door-dance

Meditation for the Wild-Minded Witch

do you have ADHD? are you easily distracted? do you daydream constantly abt everything and anything? when you hear the words “you might fall asleep” in a post abt meditation, do you sigh and roll your eyes?

if you answered “yes” to any of the above, then this is the post for you!!

as someone who has type one ADHD and a crazy imaginative mind, I haven’t seen a single Intro To Meditation post that pertains to me. they’re always abt tips for visualization, or tips for not falling asleep within 5 minutes. I have insomnia you guys, I ain’t gonna be asleep in any less than 2 hours smh

without further rambling, here’s some tips and tricks for people who just can’t fucking meditate

1) listen to some goddamn music. preferably stuff you’ve listened to many times before, songs you have basically memorized so you don’t get distracted by how unique this new sound is, or how cool that voice was right there. listen to your favorites!! listen to songs in foreign languages, so you aren’t focused on the words but more the feeling they give. blast that shit through your most comfortable earbuds, tune everything else out

2) don’t sit outside. trust me. too many extra sensory bits and shit that you just don’t need rn. miss me with that wind and bugs and prickly grass.

3) tired of the “visualize a door” method? visualize yourself dancing! find one good dance song that you’ll only use when trying to meditate, and choreograph your own little routine! imagine urself dancing outside on a chilly autumn day- the air smells crisp and the leaves crack and almost hurt beneath your feet and every once in a while your arms hit a twig or branch. imagine it’s spring and there’s cold dew on the soft new grass and the sun is making your bare arms tingly, a warm breeze tugs at your hair and clothes. get creative! the hardest part is imagining yourself *in* your body, looking out, instead of watching urself dance like it’s a movie.

4) sit in the car!! oh my god!! do this!! the passenger seat of the car opens a world of possibilities, and you probably won’t even have to close your eyes because damn, look at you, you’re already off daydreaming abt god knows what and completely ignoring everything around you!! if cars are good for anything, it’s daydreaming. now all you gotta do is figure out how to switch your daydreaming off and turn meditating on.

5) school age witch? meditate in the morning on the bus. if you trust the other kids riding with you enough, do it on the way home too (warning: may suddenly find urself interrupted by flying paper balls or gross laughing. this is why we meditate in the mornings when everyone’s half asleep still)

6) it’s okay if a stray thought drifts in every once in a while, so don’t get upset over it.

7) your leg bouncing? scalp itch? eye twitching? keep bouncing it! scratch your head! rub your eyes!! trying to ignore these things will take more effort than it will to just take care of them. make sure youre comfortable

8) extending on that point, if you find your overall position uncomfortable, just move dude. it’s okay, just cause you aren’t laying with ur arms at ur sides and legs perfectly straight doesn’t mean you won’t get some meaningful meditation in

I was hoping to get 10 points but I’m suddenly lacking motivation and getting bored with typing this. guess that’s the proof for you that I have ADHD? I hope these help! feel free to add on your own tips for meditation! and like always, don’t beat urself up if nothing seems to be helping. I’ve been trying for three years and I still struggle very much to meditate, and be confident that what I’m seeing isn’t just my Wild Wild imagination, and is instead the astral or whatever else I’m looking for. take your time, and good luck! ✨🌊🥀

70s Groupie night in the sunset strip playlist ✨xo

Bang a gong -T. Rex

Hot dog -Led Zeppelin

Fame -David Bowie

Candy store rock -Led Zeppelin

Barracuda -Heart

L.A. woman -The doors

Dancing queen -Abba

Little wing -Jimi Hendrix

Paint it black -The rolling stones

Living loving maid -Led Zeppelin

Cracked actor -David Bowie

Love me two times -The doors

Paranoid -Black sabbath

Highway star -Deep purple

The lemon song -Led Zeppelin

Fight (Fuck) Me! [Stiles x Reader]

A/N: just a little heads up, Theo’s a complete dick in this one. Also, if u guys have any ideas for stuff plz let me know.


Pairing: Stiles x Reader, Theo x Reader


Warning: abusive relationships, asshole Theo, smut (female fingering, oral - male receiving, the deed etc)


Summary: You and Stiles aren’t the best of friends, but you know he’s a pretty decent guy in the end.


***


“Are you fucking serious?” You yell out in shock and hear Stilinski irritable ‘Shut it!’ from halfway across the house. You can’t be bothered with how you’re dressed when you stomp over to him, holding out your bottle of moisturizer.


“Stilinski!” You shout and Stiles groans loudly. He’s lounging on the living room couch playing Xbox and dressed in a tight white shirt with some black jeans.


“What are you bitching about now?” He asks, not bothering to look away from his game. Your mouth drops open in shock at his lack of response and you stand with your arms crossed.


“I’m talking about this, you assfuck!” You scream, throwing your now ruined bottle at him. Stiles finally looks away from his game when the sticky, half open bottle hits him square in the chest. He holds it away from himself with two fingers.


“The fuck?” He asks, looking up at you. You stare him down, seething with anger with your arms crossed under your breasts.


“You!” You accuse. “You did this! And your gonna repay me for it. Do you have any idea how much that shit costs?”


You and Stiles have been living together for about three weeks now. Your dad and the Sheriff are close friends and you needed a place to stay while your dad was out of town on business. Immediately, he sent you to Beacon Hills, where you would attend Beacon High, and unfortunately, have to live with the Sheriff and his asshole son.


Only, that asshole son was a total fucking babe.


A total fucking babe that was staring at you with his mouth agape.


“What?” You snap angrily. It is only then that it occurs to you what exactly you look like. Your hair and parts of your body are dripping wet, having just walked out of the shower moments earlier, and the only thing covering your modesty is your hot pink Victoria’s Secret bra and thong, which you were wearing for a date tonight.


Stiles continues to stare at you, and makes a considerable effort to maintain eye contact. You huff, which you know makes your chest flair out. “Take a good look, Stilinski, coz that’s the closest you’re ever gonna get.”


With those final words, you grab the moisturizer bottle from his hands and storm back into the shower, temper flaring. You can feel his eyes on your ass all the way.


When you’re in the bathroom, you lock the door and make a quick decision to look extra fuckable tonight. You’re sure that Theo will appreciate your efforts. And if you slip back into the shower and spend thirty extra minutes with your fingers in your pussy, thinking of the hungry look in Stiles’ eyes moments earlier then it’s nobody’s business.


****


When you do finally emerge from the bathroom, you can’t help but feel a little proud. You’re wearing a tight white top that dips into a considerably low V with a red mini skirt that falls halfway down your thighs. Your hair is done in a way that you know makes you look gorgeous and your makeup, having taken about an hour to do, is fucking on point.


You walk to your temporary room and rummage through the closet the Sheriff gave you until you find a pair of brown, heeled boots. Slipping them on, you walk to the mirror and admire the way they elongate your legs.


“Hey, you done or not coz there’s-”


The voice stops short and you turn to see Stiles standing in your doorway, mouth agape. He’s staring at you as though he can’t believe what’s in front of him, and you take the opportunity to reach down to grab your bag and get your perfume, ass in the air.


“What is it?” You ask, flipping your hair to the side so that you can spray your neck. From the corner of your eye, you can see the way Stiles follows the movement, licking his lips. For a second, you think he might just pounce and attack you right there.


It’s difficult to ignore the wave of desire that courses through you at the thought.


Stiles finally snaps out of his daze when you place the perfume bottle down loudly. He clears his throat awkwardly and pretends that he hasn’t been outright staring. “Your, um- Your date’s here.”


You nod and grab your purse, slinging it over your shoulder. As you turn to leave, you notice that Stiles is still leaning against the door frame. “Yes?” You ask, albeit impatiently.


“How long’ve you been with this guy?” He asks, going for casual but it’s a near miss. You roll your eyes.


“None of your business, dad,” You reply pointedly, making a move to push past him. Stiles is quicker and stronger, so he easily stops you with two firm hands on your shoulders.


“I’m serious, (Y/N),” When he speaks you realise that he actually is. “Who is this guy to you? Do you trust him?”


There’s a long moment when you truly don’t know what to do. For the most of it, your conversations with Stiles have been clipped and short, or irritated and in the form of shouting contests. You haven’t heard him speak this sincerely before.


“Why?” You ask because you honest to God want to know. Stiles looks contemplative, as though he’s not sure whether or not to tell you something. The moment a decision crosses his face, a loud honk of a car is heard outside.


“Just-” Stiles sighs, and you notice that his hands are still on your shoulders. “Just be careful, alright? If there’s one person in the world that I don’t trust, it’s Theo Raeken.”


After a small nod, Stiles moves out of the way and you brush past him, walking out the door to where Theo is waiting in his car. You barely realise what’s going on around you, your mind still reeling from Stiles’ sudden attitude change.


“Do I smell?”


You jump at the sound of the voice. Looking to your left, you see Theo smiling at you gently. The car’s stopped and you realise that you’ve spent the entire ride to the restaurant in silence.


“I’m sorry?” Because there’s no way you heard that right.


“Do I smell?” He asks again and you shake your head. “Maybe it’s the outfit. A bit much?”


You smile and take a second to look at what he’s wearing. Theo cleans up nice. He’s in a blue button down with a pair of black slacks and some Oxfords on his feet. He looks really good.


“You’re incredibly hot.” You say with a smirk and Theo barks out a laugh. He steps out of the car and moves to your side, opening the door for you before you can’t protest.


“You’re pretty hot yourself, babe,” He whispers in your ear as you stand, one hand smacking your ass before he closes the door.


Your eyes dance around the restaurant and suddenly you feel really bad for the car ride. Mistaking your guilt, Theo walks you towards the table with a hand on the small of your waist, murmuring in your ear: “Don’t worry. The manager owes me a favour.”


