and resilience, you've secretly fancied the widowed sheriff turned leader. But with recent events turning his smiles into forced fake ones, all that's on your mind is to make it known that he's not alone {Takes place in Season 5}.

WC: 2067

Category: Hurt/Comfort, Slight Angst

This is officially my first Walking Dead fanfic, which I'm honestly surprised hasn't happened earlier, but I've recently rewatched season five, and it made me remember just how much I love Rick. So, here we are.

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The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow across the makeshift camp that had become a haven for the group after their escape from Terminus. The tension that had gripped them during their ordeal was slowly easing, and a sense of normalcy was tentatively settling in. Amid the camaraderie and relief, one person's heart was beating just a little faster than the rest – yours.

Ever since the days at the prison, you had found yourself drawn to Rick Grimes. His strength, his resilience, and the way he cared for his people… it resonated with you deeply. You found yourself admiring him from afar, with feelings growing with every shared moment. And now, as you sat by the campfire, watching Rick with Judith nestled safely in his arms, those feelings were impossible to ignore.

He changed, though. It was apparent in his eyes. Andrea had mentioned long ago how he was becoming “colder,” but you never saw it until now. Until you’ve (quite literally) were face-to-face with evil.

After the incident with Gareth and his people, Rick rarely smiled. And when he did, it was faker than Daryl’s chupacabra claim. Even when Judith giggled while tugging on his beard, or when Michonne and Carl had random competitions, he never smiled like he used to. The last time you saw him “happy” by definition was back when Hershel was still around.

Rick was no longer the man who gave you hope. You didn't know if it was the guilt of his past actions, the stress of the group's survival, or a combination of the two, but Rick Grimes had been lost somewhere along the road, and you wanted to find him.

Your gaze drifted down to your lap, where the remnants of a half-eaten dinner lay. You weren't sure what Carol had made tonight, but it was good. She was always an amazing cook.

Carol.

She was the only person who knew how you felt about Rick. It had been hard not to talk about it. You two were close, and it wasn't like you were a master at keeping secrets. Carol was, though. She had a talent for reading people and knew right away when you had developed a crush. She always teased you about it.

You were glad she didn't tell anyone, and you were glad to have her as a friend.

With the fire beginning to die down, and the food finished, the others began drifting back to their respective tents. First Michonne, then Carl, Daryl, Carol, and Tyreese. Sasha lingered for a bit, and eventually, Abraham and Rosita. Eugene and Tara had been gone all day scavenging for supplies, and Glenn and Maggie had disappeared into the woods an hour before. They had just recently returned, hand-in-hand, and were giggling and whispering as they headed for their tent.

As for you? Well, you were just waiting. Waiting and watching Rick. You didn't know why, exactly. Maybe you were hoping he would suddenly break out of this new, serious-all-the-time character he'd been portraying. Or maybe you were trying to figure out how to talk to him, how to tell him how you felt.

That thought sent your heart racing again. You took a deep breath and held it for a few seconds before letting it out slowly.

You couldn't help but feel like the entire world had been waiting for something to change. Waiting for a spark. And when you looked at Rick, you knew. You just knew.

There was something about him. Something special. Something you couldn't explain, but it drew you to him like a moth to a flame. He was the spark you had been waiting for, and the feeling was so strong you could hardly contain yourself.

Rick turned, and you met his eyes. They were a clear blue, a striking contrast to the dark hair that framed his face. His beard was starting to get long, and the curls atop his head were a bit wilder than usual.

Your eyes met his. The smile he gave you was weak, forced. You were tempted to stand up and give him a hug, just to make him feel better. But you didn't.

After a few moments of awkward silence, he stood up, adjusting Judith in his arms as he did so. She stirred, her eyelids fluttering a few times before falling shut once more.

"G'night."

"Night."

And then, he was gone.

You watched as the tent flap closed behind him. He had disappeared so quickly that you barely even had time to register what had happened. You felt like a part of you had just left with him. Your heart was beating a mile a minute. You had been sitting there, watching him, for a long time, and the sudden silence was deafening.

As you headed for your tent, the last of the campers called out to you.

"Night!"

You stopped in your tracks, turning towards the voice. Carl was smiling, waving at you. You raised a hand in response, flashing a brief smile before turning away.

"Night."

You were asleep almost instantly. The day's events had left you exhausted, and it didn't take long for sleep to overtake you. It overtook you to the point that you had slept in until after everyone else had gotten up.

Morning came and you exited the tent, squinting as the sunlight hit your face. The sun was high in the sky, and the others had begun the morning without you. You didn't mind; it wasn't the first time this had happened, and it probably wouldn't be the last.

As you made your way to the main area, you were greeted by several friendly faces.

"Morning, sleepyhead," Glenn teased. "We were starting to wonder if you were ever gonna get up."

You flashed a sheepish grin. "Sorry. I was just exhausted."

You scanned the area for a few minutes, noting that a couple of people were missing. Rick, for example, was nowhere to be seen.

"Hey, Glenn, where's Rick?"

Glenn glanced around the campsite. He scratched the back of his head and shrugged. "Not sure, actually. I haven't seen him this morning. Not since breakfast."

That was strange.

"I'm gonna go look for him," you said,

As you left, Glenn gave you the thumbs up in encouragement before his eyes flashed back to Maggie and Tara. Most likely retelling the events of the previous day.

You soon wandered through the trees, searching for any sign of Rick – or anyone for that matter. Both Daryl and Carol were also missing, but you weren’t concerned about those two. It was more concerning for those who stumbled upon them. Now Rick, on the other hand, he was different.

As of right now he wasn’t the man to mess with. Seeing how he handled those at Terminus, and hearing what had happened the night before from Michonne… you weren’t concerned about the possibility of him getting attacked or injured. Your concern fell towards his mentality.

He was “technically” the leader that everyone had listened and looked up to. Abraham made arguments, mostly of the importance of taking Eugene to DC, but Rick was the one who had the final say. That kind of power and responsibility to lead an entire group to their survival has heavy effects. And now, after so much loss and failure, it finally took its toll.

The sun shined brightly through the trees as you walked, and the air was warm. It was the kind of day you would have spent reading on your back porch, or maybe going for a hike. Before the world ended, anyway.

As you started walking, you couldn't help but notice the quiet. There was no sign of life anywhere. No birds, no insects, no Walkers. It was almost like the entire world had disappeared, leaving you all alone.

The forest became more thick and dense the further you walked into it, with the trees growing more close together. The sun still shined through the branches, but it was still early, and the shadows were deep.

You started your trail back towards the temporary camp when you noticed a noise coming from behind you. You spun around, heart pounding. It sounded like footsteps.

"Rick?"

There was no answer. Just the sound of the wind whistling through the trees.

"Rick?" You tried again.

Nothing.

The silence was unnerving. The sound of footsteps had stopped, and there was still no sign of life anywhere.

Then, suddenly, you heard a branch snap and everything that was peaceful turned into a war zone. You spun around fast with fists clenched. You didn’t even process what it was before you struck it in the face.

Your face fell once you opened your eyes to peek at the danger.

Ah, shit.

Rick straightened out, his hand running over his nose where you had accidentally struck. He seemed a little dazed, but otherwise was fine.

"Oh, god, I am so sorry," you said, wincing. "I didn't know it was you. I thought you were a… I don’t— oh, geez.”

Rick blinked a few times, regaining his composure. His hand fell from his nose, and he gave you a slight smile. Fake, again, but this time you didn’t blame him.

“What are you doin’ out here?” Rick’s voice was low, and he sounded tired. He didn’t look directly at you, instead choosing to gaze past you at the forest behind. It was almost as if he didn’t care to hear your answer.

And it was clear he wasn’t bothered by the fact that you had just punched him in the face.

You found yourself sighing at his words. It was a difficult question. One that had multiple answers.

What were you doing out here?

What was he doing out here?

Why were either of you out here instead of being with the group or resting up after the chaos of yesterday?

The questions buzzed in your head, but the answer was clear.

You were out here because of Rick. You were out here to find him. To talk to him.

You opened your mouth to respond, but nothing came out. The two of you stood in silence for what seemed like an eternity, and the awkwardness was palpable.

"You should be with the others.”

The words hung heavy in the air. They were simple enough, but the weight behind them was crushing.

"You should be with them, too," you countered.

Rick's gaze shifted to you, and you met his eyes.

The sun's rays broke through the treetops, illuminating his face. He looked tired. So tired. Rick had always had dark circles under his eyes, but the ones you were seeing now were new. They were a deeper shade than you'd ever seen, and they seemed to have grown bigger.

He was worn down, exhausted, and there was a hollowness to his stare. A dullness that had replaced the fire. And yet, despite all of that, there was still a warmth there. A sense of caring, of love, that was still present.

It was that warmth that gave you the courage to continue.

"I'm worried about you," you blurted.

His expression shifted slightly, his brows furrowing.

"You're worrying about me?"

You nodded, your eyes still fixed on his.

"Yeah. Yeah, I am."

He shook his head.

"You don't need to worry about me."

"Yes, I do. Because I care about you."

Rick stared at you for a moment. He seemed stunned, and the look on his face made your heart ache.

He let out a small sigh.

"You don't have to," he said, his voice quiet. "I'll be fine."

"You don't have to be the hero all the time, you know," you said. "You can let the rest of us help carry the load."

His eyes searched yours.

"You can't save everyone," you continued. "Sometimes you just have to accept that there are some things that are out of your control."

Rick became silent. You could see the pain and conflict swirling in his eyes. He wanted to accept your words, but the guilt was still eating away at him.

He closed his eyes, and the tension in his body seemed to ease a bit.

"I'm just… tired," he said. "I'm tired of seeing people die. Of losing people."

You placed a hand on his shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze.

"I know," you said. "I'm tired, too."

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vinetae · 1 year

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HENTAI TIME

Genre: Drabble, SMUT, Hentai related themes

Summary: Basically Jungkook fucks you while forcing you to watch his anime/hentai.

A/n: MIW = Motionless In White. It's my favorite rock/metal band, and I thought Jungkook - acting all emo and ish- would be suiting for him lmao. Enjoy.

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"Marie, what we had was special, we can get it back again!" Marie turns to face the streets, avoiding direct eye-contact between herself and Derek. If she were to have looked into his green, emerald eyes, she knew she wouldn't be able to face the reality. They'd just - as usual - slip back into each others arms, thinking that one night, nothing could touch them. Only to wake up with crusted tears and flushed cheeks. An empty spot where he's supposed to lie-

"Fuckk. Yeah, just like that." You sigh, closing the hard cover of your book. Your eyes wander over to your boyfriend who'd been intensely invested in the cartooned TV show know as 'anime'. You never really cared for it. Much rather preferring to imagine your stories than having watch them. Even more so watching them in a language you couldn't understand.

"Oh! Oh! I'm coming!" The high-pitched voice actor practically screams at the male protagonist. The two lazily sat in a porcelain tub, her sitting unrealistically reverse cowgirl style on his lap. Your boyfriend had taken on a certain liking to these videos. Not so much as taking action while consuming said material, just out of curiosity. You shake your head, trying to block out the overly done voices of his show.

"No, Derek. This-" Marie motions between the two. Rain fallen heavily upon the streets. Soaked from head to toe, the two stand in the freezing rain. Both pulling at strings they knew they couldn't hold. "This can't happen again. I won't do it to Ja-"

"OH MY GOD, YES, OH GOD YES, FUCK ME HARDER. OH YES, FUCK IN COMING"

That's it!!!

You stand, throwing your book to the plush of your boyfriend comforter, making a b-line over to his computer desk. Just as you turn his chair around, your eyes catch on the two characters in a very compromising position now. The girl's; face down ass up position is taken by the main character's harsh thrusts. The animated girl's enormous breasts bounce roughly against her face. A chuckle escapes your lips. Your boyfriend had been just laying back in his chair perfectly fine.

Until you looked a little closer.

For far away, it'd just seemed as if he was enjoying his favorite sit-com with his MIW oversized hoodie cascading down his figure. If one were to take a closer looked, you'd see his hand shoved down the entirety of his pants, small palming motions moved under the fabric of his sweats. His head leaned back against the plush pillow of his gaming chair, a sheet of sweat gleams on his shiny face. Staggered breaths are sucked in as his stomach muscles clench over so often.

He was getting off to this?

"JUNGKOOK!" You yell, removing one half of his headphones from his ear. He startles, practically jumping from his chair.

"What!?!? Where's the fire!!" He sporadically checks the rooms, watching for any signs of danger.

"Apparently on your dick from rubbing it so much." You fold your arms across your chest, sending him an annoyed look. He gulps, finally taking notice to the quickening screen playing on his monitor.

"I...I was just looking something up and this all of a sudden-" You stop his rambling by holding your palm up. "Save it, Kook. I don't care if you get off to it or not, just don't make me listen to it as well." His head tilts at your request.

"How'd you... I had headphones on though.." A embarrassed flush washes over his expression as he lowers himself back into his striped, sleek black gaming chair you'd gotten him two Christmases ago.

"Well obviously they weren't plugged in. I don't wanna hear 'Oh god, yes! Fuck, Harder please!' while I'm trying to cry to my book!" You see the outline of his Adam's apple bob up, then back down again. Why did his hoodie all of a sudden feel so constricting?

"S.. Sorry, babe." He shyly replies, taking a few looks over your newly noticed figure. The daisy-duke like pajama shorts did no aiding in the softening of his cock. Your V-neck tank top hung dangerously low, revealing the dip between your breasts. Your messy bun sits perfectly atop the crown of your head. Little strands falling from here and there. He couldn't help the growing tent forming in his sweats.

"Baby.." He softly calls, as you glance up wondering what he's needing now.

"What?"

His gaze leaves the computer screen that now has the ending clip flashing in his face, telling viewers to subscribe for more uncensored content.

"Come on, baby. Let's watch it together?" You scoff, picking the hard cover of your book off the sheets.

"No thanks, I'd rather stuff a cactus up my pussy."

Your comment catches his attention quickly. (As if you already didn't have it.)

"How about i stuff your pussy instead?"

Now THAT made your head turn. It had been a couple weeks since you both had actually gotten down to it. His schedule and yours had never really aligned to be able to have any time alone together. But now since your boss had given you a week vacation, you had more than enough time on your hands.

"You wanna what?" You tease, standing on the rounds of your knees atop his comforter. He inches closer, wrapping a hand around your side, lips coming to brush the shell of your ear.

"You heard me."

"No." You smirk, circling your arms around the base of his neck, pulling your bodies flush together.

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"Fuck, baby!" His palms come to rest at the side of your hips, stilling your motions for a second.

"Hold on, lemme restart the video." You chuckle, continuing to bounce on his hardened cock. His hips buck up into yours, head falling off the side of the bed to watch the video upside down.

"Maybe riding wasn't the best decision" He retorts, leaning his head up ever so often to get the blood rushing back so he wouldn't loose consciousness. You smirk, snaking your hands to press at the sides of his throat, cutting off the airway just a bit. Your hips slow down, moving at a torturous rate. His eyelashes flutter open, watching as your breasts bounce at the same speed your riding him.

His hand comes up to toy with the curves of your breasts before tweaking the erect nub between his index and thumbs. "Maybe" You reply, leaning down to move your hand away from his neck, onto the backs of his head, gripping his roots into a firm grasp. His head lunges forward at your motion, a moan slips his lips.

"Fuck!" He whines, hips rising from the sheets to fuck up into your abused cunt. His hand reaches forward to rub harsh circles against your throbbing bud, your head lulls back at the overridden pleasure. The small studio apartment bedroom fills with choked moans and skin slapping to overpower the once silence atmosphere.

"F-fuck, Kook- coming!" You whine out, as his hands come to grips the flesh of your hips, slamming your hips down onto his harshly, while simultaneously thrusting his up to meet yours in the middle.

Both of your sounds override the cheap studio recorded ones playing from his small computer. Your back arches to his grunts.

"Yeah? Cream my cock, baby girl. Fuck- milk me for all I've fucking got. Look at you, coming undone just by the anime you said you hated. Fuck- I didn't know you were such a voyurist, babe. Watching two people fucking turns you on? My God, what a dirty little slut you are. " Well, that wasn't exactly true, but you weren't in a position to argue.

His grip slams your body down onto his, the tip of his cock harshly slamming against your cervix.

"T-Tell me" He pants, flipping you both over to have you on all fours. His tattooed hand reaches forward to keep your eyes focused on the anime in front of you both.

"Tell me how much you love it." You whine, the overstimulation getting far too much control over you.

"I love it! I love it, Jungkook- please!" You smirks giving your ass a good smack before continuing.

"No, not me fuck you- Tell me how much you love the hentai, or I won't let you come." You're practically making your lip bleed by this point.

