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Things To Do After Top Surgery

- Sleep shirtless

- Go for a run with no shirt on

- Grow chest hair

- Go to the beach only in board shorts

- Buy more douchey shirts

- Skinny dipping??

- Mow lawns with my guns out as well as my amazing pecks

- Get rid of these damn tan lines

- Actually go outside to tan

- Get a massage from a girl without feeling even more stressed

- Lay in front of a fan on a hot day in nothing but boxers

- Show off my six pack that I have yet to form

- Work out my upper body even more

- Just put a shirt on in the morning and go

- Shirtless selfies

- Be dysphoria free

- Feel comfortable in my own skin

RFA + Saeran finding MC wearing their clothes/underwear (NSFW)

These two anons suggested something similar, so I combined these. And… two NSFW requests on a row, gurl… the sin is real!

Hope you like this


Zen

  • He only sees your upper half since you’re behind the balcony
  • Awww, you’re wearing one of the white tank tops he usually wears to work out, how cute! But… where is your bra?
  • “Good morning, Zenny! Slept well?” “I always do when you are in my arms, princess…” this man just woke up and it’s already being that smooth? Jesus…
  • You giggle and blush. “You’re so cute when you blush, babe.” “Cute? I’m as red as your boxers, Zenny!” now he’s blushing, do you remember the color of his boxers from last night?
  • But wait! He’s not wearing red boxers and… LORD GIVE HIM STRENGHT! You move from behind the balcony to put the breakfast on the table and he sees… YOU are wearing his red boxers!
  • “B-babe?” “Yes?” you answer without looking at him, focusing on setting the table. “Wh-why are you wearing my underwear?” “Oh? I’m sorry, I just picked the first time I found in the closet, on that note, can I have my own drawer? It’s kinda messy in your closet with our clothes all mixed…” dressed like that, you can have anything you want from him!
  • “B-but babe…” “Oh, I’m sorry! I should’ve asked you, right?” you pout. OH MY GOD! It’s 8 am, MC! Too early to unleash the beast!
  • You know this look, you always know when he’s fighting internally with the beast. “I’m sorry, Zen. I’ll change right now!” you smile and pass right beside him, heading to the bedroom, he grabs your wrist and pulls you for a deep kiss
  • He pins you against the wall without breaking the kiss, his hands already looking for the bra… oh yeah, no bra… well, better for him.
  • “How come my own clothes look better on you?” he asks while his hands play with the tank top hem. “Why are we still talking about clothes and not taking them off?”
  • “Oh babe, you’re so bold…” his lips attack yours, the tank top is so baggy he manages to take it off of you just sliding the straps from your shoulders.
  •  His mouth travels to your breasts quickly, giving you some nips. Oh… you know that fight with the beast from before? Yeah, he lost…
  • Not that you’re complaining.

Yoosung

  • He wakes up super down to some cuddling, but… you’re already up? Too bad…
  • He blushes noticing the pool of clothes from last night still on the floor. He should pick them, but… he looks at them and can only remember what you two did.
  • “Good morning!” you greet him, he doesn’t answer. He’s frozen to the image of you cooking wearing his blue t-shirt.
  • You look beautiful in every color, but you in blue is so mesmerizing… he’s just worried if this tee isn’t dirty or smelly. Just imagine how embarrassing it would be and… HOLY SHIT!
  •  You go to him, he notices your bare legs and his dark blue boxers as your pajama bottoms. “Yoosung, are you okay?” OF COURSE HE’S NOT!
  • “MC, is… is… this… my… my, un-underwear?” “Hum? Oh, yes, it is. I’m sorry, it was dark and I took the first thing I found in the closet.” “Why… Why didn’t you turn the lights on?” “I didn’t want to wake you up, you looked so tired…” of course, YOU let him that tired, ahem.
  • “Are you mad? I’m sorry…” “N-No! I’m not mad! How could I be mad? You look so hot and I… cute! I meant ‘cute’!” he’s trying so hard not to stare, you giggle and cup his cheeks, forcing to look at you while you give him a little peck.
  • But he wants more, so he holds you when you try to back away. His hands circle your waist, bringing you closer as his tongue shyly meets yours in your mouth.
  • You sigh in satisfaction, and boy is not that shy anymore with his tongue as one hand of his moves to the back of your head, his fingers tangling to your hair.
  • “You look so good in blue…” he says, pulling you away a little to admire you one more time. “Guess I should wear blue more often if that’s how you’re gonna react.” You play with his hair and smile, oh… he really thought he was the one in control of this?
  • “MC… do you… do you mind taking this to the bedroom?” the way you wrap your arms around his neck and kisses him can only mean ‘no’.
  • But he would still like to have the upper hand this time, so his hands move to your ass, giving it a little squeeze before going down the back thighs, making you raise your legs and wrap them around his waist.
  • He carries you to the bedroom. Well, guess that pile of clothes on that floor will gain a few more pieces…

