Lily i'm laughing because hinata is my icon too and tHEN I SAW YOUR TAGS and he would totally need a Super Tiny pringles tube to get his smol hand stuck in there atccusjwjfijwoakd i love this boy so much :'))))
inb4 someone interprets the pringles can as a euphemism for hinata’s….you know what……
Fix it fic where Yousef comes back today? PLEASE? I don't know how maybe the girls surprise her and brought him back I know it doesn't make any sense it doesn't have to just please can you write one I'm so sad. Thank you!
Well nothing else makes sense anyway so why not? Hope you like nonnie!
“Fortunately, love does too.”
The end of the speech is met with enthusiastic cheers and applause. Sana has tears in her eyes and is hugging everyone around her. Just as they all calm down, her phone starts ringing. She looks down and a huge smile appears on her face.
Yousef is trying to FaceTime her.
She presses the green button and his beautiful face fills up her screen. Too much of her screen actually.
Sana laughs. “Why are you so close to the camera? Back up a little bit so I can see Turkey.”
“Turkey?” he says in a mischievous tone. “You’d rather see Turkey and not me?”
She rolls her eyes. “How about both?”
“See the problem is, showing both would be a problem because geographically it’s not possible.”
“If I moved, you wouldn’t see Turkey.”
The last word rings in her ears and it’s a little too loud. She turns around and there he is, standing a few feet away, wearing a white and golden kurta. Looking as handsome as ever.
She’s too shocked to talk, to move, to even blink. Because if she does, he might disappear.
The girls surround her and say, “You didn’t think the speech was the only surprise we had for you right?”
She’s too dumbfounded to even understand how and when and where they came up with this idea or did this, all she knows is that Yousef is slowly walking towards her and she’s having a hard time breathing.
“Eid Mubarak Sana. You look……stunning.” He says, with a little difficulty, apparently just as breathless as she was.
“What are you….I mean….” All her thoughts are jumbled and all she wants to do is wrap her arms around him and hug him for an eternity.
“I got a ticket in the mail three days ago, convinced my family for another two days, got on a plane this morning, and here I am now.”
She looks at the girls in disbelief and Noora winks at her and subtlety tells her to check her phone.
A new text from her reads, “Julian Dahl owed me a favor.”
Sana shakes with laughter and disbelief and happiness all at once. Then she looks up at Yousef, grinning from ear to ear.
<b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b>Bruce to Dick:</b> *with open arms* Come here, son.<p/><b>Dick:</b> *runs to Bruce*<p/><b>Bruce:</b> *beams*<p/><b>Bruce to Damian:</b> *approaches cautiously with treats* Easy robin....be a good boy...<p/><b>Damian:</b> *hisses from the shadows*<p/><b>Bruce:</b> *cries*<p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p>
Hi :] I followed you recently, and I'm glad I did. I like your Bucky cuddle drabbles, and I think you're really talented. If it's not too much trouble, could you maybe do a headcannon for dating pre-serum Steve? Thanks 💜
Thank you, love! You’re too sweet <3 I hope you like this. (I don’t think headcanons are supposed to be nearly 2k but oops my hands slipped. Thanks to @sarahwroteathing for being an angel and always helping me with everything.)
Dating pre-serum Steve
It started off a little weird. Steve’s been your best friend since you met him. But he was laughing really hard at something you said–so hard he had tears in his eyes. Something bubbled up in you, and you leaned in real close and stole a quick kiss from his plush lips.
He stops immediately. Well, that’s new. He’s looking at you with those deep blue eyes, waiting for an answer…but you don’t have one. It was an impulse. Why had you done that?
Steve licks his bottom lip subconsciously and scoots close to you, going slowly so you have a chance to tell him if you don’t want this. But you suddenly realize you do–you want him with every fibre of your being. His kiss is hesitant, still waiting for you to push him away. After the initial shock of the situation, you kiss him back more surely.
He shows you off all the time.
On your first date, Steve takes you dancing because that’s what he’s supposed to do, right? That’s what Bucky does with all the dames he takes out. Despite all the practicing he and Bucky do before your date, Steve is so self conscious. He doesn’t want to make a fool of himself in front of you. But, you see him fumbling as he shoots you shy, nervous smiles when he misses a step. Your heart swells with affection for him as you decide to pretend to be equally hopeless. You trip over his foot a couple times, go for a spin when there clearly wasn’t a call for one. Steve loosens up as you both make up outrageous dance moves for the ones that can’t be done.
Bucky gets wind of it and refuses to go on a double date with this trainwreck of a couple until you get some dance lessons.
