can you like stop biting your lip

How To Become A God For Beginners

Make a mosiac of those bedraggled bones, swallow cloudfulls of sky and roast stars on

open fires. Kiss like the whole world’s fate depends on the friction of your lips. Shake

hands with the dead-eyed ghost in the mirror, tell her you’re sorry, tell her you’re trying. Tell

her that some days are sparks of nothings, how some are droughts and others torrential. Sever

all ties with boys who bloom like bad dreams and stop biting your nails. Don’t waste your time

on wasps with katanas for teeth. See how long you can hold your breath underwater. Let the

light slurp up your rose-flaked skin. Take the small risk of stepping outside. Remember, there

are no comfort zones, to a God, everywhere is no man’s land, a warren to walk free. Apologize,

no being is perfect, and immortality often comes at the price of one’s soul. Take the night

by its stuttering reigns, zip its mouth shut. The darkness is a mere blot on your shirt, and your

shirt needs a good wash. Rekindle the hopes you’d thought you’d lost, Gods never give up.

Watch the world with fresh eyes, in you flow a million veins, in you stutter a million heartbeats,

so many churches to fill. Don’t pick at your scars, eat them. Now that you’ve ingested them,

they’re harmless. They’re trapped. Color your hair and give your body the gift of sleep. Hold

your own hand, hug a tree. You don’t have to scale the side of a mountain or hold the weight

of Atlantis to make a difference, to leave a mark. Remember that the best stories come from

drowned cities. Remember you’re a kingpin with wings handcrafted by angels. Remember

that the moon withers with you, that a firefly goes out everytime you drop your hurting head.

Remember the tides look to you for their lovesick cues, that the desert found a safe

place to sleep in you. Remember that, when you’re a God, the morning always comes.

Taehyung CHOKER Appreciation Ft. HOTCUTENESS

Taehyung in chokers will be the death of me like look at all of these pics

I don’t know if these two pics are the same but Imma upload it anyways since it’s KIM TAEHYUNG

Taehyung in the run era though….

Like can he not stick out his tongue…

Well I cannot blame him… for being cute

OKaay I guess Tae just decided to do stick out his tongue and wreck my hearteu

OKay I’m done with this… I cannot contain my feels

Taehyung stop being cute, you’re gonna make me melt with your cuteness.. LIKE STOP

How the fuck did he change that cute ass smile into a freaking sexy smile??

Tae stop with that lip bite

Ahh~ Kim Taehyung so beautiful 

I know that these last pics arent him wearing chokers but just look how freaking hot and handsome he is… am I right?

I seriously don’t know why he can change into two different person.. 

V becomes Taehyung like is he same person?


I’m too obsessed with Taehyung but who wouldnt be anyways lol, Kim TAEHYUNG is too handsome and i’m telling you guys once again… KIM TAEHYUNG IS TOOOO HANDSOME 

How They React To You Jerking Them Off Under a Table in Public (GOT7)

Requested by a lovely anon <3

*Don’t own the gif/s yo*

Author: Vita

JB: Would be one of the calmest about it. Once he feels your hand getting to work, he’d give you a questioning look or warning glare but he wouldn’t necessarily stop you..and when you don’t stop he’ll be trying not to blush. Well getting him off he’d totally turn cocky and not look at you but he would bite his lip- likely without realizing it- and then you know he’s enjoying it ;)

JINYOUNG: knowing how proper he can be, you might have trouble getting started because of him objecting (him grabbing your hand) but he can’t resist forever when you know him and what drives him crazy so you’ll win him over and skip foreplay as it took so damn long to even get in his pants. While pleasuring him, he won’t be able to eat as he’ll be too busy worrying about getting caught and trying to keep a straight face.

YOUNGJAE: The poor unsuspecting babe, it would take him a little longer to even notice your hand but when he does he’ll be pretty confused as to what he’s supposed to do. ‘Does he stop you? He doesn’t really want to. What if you get caught?’ etc. He’ll be too busy internally freaking out, that by the time he comes back down to earth you’ll already have him in the palm of your hand (quite literally). While you do your thing he’ll be struggling pretty hard to keep his voice in, likely failing.

JACKSON: This extra-ass would use all of his self control to not make a big deal of it when he first notices your hand. Though his brain eventually catches up and a smirk will appear on his face while the others ask why he’s so quiet which he would have some suggestive response to (that cause you to panic about getting caught) oh and expect a lot of sexy side glances.

MARK: Most likely to be calm about it on the outside (but actually hyped AF). Once he realizes what you’re doing he might have a hard time not giggling/smiling but after getting into it, it’d be a switch from 0 to 100 real quick. Sexy Californian activated.

BAMBAM: We all know how this boy can be, so honestly he most likely did it to you first or started it, maybe even being a regular thing between you two. During your ministrations it’ll totally boost his ego and he’ll like to test his luck by doing suggestive things, maybe make a game/competition out of it. Whether you get caught is up to luck- or experience by now.

YUGYEOM:  This skyscraper acts all sexy but we all know that when it comes down to it, he’s still a baby, so his shyness might cause him to stop you. But when he doesn’t, that’s when his sexiness will be of great use. The intensity of being in public would make him more serious resulting in you becoming more determined to make him crack. Though in the end he still is our precious maknae so if you get too into it then he’ll 100% crack and have to shove food in his mouth to not give away what you’re up to.


Prompt Request #31 - Theo Raeken

Requested by Anon

Theo Raeken x Reader

78. “Someone’s horny” 
22. “Feisty. I like that”
10.“Stop doing that it’s turning me on”

You’ve gotten clear orders from Scott to approach Theo during school time, since he can’t hurt physically hurt you in public, in front of witnesses. 

When you got around the corner towards the chemistry classroom you suddenly stopped in your path. You saw Theo sitting down by a desk at the end of the classroom and he was actually studying. 

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Dating Ethan Dolan would include...

↝ cuddling while playing video games

↝ anytime you win he says you cheated

↝ late night texts and adventures

↝ being best friends with his sister, cameron

↝ random compliments

↝ long hugs

↝ shoulder kisses

↝ random presents

↝ if you give him attitude, he’ll grab you and carry you over his shoulder

↝ him serenading you whenever you get mad or sad

↝ even though he’s a terrible singer

↝ going to the beach at night and just laying there together

↝ him playing with your hair until you fall asleep

↝ him making circles on your hand when your fingers are intertwined

↝ whenever you two are laying down and he has his shirt off, you draw patterns on his chest and trace his features…

↝ when you stop he pulls your hand back so you can keep going

↝ him whispering sweet nothings in your ear

↝ him biting your ear lobe randomly

↝ him biting your lip when you guys are making out

↝ him placing his hand on your thigh when he’s driving

↝ you getting to choose the color of his hair dye

↝ him loving you in his clothes

not requested but hope you liked it :)


A/N: Okay my loves. Here’s a sneak peek of what’s coming. feedback is greatly encouraged!