Anything to get you the release you deserve.

"I love it! God, I love all of the h-hentais! I-I wanna watch all of them each time we f-fuck, please! Want you to fill my pussy while cumming to that girl's huge ass tits! I wanna watch as you cum to those stu- amazing tit-fucking videos! Kook- please! Please!" You scream, burying your face into the pillows.

"Yeah you do. Don't worry babe," Just as he reaches forward you rub a few more circles against your aching clit, the coil in you snaps. You fall to the mattress, panting harshly as he finishes out, quickening his hand over his base of his cock, before hot beads of cum shoot out and onto the round of your ass. The hot, sticky substance drips to the dip of your back, creating a tiny pool of cum.

He flails forwards, following pursuit if your exhausted figure. His hand comes up to brush away a strand of hair from your face, giving your nose a quick eskemo kiss.

He chuckles to himself, replaying the night over and over in his mind.

"She loves it."

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No Jungkook, she didn't love it.

But, she loves you.

#bts jungkook smut #bts jungkook #jungkook smut #jungkook drabble

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kaylaz-world-00 · 5 months

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Rayman x Reader

A/N: I know I said I won't write for Rayman until I post all of your Bullfrog requests but I couldn't help myself. This idea suddenly come to my mind.

AND SO SORRY FOR THE TYPO MISTAKES AAAA

Summery: Pure fluff no warnings, wholesome moments, a bit cursing, and Rayman worries about something...

Masterlist

Taglist: @blorbostation @eateableworm @livelaughluvvfaithyy @darkchanx @astoraa @shiroisotto64

Dear anons; I would really appreciate it if you could choose an emoji while sending your asks and requests (and stick with it) so I can tell you apart. Thank you~

You somewhat sharply expressed in surprise breaking the short moment of silence, "You are over one hundred?"

You were lying on one of the branches of a giant tree, big enough for both of your bodies to fit, and watching away this peaceful night slowly circle around your bodies.

A short stuffed snort come from him, it sounded forced and mockery. Or maybe it's just your tired mind playing with you.

You teased with a smirk, never giving him a glance, "Heh, good to know... grandpa~"

He hit your shoulder playfully with an annoyed groan, "I knew telling you this wasn't a good idea..." he grumbled with a pout.

You coad and sit up patting his hand, "Aww, don't worry. I find it really cool. Wait. Are you immortal or just age different? Omg, if you are aging backwards that would be so cool."

He give you a glance causing you to freeze. That wasn't his usual annoyed or playfull stares.

He swallowed and sit up, glancing away.

"...I age slowly..." He simply answered your teasing question.

You pressed your lips. Have you step on a sensitive topic?

You try to ease him up, "Hey... Nothing wrong with aging slowly you know. You will going to stay and look young for quite a while and--"

"It's not as awesome as you think it is. What do you think going to happen after one hundered years later?"

You actually pondered about it, "Well I think you could look young for two thousands years--"

He give you a glare and cut you off, "You will not be there." He scoffed giving an answer to his own question. He shook his head in disbelief and look away.

You frowned. Of course... this was what he have been worrying about. Before you can even open your mouth to speak, he suck a sharp breath and speak up again.

You continued, "Age doesn't matter, it does not choose who you are, you do. What makes you you is your experiences and your... pleasures? Wait- No- I fucked it up."

He snorted at that. A real laugh. His fist of laughs caused you to start laughing along with him. He couldn't hold back himself and drop down on his back. He snickered and gasped for breath.

"My pleasures?" He choked out.

You snickered, "I said what I said." You shrugged proudly, "Now, tell me, What gives you pleasure in this world?"

His hands slipped back behind his head as he closed his eyes with a thoughtfull expression, "Hmm... I guess... adventures. Without them I would probably go insane by now." He chuckled.

You lay back aslo, "Yeah, adventures are fun."

"What about you?" He glanced at you.

You grinned at that and poked his nose, "You will never know."

He quickly sit up with the the most arrogant, playfull grin you ever saw him wearing, "Ahhh, I know. I get it. It's me isn't it?"

You burst into laughing, "Holy shit what?! You?! No way!"

He nudges your sides, "Come oooon, come on, come on, admit it!"

You try to push his floating hands away, and to stop your laughing but his tickling making it much worse, "S-stop it! Hahaha Y-you're gonna kill meee!!" You wheezed out.

He pouted playfully, "Fineee. You are no fun." He drop down on his back again, a peacfull smile on his lips.

You gasp for air and sighed, "God, I'm exhusted." You groaned and send a playfull glear in his way which he grinned at.

"Hey... uh... before you fall asleep or something... I want to say... thank you... for being here." He sounded content.

You smiled with his soft voice.

#rayman #captain laserhawk rayman #captain laserhawk #rayman x reader #x reader #reader #cl rayman #couldn't find any gifs to give this post lol #allenwrites #phantom show rayman

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yanderes-galore · 1 year

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(Prompt: 38 "My life has been so barren without you...." & 52 "My world's covered in darkness without you!" & "I'd burn this world and everything in it for you.") For yandere Reaper (Overwatch) and his innocent darling after he kidnapped her, please? Sorry, I know you got a lot of requests already, but these sentences really fitted this pairing. Thank you for considering writing it in case you do accept it. I appreciate it a lot!

It's fine! I don't mind a lot of requests. Prompt list used was mine. Short continuation of this concept.

Yandere! Reaper Prompts 38, 52, 1

"My life has been so barren without you...."

"My world's covered in darkness without you!"

"I'd burn this world and everything in it for you."

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Kidnapping, Murder, Blood, Manipulation, Stalking, Forced relationship.

Reaper was the man that broke your innocence. He had not done anything to you physically. Intimacy-wise, at least...

He had instead shown your horrors. He had shown you the murder of your family before your very eyes. You still remember the way blood caked on your skin.

He was death itself. A being with no regrets when it came to killing. He held no remorse, he didn't think about his actions, if he did you wouldn't be here. You wouldn't be stuck in a dark room with the murderer of your family.

Intentionally or not, Reaper had killed most of your innocence. You thought the world was cruel after meeting death himself. Now you were alone...

Left to grieve while he watched.

"There's no need to cry...."

"You killed my family... why else do you think I cry?"

"Death claims us all at some point."

You don't look at him, refusing the acknowledge the ghastly mask he wore. Your captor was obviously not the comforting type. His presence only makes you cry harder.

"... I took you here for a reason."

"To finish what you started?"

"No..."

He readjusts you to face him, deadly hands holding your smaller ones.

"My life has been so barren without you...."

He doesn't let you go, sitting beside you.

"I am simply meant to kill. That is my job as death incarnate. I even find it fun...

His tone chills you the the bone. When his cold touch transitions to your cheeks, you try to pull away. He only digs his fingers into your cheeks tighter.

"Then I saw you. Your life so calm compared to mine.... So I watched you. From the shadows I kept you safe from the world's dangers. Until I couldn't stand it anymore. I had to have you."

"You're saying you killed my family... because I'm special?"

"Save your outrage..." Reaper barks at you, roughly pulling you into his chest. "...My world's covered in darkness without you."

You were his light. You were someone he could fight for. Although, to keep that light in his life, he had to cover yours in darkness.

Despite your protests for Reaper to let you go, he didn't yield. He rests his head on yours and enjoys the warmth you give off. Even if you cried, he didn't care.

Murder wasn't all that impactful to him.

"I'd burn this world and everything in it for you."

He would kiss you if he could. He yearned to give into his desires and break the rest of your innocent mind. To harvest everything from his darling, his lamb.

Although while your fear is cute... he wishes it would stop. He's given himself all to you and you only cry. He'd kill whoever and whatever if you asked for it. Even if you didn't ask for it, too.

Life required sacrifices. You could not have one thing without giving up another. Reaper obtained his happiness through you...

Although it sacrificed yours.

"You will grow used to it," Reaper says, his tone like a growling beast. "I only wish to keep you safe. I'd never kill you. I only want to hold you. To love you, an emotion I thought I lost long ago."

You say nothing, silently laying on his chest. After a few days, not just your innocence will break. Your sanity will too.

You aren't worried about you...

You're worried for those that will die because of you.

"You're mine to keep, lamb."

#yandere overwatch #yandere reaper #yandere gabriel reyes

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gucciwins · 2 years

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Angie imagine.

Being married to Harry and and having a daughter. U 3 r having a little picnic in ur garden in ur London house (or anywhere). These is cloth spread on the grass and U and Harry laying on it , with a picnic basket at ur side , eating or drinking something. And watching ur daughter playing around and trying to catch a butterfly. And he just turn towards u and smile with heart eyes and leans to kiss u and says I LOVE YOU. And ur daughter will com running to u saying mummy , daddy. And she side in middle of u both and u three sit there and talk and listen to her little words. And u watch ur husband and daughter playing around.

Uhg . What a life. ANGIEEEE.

here's a little something because I loved this so much 💜💜💜💜

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These were your favorite days when the sun shined bright in London, and your darling Juniper would ask to go to the park.

The terrible twos were long behind you as you celebrated your little girl's birthday with all her favorite people a month ago. It was 'The Corpse Bride' themed because she caught Gemma watching one night while babysitting for you, and your little girl fell in love with the dancing skeletons. Harry and you could recite the entire script at this point, but anything to see your angel happy.

Sunny days were rare and few here, but each one was made special. Harry would do anything either of you asked, doing everything in his power to bring you happiness. This is why you were on your way to the park, Harry holding a basket with small flowers decorating the outside that Sarah had gifted you when she found out you were pregnant. It came with you to your park trips filled with your favorite snacks and drinks.

It was a short walk to the park right by your home, Juniper holding tightly to your hand as she tried her best to match your steps. Before you knew it, you had arrived at a secluded section of the park full of little flowers and a shady spot under a large tree.

A perfect spot to spend your day.

Juniper quickly reached for a corner of the blanket Harry was holding out for you to take, wanting to be helpful.

"On the count of three, alright, Junie," Harry tells her proudly. She's always quick to lend a helping hand at a young age.

"Three, Daddy."

"One…two…three."

Juniper's laugh rings out loud as Harry flies the blanket high before resting it on the grass, where Junie is quick to lay down. You slip off your sandals and join your daughter, who happily lays there looking up at the few clouds scattered in the sky.

"What do you see, Junie?" You ask, brushing back her curls that she did not want you or Harry to brush today.

"Monkey."

"What?" Harry gasps. "Show me."

Juniper raises a small hand pointing to the edge of the cloud where it curls, stating that it's the tail.

"You've got a big imagination, Junie baby."

"I know."

She stands up, wanting to run around and play, soaking in the sun. You were glad you put sunscreen on her before you left the house.

"You're amazing, you know," Harry tells you.

You feel your face flush, "what brought this on?"

Harry shrugs, "nothing figured I should tell you. You deserve to be constantly reminded, and it's my job to do so."

"How'd I get so lucky," you tell him, reaching over and planting a soft kiss on his lips, knowing you couldn't give him more, not when you had to keep an eye on your daughter.

"I'm the lucky one," he kisses again and again until you're lying on the blanket, Harry hovering over you, giving you kisses wherever he can until you're laughing at how he playfully bites your neck when you shove him off.

"Dork."

"Your dork."

Harry pulls you to lay on his chest as you both watch out for Juniper, who's chasing a butterfly, laughing as it always stays out of her reach.

Your daughter's laughter fills you with happiness, and you're thankful for where you are in life with a loving and supportive family.

"Mumma," Juniper calls for you as she sits in front of you.

"Yes, June bug?"

"I love you."

You feel your heart grow at your daughters, sweet words. There is no one you'll love more besides the man by your side that helped you create this perfect angel.

"I love you, Juniper. You're my entire world."

She giggles, letting you shower her in kisses as Harry watches in amusement, the happiness leaking from his eyes through tears because he can't believe this is his life. That he has a wife who loves him like he loves her and a baby girl could not be more perfect.

"More than Daddy?"

You giggle at your little girl's comment, Harry's eyes widening in surprise, knowing the answer because it was the same for him. You were his entire universe. You still were because without you, he wouldn't have gotten Juniper, your little mini twin.

You had told him throughout your pregnancy that you hoped she looked like him, but all she got from him were his green eyes, and everything else was all you. Harry was elated when he first held her and saw all his favorite features of you on their little girl.

Now she's growing up to be the most beautiful little lady.

"Course more than me. Mummy loves you more than me. I'm good at being second place."

Juniper stares at him, raising her small hand to rest on his cheek. "Daddy second. Mummy and Junie first."

Harry could handle being second for the rest of his life.

#harry styles #harry styles writing #harry styles blurb #harry styles ask #writing #dad!harry styles #harry styles x reader #fluff #harry styles fluff #a-strange-familiar #my writing

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italeean · 1 year

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The afterparty

After his birthday party, Kuroko sleeps at Kagami's place, however there's an uninvited guest who makes things a little... animated

A/N: Surprise surprise!! A fic coming out during my break time?! 🙀 Well... my break is NOT over yet, this is something I started working on a couple of months ago for a very special someone's birthday. Yes, @wertzunge I'm talking about you 💙 I hope you enjoy the gift that @mai-mei (who contributed with this amazing artwork) and I have prepared!! Buon compleanno 💚🤍❤️ (Happy birthday)

DISCLAIMER: This is a tickle fic, if it's not to your taste I don't suggest you read it

"Kuroko! Otanjoubi omedetou!!" Everyone yelled cheerfully while Kuroko smiled widely at them. That birthday couldn't have been better, a big party with his friends from both middle and high school, but alas, the fun had to end.

It was pretty late when the guys left Kagami's place, not before cleaning up a little, and now there were only three people in the house.

"Kuroko, does he have to stay as well?" Kagami asked pointing at Tetsuya 2, not bothering to hide his annoyance. He had started to warm up to the little puppy, but having him inside his home was an entirely different story.

"Yes, it's my turn to keep him today and it's too hot to make him stay outside." Kuroko replied calmly, ignoring his friend's annoyed tone. The redhead, on the other hand, was still glaring at the furball, following his every move to prevent him to lay his paws (or worse, his teeth) on his precious basket magazines.

He wasn't really happy about the situation, but it wasn't so bad after all. Plus, it was Kuroko's birthday so he decided to let it happen as a birthday wish. All he had to do was put his magazines on a higher shelf and the risk of them getting ruined would be nullified.

He did exactly that, and joined Kuroko in the kitchen to grab a glass of water. "Nice party, huh?" He asked to the blue-haired boy, watching him nod eagerly. Obviously he shared that opinion. Thanks to everyone's contribution, the evening had been splendid and the house was left clean. The only thing left to do was throw away the plastic cutlery, plates and glasses and put the bottles of water and juice in the fridge.

It wasn't midnight yet, and some noises could still be heard from outside, but the atmosphere was extremely peaceful and relaxed. Kagami couldn't wait to finish cleaning up and settle on the couch with his friend. Hopefully they'd find a good basket match to watch together before bed.

He went to the living room to finish tidying up, and he wished he'd stayed in the kitchen, because as soon as he entered the room, he witnessed to the disaster.

A sliding noise could be heard, and the one of things falling to the ground right after. Tetsuya 2 had decided to pull the tablecloth, and it resulted in everything falling down. Luckily, there wasn't anything made of glass so nothing broke, but a bottle of water and one of juice didn't have their cap on, so all their content was spilled on the ground.

"WHAT THE- WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!!" Kagami roared in a sudden fit of anger, "Look what he's done!" He scoffed to Kuroko, who had rushed to the living room after hearing that noise.

After cleaning up everything, the ace looked less mad, but he still glaring daggers at the culprit, who was curled up on the birthday boy's lap on the couch enjoying some affectionate cuddles.

"He's feeling guilty, you know?" The blue-eyed teen asked without taking his eyes off of the puppy. "Yeah... he looks so sorry..." the taller guy commented sarcastically. "Can't you just forgive him?" Kuroko asked him while lifting up the little companion, who was displaying his best pleading puppy eyes.

The redhead glanced at the clock, it was still 15 minutes until midnight, then he looked at his two friends with an evil expression and cracked his knuckles. "Oh sure, I can forgive him, but someone still has to pay for it." He declared while getting closer to the couch.

As if he had understood what was going to happen, Tetsuya 2 jumped off Kuroko's lap, which made it much easier for the ace to drag his friend to the ground. He straddled him without pinning down his hands, he knew he was stronger and didn't need to do that.

"I'm sure that tomorrow we'll get a good laugh out of that mess, but for today the only one to laugh is gonna be you!!" Kagami chuckled while his hands found the hollow of Kuroko's arms.

"Kagahahami nohohoho..! I-i didn't dohoho anything ehehehe" the birthday boy immediately dissolved himself into a puddle of giggles, knowing it would be counterproductive to keep his laughter in. It would've only riled Kagami up more.