He pulls your chair out for you and you sit, feeling a slight blush form on your neck. The table is set for two, in the balcony with no others. It’s completely private. There’s a rose in the centre and the classical music from inside filters through the air.


“This is really sweet.” You tell him when he takes his place in front of you. He smiles bashfully.


“Well, we needed some way to celebrate out one month anniversary.” You grin but can’t help but feel extremely guilty, thinking about how you’d spent the morning.


“Hey, what’s your deal with Stiles?” The words are out of your mouth before you can’t stop them. The smile on Theo’s face falls and immediately you regret it.


“My deal?” He asks, and immediately you know that you’ve crosses a line. In your four weeks of dating, you quickly learned when and when not to question Theo, and when to immediately back away before he gets mad. “What gives you the idea I have anything to do with him?”


“Nothing.” You say quickly, picking up a menu. “He just seemed to recognize you as all. Must’ve been my imagination.”


“Yeah, you really need to put a handle on that.” He murmurs, picking up his menu as well. You pointedly ignore the comment and take far longer to read the menu than you normally would have.


“Good evening.” The waiter, a guy who’s probably around 19 with brown eyes and combed back blonde hair, greets gently. “My name is Evan and I’ll be your server tonight. Would you like to hear out specials?”


You were about to say yes, because you really didn’t know what to order, when Theo spoke for you. “That won’t be necessary.” He said. “I’ll have the Steak platter, extra gravey. Babe?”


“Chicken Burger with fries.” You reply, because that seems simple enough. Just as Evan is about to write it down, Theo interrupts.


“You sure?” He asks, his voice casual but still implicit. He reaches under the table and tugs slightly at your love handles, and you go red. “Make it a Greek salad.”


Evan gives you a look, and you can see that the man is barely containing his disgust at your boyfriends actions. “Greek salad.” You confirm. Evan gives a slight nod, though he looks slightly troubled, before picking up the menus.


“Anything to drink?”


“Coke.” Theo replies distractedly, looking down at his phone.


“Ice tea.” You say, and Theo raises a brow. “Diet.” You quickly add, and are rewarded when Theo shoots you a dazzling smile which you can’t help but return, albeit hesitantly.


Evan nods and gives a beaming, fake smile. “Anything else?”


“No.” Theo says, but Evan doesn’t move. You look up and see that he’s waiting for your answer.


“No, thank you.” You smile, and Evan returns it. It looks a little more genuine, if a bit pitying and you quickly look away before Theo gets mad. Evan tell you two that the meal should take only 10 minutes, 20 at the most, before disappearing back into the hotel.


“I don’t like the way that guy was looking at you.” Theo says, and you clench your vista in your lap to help keep your composure. “Got no right to be looking at my girl like that.”


You can’t help but smile. Despite everything, Theo is very possessive of you, and it honestly makes you feel like he genuinely cares about losing you. It’s also the reason why you could never leave him. He made that pretty clear.


“I love you.” You say gently, and Theo smiles, reaching a hand across the table and taking yours.


“I love you too.” And his voice is too sincere to doubt. “I should ask for another waiter.”


“That’s-” You pause. “Isn’t that a little unnecessary?” You can see Theo’s eyes darken and fear tinges at your fingertips. “I mean, we came out here to have a good time. We don’t need any drama.”


“Course you’d say that.” He says, eyes still dark. You want to pull your hand away from his, but he’s got a tight grip on your wrists and it fucking *hurts*. “Bet you’re loving all this attention they’re giving you. The waiter, the Stilinski boy. You’re a little slut who’ll open her legs for anyone who asks nicely enough. Babe, you need to realise something. They only want you because they know they can’t have you. They’re just trying to challenge the Alpha Male - me, and I won’t let them think I’m weak just because you can’t keep your tits to yourself. Understood?”


You look down to hide the tears streaming over your cheeks. No reply comes from your mouth, because you know that it’ll be choked and wet and Theo absolutely hates seeing you cry.


“Answer me!” He slams your joint hands on the table and you wince. You look up and try to contain yourself when you speak.


“I understand.” Your voice is barely above a whisper and Theo smiles.


“Good.” He says. “Now wipe your face. You look like shit when you cry.”


***

You try your damnest not to make a sound as you open the front door with shaky hands. Despite your best efforts, you and Theo still got into a fight, and he showed you as much mercy as he had all previous nights.


The fight (which had been about Stiles, of all things) hadn’t lasted very long. You weren’t very edger to fight back, your guilt from your earlier interactions with the guy still weighing down heavily upon your chest. Theo had misread it, and seemed to think there was something going on between you and Stiles. Words were yelled and punches were thrown but you walked out of it okay. Safe for a mean looking bruise on you jaw, which would blossom into a deep purple mark tomorrow, and a few cuts and scrapes, you were untouched.


You knew, however, that despite this being one of the better nights, your injuries would not go unnoticed by Stiles or the Sheriff, which was why you had waited until all the lights were out to try and get in.


Without much thought, too tired and in too much pain, you push the door open and make a b-line for the kitchen. Immediately, you pull out a bag of something frozen and stick it on your cheek, rummaging through for some ice cream.


“What the fuck?”


You jump at the sound of the voice. Almost immediately, your hands fly to your face as a defence mechanism, but it isn’t necessary. It’s just Stiles.


Stiles, standing there in nothing but some black shorts with a baseball bat in his hands.


“Umm.” You say stupidly because the sight of Stiles’ abs has rendered you as such. Stiles drops the bat and walks towards you, looking concerned.


“What are you doing?” He asks as he walks to you, eyes brimming with worry. “It’s three in the fucking morning.”


“Ice cream.” You say lamely, but Stiles isn’t listening. His eyes are glued to the packed of frozen peas in your hand that you’re trying to hold against your jaw and wrists at the same time.


“What happened?” He asks, slowly pulling the bag of peas away. You prepare yourself for the look of disgust on his face when he sees the injury, so it’s very unexpected when he looks even more concerned.


“I fell.” You lie easy. Stiles doesn’t look away from your injuries, now choosing to inspect your wrists, which are bruised all round and is bleeding in a small area.


“I’m not stupid.” He says, and you’re shocked by the sincerity in his voice. “I know Theo did this to you. I know he’s the reason you’ve been coming home with bruises all month long. What I don’t know is why you haven’t said anything about it.”


You wince as Stiles prods your jaw gently. He looks contemplative, but eventually settled for sitting your down at the kitchen table. “Wait.” He says, then runs off. You resist the urge to scream.


This wasn’t supposed to happen. No one could know what Theo was doing because they could never understand. All they would do is judge you for not leaving, and give you pitying looks all the while thinking that you must’ve done something to deserve it. No one understood, least of all Stiles.


“Here.” You look up to see Stiles, hand stretched out with a bucket of ice. Confusion clouds your features and Stiles gives you a gentle smile. He puts the bucket down on the table and brings your right hand towards it, pushing it in.


It’s extremely cold but also soothing. You sigh gently as your wrist is finally given the attention it deserves. You’re about to thank Stiles before he leaves, only to find that he’s not leaving at all. He’s kneeling next to you and opening what looks to be a first aid kit.


“That’s not-” You try but Stiles silences you with a look.


“It’ll help.” He says. “I promise.”


The older boy opens a jar of sorts and the smell of herbs drifts to the air. He dips two fingers into the salve and gently brings them to your face, applying it to the spot with the utmost caution.


“It stinks.” He says. “But it’ll reduce the swelling. Give me your wrists.”


You oblige deftly, raising your bruised wrists from the tank of melting ice to where Stiles is kneeling half-naked next to you. He drys your wrists off with a kitchen towel before applying a rather thick layer of the salve onto your wrist, massaging it gently.


“Better?” He asks in a whisper as he stands, after five minutes of comfortable silence. Suddenly, you are pulled back into the real world and are faced with the truth. You had just shared this moment with Stiles, with the guy you had screamed that you hated at your boyfriend before he punched you in the face. Theo would be pissed, so fucking pissed, but you would deal with that tomorrow.


“Much.” You say, and make a move to stand, but you’re unsteady. You’re feet wobble in your brown heels and Stiles quickly wraps his arms around you, stabilizing your body before you fell.


“How bout something to eat?” He asks, “I mean, you could go to bed like this and all, but for some reason I don’t think you’ll wake up in the morning.”


“Bet you’d love that.” You say, feeling some of your wit returning. Stiles smiles.


“Nah.” He says. “Then who’s gonna be there to falsely accuse me of stealing moisturizer?” You laugh loudly and Stiles smiles. “Um, there’s a 24 hour pizza place a couple of minutes away. We could go there.” He suggest and you shrug, realizing how close you are. You pull back.


“Hey man, it’s your town.” You say and Stiles nods.


“Eddie’s it is, then.” The two of you stand but you hesitate, looking down at your outfit.


“Give me one second.” You say and run up the stairs into your bedroom. For a moment, you wonder if you should dress up but ultimately decide that it’s not worth it. You swap out your skirt and top for a pair of sweats and a baggie t-shirts, and your heels for your beat up converse. You grab your phone as you walk down, pulling your hair from it’s tangles and into a messy bun.


“I look like shit but who’s gonna see?” You ask when you walk back into the kitchen. Stiles looks at you laughs.


“You look beautiful.” He says, and grabs his car keys. You eyes widen.


“Aren’t you gonna put something on?” You ask as Stiles stand in front of you, still wearing nothing but a pair of black shorts. He shrugs.


“It’s hot.” He says simply, walking out the door. When you just stay right where you are with your mouth agape, he pops back inside. “You coming or what?”


“I’m gonna regret this,” You say as you follow him out the door, noticing that he left behind his baseball bat. As you walk out into the front yard, you see Stiles in his blue Jeep, looking far too excited for a midnight drive for pizza. “Yeah, I’m definitely gonna regret this.”