Jaehee

  • She wakes up and smells the fresh coffee. Oh… what a nice surprise drinking your coffee that early in the morning.
  • You’re wearing a long-sleeve button shirt, judging from all the room in the bust are, it can only be her shirt.
  • She doesn’t mind, you two have this habit of sharing clothes, even though yours usually feel really tight in her chest since your boobs are fairly smaller.
  • But sharing panties? That’s new! She knows it’s hers because usually you wear thongs while she likes the bikini type more.
  •  This arouses her more as she would care to admit. You making coffee while looking that cute it’s too good for this hour in the morning…
  • “Earth to Jaehee!” you tease her waving your hand in front of her face. “Why are you spacing out like this?”
  • “Don’t ask as if you don’t know. Did you finally surrender to the bikini’s comfort?” “I guess, though thongs are cuter, don’t you agree?”on you? Yes, definitely.
  • “Anyway, your clothes are comfortable and smell like you,that’s why I put it,  I hope that’s not a problem…” How would this be a problem? You can’t say cute things like that looking so sexy! It’ almost a crime!
  • “The only problem here is that you look so beautiful I feel I won’t be able to get my hands off of you.” Oh wow… so bold in the morning, miss Jaehee… “Hmm, I don’t see the problem here…”
  • “Good.” She says bringing you closer, you’re so surprised by her sudden boldness you almost don’t know what to do with your hands, you start holding her forearms, then wrapping around her neck, but holding her by the waist feels more comfortable.
  •  One of her hand is in your cheek, moving your head as she wants, the other one is already undoing the buttons of the shirt. “You’re not wearing a bra, are you?”
  • You nod negatively with a wicked smile, that’s her cue to slide the shirt off of you and plant hungry kisses to your neck as you moan.
  • That delicious coffee you made would have to wait a little… okay, maybe a lot.

Jumin

  • He got a little sad you weren’t beside him in the bed.
  • But as soon as he saw your back in the kitchen, that little sadness faded away completely. Of course he doesn’t need you cooking since he can always call the chef, but seeing you like this make him feel so special and loved…
  • And then he couldn’t help but smirk in curiosity realizing you were wearing his striped shirt from last night.
  • “May I ask why you keep stealing my clothes when you have the most comfortable and beautiful sleepwear in your closet?” you yelp in scare, just noticing him standing by the table looking at you with his arms crossed.
  • “They’re so fancy I’m afraid of ruining them. Plus, this smells nicer.” Cute… unbelievably cute! He heard about people being grumpy in the morning, but you’re just… cute.
  • He was about to say you won this one, then you bend down to take something out of the oven and he notices grey boxers showing up…
  • “MC?” “Yes, Jumin?” your eyes are still focused on the oven. “Why are you wearing my underwear?”
  • “Hum? Oh… don’t get me wrong, I really like those Victoria Secret’s ones, but this is so comfortable! Why is man’s underwear so much more comfortable? Ugh, it isn’t fair!” he narrows his eyes at you.
  • “You know what is really unfair? You provoking me this early in the morning before I have to leave for work.” He comes closer, his eyes locked to yours as a predator corning its prey.
  • “Provoking you? Me? Ah, come on, Jumin, it’s just und… mmm.” He interrupts you with a kiss, his tongue desperate trying to invade your mouth while his hands move to under the shirt, making you shiver.
  • You’re not feeling like having him in charge so much, so you break the kiss and start kissing his neck, he plays along and starts undoing his pajama so your tongue can roll down.
  • And it keeps rolling down his neck, reaching his chest, his abs… you tug his pajama trousers and smile playfully as find he’s wearing grey boxers too. “We’re matching!”
  • It’s still weird letting you in charge and he definitely needs to teach you a lesson for stealing his clothes but right now… all he can focus is in your mouth.

 

Saeyoung

  • He is a light sleep, so when he hears some noises coming from that kitchen, he immediately wakes up.
  • Then he finds you wearing his hoodie and… nothing else? Ohoho, what a view in the morning, am I right?
  • “Good morning!” you notice him behind you and smile, he hugs you from behind and buries his face in your hair. “Yes, it’s a great morning!”
  • He presses his body against yours and feels there are some panties down there. Well, not as if this was less hot, anyway.
  •  “Someone is in a good mood, usually I have to drag you out of the bed, your lazy bum!”
  • “Well, now you should be careful I don’t drag you back there.” He tries to tickle your sides, but you shoo him away. “No! We have to eat something beside HBC at least in the morning, you know?” he pouts, but you ignore him, focusing again on whatever you’re cooking.
  •  And he knows you’re right, so he sits and just watches you. And he was really willing to leave you alone, but when you raise your arms to reach something in a higher shelf, revealing his kitten pattern boxers, he’s gone!
  • “MC?” “What now, Saeyoung?” you glare at him, only to find his eyes roaming to your body. “You know stealing my hoodie is one thing, but stealing my underwear is something I can’t let you get away, right?”
  • “So what? You’re always stealing my bras and I never say anything!” “But I do to be funny because I know I look pathetic, you can’t steal my boxers and look that hot!” “Well, I’m sorry I look so hot, are you happy?
  • He knows you’re not actually mad, you’re just teasing him. “Oh, you’re sorry? I see… but I don’t think I can’t forgive you just like this” he’s behind you again, now using his arms to lock you and corner you against the balcony.
  • “What do you want me to do, then?” “First, give me back my hoodie…” he unzips the hoodie, making you shiver. “But then… then I’ll have nothing on…”
  • “That’s the idea.” He takes it off of you and tugs your hair behind your ear, letting your neck and shoulder completely available to his nips and bites while one hand slips to inside the kitten pattern boxers.
  • Well, he warned you about dragging you back to bed, didn’t he?

Saeran

  • It took him a while to get used to sharing the bed, but now he got used to it, he hates waking up without you beside him
  • Then he finds you in the kitchen making breakfast… okay, you’re forgiven this time.
  • But he can’t forgive you for wearing one of his sweaters and… one of his black boxers? WHAT THE FUCK?
  • “Hey! Who told you could steal my clothes like that?” “Good morning to you too, Saeran!” you smile sweetly, ignoring his glare.
  • “Don’t mock me! And what’s with you wearing my boxers, you pervert?” “Don’t think too highly of yourself, it was just the first thing I found in the closet.”
  • “Ugh… you’re impossible! What would you do if I stole one of your panties?” your eyes gleam “Would you really? I would recommend a pink one, you would look so cute!”, he blushes, you’re obviously not taking him seriously… or maybe you are a pervert after all.
  • Either way, he’s not pleased. He doesn’t like this invasion of his personal space, like, the most personal space he could have.
  • So he corners you against the balcony, and having you this close wearing his sweater and boxers, nothing else… he’s almost forgetting why he was mad.
  • “You’re tempting me, aren’t you?” “Ugh, not everything is about you…” you look so cute when you get mad like this… he grins.
  • “But okay, since you don’t like it, I’ll take it off!” YES! Oh… no, you mean change, right? “Well, allow me to take it off for you.”
  • He hooks his thumbs on the waistband of the boxers, you look down in anticipation, then look back at his face, reaching his mouth for a deep kiss.
  • He takes this as a chance to grind on you , his hand slowly pulling the boxers down your thighs as he moves his mouth to your neck, biting and letting a few hickeys.
  • Now he definitely forgot what he was mad about before.
Things to do after top surgery: checked off