“I have a kid,“ the words are out of your mouth before you can stop them and after they’re spoken, you bite your lips into your mouth and wait for the inevitable rejection. You’ve not been on more than a handful of dates with Harry, but if experience has taught you anything, it’s that men aren’t generally accepting of the fact that you have more responsibilities than most your age and it’s better to let them know sooner rather than later. When Harry nods and pushes his eyebrows together, absorbing the declaration, you continue.
“Her name is Violet, she’s four, and she’s the love of my life. I know it’s a lot and I understand if you –“ Harry shakes his head, interrupting your babbling.
“What about her dad?” Is all he says and it’s your turn to shake your head.
“Not in the picture.” You shrug. “Didn’t want to be.” Harry’s scowl hardens at that, as if the concept of someone not wanting you in their life is too difficult for him to comprehend.
“And look, I know we aren’t that serious, and we haven’t had ‘the talk’ about what we are and where were heading, but I just thought you should know what you’re getting yourself into.”
Harry clears his throat and his expression clears, seeming to have come to a resolution to some internal question. “Didn’t think we need to have ‘the talk’… do we? I mean, I like you, you like me,” he shrugs. “M’not seein’ anyone else.”
“Well neither am I,” you bite back a smile and he grins. “So. Violet. She’s four?” You nod.
“Yeah. I have a picture,” you hold up your phone for him to see. It’s a picture of you and your daughter, with her toddler arms wrapped tightly around your neck and her crazy bedhead sticking up all over the place. She’s giving a wide, cheesy, eyes closed grin and you’re kissing her cheek. Harry chuckles at the silly picture and looks back to you, the grin still on his face.
“She’s beautiful, love. Like her mum.” It’s your turn to grin as you feel your cheeks warm.
“Thank you,” you say, hoping he gets that you’re thanking him for more than just the compliment. Harry nods and takes your hand, playing with your fingers on the table.
“D’like to meet her one day,” he says, studying how your fingers move under his. He peeks up at you out of the corner of his eye and straightens when he sees your expression. It isn’t that you don’t want to introduce them – in fact you’d love to see them interact – but it worries you. You want to make sure Violet is around people who will stay around, people who are stable and serious about being in her life and with whom she is comfortable. This thing with Harry is just too new to allow it right now and you’re not sure how to go about telling him that without risking what you have.
“S’wrong?” Harry asks with a squeeze to your fingers.
“Nothing,” you smile. “Yeah, someday,” you end up agreeing. “I think maybe this is too… new, right now.”
“S’why I said ‘one day’, innit? I can’t imagine you go introducing her to every guy you date.” He shrugs. “Wouldn’t be fair to anyone.”
“I know, I just didn’t know how to talk to you about it, I guess. But I’m glad you get it.” Harry picks up your hand and kisses the back of it before catching the waiters eye so he can get the check.
When you arrive home, Violet is tucked in bed and Audrey, your babysitter, is sitting at the kitchen table. She’s got her laptop set up and a cup of tea beside her, completely absorbed in whatever it is she’s doing. She doesn’t even notice when you walk in and jumps a bit when you greet her.
“Hey,” you chuckle at the way she starts. “How was tonight? Did she go down okay?”
“It was good, and yeah, she went down right away,” Audrey smiles. “We had tea parties and grilled cheeses and made a pillow fort.” You laugh at that last one. It’s Violet’s newest phase. Last month it was dinosaurs, this month it’s pillow forts; bonus points for when you string up fairy lights.
“Thank you so much, Audrey,” you tell her as she packs up.
“No problem. Vi is one of the better kids I sit for.” She smiles as she takes the money in your outstretched hand. “Did you have fun on your date?” Audrey asks. She doesn’t know who you’ve been dating, only that you’ve been out several times, but she asks this every time. She’s a hopeless romantic, you can tell, even though she’s barely fifteen.
“I did,” you smile. “Thank you.” She slings her backpack over one shoulder and heads for the door, before turning to face you suddenly.
“You’re really nice,” Audrey says suddenly. “And you’re a good mom, I’ve seen you with Vi; you don’t pawn her off on me because it’s convenient. You deserve to be happy.”
“Thank you, Audrey,” you say genuinely. She’s a good kid, even if she is a tad dramatic. “I appreciate that.” Audrey smiles and waves before twisting the door handle and slipping through the open crack and closing it behind her. She lives two doors down and you peek through your window to make sure she gets in alright.
Sighing, you kick off your heels and stretch your feet, walking into your bedroom. You unclasp your necklace and bracelet, laying them on your dresser before changing into your pajamas and tying your hair up into a bun. Violet’s room is separated from yours by a linen closet, and when you sneak a peek into her room, you can see her tiny body sprawled out on her bed. She’s always been a restless sleeper, often kicking her legs and tossing and turning. Once you’d even found her head at the opposite side of the bed and her blankets halfway on the floor. Her nightlight is on and casting starts up on her ceiling and walls and her bedtime music plays softly from the speakers on her dresser. Her monkey is cuddled close to her body and half under it and her feet are hanging off the side of the mattress. As quietly as you can, you creep into her room to tuck her toes back under the covers. You kiss the unruly head of hair she has and tiptoe out of the room so as not to wake her.
In the kitchen, you find your favorite bottle of wine and pour yourself a glass. Taking a sip, you reflect on your night with Harry. He had been so understanding about your situation, it makes you wonder if he really meant what he’d said about wanting to meet her one day and if you could really allow it. It would be a total lifestyle change for him, and you, and Vi. You’re not used to depending on anyone and the idea of having someone to share both the struggles and the joys of parenthood with is both frightening and intriguing. Not that you’re expecting Harry to be Violet’s dad, but if you were being honest, you’d like a partner and Harry, although young, is mature and kind and you can see him staying in yours and Violet’s life. He would fit.
These thoughts are running around in your head in circles when your phone chimes with a text from Harry.
H: hi x
Y: hello there
Your phone lights up then, Harry’s name flashing across the screen. You hit the green ‘accept’ button and press the phone to your ear.
“Hi,” you greet.
“Hi,” you can hear the smile in his voice and it makes your lips involuntarily twitch.
“Listen, about tonight,” he starts. Your stomach drops and a cold pit replaces it. Maybe you were wrong? Maybe he didn’t take it as well as you thought. “I jus’ wanted to make sure I didn’t scare you with talking about meeting Violet.” He explains. “I want to meet her ‘cause she’s yours, but I don’t want t’push anythin’.” You let out a breath as quietly as you can in relief.
“You aren’t pushing anything. I want you guys to meet, I just need some time to make sure it’s right for both of you.” You imagine he’s nodding and running a hand through his hair. “Things with her dad didn’t end so well, and since then, I’ve not really had anything serious,” you shrug. “She hasn’t ever met a man I’ve dated and I don’t want to confuse her or have someone in her life that isn’t going to stay there. And I think it’s something you need to think about as well, if it’s something you’re ready to deal with and be around all the time.”
“S’that mean we’re serious?” He asks it quietly, and you wish you could see his face so you’d be able to read his expression.
“Well…” you stall. “I’m not seeing anyone else, neither are you. I don’t know.” You admit. “I don’t really think it’s just up to me.”
“Fair point,” he allows. “Let’s go out again this weekend and talk about it, yeah?”
“Sure,” you agree. This will give you both a few days to let the news sink in and let you wrap your heads around the shift in the situation.

