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Good Morning

Jotaro Kujo x Reader

warnings/tags: dom!Jotaro sub!reader, fanfic, smut, cursing, implied sex, slight degradation, voyeurism, fingering, groping, denied orgasm - I'm so sorry this is such filth ≥^≤

summary: breakfast must come to a halt when Jotaro sees you in nothing but one of his oversized shirts

word count: 1.4k

You opened your eyes, waking from a pleasant dream. Under the bedsheets to your left lay a peacefully sleeping Jotaro, his chest rising and falling as he softly snored. Past him you gazed out the window of your bedroom - seeing the town beneath you light up with the soft glow of dawn on the horizon. You were currently in the mountains of India, and Mr. Joestar had rented a small house for the six of you to stay the night in.

Slipping out from under the covers, you shivered as the room's cool air hit your naked form. You padded over to the pile of fabric on the floor that was your combined clothes. The two of you had been too busy last night to bother putting them away - your cheeks heated up at the memory.

Being as silent as you could, you shifted through the pile, slipping on your panties and one of his large lavender shirts, which fit you like a short dress. Tiptoeing to the door, you opened it and exited the room. Turning back around to close the door, you glanced one last time at your boyfriend with a loving smile - he hadn't moved an inch.

As you made your way down the hall to the kitchen, stomach grumbling, you listened for any sounds signaling that your other companions were awake. But the house was dead silent - you were apparently the first one up.

Humming a quiet tune, you made your way into the kitchen. Deciding to surprise the crusaders with breakfast, you looked through the cabinets and fridge for the necessary pots and ingredients. Trying to be as quiet as possible, you cracked some eggs and began frying some bacon on the stove, caught up in your own little world. You lost track of time, going through the motions of your task like you were entranced.

You jumped in surprise as you felt two heavy arms snake around your waist from behind. Immediately, you relaxed when you smelled a familiar smokiness wafting off the man behind you. You sank into his embrace, tilting your head up to peck his cheek as he rested his head on your shoulder.

"Morning, JoJo." You greeted, reaching up to ruffle his already messy dark hair.

He grunted in response, closing his eyes and hugging you tighter as he inhaled your scent.

"You're so fucking hot." He complimented, his voice still deep and raspy from sleep. Whenever you wore his clothes, he could've sworn you got sexier each time.

His hands began to travel lower, fingers playing with the edge of your shirt. You felt your heartbeat speeding up, suddenly very aware of how close he was, his broad chest pressed to your back. Feeling very flustered, you began to lose your grip on the metal spatula in your right hand. You could feel the tension in the air.

"Jotaro…" You warned.

He let out a low chuckle, his chest vibrating against you. "Don't act like you didn't wear my shirt on purpose. You wanted the others to see you this way didn't you - for them to see who you belong to?"

You felt your knees buckle at his words.

"Oh? So that's how it is?"

What would've been a frantic denial was silenced when he began to leave a flurry of hot kisses down your neck. He knew exactly where to place them, how to drive you mad. Soon, he had you nearly forgetting your surroundings and the fact you were very much not in private. He pulled your hips closer, your ass brushing up against the tent already forming in his sweatpants.

"Oh my God, Jotaro!" Your high pitched voice raised above a whisper, surprised and embarrassed by his boldness.

"What?" He asked, hot breath fanning over your neck, with a tone feigning innocence. "If you want them to know so badly, then why don't I just take you here where they could walk in at any moment?"

You scoffed, turning bright red. "You can't be serious."

He spun you around in his arms so you were now facing him, staring up into his turquoise eyes. Smirking darkly at how flustered you were - you'd secretly fantasized about this very scenario many times - you could see he was dead serious. Your mouth opened in shock, feeling yourself clench around nothing at the thought of living it.

Jotaro leaned down, taking the opportunity to lock your lips with his in a heated kiss. Your mouth fell open further as you shut your eyes, letting him slip his tongue past your teeth to intertwine with yours. He pushed you up against the stove, burner knobs digging into your back. Reaching behind you, you fumbled with them, trying desperately to turn them off. Breakfast would have to wait.

You blindly threw the spatula on the counter right before his large hands gripped your ass, lifting you up into his arms. He turned around, setting you roughly atop the kitchen island that sat across from the stove. Spreading your thighs, you wrapped your legs around his hips, bringing him closer and feeling his erection against your clothed core.

"JoJo…" You moaned softly into his mouth, rolling your hips in an attempt to pleasure yourself on his covered cock.

He laughed another low, rumbling laugh. "You're such a little whore, shamelessly wanting to be stuffed with my cock at seven in the morning."

You mewled at his words, digging your nails into the muscles of his arms in response. Continuing to ravage your lips with open mouthed kisses, he began lifting your shirt, exposing your bare breasts. With one hand he squeezed one, running the pad of his thumb in circles over the nipple. His other hand traveled to your lacy black panties, which he pulled to the side with ease.

You thrusted your hips forward harshly when you felt him press a finger to your clit, rubbing quick circles around your dripping entrance. Squirming at the overwhelming pleasure, you felt yourself beginning to shake slightly as the dangerous combination brought you to orgasm. He could tell you were close as you began to go limp in his touch. Just before your release washed over you, Jotaro pulled back his hands and rested them on your hips again.

Whining loudly in frustration, you wanted to scold him for denying you this. But he wasn't having it, instead relentlessly attacking your lips and barely even giving you a chance to breathe.

It took you a moment to fathom what happened next, only realizing the sound you'd heard behind you had been footsteps when you heard their owner's shocked exclamation.

"Oh wow."

The accent was unmistakable. You broke away from Jotaro's kisses, whipping your head around to see the wide eyes of your white-haired friend standing in the entrance of the hallway.

"Polnareff!" You spluttered, scrambling to escape Jotaro's grasp. But he held you firmly in place, only smirking at your desperation.

A second later, your situation got much worse as Mr. Joestar walked in behind the Frenchman. Your boyfriend's smirk immediately faded. It took Joseph a moment to process the scene in front of him, eyes eventually drifting to Jotaro's hands on your hips and your legs around his waist.

Joseph's hand shot up to cover his mouth as he screamed. "OH MY GOD!"

At that, a third member of your group appeared, still rubbing his violet eyes sleepily. "What is going on in here…" Kakyoin started to ask before glancing up. "Oh."

A little too late, Joseph attempted to block the red head's view with his mechanical hand. But the poor boy had already seen and understood everything.

Jotaro cooly slipped you off the counter, letting your shirt fall back down to conceal your underwear. Spinning you around once again, he continued to hold you tight from behind as if to say: 'you got your wish.' He stood protectively behind you, staring daggers at the other crusaders.

You cleared your throat quietly before smiling awkwardly at your companions. "Um… good morning everyone."

Amused, Polnareff chuckled. "Yeah, seems like it."

Flushing pink, you quickly busied yourself with handing out what you'd managed to make for breakfast, eventually sitting down to eat with Jotaro over at a small dining table. You happened to glance up at Kakyoin as he moved to sit down at the island with a full plate of food. Hesitating a moment, he promptly backed away and moved to sit on a cushion in the living area, muttering:

"On second thought…"

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xxxsweetdreamzxxx · 2 years

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Desert Winds

Noriaki Kakyoin x Reader

warnings/tags: softdom!Kakyoin sub!reader, fanfic, smut, fluff, fingering, unprotected sex, first sex

summary: Getting caught in a sandstorm on your way to Cairo, you and Kakyoin are separated from the crusaders.

word count: 2.3k

You were sick of sand. It had been your only view for nearly a week, endless dunes stretching all the way to the horizon no matter which way you looked. Only a few days out from Cairo, you would've been relieved if not for the fear of what awaited you there. You gulped, shrinking as you thought about having to face him again.

The red haired boy beside you looked over with concern when you began falling behind, arms wrapped around your torso defensively as you shivered.

"What's wrong?" Kakyoin asked, taking a step towards you.

At this, all of the crusaders stopped and turned to glance over at you, worry in their eyes. They had known you may not have been able to make this journey; you were physically much smaller and weaker than the rest of them. Even Iggy, the tiny Stand-wielding mutt that tagged along with your group, stopped to look back when he realized the humans had paused.

Embarrassed to be the center of attention, you immediately straightened your posture and dropped your arms to your sides.

"Is everything all alright y/n?" Joseph - the leader of your group - asked, his husky voice laced with concern.

You waved your hand dismissively. "I'm fine." You lied.

"You sure?"

"She said she's fine, old man." Jotaro snapped at his grandfather before side-eyeing you from under the rim of his hat, unconvinced.

The men exchanged looks, shrugging. But before they could start walking again, Iggy began to whimper, fidgeting from paw to paw as he started at the horizon behind you.

"What is it, Iggy?" Polnareff asked, kneeling down to the little dog. Iggy barked, wide eyes never leaving the farthest dunes ahead.

"Polnareff, I think you should see this." Avdol suggested.

When the Frenchman stood, he gasped. There, just visible in the distance, was a tall tan cloud rising from the ground and stretching for miles, rolling across the dunes. Worse, it was headed straight for you at a frightening pace.

"Shit." Joseph muttered under his breath.

"We have to find shelter!" Kakyoin exclaimed, thinking fast as he scanned the area. "What about those rocks over there?"

He pointed to some plateaus in the distance. You knew you'd never make it that far, but along the way were several large boulders that stuck out from the sand like pillars. They looked like your best option.

"Works for me!" Polnareff cried before booking it in that direction, the rest of you following close behind.

You only made it about halfway to the nearest plateau when the sandstorm hit. Luckily, you were directly next to two large boulders, one much larger than the other. Most of the crusaders made it safely behind the larger one. But you and Kakyoin, who were in the back of the group, could only make it to the small one before strong winds blew harsh sand in the gap between the two.

Gasping as the air that had a moment ago been dead became violent, you flattened yourself against the back of the boulder. The wind whipped at your long hair and deafened your ears. Your view of the others was soon obscured, leaving you alone with Kakyoin. He instinctively pulled you closer to him, trying his best to protect you where the stone didn't.

"Are you alright?" He yelled over the storm.

"Yes!" You replied, matching his volume.

Despite appearing brave, you were very shaken up. Shivering in fear, you tugged at his sleeve. To your shock, the fabric came forward, the flying sand having already ripped the back of it. It seemed the rock wasn't big enough for the two of you after all.

Your eyes widened. "We need to move."

He nodded, scanning the area. Most of your view was completely blocked by walls of sand. But a small window remained open, cast like a shadow by the very pillar you stood by. And at the very end, you saw another boulder - one that appeared to have a groove carved into its side.

When you pointed at it, Kakyoin immediately understood. Taking your hand in his, you both ran as fast as you could, reaching the crevice in a few long strides. Ducking inside, you couldn't believe your luck - it opened up to a completely protected stone room. While relatively small, it still allowed the two of you to sit upright with considerable headroom. Additionally, the space drowned out much of the sound from the raging sandstorm - you no longer needed to yell to hear each other.

You sat down next to each other, panting as you tried desperately to catch your breath. When your heart calmed down a bit you looked over at him.

"What are we going to do?" You asked in a panicked voice, feeling completely lost.

He was patient with you, remaining level-headed. "The only thing we can do - wait here until the storm passes."

Your face fell, thinking about your companions who, to your knowledge, were still out there. As much as you wanted to find them and bring them to this shelter, he was right. Your skin and clothes wouldn't last out there - not to mention your sense of direction was entirely gone.

"I hope they're okay." You murmured, eyes suddenly feeling hot.

"Hey, look at me." Kakyoin commanded as he touched your arm. The serious tone of his voice made it deeper, startling you.

You glanced up and over at him. When your eyes met, his tense expression softened onto a small smile.

"They'll be alright."

You felt your worry subsiding slightly. His presence was always a comfort, helping you through the darkest moments of your journey. Back in Japan, you'd been classmates with both him and Jotaro. You hadn't known him then as anything other than the quiet kid with bright red hair - and even though your parents worked together, you'd never spoken. So when your families proposed a joint trip to Cairo, you'd been surprised to say the least. And from the moment he'd introduced himself at the airport with an awkward smile, you'd fallen for him. You'd become a nervous wreck, struggling to say your own name.

Now he sat beside you, staring into your eyes intensely as he slid his hand down from your arm to your wrist. The silence grew tense.

You froze, trembling when he cupped the side of your face with his free hand. His purple eyes bore into yours with a look born of lust. When you didn't pull away, he leaned over, brushing his lips against yours in a gentle first kiss. Butterflies errupting in your stomach, you accepted it, shuffling closer to him.

He hesitantly pulled back for a moment, reading your reaction. Your eyes were wide, mouth opened slightly in pleasant shock.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-"

"No." You interrupted. "I've wanted to do that for a while."

It was his turn to be surprised, in disbelief that his school crush liked him back. You grabbed his collar, pulling him back towards you to kiss him harder. His surprise quickly became desire as he moved his hands to your body, running them down your sides. Reaching for the buttons of his uniform, you popped them open one by one, exposing his toned chest.

You felt him lean you back under him until your head touched the cool stone floor. His hands reached your hips, gripping them tightly as you slowly thrusted them up towards him. He then slid them further, catching your shorts and slipping them down your smooth legs.

"Nori." You moaned, your entire body burning with need.

"Hm?" He asked in between kisses.

You blushed, pausing a kiss to turn your head to the side. You knew where this was going. Looking up at him for a second before turning away again, you saw he was just as nervous as you. You took a deep breath, your embarrassment overwhelming.

"It's just… well I've never…"

He immediately took your meaning, pressing a small kiss to your cheek.

"It's okay, neither have I."

