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jin: jin’s fingers slowly traced the inside of your thigh as they slowly traveled up the soft skin. a shiver went down your spine as you realized what was happening.”jin,” you said breathily, trying to close your legs. he merely tsked and pried your legs apart with his strong hands. “i know you want it baby,” he whispered in your ear, “you love having my fingers inside you.” your head was thrown back as he reached his destination, slowly pushing a finger inside you.

Originally posted by blackandwhitebangtan

yoongi: yoongi was rough, pushing your legs apart and growling, “mine.” the word made a shiver travel down your spine as you shook under yoongi’s intense gaze. his finger trailed over your slit as you gasped impatiently, “yoongiiii.” a chuckle rumbled through his throat and he suddenly slid two fingers inside you, roughly pumping them. “that’s right baby,” he growled again, “say my name.” broken syllables from yoongi’s name fell from your lips as he continued his ministrations.

Originally posted by jungsooneul

hoseok: hoseok couldn’t help the smirk that pulled at his lips as you writhed underneath his touch. three fingers pumped steadily into you as you couldn’t control the loud moans falling from your lips. “f-faster,” you begged as your hands gripped the soft sheets underneath you. hoseok happily obliged and pressed his thumb against your clit, making your back arch. “that’s it,” he praised, “good girl.” his fingers continued to take you over the edge.

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

namjoon: namjoon’s fingers slowly edged under the hem of your dress as you were focused on the speaker up on the stage. your eyes widened as namjoon’s fingers got dangerously close to the hem of your underwear. you gasped and swatted at his hand. namjoon merely smirked before lifting the edge of your underwear and trailing his finger across your slit. “j-joonie,” you pleaded, “we’re in public.” he chuckled “exactly,” before slipping a finger inside you.

Originally posted by https-km

jimin: jimin had one hand pressing against your abdomen to hold you down while the other was pumping in and out of you. “so good for me baby,” he praised as you keened under him, “so wet.” the force of his movements increased as pleasure continued to pool in your stomach. “j-jiminie,” you pleaded as you pressed down on his fingers. “be patient, baby,” jimin’s fingers curled inside of you, reaching a place that made you see stars.

Originally posted by sugaglos

taehyung: taehyung was ruthless, pressing fingers deep inside you and placing kitten licks on your clit. “you like that, babe?” his voice was deep with lust, “like the feeling of my fingers inside you, huh?” a whine left your mouth at his words and your head trashed against the pillow beneath you. taehyung’s fingers moved faster and faster as the pleasure inside you was reaching it’s breaking point. “cum for me, princess,” he said before sucking on your clit, causing you to cum immediately.

Originally posted by yhkkx

jungkook: jungkook slowly traced his hand up your thigh and under the hem of your skirt, pushing against your slit, making you gasp. “are you alright, y/n?” jimin asked from across the table. you frantically nodded as you tried to close your legs. jungkook growled low enough for only you to hear while whispering in your ear, “you better open your legs right now princess,” a finger moved your underwear to the side and you could barely hold in a moan as a finger slipped inside you. 

Originally posted by dearvmon

Daddy’s Little Girl

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: dont the title gives it away? it’s such a cliche, i cant lmao

Word Count: 2330

Warnings: nsfw af! daddy kink, thigh riding, dirty talk, unprotected sex (practice safe sex, y'all)

Author’s Note: old fic; i remember writing this, and i was shook™ at how much dirty it turned out to be lmaoo enjoy! and don’t forget to write back to me ;)

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Bucky Barnes is a light sleeper. The Super Soldier’s super ability to hear is one of the reasons why he wakes up with dark rims under his eyes for most of the mornings.

But ever since you both started sharing a bed, that habit of his was fading away. You’d make sure you were always snuggled up to him, giving him a sense of assurance that you’re here, with him. And then even the slightest noise stopped to disturb him

That was until tonight, when the sweet disturbance was caused by you.

You had your back pressed against his front. His face buried into your hair, as he smiled and inhaled your sweet shampoo. The metal arm wrapped around your waist as you both inhaled and exhaled together, almost as if you both had practiced it.

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BTS Reaction - car sex/foreplay

This is a very, very long post. I just wanted to give you guys an insight into what my writing is like when I have more words to play with. I worked really hard on this, so I hope you like it.

