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Richie’s hair (part 3)

To celebrate 1.5k of you beautiful people, I present to you part 3 of my most requested Headcanons

Sorry for typos, I’ll add links soon

- the losers use the fact that touching Richie’s hair calms him down more than they probably should

- considering the fact they’re 17, he has a boyfriend and touching his hair is pretty much a kink now

- he can’t help it, it just feels so damn good

- ‘It feels better than sex Eddie, you don’t understand’

- however the losers don’t know this, they just think it’s like petting a dog on that one spot they like the most

- and Richie can’t protest because he can’t find his words if someone touches his hair

- one particular movie night Richie’s ADHD was pretty bad and ended up with moving around so much that everyone had to either 'beep beep’ him or touch his hair

- So Eddie decided enough was enough, they need to understand d what they’re actually doing to his boyfriend

- so when Richie goes to get more blankets, Eddie stands in the middle of the room and explains it to them

- 'Okay everyone we need to chill with touching Richie’s hair, okay?’

- 'Why, we aren’t trying to steal him from you?’

- 'No, Stan, I know you’re not but it’s just awkward to explain’

- so Eddie eventually explains that they’re pretty much turning Richie on when they’re touching his hair and that having his hair touched is a massive kink for him

- 'Well shit’ - Stan

- they still do it in desperate times and it’s mainly Bev and Eddie who do

- They also now understand why Eddie touches Richie’s hair when they kiss

- And now the losers pick on them about it if they ever see Eddie’s hand anywhere near Richie’s hair

- Like one day they were watching a movie and Georgie decided to join them for it

- Richie and Eddie sat on the sofa with Richie slightly slumped down it with his face pressed against Eddie neck

- like half way through the movie Stan looked over to see Eddie’s hand in Richies dark curls

- he instantly gasps super loud, grabbing Georgie to cover his eyes

- 'Guys ! There’s are children’

- Bill looks up to see what’s happening because why is his boyfriend yelling

- Stan covers Bill’s eyes too

- 'CHILDREN, EDDIE!! How could you taint these innocent minds’

- Richie is too tired to reply, so Eddie does it for him

- 'We all know Bill isn’t innocent Stan’

- Both Stan and Bill go red at that

- another time is when they’re sitting in a restaurant, just getting milkshakes like they do everyday Wednesday

- it’s like a celebration that they got through half the week

- Richie is so exhausted from school that he puts his head face don’t on the table

- Eddie comforts his dramatic boyfriend by placing a hand on his head and ruffling his hair

- they’re rudely interrupted by Bev

- 'Isn’t that like having sex with him in public, though? You guys really shouldn’t do that, ya nasties’

- Eddie just keeps looking at Richie with a red face

- Richie says something but it’s muffled by the table, it was probably an insult

- 'What was that?’

- 'I said Eddie’s mums a nasty’

- 'Ah I thought so…yanno, why do I even date you?!’

- it’s safe to say that there was not more hair-touching that evening

- However the losers also let them have their moments as they watch in awe because let’s face it, they’re adorable

- one day they were meeting up outside school when it finished to go to Bills for their Friday sleepover

- Richie was visibly tired and just done with that day

- he walked up in front of eddie, wrapped his arms around his waist and put his head on Eddie’s shoulder

- the losers watched in concern as their usual happy jokey Richie was obviously not okay

- Eddie placed one hand on Richie’s arm and the other in his hair, knowing just what to do to take his mind off whatever he was thinking about

- 'You good?’

- Eddie only got a muffled 'mhm’ and a nod as a reply

- he looked up to see all the losers watching them and turned red

- another time was at Bill’s house, it was the morning after a sleepover

- Eddie and Richie though they were the only ones awake so naturally they decide cuddling until the losers wake up is the best option

- and cuddling always involves Eddie playing with Richie’s hair

- which ends with Richie become pretty much a noodle whilst laying Eddie

- however they didn’t know that Bev has low-key been watching them the whole time

- she even snaps a photo with her polaroid camera

- she slowly wakes the rest of the losers to appreciate the adorable scene with her

- however she uncovers another cute scene when she realised that Stan and Bill were also cuddling but whilst sleeping

- (she’s used to them doing this because Stan and Bill are the designated cuddlers of the group)

- In their usually position with Bill becoming an octopus and Stan putting a leg over Bills waist and arms around Bill’s neck

- she takes a photo of that too

- all in all there’s an equal amount of teasing and appreciation when it comes to Eddie and Richie


Add more because I know you want too xo

Trying to get Jumin's bad end 2

Me: *at first feel guilty being a shameless selfish MC*

Me: *keeps choosing the insane choices but somehow keep getting +HEARTS from Jumin*

Me: ???

Me: *keeps getting plus points as Jumin actually LOVES the creepy choices*

Me: o_o

Me:

Me:

Me:

Me: ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Me: *got bad end 2 with a special CG*

Me: i’ve abandoned my humanity and i shall embrace the eternal darkness

Come Here (Draco X Reader)

Type: SMUT

Warnings: Sexy, thigh riding Draco

Summary/Prompt: In which the reader is horny asf, but her boyfriend Draco is too busy with his paperwork to oblige with sex…

Word count: 562

Anon asked: I’m not sure if you do smut or not or if you’ve heard of thigh riding but I was wondering if you could do a Draco thigh ride imagine? If not it’s completely fine I understand! Xx

Hello lovely anon! You made my day, I had so much fun writing this one (my soul is damned to hell, I am aware). Enjoy!

Request here!

DO NOT READ PAST THIS POINT IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH DESCRIPTIVE SMUT

“Draco?” you said, pushing open the door to his study, and pouting when you saw him hunched over your paperwork.

“I’m a little busy right now, Y/N.” he muttered distractedly, shuffling through some papers. “These reports have to be done by the end of the week.”

“Can’t you take an hour’s break?” you asked.

“No, baby.”

“But I need you Dray, my vibrator isn’t doing it for me. I want your cock.” you whined, making your way over to him.

He turned bit his lip as he cast his eyes over you, dressed in nothing but one of his old white shirts and panties, showcasing your legs and leaving your boobs to spill out over the top.

“As very tempting as the idea is, my darling, I’m too busy.” he sighed, turning back to his desk. “Maybe later.”

“But I’m horny Draco, you haven’t fucked me in a week.”

He spun around on his chair to face you again, studying every inch of your beauty. It only took a few seconds for the man to realise how badly you wanted him.

“Come here baby.” he said beckoning you over as he slid off his blazer and let it fall to the floor.

His shirt was tight, showing off his arms and his chest, and you couldn’t resist tuning your hands up it as you sat on his lap, hands traveling upwards until they were running through his hair, tugging slightly on the ends.

He slid his fingers into the waistband of your panties and gently pulled them off, revealing your wetness which was spilling onto his designer suit, and you involuntarily bucked your pussy against the soft material, accidentally letting out a quiet moan.

“Does that feel good baby?” he breathed, lips trailing your neck.

“So good.” you gasped, grinding yourself down on his thigh.

His hands found your hips as he kissed up your neck, guiding you to rub yourself on his leg, the friction of the material against your most sensitive parts making you moan in desperation.

“Draco, fuck.” you groaned as he ripped the shirt down the middle, revealing your erect buds.

“Come on baby. Grind yourself for me.” he murmured, his voice husky and full of lust.

You threw your head back in bliss, waves of pleasure coursing through you.

“Dray, please touch me.” you panted desperately, bucking against his thigh.

He obliged almost immediately, one hand finding your clit and the other on your hip, guiding you along. His hand on your most sensitive part was beginning to make you see stars, and you groaned loudly.

“Tell me how good it feels, princess.” Draco growled.

“It feels like heaven.” you replied, your voice shaky. “You always make me feel so good.”

“Damn right.” he murmured, lips finding your neck as he kept rubbing you. “Come on doll, I feel you, come for me.”

You pressed yourself hard on his thigh, and suddenly shuddered, feeling your orgasm wash over you. Draco kept rubbing and you whimpered as you came down from your high, feeling oversensitive.

“Dray.” you whined softly and he pulled his hand away, pushing his fingers past your lips as you sucked on them.

“I made you come, seems only fair that you return the favour, love.” he smirked.

You grinned and slid off his thigh, sliding down until you were between his legs.