Before you could say more, he moved his lips down to your neck, leaving a trail of hot open mouthed kisses on your soft skin. The roughness of his tongue was a foreign sensation, but you found yourself liking it.

You arched your back off the ground suddenly when you felt his finger tips against your inner thigh. Your hips brushed against his, gasping as your barely clothed core rubbed against his erection. He grunted as he turned bright red, nearly the same shade as his cherry earrings that swung wildly around his face.

"Sorry." You whispered.

He shook his head dismissively while he slipped his fingers under your panties. After pulling them down a bit, he reconnected his lips to yours - right before you felt one of his fingers trace a line down your clit, spreading the dampness that had already pooled there.

Your mouth fell open against his lips at his much needed touch. He continued, rubbing his finger back and forth, speeding up. You reached your hands up around his neck, playing with the longer strands of his mullet with your fingers.

Hearing him finally unzip his pants, you bucked your hips up again - dignity completely overtaken by your desperation. He chuckled, amused by your impatientance. Breaking your kisses again, you glanced up at his wisteria eyes right above you. You felt dizzy, eyelids heavy as he took your hand in his, intertwining your fingers. His lips found their way back to your neck, this time sucking dark marks into your soft skin.

Squirming as you felt the tip of his leaking head finally reach your clit, you squeezed his hand tighter. You cried out as he snapped his hips forward, overwhelmed by the strong burn between your legs as he slowly sank into you. You did your best to match his thrusts, starting a little sloppy before you found the rhythm.

You couldn't believe it. Oh, the number of times you'd imagined this moment, the feeling of his body against yours as you gave your first time to him. Except it was better than your poor imagination could have ever dreamed of. You couldn't remember the last time your heart had beat this fast - if it ever had.

An unfamiliar tightening was felt deep in your core, snapping you out of your thoughts. It began to build, soon becoming too much to bear. Your moans filled the cave and bounced off the walls, echoing around you as you came. Seconds later, Kakyoin's arms became shaky as he quickly pulled out before cumming onto the stone between your spread legs.

Panting, he rolled off of you and laid on his back beside you, focusing on a point in the ceiling as he collected his thoughts again.

"Nori?" You questioned out of breath, turning your head to face him. You were too worn out to move much else.

"Hm?" He replied, meeting your gaze for the first time in minutes.

"I love you." The words falling from your lips startled you.

He smiled wide, making your stomach do a flip. Leaning closer, the kiss he gave you told you it all - rendering his reply unnecessary.

"As do I."

He proceeded to wrap his arms around you, turning you on your side so he could hug you from behind. Resting his head on your shoulder, it wasn't long before exhaustion caught up with the both of you. The sky beyond the dust cloud was clearly darkening, night fast approaching.

On the smooth, cold stone, and with the wind still howling, you only slipped into a light sleep. You didn't know how long it lasted - it could've been less than an hour or several - but you eventually awoke to someone shouting outside.

You sat back up, reaching for your discarded clothes as you shook a groggy Kakyoin further awake. Pulling them back on, you crawled to the entrance of the cave, noting the storm had passed. It was pitch dark out, but someone continued to shout.

"Y/n, Kakyoin!" A panicked voice called.

You turned back to Kakyoin, who was now facing you and awaiting an explanation.

"It's Mr. Joestar!" You said excitedly, stepping out of the cave.

He scrambled to rebutton his clothes, barely making himself presentable again before you'd called out into the night, alerting the crusaders to your location. Even though it was pitch dark, you waved your arms, hoping they'd at least see the movement.

Kakyoin exited the cave and stood next to you, slipping his hand into yours. It wasn't long before your combined shouts drew your companions to you, soon being basked in Avdol's firelight.

"Kakyoin, y/n, are you alright?" Polnareff cried, running up to you and wrapping his arms around the two of you in a tight hug.

Kakyoin grunted. "Yeah, we're alright."

Polnareff pulled back, noticing something seemed off.

"Y/n, what happened to your neck?"

Your eyes widened as your smile faded, frantically racking your brain for a good excuse. A single eyebrow was raised as the Frenchman glanced down at you and Kakyoin's interlocking hands suspiciously. You knew confirming his suspicions would only earn you a barrage of teases. To make matters worse, you could feel the weight of the entire group's gaze on you as they awaited your answer.

"She got hit by some flying rocks in the storm." Kakyoin replied for you.

You breathed a small sigh of relief at his quick thinking, squeezing his hand once again in thanks. Joseph grew concerned, taking a closer look for a moment before dismissing it to turn and make for the nearest town. He didn't say another word, not wanting to know the real details. You'd dodged their judgements and opinions for the time being, but now that you were physically involved with a member of the group, you weren't sure how long that would last.

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Ripples

Caesar Zeppeli x Reader

warnings/tags: fanfic, fluff, slight size kink (hesa big boi okay)

summary: Caesar surprises you during your routine midnight boat ride

word count: 1.5k

The sun was long gone, only the stars in its place. But you didn't pay attention to any of them. Because burning brighter than any of them was the warm smile of your lover by the dock, outstretching his arm to guide you onto a gondola. You passed by him, giggling in surprise a moment later as he gripped your waist to lift and lower you into the boat. His smile only widened at the sound. Once you were seated near the front, he climbed on, rocking the gondola with his weight despite being cautious not to tip it. Grinning sheepishly at you, he carefully sat on the middle seat and waited for the boat to stabilize.

It would've been an odd sight for anyone who caught a glimpse of the gondola seemingly moving by itself as it left the dock and headed for the dark, open waters outside of Venice. But it didn't phase you or your giant of a boyfriend in the slightest, as you both understood it was actually him pushing the boat along with Hamon. On clear nights like these, the two of you made it a priority to sneak out onto the water where no one could bother you. You both loved your friends dearly, but they were overbearing in their own ways. Lisa Lisa acted like an overprotective mother, making sure you weren't doing anything risky. Joseph was just plain nosy - and while she meant no harm, Suzi had interrupted the two of you on multiple occasions with her overwhelming approval.

As you left the coast behind, your thoughts left them and drifted to your memories of the first night he'd taken you out. Still new to the existence of Hamon, you were amazed when the gondola had moved on its own. And as Venice had drifted away into twinkling lights - much like it was now - you had glanced around wildly, your eyes sparkling with excitement. He had laid it on thick that night, his suave and confident personality overflowing. By the end, you were completely entranced, your heart racing every time you looked into his emerald eyes. In the present, you smiled, amused by how badly you'd been wrapped around his finger as you'd gone home that night.

"What's so funny?" Caesar asked, those eyes now curious as he looked up at you from the lower end of the gondola.

You turned from staring at the shining shoreline to meet his gaze, breath immediately catching in your throat. The single lantern that lit up your surroundings cast a warm shifting light onto his pale features as the flame flickered. Curled locks of his blonde hair blew slightly in the sea breeze. The pink markings that reminded you of little upside-down hearts accented his cheekbones perfectly. He was gorgeous, period, but you would never grow tired of seeing him in this dim light.

His lips were turned upwards in a soft smile as he waited patiently for your answer, glad you were enjoying yourself.

You smiled back, blushing at how long you stared. "Oh, just reminiscing. About our first night."

His smile turned into a slight smirk. "Can't keep your mind off me, can you?"

You fought the urge to playfully roll your eyes. You moved closer to him as you felt the gondola slowing down. Now at eye level, you looked down - his tight jacket over his even tighter crop top was distracting.

Shifting your eyes back up to meet his, you flushed even redder.

"Of course not."

Only a foot apart, he took your hand in his before giving it a gentle kiss. You froze, your body instantly burning up inside - unsure if it was due to Hamon or the intimacy. Resting your interlocked hands on his knee, he trailed his other hand to your cheek, flattening it against the side of your head. You leaned into his touch, meeting his heavy stare once again.

"Come here." He said, voice barely above a whisper. You let him pull you to him, instantly accepting his kisses as he held you in his arms.

The two of you stayed like that for a while, exchanging soft kisses and loving words. Most nights, at some point, he would lean back with you atop him, hugging you to his chest as you both gazed up at the stars. But tonight, as he kissed you slowly again, you found it odd that you hadn't done that yet.

Almost as if reading your mind, he soon broke your kisses to speak.

"I wanna try something." He suddenly said, an excited glint in his eyes.

You opened your mouth to ask him to elaborate, before shutting it again as you watched in surprise as he carefully stood up. He then moved to the edge of the gondola, before taking a deep breath and stepping one foot out onto the water.

You couldn't contain your questions any longer. "What are you-"

"Just wait." He interrupted, visibly concentrating for a few seconds longer before turning back towards you.

You'd seen him do this before, but you couldn't help but widen your eyes in shock at how much he'd improved his form. He stood atop the water like it was glass, faint glowing golden ripples fanning out from where his feet touched the water. Your eyes only widened further when he reached out his hand down to you, beckoning for you to join him.

"Caesar I-" You began, not thrilled to get wet.

"Don't worry." He reassured you, despite looking concerned.

"But I can't, I'm not a Hamon user."

He gave you the same loving smile he'd been wearing all evening. "It's okay, trust me."

At that, you slid your much smaller hand into his, letting him pull you to your feet and lead you towards the water. Heart pounding, you stared down at the dark water, wondering how deep it was. You gripped his hand tighter, hesitantly putting one foot forward and setting the tip of your shoe on the water. To your shock, it felt like a surface as small golden ripples spread out from your foot.

You glanced back up at him in surprise. "How..?"

"See?" He exclaimed, full of pride. "Just don't let go, and my Hamon will flow through you."

Your hesitation was gone, you confidently stepped out onto the water, letting him lead you a few feet away from the gondola. He guided your hands to his neck, never once taking his hands off you as he wrapped his arms around your waist and let his hands rest on the small of your back. You recognized the position you were in, turning to smirk up at him as you began to sway in unison.

"You've outdone yourself Mr. Zeppeli. I would've never in my wildest dreams imagined us dancing by starlight on the water."

He played right along, giving you the smirk that had girls tripping over their heels running after him. "Why thank you."

You stayed silent for a long moment, hiding your pink face in his chest as he twirled the two of you around in a wide circle. He brought his lips to your ear, hot breath fanning over your skin.

“Do you like it?” He whispered, his tone hopeful.

Chills ran down your spine as his lips traveled to your neck, hands sliding up to firmly grip your waist.

“It’s incredible. I had no idea you could do this.” You whispered back.

“Had the idea a few weeks back, decided to train till I got it right.” He explained, pulling back to give you a wink.

Your heart swelled at that confession, in awe that someone as gorgeous as Caesar put in so much effort to impress you. Admittedly, It certainly fit his character. Hands still around his neck, you laid your head on his chest again and closed your eyes, focusing on its rise and fall and the calm beating of his heart. He sighed contently before resting his chin atop your head, hugging you ever tighter.

When you could tell he was getting sleepy, you raised your head and let your hands fall to his hips. With a yawn, he took the hint and stopped swaying before leading you the few feet back to the gondola. Now you sat together on the middle seat, leaning up against him as he draped his arm over your shoulders. You pulled him to you by his jacket’s collar, exchanging a few more soft kisses.

It wasn’t long before you were heading swiftly back to the coast. You were a little disappointed that the night was almost over - but that feeling was quickly replaced by the warm thought of cuddling under the blankets of your shared bed until you both eventually fell asleep; a thought that was soon made reality.

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Stormy Night

Bruno Bucciarati x Reader

warnings/tags: fanfic, fluff, protective Bruno 🥹, night terrors

summary: a night terror leaves you subconsciously begging for comfort

word count: 1.7k

I'm back babyyyyyyy :D

Bruno walked down the hall, guided towards the bathroom door by the moonlight. Just a few minutes prior, he had awoken to a parched throat. It was too bothersome to ignore, so Bucciarati had slid out of his bed and began moving toward the nearest faucet to get a glass of water. But as he reached his hand out to turn the bathroom doorknob, he heard a low whimper to his left.

He froze, hand still outstretched, all senses now on high alert in case of danger. He turned around and stared back down the long hallway. Everyone’s doors were closed - they should be sleeping soundly. Then he heard it again, slightly louder. Now that he listened closer, it sounded like it was coming from behind the door right next to the bathroom's entrance. Yours.

You liked to keep your bedroom door cracked. It allowed air to circulate better through the room, keeping it a few degrees cooler while you slept. But the biggest reason you always left it about an inch or two open was so you could hear any commotion if something were to happen elsewhere in the Villa. You lived a dangerous life in the home of a mafioso, and you couldn’t help but be a bit paranoid. If someone were to enter the house, you wanted to know about it.

It was through this crack that Bruno heard the whimpers, causing him to begin inching towards your door. Noticing the gap, he slipped his fingers through it and slowly swung the door open, cringing as it creaked slightly. To his relief, all he saw was you in your bed, the moonlight shining down on you from your window. No one else was in there; nothing looked amiss.

But then you suddenly lurched violently in your sleep, curling up into a tiny ball and tangling yourself in your sheets.

“No…” You whined, eyebrows closely knitted together with worry.

Realization struck Bruno as you twisted in another direction. You were having a nightmare. The thought pained his heart. He cared for you more than he was willing to admit, having grown fond of you in the little less than a year that you’d known each other. He rushed to your bedside in a heartbeat.

“Hey, y/n.” He whispered, not wanting to startle you.

You continued to contort yourself into awkward positions, too far into a deep sleep to hear him. He didn’t want to invade your personal space, but he could only take a certain amount of seeing you this way. He reached out to grip your shoulder lightly, shaking you gently.

“Y/n, wake up!” His voice was panicked now.

You stirred slightly, turning over to face him. But your eyelids were still squeezed firmly shut.

You let out a small sigh. “Stay.” You murmured, sounding broken inside.