xxcatxgalxx  asked:

Hi, I was wondering if you could do shirk with his s/o when they have just finished being a Galra prisoner and use the fight simulator so they don't have to sleep. Shiro's just worried for his sweet hearts well being.

You wrapped a piece of gauze around your forearm, wincing as the rough material covered the large scrape brought upon you arm by the training program. 

“You need to stop.” 

“You’re sounding like that meme.” You said without looking up at Shiro.

Shiro snorted and sat down next to you, “I’m being serious. Your body can’t handle this all the time.”

“Says who? I handled it-I handled it fine for a while. And in worse situations.” You said, biting your lip when Shiro sucked in a sharp breath. 

“It’s different and you know it.” Shiro sighed, rubbing a hand over his face.

You stood up abruptly, making Shiro flinch. 

“I know it, but I don’t have to acknowledge that,” Shiro looked up at you, “I won’t sleep. I don’t want to see any of that,”

Shiro stood up, mouth opening to speak when you interrupted him, “Don’t tell me to take care of myself, try practicing what you preach.”


Gif source:  Severide

Imagine you and Severide always are at each other’s throats until you get caught in a burning building and he has to save you when you nearly die and he shouts at you for being stupid before he kisses you in the back of the ambulance.

——— Request for anon ———

“Are you out of your mind?” he growls as the door to the back of the ambulance swings, the two of you having been abandoned by Brett and Jimmy as they rushed towards another victim that was worse off than you. “Pulling a stunt like that almost got yourself killed!”

You manage to hold back a cough long enough to bite at him, “You don’t think I know that? Can you stop being up my ass for five minutes—”

Your argument is halted by his lips against yours. Before you can help yourself, you’re gripping the heavy collar of his jacket, the gear blocking your bodies not thick enough to prevent your kissing him back. The only thing that breaks the kiss is your sudden need to cough, which you manage to pull away in time to cover with the sleeve of your own smoky jacket.

“Don’t pull that again,” Severide huffs, letting you finish catching your breath before he gives you another kiss on your lips, smelling like the smoke from the fire he’d just saved you from, “alright.”

making out with Chris Evans would include

Originally posted by sheisraging

  • before kissing you he looks at you like you’re the most precious thing he’s ever seen
  • his eyes shining with tiny twinkles when he looks at you
  • him hunching all the way over so you can give him a kiss
  • him making exaggerated kissing noises
  • humming kisses
  • slow and sensual kisses
  • quick butterfly kisses all over your face
  • “s-stop Chris”
  • “is it okay if i hold you like this?”
  • playing with your hair while kissing you
  • going slow at first
  • taking your upper lips between his teeth
  • pulling away 
  • looking at you in awe
  • then kissing you again, much more passionately
  • holding the back of your neck in his hands
  • moaning into the kiss
  • gently biting your lip
  • placing your hands in his hair
  • slowly tugging on his hair
  • him being the dominant one in the kiss
  • caressing you skin with his fingers
  • soon his hands find their way to your waist
  • pulling you closer to him
  • pulling away to catch your breath
  • his thumb caressing your cheek
  • kissing your forehead
  • “i’m such a lucky meatball”
As a boyfriend; Jung Hoseok/ J-hope

i loved doing this omg (requests for these type of things are open, so as a boyfriend, dating would be likes, as a lover, as a brother etc. )

hoseok hurts me

Originally posted by holdmettightbts

First meeting;

  • ·         Laughter
  • ·         Cheeriness
  • ·         Rosy cheeks
  • ·         Loud
  • ·         Chatty
  • ·         Considerate
  • ·         Wonderful
  • ·         His dimples are deep because he can’t stop smiling
  • ·         His eyes have those mischievous glints to them
  • ·         Edgy due to slight nervousness
  • ·         Slightly tilts his head when he looks at you
  • ·         Small cheesy comments

*walks up to a stranger* “hello, hi, yeah… can you take a photo of us? I’d like to show my mum what my next girlfriend looks like”


  • ·         Smirking, with the slight lip biting
  • ·         Playful and exaggerated sensual body movements
  • ·         Purposely issuing skinship
  • ·         Unnecessary compliments

“You’re gorgeous”

  • ·         Purposeful breathy moaning to get your attention
  • ·         The raising of his eyebrows whenever he looks at you
  • ·         Strong eye contact, never unwavering; perfectly still
  • ·         His hands on his waist or on his belt loops to draw your attention to that area
  • ·         The dimples are there but they are followed by the cheek biting


  • ·         The opening of doors for you
  • ·         If it’s raining, he carry you over puddles so you don’t get your    shoes wet
  • ·         Sacrifices his jacket to keep your warm or you hair from the rain
  • ·         Shyness
  • ·         His cheeky smile is small and timid
  • ·         Sweaty palms
  • ·         Leg bouncing, putting all his nervous energy in there
  • ·         You could be walking down the street towards the small food stand, his favourite song would be playing and he’d belt it out while serenading you
  • ·         Again, walking down the street when a slow song plays in the restaurant nearby; Hoseok gets you to stand on his shoes and guides you through a very playful waltz.
  • ·         Gets the look of awe on his face when you’re not shy about eating food etc.
  • ·         Hand holding, fingers entwined and loosely swinging between you both
  • ·         Slight stuttering, scared of accidentally saying something that might offend you
  • ·         Carries extra heat packs, just in case his jacket didn’t keep you warm
  • ·         So much laughing to the point that both of your bellies hurt and have some serious hulk neck muscles
  • ·         Being clichéd and buying you flowers
  • ·         Claims to be a bravado man and protect you but ended up running from the bug that flew past his head
  • ·         Eye smiling when he sees you looking at him
  • ·         Snaps his head forwards when you catch him looking at you


  • ·         Leather jackets and claims to be the “badass hope” that you need
  • ·         Cheeky
  • ·         He gives you that look where he looks like he could devour you
  • ·         Basically eye fucks you with no shame
  • ·         Lip biting
  • ·         Sensual and fluid movement
  • ·         Exaggeration when he speaks
  • ·         His leather jacket ends up wrapped around you to keep you warm
  • ·         Moves his arms to point out his arm muscles
  • ·         He’s cheeky

You know Y/N, your lips look a little dry, and can I kiss them better?”