Jackson; 

-he’d be worried still despite you telling him you were on the pill, but he’d still be eager as hell to finally feel you; all of you-

“Babe are you sure?” “What if I cum inside you?” 
*bites his lower lip, and cheekily grins the moment you tell him it’s okay*
“You’re gonna look so hot with my cum dripping out of you.” 

Originally posted by igot17-bangtan-boys

Mark; 

-the minute you tell him you’re on the pill he just gives you this lustful smirk- 

*pinning you down onto the bed, he wraps your legs around his waist*
“So I finally get to fuck you raw, babygirl?” “I’m gonna fucking fill you with my cum..” 

Originally posted by jypnior

Bambam; 

-he’d just give you this cheeky side eye look, the moment you subtly suggested it-

*pulling you over to him, he’d make you straddle him*
“You’re pussy’s gonna feel so damn good without a stupid condom in the way.” 

Originally posted by got7official

Youngjae; 

-while the two of you laid in bed, completely alone in the entire dorm; you casually mentioned how you’re on the pill- 

*smoothly climbs on top of you*
“Are you trying to me you want to have unprotected sex?” 
*you’d shy nod as he chuckled, licking his lips* 
“Daddy can’t wait to feel how great your pretty little pussy feels..”

Originally posted by stormyseokjin

Yugyeom; 

-he’d be sort of oblivious to what you were hinting at first, but the instant you’d straight out tell him, something inside him would switch- 

“Really? You’re on the pill?” 
*you mousily nod as he towered over you*
“Oh babygirl, I’m gonna have you so damn dick drunk..” “You’re gonna love the way my cock feels without a dumb condom in your way.” 

Originally posted by chattyang

Jaebum; 

-the two of you would be in the practice room goofing around when you’d tell him you wanted to have unprotected sex- 

*interlocking his hands with yours, pulling you close*
“Do you know? Aren’t you worried about getting pregnant?” 
*you’d shake your head and tell him you’re on the pill* 
“Well then… your wish is my command princess.”

Originally posted by gotpmgifs

Jinyoung; 

-as you two laid on the couch; you suddenly straddled him, grinding yourself against his manhood- 

“Jagi, what are you doing babygirl? We don’t have condoms.” 
*you’d quickly tell him that it was fine because you were on the pill; his aura immediately changes and next thing you know, he was on top of you*
“You’re gonna fucking love the way I feel inside you, princess..” “Daddy’s gonna fill that pretty pussy with his cum..” 

Originally posted by park9495

Road Trip - Final

Genre; S m u t af

Length; 2,700+ words 

Kink(s); exhibitionism, oral (giving), teasing/sexual torture, Daddy kink, etc.

Originally posted by bangtanboysloves

Originally posted by milky-melon

Jimin’s hand tightened around your throat, clearly not appreciating your shy silence. 
“Answer me, darling..” He purred, those pillowy lips of his ghosting over your cheek and jaw just as he licked a broad strip up the side of your face. “You don’t wanna make me angry, do you?” 

A soft chuckle escaped Yoongi as he scanned your flushed face, his large hand began grazing your inner thigh as he harshly gripped onto you. 
“I suggest you answer kitten-” He playfully warned, a toothy grin painting across his face as he glanced over at his dongsaeng; noticing his darkening gaze as he looked over you, “I may be a bit unforgiving when it comes to punishments, but Jiminnie can be the scariest.” 

You watched as Jimin’s pursed lips curled up in a twisted little grin. “I’ll ask you one more time, and only one more time, y/n..” He stated with a stern undertone, tilting his slightly as he licked his lips. “Are you ready for us, babygirl?” 

“Mhmm..” You whimpered as you softly nodded in reply. 
Yoongi shook his head, clicking his tongue in slight disappointment at your lack of words;

-tsk tsk tsk

“Oh sweetheart..” He mockingly began, his hand reaching the spot you needed to be touched the most. His fingers gently traced your clothed slit- sending chills running down your spine while his piercing gaze locked with yours.
“You should know better than that.” Yoongi lowly snarled, hungrily licking his lips. “Use your words, you wouldn’t want to be punished now would you?”

Frantically you shook your head in response, the sheer look in his eyes and Jimin’s predatory aura beside you was enough to deter you from wanting to upset them at all. 
“No- No, Sir..” You mousily replied, biting your lower lip as their eager hands began running up and down your body. 

“Okay then-” Jimin sweetly purred, pressing those pillowy lips of his against your cheek as he whispered, “I want to hear how ready you are for us, darling. I want to hear the desperation in your voice.” 

Just as he finished speaking his fingers hooked under the hem of your sweater, pulling it up and off you in one swift movement- exposing the soft grey bralette that covered your supple breasts as Yoongi’s skilled fingers tenderly teased your needy core; running his digits over the front seam of your leggings. 

Soft, wanting little whines flowed out of you as the flame in your core gradually began to consume your entire being, “Please- Please don’t tease me..” You whimpered as he playfully tugged on your waistband for a second before yanking the material right off you- tossing it off to the side. 

Both men softly groaned at the sight of your cute panties perfecting hugging your curves, “Why shouldn’t we y/n?” Yoongi mockingly replied, his hands returning your heat; lightly rubbing your clothed clit in circular motions. 
The feeling of him touching your sensitive pearl sent bolts of electricity practically shooting throughout your entire body; your previous soft whimpers gradually became louder and louder as he refused to let up on you. 

“Yah-” Jimin called out to you, pinching and gently twisting your pert nipples as he nipped at the base of your neck; drawing out one of your loud, sweet whimpers. He began palming at his hardened member, the sound of your lewd noises overwhelmed him. “You know what.. look’s like I’ll have to keep that pretty mouth of your’s busy, huh?” 

With little warning, both men easily had you on all fours.
Jimin’s hand was in your hair, tenderly massaging your scalp as he held a tight grip on your hair while undoing his jeans just enough for his thich member to spring free. Grabbing it at the base, he licked his lips; “Suck me off babygirl.” He seductively purred, hissing slightly as you delicately wrapped one of your hands around his shaft. “God.. Show me what that pretty mouth of your’s can do.” 

You gently began stroking his length, biting your lower lip as you attempting to muffle your moans while Yoongi had his own fun exploring your needy flower. “Ye- Yes, Daddy..” You sweetly replied as you slowly took him into your mouth; wrapping your plump reddened lips around his swollen tip.

As you hollowed your mouth around him ever so slightly, Jimin let out an airy groan followed by a soft chuckle, “Daddy? Hmm, I like the sound of that babygirl..” He purred just as he turned to look over at his occupied friend, “Hyung.. having fun there?” 

Yoongi peered up at the younger man with dark, heavy-lidded eyes, “Shut up..” He retorted as he hooked his fingers around your panties, pulling them down to your knees. “Fuck..” He audibly groaned as his eyes laid on your sopping flower. 
With two fingers, he gently separated your lips, “God you look so tight babygirl..” He purred just as he took the liberty to slide one of his long digits inside you. 

You needily moaned around Jimin, lowering your mouth further on him as you head bobbed up and down. 
“Fuck..” Jimin cooed as he reached down to your breasts, pinching your sensitive nipples as you swallowed around his member. “You’re mouth feels fucking amazing babygirl.” 

Hearing his sweet praise only encouraged you to continue. With the hand that was gently wrapped around the base of his cock, your mouth stayed nicely wrapped around his head as you began stroking his length while circling the tip with your tongue. 
“God damn it..” He cursed, laying his head back against the leather car seat as he tightened his grip in your hair. 

As you slowly took his deeper into your mouth and into your throat, Yoongi quickened the pace of his finger. Your face contorted; brows furrowing as desperation clouded your eyes, “Mhmm…” You cried around, your voice muffled by Jimin’s cock. 
Suddenly Yoongi slipped another finger inside you with ease, curling them to perfectly hit your spot- practically making your body melt right then and there. 

“Mhmm, fuck..” He hummed as he palmed at his member through his jeans, chewing on his lower lip. “You’re so fucking tight babygirl. You’re gonna feel so damn good wrapped around my cock.” 
A loud, animalistic groan flowed out of him as your walls tightened around his fingers- and he could only imagine how fucking fantastic he’d feel having his cock buried inside you. “Do you want Daddy to fuck you babygirl?” 