For a second, Bruno thought you were awake and talking to him. But you continued to thrash about, rolling closer to the other side of the bed as you outstretched your arm and laid it on your mattress with a soft thud.

Not knowing what else to do, Bruno took your outstretched hand in his and gave it a reassuring squeeze.

“I’m here, y/n. Nothing will happen to you as long as I’m here.”

Your expression softened at his touch, and it seemed like you calmed down a bit. As he began to pull away, thinking your night terror had passed, you suddenly gripped his hand tighter.

“No, don’t leave me alone.” You said softly, mumbling something else inaudible.

He gulped at the way his heart fluttered. Were you awake now, asking him to stay? He couldn’t exactly do that respectfully - your bed was only a twin. He studied your face a moment longer, concluding that no, you were still sound asleep. Your nightmare seemed to have subsided, but you still held his hand tighter than ever.

Coming to a decision, he leaned down and carefully scooped you up from your bed, holding you in his arms. You squirmed slightly before resting your head on his chest. His heart pounding, he smiled lovingly down at you - in this state of serenity, you were adorable. He took you through your still-open door and halfway down the hall to his room. Entering, he walked you to one side of his queen bed and gently laid you down, pulling the blankets over you. He then moved to the other side, slipping under the sheets and leaving space between himself and you.

When he laid his head on his pillow, about to close his eyes, you muttered something that made him instantly look your way.

“Bruno…” You mumbled, eyes still firmly shut.

“Yes?” He replied before realizing you hadn’t awoken. His heart swelled - did that mean he was in your dream?

“Scared… don’t wanna lose you.” You murmured, only speaking in broken sentences now.

His heart finally at its limit, he shifted over to you, wrapping his arms around your waist. The tiny voice telling him he shouldn’t be doing this while you were unconscious was drowned out by his desire to comfort you. After brushing your messy hair away from your face, he placed a delicate kiss on your forehead.

“I’m not going anywhere. I’ll stay as long as you want me to.”

You burrowed closer to him, burying your head in his chest again. Finally at ease, you no longer made any sound, and Bruno soon fell asleep.

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You slowly opened your eyes, blinking at the bright rays of sunlight from his balcony window. You jolted in surprise when you saw Bruno sleeping soundly next to you. His arms were firmly wrapped around your stomach, and his chin-length black hair fell gracefully to frame his face. Realizing you were in his bed, your mind raced to recall the events of last night as you started to panic. You could have sworn you had fallen asleep in your own bed - at least you both still had your clothes on.

The last thing you remembered was saying goodnight to the gang before heading upstairs to your room, so how had this happened? You wanted to get answers from him, but didn’t want to ruin the moment. He looked angelic - you were stunned at how gorgeous he looked even at this hour. Truthfully you’d had a crush on Bruno Bucciarati since you’d met, but you were too shy to make it known - you thought he was way out of your league.

You still weren’t sure whether you should try and pull away or stay when he stirred. He stretched slightly before his ocean eyes fluttered open and met yours. His olive skin flushed redder as he realized he’d been holding you tight. He began to let go when you stopped him.

“No, wait.” You begged.

“I’m sorry-” He began.

“Don’t be. I am curious why I’m not in my own bed, though.”

He smiled sheepishly. “I couldn’t leave you alone after you asked me not to; you had a bad dream.”

It was your turn to blush, the dream coming back to you. “What… did you hear?”

“Something about not wanting to be left alone. Amore, you’ll never have to worry about that while I’m around, I promise.”

You looked away, reddening at his words. “But what if you’re not?”

“Is that what you saw in your dream?” He inquired. His perceptiveness never ceased to amaze you.

You nodded, closing your eyes, attempting to stop them from tearing up. They flew back open as Bruno placed his hand against your cheek, rubbing it with his thumb. Nothing else was said, but his gaze told you that no matter what, he’d stop at nothing to never be parted from you. You knew he couldn’t confirm that would never happen - your futures were too uncertain. But the look you shared told one another that you both cared, more than words could ever express. Somehow, you were grateful for the awful dream that had brought you closer together.

Before you could think straight, you found yourself closing the small gap left between you to meet in a slow, soft kiss. You kissed him passionately - a feeling returned just as strongly as he shifted you onto your back so he could lean over you. When you parted several moments later - his left hand flattened against your upper back - you were interrupted by the growling of your stomach. He laughed, releasing his grip on you.

“Let’s get some breakfast; it’s pretty late.” He suggested.

Embarrassed, you giggled with him. “Good idea.”

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When you and Bruno walked down the stairs together in your pajamas, you found your companions already raiding the pantry and fridge. They turned at your approach, their expressions shifting to varying versions of surprise. Everyone knew you and Bruno liked each other - it was all too obvious to anyone viewing it from the outside. But they'd almost all eventually concluded that nothing would come of it after months of watching you orbit around each other, never colliding.

Mista had been holding a cereal box away from Narancia, who jumped after the taller gunman around the kitchen. When you entered, Mista came to a sudden halt - Narancia barely able to skid to a stop before running into him and glancing over curiously to see what had distracted Mista. The duo then gave each other a look as they broke out into huge grins, instantly assuming something had occurred that really hadn’t.

Leone sat alone at a round table to the side, his eyes shifting skyward to meet yours as you entered the kitchen with Bruno standing protectively behind you. The ex-cop scowled, but behind his streaming cup of tea, he hid a secret smirk. En route to the table, Giorno remained passive - save for one eyebrow raised as he side-eyed you quizzically. He let out a small huff as he sneakily handed a wad of cash to Leone once he sat down - it appeared the older man had won a bet. Trish smiled at the two of you in greeting by the coffee maker, oblivious to any implications.

Bruno sighed before placing a hand on your lower back to guide you into the kitchen, keeping you away from the gang members who had a million questions and teases. It was going to be a long day.

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warnings/tags: dom!Jaehyun sub!reader, fanfic, smut; cursing, hook up, fingering, cunninilingus, unprotected sex, cream pie

summary: a chance meeting while shopping for bathing suits turns your summer vacation a little hotter

word count: 4.4k (help)

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this was interesting to write as the beginning and ending are based off of separate dreams this time, so hopefully I was able to link them in a way that made sense. please enjoy!!

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"How does this look?" You asked your friend Jamie, holding a skimpy neon bikini set to your body.

It was the first full day of your annual summer beach trip with your bestie, and you'd arrived in the seaside town you always traveled to late last night. After eating a mediocre breakfast provided by your hotel, the two of you had headed to a nearby mall to buy new swimsuits. She'd had luck finding one relatively quickly. But the reason you were still there, on the second story of a large department store several hours later, was because you had yet to.

She made a face. "No offence, but it's not really your style..."

Sighing, you put it back on the rack. "I know."

Rounding the stand that contained the bikini you'd just put back, you briefly glanced over at the neighboring section, which had swim trunks. Movement had caught your eye, caused by three guys walking through. You barely even paid attention to them at first glance, but the one in the back caught your eye, and you did a double take.

At this second glance, you saw they were all young, probably close to your age, and very attractive. 'Are they models?' You wondered. But again, it was the one behind the first two that really made you look on in awe. He had muted fluffy purple hair that covered his forehead, and dark eyes that shone like diamonds even from this distance. His soft features and perfect skin made you wonder if he was an angel. His thin white shirt hugged what was probably toned muscle underneath. When the taller of his two friends said something funny, he smiled and oh my God, he had the cutest dimples.

At that moment, he shifted his eyes up and saw you standing there, staring. Like a deer caught in headlights you froze, embarrassed as fuck you'd been caught. But his smile only widened, and he gave you a slight nod in greeting.

Ripping your gaze away, you acted like nothing had happened and tried to return to shopping.

"Oh wow y/n, you saw those guys right?" Jamie exclaimed, following you. "Now that's what I'd call eye can-"

You interrupted her, face flushed, by holding up a pale blue gingham bikini. "What about this?"

Before she could answer, her eyes focused on something behind you, mouth falling open slightly. A deep voice then responded to your question. "I think it looks cute."

You whipped around, only to come face to face with the man you couldn't keep from staring at. Your eyes widened and you gulped, startled. Up close, he was simply breathtaking. Literally; you felt your breathing become strained as your heart pounded in your chest.

"Th- Thank you, um..?" You stuttered before taking a deep breath.

"Jaehyun." He answered.

"Ah, Jaehyun." Damn, even his name was cute. You gave him a shaky smile. "So I should get it?"

"Definitely." He encouraged. He then looked to Jamie, who'd been speechlessly watching the exchange. "What do you think?"

Turning around, you waited to see her response. After looking between the two of you for a couple of seconds, she grinned and gave a thumbs up. You weren't sure if she was approving of the bathing suit or...

"Hey, what are you guys doing the rest of today?" Jaehyun asked.

"Oh, not much." You replied quickly, not planning to elaborate.

"We'll just be at the beach!" Jamie said louder and at the same time, speaking over you. "Wanna come with?"

You gave her a look, trying to shut her up. She looked back at you as if to say 'what?'

He smiled. "Sure. Let me ask the boys if it's okay with them."

He beckoned the two of them over, who didn't hesitate to comply. Jamie introduced you and her to the group, as you were still majorly distracted by the million thoughts running through your head. The tallest of the three then introduced himself as Johnny, a friendly guy with a round face and sculpted arms that were on full display thanks to the tank he wore. The other was Mark, who shyly said hi to you and Jamie. He had a boyish and youthful aura about him that made you immediately assume he was the youngest. They both readily agreed to head to the beach.

Still not fully registering what had just happened, you walked to the check out in a near trance and bought your swimsuits. Then you exited the mall, and made your way to the parking lot. Jaehyun went to get his car while the rest of you waited at Jamie's. When he pulled up, the guys got in. After quickly entering her car with her, Jamie pulled out of the parking lot and followed them as they lead the way to the beach.

"Y/n, you okay?" She asked, taking her eyes off the road for a split second to glance at your face. Your prolonged silence had prompted her to speak.

You removed yourself from your racing thoughts. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just surprised."

She grinned. "Well, today's not gonna be boring, that's for sure. It'll be a lot more eventful than if we'd hung out at the beach by ourselves."

You nodded in agreement. You knew there wasn't much harm in doing this - there would be plenty of people on the beach around you - they couldn't try anything. And besides, you didn't even get those vibes from them. That wasn't what made you uneasy. It was the thought of spending a day at the beach with such attractive guys that made the tips of your ears turn pink and your heart rate increase. You just prayed you wouldn't say or do something utterly embarrassing.

Jamie drove into the public beach parking behind their car, parking a few spaces away from them. Exiting the car, you and her first made your way to the bathrooms to change. This beach was well maintained, a stone walkway lead to them and then continued on and up to a wide bridge that arched over the barrier dunes and then down onto the sand. Palm trees provided shade, which was made good use of as it seemed wherever a tree cast a shadow there was a cool bench to sit.

Locking yourself into a stall in the women's bathroom, you undressed and then pulled on your brand new swimsuit. Thankfully, despite not being able to try it on in the store, it fit extremely well. The gingham pattern, pale blue color, and small ruffles on the waistband and straps made you conclude this was the cutest bikini you'd ever seen. Exiting the stall, you briefly peered into the mirror above the sinks to pull your hair into two low pigtails.

Turning back around, you found Jamie standing there in her new suit, smiling at you.

"Ready y/n?" She asked.

You took a breath before replying. "Yep."

Arm in arm, you walked out to meet the boys, who'd already changed and were standing there waiting, beach bags in hand. Johnny got excited as he spotted you both and practically ran towards beach, Mark trying to keep up with him. Jaehyun looked unbothered as he stayed behind to walk at a normal pace with you. By the time you'd crossed over the sand dunes and strolled onto the beach, Mark and Johnny had already found a good place a little ways away to set up. They'd brought two large towels, big enough for multiple people to sit on, and had spread them out over the sand.

Jaehyun sat down on one, then patted the ground next to him, motioning for you to sit next to him. After a few seconds of contemplation you complied, folding your legs to the side as you still kept a couple feet of distance from him. Jamie sat down with Johnny and Mark on the other towel.

For the next hour or so, the five of you talked about various topics in an effort to learn more about each other. Gradually, you loosened up as you got used to their company. Johnny and Mark were college friends of Jaehyun's, who'd came into town a few days before you to visit him where he now lived on the coast. Funnily enough, the two boys were staying in the same hotel as you and Jamie while they did so - it was the closest to Jaehyun's apartment.

Noon came and went, and the air continued to heat up around you until it was unbearable. You looked out at the ocean water longingly, but didn't want to leave by yourself, and the others seemed to be having such a great time...

Glancing over at you, Jaehyun made a suggestion. "Who's up for the water?"

Despite your assumptions, the agreement was unanimous. As one, you all rose and ran towards the rolling sea, chasing each other. Diving into the waves, you ran out until the water was up to your waist. Johnny swam out farther than any of you, while Jamie and Mark stayed in slightly shallower water.

You heard the sound of someone sloshing around in the water directly behind you. Spinning around, you were met with his chest - his white shirt was now wet and you could see some of the muscles through it - as your eyes widened and you looked up into Jae's eyes. He smiled down at your face, less than a foot away, dimples on full display.

"Hi." He said in a way that made your heart melt. Then: "Feel better?"

"Y- yeah, it was really hot before." Your words betrayed your body - being in the water wasn't cooling you off at all anymore.

You stood there for a few awkward moments in silence, not knowing what to say.

"Um-" You began.

"Woah y/n look out!" He cut you off, sudden panic on his face as he closed the small distance between the two of you.

