dom ceo!jimin & reader + “I’ve had this plug in me all day, when do I get to feel your cock instead?”
➾ 1/13 parts for jimin’s smutfest 2017/ jimin’s birthday celebration
Amazon is a fucking liar, and you have half a mind to sue them
for putting wrong information on their website. What they listed as ‘discreet
packaging’ ended up being a clear, see-through bag with no sort of protective
wrapping at all, and you’re fuming.
A Tumblr-less friend posted this theory her husband had. I slammed the headcanon button so hard I should have bought it dinner first.
Thor: Banner, I desire to act like a normal human for a time. How should I accomplish this?
Bruce: Well, um, normal people don’t have your speech pattern, for one. They, um, have jobs and hobbies…
Bruce: You know, photography, video games, puzzles…
Thor: And how does one acquire a ‘job’?
Bruce: Most people use the inter… you should probably look in the classifieds in a newspaper. Also, try shaving the beard and cutting your hair- you’re a bit recognizable.
Thor: *sees Superman/Clark Kent costume* A disguise? Like that man?
Bruce: Sure, yeah, glasses work.
Summary: You and Bucky are friends for a long time, but lately you start to develop romantic feelings for him. One day one of Tony’s parties everything changes but maybe not the way you wanted or expected.
You have been waiting in the parking lot in the car for the past 15 minutes, in 5 minutes Dan will arrive for your date and you don’t know if you’re ready for it. Sure, Dan was a great guy, he was nice and funny and polite. But there is a part of you that is hearing Bucky’s words inyour brain over and over againand as much as you try you can’t silence it.
You hate how insecure you feel right now, what if Bucky was right and Dan was using you for some ulterior motive? Or if Dan was drunk and regretted asking you for this date? You try to calm yourself down, thinking about all the possibilities in the worst case scenario “You went to another failed date and you had an overpriced cup of coffee” you think.
You get out of the car when you see Daniel coming down the street “You look beautiful.” He says you can’t help but blush, you are wearing some jeans, with a white shirt and flats. Nothing that deserves such a compliment “You look nice too, black really make your eyes pop.” He smiles shyly at you, having almost the same reaction as you with the complement.
Summary: The reader is at the ER and trying to keep it on the down low as to not draw attention to themselves or worry their friends, but thanks to the fandom, they find out anyway and come to rescue.
Non gender specific pronouns.
Warnings: Cursing, Mentions of hospitals and medical conditions and equipment. Proceed with caution.
The pain had taken over, your body was shaking and your face was
pale. Nothing else mattered in that moment, you wanted to be okay again.
Your name was called and you had your vitals checked and you
described your stomach pain, and then you were given a bed as you waited for a doctor.
You were in desperate need of something to distract you from the pain as you
knew you could do nothing but wait. You opened up twitter and froze in fear at
what you saw.
A fan account had posted a photo that hadn’t yet loaded on the
slow hospital wifi, captioned “is that Y/N? What’s wrong? :<” and
as the photo appeared, it was you, sitting in the waiting room. You calmed
yourself as you were sure there’s no way the team would see, but the calm soon
faded as you saw the numbers rocketing up, people RT it and tagging your
friends. Before you had time to think, a call came in from Kathryn.
Despite how guilty you always felt when your friends helped out,
you couldn’t act tough anymore. As your body shook and your stomach burned with the taste of stomach acid lingering in your mouth, you answered.
“Y/N what the fuck? Are you in the hospital? Why didn’t you tell any of
us?” She sounded slightly angry, but you knew she just cared, a lot. You
broke down at hearing her.
“I hate to be in the spotlight but fuck Kat, I’m in so much pain. I don’t
know what’s wrong but I’m not okay. I’m shaking and vomiting and I don’t know
what’s happening.” You started to sob, keeping your voice low as to not to
disturb other patients.
“Where are you? I’m coming.”
“I’m sitting on a bed in the ER, not sure where just ask at the desk”
“Okay. I know the gang are gonna see it too, they’re probably trying to
call you now, so I’ll tell them I’m on my way."
You whimpered a "thank you” between sobs as you hung up the phone and
hugged your knees, crying in pain as it flooded your body and mind.
