and mature so warning

anyway here are some yoongi fic recs 👌🏽❤️


None of this is excessively sexual (what i can remember anyway). These are mostly fics that i thought were really special, cute or well-written.
But, they do all have mature themes so please do look at the warnings (most of them have a lot of content that could be triggering). Some of the fics (like 2 or 3) aren’t finished yet but they do get regularly updated. Some are my faves so they got a “(fave)” at the end. Others i would literally die for and those got a “(FAVE)”. Anyway i spend way too much time making this so enjoy ❤️

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Tease (M)

Originally posted by louizlake

Summary: Your best friend had gotten a new job, but wouldn’t tell you what it was. You decide to take it upon yourself to find out, so you find the address to his work. But… why did the address lead you to a strip club? 

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Genre: Smut (M)

A/N: This will most likely be a two-shot (if enough ppl want it), so you could expect the real smuttiness to occur in the next part ;) Anywho, there is brief mentions of arousal, lewd actions, and strip teases in this chapter. This will be a mature read, so you have been warned! 

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“This can’t be right…” you exasperate in confusion.

You look at the small entrance to the building, scratching your head. The place looked as if it was some type of club, as you could hear the loud music shaking the ground, even from where you were standing. There was a line up to get in, and you couldn’t help but notice that the majority of the people waiting, were females.

There’s no way Jimin would work here, he doesn’t even like clubs… you think in your head.

The reason you were out here by yourself at 11pm at night, was because you found out Jimin recently got a job. He would start buying more expensive clothing, and offer to pay more for you whenever you two went out. Obviously he was making some nice cash, so when you asked him about it; he completely ignored you.

You two have been best friends and roommates since freshman year in college, and now you both were in your third year. Jimin typically hid no secrets from you, as he was a very open and relaxed person. So when he purposely didn’t tell you where he was working, that made you highly suspicious.

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Tree Bros: Dead Girl(Boy) Walking

Fandom: Dear Evan Hansen 

Characters: Evan Hansen and Connor Murphy 

Rating: T 

Authors Notes: Ok so I’m really into both DEH and Heathers. One fateful day I watched a Heather’s anamatic followed by a DEH Waving Through A Window aniamatic that had the ‘school shooter chic’ thing and this fanfic was born. This is more mature than most of my fanfics, cause Heathers. So fair warning, it is the Dead Girl Walking scene and Connor is playing JD and Evan is Veronica. If you don’t know Heathers, go watch dead girl walking and then come read this. It won’t make sense otherwise. There is no smut, it’s all the on stage stuff, but it gets a little hot and heavy.

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Hey guys! I just wanted to put a disclaimer out here on this story, it is very angsty and deals with mature subject matter, it could possibly be a trigger warning. Thankyou so much!

It all started simple enough, it wasn’t supposed to end up like this. Hanging out with the gang, that was it. But then there was Betty Cooper

Kind, selfless, beautiful Betty Cooper who would rather die than see any living thing being tormented in any way. He should’ve noticed it, seen it in her eyes, the way her shoulders drew up and her breathing quickened. She was ready for a fight. And a fight she was going to get.

They had been eating, that’s all, just minding their own business, going over school work and laughing with their friends when all of a sudden the crash of a plate hitting the ground echoed through the barely full diner. Everyone’s eyes were drawn to Dilton Doiley now sitting on the ground covered in his own food, bleeding from his arm. He wasn’t alone. Surrounding him were the biggest high schoolers Jughead had ever seen, tattooed and muscled their faces so mean and rough, it was scary to even look. And then they kicked the poor boy laying on the ground.

They kicked Dilton so hard, he coughed himself into throwing up. Betty was up in a second flat, he never even had the chance to touch her, grab her arm. Keep her stuck in that seat. He would’ve done anything to keep her there.

“Stop! What’s wrong with you?! What are you doing?!” She shouted hysterically, moving to help Dilton but was quickly stopped by one of the bunch.

“Back off bitch, this isn’t your fight.” It was a group of six all equally staring Betty down with such venom Jughead thought me might throw up alongside Dilton. He saw her hands go up to her ponytail, tightening it.

Oh shit.

“It’s my fight now, this is my town, my diner, my friends.” She stood tall , not a shake to her body. Suddenly without any warning she was slapped across the face, completely knocking her to the ground. “I said mind your own business bitch.” The tallest one spoke spitting on the ground near Betty’s face.

He had hopped over the booth in a second flat, Archie and Kevin following close behind

As soon as he reached for the monster who had slapped Betty he was being pulled down by another two of the gang. Pinning him to the ground and using the heel of his boot, the one to his left kicked him hard in the cheek, splitting his lip. He vaguely heard the screams of Veronica and Cheryl and saw Archie and Kevin being held back.

“This your girlfriend?” The tallest one said shoving Betty’s face into the ground by jugheads head keeping his foot on her head, he couldn’t help but think that this asshole was getting dirt in her hair. He tried to catch her eyes, tried to tell her it was gonna be okay, he was here, they were gonna get out of this but he couldn’t find her eyes, he could only make out the light pink cardigan, they weren’t letting him move, suddenly he heard her yelp and the sound of skin hitting skin caused him to push up in the force holding him back. He caught a glimpse of the scene.

The man had Betty’s shirt almost all the way over her head and had punched her directly in her side. “You’ve gotta learn” he was saying, “you can come with us, pretty young thing like you, we’ve got space in our trailer, we could make good use of you.” The rest of the group laughed and jughead growled

“Oh your boyfriend looks jealous, why don’t we let him see a little more, hell who knows it might be the last time he gets to see this tight little body.” The man was trying to unbutton her jeans but she was wiggling too much. He gripped her face so tight, Jughead was sure he was gonna leave bruises “stop fucking around”

She looked the man dead in the eye and spit right in his face “fuck you.” He couldn’t help the swell of pride in his chest, she wasn’t going down without a fight. The mans face contorted into something Jughead had never seen before, he was so angry he was physically red

“You dumb..” his hands were around her neck squeezing and jughead thrashed, pushing against the men holding, “Betty! Get the hell off of her!” He was crying now he could see her choking.

It was all over before it began, the sound of police cars blared through the windows and he was released, watching Betty slip to the ground he breathed a sigh of relief, the gang tried to run but as soon as they made it to the door, pops was there, rifle in his hands and cellphone held up. The cops rammed through the door taking down each and everyone of the monsters. He looked up to see a flash of black and red fly past him.

“Betty! Somebody help! Please” Veronica was crying, thick streaks of black mascara running down her face and Cheryl was on her cellphone with who he presumed was a lawyer based on her declaration of “you’ll be representing Betty Cooper and I want you hereNOW!”

He looked up and saw Archie, holding his arm and helping a shaking Kevin up.

Suddenly snapping out of his daze he got up running to where Betty was laying. Shoving both Cheryl and Veronica out of the way he dropped to his knees. Betty’s eyes were open, tears streaming out, her eye completely swollen and the harsh red fingerprints sticking out on her smooth skin, she had her fingers on her throat,

“I can’t Breathe” she choked out her voice raspy and weak.

Jughead was crying now, she should never look this, ever. but here she was , broken and hurt. And he couldn’t stop it, he didn’t do anything to help her, he couldn’t.

She was reaching for him

“My side juggie, its…I can’t..” his hands instantly went to the lift her t shirt, her ribs were bruised beyond belief and that brought on a fresh round of tears. Suddenly she was being ushered away by a group of emts a man gently lifting her onto a stretcher. Veronica looked at Jughead, “I’m gonna go to the hospital with her okay, you stay here and answer the questions they have, but if I don’t see you by Betty’s side in an hour, I’ll lose it.”

Archie gripped his shoulder
“This was not your fault man, they were going to kill Dilton, Betty did what she does best, help people. you couldn’t have stopped it. You know that”

Shaking his head he went over to the officer to describe the attack, apparently these men have been on a rampage, they had put six students in critical care, ones still fighting for his life. They were going away for a long time.

And Betty did that.

She stuck up to those monsters and she got them put away. But how could he face her? He looked her in the eyes as they beat her. He couldn’t do anything, just watch. The voice of Kevin Keller broke him out of his thoughts.

“She needs you, I know you’re blaming yourself but Betty would kill you if she knew you were doing that, you jumped in, you put yourself at risk for her, she knows that, she’s probably feeling just as guilty as you are, so go to her. Now. before she overthinks herself into a coma.” Sheriff Keller came and quickly took his son away. He was a good dad.

Shit, Betty’s parents were away on a week long cruise for a journalism retreat. Betty literally was on her own.

Hopping into Archie’s car, he smiled weakly at his best friend, he was waiting for him, he knew he would come to his senses, turning the key Archie turned to Jughead , a huge smile on his face
“Alright jug, lets go get you your girl.”

He rolled his eyes. Alright then, let’s go get the girl.


Pulling into the hospital parking lot, Jughead ran out of the car, sliding into the waiting room, “Betty Cooper” he yelled to the general public
“I need to see Betty cooper.” Suddenly a nurse in light blue scrubs approached him “Betty Cooper is in recovery, from her chart I can see she’s fine , no internal bleeding. Just some fractured ribs and a whole lot of bruising. Unfortunately only family can see her right now, ms.lodge is the exception.”

Jughead shook his head
“No. no I have to see her, her family is all away, I’m what she has right now. I’m … I’m her boyfriend.”

The nurse looked at the panicked boy and felt herself smile, he clearly cared about the beautiful blonde. She could bend the rules just once.
“First door on your right.”

He started to run before turning back quickly “Thankyou, Thankyou so much”

Standing outside the door, he took a deep breathe, okay he was ready. Slamming open the door he felt like all the wind had been knocked out of him.
She looked so small in the huge white hospital bed, tubes sticking out of her arms, the purple Bruises marring her perfect face. He wanted to cry, but he wouldn’t she needed him to be strong.

“Well I’m going to get pudding, vanilla or chocolate b?” Veronica said gathering her wallet.

Betty’s eyes never left jugheads “chocolate” she smiled, she knew that was his favorite.

Eyeing Jughead with cautious eyes, Veronica walked out the door. As soon as the handles clicked shut he was by her side

“I’m sorry” they both said at the same time.

It was almost comical how similar their faces were in that moment.

“For what” they both said again almost synchronized.

Jughead finally took her hand cautious of the tubes “I let them do this to you, I couldn’t get away I tried so hard, I watched everything they did, everything they tried to do. I couldn’t even protect you.” She shook her head quickly,

“This is my fault I should have left it alone, I saw how they were acting, but.. they were gonna kill him. He’s so small, he couldn’t take much more” she choked out through watery eyes “and then you jumped in and they hit you. That’s my fault” her fingers went to touch his bloody lip. But he grabbed her hand pressing it into his chest, right over his heart.
“I would go through this a hundred times over to spare even one of those bruises on your face.”