Hearing his Hyung’s lewd question, Jimin roughly lifted your mouth of him- allowing you to reply to his friend. 
Soft, airy coughs escaped your mouth as air rushed down your throat and a mix of saliva and precum dripped down your chin. Frantically you nodded in response, “Ye- Yes Daddy… Fuck me please.” You needily whimpered. 

While listening to your nearly wrecked voice Yoongi undid his pants, rapidly yanking them down to his mid-thighs; allowing his lengthy member to freely stand, fully erect. 
He continued to finger fuck you as he used his free hand to stroke his own cock, “Beg for it, babygirl. Beg for Daddy’s cock.” He sternly replied, his piercing gaze burning into your back as he stared down at you. 

The feeling of his long digits fucking you seemed to drive your arousal into overdrive, “Fuc- fuck… “ You whimpered, roughly nipping at your lower lip as you felt your velvet clench around his fingers, “Daddy- Daddy, please fuck me.. I really- really need to feel your cock inside me.” 

Both men had smug grins plastered on their faces as they heard the sheer desperation that spilt from your words, “Yah, Hyung..” Jimin sweetly cooed, airily groaning as your hand continued to pump his cock, “Give the poor girl what she.. needs.” He teasingly giggled, moaning once more as you kitten licked the tip of his member. 

“I bet her pretty little pussy-” Yoongi growled as he retracted his fingers from you, positioning himself so his member perfectly lined up with your cunt. “-feels fucking amazing..” He purred just as he pressed his swollen head against your wanting entrance. 

As your soft gasps filled the car, Jimin just shook his head- clicking his tongue in disappointment a bit before practically shoving himself back into your mouth. “Didn’t we tell you, you needed to be quiet, kitten?” He lowly snarled as he held your head in place, his hips roughly bucking into your mouth; hitting the back of your throat with every powerful throat, causing you to gag slightly. 

While you were being ruthlessly face fucked, Yoongi sunk himself deeper into you, “Fuck..” He groaned through gritted teeth, “Fuck you’re so damn tight..” He purred as he gently eased himself into you all the way to the base of his lengthy member, staying there just for a minute to allow you to adjust to his size. 

Your suppressed whines mixed with the erotic sound of slurps and gags creating a lewd symphony as both men continued having their way with you. Tears gathered in the corners of your eyes as you found it harder and harder to breathe with Jimin’s member relentlessly fucking your throat.
“Mhmm.~” You whimpered as Yoongi began drilling into you at an overwhelming pace. 

“God damn..” Both men purred in unison as they became completely enraptured by how amazing you felt. 
Jimin stared down at you, carefully watching as you tried your best to breathe while he thrust his cock down your throat; holding you there, “Sh, it’s okay, breathe through your nose babygirl..” He cooed, as his eyes practically rolled back and shaky groans pour from him. 

As he held you there for only a second more, he quickly pulled you off him causing to you gasp in shock as air once again burned your lungs. Your desperate gasps quickly turned into needy moans as Yoongi relentlessly fucked you. 
The moment you opened your mouth to moan out his name, Jimin pushed your head back down onto him; groaning loudly as the warmth of your mouth had him close to his high. 

“You can’t cum yet, Jiminnie..” Yoongi warned, seeming to read the younger man’s mind. “We need to make our little y/n cum first.” He playfully purred, letting out a soft animalistic growl as your walls began tightening around his member. 
“Fuck- it seems as if she’s ready to cum too…” He added as he held a bruising grip on your hips, pressing his fingertips so deep into them that you know you’d have the bruises their tomorrow. “Do you babygirl? Do you wanna cum?” 

Truthfully, you’d been so focused on trying to breathe that you didn’t notice your climax rapidly creeping up on you until now. You let out a loud, muffled cry as you frantically nodded your head to the best of your abilities; your core began feeling as if it were ready to just burst as Yoongi continued to perfectly hit your most sensitive spot. 
Your sopping walls clenched around him while he continued fucking you with long, brutal thrusts. “Holy shit..” He airily snarled as he felt your need to cum, “You know what-” He purred, “I was going to make you wait, but you’ve been such a fucking good girl. So cum. Cum all over my cock babygirl.” 

You didn’t even need to be told again, your body immediately tensed as your orgasm wracked through you causing your entire body to tremble from the intensity. 
Jimin whined at the sight as he was coming closer and closer to his own high with each passing moment, “Hyu- Hyung..” He whimper, looking over at his older with heavy-lidded eyes; his cheeks flushing a soft rosy hue. His hand tightly gripped your hair, as he quickened his pace in your mouth- letting out needy moans every time his cock entered your throat. “Sh.. Shit..” 

“Hmm?” Yoongi groaned in response, as he hungrily stared down at you; losing himself in the feeling of your cunt basically trying to milk him of his cum. “Cum Jiminnie, I wanna see you cum all over that pretty fucking face of hers.” He growled as he began brutishly pounding into your hypersensitive cunt. 

The tears that had previously gathered, broke free as your body continued to shake from the sheer oversensitivity they drove you into. Youloudly whimpered as Jimin drilled down your throat, not caring for anything else but reaching his own climax. 
“God. Fucking. Damn. It.” He growled, thrusting into your throat repeatedly just as his own orgasm washed over him. Strings of his warm cum coated your throat just as he pulled out, “Fuck..” He airily moaned as he painted your face with his spunk, then slowly released the grip he had in your hair.  

Immediately you coughed as you attempted to steady your irratic breathing, “D- Daddy.~” You mewled, your face contorting as Yoongi leaned over to you, replacing Jimin’s hand; grabbing a fistful of your messy hair. 
He pulled you up to him, wrapping his forearm around your throat as he fucked you, “You look so gorgeous with JIminnie’s cum all over your face, kitten.” He whispered, nipping at the nape of your neck. 

You peered over to Jimin, watching as he tucking himself back into his bottoms then began enjoying the view your new position had given him. Getting on his knees, the younger man rose up to you; groping your supple breasts as he pressed his plush lips against yours to quiet you down. 

With gritted teeth, Yoongi hissed the instant he felt his cock twitch inside of you, “Fuck, come here..” He sweetly cooed, pulling you away from Jimin- laying your head back against his shoulder just before pressing his lips against yours. He then reached over to Jimin, roughly pulling him over to the two of you by his collar. 
The three you of you ended up becoming completely enveloped in the passionate, three-way kiss as Yoongi continued to chase his own need to cum. 

Jimin pulled away slightly, letting out soft gasps, as he saw the need written all over his Hyungs face. “Hyung, you really wanna cum don’t you..” He teasingly chuckled, as Yoongi broke his kiss with you. 
“I bet y/n really wants to feel you cum deep inside her, don’t you princess?” His hand cupped your jaw, “Tell Daddy how badly you want him to cum inside you..” 

In between your constant moans, you managed to reply somehow, “Cum- Cum for me Daddy..” You whimpered as your sore cunt continued to be pounded into, “Cum deep inside me, it’ll feel so- so fucking good..” 

“It- Its fucking would, wouldn’t it?” Yoongi growled, quickening his pace inside you once more. “I’m gonna-” He began, groaning as his thrusts suddenly became sloppy, “Im gonna fucking fill you with my cum babygirl. Daddy’s gonna cum deep inside your pretty little pussy..” 
Not even a couple minutes after, his thrusts slowed as his orgasm took over. His cock stayed buried inside you as he came, shooting his load deep inside your cunt; painting your walls with the warm liquid. 

Slowly, he pulled out of you, “Fuck..” He airily stated, sinking back down onto the leather seat; bringing you down with him. 
Jimin sat back down in his spot, gently laying your trembling legs over his lips as your head rested on Yoongi’s chest. 

They both gently caressed you, “You okay, babygirl?” Yoongi sweetly asked as he quickly tucked himself back into his jeans. “We didn’t hurt you did we?” 

Lazily you shook your head in response, “No- No I’m okay.” You giggled, “I really need to clean up though..” 

“Yeah-” Jimin replied, flashing that adorably bright smile towards you, “I really came a lot, didn’t I? I’m sorry, princess.” He cooed, interlocking his hand with yours. 

Before you could even say another word, Hoseok suddenly rose from his seat- tossing a spare shirt he hand towards you. “Don’t get cum on the seat.” He simply stated, a smug grin painted across his face as he looked over your jaded body, “Oh by the way, y’all aren’t as quiet as you think you are.” 