After what felt like a lifetime you saw a doctor, who asked too
many questions and poked and prodded before coming to the conclusion he was
sure you had appendicitis and would need surgery to remove it, which you should go down for within the next few hours. He put you on IV fluids to combat dehydration. As if the
overwhelming pain wasn’t enough, you were now also awaiting surgery and
terrified. You had been rolling from side to side trying to find something
comfortable, something to even slightly to take the edge off of the searing
pain in your appendix. You turned onto your side with your head on your hand,
resting the other on the bed as fluids flowed into your IV. Your body jerking
constantly causing the bed to shake slightly, you closed your eyes as the tears
poured down your cheeks and you clenched all your muscles as you tried to
remember to keep breathing.
You heard footsteps go from a fast pace to stopping dead in
their tracks followed by a soft whimper. You slightly and slowly opened your
eyes. Ethan took the seat by your bed and perched on the edge, moving his hand
to gently intertwine his fingers with your hand, trying to not touch the IV.
His hands gently shook and you met his gaze to see sad eyes filled with tears.
“I think he went this-” you heard Tyler’s familiar
voice, cutting his sentence short when he saw your quivering body lying limp on
the bead. Mark, Amy and Kathryn soon poured in to see you too. They took seats
in your little cubicle, speechless with shock.
“Hey stop shaking, im okay” you say to Ethan, stroking
his hand with your thumb.
“Could say the same for you, Y/N. You’ll cause an
earthquake.” You heard from Mark with a giggle. You managed to slightly
smirk at his comment.
“She can’t help it Mark she’s clearly not okay.” Ethan
retaliated turning to Mark, who hadn’t yet realised the emotional state that
the blue boy was in. Mark met his eyes and got up and hugged him, trying not to
tear up himself. The team all pulled their chairs closer to your bed so they
could sit close and comfort each other as well as you. You could tell nobody
knew what to say and were probably scared to ask you decided to speak up.
“Appendicitis. Going in for surgery soon.” You managed
to get out in between sobs from pain. Marks eyes lit up almost in anger.
“Y/N! That shit is fucking insanely painful! How did you not tell us earlier?”
He asks, having been through it himself.
“I said you seemed off at the office, I should have bought you here
regardless of how fine you said you were…” Ethan said with tears in his
eyes. You felt terrible.
“Ethan I didn’t want to worry anyone, and if it wasn’t for that fan tweet
I wouldn’t have.”
“So you’d have just told us you weren’t gonna be in as you had surgery
overnight and kept it secret?” Tyler chimed in.
You had too much going on to argue and gave in.
“I’m sorry. I hate making you guys worry about me. I hate feeling guilty
for you caring for me. But you’re here now, and to actually be honest for once,
I appreciate you caring about me. I’m really scared. It fucking hurts.” You whimpered out,
and within seconds you’d made Mark and Tyler Cry, and for the next ten minutes
the entire team comforted you, gently rubbing your shoulders and whispering how
well you were doing in your ears.
“The OR is ready, were gonna take you down. Your friends
can stay here and wait if they want, but only one friend can come with you
until your put out.” A surgeon said and waited as everyone looked at each
other, apart from Ethan, who almost seemed as if he didn’t hear, and remained
twiddling your fingers between his.
“Alright blueberry, hop on the bed.” Mark said gently
touching his back, making sure he was listening. You saw the confusion in his
face as there was no discussion as to who would go, but he happily agreed, you
scooted over and he laid next to you, making sure the wires of your IV didn’t
tangle. He wrapped his arm around you as you rested your head on his chest. He
ran his free hand through your hair, and Amy snapped a photo of the bittersweet
moment as the surgeon wheeled your bed away from the team. You gripped onto
Ethan’s shirt, feeling unsafe of the moving bed. He gently squeezed your arm
and pulled you in tighter. Suddenly you felt just a little bit safer.
A/N: By popular demand I wrote a part two to this fiction which you can read here! I hope you enjoy!