The ride to Eddie’s, as Stiles had called the place, is filled with stupid small talk and light arguments. (You think that Batman could win in a fight against Iron Man. Stiles strongly disagrees) The two of you listen to crappy music and Stiles sings along at the top of his voice, which you realize is actually pretty good, and you join him. Soon, the two of you are laughing after having belted out the final notes to Smashmouth’s 'I’m a Believer’ in the Eddie’s parking lot, while people look at you like you’re mad.


“Oh my God,” You say breathlessly, wiping the tears from your eyes as you clutch your stomach. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard a worse butchering of a Shrek song in my life!”


Stiles laughs, loud and free, and it’s like music to your ears. “I think that guy in the ugly Mini would agree with that.” He says though a new burst of laughter and you look to your right to see a very disgruntled looking man in a piss green mini looking at the Jeep and it’s occupants like it was something he stepped in.


“Fuck off!” You scream through the window and throw the finger at him. The guy, despite probably bring in his mid twenties, looks positively insulted and immediately get in his car and leaves. Stiles bursts out laughing.


“You know,” he says. “Maybe if you weren’t such a bitch at the start we could’ve been friends much sooner.” He smirks when he says it, and you can feel Stiles’ eyes raking over your form.


“Friends?” You ask, keeping a sultry edge to your voice. “Is that what we are?”


Stiles smirks, and you take the moment to fully appreciate him. His skin is stretched taught over his muscles and you love the way the dim light of the parking lot reflects off of them, making him look all kinds of delicious. His whiskey eyes are dark with lust, and you notice the way his pupils are huge and a vein sticks out slightly from his neck. You want to lick it.


“Let’s go.” You say and promptly step out of the car, taking a deep breath. You really shouldn’t, not after Stiles had seen you so emotional and vulnerable, but you can’t help it. He’s a fucking babe, and you want nothing more than for him to pound you like there’s no tomorrow.


Stiles follows out after you and the two of you walk into the place together. You know you must look like a pair if drunk lovers, with your faces flushed and your attire being what it was, but right now you couldn’t be bothered to give a damn.


He leads the way, taking you to a booth that’s on the edge in the centre of the Pizzeria. The place is mostly empty, safe for an elderly woman who’s out with her husband, giggling like teenagers. You grin at them. Stiles walks around like he knows the place well, and doesn’t even pick up a menus when he sits down.


A lovely middle aged woman walks up to you two a few minutes later, and you’ve decided on your order. The woman, Delores as her name tag tells, smiles broadly when she approaches.


“What’ll it be, sweetie?” She asks, sounding cheerful. Stiles turns to her, offended, and for a second you think he’s gonna yell before a broad grin swipes across the woman’s face.


“Sweetie?” He asks, “Lola I’m offended. Whatever happened to hottest ass in town?” You snort at that and the woman gives you a wink.


“Don’t worry babe. You’re still the sweetest piece of ass I know.” She says, laughing. “I just didn’t want your girlfriend over here to get jealous.” Stiles looks at you, grinning and licking his lips, looking all kinds of sexy and adorable.


“I’m not the jealous type.” You say and he laughs at that. The waitress, Lola as Stiles had so lovely called her, grins broadly. You and Stiles stare at each other from across the table, each challenging the other to look away first.


“Now now,” Lola interrupts. “No eye fucking just yet. Lemme first get you order.” You look away abruptly, going red and Lola laughs good-naturedly. “Okay, so usual for you?” She asks and Stiles nods. “And you, sweetie?”


“Give me the greasiest, most carb filled pizza that you guys make.” You say, looking at Stiles and wondering for a fleeting moment if he’ll object or look at you with disgust. Instead, he just raises an impressed eyebrow.


Lola laughs. “Your girl’s a keeper.” She says to Stiles.


“Damn right she is.” He replies, softer, looking deep into your eyes. There’s a moment where you know that you have a choice. You could correct him now, you could stop this by simply looking away or saying no, but you don’t.


“Best believe it.” You murmur, but by the way Stiles smirks slightly, you know he’s heard you. Lola offers you both two large milkshakes, she says it’s on the house but Stiles will pay for it anyway, and walks off, looking entirely too satisfied.


“I used to come here when I was little.” Stiles says, looking around the place. “My dad would drop me off here coz there wasn’t anyone at home and I was too small to stay by myself. Lola would babysit me, stuff me with junk food and all kinds of shit an eight year old wasn’t supposed to be eating. She’s practically family.”


You nod, smiling slightly. “She seems nice.” You say, then think again. “Wait, she seems really nice. Why is it that she likes you again?”


Stiles scoffs, offended. “I’ll have you know that I am perfectly likeable, thank you very much.”


You smirk. “Yeah, that’s why it took me a whole month to warm up to you.”


“No, no, see that’s different.” He’s smiling, oh so softly and it makes your insides flutter. “See, I had a plan with you. It was all set to schedule. If everything goes on track, you’ll be falling in love with me by the first day of summer.”


“Is that right now?” You asks, sitting up a little straighter. Stiles smirked slightly, and you know that he can see down your cleavage. “How’s that working out for you?”


He bites down on his plump lip before licking over it with his tongue. You want nothing more than to jump across the table and bite said tongue, but you refrain from doing so. “Great.” He says, leaning his forearms on the table. Suddenly, his face is right in front of yours and you can see the lust in his eyes. “In fact, I think tonight might be the night.”


“Oh really?” You ask, sounding disbelieving but the husk in your tone gives you away. “What makes you think that?”


Suddenly, Stiles is leaning over the table and pulling you in close, so that his mouth is just under your ear. “Because,” he says in a whispered rasp, “I’m doing this and you aren’t stopping me.” He sticks his tongue out and licks at the shell of your ear. You shudder, leaning forward as Stiles takes the lobe between his lips and sucks it gently. He trials his wet lips upwards and nibbles slightly at the top, and your hand reaches out holding on to his shoulder.


“Now, now,”


You jump back at the sudden voice and your heart pounds in your chest. Looking up, you see Lola staring at you with a watchful eye, but a smirk is playing at her lips. “This place is strictly PG. Understood?”


Stiles’ ears go slightly red, but his nipples are taught from your actions. You’re sure he’s sporting a bit of a boner. “Yes, ma'am.” He mumbles, thanking Lola when she places two large pizzas on the table.


The woman walks away, giving you an over exaggerated wink behind Stiles’ back and you smile slightly at her. “It’s a shame.” You say, pulling back a slice. “Now you have to walk outta here with a tent in your pants.”


Stiles gives you a look that says 'that was totally inappropriate but you’re too fucking hot for me to care’ as he too takes his first slice of pizza. You don’t know what he’s eating, but he licks sauce off his lips and all you can think about is licking it off his abs.


The rest dinner (or early breakfast) is spent mostly in silence, but you can’t help but look up every now and then. Stiles is staring at you with a fierce look in his eyes and it makes you want to jump his bones right there and then.


When he pays, the sexual tension is so thick you could cut it with a knife. You can’t help but think of all those times where you were so mad and frustrated at him and wanted nothing more than to have him fuck you senseless.


Afterwards, you’re driving in the Jeep when you can’t take it any more. Stiles isn’t helping, looking unfairly sexy with nothing but a pair of shorts to cover his modesty, and brown, hunter eyes. When he pulls the car to a stop, you place a hand of his thigh.


“Yes?” He asks, smirking slightly. You just shrug, as if you don’t know what he’s thinking. Stiles doesn’t say anything as he presses down on the gas, eyes focused on the road.


Slowly, painstakingly so, your hand moves higher and higher. You can hear Stiles breath hitch when your nails scratch gently over the bulge that has formed in his pants, and you consider giving him what he wants, but realize it’s much more fun to tease. Your hands only graze over his covered cock before you move further up, dragging the smooth surface of your fingernails over his exposed abs.


Stiles outright moans when you run your fingertips over the muscles, and you see the way he gripped the steering wheels with white knuckles. *My turn,* you think as you unbuckle your seat belt and move forward.


With a hand still toying gentle with Stiles’ abs and happy trail, you shift closer and press your lips to a spot just under his ear. Stiles’ breath hitches in his throat and he stiffly changes gears. “What are you doing?” He asks, his voice full of lust.


“Giving you a taste of your own medicine.” Your voice is feather light and your lips brush teasingly over his ear as you speak. Stiles groans softly, and you take it as an okay. You mimick his earlier actions, licking wetly over the shell of his ear before biting down gently, enough to make the car swerve slightly. “Careful, babe.” You say, your voice sulty. You lick over the bitten spot again, blowing cool air over it and Stiles moans.


“Oh, fuck it.” He says, and suddenly he’s pulling over and parking the car on the side of the road. You take the opportunity, swinging your legs over so that you’re straddling his lap, unbuckling his safety belt.


His hands go to your hips when you begin to kiss down his neck. Stiles’ skin tastes like salt and vanilla and you suck down on it like a vacuum, determined to leave your mark. He lets you do as you please, something you’d never got from Theo, and tilts his head back to allow you more room.


You go left until you find that vein you’d seen earlier. It’s protruding loudly against his neck now, and fuck if it’s the sexiest thing you’ve ever seen. You press your tongue wide on it and lick from bottom to top, only stopping to nibble slightly on Stiles’ jaw.


His breath hitches, and he hesitates only a moment before taking control and crashing his lips to yours. He tastes like chocolate milkshake, you think absently as his lips devour your own and you wrap your arms around his neck. They feel amazingly soft and delicate, yet at the same time wild and demanding. You love every second of it.


His tongue pushes into your mouth and it’s all teeth and lips after that. The wet muscle strokes against your mouth expertly and you moan into him. Stiles smirks against your lips, forcing his tongue further down your throat until you’re sure there isn’t a place in your mouth that his tongue hasn’t touched. Unfortunately, the need for oxygen becomes to great to ignore and you pull away, breathing heavy.