Namjoon stared back at y’all through the rear view mirror, laughing softly as he shook his head. “You know y/n…” He began as he tried holding back his pompous grin, “If Yoongi-hyung and our little JIminnie didn’t tire you out, you should come let me and Hobi-hyung play with you too.” 

Hoseok lightly smacked Namjoon’s shoulder, “That’s a good idea-” He added, his attention turning back to you, “How about it, princess?” He purred, licking his lips as his eyes scanned over your curves, “Be a good little girl and let us play with you too.~” 

Hard to Tell

Just a little Jamaica Harry to satisfy your needs. xx

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He hadn’t meant to get so drunk by any means. Honestly, none of you had. But when the shots had started flowing and the music had started playing and the sun began to set against the clear blue water, one shot had turned into two. Two into three, and so on and so forth. 

Currently, Harry is thirsty. Genuinely thirsty. So after giving you a lingering kiss, he stumbles up the sandy beach and over to the little bungalow in which you all are staying. 

The patio sways a bit once he gets up the stairs, and he giggles, reaching out to grab the railing to steady himself. He stumbles into the kitchen, trying to hold on to as many steady things as possible. The journey to the refrigerator feels longer than necessary and Harry mumbles and giggles to himself as he walks.

It isn’t until he’s at the fridge, staring blankly into the bright little light that he notices… his pants are quite a bit tighter than they were a few minutes ago. He glances down to, sure enough, see a tiny tent forming in his pants. “Aw fuck.”

It isn’t anything too serious. In all honesty, he could probably ignore it if he really wanted to. But now that he’s thinking about it, you’ve been looking so damn good lately. All sun-kissed and smelling like sunscreen. He can’t help but imagine how your neck must taste like saltwater and how hot your skin would feel under his tongue. And then he’s twitching. 

He reaches down to adjust himself and swallows at the contact. Glancing around nervously to ensure no one is near him, he tugs a little and gasps. “Fuck,” he grumbles. And he decides he has to do something about this. 

He quickly closes the refrigerator door and stumbles over towards the bathroom. For a split second, he considers coming out to get you. But no, he thinks, too obvious. He has to deal with this on his own this time around. 

 He misjudges the distance he has left to go and falls into the doorframe, giggling out a little “ow, fuck!” When the door closes behind him he places his hands firmly on the counter, looking himself in the eye determinedly. “M'not drunk,” he mumbles, narrowing his eyes. He jabs a finger at the mirror. “You’re NOT drunk.” And he laughs at himself, because he isn’t one to talk to himself unless he *is* drunk and he knows it. 

He shuffles over to the toilet and shimmies out of his pants. He allows himself a small little tease of his cock and fuck, he knows he has to hurry because you’re all waiting for him but it just feels so damn good.

“Ohhhh fuck,” he mumbles, tugging slightly. He swipes his thumb over his tip, immediately sending a jolt through his spine. He hisses a “FUCK” and reaches out to steady himself on the wall.

He’s imagining you. Your lips. Your sun-kissed skin and your curves. The way you clench around him when he squeezes your breasts. How you desperately shove your tongue into his mouth and how whiny you get whenever he talks dirty to you.

He’s not teasing any longer. He’s full on tugging and stroking and grunting quietly. He’s biting his lip to keep himself from saying your name, but his thoughts linger on you. On what you’re doing right now. Outside with his friends, probably with a drink in your pretty hands. And he knows you aren’t wearing panties under your sundress, because why would you?

It isn’t long before he knows he’s close and he’s seeing stars. His hand stays on the wall behind the toilet because he’s getting shaky, and he bites his tongue. His breathing is heavy and he’s struggling to keep quiet and now… oh fuck he’s whispering your name over and over and it feels thick on his tongue.

Everything is buzzing when when he finally cums. He’s trying his best to aim into the toilet but his eyes are squeezed shut and all he can focus on is how good it feels and how he doesn’t want to be too loud with his whispers of “fuck fuck fuck.” But the one image in his mind is you. All of your little kinks that he’s learned to adapt to and how badly he just wants to make you feel good all the time. How good he’s going to make you feel tonight once you’re in the privacy of your bedroom. How beautiful you sound when you’re whimpering into his mouth.

And how pretty his cum looks dripping out of you ESPECIALLY against your sun kissed skin.

When everything is said and done, he cleans everything up until it shines like new and stumbles back out towards the beach, completely forgetting about the water he came inside to get.


And he doesn’t know how to answer because he didn’t realize he took so long.

So naturally, his first response is:

When he comes up from under the cool waves he sees you sitting on the sand talking to Mitch JUST like how he pictured you, with a drink in your hand. You’re smiling and Mitch has probably said something dumb about him to make you giggle, but you’re both watching him with parent-like concern. He could not be more content. Or drunk.

Slowly he makes his way out of the water and up to you. You don’t have a towel to offer him, so you giggle when you see him shiver. “Where were you?!” You ask.

And he just grins and shakes out his wet hair so that it’s dripping on you. You shriek “HARRY” and he gives you a half hearted “got lost.”

He plops down in the sand beside you and presses a salty, wet kiss to your cheek. Which also makes you shriek, but you’re less opposed to this. Especially when his lips linger, and travel up to your ear. “Gonna make y'feel so good when we get to our room though, baby. Promise y'that.”

anonymous asked:

I forgot whether I sent a request in like this or not so I guess I'll just do it again. What would sexting with kang daniel and/or ong be like? I really hope you enjoyed your vacation!!! My family is planning to go to Europe soon too! <3

A/N: Ohhh that’s really cool, where are you planning to go? ^^ 


SEXTING ONG SEONGWOO

  • knowing Ong, sexting would happen mainly whenever he is away with schedules or just too busy to come home
  • he would use it mainly to get you in the mood and for him to relieve some of the stress
  • it won’t be a regular thing, he would rather surprise you with his texts and pictures
  • it would happen at a random time; you would be in the kitchen preparing dinner when you will receive a text
  • “babe… I just can’t stop thinking about you on top of me”
  • “moving slowly as my hands grip your thighs and my fingers play with your core”
  • “wish I could do that right now”
  • it would come with no explanation and it would all be just straight to the point
  • he won’t wait too much for your response before he texts you again
  • “what are you wearing right now, baby? can I see you? I miss your body so much”
  • after you proceed to send him a more flattering picture of yourself in that underwear he loved so much on you
  • he would be fast to text you back
  • things are going to get heated fast with Seongwoo
  • “since I can’t touch you right now, baby, would you do it for me?”
  • he would be a mess himself by now, but he would enjoy being in control and making you weak in your knees
  • “when I get home I hope I am going to see you in the new black lingerie I bought for you”
  • “I am going to rip it off and kiss you all over; sucking on your breasts as my fingers massage your wet pussy”
  • “damn babygirl, I love it when I can feel you almost dripping and that sweet taste in my mouth when I stuck my tongue deep inside you”
  • “I am going to be home soon, kitten and I am going to ravage you as soon as I walk through that door”
  • “you better prepare cause by the end of the night, all your neighbours will know you belong to Ong Seongwoo”


SEXTING KANG DANIEL

  • “hey princess… I know I am usually not like this, but I am at the practice room and all I can think of right now is bending you over the kitchen counter and have it rough with you” 
  • sexting with Daniel would be rare because this boy usually lets his actions speak for himself when he is in the mood 
  • however, he loves it when you send him a teasing pic showing a little bit more of your cleavage than necessary
  • or maybe a simple peek at your underwear 
  • Daniel’s texts are usually very vivid and explicit and he always tells you exactly what he wants to do to you 
  • or sometimes what he wants you to do to him 
  • after you respond to him with an equally teasing text message; Daniel would feel like he caught on fire 
  • he won’t be able to think about anything else other than your small frame trembling underneath him 
  • “I can’t wait to be inside you. You are always so wet and sweet whenever you wait for me late at night in nothing but my shirt”
  • “I wanna have your lips around my lenght and my hands in your hair as you suck me off”
  • “Then I am going to ride you all night long on that counter as you moan softly in my ear” 
  • “I am gonna bite your neck harshly and have my hand wrapped around your neck, that expensive red lipstick you bought yesterday is going to be all smudged”
  • “You are going to get angry because of it… but damn, you are so god damn sexy when you are angry”
  • his texts are usually very passionate, but sexy to make you want him and anticipate what is going to happen once he gets home 
  • “I wanna pull at your hair as you tell me to go faster and moan my name out loud” 
  • “God, I am feeling so needy right now. I just can’t get enough of you kitten, you always feel so damn good inside me”
Massage (Jack Maynard Smut)

AN: sorry if this sucks, I haven’t written in so long, let me know what you think! Requests are always open!

