camera sound

Here is a Lockheed Super Constellation on the takeoff roll, throttling up it’s four Wright R-3350 engines to produce 3250 hp each.

You’ll notice that when the propellers pass abeam the camera they will sound quite loud. This is because the propeller tips are breaking the sound barrier, giving the propeller a sharp, loud sound rather than a hum. When a propeller spins, different parts of the blade are spinning at different speeds. To clarify, the blades are rotating at the same rate (revolutions per minute), but the individual sections are experiencing different velocities. At the propeller hub (center of rotation), the relative velocity is the lowest because the distance the inner portion of the blade travels is short. But, since the blade spins at a uniform RPM, the outer portion of the blade travels a further distance (longer arc), experiencing a different relative velocity.

At full power the tips can break the sound barrier, which increases the noise and decreases propeller efficiency, but the overall power output is the highest.

lol i just thought about keith and lance watching together one of those romance drama lubos was watching and lance going: “can you believe how oblivious these two are?? they’re clearly pining after each other and all of the arguments are just an excuse to draw attention to each other, it’s so evident!!” keith: stares at the camera

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Haha the MC was about to brief about Mark debuting in 2016 and winning the best rookie awards but Mark said when he introduced himself just now, he didnt mention about NCT but that he’s a student. And that he came here for everyone to view him the same as everyone else, that is as a student.

Also he got a few cheerings from the crowd for his words and ♡♡♡♡ I’m proud of him

Nosy Rosy Big Brother

Originally posted by oldbucksicle

Summary: Dean’s hit with a strong case of curiosity. Pure, uncontrollable curiosity that leads to him finding a treasure trove of nasty little things.
Paring: Sam/Reader, Dean/Reader (kinda), Implied Sam/Reader/Dean at the end
Word Count: ~2.5K
Warnings: FILTH. At this point it’d be easier to name what’s not in this fic, but I’ll name a few that are; smut (obvy), dirty text, nudey pics, sex videos of Sam/Reader, masturbation, anal play, anal sex, vaginal sex, dirty talk, copious amounts of semen, Sam’s a big fan of creampies (both of the butt and vag variety), more masturbation, voyeurism, NSFW gifs just to really mess y'all up :)
a/n: aight don’t judge me but I only have one fic to post today bc school’s got me fucked up and has literally sucked my soul from my body. I’m still working on some of the requests you guys have sent in and other WIP’s as the mood/will to do anything but cry in a corner hits me (lol but I’m fine tho I swear) I hope you guys enjoy my contribution for Smut Appreciation Day 2017!



The first time Dean “snoops"—it’s by total accident. 

Sam had lent him his phone after Dean’s had been compromised on the hunt that they had just finished. Long story short; phone in pocket plus getting pushed into pool by werewolf equals no bueno. Dean pulled up the messaging app to shoot the hunter that been helping them out a text to let him know that everything had been squared away, but when Dean went to tap compose message, his thumb took a sharp left and ended up pulling up the messages between you and Sam. 

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Dinner

credit to original owner for gif

Genre: pure smut

Words: 2,115

summary: you looked like a full course meal – and jeon sure as hell was starving


Smiling, you looked into the mirror and admired your reflection. Your black body con dress hugged you in all the right ways and your heels gave you that extra height that you’ve always wanted, despite still being shorter than your boyfriend. Tying a diamond choker around your neck, you applied a generous amount of makeup: subtle smoky eyes, mascara, lipstick, and a dash of brown eyeliner. You looked more than beautiful, instead of going for a cute look, you unknowingly went for sexy and stunning. You weren’t ever sure if the person staring back at in the mirror was really you. Tonight, you were going out to a private celebratory dinner with the boys as a congratulations for their Billboards award. By private, you meant only the boys and you. 7 boys and 1 girl, what could possibly go wrong?

Glancing at the clock, you remembered that the boys were waiting for you downstairs. You were currently at your home, but they decided that they should go all together since it’s more convenient. You were just thankful that you didn’t have to drive and use up your gas. Checking your appearance once more, you tucked a small strand of hair out of your face, smoothed the nonexistent wrinkles on your dress, and headed down the stairs. Upon your beauteous descendant, the sound of cameras going off instantly caught your attention.

“This is going to be my new background.” V unintentionally spoke aloud.

“You know… Jungkook is to your left, right?” Jimin whispered in his ear, trying to warn him.

Eyes widening, V’s body turned stiff as his head slowly turned to face Jungkook, wincing as his eyes fell upon his cold gaze. 

“I was joking!” V tried defending himself, but it was too late.