"I know you didn't, but you're responsible for whatever that thing does here, so you'll be the one to pay." The redhead stated while his fingers wormed their way down towards the shorter guy' ribs and sides, "But since it's your birthday, I'll let you off with a little punishment, so don't worry too much. It will only tickle a little."

As Kagami's hands went lower, Kuroko's laughter became louder. It was really rare for him to let out his belly laughter, and the ace was in love with that sound... although he'd never say that out loud. "Thihihis ihis stihihihill nahahat fahahai- EEK!" The blue-eyed guy's complaint got interrupted by his own squeak, caused by the very own little one who had caused the mess he was paying for.

Tetsuya 2 had decided to join the party, so he approached the shorter guy and licked his ears, neck and face, making him squeal and scrunch his shoulders in a futile attempt to protect at least the neck and the ears.

"See? He agrees with me so it's decided. I'll tickle you for the whole duration of your birthday." The ace proclaimed his sentence, which actually consisted of another five minutes of tickles, since the midnight was close.

Kuroko would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy it, it reminded him of the times at Teiko and of all the goofy memories he'd made at Serin, especially with Teppei whenever the senpai thought everyone needed a little cheer-up treatment. However, he was pretty close to the limit and didn't know how much more he'd last.

As if he'd read his thoughts, Kagami said "There's only one minute left, ready for the grand finale?" The blue-eyed boy knew what he was talking about and got ready for it as he felt his friend shifting closer to his feet.

Without even the slightest warning, he skittered his fingers all over Kuroko's poor soles, from the heels to the toes, without even bothering to take off his socks. Luckily for him, his friend's feet were just that sensitive.

"EEHEHEHP KAHAHAGAHAMIEHEH WAHAHAHAIT NOHOHOHO!!" The poor birthday boy yelled, going crazy from the tickly feeling. "Come on, it's just a minute... don't tell me you can't handle it..." the ace teased, knowing very well how unbearable it was. The little puppy was still contributing with his playful licks and barking happily at the cheerful scene in front of him.

For Kuroko, that minute seemed to last forever until it eventually came to an end. "5... 4... 3... 2... 1... happy birthday!" The taller guy exclaimed as the last second of his friend's birthday ticked away.

After some breathing and a much needed glass of water, the three of them settled on the couch and were lucky enough to find an NBA match on tv. The game was really catching and the two friends were really satisfied, but when the interviews to the players began, Kagami felt a soft snoring sound and a weight dropping on his shoulder.

He slowly turned around to see the blue-haired boy asleep with his head on his shoulder. He chuckled, imagining how tired he could've been after the party and the "after-party".

Kuroko, on the other hand, smiled as he softly drifted off to dreamland with the puppy cuddled up close to him.

His birthday couldn't have ended better.

#kuroko no basket tickle #knb tickle #lee!kuroko #ticklish!kuroko #ler!kagami #ler!tetsuya 2 #tickle fic #gift from me ^_^#little ball of sunshine 🐻#thanks to mei for the amazing collaboration as well <333 #aaaahh you two are both so amazing 🥹😭

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faghubby · 11 months

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So much more

"Paul, do you like it?" She asked walking out of the bedroom in new sexy lingerie. I couldn't take my eyes off her. She wore a black set. The panties rode high as the thong drove deep in between her ass cheeks.while the lace bra so delicate allowed him to see her nipples thru it.

"You look amazing" I said. Before I could even move she added

"Good I am sure Tyrone will love it" she told me.

"Right" I mumbled.

"Don't be like that, your mom bought it for me" she laughed. "She is happy I found someone to satisfy me." I knew she was telling the truth. My mom loved me but also knew I was always submissive ever since I was a boy.

"Your mom said she made up your old room for the night so I can have alone time" Kelly told me.

"Kelly can't we" I started.

"I ask for one night alone and what you complain, I mean if you could satisfy at all. I would be happy to" she started bitching at me.

"I am sorry, baby you are right I will go pack a bag" I said interrupting her. She just smiled

"Thank you, sweety. I am sorry I yelled. I just need to get laid. And he is so much more" she said kissing me on the cheek. I packed a bag and went to my mother's

"Paulie, I am so glad Kelly found herself a lover, I get to see you more" she said kissing me hello.

"Mom, do you have to encourage her" I whined.

"Paulie, don't start, I am not surprised your father had a small dick and could never satisfy me either." My mother said as she set dinner on the table. I did miss mom's cooking I thought. As we ate my mom continued.

"So this Tyrone, have you seen his cock?" My mother smiled.

"No, I met him once when we went to that club" I told her."

"Sorry Paulie no more talk of Tyrone, I am just jealous of Kelly is all. It's been a long time since I had a black man"

I hadn't know my father. My mother had dated even married two other men while I grew up. But she had never been faithful to any of them. I had spent my teen years laying in bed listening to my mother moan and scream in pleasure.

"So grandchildren?" my mother asked as if this was a way of changing the subject.

"Mommy" I whined

"She doesn't let you inside her anymore does she?" My mother patted my hand.

"No, she plays with it for me" I told her.

"That's sweet of her, have that special cuddle time" my mother said making me feel better about it.

"Well Kelly can still give me grandchildren" she told me. I was a bit confused

"They will be yours even if you didn't father them" my mother explained. I helped her do the dished.

"Its good to show Kelly how all the other ways you can help her. Like doing the dishes, you know taking on more responsibility around the house." My mother explained " Husband's have more duties then that in the bedroom"

We spent the rest of night watching TV and folding my mother's laundry. She taught me how to fold things correctly. She took great care in showing me how to fold her intimate things. I finally decided to head to bed, my room had not changed since I had moved out. I put on my Pajamas and was in bed when my mother knocked.

"Came to tuck you in" she kissed me on the cheek. " I haven't changed a thing since you moved out" she told me. "That includes" she reached under the corner of the mattress and pulled out an old pair of her panties. I had taken years ago.

"Just in case you want to change" she said dropping them on my chest as she left. Ten minutes later I get a text from Kelly saying goodnight she includes a pic of her on her knees sucking a huge black cock. I can't take it and I reach inside my pj's and play with my 4 inch dick. I tale mom's old panties and rub myself with them. I work myself up even more. I get up and take off my pj's. And slide the panties on.

I lay on bed and rub myself. Until I cum in them. I fall asleep.

In the morning my mother wakes me.

"Come on making pancakes" she says.

"Be right there" I tell her. I rush to the bathroom and strip of the panties tossing them in the hamper. I come out in myPj's. As I eating my mother comes in annoyed.

"You can't just throw panties like these in the hamper. They need to be hand washed" my mother says dropping the panties in my lap.

I am totally embarrassed .

"Come I will show you how" she says pulling me to the laundry room. She shows me how to hand wash delicates. Grabbing one of her bras and stockings as well. She talks about stains. From blood. Even dried cum.

"This is a wonderful way to show Kelly you truly except her having lovers" my mother tells me. After I shower and get dressed heading home. After Kelly texted my mom saying Tyrone had left.

My mother gives me the panties as I am packing. She just puts them in my bag. With a big smile.

"I want to show you something" my mother said. She took me into her room. She pulled out a big black dildo.

"Mom, I dont"

"Just listen, I spoke to Kelly. This is how big Tyrone is. She handed me the toy. I held it in my hand. It seemed inhuman. It was 10 inches long and so thick I could close my hand around it.

"When you see Kelly remember this is what she needs" she kissed my forhead I just stood there and held the toy for a moment. Before I put it away and headed home.

Kelly was still in bed when I got home. I noticed her clothes thrown around the room.i started to pick them up. I found the lingerie she had showed me. I took it and went to hand wash them leaving Kelly in bed.

Kelly comes up behind me as I am cleaning her panties.

"How I am spoiled." Her hand wrapping around me. "Come cuddle with me." I stop and turn to follow her she is naked. As she goes to get in the bed I notice her pussy is red and swollen. She showed me on purpose I realize when she paused so I could see.

I go to get in bed.

"No fair you have clothes on" she pouts I stripped and climb in I smell him, his cologne his sweat. Kelly cuddles against ne her butt against my no hard dick. As she turns on the TV. She just aimlessly flips thru channels finally stopping on an old sitcom.

"Your mother told me everything" she said "would you like to wear my panties whenever I meet with Tyrone" she rubs her ass against my dick. I don't do anything.

"You don't like this position" Kelly says." I understand it's okay I can be the Alpha in this marriage. You would rather fall into another role wouldn't you? She spun around she was behind me now. As she held me she rubbed my nipples.

"I will make the money, support the family, be the male type figure you never had. "You can take care of the house, raise the children"

"You won't have to worry about failing to please me either. My pussy is so sore. Will you kissing for me" she said I moved down and she spread her legs. I kiss her gently. She pulls me back up to the position. And teases me more.

"Tyrone is coming back tonight, so I already talked to your mom she is expecting you for dinner" Kelly had me shower with her. As she got dressed she pulled out a pink baby doll nightie and matching panties. And gave them to me.

"Something to wear to bed tonight" she smiled. I was still rock hard as I stood there naked. Kelly grabbed a tape measure.

"You always say 4 inches" she smiled. "That's what I thought" Kelly giggled. I looked down. "3 and 1/2and less then 3/4 inch thick" she says

"If you can go a whole week without playing with it, I will give you a blowjob, would you like that" she teased. That was 3 months ago, I have yet to go more then three days without coming.

We are going to have a wonderful life together.

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writingintheshadowsforever · 2 years

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Natasha x Reader Magic part 5

Summary: Your relationship with Natasha is going perfect, and life couldn't get any better. That is until the hunters pay you a visit at one of your shows.

A/N: Fluff, Angst this is a longest one so far.

"Oh y/n it's time to get up sweetheart" a voice whispered in your ear making you whine and snuggle your face deeper into the pillow. Nat gave you a small smile watching you pull the cover up to your chin. She had been awake for almost an hour just laying next to you, and listening to you mumble in your sleep. She wondered if you knew that you were a sleep talker. But her phone started going off about ten minutes ago. It was Steve wanting a progress report on how things were going with you.

Natasha stopped writing official reports, and sending them to him a week ago. After realizing that her feelings for you weren't just a cover but were real. Eventually she would have too come clean and ask you to help find Wanda, and help the witch get a hold on her new abilities. But she wanted you to know that you were more to her than just a mission. Her phone let off a ping indicating someone texted her. It was no doubt Steve intending to annoy her until she replied letting him know she was on her way to the compound. Natasha let out a sigh this was your third night staying with her, and your first time sleeping in the bed with her.

She hated to have to wake you, but she had to get going plus you told the night before that. You had a lot of errands to run today before the show. Nat leaned down letting her lips graze your earlobe then moved on placing a small kiss on your cheek. The feeling of her lips lingered on every place that she kissed causing you to shiver in your sleep. It was when she started peppering kisses along your neck when you finally came to with a soft moan. "Wow can I be woken up like this everyday." You murmured rolling over onto your back.

Natasha pulled away to prop her head up on her elbow and gazed down at you still coming to fully. "Maybe one day."

That statement definitely brought you out of your groggy state as your eyes snapped to hers in surprise. While your feelings for her were stronger than the ones you had for anyone in your past. You still didn't know where the two of stood considering neither of you had defined the relationship yet. So it caught you off guard to hear her refer to your relationship with her in a future tense. Did she want to wake up to everyday someday?

She could tell the wheels in your head was turning to figure how serious she was, and honestly her words surprised her too. So she decided to change the topic instead of addressing it. Nat didn't want to start talking about the future until you knew everything. "Why did you show your powers? I mean it couldn't have been easy for you, and before whenever I mentioned your magic being real. You freaked out on me and gave me this look like I was out to get you or something." The question wasn't just to distract you from how serious things had got, but was one she wanted to ask for a while out of genuine curiosity.

"Well to be honest in the beginning I didn't trust you, and your question about my magic made me think you were like a secret agent. I know there are plenty of people in the world that doesn't care about hiding. How special they are but I do because I know that it isn't all sunshine and rainbows. When the whole world knows what you're really capable of. I mean yeah the Avengers made it look easy and fun, but look how so many people have turned against them after Ultron."

Natasha was during her best to remain stoic when you brought up the Avengers, and before she could find the urge to look away. Your hand came up to caress her cheek.

You noticed the slightest change in her behavior when you dropped Ultron's name, and figured that maybe she lost someone to him. The robot did destroy an entire country killing thousands. "Not to mention organizations like Shield and Hydra who like to take advantage of people like me, and even torture and experiment on them. So yeah I was a bit wary of you, but then you saved me that night. I figured if you were an evil super spy you would've took me to your secret base, and I would've woken up in a cage, or tied down to a table. But I didn't you took to your home not knowing if you could truly trust me, and took care of me. You took a chance on me so I decided it was only fair to take one you to."

You leaned your head up to place a quick kiss on her lips that ended way too soon for her. "And it worked out because now we are here together, and my gamble worked I know I can trust you."

Natasha has never in her life wanted to run away from someone and a mission. As much as she did right now in this moment with you after hearing that cursed line leave your mouth. Instead she replied with "I'm glad you know that now." Before leaning down to capture your lips in a fiery kiss your other hand moving to the back of her neck. It was her phone going off again reminding her why she woke you up. In the first place that had her pulling away from you again.

You chased her lips kissing along the side of her mouth. When she turned her head to the side "I actually do have somewhere to be today. My boss is demanding my presence in the office says that it's not good for me to get use to working from home."

"Your boss sucks why don't you quit and come be my cute assistant. I've always wanted one" you panted laying back down with a smirk. "I will definitely take better care of you."

"Oh please we both know it would be me taking care of you, plus there is no way I can be your assistant." She leaned down putting her mouth to your ear to whisper the next part "I'm always in charge sweetheart." Then Natasha was out of the bed heading to the bathroom before you could react.

You let out a groan blushing furiously not believing she outplayed your flirting game again. After a quick shower and getting dressed Natasha finally came out of the bathroom.

"It's all yours if you want to freshen up here I'm probably going to be gone till late tonight. But if you want to get lunch around five or six just shoot me a quick text." She tossed a key onto the bed next to you. "That is my spare you can use it while you're staying here."

You just nodded taking the key into your hand not believing how natural all this seemed. Nat came over to give you a quick kiss on the cheek, and then she was walking out of the room. You waited for the sound of the door slamming shut before you climbed out of bed.

A Couple of Hours Later

You left the apartment about thirty minutes after Natasha, and headed out into the city to do some apartment hunting. It really did suck to lose your last spot the rent wasn't too overpriced, and the landlord didn't question rather or not you could afford it with your profession. Even though you were a well known street performing magician some apartment owners still didn't want to rent to you. Because it seemed like such an unsteady job that couldn't pay well all the time. You were tempted to just use your magic to get a new place, but didn't feel like faking all the paperwork. That could be time consuming and if you missed one small detail. It could come back and screw you big time which is why you wanted to do it the right way.

In the end you paid a visit to four different apartment buildings, and struck out with all of them. Before you called it quits too go to a bakery for quick bite before your show. You wait to see what time you got done with the show, and then text Natasha about lunch. You were kind of nervous at the prospect at being at her place alone for too long. What would you do to occupy yourself till she got there? Would it feel weird considering both of you dodged the conservation of your relationship this morning? Lucky for you that in a few minutes you would no longer have to think about it. The show was two minutes out from starting, and the crowd was fully gathered.

You were planning on making a spectacular entrance by literally coming down from the sky with shining lights surrounding you. But then something just felt off about the whole situation, and you found yourself walking out onto the stage. With no flashy trick to woo the crowd who watched in disappointment and confusion. Your eyes scanned the crowd desperately trying to find what was wrong. The hairs on the back of your neck were standing up, and you could hear your mother's voice in your head. "Stay alert and be safe my child." The frustration was starting to build up when a mysterious man in the back of the crowd tipped his hat upward. So you could see his face and when the two of you made eye contact. Your hands literally caught fire making the crowd clap and cheer just a bit.

But your attention was on the man as he smirked enjoying your discomfort. This was your show and these were your people. He would not under any circumstances invade this part of your life, and take it away from you. Your hands lifted up into the air and a stream of fire shot out them into the sky. The flames began to take shape until it formed a very angry looking dragon, and the creature flew even higher into the skill before bursting into smaller flames. The crowd was roaring as the flames died down along with your steaming temper.

"That's it for the show everyone I came today to announce I will be taking a small break. There won't be anymore shows for the rest of this week. I'm sorry this is so last minute I have family affairs to take care of." You announced not having to speak to loudly as the cheers calmed down. Some of your fans looked upset while others just nodded in understanding.