She sniffled, smiling at him

“Were quite the pair aren’t we?”

He laughed softly, rubbing the soft skin of her cheek, careful of any bruises.

“I’m not letting you out of my sight now, I hope you know that.” Betty nodded
“I don’t wanna be anywhere but with you.” She whispered
“Good, because I’m not going anywhere.” He dropped his forehead to hers and closed his eyes.

Holy Yeollie (M)

This is something I started a few days ago to practice my smut-writing skills (this is like the first fully completed one that I’ve written, and the first for EXO)… I got kinda invested in it and so, yeah…Here it is~ You don’t have to read it, of course, if you’re not into smut or anything (it’s probably not very good anyway lol). Anyway, here goes nothing…

Genre: X Reader, literally just smut, smut, smut (so basically PWP)

Member(s): Well, if you couldn’t tell from the title, it’s Chanyeol (who btw has been slaying it in that L’Officiele Hommes photoshoot)

POV: Second person

Warning(s): Potentially cringy due to my utter lack of any experience with a guy, not to mention the whole thing is smut so like…the (M) for mature should be a warning in itself

Summary: Smut. No plot-line to follow, just…yeah.

Originally posted by zutterxtrash


That was the word that echoed against the walls, the word that bounced its way down the hall, the word that resounded in your and his ears as you looked down at him, sitting on his stomach as he laid on the bed.

“(y/n),” he whimpered, wiggling beneath you. “Touch me, please!”

Chanyeol stared up at you, his eyes dark and lusty as hell. It was almost enough for you to change your mind. You knew what he was capable of, but…this was supposed to be your turn.

It’d been months since you had last seen him, touched him, breathed his scent, and now, you were just about ready to rip everything off of him, which was very uncharacteristic for you, since you were usually a sub. Hence this experiment.

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Lavender (M)

Request- Bath sex.. 

Sorry for the wait x 

This scenario contains sexual and mature themes, you have been warned! 

Originally posted by trash-for-bangtan

With Namjoons comeback approaching so soon, you hardly got to see him. He was either in the studio, or at practice. You would wake up hearing him knock over the same lamp every night on his way to bed, and would wake up when he would kiss you goodbye. 

You missed him a lot. You loved what he did, but you just hated the distance. So close., yet not in your reach. You missed him terribly, but what could you do. He was an idol after all. 

So, there you were sitting alone in your shared apartment watching some soap. You were so amerced in the story line, while eating your peanut butter cups, you didn’t even notice Namjoon opening the front door. Namjoon lightly tapped your shoulder, making you jump in surprise, letting out a loud scream. 

“Sorry babe, I didn’t mean to scare you.” Namjoon chuckles, walking around the sofa to take a seat beside you. You lean up to him and give him a peck on his lips. 

“I didn’t think you would be home so early.” You say softly. 

“I know, we were just going all day. Hobi told us to rest up tonight. My legs are in bits though, the new choreo is intense.” Namjoon winces as he tries to reach for a peanut butter cup.  

“My poor baby. Do you want me to run you a bath it will ease your muscles and help you relax.” You put your hand on his thigh, giving it a little squeeze. He nods his head yes. You get up and make your way to the bathroom. 

You start to run the hot water, throwing in a lavender bath bomb. In hopes it will help Namjoon relax a little more, with the aroma. The bathroom soon filled with a light lavender smell, the violent bubbles looked so comforting. 

“Joon, it’s ready.” You call from the bathroom, setting a towel on the ground. You glance up to see Namjoon walking towards you completely naked, not a stitch of clothing on him. Just him in all his glory. 

“Thank you, baby.” Namjoon kisses your forehead. Your cheeks heat up a little, it had been a while since you two got down and dirty. Namjoon was so exhausted after work he would fall asleep as so as he hit the pillow. 

“Okay, well I’ll leave you to it.” You rush out, you were flustered to say the least. You just wanted to wrap your arms around his toned stomach and kiss him slowly. You make your way to the kitchen, to cook something delicious for Namjoon. Your in your own wee world looking throw the fridge for something, you don’t notice Namjoon behind you. 


“FOR Fuck sake Namjoon. Stop doing that!” You put a hand on your chest, trying to clam your heartbeat. 

“Sorry.” He chuckles, “I don’t think I can relax unless you join me.” Namjoon wiggles his eyebrows at you. But before you know it he’s ripping your shirt down the middle, the buttons popping off. 

“Namjoon, why?” You groan. 

“Your practically naked now, you can’t say no.” He smiles, pushing the torn fabric off your body. In just panties and a bra, Namjoon takes your hand leading you to the bathroom. You got a great view of his ass. 

“Like I would have said no.” You mutter under your breath. Namjoon stops in front of the bath, he leans into you, his arms circling around your waist. His lips softly kissing the nape of your neck and shoulder. He unclasps your bra, letting the flimsy fabric fall to the floor. 

Namjoon trails soft kisses down your chest, breasts, stomach until he hits your pantie line. His hands smooth down your back, his hands slipping into your panties, giving your bum a soft squeeze. He starts to slowly slip them down your legs, kissing your mound. You let a little moan slip past your lips. But its short lived. 

“Shall we.” Namjoon stands up, steeping into the bubbly lavender, sitting with his back against the bath. He puts his hand out for you. You take it stepping in to sit in between his long legs, your back hits his chest. 

You both sit in a comfortable silence for a few minutes. Your hands rubbed smoothing circles into his thighs, as his hands messaged your breasts. He softly pinched your nipples between his fingers. You let out a little whimper. 

One of Namjoon’s hands travelled down south, he lightly rubbed circles into your clit. They started off slow and sensual, as he kissed and sucked at your neck. But, then he started to speed up his hand movements, rubbing you faster had you whimpering against him. 

“You like that, baby.” Namjoon mumbled into your ear in a sexy, husky voice. You hummed in response. His touch was sending you over the edge a little to soon, it was embarrassing how quick you were coming. But Namjoon loved that, how his touch could have you screaming in seconds, how one look would have your panties soaking. 

“N-Namjoon.” You pant out, your fingers digging into his thighs as you come down from your high. Namjoon held you close against him whispering sweet nothings into your ear, your favourite. You sat up quickly. 

“Baby, are you okay?” Namjoon questions your actions. Your turn around in the water. Moving till your straddling Namjoon’s thighs. His eyes widen a little. 

“I wonna help you relax a little more Jonnie.” You lean in so your bare wet chest was rubbing up against his, whispering in his ear. “I want to make you feel good, baby.” You trail kisses along his jaw, until you reach his mouth. He moves his lips against yours in a hungry kiss, his tongue is in your mouth in no time, claiming it has his. His hands grip onto your hips tightly. 

“Fuck, you’re going to be the death of me.” Namjoon moves softly against your lips, starting to attack them again with his plush lips. Your hand smooths down his torso to his hardening dick. Your fingers wrap around it tightly pumping to fast. 

Namjoon hands grip onto your hips tighter and tighter as you pump him faster and faster. Namjoon’s teeth sink down on your bottom lip, as you start to grind your pussy on his dick. The water was slushing up and down the bath, a little going over the edge. 

“Fuck, baby. Just fuck me already.” Namjoon grunts out, wanting to fell your tight pussy walls around him. 

“Yes, sir.” You mock, but before he can give out, your sinking down onto his dick. You hum sweetly, happy to finally have him fill you up again. “I missed this so much.” You mutter out. 

“Mhmm, so have I. I love when that little pussy clenches around me.” Namjoon starts to fuck up into you, bouncing you a little. You catch the gist, starting to bounce up and down on his dick, nice and slow. Not like when you were pumping. 

Namjoon leans his head back in satisfaction, it had been to long for him without you bouncing on top of him. As he watched your breasts bounce up and down. Water was spilling out at the sides, lavender hitting your nose along with the smell of sex. 

Namjoon bucks his hips up, meeting your thrusts. Bouncing faster and harder, Namjoon was hitting your spot again and again. 

“Right there.” You lolled your head back in pleasure. You could feel Namjoon’s dick twitch inside you, you clench down around him. 

“Y/N!” He moans out your name again and again. He lifts his back off the bath, wrapping his arms around your back bringing you chest to chest with him. He holds you tight against him, fucking up into. Your orgasm hits you, you grip onto Namjoon tightly, digging your nails into his back. 

“That’s it baby, Cum all over my dick.” Namjoon hums into your ear. His seed spilling into. You always loved when you both came together. Namjoon thrust up into a few more times before stopping. 

“That was amazing.” You giggle against his neck. 

“How can you go from bouncing on my dick, looking sexy as fuck, being the sex god you are- to this giggly, adorable in 0.2 seconds.” Namjoon chuckles, kissing your collarbone. 

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Muscle Memory - JokerxReader Imagine.

AUTHOR’S NOTE; Thank you for the request lovely! I don’t feel like i’ve done enough Joker lately and for good reason, because I suck haha. I didn’t really know where to go with this and I really hope it doesn’t suck too bad. Hope it was what you were kind of looking for, so let’s see how this goes!

WARNING: Smut and mature language ahead. 

It had been 4 months since you lost your virginity to Mr. J and day by day you found yourself trying to forget it had ever happened in the first place. The Joker was not only your boss, but he was also one of the most infamous criminals in Gotham city, losing your virginity to him was not a bold move, it was just plain stupid

How long had you even known him, a year maybe? The only forms of interaction you guys ever had usually involved him requesting you for some form of a delivery that included merchandise, guns, drugs, etc because that’s what your job was. Pretty faces were always recruited for one of 3 things; to waitress, to strip or to deliver depending on their skill set. Considering you didn’t give a damn about customer service; you simply knew waiting tables wasn’t going to work. On top of that, you couldn’t dance to save your life so delivering was your only option at the time. 

Over the course of these past few months you’ve found yourself literally doing everything in your power to avoid Mr. J. This meant stirring clear of every place you knew he’d be, delivering all your drop off reports, files and cash to his right hand man Frost and ultimately working through a middle man to handle any business you had between the two of you. Everything seemed to run smoothly until your phone nearly fell off the night stand from its constant ringing. Without much thought, you reached over and answered. 

“Yeah.” you spoke sternly, obviously annoyed from being woken up.

“2:45. Be here. I got somethin’ I need ya t’take care of.” He reported not leaving much room for you to argue. You instantly recognized it as the voice of Mr. J, but before you could so much as sigh in response, he hung up. You couldn’t disobey him because that could just as easily get you killed or punished; which with Mr. J, one would argue that they meant the same thing. However, you had been on the other end of his torturous punishments before on account of your uncontrollable eye rolls and slight mumbling whenever he said something out of line. The last thing you wanted was to experience that pain again. 