Suddenly, a large wave crashed into your back. It pushed you straight into the only thing that would keep you standing - his body. Instinctively, you gripped onto his shirt tightly so you didn't fall, tugging it towards you. He didn't hesitate to wrap his strong arms around your waist to steady you. Only after the wave had passed did you realize what you'd done, quickly releasing the fabric from your hands. But he didn't let go.

"Are you okay?" He asked, worry in his tone.

You nodded, heart pounding loudly in your ears. However, you were shaking slightly.

He began leading you back towards the shore, not convinced. Stumbling onto the hot sand, he guided you back to the towels, sitting you down once you got there. Getting a smaller towel, he wrapped it around you so you could dry off, then he sat down next to you.

You looked at him, embarrassed. "You can go back if you want, I'll be fine here."

"No, I'm good." He leaned back a bit. "I'm not much of a swimmer anyways."

He then lifted his arm and ran his fingers through his damp hair, brushing it back off his forehead. You gulped, incredibly bothered by the motion.

He looked at you with a slight smirk. "Thirsty?"

"Yeah." You replied.

Smirk widening, he handed you an unopened water bottle. You drank, trying desperately to calm down.

Jamie ran up to you, Mark following close behind. "Y/n are you okay?" She asked, confused and concerned. "What happened?"

You explained without including the details that made you blush when you thought of them. She sat on the towel next to you, deciding not to go back out. Mark followed suit and shortly after Johnny joined you again when he realized everyone was out of the water.

After a bit, you began to get hungry and got up to try and find some food. Luckily, there was a food truck nearby with some cheap lunch. Returning to the towels, you ate in relative silence as the sun moved slowly west overhead. The rest of the afternoon was spent walking, playing with a frisbee, and sunbathing. You noticed Jaehyun seemed to be keeping you within a few feet of him the entire time, never leaving you alone or with the others. Even when you went back out with Jamie into the shallow water, he followed - even though he tried to appear like he wasn't.

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Once the sun went down, everything was packed up and taken back to the cars. You threw back on your shorts from earlier before heading to a nearby bar, open to the sea and cool night air. It was already crowded with many tourists, and once you entered you quickly lost sight of the others, later catching a glimpse of Jamie talking to Johnny off to the side with a drink in hand.

Seeing the bar, you made your way over to it by yourself and sat on one of the barstools. You beckoned the bartender over to order your drink.

"What can I get for you?" She asked, polishing a glass.

"A margarita please." you answered.

She then looked at the seat next to you. "And you sir?"

"A margarita for me too, thanks." A familiar voice answered.

You turned around in your seat to face Jaehyun, blinking at him.

He smiled and nodded in greeting, those adorable dimples reappearing on the corners of his mouth. Feeling your face heat up, you quickly turned to look at the bartender as she made your identical drinks.

You cleared your throat a little. "So... you like margaritas too?"

He chuckled softly at your attempt to break the awkwardness. "Truthfully, I've never tried one. Thought tonight was good first time."

You could feel his eyes on you, boring into your soul in an attempt to get your attention. When you couldn't take it any longer and tilted your head to look at him, his eyes immediately met yours. A slight smirk spread across his lips.

When your drinks were served, he was the first to take a sip, eyes not leaving you for a millisecond. You drank and shifted in your seat, fully aware of how he was checking you out as his eyes began to roam. You wondered if maybe you should've put on a shirt over your bikini top to cover yourself better. But that thought was quickly dismissed as a new one took its place. You liked it - the way his attention was focused on no one but you. There were plenty of other hot girls there that night, but he paid them no mind.

The hours drifted by as those around you melted away and it felt like you and Jae were the only two in the entire world. The music and voices of patrons were only a buzz in the distant background as you focused on his soft words. You found you enjoyed each others company - he made you comfortable with the idea of spending as much time in it as possible.

When the clock struck ten, you could feel the beginnings of fatigue creeping into your mind. An incoming text made his phone buzz. He checked it, relaying the message to you after briefly lifting up his eyebrows in surprise.

"Your friend's heading back to the hotel with Johnny and Mark, she's driving them there."

"Oh!" You replied in surprise, glancing around the bar but finding them already gone. You knew what was probably going to happen to Jamie, but you didn't voice it.

He looked at you for about a minute before speaking again, slowly. "Do you.. wanna come to my place?"

You met his eyes again, heart and mind racing at his invitation. The implications of his question didn't slip by you, they were fully realized. Still, it didn't take you long to make up your mind - in fact, you'd already made it before he'd asked.

"Yes." You replied.

He smiled wide and grabbed your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours. You quickly slid off your barstool and exited the bar, making for the car. You giggled as he pulled you along. The moon shone down on you from high overhead, lighting the way. Once reaching the car, he opened the passenger door for you and you hopped inside as he then closed it and rounded the car to his seat. Getting in, he started the car and drove out onto the road towards his apartment.

Your mind raced as you made the silent drive to his apartment, listening to the low sounds of the radio coming through the speakers. It only took a few minutes before he was parking, getting out, and coming around to help you out of the car. Grasping your hand tightly again, he lead you into the building. The lobby of his apartment had only dim lights on at this time to illuminate the room. No one was around. Jaehyun took a left after guiding you through the main doors.

"This way." He practically whispered, taking you into the elevator.

He hit the three and the doors closed, leaving you alone in the small space with him for a few moments. He didn't waste any time in turning you around to face him, closing the gap between you. Locking his lips with yours in a heated first kiss, he backed you up into the elevator wall, driving you up it slightly with his strong arms. You instinctively wrapped your limbs around his body to steady yourself and kissed him back. You could taste both him and the drink he'd had at the bar - the mixture was heavenly.

A ding signified your arrival at his floor, forcing you to part. Thankfully for the both of you, his door wasn't too far away. Pulling you down the hall quickly, Jae stopped at his door and took out his keys, fumbling with them for a few seconds as he tried to rush. When the door was unlocked, he pushed it open, letting you both walk through before harshly closing it again.

For the few seconds it took for him to throw the keys on a small table next to the door you glanced around the dark apartment. Through a cracked door to your left you could make out a bathroom. A small kitchen stretched across most of the right wall from the door, a long bar separating it from the rest of the room. In this main room was both his living area and bedroom. His bed was pushed up against the farthest wall, which was taken up entirely by two giant windows. The moonlight shone through them, illuminating a balcony on the other side that looked out into the night and the street below, where palm trees waved back and forth in a light breeze.

The sudden grip of his large hand on your waist from behind made you jump. He spun you around, and gave you that soul piercing stare that made all your self-control fade away. You leaned in this time, seeing a smirk spread across his face right before you closed your eyes. As soon as your lips brushed against his again, he picked up were you'd left off, kissing you relentlessly and leaving you breathless. Slowly, he backed you up further into the apartment until the backs of your legs bumped up against the edge of the bed as you struggled to bring air to your lungs.

He lifted you just enough to clear the mattress and sit you down on top of it. Climbing onto it himself, he gently laid you down onto the sheets underneath him. He kept himself up with his knees, one on each side of you as he started to move his plush lips down to your neck. He proceeded to mark you, painting several dark spots onto your skin that would surely be there the next day.

"Ah, Jae." You moaned out for the first time, when the tenseness that had been building between your legs became too much to stay silent.

He paused. "What is it princess?"

"I need..." You began, heating up at the petname.

"Yes?" He asked patiently, waiting for your commanding words. He smiled down at you, raising a hand to your cheek to stroke it soothingly.

"You." You finished, meeting his gaze. "I need you."

He smiled wider. "Sure thing."

Removing his hand from your face, he moved it down to the waistband of your shorts. Unbuttoning them with both hands, he slipped them off and down your ankles with ease. Placing his strong hand on your upper thigh, he spread it away from the other and began moving his fingers closer to your heat. Shivering at his touch, you sunk deeper into the bedsheets. He let his fingertips get to the edge of your bikini bottoms, but stopped there, teasing you.

"Hey-" You breathed, scolding him when you realized what he was doing.

He looked down at you, hair messily splayed around your head as your chest rose and fell beneath him. Your skin was beginning to glisten with perspiration, your eyelashes fluttering slightly every time you blinked your half-closed eyes. "Hm?"

You took a moment to respond. "Touch me Jae."

He smiled a dark smile as he brushed your bikini bottoms to the side. The first touch of his fingertips against your slick clit had you lifting your hips up off the bed, curses falling from your lips. He forced them back down, pinning you to the bed with his body. He quickly resumed his actions, running his fingers back and forth over your folds as you moaned at the pleasure. He then suddenly inserted a finger into your dripping core.

"Ah-" You gasped in surprise as he continued, using his thumb to trace circles across your clit. It was all too much for you to handle. He watched as you gradually lost control beneath him, writhing about in pleasure. The dangerous combination of things he was doing to you quickly brought your first high like a rising wave that crashed into the beach before it.

You didn't have time to warn him before your walls clamped down on his finger and your juices spilled out onto his hand, sheets, and down your legs. He let you ride out your orgasm and calm all the way down before removing his finger and sitting up, licking every last bit of you from his fingers. You peered down the bed at him, watching in fascination as he lapped it up like a man starved.

"Shit, you taste good." He complimented, making your face feel flushed.

When his hand was clean, he bent down and stuck his head between your legs. A second later, you felt the flick of his tongue on your inner thigh. He left a trail of wet kisses up it, making his way back up to your heat. Without warning, you felt his lips brush against your folds as he proceeded to use his tongue to clean you up as best he could. His hot breath against your pussy made you squirm and draw your legs up closer to your chest. Once satisfied he sat up again, licking the last of you from his lips.

He then repositioned himself above you. Removing his swim trunks, his hard member sprung free and stood erect, precum trickling from its pink tip. Slipping a couple of fingers into the waistband of your bikini bottoms, he pulled then down your legs, leaving them with your shorts at your ankles. Lining up with your entrance, he held himself up with his strong arms, caging you in. You looked up at him, his faded purple hair messy across his face. He gave you a reassuring smile - dimples and all - before pushing into you with ease and rolling his hips down onto yours. Matching the pace he set, you pulled his face back down to yours to kiss him again, softer this time. He complied, kissing you deeper and slower as he pushed further into you with each thrust.

When he bottomed out, he speed up the movement of his hips, gripping yours to bring them closer to his. The lewd sounds of sex filled the apartment, combined with both of your increasingly loud moans.

"Jae." You moaned out, breaking your kisses. You felt the tenseness building in your abdomen again.

He groaned as you felt him twitch inside you. "Fuck, you sound so hot saying my name like that."

He then hit your g-spot with the tip of his cock, pushing you over the edge. You came undone all at once, flexing your walls around him, gasping for air. Seconds later, hot strings of his cum shot through you, spilling out onto the bed along with your own. Riding out your orgasms simultaneously, your heavy breathing gradually quieted until he pulled out and sat up on the bed beside you. Watching him slide off the edge and stand up, your eyes followed him as he made his way to the bathroom entrance, ducking in for a second and returning with a towel.

Climbing back onto the bed, he leaned over you and gently cleaned you up with the towel, being extra careful around your sore clit. When most of it was wiped up, he discarded the towel onto the floor and laid down next to you. You rolled onto your side to look at him in the moonlight.

His skin had a visible sheen to it and his hair was a fucking mess - it stuck partially to his damp skin. But that only made his perfectly sculpted features more beautiful. You felt him wrap his arm around your naked waist, holding you to his body. Brushing a loose strand of hair away from your face, he spoke for the first time in minutes.

"Let's do this again tomorrow."

In your fucked out state, you couldn't respond with much else than an excited nod as you snuggled up to him. He gently kissed your swollen lips, happy.

Brushing your nose with his, he whispered: "Night y/n."

You replied by kissing him back, closing your eyes, and drifting off to sleep in his arms.

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Are we kidding. Wonho you son of a bitch how DARE you post this and not expect me to get that feeling. Watch with headphones ppl.

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Hi! Below are some facts about my page :3

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• I'm a fanfic writer who writes fics for a variety of fandoms.

• Feel free to reblog my work! However, I do not tolerate reposting or rewriting my work. In my opinion it renders the time and effort I put into each fic pointless.

• Oh and a lot of my fics are heavily inspired by my dreams! (hence the username) I just make small changes or additions.

In other words, you can thank my ghost writer (my subconscious, she's a real one) for this shit. XD

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Stormy Night | Bruno Bucciarati 🐰

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Yixing | EXO 🍋🐰

Ten | WayV 🍋🐰

Hwasa | Mamamoo 🍋🐰💥

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warnings/tags: dom!Yixing sub!reader, fanfic, smut, slight fluff; cursing, size kink, fingering, unprotected sex, railing, cream pie

summary: over a weekend, the sexual tensions between you and your best friend Yixing come to a breaking point

word count: 4.7k (um, wow)

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i went all out on this one, hope you all enjoy!!

P.S. only the ending is based on a dream this time, I made up the rest :>

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"What are your plans for this weekend?" You asked the two men in front of you.

The three of you sat around a small round table outside your favorite local coffee shop, a few blocks from your work. Around you, the city buzzed in the excitement of mid-day. The autumn sun peeked through whatever gaps in the buildings it could to light up the streets below. Every now and then, the sounds of downtown - a speeding car, a siren - would interrupt the conversation.

Their answers to your question were both something along the lines of 'absolutely nothing' with looks of dread for the boredom to come.

"Why do you ask?" Junmyeon, the one to your left, asked.

Shrugging your shoulders and peering into your nearly empty coffee cup you replied: "I don't know, I was maybe hoping I could tag along with one of you since I don't have anything to do either."

To your right, Yixing was quiet and deep in thought. "I know." He suddenly announced. "Let's go camping!"