You didn't wait for the crowd to disperse today before stalking off knowing the old man would follow. You led him a good distance away from the street the show was being held, and into a well-populated park. But no one was paying any attention to you which was a good thing. Because as soon as he took a seat beside you on the park bench a tree branch wrapped around his neck from behind and yanked him backwards hard. His hands immediately flew to his neck scratching at the branch probably embedding splinters into his fingernails with. How desperate his movements were, and when the tree branch's grip got tighter. The man let out a strangled cry as his air supply was finally cutoff for good. His legs began kicking at the ground you casted an invisibility spell then a soundproof one as a jogger slowed down.

"No one can see or hear you but calm down really it's pathetic how desperate you are acting right now. After attempting to show dominance by showing up at my show like that. Did you really think I would be scared of you." You said finally releasing the hold on his neck with a wave of your hand. The tree branch retracted and he slumped forward coughing.

It took him a minute to get some air back into his lungs, but then all the desperation was gone. He turned to you with that same smirk "Oh darling I would've been more impressed if you finished me, but I'll admit you are certainly more feisty than most of my targets. And of course you weren't afraid of me but you were afraid of your fans. It's interesting to see how much you care for those people you didn't want them to get caught in the crossfire."

"Bullshit you wouldn't of done anything to hurt innocent people you're a witch hunter not a cold-blooded killer."

"True but sometimes casualties can't be helped especially when the human is so foolish to stand in the way of me and the witch. Do you think your fans will die for you? Do you want to find out, or better yet how about that precious redheaded friend of yours? She seems pretty special." His smirk grew as he realized he struck a nerve as you leapt to your feet. A dagger appearing in your hand a gun was already focused on your head. Before you could move and then with one word. The invisibility and soundproof spell was dropped throwing both of you back into the view of the people.

The old man let out a sigh "You're quick and smart that's going to make this a bit more challenging. He tucked his gun back into his pocket and relaxed leaning back on the bench.

You let the dagger disappear but refused to sit back down. "I'm assuming you don't want to drag out the inevitable any longer than I do."

"No I don't I do have other witches to hunt. One just awakened a tremendous amount of power and needs to be put down soon. Before she learns to control it and becomes even more of a problem. So how about we agree to an old-fashioned showdown at sundown?"

You gritted your teeth hearing him speak so casually of killing someone else. There was no way you could let him make it past you this would end tonight. "Sounds perfect how about the abandoned office building across the street from my place. It gives your lackeys enough space to hide after they watch me burn you to a crisp."

"Or the opportunity to sneak up and deliver the killing blow darling." He shot back not fazed at all by your threat. "By the way my name is Rick you should know the name of the man that is going to kill you."

"Y/N Farrington but you already know that don't you."

Rick gave you no reply as he finally stood up dusting off his jacket. There was a red welt wrapped around his neck, and that made you smirk. "Don't be late or I will pay you a visit at your lady friend place." With those words he walked away leaving you to fume.

The Compound

"Its time to bring her in Natasha we can't wait any longer." Steve yelled slamming his hand on the table. It was strong enough to withstand the blow but a small crack did appear where his fist made contact.

"Just give me a little more time Rogers" Nat shot back leaning up against the kitchen island.

"A little bit more time what play house with her. This illusion has to come to an end at some point don't you think. How far does it go? How much longer will you play with her feelings?"

"Watch it Steve I'm not playing with her I actually car-" Nat cut herself off looking away as she realized what she was about to confess to.

Steve paused not wanting to say the wrong thing when she was being so vulnerable with him. It was obvious she wasn't use to this and didn't know what to do with these feelings. He walked over to stand next to her "its okay to like her I'm pretty sure she's great, but we still do need her. You can't keep putting off telling her the truth especially if she might be in danger herself. What if something happens to her while you're not around. Then you'll hate yourself for not bringing her any sooner."

Natasha knew what he was saying was true, and being reminded that you were keeping a dangerous secret. In an attempt to protect her made her realize that it was time to come clean.

"I know you're scared of the outcome of all this but if what the two of you have is real. Then nothing will come between that as long as you're honest with her."

Before she could open her mouth to reply orange sparks began to appear in the middle of the kitchen. Both Avengers jumped took fighting stances as a portal opened up to reveal a worried Stephen Strange.

"Where is y/n? Do you have eyes on her right now?" He asked not bothering to step out into the room.

Natasha and Steve looked at each other confused then turned to the sorcerer with a frown. It was Nat who spoke up "she's in the city but why are you looking for her?"

"Because an unforeseen confession has changed my view on things, and I feel like something is off. I need to find her right now she could be in danger."

Natasha looked at Steve who gave her a nod and then she was jumping through the portal.

"I'm coming with you."

The Abandoned Office Building

You were on the third floor of the building chilling in a office chair. It was somehow still comfortable even though it was no doubt a couple of years old. It was currently eight 'o' clock the sun had gone down just thirty minutes ago. But still the old man was a no show or maybe he was but was to busy trying set a trap for you. No matter you were gone to end this in a matter of seconds. The lackeys would be spared if they had enough sense to run.

Boredom was starting to set in as you jumped to your feet ready to go and look for Rick. That was when a shadow illuminated by the moonlight caught your eye, and you turned around to see one o the younger men standing in the doorway leading to the hallway. "Its about time you showed I was starting to think you guys chickened out."

"Really because we can say the same thing about you. Why you hiding all the way up here witch? I mean if you're so strong and confident why not meet on the first floor?" He said smirking but you saw no weapons in his hand.

"If that's where Rick wants to do this thing I'll be glad to go down, but I want to have some fun now." with that you threw out your arms releasing a wave of fire that went barreling towards the young man. He disappeared from sight the sound of his footsteps could be heard as he ran down the hallway. You knew he was headed towards the staircase and teleported to the middle of the stairwell. He was flying down the stairs taking them two at a time. Somehow he missed you to the last second then it was too late. He grabbed the metal railing trying to slowdown, and you gripped muttering an spell that sent a current of electricity shooting through the metal. His body convulsed as the electricity ran through him. The young man dropped to the floor unconscious.

Whistling a tune you decided to walk the rest of the way to the first floor. Give Rick a little time to squirm and wonder what happened to his sidekick. The young man was still alive but would be out for awhile. He was probably just a distraction and the other one was probably hiding out. Indeed waiting for his moment of truth to sneak attack you.

You arrived on the first floor to find Rick waiting right at the front door entrance. He was wielding a silver staff in one hand, and his posture was relaxed. "One of your guys is out where is the other one?"

He looked at up finally noticing your presence "He's making this a fair fight."

Before you could take in what his words really meant the whole floor was lit up from all directions. Then there was a searing pain in your left side the other apprentice had snuck up and sliced your hip. You let out a cry of pain one of your hands going to your side to cover the wound, and the other pointed towards him. As you attempted to pull him in with your telekinesis but nothing happened. With a frustrated growl you made a waving motion trying it again. He just stood there holding his bloody knife with a huge grin on his face. "Boss it looked like it worked she can't do magic."

Your eyes widened in fear and you finally took in where exactly the light was coming from. Runes had been draw all around on the walls and ceiling and they were runes that canceled out your magic. But how they would need a witch to activate them.

"If only we could rid her of magic for good then we wouldn't have to do this boy." Rick said then turned his sight onto you smirking at your obvious fear. "That's right darling we have a witch on hand nearby it took a bit of torture and brainwashing. But eventually he decided to comply with our needs for her. You could've been one of them but like my new target you're way too much of threat to leave alive."

You glared at him but caught the other man making another swing for out of the corner of your eye. You moved to the side just in time dodging his knife. He followed your movements swinging his knife erratically. It was because of that you were able to block his knife mid-swing, and smashed your forehead into his. He cried out in pain stumbling back you were ready to throw a harsh right hook, and knock him out.

When something hard slammed into the back of your head causing dark spots to appear in your vision. As the blow made you fall on all fours a harsh kick to the stomach made your body roll over. So you were laid out on your back coughing violently as the air left your lungs. Rick stood over you holding his staff at an odd angle. The end of it was pointed directly at your heart a sickening feeling overcame you when his intentions became clear.

"Its really is a shame to have to kill you like we could've had so much fun, and you would've made a find hunter dear." He said ready to bring the staff down, but just before he could an orange whip sparking with energy wrapped around his arm. Out of nowhere making him look up that was all you needed. Your foot came up and kicked him right between the legs. That move did not fail you Rick clutched his legs together, and his grip on the staff loosened till it fell to the floor.

You rolled onto your feet still holding onto your bleeding side. Your balance was wobbly which didn't surprise the old man probably gave you a concussion. You needed to break these runes while he was distracted all you had to do was find the master rune. The one that was holding the entire spell together your eyes scanned the room frantically as. Rick fought with your mysterious savior in the background while you were curious. Your need to get access to your magic back was stronger. Your eyes fell upon the master rune in the center of the floor you started to stumble your way over to it.

A body slammed into yours and both of you flew to the side crashing into an old desk that held. This furniture was really strong to be so old you thought as the younger man pushed you back onto the desk. His hand wrapped around your neck only choking you slightly as he held his knife up. His blade glistened in the moonlight you reached for desperately trying to get a hit in.

"This is over darling" he snarled and brought his knife down. But then his body was convulsing as a blue sparks shone behind him. The knife clattered onto the desk next to your head as his body fell over the side to reveal his assailant. You blinked twice as you took the person in. Because this had to be a mistake somehow there is no way she could be here.

Natasha stood in front of you dressed in a black skin suit armed with two electric batons. She quickly tucked them into the holsters moving to pull you up. "Y/N hey its okay we're here you're safe now" she was cupping your cheek. While you still tried to figure what was going on because nothing was making sense. Her hand moved to your side and came away with blood.

"Shit you're bleeding hold on I got some bandages." It was when she reached behind her that's when you came to and started pushing her away.

"What the hell are you doing here" You growled pulling your arms out of her grasp. Nat was trying to fend you off by holding your arms down. You scrambled back onto the desk desperate to get away.

"Y/N calm down you can trust me I just saved you" she tried

"No I can't I was right why are you dressed like that? How did you know I was here.?" You shouted falling back onto the floor hissing in pain, but the adrenaline pumping through veins was enough for you to ignore. All of your wounds and you climbed to your feet ready to make a run for it.

"She is an Avenger y/n and I'm the one who found you. Natasha here just tagged along." a new voice said as a figure appeared over you levitating.

You glanced up to see Doctor Strange looking down at you. That was it you snapped "What the hell is going on?"

This time it was Natasha who answered your question "I'm the Black Widow and the Avengers needed a witch, because a member of our team recently found out she was one. When she awakened some new powers but she doesn't know how to control them yet. So Stephen got me your last name and I used that too find you. In hopes that you could help our friend, but I needed to confirm you were a real witch. After you showed me your powers I wanted you to trust me and know that the Avengers wouldn't hurt or out you. Before telling you the truth." She swore her heart broke more and more with each word.

Realization set in for you and tears started to swell up in your eyes. "I was a mission to you" were the only words that left your mouth.

"No y/n I mean that's how it started out but once I met you. Things changed my feelings were real from the start none of that was faked." Natasha insisted approaching you slowly.

"How the hell am I supposed to believe that?" You cried flinching back when she held out her arms. Your body was tired and weak but there was no way you were going to let her hold you.

"Because I came here when I found out you were in danger, I let you stay with me because I knew something was up. Y/N I've been doing my best to protect you."

"Because I was asset that the Avengers not because you cared don't lie to me. Why are you here?" You yelled not turning your attention onto Dr.Strange

He lowered himself till his feet touched the floor "I'm here because your mother showed up at my home. I recognized her from a past one night stand long ago she told me how she was Farrington witch, and that hunters were in town for her stubborn daughter who wouldn't heed her warnings. Then she proceeded to tell me it was my responsibility to look after you. Because I'm your father and at first I was skeptical, but a DNA test cleared things up. That's why I'm here" his voice never wavered as he told his story. His tone was steady and firm you knew he wasn't lying.

Your whole world was coming down on you as bomb after bomb kept getting dropped. Your vision was swarming and you realized that you were still bleeding. Finally fatigue took over and you passed over Stephen caught you in his arms. Natasha was standing beside him in seconds with a worried look on her face.

"I can take her back to the compound and Dr.Cho can heal that" she told him.

He raised an eyebrow at her "Natasha I'm pretty sure my magic is capable of healing my daughter."

She frowned at his use of the word daughter. "Don't start acting like the overprotective father when you just found out about her, and didn't even want anything to do with finding her in the beginning."

"Don't talk about me as if I'm heartless man who doesn't care about anyone. It's not my fault that I didn't know about her I was different man when I met her mother, and she decided to keep y/n a secret. Plus you have no room to talk considering she was only a mission to you in the beginning. If you can learn to love her in such a small amount of time so can I."

Natasha opened her mouth to argue about the love part but Stephen held up hand to stop her. "You love her and you know it which is why it killed you to have tell her the truth like this. Its safe to say she's going to need time Natasha just let me take her take to. The Sanctorum give her a few days to rest then I'll deliver her to you and Steve to discuss helping Wanda."

Natasha didn't like the thought of leaving you alone with nothing but this as your last memory of her. But the look of betrayal on you face was embedded in her mind. You would probably freakout if you woke up in the compound with her sitting next to you. Plus Stephen could definitely heal you faster. "Fine take her I'll catch Steve up." with that she turned away from him ready to call a clean up crew.

"Natasha" Stephen called out waiting for her to look at him before speaking. "Everything will be okay just give her time this is a lot for her to come to terms with."

Natasha nodded watching him open a portal and step through it with you in his arms. She would gain your trust again she had to.

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𝙰 𝙳𝚎𝚋𝚝 𝚃𝚘 𝙿𝚊𝚢

Pairings: Bokuto x Fem Reader x Akaashi

Warnings: Hardcore Smut and triggering themes please read at your own discretion. This is just a work of fiction and is not encouraged in anyway whatsoever.

themes: Non-con, Kidnapping, Drugging, Gunplay, Orgasm control/denial, Edging, Cuffs, , Creampie, Cunnilingus, Voyeurism, Masturbation, Blowjob, Threesome, Face Fucking, Penetrative Sex, Mentions of Stalking and Yandere.

A/n: Heyaaa so basically this is in collaboration with the Church of Meian theme of May-mafia/Mayfia. Its my first collaboration and my first time posting smut, hope yall enjoy!! Please make sure to check out the amazing art and stories posted by the lovely people in our little church and give them some love, the link is at the end of the story!! Also special thanks to @kinsurou, @murdereddaydreams and @vanille--kiss for helping me and supporting me through everything. Love you soo muchoo my little ohana

A heavy sigh escaped your lips as you glanced over to the stacks of paperwork you still had to go through. The daunting pileup that only increases every hour. You sighed again as you thumped your head onto the desk,frail arms just barely cushioning the blow. While staring blankly at your own feet, you spied the wastepaper basket sitting near, completely empty apart from a few used sugar sachets and soggy teabags.

Your eyes flit towards the pile of files again and you couldn't help but wonder what would happen if a few papers landed in the trash can, accidentally, of course. You contemplated for a few more seconds, before you shuddered as you imagined familiar cat-like eyes flit across your vision. You didn't want to really know what would happen if he found out about it, did you?

The minx-like golden eyes flashed once again in your mind as you recalled the fateful day. The day from which everything spiralled downhill.

If only, if only your family hadn't gotten into trouble with the Nekoma clan, things would be different. But no, they had to take a loan and fall into the mercy of Nekoma…

But at least you got off easy, you thought as you cradled your head. At least you and your family didn't suffer the same fate as the others. You were thankful to the head of the Nekoma for giving you the opportunity of paying off the debt through work, instead of the usual means. A shudder ran through your spine as you thought of the stories you've heard, of what happened to the other people who owed the clan money.

A heavy Bam shook you from your stupor as your head jerked up to stare at the new batch of files that had been banged onto the stack. You shook your head to clear your thoughts as you reached for the first file of the batch. It would be better to just get to it and finish it before the end of the day. That's when you noticed the little photograph that slipped out on the floor and you bent to pick it up.

There were four guys in the frame, two of them being the focus of the shot, with goofy big smiles and arms draped around each other, though there was a big red circle drawn around the one with owlish silver hair, the ink of the marker recent enough to smudge a little. The other two guys looked like they were not meant to be in the picture, but oddly that fact only made it so much better.

One with blonde highlights stood grimacing in the background while the other guy's face was barely visible, his body half turned and blurry as if someone had called out to him at the last moment when the picture was being taken.

Overall it looked like a fun bunch of friends but you wondered why there was a circle drawn around one of them. You flipped the picture, curiosity getting the best of you. Finding only a date written you turn the picture again, choosing to focus on the people in there.