Jungkook was possessive of you, everyone knew that. If someone were messing with you and Jungkook felt as though you were threatened, he would rush to your aid. There was a time when he almost punched Jimin because he playfully hit you, but Junkook thought it was much more. Knowing this, the boys were very cautious when Jungkook was around, but once he left, they were free to mess around with you as much as they wanted. You loved being around them, despite Jungkook being like a second mother to you. They were all so caring and fun to be around, so you enjoyed every second with them and of course, Jungkook was right besides you. He wasn’t one of those clingy boyfriends, just the ones that tend to look out for you, even when it’s unnecessary. According to him “A king should always be protective over his queen. Without a queen, there is no king.” He was a good boyfriend and you made sure he knew that by flattering him everyday. 

“Oh god, Jungkook…” You began.

“What’s wrong? Is he bothering yo-”

“You look so damn good in that suit.” you praised, smirking as you checked him out from head to toe. “All of you look very handsome tonight.”

“I think I should leave you at home.” Jungkook glared as he proposed, watching your eyes trail all over his members.

Instantly refuting, you laughed as you wrapped your arms around Jungkook, leaning in to give him a kiss, completely forgetting that you two were not the only ones in the room.

“I think we should leave both of you at home.” Namjoon scoffed, interrupting ‘the moment’.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea…” Jin said, looking at Namjoon and shaking his head.

“Let’s go already. I’m hungry.” Yoongi whined as he pouted.

Agreeing with his complaint, you all filed out the door and transferred into the car. The car ride to the extravagant restaurant was filled with off key singing and imitations of one another.

“You guys remember how Namjoon danced during Blood Sweat and Tears, right?” V mentioned, bursting into laughter as Namjoon’s cheeks heated up in embarrassment.

“I did the same choreography you guys did!” Namjoon defended.

“No, you didn’t.” All the members said in unison, causing Namjoon to sulk in his chair.

“Leave him alone, you dorks. I believe he did just fine!” you spoke up.

“Did you just call us a dork?” Hoseok playfully questioned, “You’re the youngest one here!” 

The seven men erupted in fits of laughter upon hearing this fact. It was true, you were younger, but only by a month. Jungkook was older by a month and yet although he dislikes the word ‘oppa’, he loved the way the syllable rolled off your tongue. The members would tease him about it, but he paid them no mind, only ever keeping his attention on you and only you. Once you had arrived, you all walked into the table out by on the balcony. This was your favorite kind of spot, so they made sure to book the entire area. The horizon was plastered with lovely strokes of blue and black, the moonlight contrasting your simple yet astounding makeup. But there was a problem. The servers had miscounted the chairs and you were the only one without a seat. 

“Excuse me!”, Jin called out, “We reserved a table for 8, not 7.”

The waiter’s expression instantly became apologetic as he spoke, “I’m so sorry, but we’re completely booked tonight. We don’t have any more chairs to spare.”

“That’s not our fault, you -” 

“It’s okay!” you chirped, “I’m sure we can figure something out.” 

Bowing as an apology, the waiter quickly walked away, flooding the scene.

“Do they want to see my wrath? How could they miscount?” Jin scolded.

You shook your head, slightly laughing at Jin’s remarks as you crossed your arms. “Seriously, it’s oka-”

Before you could finish your sentence, Jungkook pulled you on top of his lap and wrapped his arms around the waist. The men at the table instantly praised him for his manliness while your cheeks instantly heated up.

“Jungkook! This isn’t necessary, come o-”

“Babe, it’s fine.” Jungkook interrupted, preventing any further discussion. 

Clearly defeated, you sighed and continues to sit on his lap. Momentarily after ordering, you reached over to grab your glass of water. Upon doing so, you just so happened to roughly brush your ass on his crotch, causing him to choke on his steak.

“You better not be doing that on purpose.” Jungkook warned, releasing a low growl in your ear which sent chills down your spine.

“That was an accident.” you said before returning to drinking your water.

At first, it was unintentional, but you loved the way Jungkook got aroused. He was always teasing you in bed, so it’s not unfair to do it back, now is it? Dropping your napkin on purpose, you bent over the table to reach for it, going painfully slow as you rubbed against him. He choked back a loud moan as he gripped your thigh. 

“So that’s how you want to play, huh?” You didn’t have to look back to know that he was smirking.

You pretended to not hear him as you continued to binge on the side dishes, but the moment you felt his hands slithering under the thin fabric of your dress, you knew the night was going to be agonizingly long. Acting as if his actions had not phased you, you began to talk to Yoongi about his music.

“Is it safe to suspect a second mixtape being released soon?” you playfully asked him, putting your hand over Jungkook’s as you attempted to stop his hands from sliding into your panties. But it was too late.

Softly, yet roughly, playing with your clit, you harshly swallowed a sound of pleasure as you gripped onto his wrists, unable to stop his movements.

“I would believe so. I’m working on a new track with Jimin and it’s going very well.” Yoong said,  praising the younger one in which Jimin smiled shyly in response. 


As the men talked amongst themselves, Jungkook took this as an opportunity to slip two fingers in between your wet folds. Eyes widening, you nearly hit the table in shock. Luckily for the both of you, you were seated at the edge of the table. Not only that, the table cloth covered his hands under your dress and Jungkook’s tailored black suit prevented anyone from seeing his movements.