(900 w, for @petalprouvaire, because I want their notifs to be full of nice things.)
watches Jehan rummage through the communal kitchen drawer in their shared
sure I put a tea infuser in here,” they hum distractedly.
joys of student housing,” Joly smiles. He’s leaning against the rather
battered kitchen table, glad that Jehan’s housemates aren’t home. It’s much
nicer to hang out with them alone.
snorts and bends over to look in the back of the drawer. “Aha.” They take out the elusive tea
know I think we have four of those by now,” Joly laughs. “Bossuet
keeps losing them and buying new ones and I keep finding them.”
sprites,” Jehan says decidedly.
Joly smiles fondly. He quite likes the idea of spirits watching over a house,
he just has a hard time imagining them doing it for a city apartment.
them both a cup of tea and Joly watches them potter around the kitchen.
the new semester?” he asks curiously. It’s always nice to hear Jehan talk
good!” Jehan says, nodding happily. “I made everyone uncomfortable by
talking about platonic marriages in monasteries, but so far so good.”
and takes his cup from Jehan. “Good.”
about their new history classes a while and Joly follows them back to their
room. He likes Jehan’s room. It’s small but they’ve dressed it up so nicely. It’s
soft and colourful, just like them. It’s also full of unexpected things, just
falls on the window. “Oh, your herbs are doing well!” he exclaims
know!” Jehan beams. They look lovingly at the row of potted herbs perched
on their windowsill. “I like living in the city, but I must have a garden.”
They lovingly stroke the silky leaves of a young sage plant.
While they are
thus occupied, Joly quickly takes the present he’s smuggled in out of his
pocket and places it quietly on their desk, next to the mug of tea they put
down. When Jehan turns around and reaches for it, they see it and stop, hand
hovering in the air. Their eyes dart to Joly, who puts on his most innocent
Jehan says chidingly.
a small one this time, I promise!” Joly grins. It is not his fault his friends
are so fun to buy presents for.
to take turns,” Jehan protests, but
they can’t help smiling.
“Yes, but I
saw this and thought of you and-” Joly waves his hands around impatiently. “Just
open it will you?”
the package and carefully unwraps the flowery paper. That is Joly’s
Jehan-paper, he knows they like it. “Joly,” Jehan says slowly, taking up the
small, flat box. “You didn’t-”
Joly grins. He has been hoarding this present for a while, he just couldn’t
take it anymore.
the lid off the box and makes a frantic noise. It’s a circlet made from a
silvery chain hanging in draped half circles, decorated with beads and a
medallion-like relief as the front piece. “Joly no,” they protest, but they’ve already taken it out of the box and
Joly is beaming. “Where did you find it?” they ask.
fair,” Joly says, face all shining with gladness. “Come on I, had to take it. Grantaire was with me,
he made me promise I’d take a picture of you wearing it.”
“Grantaire knew you had this!” Jehan
another reason why I couldn’t wait my turn,” Joly says solemnly. “He has been
complaining incessantly at me that
keeping secrets is bad for the soul.” To be fair, that was almost a reason to
not give the present earlier.
shakes their head and darts to their mirror to try the circlet on. They turn
around with a flourish. The medallion rests elegantly against their forehead
and the beads and chain shimmer amongst their red locks.
like medieval gentry,” Joly grins approvingly. This is exactly what they hoped for.
“Now, pose for Grantaire!”
his phone and Jehan blows a kiss at him while he takes a picture.
Joly smiles. It’s a good picture. Grantaire will be stoked. He’ll probably want
to draw them.
beaming, but they quickly pull their face into a warning expression. “You jumped
your turn though, so in retaliation you’re getting an actual surprise.”
grimaces. “Aw, no…” Surprises are one thing. Knowing he’s getting a surprise is something else.
right!” Jehan teases.
enough,” Joly smiles. He sits down on Joly’s desk chair and Jehan sits down on
the edge of their bed. “I am going to try to find out what the surprise is
though,” he warns. “And R will probably help me in exchange for the picture.”
“Good thing I can keep a secret,” Jehan says
dramatically. “Tell me more about monasteries then.”
their eyes at him from behind their mug and happily begins to talk of the
wonderful things they have found out about monastery life from the scribbles in
the margins of copied works. Joly listens to them talk, sipping his tea slowly.