-Sleep shirtless ✔️~Every night
- Go for a run with no shirt on ✔️
- Grow chest hair ~working on
- Go to the beach only in board shorts✔️ ~Best time of my life
- Buy more douchey shirts ✔️
- Skinny dipping??
- Mow lawns with my guns out as well as my amazing pecks ~it’s winter
- Get rid of these damn tan lines ✔️
- Actually go outside to tan✔️
- Get a massage from a girl without feeling even more stressed
- Lay in front of a fan on a hot day in nothing but boxers ~Again, winter
- Show off my six pack that I have yet to form ~still forming
- Work out my upper body even more ✔️ ~Everyday
- Just put a shirt on in the morning and go ✔️ ~yuuuus
- Shirtless selfies ✔️ ~booyah!
- Be dysphoria free ~getting there
- Feel comfortable in my own skin ✔️

Sex the First Night Home From Tour

•The way his face lights up when he sees you at the airport after being apart for months on end
•Shawn stroking the inside of your thigh as you drive him home
•Him carrying you up to the bedroom the second you get inside
•"What about your luggage?“
•"I’ll unpack tomorrow”
•His lips connecting to yours the second he lays you down on the bed
•The kiss starting off slow, then increasing in passion with each second
•His warm, honey tinted eyes turning dark when you take your shirt off
•Him sparing no time in removing your bra, leaving kisses all across your chest
•The compliments he gives you after every single kiss
•"You’re so beautiful darling….so fucking beautiful"
•How quickly he takes off his shirt and pants, the large tent in his boxers clearly showing just how much he missed you
•Him taking off your pants and underwear, cutting straight to the point as he lays between your legs
•Not bothering to tease you like he normally loves to do, because god did he miss you more than anything
•The shivers that spread throughout your body when his lips attach to your core, reminding you of how good Shawn always makes you feel
•"I forgot how good you taste baby"
•The moan that leaves his lips when you say his name, because he missed hearing you moan his name repeatedly
•Him denying you of your first orgasm because he can’t wait any longer
•The groan that he releases when you stroke his rock hard length
•"Don’t tease me darling, I need you now"
•The sweet nothings he whispers into your ear as he begins slowly thrusting in and out of you
•"I love you so much baby"
•"I missed you like crazy"
•"Fuck, I missed how good you feel"
•The whimpers and faint moans that leave his lips as he gets closer to the edge
•Running your fingers through his curls and gripping them tightly as you reach your peak
•Shawn continuously asking if you’re close, because he can’t wait any longer. He’s been impatiently waiting for this day for months
•The long, tender kiss he gives you as you both ride out the waves of your orgasms, muffling each of your moans
•Him pulling you tight against his chest after you’re both finished
•The soft kiss he places on your forehead as you both begin to fall asleep
•"I missed you so much darling"

Unintentional Chapter Five: Almost

Chapter Summary: You finally start to get what you want with Jensen, until there’s an interruption. You turn to Misha for comfort.

A/N: Get ready to feel things.

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: language, oral (female receiving), smut, cheating (just like every other chapter)

Word Count: 2.2k

MASTERLIST

Originally posted by iwriteaboutdean

“Can we at least talk about this first?”

You sighed before pushing yourself up and off of Jensen and rolling onto the bed.

“Fine. Let’s talk.” you said as you pulled the covers up over you and getting comfortable; you wouldn’t be leaving this room until you slept with Jensen.

——

You scooted up against the headboard and waited for Jensen to say something. You didn’t want to talk about it. You didn’t think this was something that people talked about. But that’s what he wanted to do.

“Okay,” Jensen started, “Let’s put this in perspective.”

He moved and scooted up to the headboard next to you. You made eye contact with him as he continued.

“Worst case scenario. We sleep together, everyone finds out-” he took a deep breath before continuing- “my marriage goes down the drain, and both of our reputations are ruined.”

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Do I wanna know? (Part 1)

Originally posted by taem-inho

(A/N Someone requested a Taemin stripper fic. I hope this is somewhat what you imagined. It’s inspired by the Arctic Monkeys song ‘Do I wanna know?’ It was also getting super long so a part 2 will be coming for this. Mentions of smut, part 2 will be smut.) 

You hadn’t uttered a word to Lee Taemin since he revealed his secret, his job on the side. Just thinking about the moment he told you made you feel sick and you couldn’t control your intense jealousy.

“I’m an adult entertainer…a stripper, (Y/N).” 

 Just when you thought he was all yours, he revealed he acts so sexy not just in front of you but in a room full of horny women, gawking at him and touching him on his stunning athletic body. Though he said it like he regretted it, through embarrassed eyes and a sigh of defeat, you didn’t know what to do or how to handle the news so you began to run away, out of his apartment. 

“Jagiya, wait! I’m sorry!” 

He cried after you, grabbing hold of your hand to try and pull you back to him but you yanked your hand out of his, feeling your heart break more by the second and as you ran home, tears trickling from your already tired eyes. 