“The things you do to me, baby.” He says, leaning his forehead against your own. You grind down on him, and are pleased to find that he’s hard and aching. Stiles moans at the touch and pulls you in for another kiss, his tongue shooting into your mouth before your lips have even touched.


His hands move slowly as they travel under your shirt and pull it up over your head. He throws it behind somewhere, but you can hardly give a fuck with Stiles’ eyes watching you like that. You’d opted to go braless when you went to change, and now with Stiles looking like a kid on Christmas, you were glad for it.


He leans down and quickly takes one nipple into his mouth, the other hand expertly cupping and toying with the other. Your hands move from his neck to his hair and you tug harshly at the strands when Stiles starts to suck noisily at your tits, making the sweetest of sounds. When he takes your nipple between his teeth and pulls back so your tit stretches out, you moan so loudly you have to stop yourself.


He gives the other breast the same treatment as his hands move downwards and toy with the waistband of your sweats. His skin is like lighting against your own and and your arch into him, loving it.


“You okay with this?” He asks, pulling away from you and looking up with the utmost sincerity. Despite the lust in his eyes, you know that if you ask him to, he’ll stop right here and now. It warms your heart, but right now you need to be fucked.


“Definitely.” You say and Stiles smirks. He pulls your pants and panties down in one go and immediately stuffs two fingers into your pussy, pumping wildly. He has to hold you tight at the small of your back to stop your from falling over with the intensity of his movements. You moan hotly and pull his face up, crashing your lips together and the car is filled with sweet clenching noises.


“You’re so wet for me.” He mumbles against you, sounding so utterly fucked out and sexy that you can’t help but moan again. You grind yourself against his bulge and Stiles moans loudly.


The hand at your back is gone and Stiles curles his fingers inside of your pussy, just as a his other hands’ thumb presses down hard on your clit. You come with a shout, clenching down on his fingers which are still moving rapidly inside of you. Your over sensitive nub is rubbed at again and you feel jolts of electricity shoot through.


Eventually you have to stop his hands as the pleasure becomes too much. He pulls his fingers out of you as you calm down and you look up, seeing your come on his digits.


Then, he does the most absurd thing. He sticks his fingers into his mouth and wipes them clean, looking you dead in the eye and smirking at your open mouth. His tongue swirls around the digits and he smirks through it, pulling them out clean.


“Fuck,” you say, then make a quick decision. Stiles isn’t expecting it when you suddenly drop to your knees and pull his shorts down, his errection springing up in front of your face. The pedals are digging into your back but you don’t care.


You eyes widened and your mouth waters at the sight of him. He’s big, bigger than you expected, but you know you can take the full thing. His thick cock is slightly veiny, and looks so damn tempting. You can’t help yourself when you immediately lean forward and wrap your lips around the tip.


Stiles moans loudly was you suckle his tip, hands automatically moving to your hair and pulling it out of its bun, only to then tangle his fingers in it. His nails dig into your scalp and you moan at the feeling, loving the way he forces you deeper and deeper.


You pull away and lick one long stripe from base to tip. He stops you from going back down. “Stick your tongue out, babe.” You do as you’re told, rogue hanging from your mouth. You moan loudly when Stiles slaps his dick on your wet tongue hard, holding your head in place with one hand. You open your mouth wider, loving the feel. “Oh, you like that don’t you?”


He forces you back down on his cock and you love how dominant he’s being. He guides your head non too gently along his member and you bob up and down, loving the taste of his skin and salty precum on your tongue. Then, his dick hits the back of your throat and you tighten around him. Stiles moans loudly, pulling you off.


He reaches down and fishes into the pockets of his shorts for his wallet. Fumbling only briefly, he pulls out a silver foiled packet and throws the wallet aside carelessly. You take the packet from his hands, just as he’s about to open it.


Looking into his eyes, you tear the packet open with your teeth and Stiles eyes widen. You smirk and roll the condom down his length and Stiles watches you with something akin to awe.


With one hand on your hip and the other on his cock, Stiles’ teases your entrance with his tip, rubbing it against your sensitive clit as you stand on your knees above him, legs spread wide. You moan as jolts of electricity shoot up your spine, but Stiles continues to watch you, not giving in.


“Please, Stiles.” You beg. The teenager smirks.


“Whatever you say, Princess.” Suddenly he slams into you in one thrust and you moan loudly against him. The thrusts up quickly, his dick slamming in and out of you at a brutal pace.


“My pretty little princess,” he whispers in your ear. “You love it when I fuck you like this, don’t you?” His hands move up your body and squeeze at your tits. “I bet you’ve been fantasizing about this for days. Thinking about what it would feel like to have my cock in you.”


“Yeah. Oh God yes.” You moan out desperately, nails raking down his back so hard, you’re sure it’ll leave marks. Stiles smirks.


“Tell me.” He says and you moan as he thrusts in deep, hitting that perfect spit inside of you.


“I get myself off to the thought of you fucking me.” You moan, fingers sliding into his hair. “I wanted you so badly. I thought of you when he fucked me. I knew you were better, bigger, could make me moan and come in ways he never could.” Stiles moans loudly and slams harshly into you. “I’ve thought about it all month. The first day I saw you, I wanted to get on my knees and blow you. Wanted to have your cum dripping down my face and tits. Wanted you to fuck me until yours is the only name I remember.”


“And now?” He breathes against you. “Now what do you want?”


“I want to come with you inside of me.” You say. “I wanna clench around your dick and make you lose control. Wanna through you over the edge and go down with you.”


Stiles moans loudly and reaches between your bodies, pressing down hand on your clit once more. Again, you come immediately, back arching, clenching hard around him as he thrusts wildly into you.


“I’m almost there, baby.” He moans, pulling your face forward and kissing you hard. It occurs to you that what your tasting is your own juices on Stiles’ lips and you moan against him.


“Come on,” you taunt. “Come for me, baby.” It takes two more thrusts before he pushes into you hard, spilling into the condom and dropping down on the car seat. The two of you stay like that for a moment, his dick softening inside of you.


Stiles pulls out and you move, going back into the passenger seat. Your pussy is raw from his fucking and you don’t really care how you look with your legs spread wide as cold air brushes over your centre. Stiles pulls out the condom and ties it up, throwing it out of the window.


“That’s nasty.” You tell him. He looks at you and laughs.


“You’re one to judge.” You flush red at that. Stiles laughs openly. “Do you really get off to the thought of me?”


You look at him and smirk. “All the fucking time.”

For My Eyes Only

Note: thanks for the request, darlin! I hope it’s not too short! feedback is welcome! .c

Request:  Can you do one where reader shows up to a ball very very beautiful in a high-fashion gown which attracts so much unwanted attention making fiance!Bucky irritated af?

Originally posted by lancefuckrr


Your hands flattened, running down your hips in your red ball gown. Tony had been planning a ball for the team, something he set his sight on after months of non-stop missions. You’d rather get cozy and watch movies with the team, but Tony likes to go above and beyond. You grew to accept his need for parties when he was feeling too anxious. It was his way of winding down and feeling like he was on solid ground again.

A soft sigh fell from your lips as you finished styling your hair and you took a look in the mirror once again. You were nervous to wear such a bold dress. The sleeves and chest area was a floral lace material, with a puffed out waist, cascading down to the floor.

Red was definitely your color, you never failed to look good in it. It also helped that it was one of Bucky’s favorite colors on you. It took you ages to find the perfect dress, and when your eyes landed on this, you knew it was the one you’d be wearing.

Your eyes fell to the shiny diamond ring on your left finger and your stomach fluttered happily. You’ve been engaged to Bucky for a year, having dated for three years prior to his amazing and beautiful proposal. You didn’t think Bucky could be anymore romantic-he was a sucker for sweet stuff-but a proposal at the first place you met was heartwarming.

A knock sounding at your door made you nearly jump out of your heels. “Coming!” You called out as you walked towards your bedroom door, careful not to trip over yourself. You opened it and smiled as you saw Nat and Wanda dressed to the nines with their hair perfectly styled and lips painted.

Nat was wearing a tight black dress and black heels, her hair loosely curled, framing her face in a flattering way. You knew she wasn’t one for going to the extremes with her dresses, and you couldn’t believe how subtle it was, all the while making her look like a queen at the same time.

Wanda wore a red dress that was similar to yours, rhinestones littering the chest area and it was sleeveless, and her hair was neatly straightened. Her heels were black, as well. You had to take it all in for a moment, appreciating the fine detail and of course, how beautiful she looked in it. Your friends were definitely heart breakers.

“Earth to Y/N?” Nat said, waving her hand in front of your face. You giggled and shook your head, coming or of your daze. “Sorry! You guys just look smoking hot!” You blushed and ushered them out into the hallway, shutting the door behind you.

Us? Look at you! You look gorgeous!” Wanda said with a wide smile, her teeth shining. You rolled your eyes playfully and walked down to the elevator.

“Thanks! I just can’t believe Tony would throw a ball.” You shook your head lightly as Nat pressed the up button on the elevator. “The man is rich, he would throw parties like this every night if he could.” Wanda muttered, making you and Nat laugh as you all entered the elevator.

The ride was short and you hooked arms with Nat and Wanda, walking down the hallway until you turned into the doors of Tony’s large dance room. He did not disappoint. Everything was decorated intricately and the music was actually good this time.

Nat scoffed and leaned into your side. “All eyes are on you, of course.” She mumbled with a smirk. Your eyebrows raised slightly and you turned to look at the crowd, seeing the eyes of men looking at you. 

Wanda giggled softly on your other side. “Don’t let Bucky know. That’s a disaster waiting to happen.” She said, laughing a little harder at your mortified expression. You groaned in annoyance and discomfort. 

Nat and Wanda separated from you after seeing their dates-Vision and Bruce- leaving you by the door. You didn’t mind, it gave you time to search for Bucky.