You pondered the idea for a moment. The chance to completely disconnect from and forget about the stresses of adult life - even if just for a couple of days? Not to mention a whole weekend alone with your two favorite people in the whole world. Sounded better than any other activities you could think of at the moment.

"Sure why not." you agreed, looking to Junmyeon. "Are you coming with?"

"I'll have to be back Sunday night, but sure."

"We'll bring two cars then, since me and y/n don't have to get back until sometime Monday." Yixing proposed.

Junmyeon knowingly smiled at him. "Must be nice getting a long weekend, I should join you guys' office."

The conversation trailed off into unrelated chatter, until your lunch breaks were up. Parting ways with Junmyeon, you and Yixing walked back to your building a few blocks away, continuing the conversation alone.

In your sophomore year of high school, the two of you had become fast friends, both having the same interests and intended career path. He had then introduced you to his friend Junmyeon, and although you didn't have as much in common with him as Yixing, his easy-going personality made you warm up to him quickly. Throughout the remaining two years of high school, the three of you had been inseparable. You didn't even have any girl friends, but you didn't need any with the boys always around.

Although, you would be lying if you said you'd never caught feelings for either of them. The truth was both were very attractive and had girls falling for them left and right. Multiple times over the years you yourself had gone through phases of having a crush on one, then the other until finally you decided it wasn't worth potentially ruining the friendship. These days, those feelings were rare - and dismissed as quickly as they came up.

Entering your office building, the two of you rode the elevator up to your floor. Exiting quickly through the still-opening doors, you said your goodbyes to Yixing for the rest of the afternoon with a slight wave as you both headed to your individual desks.

.•°•. _ .•°•. _ .•°•. _ .•°•.

The rest of the week was uneventful, work progressed at the office smoothly. Later on that day, you'd gotten out of the shower after work to find Yixing and Junmyeon already texting in your group chat and making plans. Junmyeon was in charge of food and drinks. Yixing had a large tent that could be used, and would pick you up Saturday morning.

y/n: you guys have to leave at least one thing for me to do

not_a_sheep: bring yourself

y/n: very funny

suh01: don't worry y/n, we'll work your ass off once we get there

not_a_sheep: we? I never agreed to this

y/n: promise

suh01: i'll make sure of it

y/n: lol k

y/n: I can also bring equipment like flashlights and first aid just in case

not_a_sheep: good idea

And so it was that you awoke early on Saturday, pulling your hair into a loose ponytail. You dressed in some light denim shorts, a tank top, and a cropped jacket that provided just enough warmth until the day heated up. You kept your makeup natural, so if it was damaged by the outdoors in any way it wouldn't be noticeable.

Feeling your phone buzz in your pocket, you quickly opened it to the lockscreen and glanced at Yixing's text signaling his arrival. Grabbing the backpack you'd packed the night before, you slid on your sneakers and headed out of your apartment and to the street. There he was waiting for you, Junmyeon sitting behind him in his car. Waving briefly at Junmyeon, you turned to Yixing's car as he rolled down the window.

"You can toss your bag in the backseat." He instructed, smiling at you.

Doing so, you then got in the passenger seat, closing the car door. He sped off in the direction of the country with Junmyeon following close behind. You picked up the soft sound of music playing at a low volume through the speaker. Only when he turned the volume louder did you realize he was playing your shared favorite band on the radio. Turning to smile at him, you saw he'd been waiting to see your reaction and once he did a grin spread across his face. God was that a cute grin.

You ignored how flushed you suddenly felt by averting your gaze and singing along to the music. And that's what you continued to do for the next two hours. You didn't hold back one bit, you were so comfortable with each other. Your voices mixed in a passionate duet - you both knew every line the lead singer sung.

Before you knew it, you were racing past open plains and small pine forests with no signs of civilization in sight. After passing by a few potential spots to set up camp, he pulled off the road near the edge of a forest and field. Rolling through the bumpy grass for a minute or two, he finally stopped and parked the car once the road was out of view.

"Wow, we're in the middle of nowhere." You observed, exiting the car and taking a look around.

"It's perfect!" Junmyeon called, walking over from his car which was parked a little ways away. Once he'd gotten closer, he spoke again at a normal volume. "So, what did I miss out on in the past two hours?"

"Only a concert sung by y/n and yours truly." Yixing replied with a shrug.

At this Junmyeon laughed. Leaving the boys to talk about the drive, you walked around to the trunk of the car. Opening it, you took the tent out which was still folded up in its bag.

"Where should we set this up?" You asked, holding it up for them to see.

"Somewhere near those trees." Yixing pointed. As you began carrying it over, you heard him call out to you again. "Hey y/n, Junmyeon and I are going to quickly gather some firewood for later!"

"Alright!" You yelled without looking back.

You walked over to the flat area that he'd instructed, a few yards from the trees. Making sure the cars were still in sight, you sat the tent down and began to unpack it, separating the pieces. Unfolding the stiff main walls of the tent, you attempted to flip the thing right-side up - except now it was too big for you to move. You tried a few more times before stepping back for a moment so you could muster up all your energy.

You felt someone standing behind you the second before they tapped you on the shoulder. Startled, you spun around to find Yixing right next to you with that grin on his face. Behind him you could see a pile of fallen branches he'd set on the ground.

"Need some help?" He asked.

Sighing, you smiled at him in defeat. "Sure."

Each taking one side of the tent, you easily flipped it over with his assistance. It consisted of a single large interior room and a separate screened "porch" in the front. You then found a rock that fit in the palm of your hand, and used it to pound one of the stakes on a corner of the tent into the ground. It worked well. Moving to do the same on the next stake, you bent over to reach it. You could feel Yixing's eyes glued on your figure the whole time you drove the stake into the earth.

Straightening up, you glanced at him with a teasing look on your face. "What?"

Embarrassed that he'd been caught, he quickly looked away and acted like he was going to work on one of the stakes that you hadn't gotten to yet.

"Yixing, did you need something?" You asked in the same tone, subconsciously very aware of his intent but refusing to fully acknowledge it.

Chasing him down around to the other side of the tent, you found him still avoiding your eyes, a slight pink painted across his cheeks. "Can I use that rock?" He asked, refusing to make eye contact.

"Oh, sure." You replied, handing it to him. You were stopped from making any further comment by Junmyeon's approach, branches in his arms.

"Who wants lunch?" He asked, dumping the wood with the rest.

"Me!" You were starved after not eating breakfast.

Heading off to his car, you decided to keep it silent between you and Yixing as you waited for Junmyeon to return. He returned with some sandwiches he'd prepared for all of you, and nothing was said for minutes as you devoured them. Then the idea of a hike was brought up and agreed to.

After finishing every bite of your lunch, water bottles were gathered and the three of you made your way into the forest. Junmyeon led, while Yixing was in the middle and you brought up the rear. You soon came across a creek, and decided to follow it so you could easily retrace your steps when you decided to head back.

Yixing's back was facing you as you followed him along the trail that Junmyeon chose. With him in your view the entire time, you couldn't help but take note of his broad shoulders, his tight ass. The way his sculpted muscles moved as he walked showed his strength - it was all very attractive. Continuously you were shoving these thoughts from your mind only for them to return again. 'He's my friend.' You reminded yourself. 'I can't think like this.'

Eventually you opted to just stare at the ground until you got back to the tent - several hours later. By the time you returned, the three of you were exhausted, muscles aching. The sun was already lowering in the sky, turning it all shades of orange, pink, and yellow. Grabbing the wood gathered earlier, the boys built a bonfire the best they could while you went to grab the marshmallows out of Junmyeon's car.

When you returned, the wood was already ablaze. They'd created the perfect campfire, setting the biggest logs flat on the ground as seats. It was just dark enough now that the fire created a barely visible glow that warmed the ground and air near it. Already sitting, they turned to look your way at your approach, Yixing's face lighting up with the sight of the marshmallow bag in your hand. His grin made your face feel hot and you quickly looked at Junmyeon instead, who smiled at you, understanding conveyed in his gaze.

This exchange made you blush further, as you looked down at the grass and sat down next to Yixing on a log. Why did you feel this way? And why the fuck did you just sit next to him? Maybe you were just going through another phase of crushing on one of your best friends. These thoughts ran through your mind as you focused on opening the marshmallow bag. 'Nothing'll come from it, as usual.' You reminded yourself.

Pushing these thoughts to the back of your mind again, you asked: "Do we have some sticks for this?"

"Here." Junmyeon replied, leaning over to hand you some he'd gathered. It occurred to you that this whole time he'd been watching you, reading you.

The sky darkened, and the night got late. The three of you ate marshmallows, both golden and burned. Stories of all genres were told by everyone. Laughter filled the air. At some point, drinks were brought out, and enough was had to the point that everyone was tipsy. The tales became more ridiculous, small secrets were spilled without any thought. But it was okay, you probably wouldn't remember any of it by morning.

Slowly, one by one, you began making your way to the tent as time creeped into the early hours of the morning. Junmyeon was first, followed shortly by Yixing after he'd put out the fire. He asked if you were coming too, and you replied with something like "in a minute."

When you did stumble your way over to the tent several minutes later, you moved to open it when you heard hushed voices. They were practically whispering, but bless your good hearing - you could just make out most of the words.

"Are you sure?" Yixing asked, excitement detectable in even his whisper.

"I think so," Junmyeon replied, "...can't look at you... blushing..."

You put your ear even closer to the tent wall, struggling to hear Junmyeon.

"I'm scared to make a move." Yixing confessed. "I'm scared I'll ruin everything."

Then Junmyeon said something inaudible.

In your drunken state, none of these words made sense. Did he have crush on somebody? Deciding you couldn't stay awake out there any longer, you finally entered the tent. They already lay on the ground, falling asleep. Junmyeon acknowledged your presence with a soft "hey" before rolling over on his side to face the wall of the tent. Yixing lay in the middle. You slowly crawled next to him on the other side and laid down.

After a few minutes, Yixing spoke the last words you heard before drifting off to sleep. "Goodnight y/n."

.•°•. _ .•°•. _ .•°•. _ .•°•.

The light of the late morning sun filtered through your lashes as you blinked open your eyes. The first thing you noticed was the throbbing in your head, the second was the arms securely wrapped around you from behind. Remembering the sleeping arrangement the night before, you quickly realized it was Yixing, spooning you like a child hugging onto its favorite plushie. At this revelation, your heart began pounding rapidly.

You reached to touch his hand. "Yi- yixing?" You asked in a quiet voice.

"Hmm..?" He moaned, semi-awake.

For painfully long moments he continued holding you as he fully awoke and assessed the situation. When he realized he suddenly pulled away, sitting up and mouthing a "sorry," hoping Junmyeon wouldn't hear. Taking deep breaths to calm your heart, you sat up as well.

"What time is it?" You asked in the same tiny voice.

He grabbed his phone off of the ground and looked at the time, surprised by it. "10:23."

"Ugh." You groaned, rubbing your forehead. "My head's killing me."

At this, Yixing became concerned. "Do we have pain killers?"

"Yeah, in my emergency bag." You replied, still holding your head with your hand.

"I'll go get them." He said without a second thought, quickly exiting the tent. Not two minutes later, he came back pills in hand.

"Do you have water?" He asked.

At your motion to your water bottle a few feet away, he leaned over and grabbed it. Opening the pill bottle, he took out a dose and handed it to you. Then he did the same with your water. He made sure you took and swallowed them, concern never leaving his expression.

"Isn't your head hurting too?" You asked.

"A bit, but I'll take care of it after you start feeling better." He replied. "You're more important."

Not knowing whether to take that as a compliment or not, you pouted. "No I'm not, you're equally important. Where's your water?"

"Gone since yesterday."

After thinking a moment, you held out your water bottle to him. "Here."

He stared into your eyes, a little taken aback but looking to see if you were truly fine with it. For once, you met and held his gaze, letting him know you were. Taking the bottle from your hand, he swallowed the pain killers. You watched as the tip of your bottle that had been on your lips moments before touched his. But it was the way that he tilted his head back as he took a sip that made your indecent thoughts return. You snapped your head towards the wall, covering your reddening face with your hand.

He set the bottle down again, not noticing your state. "Thanks y/n."

He then moved to exit the tent again, waking Junmyeon. After rubbing his eyes and running his fingers through his hair, Junmyeon left you in the tent alone, still just as flustered and replaying the morning's events in your head for minutes on end.

After you'd calmed down, the rest of the morning and afternoon flew by. Pretending like nothing happened, the three of you went about activities similarly to yesterday. You had brunch, then walked into the forest again, heading for the creek. This time, you went in, the coolness of the water refreshing from the mid-day heat of the sun. After splashing around and playing for hours, you returned back to the campsite and roasted some sausages over the fire for dinner. When the last bite had been finished, the three of you continued talking right up until the end of your time together.

Standing up from a log, Junmyeon sighed. "Well you two, I've gotta bounce. I'll leave what food's left with you."

"Aight man." Yixing stood up, giving him a quick hug. "See you in a few days."

Yixing then said something quiet to him, causing Junmyeon to nod.

"Bye y/n!" Junmyeon called, waving at you.

A little confused that he wasn't offering a hug as usual, you didn't voice it and waved back. "Bye!"

With a smile, he turned and walked to his car. After removing the cooler with food inside, he took off, leaving you alone with Yixing. On your own, not as much was said, you chose your words more carefully. He started the fire up again with some new wood that had been gathered that day. You sat on separate logs, slowly conversing as the sky became colorful, then dark. This night was a bit cooler than the last, and you began to shiver slightly.

During an awkward silence, he noticed this. Without saying anything, he reached out an arm, inviting you to sit on the same log as him. Heart rate speeding up a bit at the thought, you shuffled over to sit beside him after no hesitation. Wrapping his right arm around you, he pulled you close.