“Don’t you think this is a little too far?” you said, speaking loud enough for only Jungkook to hear.

“I don’t know what you mean.” He feigned innocence as he began leaving butterfly kisses down your back.

Curling his fingers, you bit your lip painfully hard as you clenched the table. Picking up the pace, his fingers pumped in and out of you, your wetness drenching his fingers whole. When your walls began to clench around his digits, he smirked and pulled his fingers out, causing you to release a small whine as your eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

“Lift your ass up a bit.” Jungkook softly demanded.

Obeying his orders, you heard the sound of his dressed pants slowly unzipping. Oozing with wetness, you could only think of the pleasure that was bound to follow.Two hand on your waist lowering you down, you gently grasped his erection between your hands, placing it at your entrance. Without any warning, Jungkook shoved you down on him, causing you to accidentally release a loud moan as he shut his eyes in pleasure and rested his head on your back, unable to look his members due to embarrassment.

“Are you okay?” Jin asked, concern washing over his defined features.

You profusely shook your head, “I bit my tongue really hard.” 

Laughing at your silliness, they continued carrying on with their conversation, completely oblivious about the scene that was playing right before they very own eyes. 

“You got to be quiet, baby. We don’t want them to find out, now do we?” Jungkook whispered into your ears as he played with your clit.

“N-No.” you whispered.

“What was that? I didn’t hear you.” Jungkook teased, clearly enjoying how you were so sexually frustrated.

“No.” you repeated more confidently, earning a sexy chuckle from him.

Slowly moving up and down, you had created enough friction to satisfy the both of you. With your hands over Jungkook’s, he continuously fondled you as he thrusted in and out. It was nearly impossible to be ‘quiet’ seeing as to how his thrusts were small, yet so powerful. His penetration had you completely filled, every movement was pure bliss. The night was ending and everyone was exhausted, clearly bloated from all they had eaten. Splitting the check evenly, the men started to rise from their seats, causing you both to halt your little performance. 

“You guys go first, I need to talk to her privately.” Jungkook said with respect, despite being balls deep in your pussy. 

Unaware of the situation, they quietly left you guys alone while closing the door as well as the balcony curtains. Conveniently enough, you sighed in relief which only lasted momentarily before Jungkook pulled out quickly as he stood up from his chair, bending you over the table. 

“You’ve been quite naughty tonight, haven’t you?” Jungkook said, rubbing his dick inbetween your folds, but refusing to put it in.

“Yes.”

“You need to be punished.”

“Please, punish me.” You begged as you put both hands on your ass, giving him a better view of your exposed body. 

Without a second thought, he thrusted into you, causing you to moan. You could be as loud as you want since everybody had left and the music was being blasted in the main room. No security cameras. No waiters. Nothing. Nothing but you and Jungkook.

Grasping your boob with one hand and the other gently on your throat, Jungkook’s thrust became more and more deep which means that your moans became louder, completely filling the air of the still night. Clenching around him, he gave you one last hard penetration as you both came simultaneously. Fortunately, you were on birth control which Jungkook highly appreciated. Standing up, you sat on the table as you faced him.

“I meant to say it earlier, but you looked amazing tonight.” Jungkook said with a cheeky smile.

“So did you.” you retorted, “but I wish I had eaten more. The food was pretty good.”

Sliding a single digit between your folds, he brought his finger up to lips, seductively licking them clean.

“I’m pretty full.” 

bitty goes to providence for the weekend and calls jack and plans out some stuff to do together and also “jack, please have flour, and eggs. sugar. BUTTER” bc last time bitty came over jack had nothing to bake with and bitty was…twitchy.

and fun fact: jack is a little shit, too.

jack is just waiting for bits to open the fridge and hes go his phone ready to snap a picture and bits doesnt look in the fridge until morning and he wants to make pancakes and he opens the fridge and its empty.

except for one tub of I Cant Believe Its Not Butter

bitty is kind of in a trance? until he hears jacks phone make a camera click sound (jack likes the click sound btw bc hes a photography nerd) and bitty looks into jacks eyes and he looks so betrayed! but jack just opens another compartment in the fridge and theres eggs and fruit and BUTTER and instantly bittys like ‘oh thank god’ but also 'jack you little shit’

after pancakes, bitty holds jacks face in his hands and says 'never again’. jack dies of his canadian moose chuckles.

bittys shocked I Cant Believe Theres No Butter face becomes jacks background on his phone.