Bucky insists to teach you both himself in the boys’ apartment. He’s moved the furniture around to accommodate a dancefloor. You’re a pretty decent dancer, truth be told; but you keep up appearances for Steve’s sake. That, and it’s actually a lot more fun to botch dance moves with Bucky than you would have initially thought. The teasing was well worth hearing your man laugh until he couldn’t breathe. Literally. Poor baby agitated his Asthma more while laughing with you and Bucky than anything else.
Steve will realize one day that he’s still talking to you like you’re just his best friend Y/N. He gets a bit self conscious about it, and is determined to treat you more like a lady. You’re his girl, after all, and you should be treated like a queen. He stutters ‘more appropriate’ compliments out, blushing as soon as he sees the questioning look on your face. When you ask him what’s going on, he tells you that he’s trying to treat you like a girlfriend. You giggle, kissing his cheek and making him blush again. “You don’t have to worry about that, Stevie. I fell for you because you were my friend.”
Steve compliments you all the time. His goal is to make you blush at least once a day. Some days, though, it gets to be too much and you have to kiss him just to shut him up.
Just because Steve is you boyfriend now, doesn’t mean you don’t still hang out like you did before. You, Steve, and Bucky still go down to the creek and skip rocks together. You all still go to the railroad and have adventures in your abandoned railway car. Just because you and Steve steal kisses when you think Bucky isn’t looking, doesn’t change that the three of you are still best friends.
His notebooks are full of sketches and doodles of you, of your individual features. There’s a lot of your eyes, of your smile…conveying every emotion between the nose scrunch you do when he compliments you, to the little frown that pulls at your lips when Bucky says something unsavory (it doesn’t happen often, Bucky’s usually a gentleman around you), to the dreamy look you get in your eyes when you see a mother pushing her baby in a stroller.
One day, Steve is so caught up in watching you as you watch kids play at the park. “I’m gonna marry you.” He blurts it out with such sincerity, he blushes deeply. You just smile at him coyly. A sweet laugh falls from your lips and it makes Steve tumble further into the void. You spend the rest of the day proposing to Steve in crazy ways while he laughs, “Shaddup, Dollface.”
When he gets sick during the winter after his mom passes, you refuse to leave his side. He tells you that you’re gonna get sick, too, if you keep hanging around him; but, you don’t care. You and Bucky get scared for a couple of days. You both think it could be a possibility that this is the illness that will finally claim Steve’s life. But the little runt always proves you both wrong.
Steve’s such a sap about it. “I only made it because you stayed with me. I guess I have to marry you, now. You’re the only thing keeping me alive.” You’re so relieved that you’re crying and laughing so hard you have to bury your face in his chest. When you finally calm down, you place a delicate kiss on his forehead and smile fondly at him. “You’re darn right you do, you chucklehead.”
Steve’s gotten into less fights being with you. You’re so in sync with him that you know what makes his blood boil. His righteousness has bled into your being, and you can’t help but mouth off to any bully that you two come across. Even when they continue with their wrongdoing, you refuse to back down until they stalk off with their tail between their legs. Steve always goes a little starry eyed when this happens.
When the war breaks out, you know Steve will want to enlist and it makes your stomach churn uncomfortably. You always hope and pray that he’ll get denied, and you’ll thank whatever deity was listening when he comes back with a sullen look on his face and rejection paper in his hand. You tell him that they don’t know what they’re missing out on. He launches into a speech about how he should be out there defending what’s his. He has so much patriotism, it moves you. You only feel a little guilty for being selfish and wanting to keep him home, safe.
When Bucky gets drafted, it’s hard on all of you. Steve tries to enlist again, and he comes home with the biggest grin on his face. Your stomach drops when you see the stamp of approval on his forms, but you smile and hug him because you know this is what he wants. When he lets you go, he looks at you seriously. “I know you’re scared, but they’re giving me a chance. I want to go out there and defend my country..defend my girl.” He brushes your hair away from your face. “And–and, well…” He stutters and fumbles to get something out of his pocket. “I want to know that you’ll still be here when I get back.” He holds a ring between his fingers, your breath leaves you completely. “So, Y/N, will you marry–?”
You don’t give him the opportunity to finish, pressing kiss after kiss to his lips as he slips the ring onto your finger.
When you take him to the train station, he kisses you longingly, knocking the breath out of you. Steve tells you he’ll write as soon as he can. The train starts moving, he almost misses it because he doesn’t want to leave you. As soon as he hops on, he yells, “I love you!” The goofy grin on his face makes you smile through your tears and you stay rooted on the spot until long after the train has left your sight.