You scanned the dance floor, spotting Sam dancing with two women, twirling them both. His eyes lifted in your direction and you nearly doubled over in laughter as you watched him trip over his feet. 

You could see him faintly word ‘holy shit’ under his breath as he took in your appearance. The two women noticed his eyes on you and they stormed off, leaving Sam to follow after them like a lost puppy.

Your eyes left Sam and you spotted Tony at the bar with Steve and Bucky by his side. A smile formed on your lips as you made your way over there, your heart beating wildly in your chest. Though, as you were walking, you noticed the faint turn of heads, the sense that everyone was watching you creeping up your spine.

Swallowing the nervousness that bubbled in your lower belly, hoping you weren’t actually gaining the attention of every male in the room, you made it to the bar and leaned into Bucky’s arm. “Hey, stranger.” You murmured in his ear. He turned to you and instantly his mouth fell open.

“Doll, you look…” He was rendered speechless, his cheeks burning with blush as he looked at you. He swore you were straight from a fairy tale. The ring on your finger confirming his thoughts that you were really his. You giggled and stood away from him, spinning around so he could look at your dress.

Steve stood to his feet as you turned to face them again. He looked down at you, keeping you at arms length before hugging you. “Y/N, you look gorgeous!” Steve breathed, his blue eyes just as wide as Bucky’s. Tony turned to see what caught their attention after his sentence died down and he gasped upon seeing you.

Tony crossed over to you and grabbed your hand, bringing it up to his lips. “You look stunning.” He said with a smile, kissing the back of your hand. You couldn’t help but blush, easily flustered at any compliment. Bucky scoffed and shoved Tony out of the way. His arm wrapped around your waist and he kissed your head.

“Watch yourself, Tony.” Bucky warned, pulling you closer. You giggled and leaned up to kiss his cheek. He smiled down at you and trailed his finger down your jawline. “She’s beautiful and for my eyes only.” He murmured to you, loud enough for the other two to hear. You hummed in response, smiling as Bucky kissed your nose.

“Sorry, but every man in here has his eyes on her.” Tony stated with a shrug. He always enjoyed getting a rise out of the super soldier. Bucky immediately stood up straighter, his head whipping around to look at the crowd. Tony was right. Nearly every man was looking your way. “Are you serious?” Bucky growled, his jaw clenching.

Bucky instantly wanted to get you out of there. His hold on you had gotten tighter and you couldn’t help but feel embarrassed. Tony snickered at Bucky’s reaction. “You better keep her close, old man. One of these men won’t hesitate to take her away.” With a pat on Bucky’s shoulder, Tony left with a smug grin, leaving him a fuming mess.

“No man is going to steal you away from me.” Bucky said more so to himself than you. You gave him a reassuring smile. “I promise that won’t happen, Bucky.” He sighed heavily, his fingers digging into your side.

You looked out into the crowd and felt rather small after meeting eyes with a man, a slight smirk forming on his lips as he held onto another woman, completely oblivious to his wandering eyes. Steve scoffed and shook his head, having witnessed the action. “I can’t believe men act like this now.” He said, crossing his arms.

Before you knew it, a different man was walking over to the bar, his hand running through his slicked-back hair. You absentmindedly shrunk into Bucky’s side as he walked by you and he smirked down at you.

“Evening, beautiful.” He said with a deep voice, sending a knowing glance to Bucky, nearly challenging him. Your expression matched Steve’s: wide mouth, wide eyes, full of shock. Was he serious?

You felt Bucky start to move towards him, hearing a low growl rumble in his chest. “You fucking-” You gasped and pulled him away quickly, “No, Bucky, don’t.” You pleaded. Steve quickly helped you move Bucky away and left the man at the bar, keeping your eyes on Bucky’s shaking figure. 

“I’ve got him, Steve.” You said softly, watching Steve debate whether staying beside you two or enjoying his evening. He nodded gently and looked at Bucky before walking off, disappearing in the crowd.

“Let’s just dance. Don’t worry about it.” You said softly, caressing Bucky’s hand with your thumb. You pulled Bucky towards you and your ears perked as you heard “Burning Love” come on.

“Lord almighty, I feel my temperature risin’!”

A gasp fell from your lips and Bucky couldn’t help but chuckle softly at your reaction. The look on your face instantly calmed him. You were bubbling with laughter and your cheeks nearly split from how wide your smile was as the both of you fell in sync during the song. You had to admit, he hasn’t lost his rhythm.

As the song played through, you and Bucky never missed a beat. It felt perfect and you both had forgotten the unwanted attention from the men in the crowd. You were twirling and dancing around with Bucky, a smile permanently etched on your faces.

Just as the song was about to end, Bucky pulled you to his body, your hands resting on his chest as he dipped you.

You gasped and looked up into his eyes, slithering your arms around his neck. “What are you doing?” You asked, nearly breathless. Bucky leaned in to press a kiss to your lips, making your heart jump in your chest. It was full of passion and need, love and adoration.

Pulling away, Bucky stood you both upright again and you felt lightheaded from the kiss. “That.” He said with a bright smile. You shook your head as you giggled and rested your forehead on his chest, the next song slipping into a soft, slow melody.

Bucky kissed your head as you swayed back and forth. “I love you. You’re mine.” He whispered, his hand resting on the small of your back. You nodded and lifted your head up to look at him. “I’m yours. I love you too, fiance.” You said sweetly. Bucky blushed and lifted your hand to kiss the ring on your finger.

“I love the sound of that.”

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messy little OotP meeting doodle
((cuz @asktheboywholived got striped pants and a long jacket))

By Heart [ IV ] [ Final ]

Genre [Rating] : Angst

Length: 5k

Pairing: Kyungsoo x Reader

Summary: Getting over him was the most impossible thing in the world because part of you couldn’t believe it was really over.

By Heart Masterlist

Originally posted by kyungsuhos

Everything felt soft around you, the mattress that dipped to the curve of your spine, the feathery pillow cradling your head, the comforter tangled around your legs. The air was quiet around you, fingers splaying out against the sheet as your body shifted onto its side, eyes screwing shut as you fought off waking up to no avail. The sunshine began to peel through your lids til you fluttered them open, squinting into the light pouring through the sheer curtains that framed the window across from you. You deeply inhaled, the smell familiar and calming as your eyes flickered around the bedroom, taking in each and every thing you hadn’t seen in so long. The beaten up dresser that needed replaced, the books that were tattered shoved into their shelves, even the neatly folded clothes waiting for you on the trunk at the foot of the bed.

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No Strings (IX)

.Author: kpopfanfictrash

Pairing: You / Jimin

Rating: PG-13

Word Count: 3,940

Summary: It started off as such a simple question. How to know if you’re bad in bed? Of course when you asked, you didn’t imagine Jimin would actually answer.

Originally posted by gotmeolk

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‘seinfeld’ script

written by 10 people using predictive text keyboards

source: transcripts of episodes from season 3 of seinfeld. source texts specific to character with separate source for stage directions. 18 word options at each step. finished script also includes one or two stage directions generated by a recurrent neural network.

writers: carl s, corey g, elle o, erin m, gabe m, jonah c, joseph p, kai c, rob d

editors me and rob d

transcript:

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Imagine Your OTP

Person A is streaming, but Person B is in a JAZZY MOOD

Person B: [opens the door and dance walks slowly into Person A’s room,louldy] A LITTLE BIT OF MONICA IN MY LIFE-

Person A: SHHHHHH I’m STREAMING.

Person B:[slowly dances backwards out the door,quietly]…a little bit of Erica by my side…