The current time was 2:30AM. It would take you a few moments, but you were quite certain that you could get there in no time considering the roads would be nearly deserted at this time of night. As you drove, you couldn’t figure out what irritated you more; the fact that you’d been bothered at 2AM or that he’d called you personally for a job without actually telling you what it was. 

Deep scrapes of unease slid through your abdomen as you made your way up the stairs to his penthouse. A sigh erupted from your lips as you peered around the halls hoping to see Frost, but when you came up empty handed you frowned. That was disappointing. Your hand rested on the door knob for a few moments as you attempted to gather yourself while the silence on the other side set you on edge. 

Drawing in a deep breath, you push the door openly slowly and began glancing around the dimly lit room only to find Mr. J sitting comfortably next to the large window that took up most of the wall of his penthouse. He gazed out of it as if seeing something that wasn’t there and you had half a mind to wonder what was going on in his mind. Such a dangerous place it was. 

“Mr. J, Ya said ya needed me; ya got the package?” You questioned casually while standing impatiently in the doorway. 

“Close the door.” He stated not even bothering to turn around and look at you. You were uncomfortable already, and you felt yourself hesitate in the door frame at his request. He finally turned to you this time. 

“Close i-i-i-t.” He stated, lingering on the “i” as if he were cooing a child. You couldn’t stop yourself from obeying and the intimidating impulse behind his eyes forced you to look away as you closed the door behind you. You glanced into the distance on the other side of it, as if looking for an out, but you knew full well that there was none. 

“So, where’s this one headed?” You questioned turning your body full circle to close the door behind you. It was hard to look him in the face, especially after having it so close to yours in the past. Why were you thinking about this? Tonight’s call was strictly business and should remain as such.

The sound of footsteps caught your attention and you turn around to find him standing closer to you now, but still a comfortably safe distance away. How was it that even though he was still on the opposite side of the room, you didn’t feel safe?

After a few moments of him staring at you, you shift your weight slightly and roll your eyes. 

“There is no package, is there?” You assume. 

“How long did ya think ya could keep it up huh?” His voice questioned, but it hit the atmosphere with a rhetorical undertone. 

“I dunno what you’re talking about.” You try to rationalize, but you should’ve known that rational thinking and Mr. J never mixed. His facial features contorted into a look that resembled displeasure as he slipped his hands into his front pockets.

“You don’t mmmmm?” He questioned. You had done well to convince yourself that, that night never happened, not because you didn’t enjoy yourself, but because a part of you saw it as a heinous act. He was your boss and more than anything your virginity was the only precious thing about you. Now, it was gone and worse, you’d manage to give it to the last person you wanted to touch you; Mr. J. You couldn’t fully erase it; the way he touched you, the way he called you princess, the way he growled in your ear, the way he took his time, the way he kept his hands firmly on your skin; it was unforgettable, but you still tried. 

“No, Mr. J. I don’t.” You nearly pleaded hoping he could see the hidden message behind your eyes. Let it go. 

“So, it’s Mr. J, now?” He asked with a look that mocked confusion. 

“I’ve always called you Mr J, Mr. J.” You furrowed your eye brows. 

“That’s funny, it was please daddy the last time I saw ya.” He stated as his voice changed as a mockery of your own. You feel your eyebrow raise without warning and the heat from your cheeks was released in a sign. Perhaps you’d called him daddy once or twice during the entire ordeal, but it was what he’d apparently liked. To bring it up now as a joke to embarrass you was a low blow .

“You don’t remember?” he asked moving an inch closer. A hand absently finds its way to your hair, pushing a few strands behind your ear. 

“Ya got something for me t’deliver Mr. J?” You question in an attempt to avoid him all together and the annoyance in your voice was evident. He growled. He didn’t speak this time. Instead, he continued to stare at you and the more uncomfortable you got the more intense the stares felt. 

“Ya think ya can avoid me and I not notice?” He moves closer again. 

“I told you, I’m not.” You lie. He tilts his head slightly and narrows his eyes. If there was one thing he didn’t tolerate, it was lying. 

“Stupid, isn’t a good look on ya doll.” He antagonized. You narrowed your eyes at him. 

“Don’t call me that.” You never liked that nickname and no one ever called you it. it implied beauty, frailty and innocence; three things that you were indefinitely not. You were a killer if need be, a hired gun if need be, a delivery girl if need be, a doll; not even in the slightest. 

“Mmmm well which do you prefer? Sweetie, baby, pumpkin pie, princess?” He questioned and you couldn’t stop the slight glance to the side as your insides clenched at the idea of the last one. Muscle memory would never allow you to forget the way he made your body feel when he called you that the last time you two interacted. You eyes snapped back to his as you attempted that the current moment didn’t happen. 

“Ohhhhh, I like the response to that one.” He cooed taking another step in your direction. You should have known you couldn’t do anything without him noticing it considering his eyes never left your skin, but what did he expect you to do?

“I can’t….do this.” You responded using your fore finger and your thumb to softly grip the bridge of your nose. There was no right answer or response; only a never ending taunt fueled by his vulgar nature.

“Ohhh, what have I taught cha’ about that word?” His voice was low this time as if to put forth an emphasis on his stature over you. His pause was agonizingly slow as he stared at you, waiting for a reply. Your eyebrows furrow in response to his question and you find yourself taking an instinctive step back wards towards the closed door. That word was always off limits and the mere memory of what he did to you the last time you used it was enough to make you recoil from him. 

“Should I repeat the lesson?” He questioned and your instant rush of panic caused you to look away from him. Your eyes scanned the room for an emergency out just incase this got messy, but you knew currently there were only 2 ways out of this room with him. One was the closed door behind you and the other was the large window that acted as a wall for his penthouse’s living room. Considering he was the top floor, the window wasn’t an option. 

“Please don’t.” You urged allowing your eyes to shut for a brief moment as if trying to destroy the images of his previous lesson from your mind. You still had the scars, the bruises, the scraps and now every time he reminded you of it; you still managed to feel the pain as well. Muscle memory. 

“Don’t what?” He questioned placing his index finger behind his ear as if he didn’t hear your plea. 

“Please don’t punish me.” You answered and his smile widened. Such a sadist. 

“That’s a good girl.” his voice broke as he enthused and if you didn’t know him well you’d think he was overwhelmingly pleased. You rolled your eyes and he growled while taking another step toward you.

“Stop.” you demanded, but there was a slight waver in your voice and it hits the atmosphere like a plea. He smiles. 

“I’m am not going to do anything.” he stated simply before pulling his arms up on either side of him as if to show he was harmless, but you knew better. If he wasn’t up to anything then why were you here, and why did you feel anything but safe? Your confusion must have been clear on your face because he finally spoke. 

“I just need ya to do something for me….” he suggested, lingering on the last word and taking another step towards you. He was inches away from you now, and you some how felt relieved because perhaps this was a business thing. You felt yourself perk back to life believing the nonsense before was finally over until he spoke again. 

“Cum for me.” He spoke in a low tone while focusing his eyes in on your lips. 

Your eyebrows wrinkle before your facial features nearly crumble like pastries in front of him. His eyes didn’t meet yours, but they stayed intent on watching your lips as if there was something to be desired there. 

“Cum for me, Princess.” He repeated, this time adding the nickname that was now etched into your mind. You could feel yourself beginning to fall apart at the seams, but you still attempted to keep your outer form composed. You refused to be affected by him or his taunts, but you couldn’t stop the feeling of your thighs tightening in response to the growing discomfort in your lower abdomen. 

“That’s…..not gonna do anything.” You speak with uncertainty. He smiles again before closed up the rest of the space between the two of you. His left hand reached up slowly to rest firmly against the wall beside your face while his other lightly nipped at the front of your shirt. Your back against the door and his hands boxing you in made you uncomfortable, but you only shifted your weight and looked away from him. It was as if his eyes had fingers and they slowly slid from the base of your body back up to your eyes. 

“Look at me.” He demanded shifting his leg slightly so that he was comfortable close to you now. His angle was strategic for he was close enough to keep you boxed in, but far enough to see your entire body in one glance. You wouldn’t indulge him, instead, you took an unsteady breath through your lips. 

“Look at me.” he requested again except more stern this time. You couldn’t resist the involuntary movement of your eyes focusing in on his, and the intensity behind them made you feel as though you were a child under scrutiny. You could feel yourself losing this battle for you had a desire for him that you couldn’t control and this fact gave him power over you. The idea and thought of being under someone else’s control nearly made you ill, but you couldn’t stop the reaction you surrendered to him as he looked at you. It was as if there was a click in his head as his eyes dropped from yours and grazed over your frame once more. What was he seeing?

“How long had ya been keeping your little secret? All that killing, all that rage, but you’ve never been touched. What do they call that……irony?” He questioned glancing off to the side as if trying to think of the right word. You didn’t find his false sense of humor funny, and you attempted to push off the wall and move away from him only to have his hand push you back gently.

“Are you done? You think you know me because I make a few delivers for you? Because I answer your phone calls when you need business handled? You don’t know a thing….about me.” You could feel your rage bubbling over faster than you could catch it. You were a complicated person, this you could admit, but to have him stand before you as if you were an open book to him set your nerves on edge. 

“Careful. - I fucked you.” He answered simply while allowing a noise from the based of his throat to slip through his lips before moving slightly closer to you. His face remained relatively straight as he spoke. “The way you hesitated when I touched you. Your little looks of confusion when I made you feel things you’ve never felt before. The fear on your face when I made you cum. Had you ever cum before?” His question was taunting but there was a hint of genuine curiosity behind it all. He legitimately wanted an answer. 

“Please, stop.” You pleaded when you realized where this was going. 

“No, no, no Princess, that’s not one of the answer choices. Yes…”
 He questioned lingering on the words as if attempting to answer for you. His fingers shook from left to right in front of your lips as if he didn’t want to hear anything else from you, but his eyes once again zeroed in there as if waiting expectantly for your answer. 

“No.” You answered honestly feeling yourself giving up. He found solace in your surrender and the small smile on his face assured you of this.

“No….?” He questioned. 

“No sir.” You corrected, and his smile widened as he nodded. 

“Theeeeeere she is.” he mused before moving his upper half closer to yours before making small patterns into your shirt’s fabric with his free hand. 

“Do you still wanna to leave?” He questioned poking out his bottom lip. You nodded only to have him nodded in return as if mirroring your action. 

“Then do what I asked, and you can go.” He assured. You wrinkled your eyebrows as you looked at him. What did he want?

“Be a good girl. Cum for Daddy.” He requested slipping his free hand down the front of your pants and into the delicate confines of your underwear. You moved in protest only to have his fingers slide against the folds of your private area. You weren’t prepared for the sudden invasion or the distinct feeling of pleasure resonating at the base of your abdomen. 