Weeks pass and you don’t hear anything from Steve. No letters. No calls. You’re worried. Who wouldn’t be? That is, until you see the propaganda films of Captain America. He looks dreamy. So strong, so sure, so..familiar?
You’re in the middle of a theater when you realize that Captain America is Steve. Your fiancee, Steven Grant Rogers, is Captain America. You nearly pass out from the shock. You immediately go out and buy every paper that has news about Captain America in it.
It’s about four days after that when you finally get a call from him. He sounds so happy, so relieved to hear your voice before you go crazy. You ask him all kinds of questions, hardly waiting for a response before launching into another set of questions. “Doll! Doll!” he calls through the phone when he can hear you’re about to hyperventilate. “I’m okay. Let me tell you what happened.”
And he does. He tells you everything that’s happened since he left five months ago: the experimental procedure, traveling the country to sell bonds, Bucky’s capture, the very unauthorized rescue mission. He tells you that he’s part of a specialized group called the Howling Commandos. You listen, absolutely enraptured until he tells you that he has to go. He tells you he’ll call again soon.
Steve calls you weekly while he’s in the army. His calls become the highlight of your week.
You still collect newspapers with Captain America and the Howling Commandos news.
It’s late September 1945 when Steve and Bucky finally come home. You see Bucky first and launch into his arms, kissing his cheek, telling him how happy you are that he’s home. A throat clears beside you, and your jaw drops at the sight of your fiancee. Yes, you’d seen him in propagandas and newspaper articles, but seeing this new Steve in the flesh was something you’d have to get used to.
His smile is the same, though, and it melts your insides. You release Bucky and slowly make your way over to Steve, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him tightly into your embrace. His face is buried in your neck, strong arms wrapping around you and lifting you from the ground. You’re both so ecstatic that you’re crying. You’re pressing kisses wherever you can reach while he tells you how much he’s missed you, how he’s ready to marry you, start a family with you.
You two wind up going to the courthouse that day with Bucky as your witness and marry your best friend.
Hey dude!! If you get the chance would you be able to write some Dallas trans HC little things. Rather it be him coping with his shit or just little tidbits. I'm feeling hella dysphoric ATM and I would love to see/hear abt my son.
Buddy, I hope you feel real better soon!
Dallas is STRONK. So strong, but he is no match for when he has to remove his binder. He struggles to the point he’ll be rolling on the floor with his giant dogs surrounding him, concerned. When his binder is finally off, he’d be gasping on the carpet, laughing with his dogs, “it’s off.”
During the summer, Malek lends Dallas his clothes because it’s too hot to wear binders. Dallas is sort of flat, and if he wears overlarge clothes, no one can really tell. Sometimes he’d get anxious and wear a sportsbra (his mom’s) since it’s cooler.
His only consolation is that Malek’s clothes smell Good always. Like Downy.
When he was 13 and he had to deal with Satan’s Monthly Blood Subscription, Hazel would come over his room and watch Carrie and a bunch of horror stuff with him. She’d let Dallas rest his head on her lap and she would feed him M&Ms, gently put a warm bag on his aching abdomen. She Worries. The dogs would come and lie on Dallas’ tum for Extra Warmth.
(It was a relief when The Subscription was slowly terminated when he started T.)
Dallas doesn’t formally come out to Poppy at 16, but I mention there’s a silent understanding between the two of them. Dallas and Poppy sleep cuddled to each other a lot, and Malek used to be sort of jealous when Dallas let Poppy rest her head against his chest and have her arms playfully inside Dallas’ shirts when it’s cold. He’d never let Malek do that stuff.
When Dallas was 16, Ben slapped his back one day and winked at him, “puberty making you sound less squeaky, boy”
His voice was changing and it was? Really cathartic. The smile he gave Ben was similar to the smile Mulan gave Shang when Shang caught her cheating the arrows with tomatoes. It was big and crooked and embarrassed. But he was sooo happy that day. His voice was /changing/. Everyday he’d say “hello” to Ben using the deepest voice he could muster, and Ben would wink at him every time. He is so cute.
He comes out to Malek, finally. It’s also him coming out formally to Poppy. His mom signed a permission slip for his top surgery and Poppy is so happy she’s incoherent and crying. Dallas is happy too but he’s uncomfortable being the center of attention. He mumbles “it’s no big deal,” but Malek who was Stunned into silence, interjects, “it is a big deal!” And he pulls Dallas (and Poppy) into a massive bear hug that lasted a full on 10 minutes.