various lyric starters
  • ❛  this is the part where the end starts.  ❜
  • ❛  I can’t take it any longer.  ❜
  • ❛  I just can’t tears your tears.  ❜
  • ❛  but will we sleep once I tell you what’s hurting me ?  ❜
  • ❛  how many storms have you been in ?  ❜
  • ❛  don’t you try to resist.  ❜
  • ❛  you are more than ready for this.  ❜
  • ❛  I’ll give you what you need.  ❜
  • ❛  I’m not gonna chase you like they chase you ‘cause I don’t want to play.  ❜
  • ❛  it seems like I have conquered every fear I ever had.  ❜
  • ❛  I don’t regret a thing and I won’t forget a thing.  ❜
  • ❛  I never thought I’d see today with you.  ❜
  • ❛  I didn’t picture this, I wasn’t hoping high.  ❜
  • ❛  now I’m reaching for the things I’ve left behind.  ❜
  • ❛  is it too proud to say that I like who we became ?  ❜
  • ❛  I guess growing up turned out to be okay.  ❜
  • ❛  it’s nothing less than perfect.  ❜
  • ❛  every heartache was worth it.  ❜
  • ❛  I’m sitting hear wearing the weight of the world on my shoulders.  ❜
  • ❛  it’s been a long day, and there’s still work to do.  ❜
  • ❛  there’s a ball at the castle, and I’ve been invited, and I need to practice dancing.  ❜
  • ❛  she says he’s a nice guy, and I’d be impressed.  ❜
  • ❛  she came home today with a ring on her hand.  ❜
  • ❛  and all that’s left is rage.  ❜
  • ❛  stay alive for the good times.  ❜
  • ❛  stay alive for the hopes and the fears and the dreams.  ❜
  • ❛  your fear controls everything.  ❜
  • ❛  when you get older your wild heart will live for younger days.  ❜
  • ❛  think of me if ever you’re afraid.  ❜
  • ❛  one day you’ll leave this world behind, so live a life you will remember.  ❜
  • ❛  somebody misses you when you’re away.  ❜
  • ❛  somebody loves you.  ❜
  • ❛  I think you’re gonna miss me when I’m gone.  ❜
  • ❛  I leave you here, for once, for all.  ❜
  • ❛  it’s time to say goodbye again.  ❜
  • ❛  shallow graves for shallow hearts.  ❜
  • ❛  if you could envision the meaning of a tragedy, you might be surprised to find it’s you and me.  ❜
  • ❛  when it comes down to it, you never made the most of it.  ❜
  • ❛  I won’t be made a fool of.  ❜
  • ❛  don’t call this love.  ❜
  • ❛  I wrote two hundred letters I will never send.  ❜
  • ❛  why won’t you answer me ?  ❜
  • ❛  I’m gonna get you back.  ❜
  • ❛  why do you do what you do to me ?  ❜
  • ❛  I’m gonna love you like I’ve never been broken.  ❜
  • ❛  I don’t need a reason for anything I feel.  ❜
  • ❛  just be glad I say what I mean, and mean what I say to you.  ❜
  • ❛  are you real ?  ❜
  • ❛  I just wanna be ok.  ❜
  • ❛  I just wanna feel something today.  ❜
  • ❛  open me up and you will see, I’m a gallery of broken hearts.  ❜
  • ❛  I’m beyond repair, let me be.  ❜
  • ❛  I’ll take you home if you don’t leave me at the front door.  ❜
  • ❛  I saw you dancing and I couldn’t get you off my mind.  ❜
  • ❛  I could tell that you could tell that I was taking my time.  ❜
  • ❛  where’s the miniskirt made of snake skin ?  ❜
  • ❛  when did reality become TV ?  ❜
  • ❛  there’s some kind of blessing here.  ❜
  • ❛  pretty little thing.  ❜
  • ❛  this isn’t what I wanted.  ❜
  • ❛  don’t look at me that way.  ❜
  • ❛  pushing you away gets harder every day.  ❜
  • ❛  you’re such a bad, bad girl.  ❜
  • ❛  I need you, I want you.  ❜
  • ❛  give me all you’ve got tonight.  ❜
  • ❛  when your hand finds the hand it was meant to hold, don’t let go.  ❜
  • ❛  I’ll never fall in love again.  ❜
  • ❛  I’ve been there and I’m glad I’m out.  ❜
  • ❛  there’s no one else’s eyes that can see into me.  ❜
  • ❛  you know my heart by heart.  ❜
  • ❛  what did you come for ?  ❜
  • ❛  where is your leader ?  ❜
  • ❛  where is your conscience ?  ❜
  • ❛  I can’t take this, I can’t take what’s not mine.  ❜
  • ❛  you won’t take us alive.  ❜
  • ❛  you’re just a number.  ❜
  • ❛  I don’t blame you for your hesitation.  ❜
  • ❛  I surrender to losing you.  ❜
  • ❛  I’ve been hiding in this bottle of whiskey.  ❜
  • ❛  I hear your voice in my head when there’s no one else around.  ❜
  • ❛  there is no where else for me to run to.  ❜
  • ❛  all these things we’ve done, we cannot undo.  ❜
  • ❛  I tried to replace you but it’s so hard to let you go.  ❜
  • ❛  I tried to erase you but I just can’t forget you.  ❜
  • ❛  I ain’t nothing but tired.  ❜
  • ❛  I’m just tired and bored with myself.  ❜
  • ❛  I could use just a little help.  ❜
  • ❛  there’s something happening somewhere.  ❜
  • ❛  you can’t start a fire without a spark.  ❜
  • ❛  there’s a joke here somewhere and it’s on me.  ❜
  • ❛  they say you gotta stay hungry, well I’m just about starving tonight.  ❜
  • ❛  I’m dying for some action.  ❜
  • ❛  come on baby, give me just one look.  ❜
Dating Taeyong

I Taeil* I Hansol* I Johnny I Taeyong I Yuta I Kun* I Doyoung* I Ten I Jaehyun I Winwin* I Mark I

*coming soon 

A/N: I was asked to do Taeyong next and I was going to do him next any way so ENJOY!


  • The mysterious guy
  • Like, all he has to do is walk down the corridor and people will be whispering something about him
  • The guys are typically envious of him bc he gets most of the girls’ attention that’s a given
  • It’s those eyes, they draw people in
  • No one really knows how he does in school  
  • But he’s still there so that means something
  • Wasn’t like he was a bad kid
  • He just kept himself to himself  
  • The one and only thing everyone knows about him is that he dances
  • And from what you’ve heard
  • He’s really good
  • You also heard that he spends a lot of his time in the dance studio at the school
  • Didn’t know whether to believe it tho bc your best friend Doyoung always talks shit  
  • But out of your own curiosity you decided you’d go see for yourself after school one day
  • You could hear music playing from the dance studio as you were walking down the corridor
  • You peered your head in the window of the door and saw him dancing  
  • Every move was executed effortlessly  
  • His dark hair sticking to his forehead  
  • His eyes staring intently at his reflection in the mirrors that lined the walls
  • His skin glowing due to he light hitting the heads of sweat on his skin
  • Lmao I’m getting carried away here
  • Anyway
  • After running through an entire song he finally noticed you looking at him with a dazed expression  
  • The shy side to him taking over as he grabbed his stuff and walked out of the dance studio  
  • He walked past you without a second glance
  • This became a daily routine which he gradually became accustomed today  
  • So much so that you even started sitting in the dance studio and watching him dance  
  • You weren’t in one day, and he  actually felt lonely  
  • And he never felt lonely
  • It had been almost 3 weeks since you first visit to the dance studio  
  • And in all that time you had never actually spoken to each other
  • You were both just happy enough losing yourselves in the music as you sat and watched him dance
  • Stealing looks at one another and sharing smiles
  • The first to actually speak was Taeyong surprisingly  
  • He asked you if you wanted him to teach you the dance as he had noticed your attempts of following his dance moves as you sat at the side
  • Ofc you accepted  
  • So from that day one you remembered to bring clothes for dance every day  
  • One day when you were dancing, you were learning a partner dance  
  • And ngl, you were seeing a side to him you never thought you would but hoped you did
  • As he was teaching you, his hand was on you hip as yours was placed on the back of his head  
  • As he explained the move that you were in mid-execution, you felt his grip on you hip strengthen  
  • You noticed a flicker in his eyes you hadn’t seen before but it was enchanting  
  • His eyes landed on you lips before snapping back up to meet your eyes  
  • Lmao u couldn’t help urself and honestly don’t blame u
  • You craned your neck so that your lips were brushing his
  • You gave him control of the situation
  • He could walk away or close the space between your lips
  • U hoped for the latter  
  • The feeling of his lips dancing across your own sent shivers down your spine
  • Once you pulled away a coy smile was spread across his face
  • “So how about dinner on Friday after dance?”
  • You instantly accepted his proposal  
  • Fast forward 2 months
  • After you had been dating for just under 2 months
  • People were still shocked
  • Like how did u start talking to him?
  • But either way  
  • You were both 110% happier than before
  • You helped him come out of his shell
  • And he even warmed up to Doyoung  
  • To an extent anyway
  • They did argue a bit but it was friendly  
  • Anyway  
  • Oddly enough, he is quite open with skin ship
  • Which surprised you to say the least
  • He always pecked you and held you close in public
  • And in private 100x more so
  • Always cuddling up to you  
  • Nuzzling his face into your hair
  • Always playing with your hair
  • Quite needy ygm loool
  • You both still dance after school everyday and every time you both end up reminiscing  
  • Neither of you would have it any other way
let’s talk about sex, baby (m)

🎃 word count: 3.8k

🎃 genre: smut ; idol-verse + english tutor! reader

🎃 pairing: reader/taehyung

🎃 warning(s)/kink(s): phone sex, dirty talk, teasing, references to other sex acts, masturbation , semi-public (?)

🎃 summary: taehyung is kinda clingy and while you love what you get up to with him, you can’t afford to miss out on a job for the sake of paying rent. taehyung at least finds a way to make the most of things, even if it’s a little risky.

🎃 requested by: anon -  “Could you maybe do a kinktober where it’s semi public w/taehyung? Like maybe the girl is the group’s English tutor or a stylist? With lots of whispered dirty talk from tae in his amazing voice”

🎃 music: often - the weeknd + liquor - chris brown

🎃  a/n:  the parts in italics (that have been specified) are spoken in english, anything else is in korean (technically lmao since i obviously don’t speak it)

🎃 masterlist + kinktober 2017

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You being an idol, coming home from a tour.

Thanks for the request! Love you toooo! 


Kim Namjoon

You had arrived home earlier in the day and decided to wait for Namjoon in the bedroom, wearing your shorts and one of his baggy t-shirts. You lay on your stomach scrolling through your social media on your phone. When you heard the bedroom door open, a smirk pursed across your lips.

“Well hello stranger” 

Namjoon would grin uncontrollably “Why didn’t you text me, I would’ve come home sooner”

Kim Seokjin

Jin would become a laughing mess when you came through the door to find him cooking in the kitchen, he’d have to hide how big his smile was, but still unable to believe that you were actually there, 2 whole weeks earlier than you had said.

“I can’t believe you’re here…” he’d open his arms out for a hug, just holding you there for a while, until he finally realised you really were there.

Min Yoongi

Yoongi hated being apart from you, a few days to him seemed like a year, so when he saw you after you had been on tour for over a month he’d become a cute ball of sunshine, wanting nothing more to hug and kiss you.

“Y/N, I LOVE YOU”

*gif*

Jung Hoseok

As soon as you walked through the door, Hobi wouldn’t believe his eyes, he’d be rather shocked you came to see him backstage at one of his performances, then he realised you must of seen him perform too. He wouldn’t be able to hold back his smile and how happy he was to see you after all this time.

“Jagi, do you realise how much i’ve missed you?”


Park Jimin

With it being rather late you assumed Jimin would be at the dorms, but when he wasn’t you decided to go check the dance studio, knowing how much he would work himself. When you arrived, you stood in the door way watching him dance for a few moments, that was until he noticed you in the mirror. Rather quickly he turned to look at you, thinking it was his imagination.