Warnings: NSFW, unprotected sex, dirty talk


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“Con?” I whined as I walked through his and jacks apartment door.

“He’s not here, out with Ollie.” Jack turned around to face me from the kitchen counter.

“Ughhh!” I huffed as I stormed over into their living room, plopping down face first into the couch.

“Why do you need him?” Jack asked following me.

“My back kills from work and I wanted him to massage it.” I spoke into the couch cushion.

“I could do it, I was the one who taught him how anyway,” Jack rolled his eyes, I turned my head to look at him.

“Really? You’d do that for me?” I smiled.

“Of course, YN.” He rolled his eyes.

“But I’m wearing a dress..”

“Nothing I haven’t seen before, babe.” He chuckled as I blushed.

Jack and I were best friends, and of course best friends do crazy shit, like skinny dip together or even sometimes accidentally see each other change.

“Alright, but no funny shit.” He laughed and nodded before straddling my legs.

I felt my dress being slowly pulled up to my shoulders, exposing my bare ass.

His hands started putting pressure on my sore spots and they instantly started to feel better.

“That feels so damn good.” I hummed into the cushion.

Jack started adding my pressure on my sore spots, earning my moans from me.

“Fuck Jack,” I moaned, his grip on my waist got tighter and I swear I felt his dick rub against my ass.

His hands slowly started to linger lower to my ass but I was in too much ecstasy to say anything.

“Jack, what are you doing?” I moaned as I felt his big hands start to massage my thighs, close to my center.

“Don’t worry, just relax.” He shushed me, my eyes fluttered shut listening to his soothing voice.

I felt his finger tips ghost over my clit before they dipped into my panties pushing them to the side.

“So wet, so pretty.” He spoke, mostly to himself.

His fingers slid against my wet slit before pushing into my core. My back instantly arched.

“Jack?” I questioned him.

“Just stop thinking YN, we’re gonna massage all the way to your core.” He shushed me.

“Fuck jack,” I moaned out, trying to push my pussy closer to his fingers. His other hand gripped my waist and held me down so I couldn’t move.

“You feel so tight, baby.” He hummed, slowly dragging his fingers in and out of me.

“Jack, I need more.” I barley breathed out.

“What do you want, baby?” He circled his thumb against my clit, teasing me.

“I need you, please.” I arched my back trying to get closer to him.

“What do you need, YN, come on baby, beg for my cock.”

“Please, please fuck me Jack, I can’t take it anymore.” I whined loudly.

“Good girl,” he hummed removing his fingers from me.

I whined at the loss of contact, Jack chuckled and I heard his belt unbuckling behind me.

I felt the couch dip as he got up and dropped his pants and boxers on the ground and then got back behind me.

He dragged my panties down my legs before sliding his between my folds.

“You’re so hot.” Jack groaned as he pulled my hips up so we were in doggy style position.

I felt his cock slowly slide into me, we both let out a moan at the same time.

“Holy shit,” I cried out, my face burying into the couch cushion.

His large hands gripped my hips pulling me into his thrust every time.

He felt amazing, his cock knew all the right places to hit, I could feel every inch of him being buried inside of me.

“Jack! Fuck me harder” His gripped got tighter, I swear I’ll have bruises there in the morning, he complied with my command and thrusted harder and harder into me.

“Jack..I’m no gonna last long.” I groaned, his hands left my hips and gripped onto my hair.

“Fuck Yn, me either.” He pulled my hair so I was pulled up against his body.

He quickly connected our lips and I immediately kissed back. He reached his hand around to my front, while we were still kissing, and started to circle my clit again.

“Jack,” I whispered out of breath, he nodded, assuming what I was thinking.

He pulled out of me and I climbed off the couch.

“Take your dress off.” He commanded as he pulled his shirt off too.

“No bra? You dirty girl.” He smirked watching me.

He sat down on the couch and I straddled his lap.

“You’re so beautiful.” Jack smiled as I blushed.

I took Jacks length in my hand and started to stroke it. I started slowly rocking my body, against his cock, sliding it between my folds.

He starting kissing my neck, trailing little kisses and love bites down my collar bones and boobs.

I lined him up at my entrance and sunk down onto him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled on his hair as he stretched me out.

“Fuck jack, you feel so good.” He groaned as I tugged on the hair by the nape of his neck.

His hands flew to my hips to help guide me. All you could hear was the sound of skin slapping and our moans.

“Jack, I’m so close.” I whined. My head fell into the crook of his neck. I started leaving love bites all over his neck, marking him up for everyone to see.

“Fuck YN, me too.” He breathed out, tilting his head back so I have more access.

I grinder my hips down harder as I felt the familiar knot in my stomach start to build up.

“Jack, fuck I’m cumming!” I groaned out. He smirked at me and bit my neck as I came. I kept riding him, trying to make him spill over the edge.

“Fuck YN, you gotta get off before I cum inside of you.” He tried to compose himself.

“Just do it baby, I’m on the pill.” His eyes lit up and he quickly picked me up and flipped us into missionary position.

His hips drilled so fast into me I was starting to see stars.

“Holy shit jack!” I was so sensitive.

“Fuck baby, cum again, you can do it.” His thumb flew to my clit and started to attack it.

“Jack! Jack! Fuck!” My back arched my eyes screwed shut, and my toes started to curl as he thruster harder into me. I felt myself being pushed over the edge again and I let myself go.

“Fuck that was so hot.” He threw his head back as I felt him cum inside of me. He kept thrusting, riding out our highs.

He kept himself inside of me as he pulled me up and sat back down so we were in the riding position again.

“That was amazing.” He smirked as he kissed me roughly.

“I was waiting to do that forever.” Jack groaned against my lips.

“Hey Jac- holy shit guys! About time!” Conor covered his eyes.

“Fuck off Con! Get outta here!” Jack pulled me against him so Conor couldn’t see anything.

“It’s my house too, prick.” Conor laughed as he walked down the hall into his room.

“He’s never gonna let me live this down.” I groaned burying my face into his neck.

“Oh well, something this good shouldn’t be forgotten.” Jack smirked, quickly winking at me.

anonymous asked:

please DO elaborate...... 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

From my tododeku hc post:

they’re soft and sweet in their first year, ridiculously hot and heavy in their second, and by third year, they are down right steady and known across UA as being “the strongest powercouple of the generation” (it is kind of embarrassing when people say that but they secretly love it)

Ok, so what I mean by all this is as follows:

First year: In my mind, they wouldn’t start actually dating till their first year is nearly over but ANYWAYS, when they do start dating, it’s really little things like ice cream dates after school. It’s hooking pinkys underneath the lunch table when they sit next to each other and blushing about it. It’s soft hand kisses when they part ways after school to walk home. It’s coming home with the dreamy-ist smiles on their faces. It’s the way todoroki blushes slightly and smiling softly when he talks to Momo about how his date with Deku was. It’s the way Deku’s face lights up when he talks about Todoroki to Iida and Uraraka. It’s holding hands when they think nobody can see. It’s when one catches the other staring at them from across the classroom and they both blush like crazy, Deku hiding his face in his hands. You know, pure and wholesome shit like that

Second year: At this point, they are way comfortable in their relationship and it’s less fluttery nerves and more hormone driven want. I’m basically working off the “horny high school boys” trope bc im so weak for that but you know how it goes. It just starts with them being more open about the fact that their dating and so they’re less nervous about PDA. They hold hands A LOT. They’ll hang off of each other (cue the “Todoroki holding deku by the hips” headcanon). One day in homeroom, they not-so-subtly end up sitting next to each  other even though they know they have assigned seats. Aizawa comes in and looks over the class like he does and he doesn’t say anything but he’s rolling his eyes. So, as you can imagine, this all develops into them being way more touchy than last year. Everyone can tell. Deku brings Todoroki home to meet his mom and have dinner (Deku’s mom is thrilled her son is so happy but that’s all matters for a different post).

