everyone: batman #16!!! all the batboys eating lunch and being a family omg its so funny look at jason stealing damian’s toy and bruce is such a dad!!! such a good comic i’m so glad we got a moment like this!
me, bitter as fuck, arms crossed, glaring at my screen and refusing to be happy: give me tim drake the fuck back
Soo this was going to be a scenario i was gonna write but i feel like you would know how to organize it better than I can lol. Where Y/N is currently giving Jimin a "helping hand" when Rapmon calls and either she keeps going while he's on the phone and he is struggling to hide the fact or she keeps going, while she is on the phone with him and Jimin tries to keep quiet but in the end Rapmon knows. Can it be funny but very smutty at the same time ? 😂 dirty talk and all that saucy stuff 😂
Of course I’m going for Jimin here because little shit fucked me up too much with Not Today
Laying down on the bed, you look ahead at
the television as your boyfriend walked back into the room moving to lay on the
bed beside you. His body dripping wet as the towel hung low on his waist. He looked
up at the ceiling breathing deeply as the steam from the bathroom roamed into
the room panting both of your skin with light films of sweat. Your eyes
continued to watch Jimin as you bit on your bottom lip before you looked back
at the screen crossing your legs because you felt an urge to touch him but you
told yourself to keep your hands at bay to yourself. Eyes twitching a bit you
cleared you throat as you tried to spark up a conversation but nothing came
out. His abs glistened with water, his damp hair, plump pink lips. His biceps
tightened up and flexed before he looked at you with a boyish smile eyes dark.
“Something on your mind?” He asked you,
letting his tongue flick out to lick his bottom lip and you growled looking
“Nothing in particular.” You lied looking
at the wall next to you.
“Jagiiiiiii. Don’t lie to me, I can tell
when something is on your mind.” He drawled letting his fingers dance up and
down your bare thighs. Shuddering you bit on your bottom lip cursing because he
made you weak. He was sinful and dammit you hated him. A pink cotton candy
headed fool. “Yah!” He whined leaning forward to peck against your neck licking
gently a little mark against your spot causing you to push him back.
“Aright, alright alright. I want to give
you a hand job.” You mumbled out the last part slowly and shyly looking down at
“What?” Jimin asked you with a crooked
smirk. He had heard you, and even in just those little words his cock managed
to harden under the confines of the towel wrapped around his waist. But he
wanted to hear you say it again. Just because he liked teasing you. “Baby speak
up?” He asked again tapping your leg.
“I said I want to give you a hand job!”
You shouted looking at him with burned red cheeks. He laughed at the anger trying
to build up in your eyes because you were embarrassed. He shook his head
leaning forward to brush his lips against yours and he nipped on your bottom
lip pulling back.
“Do it then. Touch me baby. You know I
like it when you do. And keep in mind last night you did leave me hanging.”
Jimin frowned nuzzling your nose continuing to kiss your lips with his own plump
ones until you were nodding with a slight sigh of resignation.
“Fine! I will touch you. Lay back so that
I can take care of you, you little needy baby.” You mumbled softly watching him
wink at you with a bright smile of victory. Jimin moved towards the headboard
watching you with hooded eyes he bit on his bottom lip slowly letting the towel
fall on the bed on either side of him. He spread his legs wide, his hardened
shaft pressing against the lower pit of his stomach standing proud and tall waiting
for your attention.
“Come on baby girl. Get a grip.” He
teased and you wanted to face palm at the corn innuendo. He kept hurling dirty
jokes at you as you crawled between his legs pressing them down against the
mattress. Grabbing at his shaft just to shut him up, you watched him moan in
pleasure rolling his head back against the headboard. Your tiny hand tried to
fit all of his cock inside your palm moving slowly you jerked on his organ
watching it move as he bucked his hips up. You loved how he moaned for you, his
hand fisting at the sheets as he enjoyed your touch. He licked his lips again
trying to take deep breaths but he always melted when you touched him,
especially like this. How you stare at him, disheveled hair falling in your
face, your body hunched and eyes concentrated on him. He saw how you looked at
him with hunger, how your hand gripped harder onto him wanting to elicit more
moans from him. It was too much and part of him wanted to push your head down but
he would let you keep the pace you were going at. In a few minutes the room was
filled with sinful moans from Jimin who was a submissive mess against the
headboard panting and begging for more.