“Don’t you want my help? …..You want this?” He questioned pushing harder against your skin. You couldn’t answer, you could only think back to the previous time he had his fingers at the base of your sensitivity and you surrendered. He would have you again if you kept this up, but you couldn’t stop yourself. You weren’t his, but in this moment, you were. 

Apple Pie 5

// “just tAKE THE JACKET” //

number 5 of my best friends drabble list and the unofficial sequel of coconut oil.

*Warning Mature Content*

“Oh my god. This is so fucking good,” I moaned as my taste buds savored the quarter pounder burger I was shoving into my mouth. I looked at the beautiful burger I just took a bite of with astonishment. It was….. so good. I moaned again as I took my second bite and then my third bite that was the biggest of them all. I felt a bit of grease run down the side of my face but I couldn’t be bothered. I had my tunnel vision set on my food. I took a huge slurp of my vanilla milkshake and ate a few cheese fries between each bite of food.

“Yo, Y/N! You like the food over there?” Fredo called from across the table. I jumped at the sound of my name, breaking me out of my food trance. I looked up to see the whole table of the tour staff staring at me. I gave a shy nod as a strand of cheese from my fries landed on my face.

Everyone immediately laughed at my eager sloppiness as I tried to pull my myself together again and act like I didn’t smoke a blunt fifteen minutes prior. I looked forward to see Justin recording the whole encounter on his phone.

“Stop!” I whined as I quickly reached across the table and tried to smacked his phone from his hand so that he would leave me alone. Unfortunately, I missed and he leaned back in his seat as he continued capturing the moment.

“You’re so annoying,” I complained while holding up my middle finger and throwing a fry at his big forehead.

“Okay but, you’re gross,” He countered, finally putting down his phone.

“Okay but, I don’t need this from you,” I rolled my eyes as I stood up with my tray of food in tow.

“Where are you going?” Elysandra looked up at me.

“Somewhere where I’m not harassed for my eating habits,” I stated before dramatically moving towards an empty table on the side of small restaurant. On the way over there, a large group of dusty niggas smiled at me and watched as I sat alone. I kept my eyes straight ahead as I moved to my destination. I had no interest in being bothered again while eating and especially not by bummie niggas.

I finished my plate of food within the next few minutes. Once I ate the last fry I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes, feeling the itis taking over. Just as I felt like I was about to pass out and meet Jesus in my sleep, my eyes flew open at the smell of apple pie. I looked up just in time to see one of the waiters walk past me with a slice of deliciousness. My mouth watered at the sight.

I didn’t waste a moment before getting up to go to the front of the restaurant to order. Annoyingly enough, to get to the place to order, I had to walked past the gross dudes again (who we’re making crude gestures as I passed) and past the section the Purpose crew was sitting at. I was almost past my friends that I was fake beefing with when, my wrist was grabbed in a tight grip. My eyes moved from the hand, followed the length of an muscular arm, and found myself looking at Justin’s red face.

“What?” I asked dryly.

“Take my jacket,” He said in a serious tone.

“What?” I rolled my eyes.

“Here,” He let go of my wrist to pull off his hoodie. The thick fabric of his jacket caused for his shirt to come up with it slightly, revealing a sliver of his toned stomach. I watched with my arms crossed as he readjusted himself and tossed the hoodie into my hands. “Put this on,” he told me, his eyebrows crinkled in annoyance.

“I’m not cold,” I handed him back the bundle of tan fabric. It was mad stupid that he was giving me his jacket when he was complaining about the cold restaurant earlier whereas I was fine in my tank top.

“Please don’t argue with me and put on the jacket, Y/N,” he was steadily loosing more patience as he looked from my face, down to my revealing shirt and my wide set hips, and then behind me. Not thinking about what the issue was, I tossed him his hoodie back for the second time.

“JusT TAKE THE JACKET,” He snapped making me roll my eyes even more as I dipped out and walked to the front of the restaurant.

Once past Justin’s uglass, I got in line so I could order a slice of each type of pie they sold. I hummed happily and swayed my hips as that on Sia song played lowly throughout the building. I was only alone again for a moment before one of the dudes from the other table made his way behind me in line. Curving the nigga, I took out my phone and scrolled through Twitter as I waited patiently for the line to speed up.

“So you like an twitter baddie?” I jumped in surprise for the second time of the day.

“What?” I looked back at the large guy who was licking his lips, trying hard to seem attractive.

“Nah, she thick and cute,” Another guy from the table appeared out of nowhere. “You an Instagram model huh? You be selling them fitness teas and shit?” He now addressed me as if I was a real life human.

“None of your business,” I said lowly and turned back to look at the menu that was written out above the registers.

“Hey, I like your shirt. It’s very cute,”  the first guy said but not surprisingly, he looked at every part of my body that wasn’t covered by the the holed up tank I was sporting. Just as I was about to tell them to fuck off, Justin came to the rescue.

“Here’s your jacket that you left in the car, baby,” He handed me his jacket with a fake smile on his face. I gratefully took and pulled on his hoodie. Instead of brawling with the dudes like I expected him to, Justin took the non confrontational approach and did the thing we haven’t needed to do in a while: played boyfriend and girlfriend.

“Thank you, dear,” I spoke, thinking that would be enough to ward off the bums.

“Aye, so are you gon let me get your number or…” the main guy boldly asked.

“My girl does not want your number,” Justin spoke up.

“Ayeeee, you’re that Bieber nigga,” the second guy got hype over Justin’s fame.

“You really be letting this white nigga hit that?” #1 laughed out.

“He is my boyfriend,” I scoffed.

“I own this ass so you guys don’t mind,” Justin exaggerated and did the most when his arm slid around my waist and his hand squeezed at my ass a few times.

“Alright we see you bro,” The guy shook Justin’s hand then when back to a conversation with his other friend.

“This is why I tell your ass to wear more clothes,” Justin scolded in my ear. His hand did not stop rubbing at my ass and spoke, still putting on an act for the guys behind him. Justin loved the hype and attention by having a beautiful girl on his arm. And no offense but I am the baddest of them all therefore, he’s going to take advantage of the situation as long as he could.

“Justin, please stop touching me,” I shivered. I was just like a teenage boy, it took nothing for me to get worked up.

“Why?” Justin looked down at my face before busting out laughing. “What is this turning you on?”

“Leave me alone,” I moved his hand but he used it to get behind me and wrap his hands around me.

“We’ll as your boyfriend, I feel as though I should take care of that for you,” He left a well placed kiss on my neck.

“Nahhh, we’re not about to do this again,” I tried my best not to completely melt into Justin.

“It was good for you last time but i think it’s will be even better since we have access to a bed,” Justin reminded me of the relief we both felt two weeks ago when we hooked up for the first time in the tour bus bathroom. Since there were two nights in LA of performing, we were staying in a hotel that was just down the street. A hotel… with beds.

“Yeah okay,” I gave in easily. In the words of R. Jelly, ‘my mind’s telling me no but my body, my body is telling me yes’.

“You wanted a slice of apple pie?” Justin guessed correctly as to what my order was going to be. I nodded a quick yes. “Room 693. I’ll be there in 10,” Justin handed over this hotel room key.

I snatched it from him, waved a goodbye to the rest of the crew, and made my way back to the hotel. I got into Justin’s room quickly and waited on the bed for him in my underwear. In almost exactly ten minutes, the front door open and Justin came in my pie in tow.

“Which dessert do you want first?” Justin’s corny self asked.

“How about you eat while I eat,” I proposed while taking my pie from his hand. Justin laughed but happily obliged. I ate my first bite of pie while Justin opened my legs. I stopped chewing as Justin rubbed his fingers against my wet panties, getting a peek at how aroused he had gotten me. The second bite of pie went into my mouth as I watched Justin pull my soaking panties off.

“Do you want to save rest for later?” He looked from the pie to my face with a teasing look on his face. “ t’s not polite to moan my name with food in your mouth, babe,” at that sentence, I closed the container and set it to the side.

Justin had my full attention as he licked his finger and pushed it into my slit. He laughed yet again at my loss of breath as he added a second finger and pumped them in and out of my while his tongue danced along my clit. The pleasure was so good, I couldn’t help but latching my fingers into his hair and holding him down. He moaned out at my dominance making the sound tremble long my clit. A shiver ran through my body as I grinded myself against his face, wanting more. Justin removed his fingers and used his tongue to fuck into me.

“Say my name while I eat you like this,” Justin demanded, his brown eyes melting into mine. I nodded and pulled him back to my core. The moment I started whimpering his name, he inflicted so much pleasure upon my body, I didn’t know what to do.

“Right here?” He asked as he looked up at me, his fingers plunging slowly into the spot that makes me cry out. I nodded yes making him speed up for me.

“You know what I want you to do? I want you to squirt all over me. You told me you were a squirter but I want to see it for myself,” He hummed before taking no mercy on me. Justin hit the same perfect angle faster and faster while he sucked my clit into his mouth.

“Justin Justin,” I called out his name and my thighs clenched around his head. At me locking up on him, he held my thighs down on the edge of the bed as he ate my pussy like no other.

“Are you about to squirt for me, babe?” He asked before swiping up and down my clit as fast as possible. I stood no chance to hold back. With the moaning of his name, Justin caused an orgasm to ripple inside of me and spill all over his face and bed.

“Good girl,” He praised me while licking what he could reach off his face. I wanted him hazily as I was still shaking from my orgasm.  Thinking he was giving to give me time to regroup, I was proven wrong as he positioned me on all fours on the edge of the bed. I moaned out as Justin pushed himself completely inside of me without warning. The sound of wetness our bodies made almost had me fainting.

“You know what I love the most about fucking you?” He was moving slow and deep into me making my pussy cave in around him. “I love how wet you stay for me and how I can feel you clenching onto me. Do you like the way I feel inside of you?” He asked, pulling my hips back to meet his harshly.

“Yes, baby,” He had me losing my mind.

“Who do these belong to?” Justin grabbed my breasts roughly.

“You, Justin,” I murmured as Justin let out a groan when he was particularly deep inside me.

“What about this ass?” he slapped it before grabbing and rubbing them the same was he did in the restaurant.

“It’s yours,” I cried out each and every time he continued to slap it.

“And what about this pussy?” Justin flipped me on my back and pulled me to him with my ankles. He looked high off of power as he pounded into me while rubbing quickly at my clit.

“I asked who’s pussy is this,” He spoke again, over my whimpering.

“It yours. It’s all yours. I’m all yours,” I moaned hysterically. As Justin gave me exactly what I needed I couldn’t help my cover my face with my hands, trying to stop the moans.