After a month, he’d given up on calling you, texting you, asking your friends to convince you to let him talk to you. Every night, it killed you to know that while you were curled up on your sofa eating ice cream, he was peeling his shirt off and moving to the beat of the music, practically ghost fucking his audience. As much as you hated yourself for it, you missed him, a lot. You missed his excited smile when you turned up at his door, the way he’d hold you almost too tightly when you watched movies together and, how mesmerising it was when his clothes dropped to the floor at the end of the night. Knowing where he worked teased your mind cruelly. Sometimes, you were tempted to go there and spy on him, even though you knew it would crush you to see other girls pouncing on him. Well, on that particular night, you just wanted one last look at the man you thought was the one. 


Already, you felt sickened by the amount of screaming girls waiting around the stage for your ex, crying out and chanting his name like he was theirs. You sighed; he wasn’t yours anymore. Thankfully, you were calmed by the alcohol in your hand. You knew you couldn’t do anything like this sober. As the lights dimmed, you inwardly braced yourself for the heart ache. Hearing his name be announced, you leaned back against the bar, wanting to stay in the darkness while you watched him perform. The lights on the stage beamed as he strutted on like a true performer, confident, oozing sex appeal. You wondered if anything he showed to you was real, or was it just him being a stripper all along. Within seconds, money was being thrown at the gorgeous man as he moved his hips to the music, biting his lip, grabbing his crotch like he owned the place. The cries from the girls watching him were almost deafening. It was a harsh blow, watching them throw money in his face like he was the object of lust. He grabbed the notes from them and ran them down his chest like it was a towel wiping up his sweat. Your feelings were in a frenzy, giving you a migraine. You couldn’t understand the feelings of anger, sadness, love and an odd sort of arousal. All you knew what that your eyes were glued to him and the way he moved. Taking another sip of your drink, he was getting more and more naked before your eyes until he was just left in extremely tight fitting black boxer shorts, showing off his large, thick package. Quietly, you groaned; you remembered that weapon very well. There was one thing that you noticed and that was, even though he got all up in women’s faces and let them touch him all over, he never touched them. You saw his face get uncomfortable when he was encouraged to touch them back, pretending he never heard the request. The thought lurked in your mind: 

‘did he still love you?’ 


You were jumped back to your surroundings by the DJ announcing that a lucky lady was going to be picked to have a special dance by Taemin and everyone was going crazy, waving their arms and screaming ‘Me! Pick me!’ Spotlights flashed around the room in a pace that made you nauseous yet your eyes followed it, wanting to know which girl was going to get close with your ex; you already felt your anger bubbling within you. Placing your glass down in defeat, you accepted that this was too much. You couldn’t bare to see anyone’s face in Taemins crotch or vice versa but just as you were about to leave, you heard Taemin’s voice through the mic. 

“Her! I choose her.” 

You didn’t have to turn around to know that he meant you; he wanted to dance for you. The bar staff were urging you to turn around and go to the stage but you kept shaking your head in embarrassment. 

Taemin must have asked his colleagues to go and get you as you were grabbed by two insanely handsome, topless men, lifted from your feet and carried to Taemin despite your pleading. There was a chair in the centre of the stage, the star of the show and you were dropped on to it, face to face with Taemin who gazed at you with starry eyes the way he always did. Once more, the lights dimmed; you were glued still, anxious of what was to come. The heavy bass, slow yet sexual music began to play and Taemin was lit up, walking seductively towards you. 

“We need to talk.” 

He uttered just loudly enough so you could hear him. You gulped, shaking your head no. 

“Yes.” 

He hissed before grabbing the chair by the legs, yanking it and you closer to him. You gasped with the sudden movement, your face at eye level with Taemins prominent bulge. Sensually, he took your hand and ran it up his glistening torso, making your heart race dangerously fast. You felt your skin heating up, your cheeks practically setting on fire. He never took his eyes off you as he thrust his hips towards your face before getting on his knees, taking your legs and powerfully forcing them apart. Your pulse refused to calm down. He grabbed your thighs and pulled you forwards, your back sliding down the chair before brushing his plump lips across your crotch, mimicking the way he’d lick your pussy painfully slow when he took you to bed. Instantly, you felt a tingling feeling in your womanhood that began to send adrenaline through your whole body. Suddenly, you were being taken off the chair and pushed on all fours, feeling Taemins erection dig in to your behind as he pretended to fuck you doggy style, his fingertips digging in to the flesh of your hips. Roughly, he grabbed your hair and pulled your head back, causing a groan to escape your mouth and wetness sink in to the fabric of your panties. 

“I’m taking you home with me tonight. We’re going to talk things out before I fuck you senseless for leaving me. Understand baby?” 

It was meant to be a question but you understood it was a statement and you had no choice but to obey. Your body wouldn’t let you do anything else but what he wanted as by this point, you were eating out of his hand, crawling back to him. 

Feeling stronger

Word count: 3350

Warning: smut

Kai works out and gets extremely ripped

When you and Kai met, he was this lanky guy with a lot of sass and sarcasm, which you obviously liked a lot. He was funny and always knew how to make you laugh and you were probably the only person that lived in Mystic Falls that he didn’t want to kill. He had found something in you that was inviting him in, wanting to learn more about you and most importantly, he wanted to make you his. He had no intentions of letting you go in any way and had always made sure you knew how much he cared about you. You loved him and you have loved his body the way it was, but then one day, he decided it was time for him to start working out and put some muscle on him to make himself stronger, as if that was neccessary. He spent most of his time at the gym, working out and when he came home, his shirt was always sweaty and everytime he pulled you in for a kiss, you felt weak at the knees, his scent of sweat mixed with shower gel intoxicating, filling up your nostrils and making you dizzy. Each time he pulled you in, his body pressed against you, your hands instantly found their way to his arms, feeling how his biceps had gotten bigger and stronger, your hands looking extremely small compared to his big arms. Each time your hand roamed down his torso, you felt his abs, feeling as if you could be able to count every single muscle in his body because of how hard they felt at your touch. Lately, he had spent more time at home, building his own little gym where he could work out and stay at home with you at the same time. You had lost count at how many times you found yourself leaning against the door frame and watched him work out, watching how every muscle in his back moved when he was doing pull ups, or how his torso flexed when he was doing sit ups. Heavy weights that you would never be able to pick up, he picked up with ease, showing how big Kai’s arms had gotten, making your breath hitch. You could spend hours watching him, the way he moved around the room, doing various exercies and not get bored. It was mesmerising and it made you feel some kind of way down there.