“T-these are the next in-line heirs to the Nekoma clan” you whisper lowly to yourself. They were the ones who were supposed to take over in the coming years and were your current bosses. You couldn't wrap your head as to what this was doing in your file. You were given only the most basic work to handle as their secretary, numbers to jot down, business meetings to book and take note of the expenses and make detailed reports about meetings they attend. Maybe this slipped in by mistake somehow ??

You centered in on the person grimacing and the one with bed-hair; cogs turn in your brain as you wondered why these two individuals seemed so similar before something dawns on you and an audible gasp leaves your lips as the picture dropped onto your lap.

With trembling hands you shoved the picture back into the file and hide it at the bottom of the stack, maybe this was a file that was not supposed to be in your hands, fuck fuck fuck. Your eyes skim the room to watch out for anyone observing you. These guys didn't trust you enough to give you such things, so obviously it was misplaced and dumped into your paperwork by accident.

You suddenly noticed Lev jogging towards you and your whole body tensed as he approached. You pretended to work on the other files that were scattered around on your desk, typing random words and numbers into the excel sheet, your gaze was strongly focused on your screen yet everything was blurry. If Lev were to take a peek as to what you were doing at this moment, he would realise that what you were typing was utter bullshit.

“Ah, you remember the stack of files and papers that I just placed here?” He pointed his finger to the stack of papers that still lay stagnant there.

“Yes sir? What can I do for you t-today?” You kicked yourself under the desk for how weird you sounded in the moment, but lucky for you he was in a hurry so he didn't pay much mind to you.

“Can you give those back to me? I think there were five bunches of them, I think I gave you the wrong ones,” he rubbed the back of his head as his voice took an almost sheepish tone by the end.

Without saying anything in return you just nod stiffly before taking the first four files, slowly sneaking in the file that you shoved at the bottom, you softly banged them against the table as if to align them before giving them to him with a small smile.

“Hey Y/n?” Lev called out to you after he cleared his throat. You slowly turned your head towards him trying your best to act innocent as if you hadn't just seen a picture of the mafia head with his friends.

A light pink blush clouded his face as he clumsily took the files from you, bowing a little before he scurries off to give those files to whoever he was supposed to give them to in the first place.

You let out a deep exhale of relief, slumping further into the chair as he turns a corner and goes out of sight. Your phone suddenly buzzes and you yelp as your body jolts upright from the chair, you relax visibly when you notice that it was only a reminder that you had kept on your phone signalling the end of your shift.

Dropping it back onto the table with a clatter you stretched yourself in the chair, a smile gracing your lips as you collect your things to head home, deciding to stop at the grocery store to make a big dinner for the family today, just to relax your mind and console yourself that everything was alright, that you wouldn't be killed for seeing confidential information. It was just a picture, you thought, yeap just a picture that could possibly be a kill target, fuck did you get involved in a crime? You pinched your arm as you walked out of the office, shaking your head of all the negative thoughts.

The keys jingled as you struggled to slide the key into the lock with two grocery bags in hand, the atmosphere eerily silent as you entered the house, you called out for your mom and dad, followed by a soft “tadaima” only to receive no response in return.

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You laughed as you remember that a few days ago your dad tried to make dinner and ended up breaking your mom's favourite ceramic pot while removing one of the pans. She has been so mad at the time that she took a vow to not cook until your dad got her a similar ceramic pot if not a better one.

You entered the living room to find it completely empty, and chill ran down your spine, where were your mom and dad? You walked toward the fridge and suddenly everything made sense when you saw the small sticky note with a haste scribble that said that your parents had gone out at the last minute for a makeup dinner, decorated with a small smiley in the end.

With a broad smile plastered on your lips you placed both the grocery bags on the counter, humming softly to yourself as you removed the items from within the bags. From the corner of your eye you suddenly notice a shadow cross and your body goes rigid. Your hand slowly inched forward before curling around the handle of a pan nearby when a tingling feeling rises up your spine, signalling someone’s approach.

In the room filled with soft rays of evening light you stand ominously still, breath bated as you tighten your clammy grasp, knuckles turning white, cold beads of sweat running down the side of your face. You backhand swung the pan the moment you see a slight shadow come up behind you, but your actions were stopped midway as you were pushed head first onto the counter, your hand with the pan being banged harshly against the cold surface of the marble, forcing you to let go of the pan. The person behind you used their body weight to keep you pinned to the counter as you trash around, trying your best to get hold of any object you can use to defend yourself.

Just as you get your right hand free from under the person’s weight, you feel a pinch on your shoulder and suddenly your body starts losing its strength,eyelids getting heavier and your vision turning blurry. As a last attempt you tried to scream out for help, but the moment you open your mouth a gloved hand clamps down on your lips and you try to trash around, only for him to lean his weight further on you, knocking the air out of your lungs.

Right before you passed out, you faintly heard a phone buzzing and for a second you wondered if it's yours. You fought to stay awake as the man still kept you pinned against the counter, shuffling behind you before a small beep followed by a smooth soft voice reached your ears.

“ I have her Bokuto-san”

That was the last thing you witnessed before losing control over your senses and everything went dark.

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You woke up to a cold concrete floor, a dull throb sitting in the back of your head as you grunted softly, your vision confiscated by a blindfold. The place where you were injected felt like it was on fire, limbs feeling heavy and…

You tried shifting your arms but all you could hear was the clang of metal against the concrete. You tried moving your feet but they were seized with cuffs which were attached to metal chains rooted firmly into the floor. You pushed yourself up onto your knees, only to be pulled back by the chains hooked on cuffs around your wrists, the rattling sound echoing loudly throughout the room along with a disgruntled sob. You held your breath in fear, hoping that no one was around to hear it. The room fell utterly silent as you tried your best to hear for any footsteps, only to be greeted by a soft hum of jazz, barely thrumming in through the walls.

You wanted to cry, scream, trash around, but there you laid, frozen in fear, trying your best to not make a single sound, making it seem like you were still unconscious. You were just delaying the inevitable, buying as much time as you could; you didn't have a single clue as to what you had done to be in such a situation, if it was about the loan, weren't you already paying it off by working? Or did they get tired of waiting?

But hadn’t you walked the perfect line with your job? you didn't have a single complaint from your superiors and your colleagues commended you on it, because it seems that they weren't compatible with just anyone and most of them didn't survive beyond the second week. So why were you here then? Was it the–

Your thoughts were cut short as you heard keys chime on the other side of the door and you froze in your spot, trying your best to pretend that you weren’t awake just a moment ago, tugging on your restraints.

You slowed down your breathing, evening it out just as the door opens, its hinges creaking loudly as you hear a chorus of footsteps pad through the room. But your little act of being asleep was immediately cut short as a bucket of ice cold water was thrown over your body making you jolt upright in shock, gasping and shuddering at the sudden overwhelming sensation.

“Looks like the little kitten is awake now! Let’s get this over with, shall we?” A deep voice boomed throughout the room, and you cower back a little, chains clanking along with you.

“Akaashi, remove her restraints but keep the cuffs on her hands.” The same authoritative voice commands and soon you feel a presence behind you, undoing your chains.

Your shivering body only trembled more as you felt fingers graze your calves and back, your now damp blindfold only serving to rile on your fears. You didn’t shift from your position when you felt the weight drop from your hands and legs, too scared to do anything. Your mind ran a million miles per minute, barging through your brain with various emotions and thoughts, but yet you feel blank as a chair scrapes loudly against the floor, placed in front of you.

A hand hooks under your arm, pulling you to sit upright and a whimper leaves your lips in fright. You wanted to plead– heck even beg for mercy, cry a litany of apologies and offer anything up in exchange for your life, but your lips didn’t move a single inch, even though you were practically screaming from within. You choke on the silence that suffocates the room before a gentle finger traced the back of your neck and you suppressed the urge to shudder at the feeling, soon finding your blindfold falling to the floor. You squinted, trying to move away from the sudden bright light before coming face to face with the last face you expected to see, the supposed kill target, his golden orbs more brighter and fierce than you remembered, excitement dancing along his lashes.

“And what do we have here?” He leaned forward as he rested his elbows on his knees, his palms joined in front of him and a cunning smile plastered on his face. His eyes raked your form before looking at the man behind you, nodding at him before you heard the softest “Yes Bokuto-san” flow past you and your eyes widen when realise where you heard it before; you recollect to the voice you barely managed to hear before you were rendered unconscious and painful tears started to collect in the corner of your eyes as you tried to swallow the lump on your throat.

The guy now known as Akaashi brought something to the guy in front of you before going back to his earlier position behind you. Faint light glinted against the object and when you realised what it was, tears flowed down freely your cheeks as soft hiccups wrecked through your body.

“Aww honey, don’t be scared. All you need to do is answer all our questions truthfully and I won’t have to use this. Whaddya say hmm?” Bokuto cooed as he slid the gun against your cheek, before placing the barrel under your cheek and tipping your head upwards. Afraid, you closed your eyes before nodding meekly.

“That’s a good girl. See we won’t be having any problems then.” He says with childish enthusiasm in his voice as if it were just another game for him. Akaashi stood silent, his eyes never leaving your form, watching the way your nipples pebbled under the cool air, your shirt now almost transparent as droplets of water slid down your shivering form. Bokuto feigned a cough and Akaashi flits his gaze to him, immediately registering that Bokuto noticed him staring at you, his signature playful smile getting a little bit wider, a hidden intent written behind that smile.

“It’s time to pat her down, Akaashi.” Bokuto stated before turning to you, “Don’t worry hun, it's just a mandatory procedure.” The moment those words were said you were lifted off the ground and placed onto Bokuto's lap and a sob fell from your lips as you tried to get away from his hold, but that only spurred him on to wrap his hand around your waist firmly.

“Shush now little kitten, don’t worry, the more you struggle, the harder it will be.” He pulled you closer to his heated body, your back hitting his chiseled chest as you straddled him, making your pencil skirt bunch up, your cuffed hands uncomfortable as they get smushed at an odd angle between your back and his chest. You try to move forward because the burn was too much, but the hand on your waist only tightened, keeping you put, your legs kept secure behind his ankles.

“So tell me kitten what’s your name hmm??” He asked you while Akaashi kneeled down in front of you and started patting down your shoulders before his fingers found your buttons, relieving them from its reserves with ease; you looked down at Akaashi with unbelieving eyes, Bokuto’s question falling on deaf ears and that was your biggest mistake. His hand on your waist slid up to roughly grab one of your tits, pinching the nipple harshly and making you cry out in pure agony.

“I asked you something pet, I don’t like to repeat myself twice. Geddit? Now I'm going to ask you once more and that will be your last time. You hear me?” His voice was viciously low and threatening. You only nodded back in response, the sting still fresh on your skin. “ Use your words kitten” He commanded, and you choked out a broken “Y-yes.”

“Good girl. Now tell me what your name is, hmm?”

“ It’s Y-Y/n,” you managed to stutter out, chest heaving.

“That's a lovely name for a kitten! Well now, what is a pretty little thing like you doing in the Nekoma estate, hmm? What is your relationship with Kuroo and Kenma? Are you their fucktoy? Wouldn’t doubt if you were, you seem quite fun to play with” he whispered the last part as he grabbed your face, turning your head away from him. He brushed his nose against your neck, taking in your scent as hot puffs of air collided against your skin.

“I’m j-just a secretary, I have a debt to clear with them, t-that’s all. I’m not their- their- '' heat rushes to your cheeks as embarrassment and anger flowed through you as it dawned upon you what he really meant and you tried to pull away from Bokuto. “I don’t do anything of that sort! I don’t have that kind of relationship with them. I just arrange meetings and appointments, and other basic stuff, that’s it! Now let me go!” You spit the words out, anger boiling through your veins, but it soon turned ice cold with the next question, and you realise you fucked up… Big time.

“ Then you must know about the upcoming business meetings of Nekoma, right? That means you would know the location of Kuroo and Kenma? ” And the room once again went silent. In your fit of anger and defiance you didn’t even realise that Akaashi had slid your shirt up over your shoulders, sliding them down up to your cuff covered wrists and was now drawing your skirt down. You tried to wiggle your hips to hinder his movements but it only serves to his advantage as it slides down easier.

“Please l-let me go, I-I don’t know anything please!” You begged, voice turning desperate, you couldn’t give out information about the Nekoma clan or they would have your head for it. What about your family–

“You’re a smart little one aren’t you, you know they will hunt you down if you give me their information. But if you decide to tell me, I give you my word that no harm will come to you or your family, furthermore your debt will be repaid. And if you don’t, I could put a bullet through your head right now.” Bokuto said with a playful lift to his voice, bringing the gun up to your temple.

“ I really don’t remember! Please, I can’t recall w-with who it was.. Please don’t shoot!!” You sobbed out, mind going blank when the gun is placed to your temple, fear overwhelming your senses.

“Aw it was good knowing ya kitten, you would’ve made such a good pet.” He cocks the gun with a loud click finger at ease on the trigger while he places soft kisses on your neck, softly whispering against your skin, “ Sayonara–”

“KARASUNO!!” You screamed out the first thing you remembered right before he could pull the trigger. “It’s Karasuno, sometime in the middle of next week, in the Miyagi Prefecture.. That’s about all I know. Please, please let me go now, I’m begging you!!!”

He chuckled darkly right next to your ear and goosebumps rose all over your skin with adrenaline. You closed your tear filled eyes, sobs shaking through you. You wanted this to be a nightmare, a dream from which you would wake up any moment, but the cuffs digging into your wrists and warm hands searing into your skin said otherwise.

“Mmm you definitely deserve a reward for that, don’t you?” He licks a long stripe from the base of your neck to your ear before whispering those words. You shake your head violently, not wanting to spend another waking minute here but he completely ignores your signs of protest. Bokuto’s hand travels down your body till his hand reached your panties to cup your pussy, groaning when he hears a small whimper leave your lips at the contact. He tugged on your panties, a hiss leaving his lips when he noticed how sensitive your body was.

“Such a pretty kitten, Akaashi, why don't you reward her for me, yeah?” Bokuto said as he shifted your panties to the side, dipping his fingers into your folds before prying them apart, giving Akaashi a good view of your cunt. Akaashi took his lower lip between his teeth before swiping his tongue across it as he indulged himself with the sight of your glistening pussy.

“Go on ‘Kaashi, don’t you want a taste?” Bokuto questioned, his fingers circling your clit, before travelling to your entrance, he dipping two fingers inside before removing them and spreading them, your juices smeared all over them and he popped his fingers to his mouth, a low growl arising from his chest made you bite on your lip harshly. “Of course I do Bokuto-san.” And that was all Akaashi said before he hooked your legs over his shoulder and dived into your pussy, flattening his tongue against your entrance before dragging it upwards towards your clit, rubbing his tongue against it before sucking on it.

You moaned loudly as Akaashi kept slurping up the juices dripping from your hole, making sure to not let a single drop go by, while Bokuto unhooked your bra, sliding them up so he could see your perky little nipples just begging for attention. He uncocks the gun and hooks it on his waistband, after which his hands find purchase of your soft mounds, pressing each nipple inside with his forefinger before pinching them and rolling them between his fingers. He gave your nipples a few rough tugs just to hear your sweet voice more.

You’re too overwhelmed to do anything but mewl as Akaashi detached himself from your pussy, fingers tugging down your panties and pocketing the soaked fabric. He used his thumb to rub your nub while his tongue prods your entrance and you gasp, taking a shaky breath in. When he rubbed a certain spot at the entrance you threw your head back and Bokuto immediately wrapped his fingers around your throat, his grip firm as his lips hastily crashed onto yours, drinking in all your moans and whimpers. He continued to kiss you, your moaning making it easy to plunge his tongue into your mouth, the kiss so heated that it brought you right on the edge of tipping over.

Your legs shook uncontrollably, being just one flick away from falling over the edge when Akaashi pulled back and you breathed heavily, not wanting to show them that this affected you much, while you mourned the loss of such a sweet release. His face is smeared with your juices and he licks his lips as he uses the back of his sleeve to wipe off the excess. The corner of his mouth lifted as he looked at Bokuto and nodded at him as you whined at your stolen high. Bokuto broke the kiss and smiled at Akaashi wide enough to have the tops of his incisors seen, the feral intent in his eyes reminding you of the dangerous position you were in.

Your eyes widened when Akaashi abruptly stood up and slid his hands under your butt, fingers digging into the flesh of your ass as he picked you up from Bokuto’s lap and you yelped. Akaashi’s eyes were fixated on you the entire time you were in his arms, his eyes shifting from your eyes to your lips continuously while you squirm.

“P-please no, I-I don’t want to go any further please” you told Akaashi, eyes big and pleading, filled with fresh tears.