  • ·         Confidently chatty
  • ·         Holds your hand even when you try to pull away because you’re shy

“You don’t need to be shy around me, never be shy with me. What do you have to lose sweet?”

  • ·         Even though it is just a first date, he will make sure that are no disturbances, so if that rude ass man continues to rudely compliment you; then Hoseok will be most likely to act upon it. I’m sure the guy could live a few days with a bruised eye.
  • ·         When you catch him looking at you, he will stay with his eye solely on you.
  • ·         Legit no shame
  • ·         Shares his food with you
  • ·         Shares his drink with you but makes sure that your lips touch the exact spot his did

First Week;

  • ·         The slight awkward shyness about finally being together
  • ·         He can’t stop smiling when he sees you
  • ·         The hand holding is constant, you need the toilet? Grabs your hands and pulls you towards the door. Need to go get a blanket, then makes sure your fingers are entwined.
  • ·         Anything you both do is highly cheery because the whole situation is just new and exciting
  • ·         He constantly wants to touch you, whether is it simply holding your hand or sitting near you
  • ·         When you were introduced to the rest of bangtan, they accepted you right away when they saw how you both looked at each other
  • ·         Whatever he says has you blushing
  • ·         The flirty aspect of it is still exciting
  • ·         Cuddling a lot together
  • ·         Eating a lot, both eating out near enough every night in order to celebrate
  • ·         You want to be near him, see him, feel his warming aura
  • ·         Whenever he touches you, the tingle are still there afterwards
  • ·         So many compliments

“Jagi? Can I call you Jagi?”

“You know, you look so beautiful wearing my hoodie”

  • ·         You both still have that wonderful crush feeling in your stomachs, like it’s a whole new territory for the both of you.
  • ·         Though it’s still uncomfortable still, slightly awkward, its new territory so you’re discovering each other on a whole new intimate level- meaning that being together is fascinating
  • ·         Its bittersweet


  • ·         He’s cocky and its invigorating
  • ·         The way he looks at you makes you feel open
  • ·         His arrogance makes you feel overwhelmed
  • ·         The way he holds himself up makes you feel like you could lean on him and he’d support you
  • ·         He sucks on the inside of his cheek when he looks you up and down
  • ·         He kisses your forehead with pressure to insinuate his affections
  • ·         In front of the boys, he’s hurtful with his jokes but he begs for forgiveness
  • ·         He’ll pick you up from where you work or school, sitting on the edge of his car or bike; waiting for you.
  • ·         Despite it being only the first week, the adrenaline of doing dangerous things with him would be indulging
  • ·         Breaking into an ice rink with him and spending the night just having fun, showing his calm side
  • ·         When someone makes a comment at you whether it is flirty or insulting, his emotions will get the best of him
  • ·         Sitting there with him, your legs over his and his index finger is drawing small circles in your calf and your hand is in his hair, brushing it back. His eyes are closed and you can’t help but admire the calmness of him
  • ·         He wants to look good for you, meaning that his usual dishevelled look that you feel for would be more exaggerated because he wants to be the best he can for you
  • ·         He loves It when you wear his leather jacket with the clothes he chose for you, showing that when it’s his turn that week for date night of the new relationship, he wants to spoil you
  • ·         He’d leave you sticky notes everywhere

“You look beautiful in my shirt” even if he doesn’t know what you’re wearing or hasn’t seen you, he knows that you’ll steal his shirt

“I think you should come round and give me kiss ;)”

First month;

·         It’s still thrilling but you’re both are finding the stability

·         When you stay over, he lets you sleep in his clothes

·         Cooks you breakfast, even if he has to be at practice early

·         Still learning about each other so each week, you both do something that either hoseok or you want to do

  • ·         The clichéd relationship perks begin to happen
  • ·         He kisses you on the nose
  • ·         Carries you bridal styles and swings you about
  • ·         Most nights end with phone calls fully of sappy words or laughter
  • ·         You usually fall asleep to his voice
  • ·         Small collection of his stuff start to accumulate at your place
  • ·         Leaves you cheesy voicemails

“Hi…Er… umm… I hope you’re okay and I just wanted to say that you look really nice today… even though I haven’t seen you but I know you do!”

  • ·         Try and spend as much time together as you can
  • ·         No matter what, he will make sure that you have the most food; whether you’re full or not
  • ·         He’ll eat your leftovers
  • ·         The ‘olive complex’ say that you don’t like olive or he doesn’t like olives, he will eat the olives off your plate or the other way round
  • ·         You’ll both start dedicating certain nights to certain objects, so game nights, date nights, fam nights with bangtan
  • ·         He takes you to practice with him and shows off
  • ·         He literally sends you selfies every day when he goes away for the first time in your relationship so you don’t miss him too much
  • ·         Sharing earphones with you on the bus, especially when he has his disguise on and makes you laugh like a crazy person
  • ·         Serenades to you
  • ·         You’re both eating pancakes and he just fruits and syrup  all over it
  • ·         Kissing the back of your hand when your fingers are entwined with his
  • ·         The ugliest selfie he has of the both of you will be his lock screen until he gets an even more impressive and worse one  


  • ·         He’s slightly possessive of you, like if someone accidentally knocks you then he may or may not re-enact the transition of a werewolf going through their first turn
  • ·         His cocky attitude is only present when you’re both around people
  • ·         When it is you two alone, he is the most endearing sweethearts imaginable
  • ·         He makes sure that all the guys know who’s s/o you are
  • ·         When you went to go refill your cup, he took the most possible sexiest selfie he could and made it your lock screen
  • ·         Remind you every day of how amazingly beautiful you look just to see you turn beet red
  • ·         Teasing you

“Jagi? Don’t you think I’m hot?” with a big fat smirk plastered onto his face

  • ·         He loves to tease you in front of his friends and bangtan
  • ·         Despite the bad boy exterior, if you ever needed him, he would be there in a heartbeat
  • ·         Pulling pranks on you
  • ·         Water fights and will tease the hell out of you if you were weariing a white tshirt

“Jagi! You look way too hot right now”

First time;

  • ·         Gentle
  • ·         Let’s you take the pace and see what you’re comfortable with
  • ·         Soft
  • ·         Caring in the sense of being overly talkative with you

“Are you okay?”