Seokjin

Jin hadn’t been lying when when he’d said that he’d take you to the best restaurant in town.  The food was delicious, but so was the wine, and as you sit next to him on the car ride home you’re more than a little tipsy, truth be told.  You look over at him, taking in how handsome he looks as the streetlights illuminate all the perfectly sculpted angles of his face.  He’s concentrating hard on the road, his hands fixed in the ten and two position, his broad shoulders framed beautifully by the smart suit jacket he’s wearing.  

Before you know it your hand is sneaking over onto his lap and squeezing his thigh gently, a small smile gracing his face in response.  He doesn’t really think much of it - you frequently rest your hand on his leg as he drives - but when your hand starts to roam further north he flicks his eyes at you, smile growing.

“Where’s that hand going, hmm?” he asks, knowing full well where you’re headed but doing little to stop it.  

“Where’d you want it to go?”  you ask back, biting your lip teasingly as you drift your palm over the quickly hardening bulge inside his pants.

“I think you know baby.”  Needing very little to no encouragement you make quick work of his fly, flipping open the zipper and reaching into his boxers.  Eagerly, you wrap your hand around his cock and pull it free, Jin glancing down at his lap and biting his lip as you do.  He’s fully hard now, his member standing tall above where your hand rests at its base, and when you squeeze the length of him from bottom to top he exhales heavily, his hips shifting in his seat.  

“That feel good?”  Jin bobs his head in response to your question, his eyes still fixed on the road as he struggles to concentrate, hands tightening on the wheel as you stroke his cock up and down with a firm grip.  You run your thumb over the tip, collecting his pre-cum and using it to lubricate his throbbing length, your own breath getting heavier as you watch him purse his lips together to hold back the moans you know are just dying to pour out.  

You start to pick up speed, eager to watch him fall apart under your touch, so caught  up in pleasuring him that you practically forget that he’s behind the wheel.  

“Babe, baby,” he huffs, glancing at you, his hips flexing upward, “You gotta stop… shit, I can’t drive like this.” You pout back at him, slowing your hand but reluctant to remove it completely until he looks at you again with wide, pleading eyes.   Sighing, you stop your ministrations, tucking him back into his pants to let him drive in peace but still pouting hard.  “The second we get home baby, I swear I’m gonna fuck you so hard you won’t walk straight.”  

Originally posted by strawberrie-kookie

Yoongi

“Yoo- Yoongi… I’m not sure we should…”  you gasp, your words telling him one thing but your body saying the exact opposite.  You’ve got your head tilted back against the back window of the car, granting access to the lips that are trailing hot, wet kisses from your ear to your collarbone, your legs spread open to let Yoongi lie in between them to grind his crotch against your core.  

“I thought you wanted to help me relax?” he murmurs against your collarbone, his hand grabbing at your breast through your blouse and palming it gently.  

“I did…” You choke back a moan as you feel Yoongi’s hard bulge rubbing against your panties.  “But I meant… I meant a backrub or something, not - oh my god!”  Yoongi cuts you short when he roughly pulls your panties to the side, his fingers plunging into you with little to no warning to stretch open your walls, prepping you for him.  

You shouldn’t be doing this here, not now.  You’re laid across the backseat of Yoongi’s car in the deserted corner of a parking lot that belongs to a fancy, Italian restaurant where you’re supposed to be meeting the BigHit executives any time now.  There’s the potential for you to be spotted any time - it’s not even that dark - but that doesn’t seem to bother Yoongi.  If anything, it seems to urge him on.  

Satisfied that you’re ready for him, Yoongi withdraws his now dripping fingers and shoves down his pants and boxers far enough to release his long, throbbing cock, lining it up with your entrance as he looks down at you with dark, lust-filled eyes.  He doesn’t even give you a second to catch your breath before he thrusts into you, hard.  You cry out at the sudden feeling of fullness, but Yoongi is as silent as usual as he commences a fast, punishing rhythm that has you gripping onto his shoulders for dear life, digging in your fingernails through his shirt.  

“Fuck, look at you, taking my cock so well,” Yoongi grunts, slamming his hips into yours, his forehead starting to perspire under his bangs.  “You want my cum, you little slut?”  