Dialog system! This is not quite feature-complete, but I’ll wait later for more specific use cases to add what’s missing. What I have so far:

  • Dynamic placement of the camera when entering a dialog
  • Scrolling text
  • Rich text (I know this is default in unity, but you have to tweak your scrolling text, otherwise it’ll break the markup tags)
  • Shader animations (you can put materials on the text component)
  • Static cameras
  • Contextual music trigger and sound effect trigger
  • NPC animation trigger
  • Questions with branching paths
  • Dialog progression + persistence
  • Localization

And with this, I think I’ve put off doing more character animations for long enough so I’ll need to get back into it. Next up: a combat system… hopefully.

anonymous asked:

Hi! Thank you for your recs! May I ask, when you have time, could you maybe suggest me some angst/hurt-comfort fics with good/hopeful endings? Mostly in the canon universe if possible. I am a sucker for comfort stories. Thank you so much! Have a great day!

GIVE ME ALL THE COMFORT FICS! But seriously, thank you for this request! I am also a sucker for some good hurt/comfort fics… there’s many more but hopefully these hit the spot! 

Originally posted by cookiebab


Victuuri Hurt/Comfort


The Fundamentals of Caring by braveten, Explicit, 20k
One of my favourite hurt/comfort fics! Yuuri comes down with a nasty cold and Victor tries to take care of him the best that he can. Full of hilariously delusional Yuuri, caring Victor, and ALL THE FLUFF! So cute, definitely recommend!

Quadruple Flip by haganenoheichou (bondageluvr), Mature, 17k
After he injures his knee, Victor has no other option but to quit skating. Yuuri can’t know his coach is injured, though, so Victor tries to keep it a secret. A little angsty, the epitome of hurt/comfort, and a happy ending.

Of Glass and Gold by smudgesofink, Teen, 4.4k
One shot of Yuuri doubting himself and Victor’s love for him. Takes place at the end of episode 11. Victor comforts Yuuri through a panic attack, and they make it through together.

Praise Please by surveycorpsjean Explicit, 5.3k
Yuuri gets distracted by Victor’s praise on the rink and hurts his ankle. Victor knows a few ways to make him feel better. Fluff and smut. Love!

Tomorrow Morning by apollosoyuz, Gen, 1.5k
Victor is extremely hungover the day after a wild night of partying and Yuuri takes care of him. It’s fluff. Just pure, sweet, fluff and Yuuri is a tease. What more could you want?

Worthwhile by surveycorpsjean, Explicit, 6.2k
The constant cameras, sounds, comments, and people starts to affect Victor, and eventually he breaks. Yuuri helps him piece back together. Through all the heartbreak, though, there’s a happy ending. The first time I read this fic I cried… it will break your heart. Very well written.

Fall hard (on your head) by I_hate_usernames, Gen, 10k
Takes place in episode five. Instead of getting a bloody nose after attempting the triple flip, Yuuri hits his head and gets a concussion. Love confessions, delusional Yuuri, and mutual comfort. Thumbs up!

Nerve Endings by Phyona, Explicit, 33k
When Yuuri moves in with Victor in St. Petersburg, they have to work through Yuuri’s anxiety and Victor’s secretiveness to find their balance. Lots of hurt/comfort and anxiety-ridden Yuuri.

outofexits  asked:

I'm not disappointed that the album is RP and me being upset doesn't have anything to do with the boys & how hard they work but I was kind of shocked since I spent all of my money to buy this album($ extremely expensive in my country).I really would have appreciated it if bighit didn't have such an unfair marketing system that's built purely on the hype because now I legit have nothing left and as a consumer I deserved to be told certain things & just cuz I bought the album doesn't make it right

I understand how you feel, BigHit really should have clearly stated it was a repackage of WINGS rather than Supplementary Story. 

but first I think things need to be cleared up before we start accusing BigHit of things. if we take a step back, bangtan was a tiny group with a tiny fanbase with a rather tiny company with not much of a footprint in the industry. so the concepts were simpler, there were fewer albums, fewer mvs, fewer teasers, fewer trailers. as BigHit and Bangtan grew, so did their fanbase. but the fans expected a certain quality when it came to their favourite group and BigHit always delivers. 

but to be able to now have multiple M/Vs per album, long conceptual interlinking storylines, the sets and locations they have, the wardrobe, the camera/lighting/sound system, to get a better dance practice studio, to be able to provide bigger and better for the boys, and for the fans, and to be able to pay all the staff (producers, managers, stylists, etc etc etc) BigHit had to find a way to obviously make more money to continue providing fans with more elaborate works with every comeback. 

remember when they had to borrow a managers car in the  I Need U M/V because they didn’t have enough money to rent one to film with? and now, we see them having enough money to not only blow up a car! but hire 50 backup dancers! 