“I can stop?”

“Please don’t kill me tomorrow about the hickies”

  • ·         Passionate
  • ·         All the sexual tension that had been building up was finally being released
  • ·         He holds onto your hand
  • ·         Have the moment before everything where it’s just the staring at each other

“You’re so beautiful”

“I’ve never wanted you so much”

  • ·         His hand gently rests on the crook of your back and moulds his body to yours
  • ·         His thumb tracing your jawline so softly that the tingles drove you crazy
  • ·         All of his attention was solely on you, he made sure that you are put first
  • ·         Hickies

First year;

  • ·         Even though you both are madly in love etc., you made sure to spend just as much time with your friends and he did the same with his.
  • ·         Legit newlywed sex everywhere
  • ·         The feeling of being comfortable with each other resulted in you both being the bathroom together when someone needs a wee
  • ·         Toilet selfies, #noshame
  • ·         He takes so many candid photos of you and pins them everywhere
  • ·         You both have that 6th sense when something is wrong, it’s like a tingly feeling and usually it’s right
  • ·         3 am dance parties become more and more frequents
  • ·         He face times you while on the toilet because he doesn’t want you to miss him
  • ·         Plushies everywhere
  • ·         He cooks you dinner, sometimes you have to take over because his chatty and playful nature keeps him distracted
  • ·         When you both met each other’s parents, it went great and they love you and his parents love you
  • ·         The verbal pledge of being together
  • ·         He’ll still do the thing he does when you first got together, stare at you with a shy smile on his face
  • ·         He’ll make weird comments

“You used to fancy me… ;)”

“Hoseok? We’ve been together for over a year ???????”

“I know, how embarrassing for you” *queue incoherent screeching noise like a banshee”

  • ·         When you’re having a bad day, he will treat you like a god/goddess/ deity. He’ll begin to undress and you put in his boxer shorts and shirt and cuddle you until you sleep
  • ·         Food fights and then the argument of who will clean it up
  • ·         You both argue over small things, sometimes it will end up with one of you leaving but you both will always come back to each other and work it out, go grab a pizza
  • ·         Showering together, he washes you because you’re lazy
  • ·         He brushes your hair for you
  • ·         Lazy days that consist of joggers, his shirts, fluffy socks and hallway surfing.
  • ·         Homemade pizzas and usually the food ends up everywhere
  • ·         Movie marathons
  • ·         He usually comes home to you dancing in your underwear to his music
  • ·         Piggy back rides when you go to practice with him
  • ·         He once tried to throw a rock at your window to get your attention but broke it instead
  • ·         He still apologises profusely
  • ·         There is a box filled with numbered folded notes and it’s the date box, each number has a different and more exciting date on it but only the winner chooses.
  • ·         Usually he wins, golden hyung
  • ·         Slow dancing in the living room when you’re both gross and haven’t showered in a few days
  • ·         He brought home puppies even though you both couldn’t afford to look after one
  • ·         He named one taco
  • ·         Constantly tells you he loves you and it makes you blush redder than a tomato
And They Lived Happily Ever After...

Wade Wilson x Reader

Warnings: Smut

Words: 2,970

Request: Can u write about where Wade Wilson and the reader are in a relationship. And they got married. And when they have there honeymoon they visit …  Maybe Russia ? (’Cause it’s cold and yeah u can cuddle and touch each other ) and yeah first they visit the city but when they are in the hotel/house/villa idc they don’t make it to the bed ‘cause wade gets easily turned on even if the reader doesn’t make any sexually . (Maybe he gets turned on when the reader is thinking and is biting on her lip) ?

A/N: Okay, I’m awful at smut. Nevertheless, here’s this. I hope you like it!

“Stop fidgeting, (Y/N).” Natasha warned, smoothing down your white gown.

“Sorry,” you muttered.

“There’s nothing to be nervous about.” She smiled softly, placing a hand on your arm to help calm you down.

“It’s not me I’m nervous about.” You admitted with a distracted voice, your mind going wild with a million different scenarios ending in a ruined day.

“Trust me; he’s not going to fuck this up.” She promised. Your cherry lips curved up into a small smile, thinking about how long you’ve waited for this day. “Now go get ‘em,” she urged, pushing you towards the ornate mahogany doors. Your stomach flipped as a man opened the doors for you, the music playing for you to walk down the aisle. You’d only taken a step before your father smiled to you, wrapping his arm gently around you. You breathed heavily, your eyes on Wade as you walked down the aisle. Next to you, your father was whispering lax words of encouragement to you. You were pleasantly surprised that he was behaving so well, considering he didn’t like Wade in the slightest. Well, he did but only because Wade seemed to make you happy. The audience full of friends and family became a blur as your father passed you to Wade, planting a firm kiss on your cheek. The pastor began speaking, the words going unnoticed by you. You were watching Wade with a gentle smile, him watching you in return. It was so seldom that you saw him like this, serious and attentive. No matter how he acted, you loved him more than anything. But it was moments like these that made you feel loved in return. Your mind tuned back in to the ceremony once the pastor asked, “Do you, Wade, take (Y/N) to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?”

“I do,” he smiled.

“And do you, (Y/N), take Wade to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?”

“I do,” you reciprocated his smile, your heart warming.

“And now the bride and groom will exchange vows,” the pastor announced. You breathed nervously, keeping your eyes locked with Wade as you began your vows.

“Today I fully and unconditionally give you my all; to be by your side through thick and thin. I vow to hold you when we go to sleep and kiss you when we wake up.” You let out a shaky breath, your heart singing in your chest. “Today, I become your soulmate. I am your best friend your confidant and your lover. Today I become your wife. We have been through so much and that is the past good and bad has made our love stronger every day. Today, we give ourselves to one another and we will continue to prevail, because the best is yet to come.” Another shaky breath as you continued. “I used to be afraid of falling in love, of giving my heart away. How could I trust a man to love me, to give to me all that I wanted to give to him?” Your heart was beating rapidly in your chest, your mind persuading him to understand the love you held. “Wade, when I met you, I realized how much we could share together. You have renewed my life: Today I join that life with yours.” Wade smiled, his hand squeezing your own.