“Let me hear you scream my name,” Justin pulled my hands away from my fave as he sped up his thrusts. His name left my mouth until I could no longer get a breath out. My whole body disconnected frown earth for half a second before my second orgasm slipped out of me. I watched with low eyes as Justin pulled out of me and kneeled over my body with his dick in hand. My mouth watered at the desperate way he pumped himself.

“Come on baby. Cum all over me,” I whined, edging him on. He could only strike himself two more times before his eyes sealed shut and his cum oozed out of his cock in squirts that covered my body.

“So are you going to eat the rest of my pie of can I have some?” Justin asked moment later, laying beside my worn out body.

"Run us a bath and we can shared the rest of it in the tub, friend,” I hummed with my eyes closed. 

“You got it, pal,” Justin got up and went into the bathroom.

Sex, apple pie, a bath, and friendship is the perfect way to end a night.

Flashes of the Future (A Bucky Barnes x Reader Fic) Masterlist

Eight flashes of the future. An extended look at the lives of James and [Y/N] after he returns from the war. How will their destiny unfold?! 

Final story of The Rise and Fall series.

Characters: Bucky Barnes, Reader + some OC’s.

Ratings: Mature/Explicit (18+).

Warnings: so much smut, so much fluff, so much angst. You’re getting it all with this one, and I can’t go into details. Pleas read the A/N for an extended warning. Obviously, there is swearing.

A/N 1: If you are new to this series, I suggest you read the other stories that are part of “The Rise And Fall” (a Bucky Barnes x Reader) series for more context and a better understanding of the dynamic between the characters. 

A/N 2: If you are not new to this series, welcome back! Be mindful, if you want to end the story on a high (not angsty) note, then maybe don’t continue?! But you will be missing out on a lot of wonderful and sweet fluff and hot smut. The cutest I have written so far. It’s a double-edged sword. I hope you make the right decision.

A/N 3: Did you read my warnings? Did you make a choice? Want to be tagged for the story (8 chapters) then send me a message/ask or comment below! You don’t need to ask to be tagged again, if you’re already on the list, by the way. I got you. The first chapter will be posted on Monday!

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BTS Click and Drag Smut Version

Hey! This is my first ever click and drag game so I hope you like it! It’s more mature content so that’s a warning ;) I will take any requests, just message me <3 Also I would love to see the results of your click and drag!! ~Admin Maggie :)

Teases you:

Buys you lingerie (and what color): 


Oral (receiving from):

Oral (giving to):

Fuck buddy:


Late Night Working*

WARNING: Imagine might contain mature material so read with your own risk! No need to come say to me that I didn’t warned you

Posted on Instagram: 9th of March, 2017


Y/N’s POV:

It was Friday and everyone started leave beside me. I sat patiently behind my desk because I knew that if I stood up there, my boss would run there in 5 seconds with a high pile of new papers to sign.

It had been that since the day one. Every Friday overtime working. I was always the last who left that building. He didn’t let me go before those works would be done which he gave to me and I didn’t have enough strenght to fight back. It could mean in the worst option to getting fired and that was the last thing I wanted.

I had given up days ago already because I knew that I couldn’t ever sneak away without that he would notice that. It felt like he would have put some cameras in my office where he saw when I finished my works and then appears with new ones.

I had searched all painting and even plant pots but I have found nothing but I still had a strong feeling of that he stalked me. It wasn’t normal at all. If he didn’t have cameras, then he must have something of skills to sense people.

I had ever believed on things like that. They felt stupid but now I had started to think about that those things might be possible. But whatever, he was doing, freaked me out.

So I just sat there in my office and looked how minutes passed. When I moved my hand over my bag, I heard how the door opened and my boss walked in with two folders.

“I know that it’s Friday but could you please check out these before you leave, I should post them tonight at the latest” he mumbled. Yeah, a nice notice but why those words are like an air for me nowadays. Why they sound so familiar, I thought and rolled my eyes.

“Ms. Y/L/N! When you have finished your work, we should really talk about few things” I heard my boss say to me and then I realized that I might have slipped out of thoughts from my head. My thoughts weren’t just thoughts anymore when someone heard them. I blushed so hard.

I sat back behind my desk and started go through the papers. It took maybe 20 minutes before I was ready and took the paper pile on my arms, which had got a half lower than what it was when my boss brought it to me.

I knocked the door of my boss office polutely and heard his low voice told me come in. “Everything ready?” he asked and I nodded before I put the pile on gis table. “Yes, sir. Everything is ready and now I’d be ready to talk with you like you wanted”

I tried cover my earlier acting with professional side of me. “Good, please sit down, Ms. Y/L/N” he told and nodded over the chair in front of him. A long silence landed between us before he took his gaze of the newspaper which he had read.

“So Y/N, you have been working here a while now. How have you fit in so far?” he started familiarly. “Fine, I mean people here have been really kind and helpful” I smiled to him. “And I have really enjoyed working here” I added still. He nodded back and smiled.

“That’s great to hear, Ms. Y/L/N..” he mumbled and put the paper pile a side from his table. He fixed his eyeglasses and looked me. “.. because it has been great for me too to follow how hard you’re working. We have been looking for long-time workers like you, and finally we found one”

His words made me feel proud. “And if you promise to not tell anyone, you’re also pleasure to eyes” he said quieter. I blushed and didn’t know what to say. I looked down and bit my lip.

“It start be late, sir. I should be going home. There’s my parents coming to my place to eat a dinner later” I told to him and tried give him a hint to let me go. Air between us had started get more tensed after every minute I spent there in his office.

“What time are they coming?” I asked and I looked the clock on my wrist. “6pm” I mumbled. It was 3:45pm now. “Well then there’s still so a lot of time left” he smiled. So that maybe meant that he wanted still continue our conversation.

I tried hide my frustration with fake smile and sat back down on the chair. “You’re right, and actually I have everything ready in my fridge so I have to just put them in the oven before they come” He just nodded softly.

His eyes never left me, and after couple minutes it started already freak me out. “Sooo… ” I tried start the conversation again but nothing smart came out of my mouth. “Y/N, listen to me. Have you ever dreamed about being a boss of a big company?”

His sudden question make me full of energy again. “Well, who wouldn’t. I mean that might be everyone’s dream when they start work somewhere, being higher than others one day” I chuckled. “Not really, Ms. Y/L/N” he grinned and made me blush and mumble that ‘oh’ back.

I had embarrassed myself once again in front of him. “But it’s glad to hear that you have thought about that option and that you have big enough dreams to reach” he continued and stood up from his chair.

He walked other side of his table, behind me and let his hands land over my shoulders which made me shiver. “I have always liked that feature in my workers, ambition” his words danced in my ears like little raindrops which land on some hard surface.

“But do you know, what other feature I appreciate on them?” he asked and made me shook my head. “Obedience” he whispered and now his mouth was just maybe millimeters away from me, I could tell even I didn’t look behind myself. I couldn’t do it.

My breath quiver when I breathed out. He chuckled and stepped further of me. “I should go.. ” I said. I couldn’t be around him any second anymore or I couldn’t probably contain myself. My hormones rushed inside me like a crazy and I didn’t like that feeling. It was wrong to feel that way, but my body didn’t seemly care about that fact.

“It had taken just 10 minutes, Ms. Y/L/N” Mr. Bieber said and nodded over the clock which laid on the wall. “I know but I just remember that I have to go to buy a few things still to our lunch” I lied and tried stand up from the chair but he pushed me back gently.

“No, I can drive you there so it won’t take so long then” he told and moved stand in front of me. “Now, where we were… oh yeah, I was telling you about those features” he grinned. He seemly enjoyed that position more than he probably should have.

He was teasing me slowly with his words, or then it was just my head which gave new meanings to those innocent sounding sentences. Or was he doing that all on purpose? No, he couldn’t do that, I thought. On that moment, I woke up from my thoughts when I heard my boss talk again.

“What are you thinking about? You look like so absent. Is something wrong?” he asked with worried tone. Yeah, actually yes. I was sitting in my boss’ office and I didn’t know, why he asked me there in the end, and my mind was racing too wild right now that even the record of speed of light would soon get beaten.

However, those things stood just inside my head and I just shook my head for him. “I’m fine, sir” His left hand moved under my chin and he made me look at him straight on his deep brown eyes. “Is that so? I think that you’re lying to me right now, Ms. Y/L/N”

I couldn’t anything to myself that this setting somehow turned me on. I had always find attraction over dominant men. I smirked lightly to him even that wasn’t part of my first plan. He raised his eyebrows asking.

“Would you like to tell me now what was really on your mind?” “Those things might not be sober in this surroundings or time” I said quietly back. “Well, work time is already over and you’re actually free now so I don’t find any reason to not tell about them. We’re just normal people when we’re off the work” he said calmly.

He was totally right. We weren’t on the work anymore. I had stood here because of my own want. There were no chains over my shoulders to keep me in this place, it was my own want.

I looked him while he still waits for my answer. “I just thought about that, do you do all these things on purpose when I’m around? I mean keep me overtime here so you could see me more and so on, because it feels like that at least” He smirked to my question, it was enough for me already as answer. Seemly my all suspects had been right.

Justin’s POV:

“I already knew that you’re a really smart young woman but I didn’t know that you would be this smart” I chuckled to Y/N. “Damn, seemly you caught me, but my purpose wasn’t bad just know that… I just-” I mumbled and scratched back of my neck while I tried find right words.

“I just- like I said, you have also other sides which I admire on you. I could nothing to myself. I didn-” I couldn’t finish my words before she said back: “It’s okay” She stood up from her chair and I stepped further from her.

Maybe this was the good time to let her leave finally, I thought, but for my surprise she sat over my big table. “Since we’re not at work anymore, it’s maybe safe to say now, that you haven’t been the only who has enjoyed that little game of yours” I turned around and looked her a bit confused.

“What?” she giggled and moved her hand over my chest. “Nothing… I just-” I mumbled and followed how her hand started move against my toned chest. It felt good to be honest. “Didn’t expected that, huh? Well it felt weird for me too first but well here we’re now” she giggled.

Her giggles were maybe the favorite sound of hers for me so far, but I had a feeling that one sound would sound even better to me. She moaning my name in that little office and over that big table of mine. I wanted her more than I had ever wanted so far.

I moved closer to her so our lips were just few centimeters away each other’s. “I’m glad that you told that to me, Ms. Y/L/N” I mumbled and peaked her lips softly. She looked so uncertain in front of me now, and somehow it turned me on even more. However, I could tell that she wait for more and I was ready to give her that.

I stepped closer to her and pressed my lips against hers. My hand moved behind her back and started search the zipper to her dress. After a moment searching I found it and pulled it down. She giggled between the kiss when my cool fingers ran down her bare back. I smiled back and pushed her dress off her shoulders.