He rarely drinks tea, but almost always does so with Jehan. It makes it part of
visiting Jehan. Joly smiles. Everybody always says he’s so cheerful. Well, it’s
a lot easier to be cheerful when you’ve got friends like Jehan.
Didn’t even realize it was Baek’s birthday when I posted this! Happy birthday Baekhyun! 💕
p>Must read! Okay rushed
too fast and forgot to add something to the end of the last chapter so please
go back and reread the end of dinner. It’s not required but it does give you a
look into what will happen in the chapter after this one!
Yixing hums as he fascines his seat belt.
“Are you okay?” He suddenly got an edge to him
when he pulled away from Haneul’s hug.
He nods and gives me a small smile, “I’m fine
Baby, Noona just told me a secret.”
“It looked like she was teasing you,” I try and
be playful but it doesn’t seem to help at all. I try to take the edge off again
by reaching out for his hand and collapsing it in both of mine.
“Baby please be careful.”
I frown, “What?”
“Noona, she… she told me that there are bad
people hanging around you and I want you to be careful.”
“Don’t worry Daddy, Jiho oppa is always looking
out for me,” I try to reassure him but the way his hand tightens around mine I
don’t imagine it helps much. “How was your day?” I try to change the subject.
“Absolutely boring, the clock could not move
fast enough. The others felt the same, Baekhyun was bouncing out of his seat he
was so excited to get out and go shopping for you.”
“He went shopping for me? We were supposed to go
together,” I pout.
“After our change of plans and Suho got moved to
tomorrow, Baekhyun threw fit saying that you guys were going to go shopping. So
after a good round of arguing it was decided that he would get you tonight and
he wants you to give him a full fashion show.”
I pause for a minute, “He wants what?”
“A fashion show, he most likely bought you a
shit ton of things, work related and other, and he is going to want you to try
on each thing.”
“This is going to be ridiculous.”
“Yea it is,” He laughs, “Just have fun and
remember to smile.”
“For the camera,” He grins at me, “We had to
come to an agreement somehow. Pictures seemed like a solid agreement.” He
chuckles as he kisses the back of my hand.
“You guys are such perves,” I stick my tongue
out at him.
We talk more about our days the drive home, his
thumb constantly drawing small circles on the back of my hand with his thumb.
Randomly he would bring my hand up and kiss it, giving me a warm feeling in my
chest. Yixing is so warm, his personality seems to project a rainbow when he is
with me but I know better. I wonder what he is like with Haneul when they are
Once again, he hums, never taking his eyes off the
“How did you and Haneul unni meet? You don’t
have to give me details really, just a vague description if possible.”
“Well,” He struggles to find the right words.
“The simplest way to describe it would be that I walked in when she was in a bad
situation and I solved it. After it was solved I helped her get her life
together and she figured the rest out on her own.”
“So did she see you when you were in your foot
“I meet her a little while after I started them,
“I want to know about that time in your guys
lives. Haneul seems to know a lot.”
He chuckles, “Noona knows everything, that is
kind of her thing.”
“How about you ask her the next time you talk?
I’m sure she would be happy to explain it to you. But if she asks you to make a
deal don’t agree to it because her knowledge comes with a price and you never
know what it could be. I’m assuming since it’s you she will give you at least a
little something for free.”
I nod as we pull up to the house, “Thank you for
the amazing dinner.”
“You are welcome though as much as I enjoyed
tonight I would prefer if it were just the two of us.”
He escorts me inside where we are attacked by a
group of whining men. They all take their time to greet me, hugging me and loving
me. Unni’s words ring in my ears reminding me to hug each man tighter than
usual, to look up at them with wide innocent eyes like I used to. Though they
say nothing, they notice it right away. Baekhyun scoops me up last, he spins me
around with a big smile on his face.
“Are you ready?” He muses
I nod eagerly, though I’m not that excited to
constantly change outfits, but he looks so happy I can’t even be mad. We say
farewell to the others as he basically drags me to his room where at least a
dozen bags are scattered on the floor and on his bed. My jaw drops at the sight
of them. “Daddy, don’t you think you went a little over board?”
“This is just the fun stuff,” He chuckles,
closing my mouth for me, “I already put your work clothes in your room.”