“I want to thank you for coming into my life and for filling in the empty part of my heart.” He put his head down almost in shame before looking back up at you with a wide smile. “I used to be alone in my place, alone as I sleep, alone as I eat, and alone as I cry. I sat down on the table eating chimichangs, wishing that someday, somehow I could have somebody sharing the treat with me. Years past and yet, I still wake up with nothing but a pillow by my side.” His eyes were shining, tear glistening in the orbs. “I used to cry and wipe my tears alone because nobody would dare to do it for me. I never lost hope, though, that one day, someone would come and take my hand.” Your heart clenched tightly, your hand grasping his sweetly. “Here you are right now, right before me, true and real. I’m not afraid to cry anymore, not because you are there to wipe the tears away, but because I have you on my side tapping my shoulder, embracing me, sharing my very emotions. I’m not afraid to wake up anymore not because I know that I will wake up with you by my side. And most importantly, I’m not afraid to let myself love anymore because I know you’ll always protect my heart.” His breathing was becoming shakier, almost as if he was conveying his very emotions into every word. “I want to thank you, not only for finding and loving me, but for accepting ever one of my flaws, my weaknesses, and my strengths. But most importantly, I want to thank you for opening up to me, because I’d rather be alone in this life than be without you.” A happy laugh escaped your lips, a single tear rolling down your face. Wade didn’t look to be holding up much better, his tears shining bright in his eyes.

“Let us now exchange rings,” the pastor proclaimed, causing you and Wade to break eye contact. Widow walked down the aisle, a smirk on her face as she handed you both the rings. You two were never ones for normal, you mused. “These are the hands of your best friend, young and strong and full of love for you, that are holding yours on your wedding day, as you promise to love each other today, tomorrow, and forever. These are the hands that will work alongside yours, as you build your future together. These are the hands that will passionately love you and cherish you through the years, and with the slightest touch, will comfort you like no other. These are the hands that will hold you when fear or grief fills your mind. These are the hands that will countless times wipe the tears from your eyes; tears of sorrow, and as in today, tears of joy. These are the hands that will tenderly hold your children, the hands that will help you to hold your family as one. These are the hands that will give you strength when you need it. And lastly, these are the hands that even when wrinkled and aged, will still be reaching for yours, still giving you the same unspoken tenderness with just a touch.” He looked to Wade with a soft stare. “Wade, place the ring on (Y/N)’s finger and please repeat after me.” Wade lifted the ring carefully, softly slipping it onto your finger. It had taken the two of you months to choose rings, finally deciding that a diamond-studded silver band with each other’s name engraved on the inside was the best choice. Wade echoed the pastor’s words, “I give you this ring as a symbol of my commitment to you. It has no beginning and it has no end. May its presence on your hand always remind you of my eternal love.” The pastor then turned to you. “(Y/N), place the ring on Wade’s finger and please repeat after me.” You slid the ring onto his finger effortlessly, keeping his hand in yours as you repeated the pastor’s words. “Wade and (Y/N), may you live happily ever after. May all your days be blessed with love and friendship. May each day and night of your lives be a new beginning,” the pastor paused, taking a breath. “By the power vested in me by the state of (Y/S), I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride.” Wade wasted no time, dipping you down and melting his mouth against your own. Your arms wrapped around his neck, your tongue moving against his own. It was a longer kiss than most people would probably have but you loved every second of it. When he finally pulled away, you smiled to him.

“I love you, (Y/N).” Wade whispered, his smile mirroring your own.

“And I love you, Wade Wilson.” The rest of the night passed in a blur. You’d had the reception, stolen a few kisses, had your first dance as husband and wife, cut the cake together, and then boarded the plane leaving for Moscow. Your head was resting on Wade’s shoulder, your hands intertwined.

“You can sleep,” Wade said, his voice sounding just as tired as you felt. “We’ve still got a ways.” You nodded against his shoulder, tucking yourself further into his side. He happily shifted himself to accommodate you. You made a mental note to thank Tony for loaning them a private jet as you drifted off, if he hadn’t, it would’ve been a lot more uncomfortable. It felt like it had only been a moment since you’d fallen asleep before Wade was pressing a kiss to your shoulder in an attempt to wake you up. If he’d done anything more abrupt, he probably would’ve been on the receiving end of your killer right hook. “We’re here.” He announced, lifting you out of the seat and walking. Wrapping your arms around him, you opened your eyes. “Hello there, sleepy head.”

“Hey,” you smiled, jumping out of his arms. Wade went to reach for his mask, your arm intercepting before he could grab it. “I told you to not even bother packing that.”

“I know.” He sighed. “I just don’t want to draw attention to us.”

“Oh yeah, cause a bright red mask is real inconspicuous.” You argued sarcastically. Moving closer to him, you wrapped your arms around his neck. “I want to spend the next two weeks with Wade Wilson not Deadpool.” He smiled genuinely, his forehead resting against your own.

“Why not both?” He asked suggestively. You rolled your eyes, planting a chaste kiss on his lips.

“Come on, the city awaits!” You called behind you, already rushing towards the car waiting for you two. He chuckled behind you, running to catch up. Once the two of you were situated comfortably in the car, your luggage in the back, the driver started up the route to Moscow. Ever since you were a kid, you’d always wanted to go to Moscow. With your line of work, you’d expect to have gone at least once. Wade was pleasantly surprised when he found out you’d never been there. You’d both agreed pretty quickly that Moscow was where you wanted the honeymoon. By the end of the day you and Wade had visited Moscow Kremlin, Red Square, Lenin’s Mausoleum, Kremlin Armoury, attended a show in Bolshoi Theatre, and taken a stroll through Gorky Park. It had been a wondrous day, filled with thrilling sights and laughter; although, more than a few times you had to be practically attached to Wade to keep warm. It might have been a better idea to come in the summer but you didn’t mind, loving being able to cuddle up to Wade throughout the day. You and Wade had settled down at a restaurant a few blocks from the hotel after the hunger became too apparent to ignore.

“Don’t like it?” You asked, your nose scrunched up in an adorable fashion. Wade was practically gagging, holding up one of the dozens of plates in front of him.

“If the person who created this dish is still alive, I’m killing them.” You laughed, watching him sort through the piles of plates. He’d ordered almost everything at the restaurant, claiming he had to try it all. For the last hour, you had been watching him react to each food while you ate your own dish. You’d finished eating a few minutes ago, opting to observe your new husband. He was so much more relaxed than normal. Usually he’d be a bit more closed off, wanting to avoid being seen in public with you without his mask. It pained you how insecure he could feel at times. As you thought about Wade, a pleasant scent assaulted your nose. It smelled like chocolate heaven. Turning your head, you kept your eyes trained on the desert as a waiter walked past with it. It was unlike anything you’d ever seen, sugary delicacies drizzled in the richest of chocolate. You licked your lips before biting your bottom lip. You really didn’t need that; you reprimanded yourself, looking back to Wade. You furrowed your brows, watching his eyes darken with lust.