 “Hi” you mumbled quietly with a smile.

Jimin *gif*

Kim Taehyung

You had arrived back from your tour a little earlier than expected, you decided that you wanted to surprise Taehyung. To your disappointment he had a fansign to attend, but that didn’t stop you. You decided to attend, throwing on a baggy hoodie, the other members allowing you in to surprise him. You knelt down in front of him. 

“Ahh~ hello, what’s your name?” Tae would ask with a smile

You’d lift your head pulling off your hood. “Y/N” you said with a cheeky grin.

Taehyung *gif*

Jeon Jungkook

Jungkook would be playing a game on his phone when he heard the door open, his eyes darted over to see you walking in. It had been almost two months since you had last seen each other, and since you had a new album release you had to change your style. Hair a different colour and your outfit more showing than usual.

“Y/N, is that you?” he’d ask in complete awe as he looked you up and down, taking in ever small detail.

“Of course it’s me you idiot” you’d laugh a little, placing your bags down.

Jungkook would quickly jolt to his feet and walk over to you rather quickly, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into a tight embrace.

“I missed you jagiya” he whispered.

BTS Reactions - Giving them a Hickey

Requests are open, yay!

Type: smut duh

Notes: I’m not good at these so I just made up an imagine with their reaction sorry I suck. I’m really sorry like these suck so bad who am I.

Namjoon:

Originally posted by jjeonguk

Namjoon’s surprised when you come from behind him in the studio. You immediately wrap your hands around his body and kiss his neck. He lets out a startled moan that sends shivers down your spine. You smile and begin to suck on the sensitive part of the neck that you remembered from another night. He smiles and tilts his head back a bit to give you more room to work around. He’s not used to being so submissive, but he likes this power change.

“So what brings you to my office today?” He says laughing but you only suck and kiss on the neck harder. His laugh stops suddenly, “oh shit.”

“Fuck,” he groans out and you suck harder. He holds onto the arms of his chair, spreading his legs out a bit further, “god I want you right now.”

You suck the sensitive skin until you think you’ve done your job well. He breathes in when the cold air hits the brand new mark.

“How’d you learn how to do that so good?” He turns around grabbing you and pulling you on his lap. He smirks grabbing your ass and kissing you, “Now it’s my turn.”

Yoongi:

Originally posted by jinje-reactions

You sit in the chair next to Yoongi as he struggles to find the perfect chord to this song. He lets out a frusturated groan slamming some of the keys of the piano. You get up and sit next to him on the bench, putting your hand on his lap. He tries to ignore the intimacy which you frown at. You move your fingers closer to his crotch and he lets out a long breath.

“(Y/N)…” he says in a warning tone.

You smirk and sit on his lap quickly before he can object. You suck and kiss at his skin until you feel him tense up. You suck on the sensitive area and he lets out a loud moan accidentally. He clears his throat and tilts his head for you to keep going. He moves his hands from the bench onto your waist sliding up your shirt. He goes slowly until he reached you bra, when he reaches it you suck harder making him jolt and let out a moan. You let the air hit the new hickey and he groans.

“Shit,” he says looking at your breathlessly, “Damn, look what you do to me.”

He looks down at his crotch and smirks. In only a second he’s picking you up, ready to finish what you’ve started.

Jimin:

Originally posted by nochuie

Jimin lets out a low hum as you begin to kiss down his neck. He had just got home from practice and he needed you, you were happy to deliver. You let out a hum as you begin sucking and licking at his neck. He holds his breath in, “Right there baby.”

You push close to him, he instinctively grabs your waist and moans out a “yes baby, you’re so good at this.”

You let out another hum to signal that you’re almost done making the hickey. He throws his head back and lets out a growl when you bite and suck one last time. You lick the spot before tilting his head down and kissing his plump lips.

He lets out a hum and smiles, “baby, you do that so well.”

He smirks when you blush at him, “is that blushing.”

You hide your face in his chest, “Jimin…”

“How about I give you something to blush about,” he laughs before picking you up and heading to the bedroom.

Taehyung:

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

As soon as you closed the door Tae was already hooked onto you. You had both been waiting to leave the damn party as soon as you got there. It didn’t help that Tae and you whispered promises of what you would do when you got home. You smirk at Tae’s eagerness to get into the action.

He places kisses on your mouth and neck whispering, “god you look so sexy in that little, tight outfit. Just for me.”

You take this opportunity and push him back to where he’s on the wall and you’re on him. He gasps when at the fast power change and lets out a low groan as soon as you attack his neck. You suck on the spot your so familiar with, Tae moans and grips your ass when you hit just the right spot. You suck harder letting out a whimper at how wet he had made you, moaning and groaning like that.

“Fuck,” he says and the low sound makes your ears vibrate, “how do you always do this to me.”

Hoseok:

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

You shut the dance room door, making sure to lock it. Hoseok turns around confused to see you here when he was still practicing, “Baby?”

You don’t take a second to pin him onto the wall, pulling him down so you can get to his sweet spot quick. You kiss his neck and take a practice nip which makes Hobi let out a whimper. You smile and suck harder this time, making him grab onto your waist for support, “Shit, baby keep going.”

You take this sign to suck and lick the spot that you plant your mark on him. He lets out a loud moan that echoes in the practice room, gripping your clothes until there wrinkled.

You moan when he pulls you close, letting you feel his hard crotch which you’re proud of. You stop when the hickey is done and kiss his lips. He puts his lips on yours like it was the last thing that he would ever do.

“Get in the car. Now.”

Jin:

Originally posted by fawnave

Jin takes off the sweatshirt, trying to relieve some heat. It was a cold day that had turned way too hot for what the both of you were wearing, “god I’m so hot right now.”

“You’re always hot,” you let out a giggle and he winks in your direction. An idea pops into your head, “how about I make you forget about all this heat.”

He looks at you confused but doesn’t have time to ask questions before you lay on top of him. He moves a bit so you have space on the couch but stops abruptly when he feels you lips on his neck. Letting out a whimper he grabs your waist pulling you into an embrace.

“Oh god, (Y/N). Beautiful.”

You keep going, sucking on his neck until he lets out a loud moan that resonates in the empty room. You let out a moan, sending vibrations onto Jin’s body.

“Youre so beautiful,” he says, his breath hitching in his throat when you finish off the hickey. His fingers clench onto the cushion of the couch. You let the air hit the hickey and smile at your creation.

Breathlessly, Jin looks up at you and lets out a laugh, “Beautiful, let’s continue this upstairs.

Jungkook

Originally posted by jimiyoong

“Jungkook?” You say, looking up at him from your cuddling position.

He hums a yes and you continue, “I want to try out something.”

He gives you a confused look, letting out an, “okay. Whatever you want gorgeous.”

You laugh and lean up, kissing his lips. He hums and lets one hand grab your waist and the other fall to your ass. You hum before moving down his jawline, peppering kisses the whole way down to his neck. His breath stops in his throat when he feels you kissing and sucking the sensitive skin on his neck.

“Oh, shit. Baby…” he lets the name come out slow, now groping your ass to keep you going.

You move down to the part of skin that connects his neck and collar bone, “Right there!”

He doesn’t hesitate to help you, whispering praises as you work on making the hickey. When you feel that you’re finished you let go gently, Jungkook letting out a happy breath of air, “That. Was. Amazing.”

You laugh and whisper, “I love you.”

“Oh no,” he says moving to where you’re now underneath him, “this isn’t over yet. It’s my turn now.”

BTS reaction to you singing their songs in the shower

Jin:

Jin would just laugh at you. You’d be in the shower, so he’d just be there waiting for you. Making dinner or just relaxing after a long day until he heard some noises from the shower. He’d walk over, put his ear to the door and listen. When he heard you singing some BTS songs, he’d start to giggle. “Make sure you don’t get any soap in your mouth while singing, silly!”

Originally posted by bwiseoks


Yoongi:

Like Jin, he’d just start to laugh when he heard you. He was waiting for you to get done since he had to shower as well. Yoongi went to knock on the door to find out what was taking so long to hear you singing. Not just singing some random song, you’d be singing Bangtan songs. He would laugh as he heard the passionate mumbles to the rap parts. He’d open up the door to scare you then just burst into laughter. “Don’t stop singing because of me, babe. Keep going.” He’d chuckle.

Originally posted by myoongim

Hobi:

He would think it was the cutest thing ever. He heard some noises from the bathroom and only two things popped into his head. you either got hurt or were doing something he could help with. He hurried up to the bathroom to find you singing some BTS songs. Hobi would burst through the door, start dancing and singing into a hair brush loudly. “OH YEAH-!!! DUET TIME BABY”!“

Originally posted by fyeahbangtaned


Namjoon:

Namjoon would think it’s adorable and pretty relaxing. He heard you singing some of their songs so he sat outside the bathroom door, trying to take in all he could of your voice from over the muffled water. He’d close his eyes until you opened the door, scaring him. He would jump and his face would be red. "I-I wasn’t listening or anything! Well… maybe I was. You just have a really nice voice, baby girl.”

Originally posted by yoongichii


Jimin:

Jimin would hear you singing along to one of their songs a mile away. Your speaker was pretty loud, so when you sang along with it, your voice got louder without you even realizing. He would hurry and pull his phone out to record it sneakily. Once you were done and came downstairs, he would play it and sing along with it. “I got it recorded, jagi! And there’s nothing you can do about it!”

Originally posted by gotjimin


Taehyung:

He would think it was adorable as soon as he heard their music come from the bathroom. The speaker was loud so it could be heard through the door. Tae would stand outside the door, listening to your voice sing flawlessly. Then he would start loudly singing on the other side of the door with you. Once the song was over, he’d laugh. “That was like a movie scene, wasn’t it~!?”