You had only Kai’s white shirt and panties on as you walked quietly to his gym and leaned against the door frame, placing your foot on top of your other, your fingers running through your hair. He was doing pull ups, his strong arms having no problems with lifting his entire body all the way up so his head was above the crossbar and then back down. Up. Then back down. You bit your lip at the sight of his back muscles evident, his broad shoulders looking more attractive than ever. A few drops of sweat rolled down his back, you head leaning to one side a little bit as you brough your thumb up to your mouth, biting on it slightly, trying to suppress your moan and calm your breathing, but your hearbeat gave you away.

‘Enjoying the view?’ He spoke up and jumped down, turning around as his eyes met yours for a few seconds before he picked up a towel and wiped his sweaty face, throwing it back on the chair next to him. He smiled at you and you could see that he flexed his muscles for you to see, which made your heart skip a beat, his strong body alluring, as you wanted to trace your fingers over every part of his body. He had his sweatpants on, pushed down a little bit, just enough not to show his boxer briefs, his upper half completely exposed to you, taking steps towards you until he was fully standing in front of you.

‘Always.’ You muttered, watching him smirk at your response, his hands in a second finding their way to the back of your thighs and picking you up, placing you on the medium sized couch that was placed in one corner of the room. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him closer to you, his lips capturing yours for a few seconds and then pulled away, his strong body hovering over you.

'Do you always do that?’ He asked you and smiled, his hair sticking to his forehead, a drop of sweat sliding down his strong arm. 'Stare at me.’

'I can’t help it.’ You whispered and trailed your fingers down his back, your nails brushing against his skin as he pushed his hips down to meet yours, the feeling of his bulge against your core making you moan out loud.

'I love it when you do that. It just shows how good I can make you feel without even touching you properly.’ He said abruptly, your breath hitching in your throat at his words. He was always good with words and oh how well he knew how to drive you crazy. No touching was needed. His words burned into your skin like fire, making your heart pick up its pace and your core throb from desire and from wanting him badly. You sighed heavily and brough your hand up to his hair, brushing it away from his forehead and then ran your fingers through his hair, placing your hand on the back of his neck, holding him tightly as if you were afraid that he would run away from you.

'Can you feel this?’ You grabbed his hand and brought it down between your bodies, pressing his fingers against your clothed heat, his fingers feeling the wet patch on your panties. 'This is how you make me feel, Kai. It’s all yours.’ You moaned out, your eyes never leaving his blue ones as you felt his fingers slowly brushing around your clit, but never making contact with it. He was driving you insane and your frustration has grown, but he knew exactly what he was doing. He had always been teasing you, his fingers always avoiding the spot where you wanted him the most. You jolted your hips upwards, your crotch meeting Kai’s hand, wanting much more but not even a second after, he pinned your hips back down to the couch, your body unable to move because of his grip on your hips.

'Always so greedy. You know that you’re a very greedy girl, right? Always wanting much more than what I want to offer you. It’s not fun when you get everything all at once.’ He muttered, his finger moving your panties to the side, allowing him to get a clear path to your wet heat. He ran his index and middle finger through your folds, collecting your arousal and then pushed his fingers inside you, curling them around. 'This is much more fun.’ He whispered on your ear and then pulled them out quickly, bringing them up to his lips as he licked them clean. He swiftly grabbed you by your ankles and pulled you down, your back semi laying on the couch, his fingers tugging on yor panties as he pulled down them in one swift motion, your lower half exposed to his completely. Your legs were dangling on the couch, Kai’s hands placing on your knees and spread them as much as he could. He looked down at your heat and smirked, your heartbeat getting faster with each second. He looked so sexy, sweat still evident on his body, glistening under the light and yoou couldn’t help but get more turned on. He ripped your shirt in half and threw it down on the floor before his fingers found their way to your entrance and then pushed them in a fast pace, pumping them in and out of you as fast as he could, his forehead pressed against yours as his eyes never left yours. You tried to spread your legs even more, your hips jolting upwards every few seconds, trying to match Kai’s movements but the way his fingers pumped in and out of you was faster than ever before and it was impossible to match them. You threw your head back in pleasure, feeling your orgasm slowly approaching, faster than you wanted.

'Fuck Kai, just k-keep going.’ You stuttered, barely finding the strenght to mutter out a few words. Kai’s lips parted slightly, his thumb making figure eights on your clit, feeling how your walls clenched around his fingers.

'I’m so close, Kai. Please don’t stop!’ You cried out and kissed him passionately as you felt your orgasm about to tear through your body, but suddenly Kai’s fingers disappeared from inside you, leaving you empty and frustrated because of how he left you unfinished.

'What. The. Hell?’ You stuttered, your brows furrowing at Kai, but the only thing he did was smile and flex his arms at you.