You watched him feeling your own stomach
tighten and your pussy was beginning to dampen your panties with how much you
wanted Jimin, it was something about how he reacted to you pleasuring him that
made you always want to do it. Your hand moved a bit faster, your thumb pressed
against his tip the precum oozing out. Jimin was breathless sliding down the
headboard and the next sound you heard instead of a scream was his phone going
off. Both of you froze and you looked at the source were the noise was coming
from. Jimin frowned, he wasn’t going to answer it as it shut off. Looking down
at you he wiggled his hips and you got the hint starting to move your hand
again. Once again Jimin’s phone was going off causing you to stop as he
growled. Picking up his phone his body was red and voice stern as he answered.
“Hello.” He said cryptically only for his
demeanor to fall a bit. “H-hyung-ah!” Jimin almost moaned out on the phone
glaring at you because your hand started to move again. Shrugging your shoulders,
you mouthed ‘you wanted to get off, right?’ smiling sweetly as he glared at
“What are you doing?” Namjoon asked Jimin
frowning at how light and airy his voice was because Jimin was acting weird.
“Mmmmmm, just enjoying this lovely view
of this show.” Jimin admitted watching as your tongue darted out to lick around
the tip of his shaft. He bit on his bottom lip, watching as your tongue danced
up and down his shaft, taking quiet short breaths Jimin felt his back arch as
his cock throbbed the phone almost slipping from his hand. He was trying not to
respond much to Namjoon in fear that saying anything would make him moan and
blow his cover. He was trying to pull you up by your head once your tongue
started to play with his balls but you fought him licking and sucking at his
sack only to have Jimin losing his shit.
“You don’t sound to good man.” Namjoon
started as they went more into the conversation pressing the speaker button he
sat the phone down letting Hoseok and Yoongi listen in onto the quiet line.
“Yeah.. Hyung, I feel a bit bothered.”
Jimin harshly gritted his teeth.
“What’s wrong did you eat something bad?”
Namjoon asked as his smirk grew wider trying not to laugh at the poor male on
the other end of the phone.
“I have a s-stomach ache.” Jimin
whimpered his face burning as he buried his head into the pillow pressing the
phone down beside him he also turned Namjoon on speaker, one hand gripping at
the back of your head Jimin started to thrust his hips up, moaning silently as
your hand and mouth worked to bring him closer.
“You should take something for that.
Those things don’t usually end to good. It’s like seeing white if you hold it
in for too long.” Namjoon said wryly his dimples popping out on his plump
“I don’t know- it’s hard to get it out.”
Jimin frowned trying to choke you in punishment for what you were doing your
fingers dancing along his balls, it had his stomach tighten up.
“You know, its ok to release it all
Jimin. A boy your age, has nothing to be ashamed about. We all get stomach
pains and we need help letting go of such things, which is why we have other
partners to help us along the way. I think that what you’re doing is a step in
the right direction.” Namjoon continued to talk on and on receiving a fry being
thrown from Yoongi and a snarky remark from Hoseok as they looked around the
little diner place they were in.
“You r-really think so hyung?” Jimin
asked, his eyes dropping shut as he finally allowed you to pull back with a
pop. Breathing heavily your hand continued to move faster on his wet shaft,
your lips chapped, cheeks red and puffy your eyes hooded and spit was
everywhere. It was sloppy and messy and perfect all at once.
“Yes, get rid of the stomach pains or you
will be cranky and bitter. And it will hurt much more.” Namjoon choked on his
soda, as a waiter walked by given them a look of indignation. Causing a round
of laughter from the two males across from him.