 Their kisses evolve to the point where they’re getting at some deeper feeling than before and all they want to do is explore that feeling. Because it feels damn good. So before you know it, they’re stumbling into homeroom a few minutes late with ruffled hair and red faces bc yeah maybe they were making out behind a building and lost track of time, ok? They do stop being late for class but there’s rarely a moment after class that their hands aren’t all over each other.

There’s also the matter of the rival tension that’s inevitably between them. At first Deku is terrified that it’ll wreck their relationship but it sort of does the opposite… they figure out that it’s kind of a turn on…. Cue the sports festival and an avalanche of sexual tension. The entirety of both classes A and B end up having to oggle at it for the whole event because it’s very rare that they are put on the same teams. At nearly every break between events and such, Todoroki has Deku up against a wall kissing him crazy, the adrenaline of the games mixing with the hormonal haze that drives them together like magnets. He does have to let Deku be though as the one on one fights start because he knows how much Deku likes to take analysis notes. Without speculating on year 2 sports festival results, I think I’ll leave this here ^^ 

So, the year rolls on. There’s probably a class trip that’s at least semi-relaxing, maybe?? things get steamy ofc wtf else are class tips for.

 Terushima and other classmates start prying with little shame, asking if they’ve done it yet, had sex. Deku is slightly scandalized. Todoroki just rolls his eyes. Neither of them say so, but yes they have done the deed but just once, at Todoroki’s house one weekend when no one was home. They were under the guise of a train/study weekend, which wasn’t a lie… they just happened to also have sex as well…

so yeah, you get the gist of 2nd year ;)

Third year: By now, most of UA knows they’re boyfriends. At the very least they know that if you get pitted against either one of them for whatever reason, You’re probably fucked and if you were to go against them as a pair, well, you’re really fucked. They’re dead serious about their hero careers. They’re also dead serious about each other. Freshman and their own classmates alike look up to them as #relationshipgoals

They are way less distracted by each other than the previous year, buckling down on studying and training and more studying. They’re still stupidly in love, obviously but it isn’t all shiny, new urges so it’s less “oh my god what is this feeling?? i want more of it right now” and more “God, I can’t wait till this training exercise is over so I can flirt with my boyfriend”

Oh also, they LIVE for bragging about each other, ok. Even to people they already know like, I can imagine Deku getting first place in the sports festival that year and Todoroki doesn’t shut up about it for weeks. Class A turns into that meme of “I love–” “Yes, we know, you love Deku. You are in love with Izuku Midoriya who won the third year Sports Festival competition. you love him, Deku, the next symbol of peace among humanity, we get it…” and it’s beautiful. Deku is the exact same way, btw. Basically I see them walking though halls, holding hands and standing tall and everyone’s heads turn to watch them as they go by :’)

This post is almost 1k words so if you read all of it, i love u. let me know what u think

Perfect

Warnings: Swearing and smut.

A/N: Here’s part 2 to It Hurts . I hope you guys like it! 

The car ride home was you crying, Alex not knowing what to do, and your heart breaking as you thought about losing Jeff. Your brother helps you inside and you’re glad that your dad isn’t home. He would only make this worse, hounding you to find out who hurt his little girl.

“Go back to the party,” you tell Alex. “Go have fun.”

He protests, worried about you. You assure him that you’ll be fine. “I just… I just want to be alone for a little while.”

  He’s still hesitant, but finally he agrees. “Alright,” he sighs. “Call me if you need me, I mean it. I’ll come home.”

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Late Night Drives - (M)

Genre; s m u t 

Length; 870+ words

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

Usually the rides home after practice were quiet, but tonight it seemed to be quieter than others. 
Chanyeol, your boyfriend, had been working extra hard lately when it came to dancing, as well his skills musically- he wanted to be perfect and was awful to himself if he wasn’t. 

As the two of you sat there, slowly driving home; the dim street lights illuminated the car. 
You turned your gaze from the nearly empty road to him, your eyes scanned over his stiff face. He was so breathtaking even with furrowed brows and a clenched jaw. 

“Babe,” You faintly said, reaching over to him; lightly caressing his bicep before raking your fingernails down to his forearm. “You feeling okay?” 

Chanyeol let out a sigh, nodding, “Ye- Yeah, I’m fine babygirl..” He softly added, licking his lips as they curled up into a sweet grin. “Just a bit stressed because of everything, but it’s nothing I can’t handle.” 

Though he put on this tough guy, unshaken front for your sake- you hated it. You hated knowing he was stressed or feeling bad in any way, and helping him relieve some of that was the only thing you could think of. 
“You know,” You smoothly purred, biting your lower lip as you moved your hand from his arm to his thigh; drawing little x’s and o’s while trailing closer to the outline of his manhood. “I could help you relieve some stress… Ya know, if you want me to that is.” 

Immediately his expression softened as he turned, sparing you a quick approving glance while that devilish smirk of his appeared. 
“Really baby?” He retorted, chuckling to himself for a second before you began palming at his member through his jeans. “God, you’re great… How did I get so fucking lucky?” He airily groaned, resting his head against the faux leather seat. 

His sweetened words and intoxicating sounds were enough to have you smiling like a dork as well as soaking through your panties. He affected you like no other- you were his and he was yours. 
“I just don’t want you to be stressed, my love..” You purred, offering him a soft smile as you unbuckled your seatbelt; propping yourself up on your knees. “I’m gonna make you feel good, okay Daddy?” 

The instant Chanyeol heard the little pet-name leave your lips his mind filled with past images of you moaning underneath him as he senselessly fucked you. “Y/n, princess, you’re such a good girl for me..” He cooed, trying to watch as you undid his jeans while driving; lifting his hips just enough for you to yank them down to free his already hardened member. “I promise I’ll make it up to you at home princess.” 

Shaking your head slightly, a soft gasp escaped you as his manhood effortlessly sprung free- of course, he’d go commando. 
“Mhmm, it’s okay..” You hummed, wrapping your hand around the base of him; hungrily eyeing his length. “You always take care of me, so now it’s my turn to take care of you..” 

 Before he could say another word, you began working him- tightening your hand around him as you began stroking his member. “Dear god..” He loudly grunted, pressing his lips together as he tried his hardest to focus on the road ahead. 

“Maybe you should pull over.” You smugly teased, completely pleased with how well you seemed to be doing. “I don’t want you to end up crashing the car.” 

“No, No- It’s fine.” Chanyeol hissed, taking deep breaths in an attempt to regain his composure. But the second he did, your tongue swiped across the tip- circling his sensitive head while you continued your strokes. 
Peering up at him through your lashes, you wrapped your lips around him just watching the way his face contorted as your cheeks hollowed. 

God, the sounds he let out were heavenly… His groans, the way your pet-names were saturated with lust as they rolled off his tongue, the way his blunt nails raked against your scalp while you bobbed up and down his shaft. You wanted nothing more than to just have him pull over right then and there, but you couldn’t get enough of how needy you made him or his sweet taste. 

As you lifted your mouth off him, a mix of saliva and precum connected your full lips to his swollen member. “Fuck..” You panted, quickening your strokes. “Do I make you feel good Daddy?” You cherubically asked, licking your lips; tasting every bit of the salty-sweet mixture before taking him into your mouth once more. 

Immediately, he nodded letting out those wonderfully sinful moans of his as he slowed his speed on the road- wanting to concentrate purely on the way you pleased him yet not risk your lives doing so. 
“God, fuck… fuck… You always make Daddy feel so damn good, baby..” He repeatedly cursed as he praised you; running his fingers through your hair, grabbing a fistful of it as you took him into your throat. 

“Sh- Shit, keep going- you’re doing such a good job, princess, Daddy’s so fucking close..” 

“Daddy’s gonna cum in the pretty mouth of yours, I want you to swallow every last drop for me, okay?” 

anonymous asked:

Hemroid shushing you during a quickie cause you're being too loud NUT

You guys are at Harry’s uncle’s house for a family reunion dinner— one which his family had insisted you come to.

You guys had snuck away while everyone was mingling and chatting about the new Stephen King movie that came out, Harry having gotten a sudden urge to take you then and there.