“It’s okay Doll, don’t worry, we won’t hurt you until you disobey. So be a good little pet for us alright?” He whispered against your ear as he placed you down on your wobbly legs with your back against the mahogany table behind. He cupped your face gently, thumb swiping across your trembling lips as he looked at you with pure adoration. If it were any other situation you might’ve even considered going out with this beautiful man; but here you were, held against your will, your body being used as per their whims and wishes and you couldn’t do a single thing about it, it made your stomach twist with hate and disgust knowing how weak you were.

Akaashi leaned in, softly pressing his lips against yours into the most sweetest and gentle kiss you’ve ever had. You were so lost in it that your mouth unconsciously granted him access when he licked your bottom lip, you immediately tasted yourself on his tongue. The way he explored your mouth made you moan, your pussy clenching over a single kiss, only coming to your senses when his fingers fiddled with the straps of your bra, unclasping them and you bit his lip in defiance when he pulled your bra off your body, the taste of iron now pooling on your tongue.

Akaashi pulled back when you bite his lip, raising an amused eyebrow at you. He couldn’t believe that you still had thought that you could say no to them, it was cute to him; luckily it wasn’t Bokuto-san or she would've gotten a punishment by now– Akaashi thought as blood dripped from his lip onto his chin.

“This kitten is still using her claws I see, quite feisty~” Bokuto chimed as he came behind Akaashi, watching the entire scene from the corner. You looked at both of them in shock when Bokuto turned Akaashi’s head and pulled him into a kiss, licking up the blood that was on his lips and groaning when he still tasted the remnants of your sweet juices on Akaashi’s tongue. Bokuto broke the kiss, his lips sliding down to Akaashi’s neck and chuckling against his skin as he remembers the day Akaashi first saw you.

Akaashi was so mesmerised by you, couldn’t stop talking about how beautiful you were and how he wanted you so badly. Akaashi mentioned you so many times that it had started to get on his nerves, sometimes he even moaned out your name when he was asleep. Bokuto finally snapped when Akaashi choked out your name as he came all over Bokuto’s hands pumping his shaft. And when Akaashi found out that you worked for Nekoma it was the perfect excuse he needed to bring you in and play with you, see what was so special about you. Akaashi insisted on getting you personally, not wanting anyone else to get their hands on you; he was possessive like that– Bokuto was brought out of his fazed stupor with your cute little mewls filling the room.

Akaashi had started marking up your neck, slurping bruises on your skin while his fingers played with your nipples.

“Kitten, why don't you put on a little show for us? Play with that pretty little cunt of yours, show us how you like it and maybe I’ll think about letting you go?” Bokuto said as his fingers rub circles on your hips soothingly. The prospect of getting out of here had you ready to do anything and you eagerly nod your head at the offer, maybe once they freed your hands you could try to escape too. But Bokuto seemed to know what you're thinking, because he turned you around and shoved your head onto the table, your toes barely grazing the floor as you struggled under the weight of his body on yours. He removes the gun from his waistband and places it on your neck.

“Don’t even think about doing anything funny, cause there won’t be a second chance~” He singed as his hips grinded into yours, his erection pressed against your ass and you gasped as you felt how big he was even through his pants. He lifted himself off you once you yelp out a “Yes” he slowly slid the gun down your back, smacking the barrel against your ass before going lower and rubbing the cool metal against your folds. You dug your nails into your palm to ground yourself as he continued to rub against your clit, teasing the little nub till the barrel was covered in your juices.

“Get on the table kitten, I want a perfect view of your pussy.” Bokuto stopped his ministrations as you struggle to get on the table, when you took too much time for his liking he shoved your other leg on top and smacked your ass, making you scream out, he rubbed his fingers over the red print that is visible as he growled out a ‘hurry up’. Akaashi on the other hand started uncuffing your hands, sliding the shirt that was stuck above your wrist along with your cuffs.

You were already on the verge of cumming earlier, so doing that once again wouldn’t take that long. You reached down your trembling fingers and started slowly circling your clit, you moaned as you started going faster, rubbing yourself just the way you had done dozens of times before.

“Don’t be shy, Doll. Stuff a few fingers up that sweet hole” Akaashi said as he unzips his pants, pumping his cock in his hand at the lewd sight of you playing with yourself. He had imagined you like this whenever he stroked his cock alone, but he didn’t know it would be so fucking hot.

“You heard him, use those fingers to stuff your hole, kitten.” Bokuto chimed in with Akaashi. You reached down further and slowly start to slide two fingers in and out of your pussy, moaning as you started feeling good, the base of your palm bumping against your clit. You started going faster, feeling yourself reach your high once again, your moans turned higher and higher in pitch. You were just about ot cum when Bokuto slaped your hand away from yourself, making you whine loudly when you were denied another high. It was starting to feel like torture, your thoughts were getting fuzzy and all you could think was how badly you wanted to cum.

“Doll if you wanna cum then you just gotta ask” Akaashi said softly as he rubs his fingers over your sensitive folds, making you buck into his hand. You almost didn’t care about anything anymore, the only thing on your mind was the need to cum, but there was a little shard of dignity that was left in you and it made you bite your tongue. Your anger and frustration of not getting to cum makes you a little bold.

“F-fuck y-you” you panted out with as much venom in your words as you could muster. Bokuto shook his head as a chuckle wrecked through his chest once again. You were certainly a fun thing to tease and play with, the way you refused to give up only served to pique his interest further. “Oh I certainly plan to kitten, I’m going fuck this pretty little cunt all night. Make you a pliant mess on my cock”

You heard the clink of a buckle being opened, noticing the gun placed on the table not too far from your reach and with your hands free, you tried to push yourself off the surface only to be held down by your neck. “Oh no you don’t Doll, I’ve waited an eternity to feel those lips on me” Akaashi remarked as he unbuttoned his pants with his free hand and slid down the zipper. “Now pull my cock out, pretty girl.” He slowly released the pressure on your neck, Bokuto smacked your ass when you didn't comply, his heavy hand stinging enough to have you immediately reach out, tugging on the waistband of the his pants.

Akaashi bit his lips as your fingers touched his cock, his hard member twitching at the contact. Not being able to control himself any further, Akaashi swooped down and pulled you in for a kiss while simultaneously Bokuto aligned his tip with your entrance. Akaashi pulled back, standing straight so that his cock was mere inches from your face. He removed his shirt before he gathered your hair in his hand and pulled you towards his member. You shook your head no, using one to keep you up while the other pushed on his waist.

But your attempts were futile as Bokuto slammed himself into you with one swift movement, making you scream at the stretch and Akaashi used that as an opportunity to shove his cock into your mouth, groaning when you gagged and sputtered on his length, still attempting to cry out. The sounds from your warm mouth made him shudder in pleasure.

Bokuto starrted slamming into you immediately, fucking into you with feral intensity and using you as his personal pocket pussy, each thrust pushed your mouth further on Akaashi’s cock.

“Nghh you're so fucking tight kitten, squeezing my dick so fucking good” Bokuto grunted out before placing both his hands on your hips, his fingers holding you tight enough to leave dark bruises and he used that at leverage to fuck into you faster, His fat cock stirring up your insides and hitting spots deep inside you that you didn't know you had, making you moan continuously on Akaashi's cock. Said man slowly started to buck his hips into your mouth, falling into a rhythm with Bokuto, once in a while pushing his cock deep enough that the tip hit the back of your throat.

The room echoed with muffled moans and low growls, squelching sounds filling the room. Both men fastened their pace, pulling and pushing back and forth, singing praises and defiling your body at the same time.

“Oh fuck d-Doll haa.. your mouth feels so good, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum!! And I want you to drink every drop of it” Akaashi keened as he kept moving his hips, he wrapped his hand around your throat, squeezing firmly till he felt the outline of his cock making you lightheaded. Akaashi watched as you rolled your watery eyes back in pleasure, choking and gagging on his cock, feeling his cock on your throat was the last strand and it pushed him off the edge and he gave a deep thrust cumming directly inside your throat, fingers still clutching your neck. He pulled out halfway, so that his cum spilled all over your tongue; shudders wrecked through his body as his thighs flexed till it burned, he pinched your nose as pulled out of you and clamped his other hand over your mouth so you had no other choice but to swallow, and once done he pulled you up as he climbed on the table as well.

You hung on Akaashi, hands hooked around his shoulders as Bokuto still kept pummelling into you, thighs slapping loudly against your ass. Akaashi kept kissing you, not leaving your body alone even for a second, biting and sucking on your lips or roaming along the length of your neck. His hands roamed all over your body before sliding between your folds, lithe fingers barely grazing your nub before forming a 'V' where Bokuto's cock enters you, spreading your folds. Your thighs trembled uncontrollably, body shivering, you would be laying flat against wood, had it not been for Akaashi holding you up, one hand wrapped around your waist.

Your mind was going crazy, you were so close to cumming but you just needed that little push, that little rub and nudge on your clit. The fact that Akaashi's fingers kept lightly brushing against it didn't help any further, you wanted to just cum, a dam waiting to be broken and you couldn't take it anymore.

“Please, please mmnnn j-just let me cum!!" You cried out, transgressing in the moment of pleasure.

“All you had to do was ask Doll” Akaashi murmured against your skin as his fingers slid up to your clit, rubbing refined, delicate circles around your sensitive nub and that was the final push that made you cum all around Bokuto's cock, pussy fluttering around his shaft, squeezing him tightly as an orgasm wrecked through you, compelling your body into a convulsing mess as a prayer of moans leave your lips, your toes curling till your feet hurt.

Your pussy clenched tightly around his shaft triggered Bokuto’s orgasm as well, his hips slowing their pace as he pumped deep strokes into your hole. And with a loud shivering groan against your ear, your pussy was filled with hot spurts of cum as he leaned his weight slightly on your limp body, his skin hot and sweaty against your own.

He placed a soft kiss on your back before pulling out of you, walking away to get something. During the time he’s gone Akaashi gently stroked your hair, while holding you in his warm embrace until Bokuto returned with something in his hand. Bokuto reached out and clicked it into place with alige fingers before smiling devilishly. You looked down, weak hand unconsciously reaching up to touch the item and you gasped, realizing it's a collar, and yanked on it to try and remove it. Hastily you reached behind hoping to find a buckle to release it, but instead you found a lock and turned towards Bokuto.

“D-didn’t you s-say you were going to let me go?” You asked, voice trembling with trepidation. While you were looking away Akaashi linked a leash to your collar, wrapped the excess length around his knuckles and handed it over to Bokuto. He yanked on your collar as he did so, forcefully bringing you closer as he offered Bokuto your leash with a heated kiss before Bokuto pulled away to look at you with a sickeningly sweet smile.

“Oh I said I’ll think about it, and I think I’m not done with you just yet kitten~”

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specialstay · 2 years

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Hold my hand - Bang Chan

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warnings: in the beginning pure fluff but very angsty in the end, mentions of anxiety

"Channie! We're 5 months together today!" you say happily and excited. You and chan can't meet often, he lives way to far away from you but you talked with your boss for about an hour, begging him to give you a few days off so you can meet you long distance boyfriend. Last night your train arrived and he picked you up from the train station, at home he had already put two mattress on the floor you you both can sleep next to eachother. "Yes I know baby, do you know what that means?" he asked you and everything seemed so special, like a moment you could never forget. "Well yes, that we have been together for 5 months now!" you say and put your head on his right shoulder. You both are still on the floor because you woke him up about 5 minutes ago. You made breakfast and immediately went back to bed with him so you could enjoy breakfast together.

This is your first relationship and you couldn't be more happier. It's a sunny day, you're laying next to your beloved boyfriend and you never wanna move again. "Yes ofcourse, but we should make it special. What about we go to the cinema and watch the new horror movie? Only if you're able to ofcourse" he asks quietly and his right hand is resting on your head, gently stroking your hair. He knows that you're struggling with going outside with a lot of people but for him you'd do anything. "I think I can do it as long as you're with me" you giggle, looking him in the eyes before giving him little peak on the lips.

A few hours had passed and it's 7pm now. Not long after breakfast you both got ready to go outside and just enjoy the weather and you were doing pretty good outside. No crying just a little bit of shaking but nothing you can't handle!

"C'mon, the movie is about to start!" you tell Chan who's currently looking at new clothes for you. "Look, these would suit you great!" he says while holding a pair of expensive underwear. "I can't afford these and you know that. Now please let's go" you say and grab his hand, but he's too stubborn. "I'll buy them for you!" "Please chan no, I'd feel bad" you say and get really frustrated. You don't wanna be late for the movie. "Alright, then it's gonna be a birthday present" he says.

"No please-" you try to say but he quickly pulls you into a kiss. You have no idea how he's doing this but even a little kiss from him feels like forever. He can show you how much he loves you with just one shirt kiss, or so you thought.

You were speechless, smiling from one eat to another in between expensive underwear. "That wasn't a no. But we have to go now" he smiles and within a few minutes youre already in the cinema, looking for your hall.

Both of you loved horror movies and you were sitting in the perfect seats to see everything, but something changed. You were holding hands and from time to time he just randomly squeezes my hand without looking away from the movie. "Are you okay?" you whispered and he just nodded, not looking away from the movie. You thought nothing too serious was going on, otherwise he would tell you, right?

He was different after the movie. He didn't talk much, nor was he holding your hand and you felt something weird in your chest. What is wrong with him? "Chan what's going on?" you ask him worried but he just said "nothing" and kept walking. It's almost 9pm now but you didn't go straight up home, you were walking through the streets with him, almost dying because of the feeling in your chest.

It was dark now, but not cold and the bad feeling in your chest is just getting worse. Until you arrive at his apartment but you stayed outside, sitting in a bench and looking at the stars.

"I have to tell you something..." he starts to speak and grabs your hand. "What is it babe?" you were still worried but you didn't wanna rush anything.

"I don't know how but..." he pauses and looks you in the eyes, now you can see that he's close to crying in front of you, something he had never done. "I feel so bad when someone says that I'm in a relationship" your heart broke. Everything you have dreamed about is gone now, the future you had planned with him, shaddered in pieces now. Your mouth fell open and you couldn't hold back the tears that are beginning to form in your eyes. It's like someone's strangling you from behind and you can't breathe. "W-what?" you just ask in complete disbelief. "Don't get me wrong y/n, I really really loved you. And I probably still love you! but I get..." he pauses again and changes his position so he's facing you. "I get anxious. Thinking about-" you cut him off "Commitment?" you ask and he got silent.

"I really don't know how to explain it. I can't live without you but it's eating me alive! I struggle to breathe and I don't wanna get up from bed. My mom thinks that you're the reason I feel that way, that you treat me wrong but that's not true. You were the best girlfriend I ever had and I'll never forget you. Again, i still love you but I can't be Ina relationship right now. I'm such an asshole and if you want I'll buy you a train ticket right now and I'll give you the money back you have already spend on being here. I just want you to be happy and I wanna be happy too. I think I have to focus on myself for a bit but I still wanna be friends with you! We've been friends before dating and I don't wanna loose you as a person, as a friend. All my friends like you and we have had such a great time together" with every word he' says your heart only breaks more. "How long?" you just ask and he understood the question. "About a month now" he quietly answers and you couldn't believe it. "But... after everything we have done today?" you ask him, visibly being in pain. "We had our first real date today, we went to see a movie, I went outside with you, walking through the city while my hands are shaking, we talked about moving together just a few days ago and you told me you wanted to marry me not too long ago" you were thinking out loud, not really expecting an answer from him.

"So it's over?" you ask under tears, just to be sure and he needed a few seconds before answering. "I-I don't know" he finally says and squeezes your hand but you hated it. After everything that happened today? Everything was perfect and on your 5 month anniversary? He told you that he loves you just a few hours ago. You both talked about moving in together just a few days ago.

He was still talking about how he feels and what he's planning on doing but you couldn't focus. All the memories you two have made come up in your mind and just make you cry more and more, it's string to hurt. "Chan, stop" you finally say. "You have my hand now" you squeeze it to show him that you're here. "and if you wanna stay together don't let go. If you wanna break up, you just have to let go of my hand" you say with tears rolling down in your face and that the part were he starts crying too, he didn't hold back and you couldn't decide what hurts the most right now. Seeing him like his, so vulnerable or the pain in your heart.

It was silent for about 10 minutes, 10 minutes who felt like 10 years but you felt his warm hand slowly going away from your hand. In disbelief you look down at your hand which was still laying on your lap, looking like his hand is about to grab your hand again and pull you close.

"I am so sorry y/n"

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natswritingz · 3 years

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Sexting next door / Sam x Reader

Note : This is my first fic in I don’t know how long, I tried my hardest so I really hope at least someone can enjoy this lol, also might be typos!