Jimin nodded his head not responding back
because he couldn’t. Taking your chance, you leaned down taking him back into
your mouth willingly choking and gagging on his cock. It hit the back of your
throat, and you swallowed around him your teeth gently grazing his shaft with
your teeth along his veins, Jimin let out a loud cry of pleasure as he started
to cum in your mouth. The white substance sliding down your throat and filing
your wet cavern. You looked up at him started to swallow around his shaft
licking him up trying to clean him. He panted against the sheets and a round of
clapping was heard and so was cheering causing your eyes to widen as well as
“Do you feel better now that you’ve
busted a nut?” Namjoon asked as he chuckled deeply and other little chatter was
heard in the background from the others. Jimin was so embarrassed he just lay
there looking at the ceiling with a red face and part of you felt bad. Reaching
for the phone you cleared your throat.
“I think you guys broke Jimin.. How did
you know?” You asked part ashamed but not regretting anything.
“I think you meant to say you broke
Jimin. Besides, how could we not know? Jimin is always energized on the phone, making
little jokes or anything but you took one lick and he was melted.” Rap monster
“Well, I started to use my hand first and
then he got really needed so I-“
“YAH HOW DARE YOU!” Jimin shouted
grabbing the phone causing strings of snorts and laughter to be head through
the phone. Jimin felt himself getting more fed up with you, part because of how
true you were and another part because you were embarrassing him. Grabbing the phone,
he pinned you down under him growling through the lines all playfulness gone. “Sorry
hyung’s I’ll have to start this back up later. I have a problem to solve.” Hanging
up he took out the battery from his phone pushing it off the bed and flipping
you on your stomach with a dark deep laugh.
Prompt: Kim and Trini watching Supergirl together.
Thanks for the prompt!
Monday nights were sacred. On Monday’s they had a rule: if the world wasn’t at risk of ending and there were no imminent threats, then they had to be over at Trini’s - mostly to show her mother she did in fact have friends - to watch Supergirl.
Trini, of course, blames Kimberly for getting her into the damn show. She had been fine with messing on her phone or with doing homework while her f=girlfriend watched it, but Kimberly would just complain they weren’t doing anything together. Trini had rolled her eyes and had let out a deep breathe, but had gone to join her girlfriend, nonetheless, scooting herself down the bed so she could sit next to her.
“We have to start from the beginning.” Kimberly had said as she messed around with her phone for a couple seconds, her eyes furrowing in concentration.
“Wait, what? What are we watching?” Trini asks, trying to peek over Kimberly’s shoulder. It didn’t take long before the starting monologue of Supergirl blared out in her room. Trini groans because she’s heard this before - Kimberly talks about it every chance she gets - and she knows the other girl is already on the second season.
“Just give it a chance.” Kimberly whines next to her as she rolls her eyes.
“Fine.” Trini says, a small huff escaping her lips. She doesn’t complain further, though, because Kimberly smiles at her with that really big smile she gets when she’s really excited, so she figures she can indulge her in watching the firs few episodes until they fall asleep. Also, the small kisses she gets from her girlfriend throughout the night don’t hurt either.
But she didn’t realize that’s how it starts, and she hates herself for being so weak. It didn’t take long for Trini to be invested. In fact, the next morning, when she woke up with Kimberly’s dark hair in her mouth and the girl curled around her, she hadn’t remembered how or when she had fallen asleep. Kimberly had laughed and given her a knowing smirk before pulling her out of bed a few minutes later.
Then, she finished the first season. All of it. It took her three days of almost no sleep. She had been glad she had finished, now she could move on with her life.
“You know there’s a second season, right?”
Trini wants to shoot lasers at her girlfriend. Kimberly laughs as Trini glares at the wall above her head, Trini’s hand tightening around her pen, trying to control the urge of snapping it in half in the middle of chemistry. She didn’t need to see the second season, though, because she was fine, she was almost an adult and she didn’t have an addiction to fictional characters. No, she didn’t.