You weren’t doing much to trigger this type of response from him— simply telling a tale from where your fear of clowns had derived when you were young, making all his cousins laugh lightly as you cracked jokes at your own expense.

And right then, as he stared at you fondly with a small smile on his lips, his cock had given a random, unfortunate twitch. He’d later argue that it was a “love boner” that stemmed from how much he adored you and your silly horror story, but it was most likely do to how plump your lips looked in the muted golden light of the living room and the way your throat looked so pretty and delicate in the rose gold necklace he’d gifted you for your anniversary.

Either way, you’d both ended up in the coat closet, as far away from the thick of the party as possible, with Harry pressing you up against all the jackets and hangers. The coats acted as a sort of padding to muffle the sound of him cramming himself inside you roughly, as well as cushioning for your back as he gifts your clit with harsh rams.

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heartbeat | part two (m)

part one // part two // part three

Originally posted by yoo-ngie

[Yoongi x Reader | Jungkook x Reader]

Genre: angst, smut

Words: 6018

—> And as Jungkook begins to fill a void in your life, you think of Yoongi less and less. Sometimes, he feels like a person you just made up; and then you see his promotional posters and suddenly remember how real he was. But the pain is lesser now; your heart no longer calls for him in a sea of unrequited love. 

A/N: this was loooonngg overdue; the feedback from part one made me so happy! So I hope you guys like part two xoxo


You think about Jeon Jungkook for days after the kiss.

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Graduation Present

Title: Graduation Present

Paring: Teacher!Jensen x Reader

Word Count: 2,059

Warning: Delicious Jensen smut

A/N: I saw the gif below and immediately thought of Jensen as a teacher bending me over a desk and I thought I should share the fantasy with you all. Enjoy!!



Everyone else was counting down the seconds to the final bell signifying summer, graduation, and the final end of your undergraduate degree.

You were watching Mr. Ackles bend over to grab a textbook and then squat down to take a closer look.

Standing back up and turning his eyes raised to find yours. His signature wink made you shift in your seat as you bit at your lip.

Seconds before the bell rang he crossed to the classroom door and blocked it as kids groaned. “I know, I know, I just want you all to know that I enjoyed having you in my class. Good luck to you seniors, don’t trip on the stage.” His laugh rippled through his body as he looked up at the clock.

Just as the bell rang he turned back to the class, saluting. “It’s been a pleasure, now get out.”

Everyone grabbed their bags, heading out and making plans for the night. You motioned your friends to go ahead, making some excuse you had to talk to him about a grade or something.

“Hey Mr. Ackles,” he just laughed and shook his head.

“I told you guys to call me Jensen, I’m just an associate professor, no need to be too formal.”

“Well, Jensen, I need you to take a look at something for me. I’m turning in a late assignment for another class. We had to write what our goal for this semester was and if we achieved it. Can you take a look at it?” Jensen smiled and took the paper, walking back to the front table, not noticing you flip the lock on the door.

              This semester started with the goal to graduate, pass all my classes, and finally finish my degree. When I saw Mr. Jensen Ackles walk into my classroom though, goals changed. Now all I could think about was ripping his tie off, running my fingers through that sexy hair, palming the delicious looking bulge in the front of his pants, among other things.

              Did I achieve this goal? I’m about to find out.

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Actual SINnamon Roll Prompto

Me upon finding out Prompto is a Scorpio:

Originally posted by hippietyy

In all seriousness this was a ton of fun for me to write especially considering that out of all the Chocobros, Prompto’s the one I’d be more likely to call a muse. He has so much potential… So here’s some Prompto sex headcanons?? I take requests, so if you like what you see drop me a line!

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Niall Smut// One and Only

onedirection6 asked: Could you do a Niall imagine where you are staying at his parents’ house with your child but Maura offers to look after her for the night and things get a bit cheeky between the two of you and then the next morning they are all teasing you about it xx

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“Thank you for having us over for the weekend, Maura,” you smiled. “We, especially Jessie, were so excited to come over. Niall was really missing his family, and Jessie loves it here. I wouldn’t be surprised if she picks up an Irish accent when she begins talking.”

Jessie was barely six months old, but she knew when she was her grandparents’ house. She loved them to pieces.

“Probably because we spoil her rotten, but I can’t help it,” Maura cooed, “She’s the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.”

To you and Niall, Jessie was the cutest and the best thing to ever happen to you both. At the same time, nothing was the same after her birth. Your schedules seemed to become more hectic, and when you were home together, you were both exhausted and taking care of Jessie.

“I love Jessie, but I don’t even remember the last time Niall and I had some alone time,” you admitted. “I don’t even remember the last time we had a night that wasn’t diaper or worked filled. I really miss our time together, y’know?”

“I know what you mean, but you both seem to be handling it well. But you know you always have me and Bobby, Greg and Denise. You know we can always take care of Jess,” she reminded you. “Besides, if I can take care of Niall, who wasn’t even potty trained until he was almost four,” she laughed.

“Haha, mum,” Niall half-heartedly chuckled. You laughed yourself as Niall sat down in the seat next to you. “I didn’t see the need to use the bathroom if a diaper did all the work, but you won’t think that will you?” Niall asked, talking to Jessie. “She literally just took the biggest shit I’ve ever seen.”

“Well she seems to be very good at that,” you chuckled. The moment you said that Jessie’s face began to get hot and her face began to pucker. She started to wail and flare her arms while in Niall’s arms. 

“Oh, what’s wrong, Jess?” Niall asked. “Y/N, when was the last time you fed her?”

“It was half an hour ago, she can’t be hungry already. Sometimes she has gas after being changed,” you told him.

“I know, and I made sure she was all out of gas before we came downstairs. Maybe she’s too hot,” Niall said, taking off her little jacket and placing it on the table. “It that better?” Jessie only cried louder in Niall’s arms in response. “Okay, maybe your mum should hold you for awhile.”

He handed Jessie to you. You held her to your chest and rocked her in your arms, but her cries did not stop.

“Are you sure that you fed her?” 

“Yes, Niall, I remember a person sucking on my nipple.”

“Yeah, but is she receiving anything?”

“Niall, why don’t you try and feed her from your breast and tell me how it goes,” 

“Let me see her,” Maura finally said, reaching out her arms across the table. You handed Jessie to her grandmother. Maura took off Jessie’s shoes and socks and cradled her so she had access to her own toes. She slowed her crying as she began to play with the digits on her feet. You and Niall said there relieved and amazed.

“She just needed a little distraction. Babies her age just need distractions,” she smiled. “But I know you guys are staying here tonight, and Bobby is going to be home soon, so don’t you guys go upstairs for the night and relax. Jess can stay in our room tonight.”

“Oh, mum, you don’t have to–”

“No, I want to. Just get some rest and enjoy each other’s company. We’ve got her,” she told you both. “And your brother and Denise are coming in the morning so we can go to the fair in town tomorrow with Theo.”

You nodded and thanked her. You both kissed Jessie good night before retreating upstairs to Niall’s old room. Nothing about it had changed that much. They upgraded the bed so you both could stay in there. Niall bought himself a TV to put in his own room when was 18 so he could watch it when he came to visit.

“Maybe we can finally relax, watch a movie,” you suggested as you slid off your shoes and fell onto the bed. “I left a couple of bottles for Jessie in the fridge, so we can have a beer and some popcorn.”

Niall smiled and passed you a remote, “You find a movie and I’ll get the stuff.” 


The end credits of the movie rolled as you adjusted your position on the bed. Your head laid on his bare chest, and you held the popcorn bowl in your hands. 

“Y’know, right now, one of us would have been coming home from work probably exhausted. Jessie would have worn one of us out and would be asleep,” Niall said, playing with the loose hairs that didn’t make it to your ponytail. “We would sleep peacefully until Jessie would start crying for a reason beyond me, and we would wake up again.”

“And then I would wake up even though I would tell you that it was your turn,” you chuckled. 

“Okay, okay, but I was thinking if you didn’t have anything to do tonight, maybe you might want to do me,” Niall mumbled under his breath, his hand running over your exposed thigh. 

“Niall, your parents are down the hall with our daughter. We’re in your old room; it’s just weird,” you chuckled, placing your hand your his and sitting up.