Originally posted by taesverynofun


Jungkook:

Jungkook would think it’s precious. He would hear you sing BTS songs at the top of your lungs and start to laugh. He would peak in the bathroom to listen better. He would laugh a bit more and smile. Kookie would start to harmonize with you and laugh super hard when you jumped. “Ah! Did I scare you, babe~? Oops!”

Originally posted by yoonelle

Need (Jaebum Oral Smut)

Sooo I know you guys are getting anxious and impatient with things but I promise I will get to writing soon. So this is for all of my followers but mostly @silhouetted-beauty ;))) she don’t even know I wrote it heh. BUT I hope you all love it <3


You had sat there shaking your legs as you looked at the male flaunt his stuff across the screen. Everything about him was pissing you off and making you extremely needy. How he was teasing, that damn smirk on his lips, the natural hair on the top of his lips that was subtle and not too much. He was sex on legs, his dark hair and broad shoulders. His flawless skin and deep brown eyes. Im Jaebum was your weakness and you knew that he knew so as well. You had been trying for the last past hour to sit cross legged and in different positions to calm the throb down there in between your other set of lips. You had decided to watch different little clips of Got7 a thing you occasionally liked to do whenever he wasn’t there but it seemed your body had other ideas.  Your mind screamed for you to look at anything else but your eyes trailed over to him every time. You told yourself to keep calm but your body screamed raw me with every step he took. Becoming more fed up with yourself and him you quickly jumped up from the couch storming into your room.

You didn’t have time to waste, not really thinking you moved around quick stripping out of your sleeping house clothes and changing into leggings and an oversized T-shirt that his name was plastered on the back of. Maybe you were a little biased but why shouldn’t you be? You and Jaebum had been dating for a couple of years now and at first you hated the idea of dating a celebrity but the more you fought the harder he tugged at you until you were in his world being taken completely with him. You were smitten but you had to admit you did love it. Snickering to yourself, you gripped at your phone and wallet quickly leaving your house. Hailing a cab because you didn’t trust yourself to drive you sat in the back looking out of the window. You didn’t know what you would do when you got there you just knew that you needed him at this moment. You didn’t even warn him about it, that was a risky move indeed but after what you kept envisioning in your mind you felt it would be beneficial for the both of you considering it had been a few days since you saw him. Once you got to the building you paid the driver and left walking into JYP building knowing the halls all too well. You moved to stand beside the door of the dance studio watching all the boys move around as Sign came on. You swore under your breath watching JB glide across the floor, he was so beautiful and your body screamed for him. Without a second thought, you stormed through the door causing all the members to freeze looking at you. The look on your face must have not been friendly because JB standing there with his ripped skinny jeans hanging low on his waist and gray shirt slick against his sweaty body had his eyebrows furrowed as he panted. Watching the sweat drip from his forehead and face to his neck and down to his body you shook your head slowly.

“Baby- “He started but you cut him up gripping at his wrist pulling him to you.

“We. Need to talk.” You said with annoyance in your voice dragging him away. You could hear the silent curses from all the members and how they whistled low in their throats. Your heart was hammering and your head was spinning, Jaebum wasn’t the type to take things like this laying down and you knew he was going to get your ass if you didn’t think quick. Leading him to one of the sound proof studio rooms you opened the door only to slam him against it with a shove of your hands. Jaebum glared at you, full of rage but before he could even get out a word you dropped to your knees frowning up at him.

“I need you.” You whimpered out slowly, your hand moving up to rub against his member. At first you couldn’t feel anything but the more you rubbed at his outline, the more you kissed with your lips and nuzzled with your face- slowly he got harder under your ministrations.

“I don’t have time!” Jaebum groaned knowing that he would be in so much trouble if anyone came looking for him but seeing you do such things after storming in there, he had to admit it was hot and he secretly loved when you did those things.

“I will be quick.” You left no more room for discussion this time. Your hands gripped at his jogging pants pulling it down not surprised that he didn’t have on any boxers. His dick stood hard and tall, proud against the fabric of his shirt. Your mouth watered instantly and you gripped at the base of his shaft pumping him slowly. Jaebum growled at you, his hips bucking lightly and he tried once again to reason with you.

“Y/n. Quit.” He barked gripping at your hands to pull you off him but you had other plans because the both of you knew he didn’t want you to stop. You flicked out your tongue to press it against the tip of his dick moaning softly. Your tongue ground up and down the slit of his shaft, your tongue swirling around the head slowly tapping his dick on your wet tongue and lips you looked at him with big eyes.

“Do you really want me to quit daddy? Do you really want to go to practice with a hard-on when I can use my wet warm walls to get you off?” You questioned wrapping your lips around his head. You could tell from his eyes he was livid but the moment your lips wrapped around his tip his resolve died down. Your mouth slowly sunk down onto his shaft sucking eagerly on everything as you watched him. Jaebum groaned rolling his head back letting his legs spread as wide as his bound ankles would let him go. You moved to nuzzle his nose against the base of his dick choking lightly but you took the burn for him. Pulling back slowly you moaned and slid your mouth back down bobbing your head at a slow pace letting your tongue swirl around his heated shaft. Jaebum was torn, wanting to be mad at you was one thing but when you did shit like this he couldn’t help but fall for you more and want to be with you forever. His hips started to slowly roll against your mouth, his hand at first was stroking through your locks of hair as he relished in the feeling of you sucking him off. You didn’t know what it was about tasting the male when you were needy, maybe it was how he moaned for you, how he cried out for more with a low groan. How his large hands stroked at your hair, or gripped at it for dear life. How he fucked your face until it was hurting and your eyes were brimming with tears. It got you off more than playing with yourself or you would’ve stayed at home to do that. Getting pulled out of your thoughts with Jaebum gripping at your hair harshly he tugged at the locks holding your head still his dark eyes looking down at you.

“I’m sorry baby girl, I know that you want to savor this but I need you to finish what you started and I’m limited on time.” He spoke in a deep voice filled with lust. He kept your head in place as he started to roll his hips forward sinking himself into your mouth repeatedly, listening to the wet sounds of him face fucking you. He loved how your face slowly became wrecked. He loved how the spit dripped down to your chin. He moved his hips roughly face against your face listening to the sounds of his balls slapping against your chin. A knock on the door had him cursing but he cleared his throat sliding you down until he hit the back of your throat cutting off your air hissing quietly. “You better learn how to breathe through your nose.”

“Jaebum. Is everything okay?” Jackson asked leaning against the door. Jaebum watched you fight against him causing him to pull your head back letting you catch air before he surged his hips forward slowly listening to the choking sounds and he knew Jackson could hear as well.

“Yeah man I’m good. Can you stall for me for a few more minutes? We are almost finished.” He spoke calmly as if what he was doing was not sinful.

“You got it man, just make it quick before you know who comes.” He spoke about their manger with a chuckle leaving the both of you by yourself.

Jaebum smirked before he looked back down at you slowly letting his hips build up speed until he was trying to pound at your throat, sinking himself as deep as possible. He saw your hand move down towards your leggings and he knew that you would try to cum so he shook his head speaking out.

“No baby girl. I’ll take care of you.” He said with a drip of lust in each word, your eyes locking together and you wondered how he would when you were rushed but prayed that a quick fucking session would be in store for later. Deciding to just it go, your hand moved to rest at your sides, and within a few minutes of him fucking your face. He smirked at his got closer to a release. “I’m going to cum baby girl. Are you ready?” He asked playfully knowing that you were taking it all. “I want you to swallow it all.” He grunted at his hips rolled against your face, your mouth hurt slightly and your throat felt on fire but you took it all for him. You could feel his dick pulsing against your tongue his veins popping out and the sweet and salty precum slid down your throat. Jaebum hips slowed down lightly until he was holding your head still. “Open your mouth.” He rasped and you did so keeping your mouth open as he pulled out. He pressed his dick back against your wet tongue. “Keep it open.” He made another command and you did so, allowing him to watch as his cock slid up and down your tongue until he was bucking his hips and cumming onto your tongue and some on your lips and face. You moaned in pleasure, feeling your nipples press hard against your bra, your panties were pretty much stained with the wetness that was slipping and seeping into them. He took deep breaths of air as he pulled back and released your hair causing your head to throb. He watched you play with his cum on your tongue and swallowed it before licking it off your face. He pulled up his jogging pants and the moment you got up he gripped at your arms and slammed you against the door gripping at your neck moving one hand down between your legs, rubbing at your pussy his hand gripping at your clit causing you to cry out and squirm.

“You’re such a dirty little slut. Look at you all worked up and shit.” He growled gripping at the fabric of your leggings ripping them open and damn near doing the same to your panties, trying to slip them to the side he plunged two fingers inside of you as he rubbed your clit. Your body was convulsing your hips bucked against his hand and you knew you were close but as soon as it started it ended. Jaebum pulled back to glare at you. “I never told you to react like this, or to be reckless. Needy or not you could’ve got us both in trouble and though I like it, I can’t let you think it’s okay to misbehave.” Jaebum stated pressing a chaste kiss against your lips. “You are to take a taxi home and wait for me you understand? If you cum or even start playing with yourself I swear punishment will be unmerciful. Now clean off your juices slut.” He pressed his fingers against your lips and you pouted but nodded sucking and licking off your juices smiling softly as your tongue wrapped around his fingers. He smirked pulling back as another knock sounded on the door. “I’m coming.” He barked.

“Well bitch I know you did but we need you to start helping us with the beats of this song again. We will be waiting in another studio that one is tainted.” Bambam called out as he walked off. Jaebum rolled his eyes but had a smirk on his lips letting your throat go he pulled you closer to him biting on your bottom lip as you sulked.

“I hope it was worth it.” He said softly nuzzling your noses together as he looked in your eyes, the promise that held in them for the rest of the night had you getting wetter all over and again.