BigHit and BTS rely on sales of albums, fanmeets, fansigns, summer packages, seasons greetings, etc etc to be able to continue making more elaborate things for the fans. do you think they would have been able to have 7 different mini basically short film trailers to tease the new WINGS album a year ago? no, but they were able to now because of album sales.

the thing to remember is that BigHit & Bangtan are not asking you to buy every version of an album, it does not make you less of a fan if you buy only 1 or if you don’t buy a single one. but of course like anything there are those who will collect no matter what, no matter how many versions. I understand it sucks to have thought it was going to be a new album and having bought the previous versions for it to be only a repackage with a handful of new songs, but honestly this repackage doesn’t make it any less of an important album. epilogue was a repackage and in all honesty that repackage with those 3 new songs really helped bangtan further their success. this is a business so at the end of the day, yes they want the money and they will figure out ways of doing so, but also, you have to remember it is not done selfishly and for only gain for the company, but as a gain to put back into the boys, the boys success, and the fans invested interest of the group, as well as being able to find new fans by attracting them with their highly produced and detailed M/Vs

but I also kinda want to say that as much as BigHit should have labeled it a repackage, it was also very obvious that it was going to be a repackage because it was the continuation of WINGS. it was the ‘S’ we were missing, and I highly doubt they would have released a full new album for part of another album. there are many ways to look at it, but I think it’s important to understand why, as a company, BigHit is doing it this way

Taehyung - Obey Tae

Originally posted by jjks


Fluff/angst/kinky/punishment

Just a hardcore smut

Word Count: 4.1k

Taehyung x Reader

I was sitting with my boyfriend Taehyung, my feet facing him and his feet facing me on a couch. He couldn’t see what I was doing on my phone, so I decided to tease him. I was going to take pictures of him on snapchat and save them, he will get so annoyed. Then when I feel like I’ve got enough, I’ll send them all to him.

I smirk at my idea. I open up snapchat and start. I take one picture, and he glances at me but looks back at the T.V. I save the picture and go back to my camera to take another one. The camera sound went off and he looked at me, puzzled.

“Jagi?” He asked.

I hold in my laugh as much as I can. “Yes?”

“Are you taking pictures of me.?”

I rapidly shake my head. “I’m taking screenshots for this thing me and my friend are doing.”

Somehow, he believed in my awfully thought up lie and turned his head back to the T.V once again. What can I say, he is Taehyung, of course he believed my lie. I take about 5 more pictures, and I’m satisfied with all of them. Even the last one, I got a funny one of him yawning with his mouth wide open and nose scrunching up. It was funny but cute.

I send one and Tae see’s his phone go off. He see’s my saved username he put in for me, ‘Cute.kitten’, and glared at me. I smirk and send one after the other,his phone going off everytime one had been sent to him. Once I was done, I innocently put my phone on the table next to me, and watch T.V with an innocent but yet evil smirk.

Tae starts to tap multiple times on his phone. I hold in my laughs as his face turns a light pink and his eyes got huge as he looked at the sneaky pictures I’ve took of him.

“Jagi?” He asks, this time in a more soft, dainty voice.

“mmhmm?” I hum in response, not trusting my wiggly voice to answer him.

He puts his phone away and slowly crawls on top of me, not keeping his eyes off me. He seemed sinister and serious, but also like he wanted to just smile. He was now on top of me. “Did you lie to me?”

A chuckle slips through my lips but i manage to hold the rest of my laugh in. “I don’t know what you are talking about tae.” I lie once again, but of course he doesn’t fall for it this time.

His hands crept down to my side. “maybe I should teach you a lesson for lying to me.” He looked dead serious. He bit his lips.

Was he really about to do what I think he is about to do?

I suddenly felt a funny feeling in my sides, causing me to die of laughter. I hear his deep, squeaky chuckles as he starts to tickle me. I crack my eyes open, not being able to open them any farther from my laughter. His rectangle smile showing off all his set of teeth, didn’t help me control my laughter at all.

We start to laugh so hard that we both fell off the couch. His hat fell off his head, causing his brown hair to fly free. He tried to proceed with tickling me, but he was laughing so hard he had to stop. He rolled off of me onto his back, laying next to me. He grabs his stomach as our laughs die down.

We end up in silence, staring at the ceiling.

He turns to me. “Have you learned your lesson?” He asked me, putting back on his baseball cap, backwards like before.

I grab my phone and open up snapchat once again. I take a picture of him again. “Does that answer your question.” I smirk.

His expression darkens, making him look as evil as can be. He quickly gets back on top of me. He pins my wrist down against the ground, making me drop my phone and giving me a quick, sharp pain in my wrist.

“Oww Tae!” I whine. “Let go of me!”

I giggle as I try to escape, but he kept a very serious straight face. He didn’t crack one smirk, His eyes looking deep into mine. My smile slowly fades away.

“Didn’t I teach you a lesson already? Didn’t I tell you to not take pictures of me?” He asks me. I slowly nod. I didn’t know he was serious.

“Apparently, you don’t care about what I tell you.” He whispered in my ear. I shiver from his breath.

He comes back up from my ear and starts to kiss me roughly. I don’t kiss back for a split second because I was caught by surprise, but I quickly respond with the movement of his lips.

He grabs my hips and lifts them up slightly to apply pressure to his pelvic area. I felt his hard on against me. I move my lips slightly and moan quietly in the kiss. His teeth tug lightly on my bottom lip and pulls away.