“This is so wrong” she whispered but didn’t show a move to stopping. She opened my tie and dropped it on the floor, before she started open my white shirt. I took off my black jacket and put it over the back of the closest chair. When she was ready with my shirt I pulled it off too.

Y/N jumped off the table. Just on that moment I realized how beautiful she actually looked there. Of course, I had noticed that earlier too but on this lighting, she looked like a goddess.

She let her dress fall on her feet before she stepped off it. Her lips touched my bare chest and it sent chills all over my body. I cursed myself lowly when I noticed how she moved millimeter by millimeter lower against my body. Kiss by kiss she reached my crotch and a big smirk spread on her lips.

I had to pinch myself so I would be sure that I wasn’t dreaming. When I looked down again, she was still there. I wasn’t dreaming, I thought. Y/N opened slowly my belt and the zipper of my jeans before she pulled my jeans on my knees.

“Someone is a bit excited” she bit her lip when she looked at me. “You don’t even know how long I have dreamed about this” I slipped out of my mouth. She chuckled and grabbed my boxers gently. A light moan slipped out of my mouth without thinking.

“Stop teasing, Y/N” I hissed but she didn’t show any move to fasten her moves. “Patience” she whispered before she pulled my boxers fully off. I had closed my eyes before that. I wanted feel it all, but for my surprise her touch was gone after that. I opened my eyes but didn’t see her anywhere.

Damn, she seemly tricked me and bad, I thought and shook my head. There I was now standing middle off my office, my jeans and boxers on my knees with a boner. I was ready to leave but then I heard a cough behind my table.

I turned around and noticed Y/N, who was sitting on my chair smirking just her lingerie on. “Did you already think that I left?” she asked. I chuckled and walked over her. “No, I was just thinking what should I do with you, but sadly I don’t have anything of those things with me which I would need” I told her. She raised her eyebrows and turned the chair, so we were now facing each other.

“Sad” she mumbled and played with the gold chain which hang on my neck. “It would have been interesting to see what you would have been ready to do to me but I try manage” she acted hurt but I knew that she wasn’t ready to leave yet.

We switched places so I was sitting on the chair now. “Take those off” I nodded the rest of her clothes. She nodded and opened her bra and threw when on the floor next to her other clothes. After a few second followed her panties. “What’s next, sir?” she bit her lip.

I liked that way, she still kept that 'sir’ in the game. It gave this moment more tension and a little taste of danger. “Come here” I told her come stand in front of me. “There’s an hour and half left, is that enough to you?” I mumbled and looked the clock on the wall. She nodded quickly and I pulled her even closer to me.

“I can drive you home after that because I’m pretty sure that you can’t walk there by yourself after we have finished” I smirked. She moaned softly back and looked me in the eyes. “You ready?” I asked and she nodded back quickly.

She sat on my lap slowly and let out louder whimper when I filled her. She started move slowly on my lap up and down, increasing her speed. My hands moved on her hips and I helped her move faster. “Yes, just like that” I groaned low to her and gave a kiss to her which last more than I expected.

“Why didn’t we do that sooner… damn you, I wouldn’t have mind at all if you come to my office without those papers once and just lay me on that little table of mine… ” she talked to me breathless. Her dirty talks turned on me even more if it was even possible.

“Well, like you said earlier. This is in the end wrong, we shouldn’t do this… but I have always liked too much breaking rules” I chuckled and pushed her off me without warning.

However, I didn’t give her time to complain against my sudden action, but I pushed her against my table and pushed myself back inside her. Her moans filled the whole room and I prayed the god in my mind that everyone else would have left the building already, or we would be in big trouble.

“Justin, please” she cried out and looked me over her shoulder. “Tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you” I mumbled to her ear and slapped her ass gently. I couldn’t just stop myself doing that anymore. Her ass was like a magnet which beg the other half, my hand. “Let me cum” she whispered.

I fastened my pace and pulled her hands behind her back. “Not yet” I murmed and let my eyes close. “Not yet, Y/N. I know you can take it still” I half mumbled myself to her. She let out frustrated groan but obeyed me still.

I continued pounding her still a couple minutes before I gave her a permission to come, and let’s say that she like really came. She squirted all over my table but I didn’t care about the mess. I was some kind of proud of that mess.

I pulled myself off her and kissed her cheek before I took a couple tissues from the drawer of my table. I handed one for her and took another to myself. “It’s 5:30pm, we should probably leave if you don’t wanna be late from your lunch” I mumbled and she looked me before she nodded.

We dressed up and I helped her out of the building to my car. I drove her home like I promised. The car ride was silent but when I stopped the car in front of her house, she opened her mouth.

“Thank you” she mumbled and kissed my cheek. “I had… fun” she blushed. “Maybe we should do that again sometime then” I grinned and it made her blush even more. “I think that we can avoid that” she said before she stepped out of the car.

I stood there still inside my car and followed how she walked in front of the door of her house and opened it. The light hit against her again just perfect. She looked beautiful. I got still a quick smile from her before she stepped inside her home. I smiled back. I couldn’t wait to see her on Monday again.

anonymous asked:

Do you have any fic requests? Anything you want us to read by the other admins or some tumblr friends?

I sure do nonnie! Sit tight and buckle in this is going to be long (maybe) I’ll start with friends and pick some of my favs from them okay? Everyone I’m picking I promise you should read every thing they’ve written all of it is amazing and honestly I personally believe some fics should be turned into movies. Anyway these particular fics have changed the way I read and write fanfiction so you should also follow these blogs (all the admins I’m about to shout out are amazing and kind) If you want me to do another and separate them by groups and genres then I can do that as well. 

By @kpoppantydrop: A Rose Coloured Rogue that has four parts to it. It’s a SHINee fic but features Jimin (BTS), Wonho, and Xiumin written by admin Winter for Rogue’s birthday. A warning though it is smut. 

Another one is Prettiest Pink a Jin (BTS) smut by Admin Lily. It’s filth from start to finish and I love it it’s so great I think I actually blushed whilst reading it. 

Also here’s a cute as fuck Jackson (GOT7) fluff by Admin Desire called Something Good. It’s a birthday fic and it made me smile so hard whilst reading it! 

Of course I have lots of others (Their masterlist is endless you’ll be on their blog forever I promise you wont regret it.)

By @xiuminsm : Here’s a super long Yixing fic that is Royalty AU and omg its so fucking amazing, it’s titled Until Hell Freezes Over  it’s another smut but the smut is rather brief and its easy to skip over if you want to (I don’t recommend it though.) 

Another installment in the Royalty AU for EXO this is for Suho and it’s titled Bete Noir the world that Liv spins in this series is seriously breathtaking. It’s a smut (yet again, I’m sorry most of the fics will have an adult theme) but its soooo worth the read. 

By @smutfictionaddicted (also @kpopthirstaddicted) she’s moved to @writings-by-cl but a lot of her fics are on her old blogs: Crocodiles in Sin City is a fic based off the Sin City universe that became movies how friggin cool is that?! There are heavy warnings with this it’s very mature so be cautious before clicking. 

Strawberry Ice Cream is a drabble by CL based off a series by @chanyeolspout (which I’ll be linking you to as well.) I don’t usually read Chanyeol fics but its so gooodddd

By @chanyeolspout : Here’s the mini masterlist for Breeze as said above a Chanyeol fic of about nine parts you won’t regret it please read! 

In Abstenia really fucked me up like ??? Why did you do this to me??? It’s optional bias and v smutty 

Welcome Back is a Sehun oneshot with exhibitionism, lots of smut, and a fresh from tour Sehun who misses you a lot. (Just punch me in the face tbh)

By @soobadnoonecanstopher : I will ALWAYS recommend The Boxer, I laughed and cried and honestly this whole series was a fucking rollercoaster ride strap yourself in it only goes up (and down very fast) from here. Lori isn’t technically my friend (I feel bad calling her by her first name gah I’m so sorry plz don’t hate me) but I’m friends with her fics because I’ve reread them all like ten times

By the other admins: I’d recommend you read Park It (written by Takara-yeolie its a Jooheon smut and a damned good one at that) and Overlooked (written by Memesol it’s Jimin (BTS) angst lol Memesol is so great at angst I hate her)

by non-friends/tumblr famous people I wish I were friends with:

@duizhangdeluxe wrote a series for OT12 EXO and I recommend it to EVERYONE Blanc et Noir is a smut series playing around with EXO’s “powers” and it is beautifully done. 

@choco-seventeen wrote an amazing Joshua fic called Dreamcatcher and it’s a fantasy series(?) dealing with the dangers of dreams, failed friendships, life away from the city, and love. 10000/10

@versigny wrote this Namjoon smut that I think about sometimes (all the time) called Take Home Test, v smutty and A+ go support this blog it’s quality af 

@thesammtimes ahhh what can I say? Everyone’s req list has something of theirs and for good reason so I’ll just give you their masterlist so you can find out for yourself lol 

This is getting really long (I’ve been typing for two hours) sooo if you want a post about more recs just ask okay nonnie? Thank you!!! - Admin Yuuko

Chapter Five of Shrimps Secret WARNING MATURE

A/N: So this is smut. I’ve written smut maybe 3 times… now 4? But it’s been a while. I feel terribly uncomfortable. So it’s a really hard scene for me to write because for me to write it, I have to get in tune to my sexual side and I’m not at all really comfortable with that at all. Plus it’s hard when I have to work and everything like… Now I have to go to work and I just can’t sit in the break room on my breaks and write smut, can I? Anyways, it may be bad it may be good. There is honestly no way to tell– 

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Chapter Five:

It wasn’t that Gajeel wasn’t happy or mad about the news, he was more so shocked. Surely if they were in a relationship he’d be more thrilled. But he didn’t really have a choice. So here Levy was, asleep next to him on his couch, carrying his child. If someone told him that night would of lead to this he probably would’ve stopped himself from drinking so much or just not have gone around her. He leaned over her sleeping body and admired her face, she was beautiful and smart. He always liked those qualities about Levy. Especially on that night…

xxx flash back xxx

Gajeel pushed Levy against the wall outside of his apartment, the two have been going at it since they left Natsu’s and Lucy’s wedding it was practically a miracle that they managed to get to his place fully clothed. But the iron dragon slayer growled when he had to part with her lips and unlock his door. Fumbling with his keys in his pocket, Levy reached into his pocket and he groaned. “Come on.” He was eager to get this night started. Finally Levy grasped his keys and pulled them out.