“Come on,” he groaned, pulling you closer to him. Your face was close enough to his for your noses to touch yours. “If it makes you feel any better, my parents are heavy sleepers down the hall. They’ll wake up if Jess cries, but they can’t hear us. I promise you.”

Your lips touched his softly before removing them, “Can you tell me something first?” He quickly nodded. “How many girls have you had in this room?”

“How many girls have I had sex with in this room or have been up here?” he asked for clarity.

“How many girls have you had sex with in your room?” you clarified, running your hand down his chest. 

“Hm, I think — no, I know that you would be the first and only girl that I’ve fucked in this room, babe. ” he assured. He attached his lips to your neck, kissing and sucking below your ear. You let out a soft groan and sighed. He pulled you closer. Your bare leg rubbed against his, closing the gap completely between you two. “Oh, I’m sorry; you never said if you still wanted to—”

You cut him off by placing your lips on his firmly. It didn’t take at all for Niall to fully respond. He used his right hand to hitch your leg over his hip before turning you over. He rubbed your thigh tenderly. Your hand traveled and played with the small brown hairs on the back of his neck. Your hand moved from the nape of his neck to jawline where he hadn’t shaved in a couple weeks, but you never minded.

“We’ll keep quiet, okay?” you told him, removing your own top for him. 

He placed both of his hands on your breast, gently squeezing them, “You’re telling me like I’m usually the issue,” he challenged. “Where were we when our hotel neighbors called the front desk for a noise complaint? New York, wasn’t it?”

You smirked, “I don’t recall. Do you mind reminding me?” 

He licked his lips before taking your right breast into his mouth, his tongue flicking over your nipple while his other hand showed attention to the other. He repeated his motions but switched while you were complete bliss. Your nipples were still not as sensitive as they were before your pregnancy, but Niall still got you there. 

He moved on to kiss down your stomach making you a little self-conscious about the baby weight that he hadn’t fully lost. 

“Ni, stop,” you half-hearty laughed. 

“Why you used to love this, baby,” he reminded you before he sighed, “Is this because you haven’t fully lost the baby weight?” You nodded slowly. He titled his head as his blue eyes met yours. “Hm, don’t you do that, Y/N. You still are and look amazing. You carried my, our child, and you care for her now. You’ve never been sexier to me,” he smirked, kissing your stomach again. “Plus, a little more for cushion for the pushin’ always helps, and I thought your tits were nice before but now…” he chuckled, his hand gripping your thighs.

You chuckled, throwing a pillow at him. Niall stood up and caught the pillow before it came into contact with his face. You both laughed. You sat up and wrapped your arms around his neck. 

“I love you so much, Niall,’ you whispered, caressing his face and neck, “Now, take your pants off.” He was quick to remove his sweatpants, leaving him in his underwear. You could slightly see his bulge in his sweats, but now it was obvious. You bit your lip, “I don’t want to wait; I want your cock right here, right now,” you mumbled in his ear before kissing behind his ear. You removed his boxers for him and threw them to the side as you kissed and sucked down his neck. You gripped his cock, giving it a couple of pumps causing him to groan. “Now I want you to sit back and relax, baby,” you told him, leading him back onto the bed.

“Yes, ma’am,” he rasped, sitting up against the pillows of the bed.

You crawled over and placed your self on his lap. You aggressively placed your lips on his before sinking on his member. He moaned against your lips as he slowly began rocking his hips against yours. You bit his shoulder to avoid moaning too loud. Even though Niall told you it was okay, you didn’t want to risk it.

“Shit, Y/N, you feel so god damn good,” Niall chanted, pulling your hips down against his. 

You circled his hips causing him to hit your G-spot repeatedly. A small shriek left your lips in response. You wanted to cry out; you wanted to yell and tell Niall how good he was making you feel. Your spine was tingling. You couldn’t help but yourself.

“Niall, oh my god; fuck me harder, please. I need you,” you cried out before he covered your mouth. Your cheeks became red in embarrassment out of your lack of self-control. 

“Do I have to gag you, baby,” he chuckled, “or do I just have to cover your mouth since you can’t control yourself? You hid your face in his chest after shaking your head. He slightly lifted you up and placed you on your back. Your head was close to the edge of the bed. “Good cause I still want to hear you but only you though.”

He thrusted into you again but you contained your moan before he could let it out. He leaned down and kissed the top of your breast, keeping his eyes on yours. You ran your fingers through his brown hair, tugging at them. He groaned against your breast before focusing back on you again.

“Ni, I’m so close,” you breathed out. 

“Me too, baby. Cum for me,” he demanded as he quickened his thrusts. He used his index finger to rub against your cilt, bringing you closer to your orgasm. You stifled your short gasps and cries by covering your mouth against Niall’s chest. Your inevitable orgasm finally came over you as did Niall’s. He found himself covering his our moans against your shoulder as you both reached your climaxes. 

The only noise left in the room was heavy breathing. You both just laid there, your arms wrapped around his neck. 

“I don’t think we should stay here like this,” you mentioned. “Who knows who will come in our room in the morning.”

He nodded, running his hand through his hair before kissing your cheek, “I mean it differently wouldn’t be a sight for sore eyes, if you ask me,” he smiled, rolling off of you. You laughed before picking up your top from off the floor and throwing it on. 

You turned to Niall who was putting back on his underwear and pants. His hair was disheveled, a little bit of sweat laid on his forehead, and you could see the red bit marks you left on his shoulder and the slightly purple marks on your neck 

“It hurts like hell,” Niall mentioned, rubbing his shoulder. “My neck, not so much.”

“Oh, I’m sorry, Ni,” you cooed, approaching him. You kissed his shoulder hoping he would forgive you. “Maybe no one will notice.”

“I don’t care if they do,” he told you. “Let’s just go to bed because I’m sure Jess will be looking for her mom in the morning.”


The sound of Jess crying woke up Niall’s parents who eventually woke you both up after giving her a bottle. You and Niall made your way down stairs to greet his parents, Greg, Denise, and Jess. 

You sat down with Denise and Jess, striking up a conversation and spending some time with your daughter. You learned that Theo was watching some TV in the living room while eating breakfast. You saw Niall begin a conversation with his brother.

“So, late night?” Greg asked Niall as he poured a cup of coffee. 

“I mean, we watch a movie last night but–”

“You tell me what you want, but you’re acting like I can’t see the obvious hickeys on my litter brother’s neck,” he snickered. 

Niall laughed and nodded, “Yeah, I do.” 

You over heard Niall and Greg’s conversation and subconsciously over the left side of your neck. Denise over-heard too, and only laughed at you, “So already working on baby number two in his old room?” she asked. 

Before you could come to own defense, Maura step in. “I knew I heard something last night, but Bobby said I was hearing things.”

“To be fair honey, I thought it was their TV,” Bobby responded. 

“Okay, but Niall, when I said you guys could have some alone time, I didn’t mean go to your room and fondle each other like teenagers.”

“I think they did more than fondling,” Greg added. “Y/N did quite the number on ya.”

“No, I think Niall did a major one, but I’m sure he did some we can’t see,” Denise mentioned, whispering the last part to only you.

You and Niall both were blushing pretty hard now, but you both were smiling. Niall kissed the side of your head before wrapping his arms around of you from behind. 

“Ignore them,” Niall told you. “They can’t seem to mind their own business.”

“I mean if you’re doing all your business all over the place,” Maura mentioned.

“I’m sorry, Maura, but your son is kinda a tease,” you chuckled. 

Everyone chuckled and continued their meals. Niall eventually sat down next you, his arm over the back of your chair. You were cleaning up Jess who had slightly spit up on yourself before Niall whispered in your ear, “If I’m such a tease, why don’t you meet me in the shower?”

You bit your lip, still assisting your daughter, “Will I still be the one and only?”

“The one and only.”

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A/N: Oh. My. God. I’m so sorry. Tbh I’m not very happy with how this turned out… my writer’s block was so bad like I was actually stressed writing this. I knew what I wanted to say but I was having a hard time putting it into words I guess… ughghgghghghgh I hope you guys like it anyways ;-;  hopefully part 4 will be less shitty *cries* [I didn’t even proofread jfc… I have a headache x_x] ffs i couldnt even come up with a decent title… my writing abilities have gone down the drain RIP im fired

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Part 3 - Say No

Genre: Smut, Angst

Rating R

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