'Told you it’s more fun when I postpone exactly what you want.’ He whispered on your ear and locked his lips with yours for a few seconds before he pulled away, his lips pressed against your ear. 'I have to take a shower.’ He pulled back and walked out of the room, leaving you like that, your breathing slowly coming down, your heart beating at almost normal pace. You ran your fingers through your hair roughly and sighed heavily. You walked naked through the house and into the room you shared with Kai, the sound of water running echoing through the bathroom doors. You bit your lip because you knew exactly how Kai would look right then at that moment if you had opened the doors. Hot water cascading down his toned body, his perfectly shaped butt at full display to your eyes, while his front would be turned away from your gaze. Steam shadowed underneath the batroom doors, disappearing right when it hit the air in the bedroom exactly where you stood. You reached for another set of underwear and sat down on the bed, waiting for Kai to finish, not wanting to give up so easily. After a few moments, the sound of water running stopped, meaning that Kai has finally finished. You swallowed hard and combed your hair with your fingers, desperately trying to make it look decent. He opened the doors and your jaw almost dropped to the floor. He had a white towel wrapped around his waist, so low that you could almost see a part of his manhood, his v – line exposed to your eyes and the first thing that popped into your head was how much you wanted to trail your tongue over it, collecting every drop of water that was placed there.

'You’re here. How are you feeling?’ He asked and smirked because he already knew the answer to that question. You grunted loudly and heard a quiet chuckle from his side, his back facing you. You watched his every movement, how his musles on his right side moved when he reached out his right hand into the drawer to pick his underwear. How his arms moved when he ran his fingers through his wet hair. You accidentally moaned and then quickly covered your mouth with your hand, hoping that Kai hadn’t noticed, but deep down you knew he did. He dropped his towel down on the floor, his perfectly toned body exposed to your eyes only. A lump got stuck in your throat as you felt yourself getting wet again at the sight of Kai. He put on his boxer briefs, wiping his wet hair with a towel and then threw it down on the floor before putting on his white shirt. He groaned loudly and you couldn’t help but notice how tight that shirt was on him. That shirt that used to be almost too big for him was now showing of his every muscle.

'What the f- Great.’ He groaned again and then not even a second later, he grabbed the front of his shirt and tore it into two pieces, watching them fall down on the floor on each side where he stood. Fuck. That was the only thing that had popped into your mind and you couldn’t hold it back anymore. You got up and walked towards him, placing your hands on his back. You trailed your fingers over his bare back and then slid your hands to the side, grabbing onto his biceps and squeezed them lightly. You slowly trailed your hands around his body and slowly found your way to his stomach, feeling how hard his abs were. Kai threw his head back and as much as you thought that he would stop you, he didn’t. A small smile appeared on your face and you couldn’t stop yourself, tracing your hand down his stomach and stopping right on the obvious bulge in his briefs.

'What do you think you’re doing, sweetheart?’ He whispered.

'Just continuing where we left off.’ You trailed off and slipped your hand inside his boxers, your hand slowly stroking his manhood, feeling it getting harder under your touch. You circled around his tip with your thumb, collecting his pre – cum on your thumb. He let out a throathy groan, your hands pushing his boxers down and turning him around so his front was facing you. You knelt down in front of him, your head lined up perfectly with his hard manhood. You couldn’t keep your eyes off him, how obvious the veins on his lenght were, blood coliding through them, making your mouth watery. You pressed a gentle kiss on his tip, his hip instantly jolting forward, his hands intertwining with your hair and pulling on it slightly.

'Fuck.’ He moaned out and closed his eyes, his lips parting even more when you finally took all of him in your mouth, his tip hitting the back of your throat. You pulled back almost all the way before taking him back in, your lips oh so perfectly wrapped around him as your hands grabbed onto his hips, trying to keep him still. 'Keep going, baby.’ You bobbed your head up and down, his hips finding the perfect rhythm with your actions, meeting your mouth perfectly and hitting the back of your throat each time he pushed his hips forward. You sped up a little bit, your hands massaging his balls, while your tongue worked on his tip, getting him closer to his release with each second that passed.

'If you don’t want me to cum into your mouth, you should stop. Now.’ He moaned out, the grip on your hair still strong. You smirked at his words and kept going until you felt him twitch in your mouth, only a few seconds later, his warm liquid casading down your throat, his name escaping your mouth as you noticed his arms flexing when he reached his orgasm. You got up and Kai’s hands immediately cupping your face and pulling your in for a deep and passionate kiss, your hands grabbing onto his strong shoulders. 'You’re so fucking hot,’ He moaned out and threw you on the bed, a few seconds later, his hands ripping your underwear in a one swift motion, throwing them on the floor. He spread your legs, pinning your hips down on the bed and burried his head between your legs, licking your folds as slow as he could.

'You tasted so amazing!’ he hummed against your heat, the vibrations making you moan out loud. His tongue started massaging your clit as you felt his fingers entering you again, pumping in and out of you, curling inside you in the way that only Kai knew, making you clench your walls around him.

'Fuck, Kai- Shit.’ You cried out, his mouth feeling amazing on you like every time he did it, his fingers working perfectly on your body. You propped yourself on your elbows, watching Kai eating you out, getting your closer to your release with each second that passed. He pulled his fingers out of you and started sucking on your clit vigororusly, his name constantly slipping out of your lips, rolling perfectly of your tongue. He threw your body back on the mattress and started massaging your nipples, squeezing them, feeling them getting harder under your touch. You looked down and caught Kai already staring at you, the familiar feeling in the pit of your stomach becoming more and more evident.

'Kai, I’m so close- please- please-’ you cried out as your orgasm tore through you, your whole body shaking. You grabbed onto Kai’s hair tightly, pushing your hips up to his mouth. He pulled away and looked at you, wiping his mouth with his thumb. You sat up and wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him down on top of you, your legs wrapping your his waist.

'Please Kai. Please.’ You cried out, sounding more desperate than ever.