“I have them on demand, wanna come over tonight?” Kimberly says from across Trini, a smirk playing on her face as she waits for a response.
It takes her a total of thirteen seconds before she lets her shoulder sag. “Ugh, fine,” Trini concedes, still glaring at the wall as she curses herself for being so weak.
She doesn’t sleep that night. She had gotten to her girlfriend’s right after school, secretly thanking whoever it was for not having to save the world - at least tonight - and she didn’t leave until the next morning for school - she tried to ignore the weird looks she got…mostly because she was wearing her girlfriend’s clothes.
Trini had the biggest TV, so when she had invited her girlfriend over to watch the latest episode, who was she to dictate what they watched. It wasn’t a secret Kimberly never missed an episode - it made it easier on her to have an excuse to have to watch it. And everything would haven been fine if she wasn’t so…invested.
“Can you believe this prick? Who does he think he is?” Trini says outraged as she glares at the TV, making gagging sounds every time the white potato crossed her screen. “Kara could do so much better than him - she’s got two choices for crying out loud: Lena or James. And she went with this guy?”
“They’re not real, babe.” Kimberly whispers in her ear, pecking her neck before running her fingers through brown hair, caressing her neck every so often when Trini would curse at the screen.
“It doesn’t matter,” Trini whines as she let herself lean back against her girlfriend’s chest. “My little brothers watch this, and look what he’s teaching them.”
“Baby,” Kimberly says with a sigh, a small chuckle escaping her lips, “just ignore it.”
“I can’t,” Trini points out, turning to look at her when the commercials began, “he’s shoved in my face every two seconds. Why can’t we go back to season one and add Sanvers? My babies are suffering, Kim.”
Trini glares at her girlfriend when she sees the tell-tale signs of a smile on her face.
“Don’t,” Trini warns as she watches Kimberly cup her mouth, her smile big enough to spill over. “Stop it,” Trini says again as she shoves Kimberly’s shoulder lightly, but it only causes Kimberly to laugh out loud faster. Trini hates that she can’t actually be mad because she can’t help but think how beautiful the other girl is. She watches with wide eyes as Kimberly’s eyes squint and her lips pull upwards enough to see her white teeth. The melodious laugh making her heart speed up as a shiver threatens to run down her spine. Ugh, she hates her.
“Stop,” Trini says again, a smile now forming on her face. “Babe, stop or I’ll go watch with Zack - at least he doesn’t judge.”
That makes Kimberly laugh even harder. Trini huffs and crosses her arms, willing Kimberly to stop laughing with a seriously look. She’s not surprised when it doesn’t work, so she pushes herself up and crosses the room to the chair near the corner.
“I’m sorry,” Kimberly says between laughs, trying to pout but her laughter got in the way. The show comes back and they both quiet down. Trini tries to ignore the pair of eyes looking at her from across the room because she laughed at her when her smol children were in distress. She huffs again and it doesn’t take long before commercials begin again.
“Come on, babe,” Kimberly says with a pout as she stands and makes her way to Trini, extending her hand out for the other girl to grab, “I’m sorry.”
“You don’t mean it.” Trini says with a scoff as she squares her shoulders and moves her jaw to show her irritation.
“I do,” Kimberly says, tugging on one of Trini’s arms until she pulls hard enough to stand her up, wrapping her arms around her waist as she tugs her in closer. “I mean it, I won’t laugh anymore. And I agree with you - Kara can find someone better.”
“Or James.” Kimberly says and Trini can’t help the twitch of her lips as she stares at her girlfriend, her brown eyes hypnotizing. She tilts her head when Kimberly cups her cheek, her thumb rubbing softly against her skin. Trini rolls her eyes when she feels a shiver course down her spine because, really? Is this what love sick feels like?
“Can we just get back to watching Supergirl? Maggie is going to be on soon and I can’t miss my wife.” Trini says as she pushes her way to her bed, climbing it and making herself comfortable.