“Here.” She looked into his blood red eyes.
He grabbed the keys and turned to unlock the door, his arm wrapped around her waist to make sure she wasn’t leaving him anytime soon. He needed to have her. He held the door open, stretching his arm over her so she could go ahead and walk in and he followed her. As soon as he closed and locked the door he picked her up and kissed her hungrily. Yes, he definitely needed her. Gajeel pressed himself into her, himself having already grown hard from their previous foreplay up to his apartment he was desperately trying to get into her pants. Not that Levy was objecting, with the little moans she was making had Gajeel thinking that she was as ready as he was. Her dress was even hitched up to her waist, almost off. Gajeel pulled it up further, over her stomach and Levy had her hands on his chest, underneath his shirt. He loved the way her dainty hands felt on his skin. She felt so soft. God, everything about her was intoxicating to him.

Gajeel pulled her dress up, and parted lips with her enough to pull it up over her head. Levy’s bra was a lacy light blue one. And even though she probably thought she couldn’t fill it out, she did. Her breasts were perfectly filling them.
Levy unbuttoned the top of Gajeel’s shirt, going lower as she whimpered against his lips as he pressed his manhood against her panties. Which caused Levy to release a moan that only made Gajeel grin wildly, so he pressed his hard on against her and went to kiss her lips again. She whimpered against his lips, and Gajeel parted with them and lead his mouth with little kisses all the way to her collar bone where he started to softly nibble on. Getting frustrated, and feeling the wetness that was on her panties Levy groaned, and her hands went to unbutton and unzip Gajeel’s pants. Gajeel quickly threw her down on the ground and laid his body over top of hers. He even grabbed hold of her hand, he wanted to tease her. Levy looked into his eyes, practically begging him to take her there.
Gajeel’s finger ran down the front of her panties and he felt the wetness of it. God, is this what I did to her? Her scent was sexy and Gajeel felt like he was going to die if he didn’t get a taste soon.

He slid her panties to the side exposing herself, his arm outreached holding her hands above her head; Levy wiggled her body and at a feeble attempt to close her legs, Gajeel used his elbow to keep her there. Legs opened and her private area exposed to the cold air of his apartment.

“Gajeel, please~” Levy drunkly slurred out a plead. Her glazed over intoxicated eyes looked down at him. “I want to feel you inside of me.”

The iron dragon slayer grinned madly and slowly probed his pointer finger at her entrance. “Like this?” He raised his eyebrows to her, trying to tease her.

Trying to wiggle her body again, Gajeel pulled his finger away from her and licked the little bit of juice that got on it and suddenly let go of her wrists and slammed his body on top of her roughly, his erection pressing up against his pants. “Do you feel how much I want to be inside of you?” He ran the front of his pants up and down against her slit.

Levy bit her lip and nodded, looking into his eyes. “P-please.” She begged him, leaving her legs spread for him.

Gajeel held his body pressed against against her and unzipped his pants and pulled both his pants and boxers down, allowing his massive manhood free.

Levy saw his dick and gasped. He looked like he was about 8 inches and his girth was nothing to mess with. So she tried to move her waist away, scared that it’ll tear her apart down there. Gajeel pressed the tip of himself against her slit, his hand on her hip as he slowly eased himself into her. Levy whimpered loudly, gripping her hands together as she felt him tear through her wall.

Feeling how tight she was, he eased himself in deeper, watching her face. When he finally was inside to the hilt, Levy could feel him inside her deepest part, not believing that he could fit entirely inside of her.

Gajeel ceased moving, holding himself inside of her and Levy wrapped her legs around his waist. “G-Gajeel.” She moaned into his ear, wrapping her arms around his neck. Gajeel had both hands on her waist as he slowly started moving in and out of her, Levy whimpering each time he hit deeply in her. He slowly started picking up the pace, moving one of his hands up to pull her bra underneath of her breasts. He bent his mouth down and bit one of them. Levy moaned out loudly as he finally slammed himself inside of her. Over and over again.
Gajeel panted and groaned, feeling himself get closer. God he wanted release. Levy.” He moaned and pulled himself out of her and slammed it back into her. Levy squeezed his arm and moaned, holding onto Levy as he pounded into her.

“Harder.” She bit her lower lip.

Having that being said, The iron dragon slayer started going faster, slamming her into the ground over and over again, with levy moaning louder.

“I’m gonna… I’m gonna cum.” Gajeel groaned, as he felt himself get closer.

Levy’s legs tightly wrapped around her waist, squeezing him tightly. “D-don’t pull out–” Levy moaned. Her body starting to tremble as she orgasms around him.

Not able to hold anymore back, Gajeel releases everything he’s had pent up inside of him to inside of her. “God Levy.” He said as he pulled his soft self out of her. And got up, pulling her up with himself. “Want to continue?” Levy nodded as Gajeel led them to his bedroom.


Gajeel looked over her belly, searching for any sign of a bump but there was none. Somehow there was his child inside of her. “God Levy, what did I do to you?” He shook his head, wondering what he should do about this. Honestly the dragon slayer was quite mad at himself for knocking her up. She deserved so much more, that baby deserved so much more. Gajeel placed a hand on her belly, wanting to feel it move but he knew it would be too early for that. He figured it’d be too small for that. So small that he could break it. That terrified him.

“I can’t be a father.” Gajeel shook his head no.

Club Mirage 09

Pairing: Park Jimin x Reader
Genre: Smut
Rating: Mature
Written by xoxoTheQueenOfHearts

WARNING: This is so filthy.

Jimin was confused on his feelings for you and he knew it was a dick move to just kick you out after what you would mistake as a one night stand.

“What was that about?” Jin hyung asked while standing in the doorway looking at a frustrated Jimin.

“Nothing.” Jimin replied cleaning up his room.

Jin smirked. “Doesn’t look like it, why did Y/N run out crying?”

Jimin didn’t even acknowledge Jin as he eventually left the room.

But when he saw you with Jin at Club Mirage, something inside of him snapped. He was angry and jealous? He wasn’t sure but now He wasn’t even in the mood to have sex with the girl he found within the Club.

He was livid by the time he saw Jin lead you upstairs. Only he was allowed to see you in that way. Only he could touch you.

Jimin left Mirage once your back was facing him. He was pissed. And it was a big slap in his face when Jin was showing you off to their friends the next day. But before the day had ended Jimin dragged you away from Jin and took you back to his place. He thought you had learned your lesson the first time.

When your body bounced on the bed, he was on you like fly on food. “This is what’s going to happen.” He whispered in your ear.

But he never finished his sentence. You were laying on his bed as you waited for him to do something. Anything. “J-Jimin..” you whispered. But he silenced you.

“I don’t think you should be talking because I thought you had learned your lesson the first time Y/N…” he growled as he got off of you and headed to his closet for who knows what.

You tilted your head forgetting what it was. And then it clicked. “I did learn my Jimin.”

He scoffs while facing his closet and going through it as he was searching for something. “Apparently not otherwise I wouldn’t be here having to teach you again!” He said a little too loudly. You weren’t expecting him to be this upset. But he had no right. He was the one to kick you out the morning after. And yet here he was trying to teach you another lesson.

You sat up on the bed, his bed. “Well you shouldn’t have thrown me out making me think it was a one night stand and hurt my feelings Park Jimin!” You shouted at him causing him to reel around and face you. He stalked towards you before getting to your eye level threateningly.

“Oh I hurt your feelings? I hurt your feelings? What about my feelings Y/N?!” He yelled. “Did you even think about my feelings?” He asked. The look he gave you, you weren’t sure.

You were silent. Did you think about his feelings? He was the frat boy, the popular boy in school. Did he even have feelings? You only saw one side of him and one side you only knew.

“No you didn’t Y/N! So turn around and get on all fours.” He threatened.

You glared at him before feeling guilty. But why should you feel guilty? You didn’t do anything wrong, so you thought.

“I said turn around.” He said one last time. And you stared at him one last time before doing what he commanded. You were on your hands and knees before him as he pulled your pants along with your panties down. You didn’t even have time to think before a hand was smacked down on one of your cheeks. “Using Jin against me..” he whispered to himself but loud enough for you to hear. He smacked your butt again. You yelped. “And to think you would have learned the first time.”

You were biting your lip and clenched his bedsheets as he smacked your ass. You wanted to voice out but every time you were about to say something he cut you off. “Why aren’t you counting?” He yelled as he narrowed his eyes at you from behind.


“One!” You yelled on queue as you waited for more to come. And more came along with stronger hits. Your ass was sore and red after so many and he finally let you rest after fifteen more ass slaps. But this was only the beginning.

“This is a reminder of who you belong to. And don’t you forget it!” He gritted out as he pushed you to lay flat in prone position with your legs spread out like the bottom half of a star. He didn’t give you the luxury of foreplay because bad girls don’t get what they want.

He inserted himself into you and you were pushed into the bed before you started to bounce on the bed as he thrusted in and out of you. He was laying on top you before he propped himself on his hands that were placed on each side of your shoulder.

You were flustered beneath him and this position hit that sweet spot every time causing you to quietly moan. He was hissing behind you as you started to clench. “You’re not coming tonight. So you better hold it.” He warned you as he thrusted more harder and more deeper within you.

“B-But…ngh…but..” you tried to say but you couldn’t even form a sentence. He smirked at you from above behind you.

“But nothing Y/N..” he stopped you. “Bad girls don’t get what they want.”

At this rate you knew you were screwed but he stopped when he knew you were about to misbehave again. You whimpered at the loss of movement.

And when you calmed down, he started back up again and this time he came. But he still didn’t allow you to come undone. He would bring you right to the edge before stopping again and again driving you crazy. “Please…” you begged. “P-Please let me come..” you pleaded quietly.

He chuckled. “No, I don’t think so.” He said cruelly from above you. “However…” he trailed out slowly as he removed himself from you and you squeezed your thighs together at the several orgasm denials. You rolled around to face him with your face flushed. He smirking down at you cruelly. “If you want to come bad enough. You will beg me. But your punishment is far from over. Come to Mirage tonight and maybe I will let you cum.” He said as he dressed himself. “In the meantime your staying here and we can go together…if you can even last that long.” He teased.

You barely made it to the night. You were so aroused, you felt yourself ache in between your thighs. You needed to be touched but you were so sensitive.

“please let me come!” You yelled as you hanging restrained to the ceiling like last time. Your hands were strapped together from above you and your legs were pushed apart as he was devouring your essence.

You were drenched as he still denied your orgasms. But that wasn’t what he wanted to hear and it was driving you crazy. You swore you could see stars and going cross eyed.

“Jimin!” You cried out his name as you tugged on the restraints above your head. Your legs were wanting to buckle but the restraints held you up along with his hands spreading you apart as he licked and sucked harshly at clit and entrance. He inserted 2 fingers as he stretched you out. This was pure torture but he wanted his lesson to be permanent in your mind so you would learn this time. You were his.

You clenched and unclenched around his fingers. “Please!” You cried out once more only to be ignored.