'What do you want, baby? Tell me.’ He whispered, his voice lower and sounding sexier than ever, his eyes a darker shade of blue, filled with lust.

'I want you to fuck me, Malachai.’ His lips parted when he hear you saying his full name, his lenght getting even harder than he already was. He smiled and without any warning he pushed himself into you with one quick move, making you scream out loud and before you knew it, he withdrew himself and then went back in at the same fast pace, knocking the air out of your lungs with each thrust. He found the perfect angle where everytime he went in, he hit your perfect spot, a loud moan escaping your mouth and making you arch your back at the feeling.

'Shit, you’re so tight. Fuck. You feel so good around me.’ His hips were relentlessly pounding into you, your breath hitching at every thrustm your heart feeling as if it would jump out of your body. You grabbed onto his strong biceps and dug your nails in them so hard that he almost started to bleed, but somehow you thought that he didn’t feel a thing because he was only focused on getting you to your third orgasm that night. He pinned your hands over your head, your walls clenching around him again as your high went through your entire body, shaking underneath Kai who hadn’t lost his pace at all and kept thrusting into you. He pulled out of you and turned you to your side, lifting your one leg up a little bit and entered you again, thrusting into you slowly. So slow that you could feel how every inch of him kept sliding inside you, the feeling intensified because of how sensitive you were. You grabbed onto the bed sheets, a single tear falling down on the pillow under you as Kai picked up its pace, going back to pounding into you, hitting you spot perfectly as you felt yourself getting closer to yet another release. You felt Kai twitch inside you, a louder moan escaping his mouth as you knew that he was almost there. You reached between your legs and started massaging your clit, while Kai’s hips met your actions perfectly and not even a few moments after, you and Kai reached your orgasm, Kai riding through both of them until you were finished. He pulled out and collapsed beside you, his breathing just as loud as yours.

'Wow.’ You muttered.

'I know.’ He replied.

'It’s a good thing that you can’t break me.’ You said, making Kai laugh, his hands wrapping around you as he pulled you in and planted a soft kiss on your lips. 'I can’t help it. I can’t get enough of you.’ He trailed off and smirked at you, you eyes falling down to his manhood and then to his lips.

'Likewise.’ He captured your lips in a passionate kiss and pulled you on his lap, his arms wrapping around your waist, both of you knowing that a long night was ahead of you.

Professor Winchester (Dean Winchester x Reader AU) Chap. 7

Professor Winchester Masterlist

Word Count: 2,353

Professor!Dean Winchester x Reader AU

Warnings: Language, smut (unprotected), fluff

A/N: ONLY TWO CHAPTERS LEFT AFTER THIS OMG 

Just as you finish up the last swipe of lipstick, you step back from your mirror, taking in your appearance. You’re supposed to be heading over to Dean’s house for you date in less than ten minutes and of course, you’re running low on time- why wouldn’t you be? It seems to be in your nature to be late to all things, no matter how much time you give yourself in advance to get ready.

Dean refused to tell you what you two are doing on your date tonight. He said he wanted to keep it a surprise, which only made figuring out what to wear more difficult. You don’t normally put too much thought into what you wear, but you wanted to make sure you looked cute today. It’s your first date with Dean; therefore, a special occasion in your eyes. So you had settled on the cutest articles of clothing you own- a skirt and a sweater, paired with ankle boots. That combined with your makeup and straightened hair, you know you look to die for.

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Drunk Sex || Mark Tuan ||

You were home all day alone because Mark had practice. He didn’t even wake you up to say goodbye in the morning because when you woke up, he wasn’t there and there was a note on his pillow. Currently, you’re sitting on the couch in comfy gym shorts, one of Mark’s shirts with socks on while your hair is in a messy bun.

“Where is he? The note said he’d be home around this time. I hope he didn’t go drinking again.” You groaned as you clicked through the tv channels. You stopped on a drama named To Be Continued. You’ve already watched the whole series but you love ASTRO too much to not watch it again.

“They are so cute oh my god I could die.” You squealed, not knowing that Mark had come through the door.

“So you want them and not me?” He slurred as he stumbled through the door. You sighed and got up to walk over to him.

“Baby you know I love you and you know that they’re just friends. And what did I say about drinking after practice.” You stated as you fixed his messy hair. Mark grabbed the collar of your shirt and pulled you closer to him. Your body was now against his as he brought his face closer to yours.

“But I bet they can’t make you scream louder than a stadium of fangirls.” He whispered as he kissed you roughly. Breaking the kiss, he pushed you back onto the couch and crawled on top of you.

“Is that my shirt?”

“M-Maybe…..why?”

“Because it looks cute on you.” He said before he attacked your neck with kisses. You felt your cheeks heat up at what he said. Mark made his way down your neck to your collar bone, finding your sweet spot making you moan.

“Mark~” You moaned as he took off your shirt and bra and started to play with your breasts. His mouth was on the right one while his hand was on the left one. He switched between them, giving them both equal attention. Mark threw off his shirt and unbuckled his belt and threw his pants somewhere in the room. Ripping your shorts and shirt off, he left you in only your panties.

“Wet already baby?” Mark hummed as he saw the wet spot on your panties. You blushed lightly and looked away. Mark slid your panties down your legs and threw them in the corner of the room. You moaned loudly as he started to lick your wet pussy.

“Ahhh……M-Mark…more…” You moaned as your hands gripped his hair. He threw off his boxers to show his hard member.

“I need you in me Mark.” You whispered.

“What did you say baby? I didn’t hear you.” He teased as he rubbed his tip against your wet womanhood.

“I……I NEED YOU INSIDE ME MARK.” You yelled as he slammed into you, sending a wave of sensation through your body. It did hurt at first but went away after a few minutes.

“F-Fuck…..so…..ngh….tight.” Mark groaned as he went faster.