Despite all that, Nobody treats him any different. Sure when he changes clothes, the rest of the team politely turn their backs because he says he’s not comfortable with them looking yet. But he’s just Dallas. He is, and will always be one of the boys.
okay this might be a bit ooc but I wanted to draw something fun because they deserve fun (and honestly they are sometimes just like a bunch of children, especially Rodney and John, shenanigans are bound to happen)
Rodney probably lost a bet or something, Teyla wishes she didn’t ask what John was so smug about, and John is enjoying himself a little too much :D in the end Rodney could hold on for like three seconds before dropping everyone on himself, pulling his back and ending up in the infirmary for days
I hope this isn't too much to ask😶 Could I request a smut where your boyfriend Jimin and his bff Hobi have had a stressful day at work so he brings J-Hope home for dinner and asks you to help "relieve" both of their stress?😉 Once again I'm sorry if it's too much😅
Your body was light, laying against the couch as you watched
the TV flick different images. Yawning gently, you wrinkled your nose feeling
the buzz of your phone against your bare stomach. Laying in your panties and
bra was common while your boyfriend was away. You groaned lifting the screen up
to see that your boyfriend had messaged you. His name popping up with little
heart emoji’s and other decorations around it. Laughing to yourself, your hands
were quick to work in opening the document.
‘Baby, I’m coming home
and bringing Hoseok with me.. We both had a hard day and he feels to worst so
please let him stay! Whatever you cook is fine we will be there in a few hours
so no bra and panties! Love you’
‘You’re lucky I
fucking love you. I’ll be waiting. Don’t be too long.’
Sighing softly, you rolled off the couch after a ten-minute
self-debate treading into the kitchen. Looking around with your hands on your
hips you looked at things that wouldn’t take too long to cook because they
would be home. Settling for steamed dumplings, shrimp fried rice and beef tips
it only took a couple of minutes for the kitchen to be smelling like heaven.
While the food cooked, you found yourself roaming down the hallway and to your
shared room with Jimin. You didn’t want to seem overly dressed but enough to
make yourself look nice. Hoseok and Jimin had been friends for a while and you
had to admit sometimes you did cheek out the taller male whenever he came home
with Jimin and it made you giddy to know he would be close to you again
tonight. Feet scampering across the floor your outfit attire was something
simple, red matching lace (because you wanted to relieve Jimin some after
Hoseok left) and on top of that you placed on pink cute thigh highs with
kittens on them, a long button down dress shirt of Jimin’s that was black.
Styling your hair up into a messy bun your face was done lightly. Soft trace of
your favorite shade of lipstick against your lips. Once you were done you
checked the time and ran back down stairs to finish cooking, sliding across the
floor in your socked feet.
In what seemed like hours later you managed to prepare three
plates of food pressing them down on the kitchen table. A bottle of beer for
the two men and you opted for a bottle of wine, drinking some occasionally
while you cooked. You made sure to clean up the dirty dishes and straighten up
the house a bit, spraying some air freshener to make the house a bit better.
The door was pushed open and you heard the soft murmurings of voices followed
by strings of laughter that made your heart tug in the slightest way. You
walked from the kitchen with your hands behind your back. Hoseok wasn’t facing
you but from the side he looked so fucking good. Light brown hair combed back,
a pair of black slacks on his thighs and a button down white shirt. His red tie
draping around his neck made you lick your lips slightly at the sight before
your gaze was turned to your handsome boyfriend Jimin. You loved his style,
simple tight dark skinny jeans and a button down gray shirt with the first
three buttons as well as his tie undone. His blonde hair was combed back in the
same style of Hoseok’s but he also just looked so damn good. Jimin turned
towards you after pulling off his shoes, his eyes looked at you once over and
the simple flick of his tongue against his lower lip let you know that you were
in for a surprise.
“Jagi. I missed you.” He purred walking your way. The way he
addressed you, with so much want had you wanting to push Hoseok out of the
house so that you could just ride your boyfriends dick until you were both
“I missed you too baby.” You cooed softly letting your arms
drape around his neck as he gripped at the sides of your hips pulling you
closer to him. You could feel his barely hard erection letting a smirk dance on
your lips you leaned forward biting on his bottom lip.
“Be good bunny. Or daddy will punish you.” He made a fake
pout before he slapped your ass with one hand. “Besides we have a guest over tonight,
don’t we?” He asked pulling back from you. Hoseok was just standing there
watching, his hands buried into the confines of his slacks he wasn’t worried
about a thing.
“Hello Hoseok! It’s nice to see you again!” You said in a
rather flustered tongue, his name sliding off your tongue as you danced to him,
having to hop up on tiptoes to place your arms around his neck in a hug.