“Yes, yes, please,” you moan, flexing your hips up to meet his every stroke, the fire of an impending orgasm growing in your pelvis.  Yoongi groans and picks up the pace, and you can tell from the way he’s starting to grunt in time with his thrusts that he’s getting close, your soft, warm walls clenching around his length rock solid length to heighten his pleasure.

Yoongi cums inside you with no prior warning, filling you up with stuttering hips and stilted groans, his face pressed to your neck.  Your hips are still moving, whimpers falling from your lips as you fail to reach your high, your whole pelvis throbbing.  Smiling slyly, Yoongi withdraws himself from you and puts himself away before putting your panties back in place.  He looks entirely relaxed now, just as he intended, but unfortunately leaving you a quivering mess in his place.  When you sit up and pull your skirt down you feel Yoongi’s load seep out into your underwear, leaving a sticky mess between your legs.  His long, delicate fingers dip under the edge of your panties again to rub it through your folds, chuckling softly as you whine needily.  

“Keep all that cum inside you, kitten, and daddy promises he’ll make it worth your while.”  

Originally posted by bangtanboysbutterfly

Hoseok

When you’d initially suggested the idea of ‘getting busy’ in Hobi’s car, he’d initially been really up for it.  He’s always keen to try new things, and he knows all too well about your little exhibition kink, already having fucked you in a shopping mall changing room and various other risky places.  But when it comes time to do it Hobi almost seems nervous, driving around for at least half an hour in the dark to try and find the a place that’s adequately secluded with minimal chance of getting caught.  

“Hobi, baby, c’mon, this is fine,” you whine beside him in the passenger seat, getting more impatient by the minute.  He looks so fucking good in his button down shirt and tight black jeans that you can barely keep your hands off him.  

“Ok, ok,” he agrees, giving into temptation when he glances over and sees you already slipping off your jeans and discarding them into the footwell with a salacious smile.  He pulls up in a deserted little lane by the side of a muddy field, and when he kills the engine the car headlights switch off too, plunging you both into total darkness.  Within seconds Hobi is on you, leaning over the shift stick to crash his mouth against yours, kissing you with a desperation that reveals that he’s just as impatient as you you.  You tangle your hands in his hair, pushing your tongue into his mouth to kiss him back just as fiercely, forcing him back into the driver’s seat so you can straddle his lap.  

It’s uncomfortable; the steering wheel is digging into your back and your knee is crammed into the compartment on the inside of the door, but you couldn’t care less.  

“Get your cock out,” you mumble against his lips, rubbing your core against the bulge in his jeans.  

“Yes ma’am,” he answers breathily, hastily pulling them open and releasing his cock to stand tall and swollen against his stomach as you start to rain kisses on his neck, biting into the soft flesh just under his ear.  He groans wantonly, digging his fingers into your hips.  “Please, god, I need to be in you.”

Prep be damned, you reach down and pull your underwear to the side and sink onto his girthy length, groaning as your ass meets his lap and he’s seated fully inside you.  

“Move, baby, please,” he begs, still grasping at your hips, his head tipping back against the driver’s seat, and you can’t help but smile as you start to rock against him, grabbing onto his shoulders.  You love it when he begs for you, and you move slowly on purpose just to make him do it again.  

Just as Hobi’s starting to make the prettiest of noises you suddenly notice flashing blue lights slowly appear in the distance through the rear windscreen of the car; lights that come a stop behind you.  The car’s engine is turned off and a door opens soon after.  Scrambling off his lap, much to Hobi’s dismay and confusion, you hastily start to drag on your jeans, panicking and laughing all at once.  

“Put yourself away, put it away!” you hiss at him, giggling as Hobi glances behind you and his mouth falls open in alarm, eyes wide and frantic as he tucks himself back in his jeans, his cheeks a bright, burning red by the time a shadowy figure comes to knock on the car window.   The officer clearly knows what you two were getting up to, but after he listens to Hobi’s stuttering nonsensical explanations he just gives the two of you a knowing smile and instructions to get moving.  You’re still giggling as the officer drives away, but Hoseok looks mortified, running his hand over his profusely sweating face.

“We are never, ever doing that again.”  

Originally posted by vexedmikxyla


Namjoon

“Joonie, stop it,” you giggle, trying to bat his hand away from where it’s creeping up your thigh.  