He nods, “Remember that dress you wore for Chen
all that time ago?”
I hum, a smile coming to my face at the memory.
“Well, I was hoping you would be feeling
gracious and try on some of these outfits for me. And my camera.”
I eye the bags, a bit nervous for what could be
inside but once again Haunel’s words ring in my ears. Next thing I know I’m
sheading my clothes in his bathroom digging the first outfit out of the bag,
it’s a fluffy dress that has my little side peeking her head out for the first time
in a long time. I let her take over, feeling the soft frilly fabric between my
fingers and letting smile spread across my face. It’s so cute. Digging deeper
into the bag I find a pair of lace stocking, I pull in on, giggling at the
ridiculous outfit. I peek my head out to find him sitting on the edge of his
bed, his legs bouncing with excitement, looking anywhere but at me.
I clear my throat drawing his eyes to me,
“Baby!” He coos rushing to me and ripping the door open. I look down at my toes
shyly, “You look absolutely adorable!” He wraps his arms around me and pulls me
into a tight hug. He snaps a picture or two before letting his hands run up and
down my thigh, his fingers play with the bows on the back of my stockings.
“I have a lot of things to try on so we gotta
move on quick,” I note ad he runs is fingers over the dress.
He groans, “Fine, try on of the black bags
I nod before going back in. I find the back bags
he mentioned and pull out the little outfits in side. After I try on a few and
take a few pictures, a sexy maid, a nurse, another princess dress before I see
a pink bag near the bathtub. I pick it up and peek inside, both my little and I
blush at the sight of it but I figure this would be a good climax. With pink
cheeks I pull on the pink lace onsie and the stockings that go with it. For a
minute I consider just going out like this but the last few things in the back
would make it perfect so with a deep breath I put the accessories on and pull
the door open a crack.
Baekhyun must not have been far from the door
because he is ripping it open in no time, “What did you pick out next? Did you
see the-“ His cheeks flush. His mouth opens slightly but he snaps it shut as he
jaw clenches. I bite my lip as I watch him take it all in, the see through
onsie, the stockings, the cat ears, and collar resting around my throat. The
matte pink choker seems to take most of his attention though I understand why,
the tag is what made me blush the most.
Property of Kim Baekhyun is carved into the
golden metal hanging off the collar. With a deep breath I push out my bottom
lip and let out the most ridiculous noise that has come out of my mouth,
It is so worth it though to see the utter shock
on Baekhyun’s face. His jaw drops open, “Again.”
I peek up at him meekly, “Meow.”
He has me pinned against the wall faster than I
thought possible, his face buried in the crook of my neck, “My sweet kitten.”
“I didn’t think you would like this kind of
thing,” I admit
He chuckles, but doesn’t move away, “I’m usually
not, this was a present for Yixing hyung but I think I need to change my mind.
This is definitely something I can get on board with.”
I whimper when he starts trailing kisses up my
He doesn’t say anything, just continues his way
across my jaw and hovers above my lips.
Our noses brush, his hands come up to cup my face, his thumb drags
across my lip. His tongue imitates the action on his own pair of pink pillows.
I wait for him to come closer but he doesn’t, he just continues to stare me down.
“Kiss me already,” I whine pulling him closer.
“I will, but I’m just enjoying the view first
before I completely destroy you. Picture, I need a picture!” He tries to pull
away but we are this far, he isn’t going to stop now. I reach up and grab onto
the collar of his shirt and pull him in closer, smashing out lips together in an
almost, animalistic kiss. He is as eager as he usually is but there is a slight
difference, he is clinging to me tighter than I remember. He picks me up and
carries me over to the bed, never letting our lips separate until I’m lying on
my back, he is in between my legs reaching above my head for something. He
returns with his phone, he sits back on his heels and takes a few snap shots
before tossing it away carelessly. “My picture requirement has been reached,
they can go fuck themselves.”
“I guarantee that is what they plan to do.”
“I would be lying if I said I won’t be doing the
same,” He hums, “Maybe I should take a video?” He leans a way and tries to dive
for his phone but I catch him and pull him back.