“Hello princess.” He greeted simply, his strong arms
wrapping around to lock against your lower back. He picked you up, one of his
hands pressing down against the lowest deep of your back. It caused you to feel
your cheeks heat up more from his touch but shaking it off as just friendly you
went with it. “And please just call me Hobi. No reason to be so formal.” He
smiled setting you down patting your head. It made you want to pout and rip
open Jimin’s shirt to yell “I’m the adult here!” but you didn’t do it. You kept
it inside. “What did you cook, it smells good.” Hoseok continued like nothing
“Yeah baby is the food ready I’m really hungry.” Jimin
frowned hugging you from behind. You suddenly felt the space was too small and
you wanted to get away. Nodding your head up at a smiling Hobi you waddled
around with Jimin towards the kitchen showing them the food.
“Damn she’s cooked and it’s set out. You have a keeper.”
Hoseok chuckled walking towards the table.
Directing him and Jimin to sit in front of you, you sat in
front of Jimin as you all started to eat. It was much quieter than you had
expected. Because usually they had everything to talk about. At first you didn’t
really pay attention to it, your eyes were focused on the dumpling that was
plopped in your mouth with delicious juices from the meat and vegetables
seeping out onto your tongue. It wasn’t until you felt a foot press against
yours that you were looking up from your meal. Jimin was watching you but
Hoseok was not doing too much of anything. Fork gently pushing against his
food, his eyebrows were drawn together and his face stoic as if he was
searching or debating about something in his mind. Jimin made a face to you and
getting his understanding you cleared your throat a bit looking at Hoseok once
“Is everything tasting ok Hobi?” You asked giving him a
gentle smile. He paused looking up at you seeming to pull himself from his
trance. Nodding his head, he plopped a dumpling into his mouth chewing on it.
“Mmmmm so good! Really good Y/N.” He started to shove food
into his mouth eating to keep himself distracted and being half satisfied you
went back to eating your own food as well. The kitchen filled with nothing but
the forks hitting the plates or sips of things. The wine had you a bit buzzed
and all you could think about was straddling Jimin so that wasn’t a help in
your current state. Once you were all done you gathered the plates moving them
to the sink to wash them up and finish cleaning off the counter. Jimin and
Hoseok had talked about minor things but it wasn’t anything too great or
interesting. You dried off the dishes, moving everything back and pouring
yourself another glass of wine you made your way back to the table sitting
down. Looking around at both you and Hoseok, Jimin opened his mouth pressing
his hands down against the table.
“So.. I’ve been thinking.” He started out softly, his
fingers dancing against the brown marbled surface his ears were turning red as
he cleared his throat.
“Well?” You asked crossing your legs under the table sipping
from your wine.
“Have sex with Hoseok.” Jimin said in a rush looking up at
you. Hoseok lifted his eyebrows and your hand froze your drink inches from your
lips as you stare at your boyfriend. Your fucking unpredictable boyfriend.
“Excuse me?” You started.
“Y-yeah this is silly Jimin she is your girlfriend stop it.”
Hoseok said in a flustered state. Your eyebrow rose as you looked at him. The
cool and confident Hoseok was nervous? Please.
“It makes perfect sense!” Jimin urged raising his hands. “Hear
me out please?” He asked you both. Swallowing a large gulp of your wine you
gave a curt nod crossing your legs because you hoped for it. You felt part bad
for wanting it but Jimin was your boyfriend and if he was offering it. You
would take this chance. “Hoseok. I know you’ve had a long day at work. You’ve
barely spoken. I know managing accounts and working on projects has had you
worked up. Usually you go to the club or find random flings and buy them drinks
and take them home. Then when they wake up the next morning they leave or get clingy.
Well Y/N is my girlfriend. And a friend to you. At least this way you’d be
saving money and doing it with someone you trust. And bunny.. You’ve talked
about wanting to try something different. Why not do it tonight?” Jimin asked
letting his brown orbs pierce through you. You blinked, and then you did it
again before your eyes roamed over to Hoseok’s dark brown orbs that bare into
you waiting for you to answer. “So?” Jimin asked hopeful after what seemed like
a pause of silence.
“If.. She is willing to. I won’t say no.” Hoseok said softly
licking over his plump bottom lips. “I have worked up energy I want worked out
of me.” He murmured towards you and for whatever reason you took that as a sign
that he wanted to be dominated and that was no problem. Jimin looked at you,
eyes dancing with excitement and even if you hadn’t found Hoseok all that
stunning just one look at Jimi’s face had you ready to do anything he asked
“I’ll do anything for you. And to help out my friend.” You
gave a lazy smirk swallowing down another glass of wine setting it down so you
wouldn’t be drunk.