“Honestly, what did you expect coming to pick me up in such a tiny little skirt?”  Namjoon reasons, and when you glance away from the road  to look at his face you see he’s got one eyebrow raised in amusement, but his eyes sat underneath are hooded with lust, his pouty lips slightly parted as he grabs at the soft flesh of your inner thigh.  

“I expect you to let me drive without interruption so we actually manage to get home in one piece.”  It’s all very well saying that, but you still end up parting your legs as his fingers trail ever higher, biting your lip as you slouch in your seat, practically delivering your pussy into his waiting hand.  

“I can think of worse ways to go,” he replies cockily, skimming the tips of his fingers along the edge of your panties.  So can you, actually, but that’s beside the point.  You’re about to say so, but then the words are displaced from your mouth as a gasp takes their place, Namjoon’s thumb coming to rest on your cotton covered clit and rubbing it with a firm, circular motion.  You take your eyes off the road momentarily, looking at him with your bottom lip caught between your teeth, your chest rising and falling heavily under his expert ministrations.  “Eyes on the road.”  His voice is firm, dominant, and as always it thrills you to the core, arousal thrumming through you and intensifying the feel of the pads of his fingers as they press against you.  Namjoon starts to push against the wet cotton of your panties, stuffing it inside you as far as the material will allow, watching eagerly for you reaction and smirking at the way you whimper, your hips flexing towards him.

“I can’t drive like this Joonie,” you moan, aching so badly, desperate to be filled.  

“Then pull over,” he replies thickly, voice low, and before you know it you’re scanning every darkened road for a place to park as he continues his slow torture.  You end up settling for a deserted country lane, and the moment you pull over Namjoon ceases touching you and get out of the car, beckoning you with a curl of his finger.  

Confused, you follow him outside into the night, goosebumps rising on your skin at the cold.  

“Come here and bend over.”  He’s stood in front of your car, palming himself through his jeans, and with shaking knees you approach him and do as he asks, nervously glancing around to make sure you’re really as alone as it seems.  Luckily you are, because in the next breath Namjoon’s grabbing hold of you underwear and yanking it down, bunching your skirt up by your hips and chuckling when you gasp at the feel of his hot, hard length nudging at your folds.  “You want this?”  You whine, arching your back to try as Namjoon’s hand presses on your back of your shoulder to keep you flat against the cold metal of your car.  

“Please, please,” you moan, no longer caring about keeping quiet, too caught up in your overwhelming need.  He sinks into you in one agonisingly slow push, grunting as he bottoms out and sees you clawing at the bonnet for something to grab onto, writhing on the end of his cock and clenching around him.

“Shit, you feel so good baby.”  

Originally posted by piedparker

Jimin

It’s been a really nice afternoon, chilling in the dorms with Jimin and his friends, playing video games and joking around.  You’re still glad to be going home though, and taking your sweet boyfriend with you for the night.  He sits quietly next to you in the passenger seat; too quietly in fact, considering how full of life he was back at the dorms.  Maybe he just tired himself out?  

“You ok, Jiminie?” you ask softly, and out of the corner of your eye you see him look up, worrying his bottom lip about something before he shortly replies.  

“Yeah.”  

“You sure?”  you check, an unsettling feeling brewing in your stomach.  Have you done something wrong?

“Yeah.  You just…”  You glance over to see Jimin fiddling with the strings of his hoodie, looking down at his lap.  “You look really pretty today.”  Chuckling, you raise your eyebrows as you look straight ahead, concentrating hard as you wait to turn left at a busy junction.

“And that's… a bad thing?”

“No! No.  It’s just, I-uh-I’ve got a problem,” Jimin mumbles, so quiet that you can barely hear him over the song on the radio.  When he fails to explain any further you risk another look at him, your eyes widening when you see the way he’s pulled his hoodie back enough to expose his lap, and likewise, display the obscene tenting in the front of his shorts.  

“Oh baby,” you coo, licking your lips at the sight of it, “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”  Jimin tugs at the hem of his hoodie, squirming in his seat as his plump cheeks turn a delightful shade of pink.