Words : 2.4k

Warnings : Sexting, exchanging pictures, dirty dirty talking, talk of oral/penetration/dry humping, swearing, lots of stuff.

The last week had been occupied with a hunt which ended with the three of you searching the woods for an old cemetery, laying all the buried souls to rest. Working with the Winchesters made the gigs easier. You found some joy in their presence, especially around Sammy.

You guys obviously had crushed on eachother, Sammy made the most moves while you took them as innocent jokes. You just didn't want to complicate anything for anyone.

You all had just got back to the motel, while the brothers shared a room like always, you got your own right next door. Your phone sat next to you as you pried off your dirt caked boots, hidden graveyards were something else. The device chimed with Sams assigned ringtone, you grabbed it in eagerness.

"You get settled in?"

You smiled at the text, he knew how to make you feel special even if it's a simple check in. You struggled with a response that sounded natural, typing then deleting, you finally wrote one and went with it.

"Yeah, just got the boots off lol"

"Are you getting anything good on the tv?"

"Nope, nothing"

That was a lie, you haven't even looked at the tv yet, but he didn't know that. You began unbuttoning your grimy top, feeling the cool air nip at your skin while the material still hung on your shoulders. You bit your lip as you typed another text to follow your previous one.

"Finally getting out of these clothes too"

You locked your phone quickly with embarrassment, you couldn't believe what you just sent. He was your friend, but the entire day he had been constantly flirting which made the temptation even harder to resist. The phone chimed after what felt like ages.

"Me too, I was able to get the shower first"

You read the text through squinted eyes, terrified to read his response with fully opened eyes. Your mind trailed to the image of him without anything on, the warm water running down his toned body, it made your heart race.

"Just about to get in"

You nervously pulled at your lip while intently watching the screen.

"Maybe I should hop in too, hot water sounds amazing right now"

"Do it, I'll keep you company ;)"

The wink confirmed it. He was leaving an opening for you to accept or decline before pursuing anything more.

"I'm taking off my clothes right now, what are you doing?"

"Turning the shower on, already undressed"

"I wish I could see that"

He opened it and hasn't responded in a while, you completely fucked it up. You cursed at yourself before seeing the tiny text bubble come up and disappear a few times until one finally came in.

"I wish I could see you take off those jeans, I could not stop staring at your ass today. All I wanted to do was pounce on you, you've been all I could think of."

You gulped at his message, this was would be your first time sexting, you were already loving it. You felt yourself getting excited at his message, reading it over and over. You pulled your shirt off the rest of the way.

"You were looking? That's very unprofessional of you, Sammy. If only I knew, I would've been 'accidentally' grinding against you all day."

Both of your tones suddenly changed, it wasn't the laid back no-period texts you normally exchanged, it was dirty and intriguing. You couldn't wait for him to respond.

"If you had done that, I don't think I would've been able to control myself."

"What would you have done? I would've loved to feel you press against my ass, I'm clenching my thighs just thinking about it."

"I would've pulled you into the nearest room and commanded you to grind against me until you came in your pretty panties."

You groaned at the thought, Sammy made dry humping sound hot, he could probably make any sexual act sound compelling.

"How do you know what panties I wear?"

You found yourself completely wrapped in texting back and forth you forgot about your plans to shower. Deciding to get comfortable, you leaned back onto the comforter. You were invested in where this was going, a shower could wait, unlike this.

"I've done your laundry and seen you in your undergarments before. I think I pretty much know everything about you, Y/N."

"I'm imaging my lace covered pussy grinding against your bulge covered by your boxers. It would feel so good to have you rub against me. I'd be soaking through my panties you could definitely see it dampening both our cloths."

You wanted to get dirtier so you tested the water, you wrote the first thing you thought of. It may have been a little too forward but your lust clouded all rational thinking.

"Jesus. My imagination might not be doing this scenario justice, I think we'd have to try it out next time we see eachother."

The elation in you grew with each suggestion.

"And when will that be?"

"If you keep it up, soon. Have you stripped yet?"

Sam was a great dom, he wanted everything to be in his control and you couldn't help but like it. You could trust him with control.

"I've been so busy with our little daydreams, I forgot I was even going to shower. Laying in bed still partially clothed."

"Take your pants off now, then give your ass a nice spank for me. Make it sting."

You followed his orders, placing the phone to your side as you lifted your hips to remove the jeans. You held the phone again as you flipped, now laying on your stomach, you used your free hand to rub on your cheek before giving it a sharp smack.

"Both are done, I'm thinking this might leave a mark?"

You raised your phone in a rush of confidence, snapping a photo of your ass and the handprint that reddened with time, attaching it to your message, and sending it without any hesitation. The mark was not as big as Sam could do and you dearly wished it was his hand instead.

"Fucking hell Y/N, I was not expecting that. You're making me want to come over right now to fuck you senseless."

"What do I do next? Still have my panties and bra on."

"Take your bra off baby girl, play with your nipples till they're both hard. Pinch them, flick them, be rough with it."

It was easy for you to follow his words, you found yourself loving his demands and dominance, you could keep following them for hours. You held yourself up with an elbow, you pinched the tip hard between your fingertips, rolling them slightly for more stimulation. You moaned with each uncoordinated flick.

"They're feeling so sensitive now."

You attached another picture, your tits in frame with your now erect and red nipples. After his reaction with the last one, you wanted to get more from him.

"So so perfect. Picture I'm there, sucking and biting on them. My warm breath fanning your soft skin. I want to make you feel good."

"You're making me feel good right now, I can't believe we're actually doing this."

"We can stop whenever you get uncomfortable, I want you to be good with all of this."

His message made you smile through the lust, he really did care about you. It wasn't the most ideal timing, but you could easily get worked back up again with his skills.

"Sorry, never wanna stop this <3"

You shook your head with a small laugh as you flirted.

"Good, me neither. You still have your panties on like a good girl?"

"Haven't taken them off yet, you haven't told me to."

"Sounds like someone's enjoying being bossed around, huh? What if I told you to suck me off, would you do it?"

"I'd let you throat fuck me. I want to gasp for my breath when you finally pull from my mouth."

"Your lips look perfect for my cock, I want to see them wrapped around me as I thrust into your mouth."

"I want you to be as rough as you can, Sammy."

You flipped over to your back once again, your hand dipping into your undies, rubbing soft circles over your clit as you awaited another message. You wanted to invite him over that instant but you had to resist the urge, sexting was fun and a good first step for the two of you.

"I've finally entered the shower, I'm stroking myself to the pictures you sent me. Kinda hard keeping the phone dry."

You laughed a little to yourself at the end of his message.

"Your turn?"

Not that your heart hadn't been pounding the entire time, your recent text made it even faster. You bit your lip in anticipation, you couldn't lie to yourself, you've always wondered what he was packing. And just like that, you revived a picture. Your jaw clenched at his size and width, you weren't entirely sure you'd be able to fit him if you ever got to doing this stuff in person. It was hot and impressive.

"How am I going to fit all of you? I don't think any amount of wetness would prepare me for you."

"We'll make it fit princess, I wanna see your warm pussy stretch around me. Fuuuck, I want you so bad Y/N."

"I want you bad too, maybe our next session can be face to face. I can't imagine how you'll make me feel when I have your hands on me instead of my own."

"You touching yourself right now? I don't remember telling you to stop playing with your tits."

"I couldn't take it anymore, I was aching for some relief."

That was true, your pussy throbbed for attention to the point it hurt to not touch yourself. No one else had this affect over you, making you soak through your lace like nothing.

"Fine, you can touch yourself as long as you don't cum until I allow you, and take it easy, I want you to enjoy this."

"Yes, Sammy."

You slowed down, rubbing slow circles on your aroused clit. Everything was heightened and sensitive, what was he doing to you?

"I'm touching myself, paced instead of rushed. I wish this was your hand. Not gonna lie, I constantly think of how good your large hands would feel on my body."

"Where?"

His response was immediate after he quickly read your message, considering what he told you just a little ago, you knew he was getting off to your little conversation.

"On my ass, in my pussy, around my throat. Even you holding my hands above my head or behind my back sounds like a pleasure. I want you to touch and explore every part of me."

The typing bubble appeared just as it did when he responded to every other text, this time you cut off his response with another one of your own, you wanted to get him really worked up.

"For future reference, I'd probably cum instantly with your tongue on my clit and your fingers in me as deep as they'd go."

You weren't a newbie when it came to sex, you knew what you wanted in the bedroom. Being a hunter and constantly hopping town to town, you had your occasional one night stand to release the stress that came with your job.

"Oh really? You want me buried in you while tasting you all at once? I can do that for you princess, I've been wanting to taste you. I'd eat you out till you came on my tongue then I'd make you kiss me, deep."

"You already know I'd return the favor."

You referred back to your message you sent not long ago about going down on him.

"We haven't even talked about getting to the main act and you've got me almost cumming. I had to slow my pace in order to not finish."

You smirked at his reply, biting your lip with a small groan as you still touched yourself. You were hoping you had the same effect on him that he had on you.

"Let's get onto the main act then. How'd you want to fuck me?"

"I can think of a few ways... But I most definitely want to see myself slide in and out of you. I want to enjoy every bit."

"Maybe my hands holding onto the back of my thighs while laying on my back? Everything would be on display."

"I could put your legs up on my shoulders and get really deep in you. Wouldn't that feel good?"

"I'd be seeing stars. And I would not be able to walk afterwards. Feeling you brush against my cervix repeatedly with your big cock, you're gonna fill me so good."

"Y/N you're gonna make me cum. Speed up."

With his permission, you started to rub faster. You moaned loudly, forgetting about anyone else in the seedy motel.

"Fuck, keep moaning."

You blushed in embarrassment, he could hear you from their rooms bathroom which definitely meant Dean could hear you, the strangers on the opposite side didn't concern you. You allowed yourself to moan with each lap, not holding back the cries. You went on for a minute before diverting your attention back to the phone.

"Imagine how much louder I'd be with you inside me."

"I've been thinking about all the noises you'd be making the entire time. You sound so hot. Are you close?"

"Yeah Sammy, I'm almost there."

Your breathing pattern became rapid and harsh, small wines escaping your lips as you played yourself to perfection.

"Beg for permission to cum."

You groaned at his response.

"Please let me cum, please Sam, I'm not sure I can hold it."

It was hard enough holding back your release but even harder to beg with one hand.

"You can cum baby, just cause you've been so good."

Your body released the tension, the relief rolling in as you came in your panties, finally. It hit you hard, your hips shaking as you moaned louder than earlier. You couldn't deny it, you never orgasmed like that when you were doing it solo.

"I couldn't help but finish to your moans"

His response was like his usual ones, not so formal and more playful. You could get used to seeing both sides regularly.

"We should do this more often, or try it in person, either one"

"I am 100% on board with that"

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yunkiwii · 3 years

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—i miss you even when you're here—

pairing: bf!seungmin x fem!reader

genre: angst, fluff, established relationship

wc: ~2.7k

warnings: feeling of abandonment, loneliness, stress, insecurities

⇢ requested by @leihey ♡ i hope this lives up to your expectations!

summary: for seven days y/n has been feeling lonely as her boyfriend spends all his time either at work or thinking about work.

You turn your alarm off without even looking at it, huffing before reaching your arm to the left side of the bed, and the way it lands straight out into the wrinkled sheets with a muffled sound confirms what you expected but still hoped wouldn't happen today - waking up alone.

For the past week Seungmin would get home late to a long asleep girlfriend at their shared bed, and a plate of cold food on the kitchen table. On the other hand, you would wake to an already empty bed and a faint memory of a forehead kiss, one you wondered if it were real or just a lucid dream.

For seven days you have spent your time either at work or alone at home, carefully thinking what meal would cheer up your boyfriend the most after a long stressful day at JYPE, missing the way he would always cut the onions because he knew you were more sensitive than him to the burning feeling in your eyes and would cry easily, missing how the kitchen always felt so small for the two of you to cook together, his hands constantly on your waist as a way to tell you to "scootch over", not wanting to interrupt his singing to tell you verbally.

For seven days you have been cooking alone, cooking for someone you didn't know would show up in time or not. And whenever he did - he didn't - being his presence merely physical, greeting kisses placed on your cheeks, lips and forehead in a mechanical way, a force of habit. For seven days your kitchen felt too big, too quiet and the onions made you cry more than usual.

At the eighth day you couldn't take it anymore, and when you heard the doorknob of your front door creaking, just as you were setting the table - for two -, you had to take three deep breaths, the words you had organized and planned out started to get mixed up in your brain, creating a mess you couldn't control anymore and so, as soon as you see Seungmin entering the kitchen you can only say three words, "I love you."

"I love you too, silly." he chuckles as his lips peck yours quickly, "Is that what you wanted to talk to me about so desperatly?", he waves his phone, referring to the text you sent him earlier. He didn't look annoyed at you for making him come home earlier than it was usual lately, but he still seemed off, and the bags under his eyes screamed "exhaustion" the same way the marks your tears left on your cheeks did too.

You watch him as he eats, unable to do so too yourself, the lump in your throat growing as you hear Seungmin's muffled voice thanking you for the meal with his mouth full and a light squeeze on your thigh. And you wondered if you were being unfair, if you were being selfish, because he was allowed to be stressed about his work, he was allowed to not be at his best all the time, and it wasn't his fault he had to stay until late at night at work. But it was his fault that he couldn't leave work when he got home, that he couldn't put his phone down and ask how your day was, to just take ten minutes of his day to just be with you, and you only. And you were allowed to miss him, miss his touch, miss the way he held you tightly at the end of the day while you watched the most random tv show together, because it wasn't the show that matter but each other's company.

And, without realizing it, you had already spilled all of this to him before the kitchen dropped dead silent again, and everything went blurry. You couldn't even see his face, not until his hands cupped your cheeks and his thumbs cleaned your tears as you mumbled quietly, "I'm sorry, I- I just miss you."

"But I'm right here (y/n)...", he pulls your chair closer until your knees touch, taking your hand in his while the other lifts your chin so your eyes meet, "Let's go on a date tomorrow, yeah? I'll get off earlier and pick you up. You'll wear that fancy outfit you've had in your wardrobe for ages, and I'll put on a nice suit and tie. What do you say?"

And in the eighth night you went to bed feeling a little warmer inside, his back turned to you didn't hurt as much now that your hand rested on his side and his shirt was worn by you. Knowing - hoping - that tomorrow will be better, you fall deep into dreamland as soon as you shut your eyes.

However, you couldn't help but to feel abandoned again when, hours later, a cold breeze hits your stomach and arms, making you mumble something in your sleep as you try to recover whatever was blocking that breeze before. One of your hands gets a grip of a soft fabric that seems too heavy to pull back down next to you, leaving your sleepy self whining for the owner of said fabric not to leave again.

"I will be back later, don't forget I'll pick you up for dinner. Go back to sleep now, (y/n)."

But how could you forget about dinner with him when, for the last eight days it was all you were longing for, and for the nineth day it was all you could think about?

Said day passed by slower than ever, an illusion caused by the clear anticipation you felt about the upcoming night. Anticipation addressed by your colleagues at work, who wondered what has sent your head into cloud 9 and your right leg into a fidgeting state, unable to stay still.

These same nervous actions continued at home, the funny feeling in your stomach resembling the very first date you had with Seungmin a few years ago, back when you were still a college student and he wasn't as busy as now. The same thoughts you had that day invading your restless mind again, "What if he doesn't like me (anymore)?", "What if he thinks I am (got) boring?", "What if my outfit doesn't fit?".

With that last thought you rush to your bedroom - but not without tripping on the first step of the staircase - to, in desperate clumsy movements, try out the said outfit you've been wanting to wear for so long, the one Seungmin got you for a "special date" months ago, one that never happened. But it did fit, it fitted better than ever and when you saw your reflection in the mirror even you fell in love with the person in front of you, the one doing little swirls with a stupid smile on her face, the person you doubted to be yourself. And, suddenly, you felt like everything would be alright, everything would go back to normal, maybe things would get even better than before, "there is no way he'll fall out of love for me when I look like this" was your first thought.

But he didn't even seem to notice your appearance, he didn't seem to notice you at all, he simply picked you up at the agreed time with a peck on your lips and one single rose in hand. All he did was drive you - in silence - to the fanciest restaurant in town, leave you alone at the table about three times to pick up the phone - "it's from work, I'm sorry" -, pay for both your meals and drive you back home.

And it took him to hear the quiet sobs you so hardly tried to keep in, while laying as far away as possible from him that you had to secure yourself from falling over the edge, to realize what he had been doing to you, to finally figure out how much he has been hurting you. And in that moment his sobs could be heard too. The realisation and guilt hit Seungmin like a truck and he couldn't move. He couldn't believe how he had let his stress and excessive work load affect you too. He couldn't believe he had reached a point to where he brought work home, one thing he had promised you he would never do. And his chest tights up a bit more when he realises you never got mad at him for breaking his promise, and breathing gets difficult when he faces you - your back.