“Wade?” You asked as his eyes were practically undressing you on the spot. With quick movements he threw a fist full of bills on the table and sprinted back to the hotel, your hand in his the whole time. “Wade, what are you doing?” He didn’t answer you, pulling you into the elevator with him. When an elderly gentlemen attempted to enter the lift, Wade glared at him, prompting him to let the doors close. “Wade, what the hell is go- ummf,” your question was interrupted by Wade’s mouth invading your own. He pushed you against the elevator wall roughly, lifting you up by your bottom to pull you closer. You could feel his arousal pushing into your middle in just the right place to make you moan. He thrust his body against yours, attempting to get you closer. There was a primal need in his kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth ruthlessly. You were practically putty under his ministrations, your breathing coming out in shallow pants. Grinding your hips against his own, you abandoned his mouth to let out another long moan. He dropped to your neck almost instantly, biting then soothing the spot with his tongue. “Wade,” you whimpered, grinding your front against his once again. He groaned, keeping you in his arms as you left the elevator towards your room. Honestly, you didn’t know if there were any people in the halls, but you couldn’t care less at this point. Wade had set you down while he searched for the key, fumbling with the lock. Being as impatient as you were, you rubbed your hands down Wade’s chest slowly. The longer he took, the closer you got to the spot he wanted you to be. You had just reached his stomach when he finally got the door open. Without warning, he pulled you into the room, slamming the door shut with your body. He once again began his attack on your mouth, being sure to stroke your tongue with his own. He practically ripped your shirt off, throwing it somewhere into the dark room. He stopped your attempts at getting his own shirt off by unzipping your jeans. He let out a frustrated growl when he couldn’t get them off fast enough. You helped him, chucking them behind the two of you as soon as they were off. His hands seemed to be everywhere, stroking your aching sex, pinching your hardened nipple, pulling your hip with a bruising grip. Your hands abandoned his shoulders, dropping down to get his pants off. Before he’d even gotten out of his underwear, you were stroking his straining erection. His movements faltered for a moment, a breathy groan torn from his throat. When he looked back up at you, his eyes were devoured by lust. He slipped his fingers under the waistband of your panties, throwing them off with practiced ease. Throwing his own underwear to the side, he lifted you up again. Your legs wrapped around his hips automatically, his hardened member already at your entrance. Without so much as a warning, he thrusted forward into your heat. You both moaned simultaneously, your lips meeting in another bruising kiss. He didn’t give you more than a few seconds before pounding into you with ruthless abandonment. The sound of skin slapping skin cocooned you as he slipped a finger between the two of you, circling it around your bundle of nerves. His breathing was in synch with his thrusts, the combining moans of the two of you creating a song of lust and passion. Your pleasure was building with each relentless thrust, your mind spinning and you pushed forward to meet each plunge. He sped his thrusts up, feeling the familiar knot of pleasure in the bottom of his stomach. You could’ve sworn you saw stars, a scream of his name leaving your throat as you hit your climax. Your wet heat tightened around him, bringing him closer. He’d continued with faster, harder thrusts as you pushed over the edge. With one, two, more thrusts, he was falling over with you. He groaned your name as his warm seed spread within you, his softening member still connecting the two of you. Your head had fallen on his shoulder, your breathing slowly returning to normal. After a moment of blissful silence, he pulled back, his eyes shining with adoration. You smiled to him, a hand rubbing his back.

“I love you.” He smiled, pulling out of you completely. You felt a sense of loss that always came when he wasn’t fully connected with you.

“I love you too.” You replied, pulling his head down to meet you in another kiss. It was soft and sweet, nothing like how he had been not minutes earlier. His hand trailed down your body, stopping to rest on your hip.

“Ready for round two, Mrs. (Y/N) Wilson?” He asked, a smirk on his face.

You answered with a matching smirk, “always.”

BTS Reaction To Their Horny Girlfriend Sitting On Their Lap And Teasing Them

I doo~ 😏 😏
[ Monsta X Version ]


*Just bites his lip, or anything at that matter, because he thinks you’re just being innocently excited*


“Honey, you think you can stop moving like this?”
Y/N: “No”
“You’ll have a big problem to take care of if you continue”




/Should I take it as a way she wants to tell me she wants some or is she just hyper/

Rap Monster

*He’d start touching you and kissing your neck feeling totally invited*


“I suppose I don’t need to ask for an explenation of your actions”


*Turned on, but unsure of how to tell you that*

I hope you liked it~
Feel free to request more!

anonymous asked:

Is this your first time? + Alex Summers. From the prompt list


Alex Summers + is this your first time

His lips were hot against your throat, pressing soft kisses and nips on the sensitive skin while you moaned and writhed below him on the bed. Each brush of his fingers going over the span of your soft cheeks, edging closer and closer to your hairline but he keeps moving down until he reaches your collarbone, moving right along it, lips latching onto the skin and biting softly, definitely wanting to leave marks. He was never so cautious about leaving hickies, Alex loved to mark you up like that, somewhere that could be but just barely seen, it was a silent declaration that you were his and he would always wear the ones that you left proudly.

The warmth of his hands left your cheeks and trailed down your sides, stopping at the edge of your shirt, rubbing the hem gently between his thumb and forefinger. You can feel your heart thrumming in your chest, hammering heavily away as you glance down at blue eyes, wide and full of warmth and you smiled at him, moving your hands away from where they had been tangled in his short cropped hair. 

He detached himself from your skin but kept his hands creeping up your stomach, ghosting over the skin teasingly. You want to let it go, that deep pit of anxiety that digs itself into your stomach. You know where this will end but you just don’t know if you’re ready for this. Knowing that it would be him helped ease that queasiness in your gut. 

“A-Alex, baby,” you moan when he drags his hands back down to pull at the waistband of your panties, pulling slightly at the elastic. Your hands move fast to grab his wrists, stopping him from pulling them down.

He looks up at you, blue eyes questioning you, and there’s a moment, when his eyes search over yours that he realizes it. You can see the moment that it clicks for him.

“Is this your first time?”

“Yeah,” you whisper, almost ashamed of your admittance to it. Your cheeks burned in embarrassment and you avoided looking down at him, not wanting to see disappointment. Alex only held his soft gaze even as you turned your head away from him. 

He didn’t understand your new avoidance of his sight and reached up, gently grabbing your chin as he moved over your body, straddling your thighs and smiling down at you. Alex tilted your head to face him.