“I thought I could wait until we got home,” he tells you with wide, beseeching eyes.  “I don’t think I can wait anymore mommy…”

“I wish I could help you baby,” you soothe softly, really wishing that you could, especially when he whines needily, twisting in his seat.  “Why don’t you touch yourself till we get home?”

“Really? Here?”  Jimin looks around, chewing at his bottom lip nervously as he takes in the light traffic surrounding your car.  You can tell he’s debating between the risk of being seen and how good it’ll feel to do as you suggest, but when he starts to palm himself through his shorts you can tell the latter option has won.  

“Get it out baby, let me see,” you encourage greedily, eager to watch your baby boy pleasure himself right next to you.  He does as you ask, pulling down his shorts to rest halfway down his meaty thighs and mewling prettily when his little hand wraps tightly around his thick, leaking cock.  

He fists his cock up and down, his hips pushing upward to meet every stroke of his hand, and as he does he makes the sweetest of noises that shoot straight to your core, your panties getting soaking wet within minutes of him starting.  Every time you steal a glance away from the road Jimin is looking straight at you, pumping himself hard, his tongue poking at his thick, pillow soft lips.  

“Mommy…” he groans breathily, throwing his head back as he squeezes the base of his cock, rolling his balls in his other hand.  “Touch me, please.”  You bite your lip, looking back between Jimin and the road, completely caught up with the image of the boy sat next to you rapidly coming apart.

Unable to resist, you reach over with one hand and take over, tugging on Jimin’s cock as your own pussy throbs with need.  

“Mmff!  Gonna cum!”  Jimin exclaims, his back bowing away from the seat.  You pick up the pace of your hand, bringing him over the brink as you sit at traffic lights, cum spilling out over his hoodie and his shorts and your hand as his cock pulses.  He looks completely fucked out when you’re done, nuzzling against your shoulder with a sleepy smile as you wipe your hand on your jeans.

“Feel better, baby?”

“Hmm, thank you mommy.”  

Originally posted by jungkookandyugyeomwhores

Taehyung

From the moment you’d left the house to go out with your friends, you and Taehyung had been exchanging hot and dirty messages.  It’d started off fairly tame, only to escalate into your boyfriend sending you a video of him jacking himself off that you had to watch in the toilets with the volume turned down, biting your lip.  

Needless to say, when he picks you up at the end of night both of you are wound so tight you’re ready to snap, your panties soaking wet beneath your dress.  He greets you with a passionate, deep kiss that lasts for several minutes or more, and when he pulls away you’re practically squirming in your seat, more eager to get home than ever.

Much to your surprise when Taehyung pulls away he doesn’t immediately start the engine, reaching into his pocket instead and pulling out something small, shiny and familiar.  

“It’s fully charged, Jagi,” he grins cheekily as he presses the vibrator into your palm, his gaze shrouded with desire.  “Get yourself warmed up for me.”  You nod eagerly, not needing to be told twice.  As Taehyung starts the car you slip off your underwear, the alcohol in your system spurring you on to plant your feet shamelessly atop the dash.  You let your legs flop open as you switch on the vibe, wasting no time in pressing it straight to your clitoris.  The gratification is immediate, pleasure jolting through you as it buzzes against your core.  

“Hmm, Tae, it feels so good,” you tell him, flopping your head to the side to look up at him from under your lashes.  Tae peeks at you, his tongue poking at the corner of his mouth, wetting his lips.  

“You getting my seats all wet?”  You nod, flashing him a naughty smile.  You really are; you can feel wetness seeping down from your folds and between your ass cheeks, pooling on the leather beneath you.  “Hmm, good.”  

Unsatisfied by just your vibrator you start to run your fingers against your pussy too, teasing your hole as you let your eyes flop closed, wishing it was Taehyung’s cock nudging inside you rather your fingertips.  

“Are we almost home?” you ask breathily, sliding two fingers inside yourself, your body making obscene, lewd noises as they push in and out.  “I want you…”  

“Five more minutes, Jagi,”  Taehyung reassures you, his voice so thick with lust that it’s almost a growl.  You curl your fingers against your g-spot, pushing yourself to a new high that has you moaning and writhing next to him.

“God, you look so hot….” he murmurs, unable to last more than five seconds at a time before taking his eyes off the road to look back at you.  Thank God the streets aren’t busy, otherwise this’d be a lot more dangerous.  “How’s that pussy feel?”