“Don’t make a sound, (Y/N).” He commands. “If I hear a moan, or any sound come from that pretty little mouth of yours, I’ll punish you even more.”

I nod immediately. He goes down and presses his lips against my neck, then starts to lick up from my collarbone to my jawline, leaving a slick, wet path. I bite my lip hard, trying to hold in my moans. He could do anything to me, knowing how rough, how mean, how serious he can get. Not that it’s a bad thing, I absolutely love his rough side. But it’s very challenging to obey his rules when he’s dom and wants me to be more obedient. Knowing how much I get turned on by how sexy he is.

It got really hard when I started to nibble and bite down on my skin. A quiet, but audible moan accidentally slipped out of my lips. I look at Tae worried, who was already looking at me.

“What was that?” He asked me. I just keep looking down at him, not responding at all. He picks me up bridal style and takes me to my room.

He gently tosses me on the bed and closes my door. “Guess you really want a punishment, huh?” He cracks. He gets on top of me and starts kissing my neck again. He slowly moves his hand down until they were in my pants and underwear.

“Mmm, you’re very wet.” He slides his hand inside my pants and inserts a long, finger into my wet core. I was about to let out a small moan until he cut me off with his lips.

He starts to thrust slowly into me with his finger. I shut my eyes tightly, not letting any sounds slip from my mouth. He continues to go slow, which he knows I’m not a fan of going slow.

I start to wind my hips on his finger, but he quickly pulls his finger away. “Don’t move, keep still. This is your punishment from me. You aren’t gonna make one sound either, okay?” His voice was so deep and husky. I nod my head.

He slides his shirt off right over me. His cap came off with his shirt as well, making his hair sexily messy. His toned, perfectly tanned chest exposing clearly in my sight. I bite my lip in amusement. I couldn’t take my eyes off him at all.

“Take off your shirt.” He licked his lips. I replied and slid my shirt up and over my head. I tossed it to the side and look back at Tae. I was wearing a black sports bra along with matching black panties. I could see the lust in his eyes as he looked my body up and down.

He dipped down and started to lightly kiss my stomach, and as time went by the kisses got sloppier. I manage to hold in my sounds, but it’s only getting harder and harder. His kisses went lower and lower and he starts to pull my pants and underwear off, exposing the cold air to my wet heat.

I tremble from the cold sensation. My pants are finally off. “So fucking pretty, too bad you don’t know how to obey me, and that I have to beat it into you by pounding into your pretty pussy.” I feel his hot breath against my core. His stern, deep voice didn’t make anything better, except the fact that I was getting more and more impossibly wet.

He knows what he’s doing, talking into my impatient core. It was all clearly part of the punishment. Basically to tease me until I’m on the edge. His tongue, after what feels like a lifetime, is finally pressed against my pussy, flicking his tongue on my throbbing clit.

I gasp for air as he digs his tongue inside of me. I bite my lip extra hard, surprised that I didn’t draw blood. His warm tongue swirling inside me, coating my walls with his saliva. My moans grow louder and louder as his tongue wiggles inside my hole, his thumb rubbing against my clit making the moment more intense.

His thumb sped up on my throbbing nub, rushing my climax. I arch my back, trying to gasp for air as my body tenses up. The feeling of his wet tongue inside of my core, just begging for relief, was almost unbearable.

“I-I’m coming Tae. I-i’m-ah.” I moaned very loud, practically screaming, but before I could reach that point he pulls away, leaving my orgasm hanging. I let out a long whine.

“Don’t tease T-Tae.” I beg.

He raises his eyebrow. “You didn’t obey me, so why should I obey you?”

I keep quiet as he unbuckles his belt. I have nothing to do but watch him, his long, slim fingers undoing the gold buckle of his Gucci belt, my heat getting wetter and wetter. He unzipped his pants and pulled them down along with his boxers. His hard member released and bounced off of his stomach.

It was throbbing, the veins clear in sight. He sits on the edge of the bed. “On your knees.” He firmly told me.

His firm, deep, serious voice caused me to obey him immediately without hesitation and without making a sound. I got on my knees as he sat back and supported himself with his hands.

I grabbed the shaft of his penis in my small hand, licking the precum that was oozing out his slit. I put his red head in my mouth, and take it out with a pop. I go back to running my tongue over the slit.

“Don’t tease me kitten, I don’t think you want to be punished anymore, right?”

I nod, not taking my mouth off of him, I take the head, then go a little bit farther down to the middle of his shaft and stop there, letting my throat relax around his cock.

I heard moans coming from Tae as I bob my head down on his hard member.

“Take it deeper kitten.” He moans, pushing my head down so all of him was in my throat.

I gag once, but I relax my throat around him once again. I swirl my tongue around to make sure to get my saliva all over him.

His moans get louder and he starts to thrust hard into my throat, making me gag more and more. He wasn’t giving me a chance to get used to it or to relax.