“Fuck Mark…..you’re so big…..ahhh~” You moaned as he kissed your neck, leaving a hickey on your sweet spot.

After a few minutes, you felt a familiar knot form in your stomach as you knew you were close.

“M-Mark…..I’m so…..c-close~” he nodded as he was close as well. You could tell because his thrusts got sloppy and his breathing was uneven. You felt his member twitch inside you and that sent you over the edge.

“Scream my name baby~” Mark groaned as he placed your leg on his shoulder, giving him access to your g-spot.

“MARK……YES MARK……RIGHT THERE…….DONT STOP!” You screamed as he rammed into your g-spot over and over again.

“Who fucks you so good?!” Mark half yelled as he started thrusting sloppier.

“YOU DO!” You screamed as you were so close to your climax.

“What’s my name?!” Mark yelled as he came inside you.

“MARK~” you screamed as you came with him. Both of you were out of breath as Mark pulled out of you and sat next to you on the couch.

“Baby, that was great.” He panted as you laid your chest on his head and he played with your hair.

“Wait for it jagiya~” you hummed as you waited for the old lady who lives next door to scream at you. You were right.

“I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU KIDS TO KEEP IT DOWN! IN TRYING TO SLEEP!” She screamed. You sighed.

“Time to apologize.” You wrapped a blanket around your body and walked out of your apartment to the one next door where Mrs. Lee lives. You knocked on her door.

“Oh, it isn’t Mark this time. He’s such a nice boy. Nice body too.” She laughed.

“You have no idea Mrs. Lee. Anyways I wanted to apologize for the noise. It’s been a very long week for the both of us.” You apologized as you have her a small bow.

“You are forgiven. Me and my husband haven’t done it in years.” She replied as she gave her husband a glare. That turned this situation awkward and your blanket dress was falling.

“Well, I have to go back to Mark now. Good luck with your husband.” You said as you ran back to your apartment to see Mark not in the living room. You wondered where he went as you wondered into the bedroom. He was sitting on the bed, still naked, in a sexy position.

“You ready for round two baby?” He asked in a seductive voice. You felt shivers go down your spine.

“You bet.” You said as you climbed into the bed.
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a/n: this is probably the shittiest one yet. im sorry, you all might want some bleach to go with this shit. Monsta X smut is next in honor of Shine Forever that’s MY NEW FAVORITE MONSTA X SONG! anyways, sorry for scarring you for life.

Originally posted by holyfuckmark

More headcanons about Seijoh
  • Oikawa secretly hated Matsun and Makki at first bc he didn’t like sharing Iwaizumi with them
  • Matsun and Makki secretly hated Oikawa at first because they thought he was a diva. they were right, but they don’t hate him anymore
  • Watari loves to cook and always brings food for everyone for away games, because he is an actual angel
  • He once gave Kunimi a lesson but Kunimi ended up setting the oven on fire. Kunimi is not allowed in the kitchen anymore
  • Kindaichi also likes to making food but he can only bake. anything he tries to cook is either undercooked or burnt to a crisp but he makes a mean croissant
  • Matsukawa owned still owns a pair of heeleys
  • Once a pair of neon green boxers showed up in the clubroom. everyone was too embarrassed to bring them up, so they sit there. no one knows how they got there. no one has claimed them yet
  • Hanamakki cries during cheesy romcoms
  • Once Oikawa hosted a horror movie marathon to encourage ‘team bonding.’ it did not go well. in fact, it went Very Bad
  • Yahaba always has everything you could ever need with him. first aid? he’s got bandaids galore. hungry? take your pick from these twelve kinds of snacks. need to bury a body? here’s a shovel
  • He owns a fanny pack. Kyoutani made fun of it until Yahaba bought one for him and he learned how convenient it was. now they are the Fanny Pack Duo
  • Kyoutani has the biggest hands of anyone on the team. Watari has the smallest
  • Kunimi tends to lose his team jacket, so he steals whichever one his closest to him (usually Kindaichi’s)
  • The entire team grew stronger when Iwaizumi was vice captain thanks to his hardcore conditioning workouts
  • Makki thought that, thanks to the workouts, he might finally be able to beat iwaizumi at arm wrestling. he was wrong

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Confessing to Finn that you've been avoiding intimacy with him because you don't feel like you're pretty/in shape enough for him..his reaction? (I love Sins of the Father btw..excellent writing!)

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“Show me.”

You’re confused. Show him what?

“The parts about you that you don’t like about yourself.”

You freeze for a moment. You were afraid of that.

Here’s the thing: he’s not dumb or blind. Finn has been around you long enough to know the tells. The places your hands and arms go first when you’re nervous or embarrassed, as if to protect them. 

You still hesitate though. He tries again. “It’s just me, love. I would never judge you. I’ve wanted you for too long for that. And there isn’t a part of you that I don’t think is beautiful. Please…just trust me on this. Show me.”

With that, you feel your protective walls crumbling a bit. 

You remove your clothes - only fair since he’s already in his boxer briefs - and you show him everything you don’t like about yourself.

Every place you point, he places a soft, tender kiss there. And he whispers how beautiful it is, how soft, how unique. He does this to every part of you that you hate, as if paying tribute to a deity.

As your walls come crashing down soundlessly, your tears fall the same way. 

And once he dries those, he spends the rest of his time worshiping and praising you like the goddess you are.

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A/N: lmao i wrote something bc school has started and im inactive af and i dont want to lose my audience enjoy. also idk what to title this it’s so ??? drabblish 

Summary: dan sees a picture of phil he had no intention of seeing and it ruins his life in a positive way. also punk/pastel trope bc im dead inside. this isn’t meant to be a true testimony to my writing capabilities in case you realize how sloppy it is 

Words:  1722


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