“Mm, good, tight,” you tell him, loving his answering groan.  He reaches over for just a second, long enough to push one longer finger inside you alongside your own, groaning again at the warm wetness surrounding his digit.

“Can’t wait to get inside you, Jagi, fuck.”

Originally posted by taesi10

Jungkook

Jungkook’s been almost silent the entire car ride home, driving with a steely look on his face, hands gripping the steering wheel, jaw clenching all the while.  Admittedly, pissed off is a good look for him, his eyes dark and arousing, but you’d still like to know what’s wrong.

“Is something the matter?” you ask cautiously, biting your thumb nail.  Jungkook huffs heavily, not looking at you, and he waits so long before he replies that you almost start to think he’s just ignoring you completely.  

“Did you have to flirt like that with Namjoon?”  

You’re surprised at first, your eyebrows lifting almost to your hairline.  But then within seconds that surprise gives way to frustration, pulling your brows back down again into a frown.  You’re so sick of this; almost every time you hang out with the other members Jungkook manages to find something or other to get jealous about.  

“What do you mean?”  

“You were fawning over him all night.  ‘Aw, Joonie, your dimples are so cute,’” he sneers, impersonating you, “‘You’re so smart Namjoon.’  I swear it’s like you want to suck his cock or something.”  You roll your eyes, temper flaring as you fold your arms across your chest.

“Unfortunately, Kook, there’s only one guy’s cock I want to suck, and it happens to be yours.  God knows why, though, when you act like this.”  You see Jungkook’s fingers flex on the steering wheel and his Adam’s apple bob in his throat, the sneer falling from his mouth as he licks his lips instead.  

“Show me then,” he growls after a few seconds silence, still not gracing you with a look in your direction.

“Pardon me?” you scoff.  

“You heard me.  You say my cock’s the only one you wanna suck, so suck it.  Show me.”

You stare back at him incredulously, barely believing the audacity of this boy to speak to you in such a way.  You can’t deny the effect his words have though; your pulse has already quickened, your mouth suddenly full of saliva as your eyes are magnetically drawn to his lap.  

The cocky bastard is hard already, his erection glaringly obvious underneath the crotch of his sweats.  

“Fine,” you snap, unable to resist despite the irritation still running through you, “But you’re not cumming.”

“We’ll see,” he smirks.  Jungkook yanks the elastic waist of his sweats lower, pulling out his cock and giving it one brief stroke up and down before flicking his eyes at you for the first time in the whole journey.  He looks so smug that you just want to punch him in the face, but lucky for him you’re too distracted by the delicious looking cock he’s pointing your way to do anything but stare. “Come on then.”

Much to your frustration you almost immediately oblige, leaning down across the centre panel of the car to kitten-lick at the tip of his member whilst he drives.  Damn it, why are you so weak for him?  You lap up all his pre-cum before taking the red, swollen head of his cock into the wet heat of your mouth, smiling around it when you hear him groan above you.

You feel Jungkook thread his fingers gently through the back of your hair, and you’re just starting to enjoy his soft caressing of your scalp when suddenly he forces you down onto the length of him, right to the back of your throat, making you gag.   

“That’s right, choke on it,” he growls, yanking on your hair to pull you off and then forcing you back down onto it again.  “This mouth is mine, you hear?”  

You moan around his cock, loving the mess he’s reduced you too, saliva dripping down your chin, wetness running down your thighs.  Maybe you did flirt with Namjoon, and maybe you did do it on purpose, because Jungkook only ever fucks you like this when he’s mad, and god, it’s so worth it.  

“I’m gonna cover you in my cum when we get home, just you wait and see.”


Originally posted by f-yeah-taehyung

BTS Reaction To: “Cumming” In Their Pants.

-Request: could you do a bts reaction to making them cum in their pants?

Is it possible you could do a reaction of BTS’ s/o making them cum without any clothes coming off? Like from dry humping?-

I combined these two requests together. Thank you both for requesting!


JIN.

Jin could tell he was close as you grinded yourself on his lap, however he didn’t want you to stop. He didn’t want to deny himself of his approaching orgasm, letting you continue to rock your hips. Once Jin finally came, he let out a low groan, which was shortly followed by a deep chuckle.