He continues to fuck my face, making spit splash to my lips, chin and face, as well as his lower stomach. He stands up and places both hands on the back of my head to keep it in place so he can thrust faster into my throat. At this point, tears were rolling down my cheeks from being choked out by him.

“Fuck-kitten!” He grunts in between pants. He grits his teeth.

“Fuckkkkkk” He let’s out a long groan as he presses down into my throat and keeps his member inside of me for what felt like and hour. It was really only for like ten seconds or so. I felt his tip poking the back of my throat. I was bound to pull away, but he stopped me still keeping my head in place. “Stay still k-kitten.”

He started twitching inside my mouth but quickly released my head and pulled back, plopping onto the bed before he could release the white substance. I fall back on my butt, grasping for air as well as Tae.

We were both breathless. Beads of sweat forming and dripping on each others bodies. After about two minutes

“I still gotta fuck you.” He reminds me, like choking me out wasn’t punishment enough. “Your punishment isn’t even close to over.”

He grabs my arm and puts me on the bed on my knees and forearms. I arch my back so my butt was in the air.

He places his hands firmly on my hips and quickly slides his head in and out of me, teasing. I gasp every time I feel his hard tip slide into me wet heat.

He pounds into me hard, then pulls out again. I screech. “No noise.” He reminds me.

He finally slowly pushes his whole member into me, and thrusts. His thrusts got harder and faster every time. His big hands slapping my ass occasionally.

He starts to pound into me hard, the sound of his groans and our sweaty, hot skin slapping together. A soft groan leaves my mouth, and he stops. He pulls out.

“You wanna keep making noises, kitten?” He slaps my butt, making me go flat on the bed. A shake my head no to reply. “Huh?”

“Lay on your back.” He tells me. I comply and quickly flip onto my back, spreading my legs wide.

“So now you wanna be a good kitty, don’t you?” He growls in my ear. He was laying next to me, his hand in between my legs and middle finger placing the slightest amount of pressure on my pink bud. It just wasn’t enough, I wanted more, but if I moved I only know that it would get worse. Taehyung is capable of become my worst nightmare in bed, he could tease me for hours on end. “You’re gonna have to do a lot more for me to reward you with what you want.”

My breathing was shaking- holding in my moans felt like mission impossible when his warm finger swirled small circles around my clit, still applying a bit of pressure. He was teasing me so much, that although it was pleasurable, it hurt. It was torture.

Straight torture.

And he knew it was. He enjoyed punishing me when not doing what he says when he says it. He liked seeing me beg with my eyes while he teased me when he tells me not to make noises, and I like it too, he was so hot when he was dominant.

Without warning, 3 fingers push deep inside of me. I jump back and scream in return. I screamed so loud, I was bound to be pounded 60 feet deep into the ground by him. My punishment wasn’t even over, now it’s gonna be even worse and longer.

His eyes widen at me, surprised at my sudden outburst. Without one sound, Tae took his fingers out, and a whimper almost slipped out of my mouth from the sudden feel of emptiness. He gets up from the bed, leaving the warm spot next to me empty. As he walks towards the door, he puts his index finger up, silently telling me to 'hold on’.

I don’t reply and I watch him leave and close the door. I look down at my body impatiently. This never happened before, and I’m really eager and turned on to see what happens. But I’m also scared, now I know this is really gonna be torture.

The door opens and Tae enters, a long, black, cloth in his hand. He walks over to me with a stare that could kill, and wraps the cloth around my eyes 2 times, and ties it in the back, tight. I don’t see anything but black.

I have enough trust in Tae to not cross the line. He knows when he is going to far or not and right now, is just one of his many kinks. Dominance.

I hear him leave the room again and shuffling goes on outside the room. A minute later he is back in the room and I here clinking, like metal banging together. He pulls my wrist up and I immediately know what he is doing.

I feel the cold metal against the skin on my wrist, and he clamps the hand cuffs together. He does the same with the wrist. He then attaches them to the headboard of my bed, and my arms are left up in the air.

Another cloth is out in my mouth balled up, probably my underwear. He lays down in the same position as last time, I can tell by the way the bed sinks in on one side of me. His fingers land on my wet heat again and rub and and down my folds.

“Don’t try me no more kitten, I know you didn’t want this, but you wouldn’t of gotten it if you listened.” His tone was so serious and husky.

3 fingers enter again like deja vu, except this time I held in every noise that I would rather come out.

“That’s better kitten, good girl.” He praises, his fingers on his free hand come up to my hair and comb through it gently, as his fingers curve up against my G-spot. He pulls his fingers out of me, and I bite down on my underwear. They probably have holes in them now from how hard I’m biting down.

His fingers insert again, and he repeats what he did before: Insert, curve, pull out. He knows he is only making it harder for me.

“You’re so wet, my fingers slide right in side you.” He whispers, and places a wet kiss on my neck. “But you are so tight too, so fucking confusing. But I love it.”