“Fuck yes!” Jimin called out standing up from the table and
like a kid he dashed towards the room. Sighing softly you stood up cleaning out
the wine glass before you were walking to Hoseok holding your hand out for him.
Hoseok smirked taking your hand he allowed you to pull him from the table as
you led him towards your shared room. Your hips swayed from side to side and he
walked close to you, his body heat rolling off himself and onto your body. You
moved to spread open the door of the bedroom only to see Jimin already
stripping down to his boxers biting on his lips as he watched you. Hoseok
turned around to shut the door. You guided him towards the bed, your hands
moving up to push him down on the bed on his ass he watched you biting on his
“What are my orders daddy?” You addressed Jimin like this
because you both switched. One week you were the dom and the next week he was.
Well today you were in his week and you wanted to obey every desire he had.
“Bunny. Strip for your daddies. Tonight, Hoseok is also your
daddy and you will give him whatever he wants.” Jimin watched you and you gave
a nod of your head stepping back. Slowly unbuttoning the shirt on your body,
you swayed your hips side to side, until it was falling and all that was left
on you were your red matching sets. Your hand moved up to pull at your bra but Hoseok
had other plans.
“Wait.” He called out stopping you. “Come sit on my lap. Let’s
not rush princess.” Hoseok beckoned you with his hand and you made your way
towards him straddling him with one leg on either side of him, your arms draped
around his neck. You were smirking a bit at him, full eager running through
“You’re cute.” Hoseok commended letting his hand undo your
ponytail “Now strip.” He growled threading his fingers through your hair
roughly pulling your head back.
It made you whimper but you obeyed him. While your hands
were moving to grab at the bra clasps behind your back, he pushed your leg between
his making you straddle his thigh halting your movements. “Ride it.” Hoseok
cooed cupping your cheeks before he lightly slapped your cheek making you moan
in pleasure. Not wanting to disobey him, your hips were automatically moving to
push down against his thick thighs, the slacks causing a friction that was soft
against your lace panties. “Open your mouth.” Hoseok demanded next. He was more
dominate than you had originally thought he was. It made you feel like it was
going to be one hell of a fucking but you were ready for it. Opening your
mouth, you were greeted with his thick thumb pressing down against your tongue.
You closed your mouth to suck on his thumb rolling your hips down harder
against his thighs. Jimin had moved to get off the bed coming around behind
your body, his hands moved up to pull at your bra undoing the clasps of it letting
it fall off your breast. Hoseok was quick to cup your breast flexing his thigh
when he could. You felt yourself getting closer to a release but before you
could do so, Jimin was gripping at your hips forcing you to stop.
“Who said you could cum yet?” Jimin asked ghosting his
breath against your ear. He licked the shell of your earlobe slowly before he
pushed you onto the bed beside Hoseok on your stomach with your ass up in the
air. He rubbed at your plump skin before striking it with a loud slap watching
your ass cheeks jiggle. Hoseok smirked standing up beside you. Watching you
with dark hooded eyes he started to strip himself until he was stark naked, his
long thick shaft standing proud and oozing with precum against the lower part
of his stomach. Hoseok walked towards the other side of the bed, laying on his
back until he was beside your head.
“I want your mouth on mine while my mouth is on yours.” He
said simply looking down at his own heated flesh. Your eyes darted forth as
another cry of Jimin’s name left your lips from him slapping your ass harshly.
Nodding your head, you smirked watching as Jimin pulled down your matching
panties now leaving you bare. Your body crawling onto Hoseok’s you gripped at
his shaft stroking it softly. All too soon you felt him wasting no time burying
his tongue deep inside of your tight pussy. Crying out loud in pleasure your
back arched from the wet tongue slipping inside of you. Your hand focused on
moving to jerk up and down his shaft licking your tongue across the tip of his
shaft slowly. Letting your tongue flick and dig into his slit moaning in
pleasure. Your mouth started to slide lower onto his cock until you were taking
it all in wrapping your lips around him to give him a harsh suck. You continued
to let your mouth work onto his shaft trying to take the girth down your mouth
mewling at every lick and every tongue flick against your walls had your body
crippling and wanting to just break down on top of him. You felt hands on your
ass cheeks spreading them wide. The next tongue pressing against your little
tight rim made you yelp around Hoseok’s shaft making you choke. Your hands
starting to grip at Hoseok’s thighs to steady yourself rolling your hips back.
You wanted to feel more, the two-tongues grazing against your walls had you
made you feel so much closer to your orgasm. You were continuing to roll and
thrust your hips back. Whimpering your eyes were watering from the pleasure
that you were feeling in your system and the tongues slurping at your walls.