"Better?" He asked, smiling a sweet smile.

"Mmmh." You agreed, trying to loosen the way your body had tensed.

The minutes ticked by, and the only thing you could hear was the pounding of your heart deafening your ears. Then your worst fears came true.

"Y/n... is that your heartbeat?" He questioned.

When you refused to answer, mind racing, he pulled your face around to look at him, hand on your cheek. "Hey, are you alright? Your face is burning up."

In that moment, a feeling overcame you. Maybe it was because of the way he cared so much, the genuine concern he expressed. Or how you felt infinitely safe around him in a way you couldn't describe. Although, it could've also easily been the way the firelight danced off his tan skin. The way it lit up his warm brown eyes more powerfully than the sunlight could ever dream of. It could've been any combination of those things or others. But something compelled you to pull down his face to yours, brushing your lips across his in a soft kiss.

Snapping out of it, you pulled away, seeing the shock on his face. "Oh my god, Yixing I'm so sorry I-"

You were cut off as he kissed you back, a long deep kiss that you melted into. When you finally pulled apart, you giggled at how stupid you'd been.

"What?" He asked, smirking.

"I'm so blind. I thought you didn't like me in this way."

He shook his head. "I have for a long time y/n."

As he met your lips again, your heart felt as though it was soaring above the clouds. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you ran your fingers through the hair at its base. Quickening the pace of your kisses, you began to breathe heavier. Panting, you felt him pick you up by your waist and place you on his lap. You began to grind your hips down into his. Groaning, he quickly stopped you by gripping them, firmly holding you in place.

"Slow... down.." He panted, speaking between your kisses.

"But- I want this." You told him, meaning every word. The wetness already pooling between you legs confirmed it.

At your spoken consent, he released his grip on your hips. Straddling him, you began moving again, slower than before like he'd instructed. A growing bulge felt between your legs made you keenly aware of his arousal. A stronger thrust on your part made him grunt and swear against your lips.

"Shit y/n."

Suddenly you both lost your balance, crashing onto the grass a few feet away. You were only on top for the few seconds it took him to remove your shirt before he rolled you under him, pinning you in place. He took control of the pace, speeding it up. Being completely engulfed in his shadow made you want him more.

Spreading your legs wider, he unbuttoned your shorts and began pulling them down. Then he tugged at the waistband of your soaked panties and pulled them down to your ankles as well. Fully exposed to him, the scent of your arousal mixed with the smokiness in the air, penetrating your sense of smell. There was no way he wasn't aware of it too. You felt him move a hand down your body towards your naked heat.

When you felt the first touch of his fingertips against your folds, trembles rocked your body. You forced yourself to relax, settling down into the soft grass. Only to get excited again as he started tracing fast circles with his thumb on your clit, spreading your slick. You felt him smirk at how wet he'd made you. You arched your back up off the ground, moaning at the pleasure.

Beginning to feel your high building, you didn't warn him just yet. But unexpectedly, he inserted two fingers into your dripping pussy without warning. You cried out, sucking in a sharp breath as you flexed your walls and came onto his finger all in seconds. A little surprised, he pulled them out. Whimpering, you rode out your first orgasm underneath him.

After you'd calmed down a bit you moved to unbuckle his pants. He held your hand away for a moment.

"Y/n, I didn't bring a condom. And... I don't want to hurt you." He said carefully.

"I..." you panted, "don't care... I can take it." Another breath. "Just take care of me afterwards."

After hesitating a moment, he let go of your hand, and assisted you in removing his clothes. First his pants, then shirt, then his boxers. Springing free from the fabric, his cock stood erect as you took it in. It had good length, but its girth was what made you lay your head back on the grass and prepare yourself. The following seconds inched by as he moved towards you.

Pulling him down closer onto your body, you led him into another round of rough kisses as you felt the tip of his cock brush against your clit. Taking his hand in yours, you intertwined your fingers with his, waiting.

Pain shot through you as he slid into you harshly with a single thrust. Pushing deeper, he used his strength until he was balls deep in just two. He filled you up so much, almost too much. Bitting your lip, you did your best to adjust to his size. But he didn't give you much of a chance to, as he pulled out entirely after only being inside for a few seconds. The empty feeling was more painful than the full. You throbbed, desperately needing him back.

Thankfully he didn't wait long before fulfilling this as he repeated himself multiple times. Your combined pants and moans filled the night air as he forcefully fucked you into oblivion. It didn't take much of this to cause your second high. Aggressively pounding into you again for the unknownth time, he hit that sweet spot. Your mouth fell open and you gripped some blades of grass next to you with your free hand.

"Th- there-" you managed.

Understanding, he didn't remove himself fully again, only doing so partially before angling himself to hit the same spot. He only did so twice before you came undone for the second time that night.

"Yixing!" You cried out too late.

You clenched around his cock, feeling it twitch inside you. He swore, arms becoming shaky and breath choppy, warning you right before he came. Hot strings of his cum shot through you, filled you up to the brim. Your combined wetness then spilled out of you onto your inner thighs and the grass. Pulling out completely, he flopped down onto the ground next to you, grinning and breathing heavily.

Reaching out to touch his face, he held your hand against it. Then he pulled you closer, kissing your swollen lips gently. Parting, he looked into your eyes and smiled. You still couldn't look at him in this way without blushing, but it didn't matter anymore. Taking you into his arms, he held you as exhaustion caught up with you. Not a word was said, but none had to be for you both to know the mutual happiness you felt.

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You awoke to the sun peaking over the eastern horizon, lighting up the nature around you. Laying on your side, you felt something warm pressed up against your back. Rolling over onto your other side, you winced at the prickling of the grass on your bare skin and the soreness between your legs. You saw it was your best friend's bare chest that had been pressed against your back. He appeared to be sleeping peacefully, slightly curled around your body.

Realization hit you as you remembered the events of last night. Eyes widening, you gasped and covered your face with your hands in embarrassment. Peaking through your fingers, you saw his eyes were now open, that same adorable grin plastered across his face.

"Morning honey." He stretched a bit before realizing where you both lay. "Oh god, did we fall asleep here?"

"Mhmhmm." You replied with a nod.

Sitting up, he grabbed his pants and pulled them on before standing. Offering you a hand, you accepted it and tried to use your legs. Immediately they buckled under you. No way were you walking to the tent.

"Whoa!" He exclaimed as he prevented you from falling. He then scooped you up from the ground and into his arms.

"What the hell have you done to me?" You playfully asked, poking his cheek.

"I'm so sorry." He replied in a serious tone.

"Hey!" You scolded, not meaning to make him feel bad. "I asked for it."

He side eyed you as he carried you into the tent, smirking slightly. "Yeah you did."

Setting you down on the floor, he laid down next to you, cuddling up to you again. A few soft words and kisses were exchanged as you drifted off to sleep together again. It looked like this was what the rest of your trip would consist of, and you'd be lying if you said the thought didn't please you.

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warnings/tags: softdom!Ten sub!reader, smut, fluff, fanfic; cursing? maybe I can't remember XD, cunninilingus, honestly this is too soft there's barely any warnings lol

summary: you spend the night for the first time at your boyfriend Ten's house

word count: 2k

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yet another dream turned fic, wrote this one to be pretty soft as i'd imagine it would be :3

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It was already pretty late as you walked up to your boyfriend's apartment, on the second story of his building. You and Ten had been dating for a few months, but this was the first time he'd invited you over to spend the night. You couldn't help but let scenarios of how the next few hours could play out run through your mind. Removing your hand from your coat pocket momentarily, you knocked a few times on his door before stuffing it back in and exhaling, your breath visible on the cool night air.

After a few seconds he opened the door, just enough to let you come through. His face lit up as he saw you, almost with relief as if he'd been waiting for you impatiently all day long. He looked the best you'd ever seen someone look in sweats. His dark hair was slightly messy, bangs only partially covering his forehead.

"Hey babe!" He greeted you.

Walking inside, you responded with a cheerful "hey" and a smile back. He closed the door behind you. You removed your sneakers and then your coat, revealing your outfit underneath - a cropped T-shirt and high-waisted leggings that highlighted your curves. He extended a hand to take your coat, and turned around to hang it up on a hook on the back of the door behind you.

Taking a quick second to look around, you took in his apartment. You'd been a few times before, just to hang out for a few hours before heading home for the evening. To the right of the door was the kitchen, with a small bar overlooking the living area, which took up the rest of the room. On the wall right from the door, between the kitchen and living room, was the small hallway to the bedroom and bathroom. You wondered when you'd be heading in that direction.

He only had the kitchen lights and the TV on, the rest was dark.

Your heart skipped a beat as you felt his arms snake around you suddenly from behind, resting on your hips. His breath was hot against your neck as he pulled you close to him.

"Guess what." He said in a teasing tone.

"Hm?" you mumbled in response, melting into his touch.

"I've got your favorite movie for us to watch tonight, if you're down." He answered innocently.

"Of course." You replied, feeling a slight twinge of disappointment that he wasn't offering what you were secretly hoping for. Maybe later.

He pulled away and grabbed your hand, leading you towards the couch. Climbing onto it, you cuddled up against him, letting him hold you in his arms as the movie began. You'd known it since your childhood, the characters bringing a smile to your face whenever you saw them. You could recite every line they spoke. Watching it always made you feel happy and calm, however, this time was different. For some reason your heart continued to pound loudly in your ears as the movie went on. You were keenly aware of Ten's chest rising and falling beneath you, the warmth of his body against yours.

The first scene between the main couple came onto the screen. As a hopeless romantic, it'd always been your favorite - but now it just made you feel more desperate to have Ten do something more than hug you. Eyes still on the screen, he seemed to hear your thoughts and moved his hand down to rub your inner thigh. You prayed he couldn't hear how your heart rate accelerated, how your breathing became even quicker than before. He shifted a little under you, pulling you closer. He continued moving his fingers up and down your thigh, then brought them dangerously close to your heat.

You were about to scold him for getting so close, but he pulled away suddenly. In fact, he sat up entirely on the couch and paused the movie. You turned to look at him in confusion, as he was standing up and heading towards the kitchen.

"Ten, is everything alright?" You asked.

He answered in a distracted tone. "Yeah, I just needed something."

He opened a drawer on the edge of the kitchen, rummaging through it. You couldn't see very well, the bar blocked your view. He then found what he was looking for and quickly reorganized the drawer before closing it and heading back over to the couch. He plopped back down next to you before turning to give you a slight smirk.

You couldn't hold back your curiosity any longer. "So... what did you get?"

His smirk grew wider, and he raised his closed fist which contained the object.

"Wouldn't you like to know." He teased, flashing you a goofy grin.

Your eyes focused on his fist. A smile spread across your lips as you accepted his challenge. You reached out to grab his closed hand. He saw it coming, and raised it up out of your reach. A struggle ensued, and both of your giggles filled the room as you tried your hardest to catch his hand and pry his fingers open. In the end, he grabbed your arms and held you back from trying again, leaning you back slightly. You pouted, giving up. Only then did he open his hand, and dangled the previously hidden condom in front of your face, a mischievous look in his eyes.

Your eyes widened a bit as blush flared up across your cheeks. You bit your lip slightly and peered up at him, the playfulness draining away as a more serious tone hung in the air. Not a word was said, but none had to be for the both of you to understand. You'd wanted this.

He leaned in closer, brushing his lips across yours in a first soft kiss. After your silent acceptance, he lead you into a deeper kiss, quicker than the first. As he quickened the pace, he pushed past your lips with his tongue. You allowed him in, letting him explore as he pleased. It wasn't the first time you'd made out, yet it somehow felt different.

He leaned you further back, until you flopped on the couch under him, lips still attached. His hands began to move down your body, tracing every curve. He brushed a hand over your clothed breast, causing you to groan softly against his mouth. You ground your hips up into his, causing a grunt to escape him. You felt his erection brush past your clit, separated by a few layers of fabric.

You momentarily broke away from his kisses. "Ten, I wanna-"

"You sure? We've never done this." He looked deep into your eyes, reading you.

You responded with a nod, then moved to pull off his sweatshirt. After discarding it, you let him pull off your shirt, then the leggings. You were glad you'd worn your best set of lacy black lingerie just in case.

His eyes widened a bit, he licked his lips. "Y/n, you're so sexy." His comment caused you to blush harder than you had before.

He took a moment to admire you, then moved to strip you out of your bra. With your assistance, it came over your head and was tossed to the floor. You then pulled him in to kiss him again, only to be left breathless as he aggressively attacked your lips. He then began trailing kisses down your body, from your chin, between your breasts, and to your lower stomach. By the time he'd reached it, your heat throbbed with longing for him.

He paused a moment. "May I?" He hesitantly questioned.

"God, Ten please." You managed to answer. Being completely separated at the moment was torture for you.

Without wasting another second, he slipped off your panties and spread your legs. The sudden flick of a tongue right across your slit had you bucking your hips up into him. He quickly gripped onto your thighs to keep you in place. Tracing his tongue in circles around your entrance, he lapped up every bit of the juices already trickling out of you. His motions had soft moans and curses falling from your lips. Just when you thought the sensation would overwhelm you, he entered you with his tongue. The sudden stimulation caused you to moan a bit louder.

He greedily ate you out like a man starved, pulling his tongue out and reentering you several times before swirling it over your walls, pleasuring you beyond belief. It wasn't long before a tense feeling in your abdomen warned you what was coming.

"Babe, I think I'm gonna-"

Hearing this, Ten removed himself from between your legs, preventing you from reaching your high. "Not yet you're not."