"(Y/N)...", and your stomach drops five feet down at his cracked, low tone, and "I'm so sorry..." was all he could say before bursting into silent tears once more.

However, you were too hurt to face him, and the burn in your eyes increases when you feel the mattress sink behind you before a warm hand rests on your waist, but you don't push him away.

The nineth night was his the turning point, and Seungmin swore to your asleep self - and to himself - that the next morning would mark a new beginning.

And in the first morning you pretended to be asleep when his hand took a few strands of hair off your face, his lips barely touched your skin and his voice broke your heart, "see you later". And you held your breath until the bedroom door closed and stood still until the front door locked. But it took longer today, and in between these two moments you heard noise in the kitchen, and within a few minutes a nice smell made its way into your hiding place, as if it was trying to lure you to give in and face your boyfriend. But not even your grunting stomach stopped you from waiting to hear his car drive off to get up. And when you did, the curiosity took over you. He never cooks in the morning, and he never leaves this late. Something was changing after all.

Hence, in the first night, you shifted your body to face him when he quietly climbed in bed next to you, your left cheek pressed against your hands as a weak smile greeted the tired boy, "I appreciated the breakfast." Nevertheless, you didn't reach out to pinch his cheek the way you used to, though you had the urge to do so when his own lips drew a smile and his eyes got lost in his cheeks.

In the second morning you didn't pretend to be asleep and you didn't wait for the car to leave. In the second morning you sat at the kitchen table with Seungmin and, because he knew it would take you time to go back to him, he didn't force a conversation, he didn't force skinship, he merely held your hand and squeezed it lightly. And you knew he was trying, you knew he would try and wait until you were ready to trust him again, to give him your heart again.

Day by day you would slowly give him little pieces of you, by sharing the most small and insignificant stories of your day, by letting him hold your hand at night, by sharing earpods with him on the couch when you couldn't fall asleep, by letting him try and do all the things he shouldn't have stopped doing in the first place.

But it took you seven days and seven pieces to trust him with your heart again. Therefore, on the seventh day, as the the sunbeams peaked through the poorly closed shutters and reflected on Seungmin's bare shoulders, you couldn't help yourself from admiring him and, for the first time in seven days, you felt warm inside. The butterflies you used to feel the first times you woke up next to him were back, and were more annoying than ever.

You let yourself study all his features attentively, scanning all his perfect imperfections, letting yourself fall for him all over again - not that you think you ever fell out of love, but rather disconnected from it, and him.

He flinched and mumbled confused words, and you couldn't help but to smile and giggle softly at how silly your sleepy, drooling nonense-speaking boyfriend looked. This time, you gave in to the urge of pinching his cheek tenderly as to not wake him up, and you left your hand resting there as your thumb rubbed his soft skin.

As you were feeling your eyes becoming heavy again, your thumb stopped the movement and your hand slid down a bit. Your body relaxing more and more, until a ticklish feeling pulled you back to the "here and now", just to find Seungmin kissing the palm of your hand with his eyes still closed before pulling you closer to him, making you wince and giggle when his warm breath hit your ear and his raspy voice gave you his "good morning's".

He moved his body sloppily, hitting you with his elbow before comfortably positioning half of his body on top of yours, resting his head on the crook of your neck as he held you tightly by your waist, as if he were afraid you would run away.

"I missed you Seungmin, I missed you even when you were here." Your fingers got lost in his messy hair as you spoke, his grip on you grew tighter and you felt the tears peaking in the corner of your eyes. "You hurt me... and I thought about leaving you before you left me first."

For the first time you were letting him know how you truly felt, for the first time you were opening yourself up to him without any ounce of shame or fear. And this was your turning point. This was the moment you both knew you were back, ready to mend all the wrongs and the scattered pieces of your hearts that were left all around the house. "But everyone makes mistakes. And I know you have been trying, and-", Seungmin shifts his body once more, supporting himself with his hands as he is now hovering over you with his eyes locked in yours, a restless look in his face worried about what you would say next, and suddenly you feel shy, "What I mean to say is, I forgive you. I choose to stay and love you even if my mind won't let me believe that you love me back, I will trust you and your actions. So please don't let my mind trick me again, don't give it reasons to doubt your love for me unless you don't feel it anymore."

You pull his hair back waiting for a reaction, leaving your hand to rest behind his neck ready to pull him in for a kiss, the first real kiss in sixteen days. But you wait for what it feels to be an eternity, until he breaks the silence and mends the last piece of your heart when he reassures his love for you and vows to reassure you every single day until the rest of your lives.

And when you finally pull him in he loses balance and falls on top of you, his forehead hits your nose and just like that the house is filled up with laughter again, the onions don't make you cry anymore, the kitchen shrank and the fancy dates became late night movie marathons with you snuggled on Seungmin, or Seungmin snuggled on you, until you were far too tired to walk upstairs, leading to countless nights spent on the tiny couch and countless mornings with complaints about aching bodies but happy souls.

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Satoru x Kakashi x reader

Firstly i just want to thank you all for your support, I genuinely had no idea this would blow up and was just posting the stories to post them but i am so grateful to have you guys as an audience. This smut was harder to make but with some inspiration from my husband and some manga, i think it'll turn out pretty spicy. So without anymore delays welcome to my 100k smut special. Hope you all enjoy but be nice lol it's the first threesome I've written about

You stared at the calendar longer than needed, you knew your eyes were correct. Today was a very special day for more than one reason and you could barely contain your happiness. Not only is it your birthday but it's the day that they come home. They both parted ways about two months ago for work and were able to get some time with you for a while starting today. You missed them so much it hurt, their touch, their voices, their kisses, just everything. You craved them more than anything in this world. Peeling your eyes from the calendar you head out to the store and picked up wine and ingredients for dinner. On your way home you stopped by a friends house to let them know you would not be available for a while and without pressing you for details she understood that you'd be tied up... hopefully literally. Once your home your phone rings and its Satoru. "Hey baby" you answer excited. "Hey princess~ i just wanted to let you know I'm waiting for Kakashi now and then we will be on our way. I'm thinking maybe 3 hours" he says in a very giddy voice. "Okay love i cant wait to see you two, get here safely" you reply. "yes maaam~" he says before hanging up.

You spent the time doing your hair, makeup and making dinner just how the likes it. They should be home within the hour and you have never been more ready to throw yourself on someone so badly. Meanwhile in the car with your loves. "You think she'd like these or these?" Kakashi asks Satoru holding up two bouquets of roses, one red and the other pink. "I'd say red considering the occasion" he reply's smirking. "Buuuuut lets just get both to be safe" he adds. "Good thinking" they go to check out and talk on the way to the house to catch up on lost time before the needed to talk about the facts. "You know this is he first time right?" Satoru asks staring out the car window into the sky through his shades. "What do you mean?" Kakashi asks. "She's never had both of us at once" he says smirking. A light blush appears on Kakashis face under his mask as he realizes he's right. They had always had alternate schedules so they each had their time with her but this is a first. To be home at the same time after being away for so long. How exciting. "We have to be extra careful with her tonight. And the next day, and maybe the next day~" Satoru says biting his lip a bit. "Understood, I'm sure we know how to make this experience as perfect as can be for our queen" Kakashi says smiling through his mask. They spent the rest of the car ride planning out everything as best as they could.

You hear them pull into the driveway and your heart begins to race as your legs moved on their own towards the door. You swing the door open before either of them could touch it and pulled them both into a deep hug. "We missed you too baby" they say to you. Satoru leans down and kisses you tenderly before Kaakshi follows right after caressing your soft skin. "Happy birthday love" Kakashi adds and they both extend their arms giving you the roses. "Their beautiful... thank you so much" you say smelling them while they fully enter the house and lock the door. "Oooh~ something smells good" Satoru coos as he walks to the dinning room. "Oh right! I made you guys dinner. Its been a while since I've been able to cook for either of you." You say as you set the flowers in a large vase before preparing to set the table. "I definitely miss your cooking... among other things" Kakashi says as he walks to the room with his bags. You blush and quickly turn around so they cant see your face. "Go get cleaned up, ill get the table set" you say. Both smiling they do as you requested. By the time you had pour their drinks they were walking towards the table. Both wearing lose sweats and t shirts as they sit down. You couldn't help but look down as they walked and you gulped at the sight. We all know about the prints and they were no exception. The guys give each other a looked in acknowledgment of your eyes wandering and shared a chuckle. You sat at the table and talked with them as they ate their dinner. "Anything you wanna do after we're done?" kakashi asks. "I'm just going with the flow today, i really don't have anything planned in particular" you say taking a sip of your wine. When you look up you see both of them staring at you smiling. It was so terrifying yet you found yourself pressing your legs together. "Are you down for anything?" Satoru asks leaning back in his chair. You slowly nod looking down at your glass when you hear their chairs move at the same time. Your head shoots up to see them walking towards you. "W-what's going on?" You ask nervously. "Do you trust us?" Satoru asks. "With my life" you reply. Before you could ask more questions Kakashi throws you over his should and walks to "The Room" this rooms layout consisted of a large comfy couch, projector screen and a Alaskan king size bed built into the floor. He puts you down once inside and immediately grabs your neck pulling you into a heated kiss. Satoru walking over to the closet and grabbing the black box. While you were preoccupied he takes out your blindfold and covers your eyes. "You remember your safe word right baby?" Satoru asks as he rips open your shirt and bra. "Mmph y-yes" you reply only to receive a harsh slap on your ass from Kakashi. "Yes what?" He asks in a low voice. "Y-yes daddy" you correct yourself. "Good girl" he praises before turning you around to face Satoru and kissing your neck softly. Satoru begins to slowly take off your pants, tossing them aside once completely off. Your breathing become heavy as you feels their hands roam all over your body. Satoru runs his hands up along your waist until they reach your breasts. Without hesitation he takes one into his mouth, gently sucking on it as you run your finger through his soft hair.

You felt Satoru smirk against your skin as he nips on your nipple and pinch the other. You lean your head back on Kakashis shoulder while he leaves deep and dark marks all over your neck. "Are you going to be a good girl for us tonight?" Satoru asks after popping your nipple out his mouth. "Yes daddy" you say feeling his gorgeous eyes stare into you. He lightly chuckles before getting on his knees again and throwing your leg over his shoulder. You jump a bit as you feel his fingers rub your pussy slowly. "mm your soaking wet down here love~" he says before sliding a finger inside you. You let out a soft moan as your body tenses us and Kakashis hands move to your breasts squeezing them. "Oh yeah? What has you so worked up baby girl?" Kakashi says as he licks your ear. "It's because -fuck- because you both of you a-are touching me like this" you sigh with a light moan. "You mean like this?" Kakashi coos as his right hand wraps around your neck and he presses his dick against your back. "And like this?~" Satoru adds as he slips in another finger curling them inside you perfectly. You let a loud moan and your body trembled a bit. "P-please... I need more... please." Satoru slipping out his fingers and going to the bed laying down on it. Kakashi knew what to do, he guides you there as well before placing you in a 69 position on top of satoru on your hands and knees. He places himself in front of you before pulling down his sweats and pumping himself slowly right in front of your covered eyes. As satoru locks your hips with his arms he starts with soft flicks of tongue on your sensitive clit. Your hands grab the blanket as you begin to moan and your legs shake lightly. "Open your mouth sweetheart" you hear in front of you and without a second thought you comply. Sticking out your tongue letting saliva drip from the tip of it. Kakashi takes his time as he circles his tip on the bed of your tongue before sliding it deep inside your throat. Letting out a deep grunt once he bottoms out feeling your throat squeezing him just right. As he pulls himself back he grabs a handful of your hair for better support. Satoru dug his hands into your hips as he sucks on your clit, swirling his tongue just right. You moan into Kakashis dick as he fucks your face slowly but deep sending vibrations from him. "Good fucking girl... sss fuck- stick out your tongue more. Fuck yes just like that." He groans going harder with each thrust. Satoru made sure to make an absolutely mess of you as you grind softly on his face.

Satoru smirks against your skin as he quickens his pace knowing you were so close to cumming. Kakashi pulls from your throat as you gasp for air and pant from the tightening coil inside you. "Fuck I'm gunna cum~ feels so good daddy!" You whine as you grip kakashis shirt with one hand. Reaching down he plays with your curls as he watches you fall apart on satorus tongue. "Ahhuh god! Fuck! I-I'm mmmph! C-cu-" you couldn't get the rest out as you gush on his mouth twitching and trying to pull yourself from him as he cleans his plate. Once he's had his fill he releases his grip on you and licks his lips. "Delicious as always gorgeous" he says kissing your thighs. You can't see them but you hear them taking off their clothes and moving around the bed. You then feel one of them snatch your hands and put them behind your back while the other ties your hands together. You smirk a bit as you were getting more excited by the second. Feeling the bed dip down you feel satorus hands help you on top of him. And then you feel Kakashi right behind you holding your bound arms. You feel something wet and cold rubbing against your ass before it slowly sunk into you. You whimper at the unfamiliar feeling but just as you were getting use to the feeling of being teased from behind you feel a strong vibration against your clit. Hanging your head down you felt the vibrator going in circles on your pussy and what you come to realize a thick plug being pumped in and out of your ass. "Feeling good princess?" Kakashi asks with a chuckle as he admires your voice as it echos in the room. You were drunk on the pleasure and they haven't enough done much just yet. You called for them over and over again and before you knew it you were cumming again. "That's it baby. We just wanna make you feel good" satoru says as he slow down the circles before turning off the vibrator and slowly sinking you down on his thick dick. You cry out from the stretch but immediately felt so fucking full. Full of him and the pleasure he brought to you. As he bucks his hips into your clenching pussy Kakashi removes the plug and rubs his dick on your ass. "We need you to cum again princess. Can you do that for us?" Kakashi asks as he grips your arms and bites on your shoulder a bit. Satoru slowed his thrusting to let you answer but all you did was nod frantically. He looks down at satoru and with a smirk he begins circling the vibrator over your clit again with satoru still giving you deep and slow thrusts. "Close already? That was fast~" he mocks you as you clench around him. Kakashi pulls your body back and turns your head to him as he kisses you again. Your moans muffled with his mouth but your body jerks forward as you cum again. Tears stream down your face, you couldn't speak just react. satoru stop thrusting and pulls you into a heated kiss sliding his tongue in your mouth and making sure you knew who was in charge right now. Your breathing was still all over the place but you didn't have time to get it together when you felt Kakashis dick press into your tight ass. Your nails dig into your palms as he pushes himself half way in. Satoru grunting from the pressure and you wilding moaning between them. Both of them rubbing your body as they comfort you through the stretch. "Your taking us so well baby. Just a little more and I promise it'll feel good" Kakashi says. "I-I already f-feel good..~ haaa fuck" you cry out. Not men blushing hard before Kakashi slams the rest inside you cause you to scream out. "I'm sorry love but I can't hold back anymore" he moans as he slowly begins fucking your ass. Squelching sounds and moans filling the room you all slowly lose your minds with one another. Satoru no longer being able to sit still begins thrusting upward into you again much harder than before. One one entered you the other would pull back a bit. "Ahaaah shit!! Fuck fuck! T-too much!" You breathlessly moan. Kakashi removes your blindfold and hands. You kindly reach behind you pushing him back a bit as he speeds up while your other hand rests on Satorus chest.

So many hands digging into your flesh that you don't know who is grabbing where anymore. And in a split second you blink and real size they have stood up sandwiching you between them with their arms holding you perfectly still. You wrap one of your arms around Satorus neck and then reaching over your shoulder you grab Kakashis. Their groan and labored breathing pushing you closer to your release yet again. You were begging them to make a mess of your insides, to break you or breed you. Whatever came first you wanted it and you wanted it so badly. "Mph gunna cum gunna cum again! Ugh right there! Please don't stop!~" their faces closed in on you as they fucked you in sync with one another. "Come on then birthday girl" one of them coos. "Make as much of a mess as you want" the other chimes in. Your grip on them tightens on both of them. Soon there you were again, but this time you couldn't hold back. Your body refused to hide the fact that you were receiving the ultimate amount of pleasure and as you yell into the air and come undone you find yourself squirting and violently shaking. "God your so sexy" Satoru says as he slams into you as hard as he can cumming deep within you, your nails scratching him harshly and Kakashi following right behind him. "Fuck I'm cumming baby!" He grunts as he too fills you up a strained whimper escapes you. Your eyes glazed with lust as you stare up at the ceiling feeling their cum drip from your aching holes. Best birthday ever.

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