I feel an evil grin grow on his lips against my neck, and his fingers finally don’t leave my heat. His fingers wiggle up and down, repeatedly hitting my g-spot. My body starts to tremble. I’m so sweaty and turned on I don’t even know how much more I can take til I burst.

His fingers move faster, and I’m sure I’m gonna explode from him. He’s been teasing me so much non stop. I almost came too times from him but I made a noise and he didn’t let me. I can’t touch him or anything.

He moves from his spot and quickly replaces his fingers with his dick, going at the same pace as his fingers. His thumb on one hand putting pressure on my clit, another hand taking my blindfold and the underwear in my mouth. Then moving his big veiny hand to wrap around my neck.

He knows when I’m about to come. He can tell by my facial expression, body language, etc.

“You can moan now baby.” He tells me. “Let me here you come, moan loudly. Let the neighbors know you’re coming.”

my whole body tenses up, but I let out my loud screams as much as I can once those words came out of his mouth. My walls tighten around him, I can feel him pulsating inside me. I let myself go all over him, my body almost giving out.

“Fuck, Taehyung! Ah-” I practically scream. I’m so sweaty and I’m sure my face is red from the slight lack of air I’m getting and from how hard I’m yelling, but I don’t care at this point. My whole body is pulsing and my orgasm has worn out pretty much. But that doesn’t mean Tae is done.

“I’m cumming Kitten.” He growls and presses into me hard. “I’m gonna cum so hard all over your face.”

He pulls out and pumps himself fast and I already know what to do. I quickly move under him on my knees and he let’s out his white seed all over my face, dripping onto my chest. Some got in my hair as well, but neither of us worry about it. The white substance became a puddle in my mouth the more his aim is there.

“Ahh- K-kitten.” He groans through gritted teeth, as he pumps himself hard with a tight grip, trying to get every last drop out. Sweat was dripping down his face, and it had to be one of the most hottest things I’ve seen in my life.

His hands let go of his member, and it slowly becomes softer as time passes. He looks down at me.

“Swallow.” He says, his breath overtaking his voice, almost making it inaudible.

I close my mouth and swallow all that’s in my mouth, not breaking eye contact with him. I lick my lips and use my thumb to push what’s around my lips into my mouth.

“Fuck, such a slutty kitten.” He shakes his head with a smirk, as if he can’t believe you. “So dirty.”

He pulls me up by lightly squeezing my chin with his index finger and thumb, causing me to have fishy lips. He plants a soft, long kiss on them, taking time to taste himself in my mouth.

He pulls away and walks over to the bathroom. He comes out with one small wet rag, a towel, and another towel wrapped around his waist. The way the sweat still left over his tan, firm chest glistened was just perfect.

He cleans off the white substance off my face and chest. He throws the rag in the dirty hamper, and wraps me in the other towel he had.

“Follow me.” He told me with a cute smile, he was a completely different person now.

We went back into the bathroom and he turned on the water, putting his hand under it to test the temperature.

“Is this fine?” He asked, preferring to the water temp. I walk over to the water and put my hand under it.

“A little warmer.” I smile at him. He nods and turns the nob to make the water warm. He looks back at me with wide eyes, and I place my hand under the water again. I nod at him. “Just right.”

He smiles widely and turns the shower head on. “Can you shower with me?” I ask him.

He looks at me, and shrugs. “Sure.”

We both take our towel off and let them fall to the floor. This wasn’t going to turn into anything else then a nice shower, we’re too tired and worn out to do it again.





We finish our shower and Tae turns the water off. We both step out of the shower and wrap in our towels. We make our way back to the bedroom.

“Y/n?” He calls for me. I turn around. I already had my bra and underwear on, and he already had his boxers on. “Can we wear our matching onesies?”

I chuckle at him. This kid is ridiculous. I nod, “Yes Tae, we can wear them.”

We reach in our drawer and Tae pulls out a yellow chicken onesie. I pull out a purple chicken onesie. We both step into our onesie and zip them up, throwing the hood on with the chicken beak and eyes. We look at each other and laugh.

“You’re so cute!” He compliments.

“You are too.”

We walk over to my bed and lay down. Tae takes the T.V remote and switches to Netflix. “What you wanna watch.” He asks me.

I shrug. “Anything.”

He turns on a comedy movie and throws his arm around me. I cuddle into his should and he kisses me on the forehead. “I love you, Y/n”

I look up at him. “I love you too Tae.”


This was not supposed to turn out this kinky lol. 50 SHadEs oF tAe! I’m thinking about making “Obey Tae” a series. Maybe change the title, it depends. What do you think? Should I make this a series?

Request are still open and Thank you for reading and enjoying my stories!

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disclaimer

Excerpt: The first time Dan brings up posture, Phil is hunched over his laptop and feels rather as if he’s been caught in the act.

This was written for @pinofs and the @pinofsappreciation project! Happy early birthay, Nikki :D <3

Beta: Laney

Word count: 3.7k

Warnings: excessive use of innuendo, smut

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