“I’ll take good care of you.”

anonymous asked:

Can you tell us how YOU fuck someone? You seem so passionate

I’m a passionately rough lover. I like to take my time. I like to figure out your body. The way it movies. The sounds you make. All your special places. I like to explore every inch of your body with my eyes, then my hands, then finally my tongue. I like to watch you anticipate it all. I like to watch you anticipate the first lick. The first bite. The first everything. I love studying you. And then I will probably, once I have you throbbing and practically begging, I’ll stop. I’ll get up. I’ll walk to the door and hope you follow out of curiosity. And then I’ll slam you against it. Hard. Knocking the breath out of you but having my lips against yours before you can even gasp for air. I’ll have a fist full of hair and pull back, revealing your neck for my teeth to find their rightful place. I’ll pick you up and take you to the bed, throwing you down and forcefully spreading your legs but then I’ll go back to the passion. I’ll slowly slide my hands up, all while maintaining eye contact.

Come fuck me and you can find out the rest.

anonym-seduction  asked:

Hi baby i wana lick your tits around your nipples soflty and then i bite they then i go down again to your pussy and put my lips around your clit and massage it with my tongue softly and then faster and deeper and harder and fast, i dont stop till you cream and scream, i will, give you the perfekt pussymassage for you so i can get your pussyjuice, i hope youre a little bit horny like me, dm me baby, my dick is allready growing up after this message, what about u honey? 😘


So Jack’s a spoiled little brat who wants something probs something along the line of “Can’t we just skip going to the stupid fucking business parties and you two just fuck me all night instead” and giving his best puppy dog eyes, Bites his lip. Acting like the cute little fucking shit he is.

And daddy Bruce is like, “cut your fucking crap Jack and get fucking ready, Daddy has business to attend to and needs his princess fucking there to look pretty.” And he’s just thinking if Jack doesn’t fucking stop being an annoying little shit he’s going to spank his ass for being bad.

Then you have Clark, who’s just like “Bruce, babe, I’ll just stay home with Jack and take care of him.” because he’s a weak ass bitch, who can’t stand seeing their baby like all pouty, and he just wants to scoop him up and throw him on the bed and ravish him.

And Bruce is just like “Dammit, we’re all going.” cause he’s gotta mega playboy rep to keep up and needs his pretty boys on each of his arm. LOL.


{thank you for being amazing 🌚

little update on my life: finished The Perks Of Being A Wallflower for the 3rd time, took a benchmark, and got told I should be a writer so good day 💖}

“Do you know how hard I’m trying not to kiss you right now?”
“Can you stop being so damn stubborn and let me help you?”

You let out a small growl as you continued to push away Kakashi’s hands. He sent you a look that looked much liked a mother scolding their child. “Can you stop being so damn stubborn and let me help you?” He asked, still attempting to lift your shirt up. You watched him before sighing, lifting your shirt midway. “Thank you.” He replied sarcastically, gingerly tending to the deep slash you had received. You winced lightly, biting your lip to get from hissing in pain. Soon after he began to bandage your torso. With a sigh you lifted yourself up, “Might as well get this off of me.” You peeled your shirt over the top of your head, tossing it aside. Kakashi watched you for a few moments as you laid back, trying to relax. Feeling his eyes on you, you cracked an eye, “Can I help you?” He gave you a crooked smile. “Do you know how hard I’m trying not to kiss you right now?” Before walking out of the room. You looked a bit stunned before chuckling and hearing him shout, jokingly, “DON’T LAUGH AT MY FEELINGS!”

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title: i like it
genre: smut
characters: seungyoun x you
34. “I hate it when you bite your lip. It’s hard enough to control myself.”
extras: it’s sorta long aha. i can’t help it. the feels for seungyoun, the bias ruiner, are real lol. refer to this post for the drabble game. request here~

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anonym-seduction  asked:

Hi baby i wana lick your tits around your nipples soflty and then i bite they then i go down again to your pussy and put my lips around your clit and massage it with my tongue softly and then faster and deeper and harder and fast, i dont stop till you cream and scream, i will, give you the perfekt pussymassage for you so i can get your pussyjuice, i hope youre a little bit horny like me, dm me baby, my dick is allready growing up after this message, what about u honey? 😘

If you had a pussy I’d be down🙃

Kissing Namjoon for the first times...

Originally posted by baebsaes

  • He places his hand on your cheek
  • After “casually” moving your hair behind your ear
  • And he keeps it there and he looks down a lil’ shy
  • He sneakily licks his bottom lip and he looks up again
  • And he lets out a short nervous giggle and sucks on his top lip to make it moist too
  • And he realizes he can’t stop now because its too late because you’ve probably got the hint
  • And he just leans in and gives a quick peck
  • And then moves his hand away and grabs your hand instead and he looks away from you
  • And he is so flustered
  • And he can’t stop smiling
  • So he can’t look because he is scared
  • But he is so happy with himself for taking the step
  • Then the second kiss, when he’s more confident
  • He does the same hair move but he look right in to your eyes
  • And he bites down softly on his lip and smiles and he moves his hand down to your chin and he leans in while tilting his head slightly and he kisses you (not a peack)
  • Like properly kisses your lips ans cups your cheek instead
  • and when he pulls away he leans his forehead against yours and looks down and smiling that cute dimple smiel and the he moves away feeling all smug
  • “Perfect”
  • Ok more kisses, he wants to go for the more intense further in to your relationship
  • like imagine you’ve been out on a date and he made his place all cosy and he wants you to be all snuggly and fluff
  • But at the same time he wants to show that he is serious
  • so like the lights are kinda dimmed and you two got your fav snacks and he is like “come here babe” *pats sofa*
  • and since he is a squish he pulls you close and lays down with you on the sofa 
  • so he is behind you and he is just cuddling
  • and then when the scene on tv is boring or something he moves his arm around you to placing his hand against the sofa on the other side of you so his face is hovering above yours
  • and you turn around like ??? WHat is he doing? Is he getting comfier? Shifting spot?
  • But he leans down and gives you a quick kiss 
  • and then he smiles and goes back to kissing
  • and that sneaky sneaky boi he gets in with the tongue
  • and your hands rest on his cheeks and he’s breathing slightly heavy and he grabs your wrist and just holds it (like pressing it down)
  • and he just goes for it, sucking lips, lots of tongue and occasionally he moves his hand over your head like in a stroking motion
  • and he might even grab the thighis he feels like it
  • and strokes his hand up and down it with your arms around his neck
  • so soft and floff

Source: Me subtly killing my lovely @monchoi (Ops)