You winced at the tenseness, rubbing your thighs together. He proceeded to force them open again. "Don't you dare cum until I'm inside you." He threatened.

You could only watch as it seemed to take him forever to remove his sweats and boxers. The condom was then rolled over his fully erect member. Moving towards you again, he lined up with your pussy before teasing your folds slightly with his tip. Then he slowly pushed in, allowing you time to adjust to him. He set the pace slow, grinding his hips down into yours and pushing slightly deeper with every thrust. The pleasant stretch was enough to make you lose what self control you had left. You pulled him back down towards your chest, needing to feel the warmth of his skin against yours.

Complying with you silent wishes, he brushed a strand of loose hair from your face and kissed you again, deeper. You could still taste yourself on his lips. You suddenly grinded up a little harder and quicker than before, causing him to moan against your lips. He parted from you and looked into your eyes.

"What... was that for?" He asked between breaths. "Ugh you feel so good."

"Sorry." You managed to whisper in a tiny voice, blushing at his last comment. Then you cried out as he hit that special spot. "Ah, there-"

Speeding up, Ten pounded that spot over and over again until you could feel your high approaching for a second time. Noticing your breathing becoming choppier, Ten reached down to rub a thumb against your clit, the unexpected touch making you arch your back. Your mouth fell open as your nerves only continued to build.

Kissing your neck, he whispered: "Cum for me babe." In a low voice that made you come undone all at once beneath him. Walls clenching around his cock, his voice became shaky as he released into the condom right after you. You rode out your orgasms together, and only after you'd calmed down did he pull out and wrap up the condom.

Sitting up, he pulled on his sweatpants while you lay there for a minute before following suit, reaching for whatever was closest - which happened to be your T-Shirt and panties. Standing up, he scooped you up into his arms and you leaned your head on his bare chest as he began making his way towards the bedroom.

He laid you down in his bed and then flopped down next to you, throwing the blankets over the both of you before taking you in his arms. After a few moments, he spoke in a soft voice.

"Babe, is everything okay?"

You smiled at him. "More than okay."

He smiled back. "You're just being so quiet."

"Oh Ten, I'm sorry. I was processing it all... I didn't mean to make you think I didn't like it." You made your voice tinier. "Cause I did."

Chuckling, he pulled you closer. "I'm glad, cause that means we can do that again." He winked at you, causing you to turn visibly red even in the near-pitch darkness of his room.

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warnings/tags: dom!hwasa sub!reader, wlw, smut, angst, slight fluff, fanfic; cursing, fingering

summary: your girlfriend plans to strip you out of the dress you wore to dinner

word count: 1.3k

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there's not too many wlw kpop fics, so I wanted to make one featuring one of my favorite ladies. Enjoy!!

P. S. thank you so so soooooo much for the recognition on my last fic, it means a lot :3

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Turning the corner around the block, you saw your girlfriend standing outside the restaurant, grinning and waving in your direction. Rushing ahead of your family, you ran into up to her and into her arms.

"I've missed you." you said sweetly, pulling away.

She laughed. "It's only been a few days silly."

"Too long." You replied, pouting at her as you grabbed her hand. "You look amazing."

Her tan skin contrasted beautifully against the skin-tight yellow minidress she wore. Her dark hair fell down to her chest, slight waves blowing a bit in the breeze. The sun setting behind her only made her glow even more. She looked like a sun goddess.

"You don't look half bad yourself." she said with a wink, sizing you up. Her compliments always made you blush, no matter how frequent they were.

You quickly changed the subject, glancing around. "Where's your family?"

"Already inside." she nodded towards the entrance to the restaurant, where your parents had passed you and were walking in. "They wanted to make sure there was enough seating."

She began to lead you towards the doors by your hand, and once inside you fell into step behind both of your parents as a waiter lead you to an outdoor seating area in the back. The lighting inside was dim, the furnishings fancy and polished. This was a special night for your families to meet each other, and you couldn't think of a better place for it.

As you made your way through the restaurant, you could feel Hwasa's eyes still on you. Your green dress was also tight around your body, the straps barely hanging on to your shoulders. The skirt was short but looser than hers, swaying around your legs as you walked.

With a playful smile, she took her pointer finger and slipped it under a strap, tugging at it slightly. "Did you do this on purpose?" She whispered in your ear.

You turned visibility red even in the dark. "Not now babe!"

She smirked a little more. "Then later?"

You were sure you looked absolutely mortified, grateful your parents didn't seem to notice. "I suppose..."

"Kay!" She said happily, leaning away from your ear.

.•°•. _ .•°•. _ .•°•. _ .•°•.

Dinner seemed to be going great. Your parents were getting along, the mood was perfect. Nobody sat around you, so it was quiet except for the sounds of your voices. Small yellow orbs of light were strung above the deck, lighting up the night's darkness. The white tablecloth draped over the large round table, reaching the floor. Thankfully it concealed everything underneath, including Hwasa's hand squeezing your thigh.

You weren't sure if she did it on purpose, though it wouldn't surprise you. She kept her eyes on the people around the table, still focusing on what they were saying. But every now and again, she would tighten her grip on your thigh as if to say: 'Don't you dare forget about later.' It was hard to concentrate and act normal with her touching you in such a way.

Just when you thought you couldn't go any longer without scolding her, everyone decided it was best to leave - it was nearing ten. Standing up from the table forced her to remove her hand from your leg and return it to your hand. You said your goodbyes to your family, then went outside and followed her to where she'd parked her car.

Your mind raced with all the possibilities that could happen once you got to her place. Your heart started to beat a little faster in anticipation. The drive seemed to last forever, even though it was only a few minutes. She pulled into the parking deck of her apartment building, dark and empty of people. Parking in her space, you both unbuckled your seat belts. You turned to look at her, she was smiling in your direction. That stupid playful grin she'd been wearing off and on again the whole night returned.

Leaning over the center console, you followed her lead, as she kissed you deeply you kissed back. She began to quicken the pace, your breathing becoming choppy and fast. Just as you began to reach for her dress, she pulled away, shaking her head.

"Upstairs." She commanded.

You gulped and nodded. Exiting the car, you both headed for the stairway and practically ran up the stairs. Once reaching her apartment door, she unlocked it and you followed her to the bedroom, not even stopping to turn on the lights.

She barely let you come inside before turning around and slamming you into her bedroom door, forcing it closed with your body. You groaned slightly at the impact. She looked at you intensely, sending a shiver down your spine.

"You have no idea how hard I've had to resist." She growled.

She crashed her lips onto yours, this time pushing past them with her tongue. Her fingers went back under your dress straps, peeling them off for good this time. She let the whole thing fall to the floor, revealing your light blue lingerie you'd worn just for her. A darker spot on your panties revealed the dampness already pooling between your legs. You reached for her dress, but again she stopped you, pulling it off herself. It didn't matter how many times you saw her like this, she was just as stunning as the first time. Her lacey black underwear set turned you on even more.

She pushed you off the door and towards the bed, setting you down on it beneath her. You began to grind up against her, matching the pace she set. Your frequent kisses left you panting, struggling to pull in air. You reached to pull off her panties, and she surprisingly allowed it.

The last layer of fabric between you - your panties - was quickly removed by her and discarded somewhere behind her. She wasted no time in tracing her finger around your hole, causing you to moan in pleasure. She further teased your folds by running her finger up and down them.

"Hwasa... oh, fuck." You breathed, arching your back.

Suddenly, she slipped two fingers into your dripping heat, stretching you perfectly. You gripped the bedsheets between your fingers as she slid them in and out, wet noises filling the bedroom along with your moans. You could feel your high approaching fast.

"I'm going to c- cum." You managed to whine.

At this she sped up her actions, sticking in a third digit and pushing all three in as far as she could, stimulating your sensitive walls. You bucked up your hips when you came on her hand, riding out your orgasm. She pulled out her fingers, licking you off them.

Her hands then fell on your hips, guiding them up to grind against her own. Your clit slid easily past hers, lubricated by your combined wetness. She tilted you at slightly different angles, trying to get the best one. Her moans joined yours as you hit the right spot, the sensation sending trembles through your body. She sped up her thrusts at that angle, her breathing becoming choppier and her legs shaking slightly as she came over you, you following seconds after. You rid out your orgasms together, slowing down the pace until she climbed off, laying down beside you.

She intertwined her fingers with yours, squeezing your hand. Sighing happily, grinning up at the ceiling. "I'm so lucky."

"No me." You countered. "I get to be with the most beautiful girl in the world."

"Cheesy." She teased, poking your cheek.

You shook your head. "But true."

She smiled a warm smile at you, making your heart soar. "I love you y/n."

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warnings/tags: dom!wonho sub!reader, fluff, smut, fanfic; cursing, railing, unprotected sex, hook up, size kink, other types of filth

summary: your first encounter with your new nextdoor neighbor turns steamy

word count: 2k

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Had this dream and decided that Wonho was a good fit to replace the rando my mind made up. Didn't require much editing, so this is straight from my messed up subconscious. Hope you enjoy!! ;>

and yes, I am a certified Wonho simp. (′ꈍᴗꈍ‵)

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You glanced up past the tops of the skyscrapers of Manhattan at the gray sky and sighed, pulling your coat tighter around you in the cool air. Seeing the older structure that was your apartment building in front of you, waves of relief washed through you. Getting excited to head inside and warm up a little, you thought: 'Another day of work over, time to relax.' But as you neared the entrance, you heard a voice behind you.

"Goddamn." A man muttered under his breath. "What's your name?" He said a little louder so you could hear, his tone indicating obvious interest.

Fighting back a sigh and without looking his way, you replied: "Sorry, I'm not interested."

Despite wanting to desperately go inside, you turned and headed back the way you came, thankful he didn't follow. You figured it wasn't a good idea for him to know where you lived. Once out of sight of your building, you decided it was probably safe to head back.

Approaching your building for the second time, you could see no one stood outside the building, so you entered. Heading up one flight of stairs onto the second floor, you made your way into the hallway and to the second door, reaching into your pocket for your keys. Unlocking your apartment door, you went in and closed the door behind you.

Glancing around, you could see your bed in the corner, the small two-person couch against the opposite wall, and the kitchenette near the door that consisted of only a mini fridge and tiny stovetop. The wall furthest from the door had a window with it's curtains drawn to the sides, letting natural light in. A door along the wall with the couch lead to your bathroom. You didn't mind living in a one room apartment much, its location was amazing - and something you cared more about then the square footage.

Setting your keys down on top of the mini fridge, you changed into some more comfortable shorts before moving towards the couch, reaching for the remote that was on the armrest as you sat down. Flipping on the TV situated across from you, you turned on the show you were watching last night before bed. Taking place in the 1920s or so, it was about some rich influential family and their daily lives. Of course, more drama filled than it would've been in reality. One of the younger couples in the family had been slowly growing closer, and you were just waiting for them to hook up. You secretly hoped today's episode would deliver.

To your delight, it didn't take long for the episode to go where you wanted, with the couple locking themselves in a bedroom late at night and climbing onto their canopy bed. The girl's soft moans made you turn down the volume and pray to god that no one could hear anything through your thin apartment walls. It began to pour outside your window, thankfully drowning out some of the noises coming from your TV. You curled yourself up in a ball and watched the semi-pornographic scene play out, feeling satisfied in the direction the show was going.

You were so wrapped up in the show that it took a second for you to process that the sound you heard was a knock at your door.

"Fuck." you hissed under your breath, scrambling to pause the show on a frame that wasn't too suspicious.

You left the remote on the seat you'd been sitting on and hurried over to the door, which didn't have a peep hole so there was no way to see the person on the other side.

"Yes?" You question through the door.

A man's voice answered. "Sorry to bother you, but I forgot the key to my apartment nextdoor and got caught in the rain on the way back from work. I don't have anything out here to dry off with and my roommate doesn't get back until a few hours from now. Could I please borrow a towel?"

He sounded familiar somehow, you felt like you'd heard his voice recently but couldn't place where. He did sound desperate...

You opened the door. The poor guy was drenched and shivering, and looked at you in embarrassment. His expression then seemed to turn to recognition of some kind. Even though the way he carried himself seemed sweet and innocent, he was tall and you could tell that under layers of winter clothing was nothing but muscle. Despite feeling a little uneasy being alone with such a large man, you beckoned him to come inside.

You took in his appearance further as he hesitated a bit before doing so. His wet dark hair was plastered flat across his forehead, his equally dark eyes looked tired. His red cheeks and nose stood out against his pale skin, and you wondered how long he'd been out in the cold. Even in such a disheveled state, his perfect visuals made you feel flushed in the face. He was prettier than any man - no, person - you'd met before.

"I- I'm y/n by the way." You wanted to slap yourself for stuttering. "You can stay here until your roommate gets back, I'd hate for you to be standing in the hallway the whole time."

"I'm Hoseok," The man replied, "and I can't thank you enough." He smiled gratefully at you, making your heart skip a beat.

You averted your gaze to quickly duck into the bathroom, getting him a towel. You gave it to him and showed him where he could sit on your couch, the seat next to where you'd been sitting before. You could notice he was still shivering after sitting down.

"Would you like some hot tea to warm you up?" You asked.

He gave you another grateful smile. "Yes."

You headed over to the kitchenette to heat up some water, pulling out two mugs for your tea. You continued the conversation, talking about work, the weather, city life, etc. until before long you'd finished making the tea and headed back to the couch to keep talking, sitting down next to him.

You learned he was a mailman of all things, and funnily enough he delivered mail to the building you both lived in. He'd moved in with his roommate only recently, an old friend from high school. You'd met the roommate a few times, out in the hallway and such. You had no idea a second person had moved in.