Hoseok moved his hands to grip around your hips locking you right on top of his
body. Hoseok continued to slide his tongue up and down your wet walls curling
it against your spot he vibrated it, Jimin on the other hand moaning against
your asshole as he stretched it out with his tongue. You weren’t going to last
much longer. And it took only a few more thrusts of both of your tongues to
have your body locking up from the pleasure you felt. Your orgasm crashing down
onto your body.
Continuing to swallow around Hoseok, you felt him lick up
your cum, continuing to suck on him you felt the tongue slide from your holes
leaving you empty. You were going to pull back until Hoseok was lifting making
your body slide forward and his cock to slide out of your mouth. Whimpering you
were about to get up, but Hoseok pressed his hand onto your lower back, looking
up at the figure in front of you Jimin was shaking his head eyes dark and
hooded. He leaned down to grip your chin biting roughly on your bottom lip. “Who
told you to cum?” He demanded and when you didn’t answer him Hoseok gave a
harsh slap to your left ass cheeks before Jimin spoke again. “Bunny. I asked
you a question. Don’t make me ask again.” He growled tightening his grip on your
“I-I was just too horny not to daddy. I couldn’t help
myself, bunny is so sorry.” You tried to apologize but Jimin wasn’t having
that. “Let her on her knees Hobi.” He told the male behind you who gladly
obliged moving to place you on your knees. You watched Jimin pull down his
boxers to reveal his reddened tip. Your mouth watered, you wanted it so much.
Moving to plant your knees into the bed once Hoseok moved you. Jimin walked
towards you about to place your hands onto his shaft until he shook his head
no. Hoseok moved to grip your hands behind your back becoming your human
handcuffs. Jimin gripped at the back of your hair opening your mouth up to
roughly push his cock down your throat. He groaned not letting you adjust, he
started to face fuck you harshly slapping his balls against your chin. He was enjoying
how you choked, how quick the spit was dripping down your chin and onto your
“Come on slut. Keep up for daddy.” Jimin growled reaching a
hand down to slap at your cheek and pull his cock all the way out. Only to shove
it back into your mouth and down your throat. You could feel your pussy getting
wetter with each thrust just wanting to feel more of him. He was making you
weak. Eyes hooded and cheeks flushed you tried to keep up but it was so easy
for you to choke onto his shaft and gag. Jimin leaned down slapping your cheek repeatedly.
When he was satisfied that it was red he moved to pinch your nose shutting off
your air he buried himself to the base of his cock down your throat shutting
off your air. Watching as you choked and your body react to not having any air
he waited until your eyes fluttered before he moved back letting your nose go and
let his cock slip out of your mouth. He groaned as his cock jumped looking back
at Hoseok he nodded his head. “She is all yours to destroy. Just make sure I
can at least fuck her mouth again if I can’t get the rest of the holes.” Jimin
teased moving back from the bed.
Hoseok nodded his head, moving behind you a bit. Not letting
your arms go he slammed into your pussy in one go. Your back arched and he was
quick to slam into your heat repeatedly. Groaning against your ear he let his
body press against yours. He filled you up to the brim, the size of his girth
almost not fitting all the way inside of you. He was thicker than Jimin and he
was a tad bit longer but not quick it just was causing your mind to race and
heartbeat to quicken. He slapped his hips against yours, not sliding out all
the time keeping his shaft buried deep inside of your walls you felt as if you
were a doll being lifted and dropped onto his cock. He was smirking one hand
moving to grip at your ass cheek harshly helping you slide down onto him. Jimin
watched in front of you both, the way you cried out for his friend usually
would make him jealous but tonight it made him undeniably hard because you
looked so good getting ruined. Your breast flopping up and down and stomach
tightening from every thrust. How the juices of your shaft, Hoseok’s cock
glistening from your wetness. Your pussy tightened around Hoseok more and he
continued to switch angles landing against your g-spot. Once he found it and
you cried out for more Hoseok was quick to lean against your ear.
“You want more hmm? More of daddies thick cock pressing deep
into this tight cunt huh.. Bunny?” He
asked but the way he said your name it was enough to have you screaming and
begging to cum. Your head rolling back to lay against his chest you let him
slam upwards and bring you down. “I don’t think I should let you cum. You weren’t
a good girl.” He growled pushing you forward, planting a hand into your lower
back to keep you face forward. His hand moved up your spine slowly ghosting his
fingertips over your skin he grabbed at your hair shoving your head into the
sheets, slamming his hips forward he cursed lowly letting all his pleasure and
want drive out of him onto your little body begging for release under him. He
felt his own cock twitch with release, he wanted to make you cum but to beg for
it. “Tell daddy what you want. Tell daddy Hobi how to make you feel good. Are you
sorry? Sorry for being a dirty little slut and cumming without permission?”