He pulled away from you causing you to look at him with a smirk on his face. “Have you learned your lesson Y/N?” He asked you.

You couldn’t even think straight as you tried to comprehend what he was asking of you.

“I asked you a question.” He stated as he brought you to look at him more clearly. He was absolutely naked before you just like you were before him. You bit your lip as you got flustered. “Answer me.” He stated.

You squinted your eyes before blushing. “I…I..” you try to say but nothing was coming up. You were to focused on the ache in the pit of your stomach. “Fuck..” you whispered.

“You better answer me or I’m going to start over.” He warned.

You met his gaze one more time before his face was back in-between your legs threateningly. “YES!” You screamed at him and he stopped his accusations.

He looked up at you. “Yes what?” He asked. You bit your lip. He was really doing this to you. Your face was flushed. You felt hot and sweaty. Your legs quivering from needing to come undone.

“I’ve learned my lesson!” You yelled to him with your eyes closed too embarrassed to look at him. He stood up before circling you like a predator. You’ve never felt so vulnerable. He stood behind you and he trailed a hand from your shoulders down your back to butt before trailing back upwards.

“And what is it that you learned?” He asked. “Tell me Y/N.” he whispered into your ear as you could feel his length between your thighs.

You were whimpering. “Only I belong…to you.” You whispered but not enough for him to hear.

“I didn’t quite get that.” He said tauntingly as he continued stroking up and down your back.

“I only belong to you!” You yelled to him in the room as he thrusted into your sensitive core. You moaned.

“That’s right!” He yelled back as he pounded into you as he held your legs up. “Only you belong to me!” He seethed.

You were so close to climaxing. “Please let me come.” You whine as you were panting unevenly.

“Do you think you’ve earned it?” He asked. “Because I don’t think you’ve begged enough. You really hurt my feelings.”

He thrusted in and out of you hitting your sweet spot. “I’m sorry! Please! I’ll do anything! Just please let me come!” You yelled as you begged and pleaded him. Your climax nearing each time he thrusted in, hitting that spot.

He was silent for a long time. “Come then before I change my mind!” He demanded as he could go back on his word at any given moment.

You screamed your orgasm out. “JIMIN!” You screamed his name as you had reached your climax. Your legs were shaking as your body was convulsing. He was smirking at you as he reached his point too.

After awhile he took you down from your restraints and exited the club when it was closed. He carried you home and stayed the night with you. You were fucked out. Little did you know, tomorrow you were going to see the final level of Mirage.

Those God Damn Tricksters

Summary: Gabriel had wanted revenge on the Winchesters ever since they first killed him. He had gotten his revenge on Dean. Making him die over and over again had been fantastic. But Gabe wanted revenge on Sam. So, for the past three months, Gabriel had been entering Sam’s dreams as a dark figure, pinning him to his bed and kissing him in all his sweet spots.

Word count: 3.5k (jfc my longest fic ever)

Warnings: Mature language, gay sex, spoilers(?)

AN// Hey! So this is my first supernatural fic. Please feedback would be great! Tell me if you enjoyed the fic/mistakes or maybe tell me if I should do a destiel one! Also sorry the beginning has so much sexual tension XD Okay enjoy the fic! xx

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Goblin King! AU

Genre: This part is some angsty shit with the grandmother but that’s about it, and even then there’s not much. There will be a second part that will wrap it up (the second most likely going to be more filth than plot just an fyi) w/ Goblin King! Jimin

Pairing: Goblin King! Jimin X Reader

Posted: 2/22/17

Words: 2.3k, just a warning it is really long even if it may not seem like it.

Warnings: mature themes, swearing, shitty writing, alternate universe (So Jimin will act different, as well as the other members), winky wonk sturf (not until later), shitty writing, and oh did I mention shitty writing?

Description/Summary - When your stepmother treats you like dirt and tells you that she’s selling your childhood home, the one that held all of the memories you had of your now deceased father, you become enraged, betrayal seeping through your veins. In a fit of a thunderous rage you call upon the Goblin King and beg him to kill her and take you away from your horrible life. Little did you know, he heard your call. But there is a price ;).

A/N: I’m warning y’all now, I haven’t really written in a while so I’m a bit rusty, oh and I’m shit at writing. Yeah I’m just damn trash floating around in a void of more trash that consumes my every being. I also did not edit this, I was hella bored and this happened. I don’t really feel like editing this after 3 days of work on this thing. Let me know if you guys want the other parts, and please be nice.
Also, some ideas are taken from the cinematic genius that is the movie Labyrinth, It has David Bowie in it and it’s one of my favorite movies from my childhood. If you haven’t seen it, set your shit down and go fucking watch it, it’s awesome. I do not own the Goblin King aspect, but most of the other stuff is mine.

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Watch - Grayson Dolan Smut

Hey guys! This is my first smut I’ve posted on here, so sorry if it sucks :(

WARNING: This features mature content. If you are not comfortable with sexual content, PLEASE DO NOT READ.

(daddy! kink)

I unlocked the door to my apartment, which I shared with my boyfriend, Grayson. We’ve been dating for about two-and-a-half years now, and about six months ago, we decided to move in together. It was a big step for him because he’d never lived somewhere without his twin brother, Ethan before. Fortunately, everything was going well, and Grayson still saw Ethan all the time.

In fact, when I opened the door, I expected to see Grayson joined on the couch with Ethan. I, however, saw no one at all. Grayson must be out, I thought. I had gotten home early anyway. He’s probably at Ethan’s.

I headed down the hall to the bedroom Grayson and I shared. I had just gotten back from work and was eager to change into a t-shirt and sweatpants and take off my bra.

When I arrived at the end of the hall where our bedroom was located, the door was open just a crack. I never left for work without closing it all the way, and Grayson was the same. It was never open just a crack. Then, I heard skin slapping and peaked through the crack. My stomach flipped at what I saw: Grayson was lying on our bed with his eyes shut and his hand wrapped around his cock.

I was so pleased with the sight before me that I just couldn’t bring myself to walk in and interrupt. So, I stood there, looking through the crack of the door, watching my boyfriend stoke himself. I had always wanted to watch him masturbate, but I was too embarrassed to tell him.

Grayson lied on the bed that faced the wall on my left. He wore nothing on his lower half; he was only wearing a white t-shirt that he had pushed up to reveal his stomach. His left arm was behind his head, and his right was, well, you know. His hair was flattened on top of his head and looked like it hadn’t been touched. His eyebrows were furrowed together, his eyes were shut, and his mouth was parted slightly. He looked so hot like this, and I could hardly resist bursting in there and fucking him when he muttered under his breath: “Ugh, fuck.” He bucked his hips into his hand and turned his head to the side, now facing away from me.

“Yeah, babygirl, ride me. Just like that,” he muttered with a growl. At this point, it took all of my willpower not to go in there and do something. I could feel my underwear getting wetter and wetter by watching this scene unfold. I had to do something. I was so turned on. Not yet, I told myself. I’ll just watch for a little longer.

However, nothing could have prepared me for what he did next. I could see him breathing heavier and harder and just barely heard him mutter: “You’re such a good girl for daddy.” I had been calling him that as a joke for about a year or more. For example, if we went grocery shopping together and he asked me to go grab milk, I would respond with: “Yes, daddy.” He’d always pull a face that showed that he found it weird or gross that I called him that, even though he knew I meant it as a joke. Although, sometimes it wasn’t a joke. I’d always kind of secretly hoped that he had a daddy kink, but because he pulled these faces, I understandably assumed that he didn’t. I guess all of my fantasies were coming true. When he let this slip, I just couldn’t help myself. I had to go in there.

I opened the door as quietly as I could and left it open just a crack as I had found it. Grayson’s head was still turned the opposite way, and he made no indication that he knew I was there. I had taken off my shoes at the front door and was now carrying them in my hands. I silently walked toward the side of the bed closest to the door and knelt down beside it as I put my shoes down on the carpet. Grayson was still breathing hard and letting out occasional moans. I reached my hand out to his left, which had moved from behind his head to now gripping the covers. As our hands made contact, his head whipped around and found me. He let me take his hand, but stopped moving his other.

“Keep going,” I said as I reached my other hand out to touch the bicep of the same arm that I was holding. He hesitated, but then started moving his right arm again, but this time much slower.

“How long have you been watching me?” Grayson asked with a cocky smirk.

“Long enough,” I responded, leaning in. “Daddy.” I drew back, matching his smirk, and he groaned.

“Damn, you heard that, huh?” he said. I nodded.

We sat in silence for a few seconds, my eyes fixed on the hand that was steadily moving up and down the entirety of his cock. “Fuck, I love watching you pleasure yourself like this,” I stated.

“Well, good because I love you watching me,” he responded with a wink. “I’m kind of an exhibitionist. That’s why I always leave the door open a little bit when I masturbate.”

I leaned into Grayson and kissed him. The kiss was heated to say the least, as we were both extremely turned on. My hand touched him wherever I could. My left hand soon traveled down to his abs that I loved. It traveled lower and lower until it reached his cock. I wrapped my hand around his and guided his hand up and down. I sped up the pace, and he moaned into my mouth. I pulled back, my hand still guiding his, and my forehead resting on his. “Does this feel good, daddy?” I asked seductively. “Are you gonna cum?”

He closed his eyes once again and groaned, bucking his hips. “Yeah,” he replied, his voice significantly deeper than before. “I’m gonna cum so hard.” I moved our hands faster. He threw his head back and muttered a “fuck.”

“I want you to cum all over yourself, daddy, so that I can lick it all up. I wanna taste you so bad,” I spoke softly in his ear. “Please, daddy.”

Grayson’s breathing became very unsteady, and his stomach tensed up. Then, he let out a loud moan, and his cum shot out of his cock and all over his abdomen. Once he was done, I got up from my position on the floor and crawled onto the bed, my legs on either side of him. He was still breathing deeply as I lowered my head to his stomach and began to lick up his cum. Grayson looked down at me, and his breath hitched.

Once I was done cleaning him up, I crawled up his body and pecked him on the lips. “Can you hand me my boxers?” Grayson asked me. I got off the bed and bent down to pick up his black boxers from the floor and handed them to him. “Thanks.” I walked over to the closet and took out one of Grayson’s shirts, deciding that I just wanted to cuddle with him and take a nap and had no need for pants at the moment. I took off my pencil skirt and blouse, leaving me in only my bra and underwear. I reached behind me and unhooked my bra and from the corner of my eye saw Grayson staring at my revealed chest. I slipped on his shirt and walked back over to where he lied on the bed. He scooted over to make room for me, and I cuddled into his side.

“That was hot,” Grayson whispered in my ear. I laughed.

“It was your hand,” I replied with a grin.


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