Then there was a pause in the conversation, and his eyes drifted over to the TV. He noticed that it was on, but paused.

"What you watching?" He asked in a teasing tone.

"Oh, ummm," you trailed off, "It's nothing."

"Can I see?" He teased further, a slight smirk on his lips. "Its nothing bad is it?"

"No, I just forgot to turn it off." You say quickly.

At that, you went to grab the remote where it lay, on the opposite side of you than he was. A bit surprised by your quick motions, he tried to reach over you to grab it and press play, curiosity overtaking him. Trying to reach that far caused him to lean over quite a bit, too much. Nearly collapsing on top of you, the weight of his body pushed you down onto the couch underneath him. You yelp in surprise.

Completely engulfed in his shadow, you look up at him, who seems equally surprised by the awkward position he got you both into. He held himself up with his arms on either side of you, but didn't climb off. You can see blush across his cheeks, your own face feeling hot. Something in his previously sweet and tired eyes changes, and his eyes move down to your lips.

The next thing you know, your lips are crashing against his, and he pulls you into an upright position, placing you on his lap. He runs his fingers through your hair; neither of you stopping to take a breath. You can feel your panties already starting to get damp, clinging to your clit. Moaning softly against his lips, you began to grind your hips against his, feeling a growing bulge underneath you. Seeing this as an invitation, he swiftly picks you up and starts moving you across the room in the direction of your bed.

Without unlocking his lips from yours, he splayed you out across your bedsheets beneath him. The feeling of being trapped under him only makes you wetter. He begins to grind his hips in rhythm with yours, the fabric of your shorts and his pants brushing against each other. His hands begin to feel you up, finding every curve on your body through your clothes. He then takes them down to the waistband of your shorts, wasting no time in using it to pull them off, along with your panties.

He then tugs impatiently at your shirt, and you help him to remove it before placing your hands on his belt, fumbling with the clasp. He tugs his shirt over his head before helping you to remove his belt and then his pants. You use your own hands to explore his abdomen, feeling his hard abs between your fingertips. He definitely worked out a ton.

You then felt his erection brush against your inner thigh, more apparent through the much thinner fabric of his boxers. Although, you wanted to feel it without the boxers. Your hands drifted lower, letting him know to remove them. He did so without hesitation, groaning in satisfaction now that his cock was freed from any restrictive fabric. The pace of your kisses slowed down a little as he spread your legs a bit more, then teased your folds with his tip. The contact with your dripping pussy caused you to moan louder than before.

He moved his lips onto your neck, marking you as you waited for his next move - which apparently was slamming into you hard like a truck. You sharply sucked in a breath and unintentionally clenched your walls around his dick, causing him to moan against your neck. Tears rolled down your cheeks, caused by momentary pain. Relaxing a bit, you tried your best to match your thrusts with his again. He pushed in forcefully until he was balls deep. He was so large, he filled you up completely.

Seeing your sweat and tears, he looks into your eyes with slight concern and speaks for the first time in minutes. "You okay?"

"Mhmhmm." Is all you can reply. In reality you were much better than okay.

He presses his lips back onto yours before pulling out and ramming back into you aggressively several times, causing lewd noises to escape you both. Feeling his orgasm approaching he pulls out quickly, leaving you a sweaty mess. Only seconds later hot strings of cum splash against your inner thighs, spilling onto the bedsheets. Squirming a little at the tenseness there, you begin to move your hand down but he pins it to the bed, making you whine.

"So needy." He comments before using his own fingers to rub fast circles on your clit.

You arch your back - somehow him doing that feels better than you could ever make it feel. It doesn't take long before a feeling near your tummy begins to build up, your hips grinding a little faster. Before you can remove your lips from his to warn him, you release onto his hand, your nerves relaxing as you ride out your orgasm beneath him. He pauses to lick you off of his fingers, causing you to blush.

"Fuck, you taste so good."

After finishing every last bit, he lies down next to you onto the bed, snuggling you up against him. All of the sudden it seems he's gone back to his sweet and innocent self, despite what just occurred. Your kisses become softer until you eventually stop, he wraps his arms around you, and you bury your head into his chest. After a while, he speaks out in a soft and quiet voice.

"So, what was it you were watching?"

You smile bashfully. "It was a sex scene in a show I've been watching."

He chuckles and pulls you closer. "You're so cute y/n."

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also, description of a deep cut and blood

summary: a game of hide and seek goes wrong until it goes right ;3

word count: 2.1k

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hey tumblr! this is my first fic and it's heavily based off a dream I had, just turned up to 100. hope you enjoy!

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"Hey guys sorry I'm late!" Jongin panted as he ran up to your group.

You were outside a school building, the cloudy white sky making it a bit chilly, but not freezing. You and your friends had decided to gather and play hide and seek in the yard. Kyungsoo, the one who'd organized the meeting looked a bit pissed. 'Jongin's in trouble,' you thought to yourself.

Sweat glistened off his skin as he turned to smile at you, making your heart race. God, why did he always have to do that.

"Well, since you're late, you're it." Kyungsoo said.

"Seems like a fair punishment." Jongin accepted. "Go and hide then, I'll have no problem finding you."

He covered his eyes with his hands and began to count. At this, you all fanned out to look for spots to hide.

.•°•. _ .•°•. _ .•°•. _ .•°•.

You could still hear him counting in the distance as he reached the end, and you ran out of time to hide. With no better place nearby, you quickly ducked down behind some large bushes at the last moment. As you crouched down, your left thigh scraped past a pointy branch in the bush, cutting into your skin. It took everything in you to not cry out and reveal your location, instead hissing through gritted teeth as you collapse on the thankfully dry ground.

You moved to lift your skirt and examine the damage caused by the branch, only to quickly pull it down again as footsteps approach. Your fall must've tipped off Jongin anyways. Your suspicion was confirmed as he popped his head over the bush with a mischievous grin.

"Found you!" His tone then changed to confusion as he saw your disheveled state. "y/n?"

You tried to not make too much of a deal of it, but something told him you're faking. He made his way around the bush as you realized there's no way to hide it, blood is trickling down your leg.

"I scrapped my leg on a branch and fell." You admitted, embarrassed by your clumsiness.

"Where?" He asked, confusion turning into concern.

"O-on my thigh." You replied.

"Can I see?" Jongin asked hesitantly.

A moment passed before you nodded your head in approval, at which he knelt down and lifted your skirt. He did so slowly and carefully, as to only lift it to the height of the cut on your thigh and no further. You both noticeably reddened in the face.

The trail of blood down your leg was an understatement to how much the cut bled. It seemed to run pretty deep. Concern amplified on Jongin's face as he took it in.

"It looks painful." He stated as he gazed back up into your eyes with worry. "We should get this taken care of."

"What about finding the others?" You ask.

"They can find themselves. You're more important." Your heart swelled at the last part.

He took your hand, trying to pull you up with him as he stood. Wincing as pressure was put back onto your leg, you gave him a shaky smile. But concern still covered his face. You dropped his hand and made a step towards the building containing the nurses office, trying to ignore the pain that immediately shot though your leg. You didn't get to make another before you were lifted off your feet entirely, and into his arms.

"Jongin!" You protested. "What do you think you're doing?"

"What? Its not like you were going to practically limp all the way there." He replied, not releasing his grip on you.

"I can tell you're in pain, even if you're not going to admit it." He observed.

At his words you quit resisting, albeit reluctantly. His muscles didn't even strain to hold you. They actually felt quite nice, you kinda wanted to feel them without the fabric of his sleeves.

He carried you all the way back to the school building, then in and into the nurses office which was thankfully right inside. The lights were out, and the overcast day only let a bit of light enter the building through windows. He carefully set you down on a small but soft chair and then began looking around the room.

You traced his lean body with your eyes as he moved around the room, rummaging through drawers for everything he needed to fix you up. Your mind started to wander back to the hard feeling of his muscles. As you wondered what he looked like beneath those clothes, you couldn't help but wet your lips with your tongue. Almost commanded by your thoughts, he returned to you after what seemed like an eternity. He knelt down in front of you and focused on putting ointment on the bandage.

He didn't ask for permission this time to lift up the bottom of your skirt. With care, he placed the bandage over the cut, the ointment cool against the skin of your thigh. Something about the way he looked in the near dark made you wet. The thin cloth that was your panties felt increasingly damp. The nerves there tingled with longing for him.

Maybe you gave off a vibe that he was able to sense, or maybe he simply felt the same. After finished with the bandage, he tilted his head up to look at you, his intense expression making your little situation even worse. His eyes seemer darker then they had before as he took you in in a new way. Your faces were only a few inches apart now. He stared deep into your eyes and an understanding of want seemed to pass between you both.

That few inch gap was quickly closed as he aggressively crashed his lips onto yours. The wind was knocked out of your lungs as he slammed you deeper into the chair. Wasting no time, his tongue pushed past your lips and into your mouth. His hands found their way to your hips, gripping them as he used them to push you even further into the cushions of the chair. A small groan somehow escaped your lips.

You then felt a desperate tug at the hem of your shirt, and without pausing you helped him pull it off. Next came the unclasping of your bra, freeing your tits, which had become stiff and hard. Jongin began taking his lips down you body instead, sucking dark marks into your skin from your chin to your breasts. They then found a nipple, and caused a louder moan to escape you when he sucked at it.

At this point, you couldn't take it any longer. A hand slipped down past him to your clit, and you began tracing small circles, trying to relieve the tense nerves there. Jongin noticed and stopped sucking at your breast. Even a second without his lips on you was torture, you felt disappointed for some reason.

He moved even further down and repositioned himself between your legs and licked his lips, your disappointment fading as you realized what he was about to do.

"Lemme take care of that." He stated.

He pushed your skirt all the way up, revealing your soaked panties. He chuckled a bit at what he'd done to you before slipping a few fingers into the waistband, tugging them down your legs. He removed your hand and waited a moment.

"Jongin please..." You begged. "Don't tease me."

He grinned and spread your legs a little farther as he stuck his head in between. A second later you felt the small flick of a tongue in your inner thigh. You got angry at his games and began to tell him to stop playing, but before you could he firmly placed his tongue on your clit, retracing the same circles your finger had seconds before. He waisted no time in plunging his tongue deeper into your pussy, using it to stimulate your overly sensitive walls. You moaned even louder as his tongue entered and pleasured you. Your back arched and he firmly gripped one hand on each of your thighs, keeping you in place. He continued hungrily eating you out, sticking his tongue in as far as it could go. You threw back your head at this, you mouth opening without you telling it to.

A familiar knot began to build up inside your abdomen, warning you what was coming.

"...Jongin," You managed to whine. "I'm... I'm going to cum."

This information only excited him as he speed up his actions. The movement of your hips speed up a little faster as you came while he was still there. Trembles rocked your body and the tenseness of the nerves seemed to go away. You could feel him happily licking up every drop you'd spilled out.

He then abruptly stood up, and without thinking you reached out an arm towards him, begging him to come back. He smirked at this - only to hold up a finger telling you to wait. You pouted a bit and watched as he fumbled with his belt, trying to remove it as quickly as possible. Knowing what he was going to do only made the moments passing by worse. He slipped out of his jeans, and then his bulging boxers, freeing his fully erect cock from the painfully restrictive fabric. Jongin was a bit above average; precum already dripped from the tip. He gave it a few pumps before moving towards you.

Your nerves returned in anticipation even stronger than before, the burning sensation of lust bringing tears to your eyes. He positioned himself at your entrance and pressed forward just enough to tease your folds with his tip. You felt a rush throughout your body regardless, simply glad that he was back. He then pushed into you, stretching you slowly. You moaned again, the sensation overwhelming to your sensitive pussy.

After a moment he remarked: "... so fucking tight."

Your hips moved in unison with his, grinding against one another. With every push, he reached further in until he couldn't go any further; only to pull out entirely once he did so.

"Jongin, what..?" You began to question.

He didn't you finish, his answer coming in the form of him slamming back into you, causing you to cry out in shock. His lips found their way back onto yours, trying to comfort you, and you could still taste yourself on him. He continued to fuck you into the chair, aggressively pulling in and out - leaving you both breathless. Lewd noises escaped you both. You then felt the tip of his cock hit a spot that pleasured you beyond what you thought possible. Your lips parted briefly from his.

"Right there." You looked into his eyes as he understood.

He began directing his thrusts towards that spot, and after a few you felt that same tightening near your stomach. Your release came quicker than last time, catching both of you off guard.

Jongin moaned as your walls unexpectedly clenched tighter around him. You threw your head back until it hit the back of the chair.

"Y/n... I'm close." Jongin breathed. "Should I pull out or..?"

You shook your head. "It's okay." In truth, the feeling of him in you was too good and everytime he drew out you felt a twinge of disappointment.

His warning only came seconds before he did, warm strings of cum filling you up to the brim, then spilling out onto the seat of the chair. You rode out your orgasms simultaneously, matching the rhythm of each other.

He pulled out and shakily stood up from where he'd been kneeling. He reached out a hand towards you to pull you up from the chair. You had difficulty standing and nearly fell, but he reached out to catch you. Holding you in his arms, he gave you a long loving kiss that you melted into. It was completely different than the way he'd attacked your lips earlier. Sweeter.

A sound was heard down the hall, and you both pulled away. Jongin went to peek around the door and you quickly reached for your clothes where they lay in a heap on the floor. A warm hand suddenly stopped yours.

"It's just Kyungsoo, probably looking for where we went." He whispered in your ear.

You really didn't want to be found like this, but you also didn't want to leave. You didn't reach any further for your clothes.

"He doesn't have to know where we are yet." He reassured. You turned up to look at him. He had that stupid smirk on his face again as he gave you a wink.

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