“No you don’t need that, I’m sitting right here
in front of you waiting for you to spoil me with attention, isn’t that more
important than some video.”
He chuckles as he drops to rest on his forearms so
our faces are only inches away. “I love this,” He purrs as he kisses my neck
once again, his lips brush against the collar. “I wish I could keep it on you
all the time but just for now is good enough.”
“I thought this was a present for daddy Yixing.”
“There are other collars, I bought one for each
us than one that claims you as EXO’s.
This one was for me and just me.” He pauses for a moment as his eyes scan me
once more, “I should have bought another one of these outfits. I don’t know if
I have patients to figure out how to get this off.”
“How about you let me do it?” I reach behind me
and unbutton the back of the little jumper. Baekhyun watches closely as I slide
the fabric off my shoulders allowing my breasts to be free. The second my chest
is free his lips latch on to my collar bone, leaving hickeys across my chest.
I’m going to tell him to stop and be patient but his hands find my breasts
making only a moan come out of my mouth. He ruts against me making my thighs
tighten around those sinful hips of his. “Give me a second to get his off.”
He growls against my neck but pulls away for a
moment to let me do it. I shimmy it down my hips before kicking it off the bed.
I open my arms wide, “Now you may continue.”
His lips resume their work on my chest, licking
and sucking ever inch of skin. My fingers tangle through his hair, pulling him
even closer. I’m so distracted by his tongue that I don’t notice his fingers
sneaking up my leg until he has two wiggling their way inside me. I gasp at the
sudden intrusion, but my hips react on their own, bucking against his hand for
“Daddy,” I moan clutching on to his hair tighter
hoping he won’t tease me.
He chuckles, “Yes Baby?”
“More,” I demand a he tow fingers pump in and
out of me lazily.
“What do you want more of? I’m not a mind
reader, you need to use your words.”
“Daddy please fuck me.”
“Such crude language for such a little girl.”
I groan as he crooks his fingers just right,
“Pretty please Daddy Baekhyun, make love to me.”
“Of course Baby,” He purrs taking away his
fingers. I whine at the loss but he shushes me. “I’m just taking off my pants,
no need to whine.” With those discarded he hooks my knees over his shoulders
and positions himself at my entrance. “You have no idea how beautiful you look
just like this,” He hums in approval. “I can’t wait to wreck you even more.”
He slams into me, having me basically folded in
half allows him to plunge deep into my heat, hitting me in the right spot that
has me seeing stars. He only gives me a moment to adjust before he is slamming
into me at an almost animalist pace. His hands are holding my hips so tight I
wouldn’t be surprised if there were bruises tomorrow but right now it feels so
“How do you feel so amazing?” He groans. “You
feel even better than I remember, how did I go a whole year with out you?” He manages to go even
faster, “I can never go without you again.”
The knot in my belly continues to wined it’s
self tighter and tighter, my toes curl as I close my eyes and prepare myself to
go over the edge.
“Tell me how much you need me,” He demands.
“I always need you,” I mumble, blinded with
“Tell me how much you missed me.”
“So much!” I half scream as he thrusts become
“Tell me how much you-“ He doesn’t have time to
finish before we are both coming, our voices mix together in pleasure. He lets
my legs fall off his shoulders to rest on either side of his hips as he leans
forward and buries his face in the crook of my neck.
I wrap my arms around him and whisper softly
into his ear, “I love you more than you will ever know, don’t question it. I
love you Baekhyun.”
He wraps himself tighter around me, cocooning me
in his warmth, “I missed you so much. Please don’t ever leave us again, I
couldn’t handle it again.” He chokes on his words, I feel wetness against my
neck. He’s crying. “I love you.”
I hum, “I love you too.”
A/N: This is just a personal note from me to you
readers, you don’t have to read it if you don’t want to but I hope you enjoyed
the chapter! So as I wrote this chapter I remembered I was going to write something
very similar in the early chapters of Good Girl, she was going to give the boys
a fashion show when she first saw her closet but I took it out but the point is
I realized how far the story has come since then and I jut want to thank you
all for reading and supporting me! I hope you enjoy the rest of the story and
all the other stories I post! Again thank you for reading and have a good