Hoseok asked pulling your hair back with his hand. He watched you pouting with
a cute face though you couldn’t see it.
“I’m sorry! I’m very sorry daddy! I didn’t mean to cum! But
please please fuck please let me cum I can’t hang on much longer.” You were
filled with whimpers and apologizes not knowing if any of it made sense you
just wanted to cum bad and the release was building up. Hoseok smirked growling
out your nickname again he nodded his head.
“Cum for daddy. Cum for me baby girl.” He licked up your
back sucking on your skin to give hickeys. His hips moving deep and fast into
you his thrusts were powerful, causing you to release your cum onto his shaft
tightening up. You shut your eyes and lips parted you were continuing to
convulse around him. He watched you give him everything you had, his own hips
were giving erratic thrusts and he found himself spilling his own cum inside of
you after a few more thrusts. He slowed down a bit to let you both ride out
your orgasm before he was letting your arms go and pulling out. Turning your
head towards him, he kissed your lips gently letting his fingers massage your
Jimin was walking up to you, turning you around to lay on
your back watching you. He smirked at how fucked up you were. He leaned down to
press your legs down against the sheets, letting his tongue lap up against your
folds and clean the cum out of your pussy. He was making sure to clean you all
up and take away some of the soreness. He pulled back to lay behind you on the
bed lifting one of your legs up to hook his arm under your bent knee. He
pressed his tip against your entrance and ever so slowly he slipped inside of
your walls. Jimin was one to usually destroy you but because you had taken such
a pounding from his friend he would drag it out. He kissed along your left
shoulder blade until he was biting down onto your shoulder blade. He started to
pull out of you before he slammed back into your heat. He continued to slam up
into you at a slow harsh pace. His hips moving against your he rolled his hips
grinding against you. He watched your breath hitch, how your hands gripped at
the sheets as he moved into you. He watched Hoseok, who was gripping his shaft
quickly jerking himself off at the scene unfolding in front of him.
Your hands moved to clench at the sheets, your hips rolling
back to take him more his name continued to move inside of you. He felt so good
and you couldn’t help but let his name leave your lips repeatedly. Licking your
lips as you watched Hoseok you felt wanted and needed in this moment and there
was nothing better than that. Your walls squeezing and wrapping onto Jimin’s
shaft you let yourself be fucked into against the mattress. Your head thrown
back and lips parted your eyebrows knitted together. You continued to roll your
hips back and Jimin picked up the pace starting to slam himself into you
groaning more as he felt himself getting closer. He moved to press you against
the mattress starting to slam into you instantly landing against your spot.
Your cries of pleasure erupted from your lips and soon you felt Jimin’s hand
rubbing against your clit trying to help bring you closer to an orgasm. Looking
up at him you wanted to beg for permission but before you could say anything he
gave a curt nod of his head okaying you to cum for him. Your hips pressed back
harshly against his as he pounded you into the mattress letting you meet your
“Daddy! Daddy! Jimin oh shit!” You continued to cry out as
another orgasm swept through your body, biting on the sheets you groaned
feeling that orgasm sweep over you before you were just laying against the bed.
Thinking it was over as Jimin was about to cum erratically moving his hips.
Hoseok gripped at your hair lifting your face he opened your lips to spill his
warm load into your mouth watching as you swallowed all of him. Jimin watching
the scene leaned his head down to press against your shoulder blades cumming inside
of you. His hips slowly slowed down as he rode out both of your orgasms once
again. His arms buckling as he finished his orgasm. He moved to lay down beside
of you after he pulled out. Jimin pulled you close to him kissing your face.
“I am glad that you decided to do this for me and us. “He
said playing in your hair. “I love you bunny.” He smiled softly.
“I love you more Bunny.” Hoseok teased wrapping his arms
around you from behind yawning. “If Jimin isn’t careful I’ll steal you. A
beauty who can cook, clean and fuck like that? She’s a keeper.” He moaned
rubbing his hands against your lower stomach.
“Over my dead body.” Jimin pouted looking at Hoseok.
“You saw how she screamed she would cum good for me always.”
Hoseok retorted starting a playful banter.
“Well we will let her decide.” Jimin nodded bringing you
closer to his body protectively and a whine slipped from your lips as you
decided you just wanted to go to sleep but with a light smirk on your lips you