“Kitten, look what you’ve made me do..”

Originally posted by eatupbangtan


SUGA.

Yoongi knew he was about to climax at any moment as you continued to grind down onto his clothed member even harder. He warned you to stop, not wanting to cum inside of his pants, as he preferred to cum inside of you.

“Stop, Kitten - I mean it.”

However, you didn’t stop, ignoring Yoongi’s orders, resulting him in releasing his load inside of his pants. 

“I fucking told you to stop! Bend over Daddy’s knee - now.”

Originally posted by sugasuite


RAP MONSTER.

You grinded yourself against Namjoon’s clothed, hardened member, letting out a sigh of satisifaction at the feeling. You had wanted to make Namjoon cum inside of his pants for the longest time, knowing he would punish you for it. Although punishments were something you weren’t allowed to enjoy, you did somewhat enjoy the pain he would inflict on you, finding it incredibly arousing, however you could never admit to that. Knowing Namjoon was close due to his erratic breathing, you pressed your lips against his. Once Namjoon came into his boxers, Namjoon turned you both around, and pushed you hard into the bed.

“I guess it’s time for your punishment for not following the rules.”

Originally posted by hayoomin


J HOPE.

Hoseok bucked his hips into yours as you rubbed yourself against his clothed member. He threw his head back, alerting you that he was close. As he released, he closed his eyes shut, letting himself become lost in the pleasure he felt, simply due just from dry humping. 

“Mm, Princess.. fuck, that felt so good.”

Originally posted by bangtanbighit


V.

Grinding your hips into Taehyung’s, Taehyung buried his head into the crook of your neck, marking your skin to show that you were his. You ground yourself onto his clothed crotch harder, knowing his high was approaching.

“F-fuck, baby.. I’m going to cum if you don’t stop.”

However, what Taehyung didn’t know was that, that was your objective, to make him cum inside of his boxers. You didn’t stop, continuing to rock your hips back and forth.

“F-fuck!” Taehyung cursed as he came, letting his eyes flutter shut.  

Originally posted by btsdaddy


JIMIN.

You whimpered as you rolled your hips backwards and forwards on Jimin’s lap. Jimin watched your movements - how you grinded down onto his crotch, making him groan at the mere sight of it.

“Shit, baby, k-keep going.”

It wasn’t long before you both came, Jimin releasing his load into his boxer shorts. “Fuck, that was so hot, kitten.”

Originally posted by kpopkpoop


JUNGKOOK.

At first, Jungkook didn’t mind that you were rubbing your heat against his clothed member, until you had made him cum inside of his boxers. He was slightly annoyed, but he tried not to show it too much.

“I’m still not finished with you yet, baby.”

Originally posted by taehyungwithabandana

Title: Just Purr-fect
A/N: i finally wrote something for the cat au ayyyye

Three.  Three cats. Thomas had three cats when he wanted only one.

Oops.

Granted, Logan originally was meant to be an only cat. He was the lone calm cat sitting by a window at the shelter, and was the only one to headbutt Thomas’s hand when he presented it.

Roman came next, soaking wet and covered in cardboard when he scratched at the door in the middle of a thunderstorm.  The tiger stripe kitten barely weighed anything and sucked down a bottle of kitten formula and asked for more when Thomas gave it to him.

Patton came last, but he came by Thomas’s own choice.  The kitten claimed him when he went over to Talyn’s house and the rest was history.  Thomas loved all three of them, and they were completely adorable, but come on!  Three?!

Thomas couldn’t help but still have these thoughts four months after getting Patton.  He grabbed three cans of food from the designated Cat Food Cabinet and popped the tops off, emptying the contents into any of the three bowls.  Logan always used the green bowl with the fish on it while Roman preferred the red one that was shaped like a cat head and Patton used the yellow one with cats and yarn balls on it.

The sound of cans opening was enough to call the cats. Logan could be heard hopping down from his fish tank viewing spot and Roman darted in from Thomas’s bedroom. But…Patton didn’t come running? Furrowing his brow, Thomas went to the door and opened it up, thinking he’d forgotten about letting Pat go outside.

He spotted a flash of yellow across the street and sighed in relief.  “Pat! Patpatpatpatpat!  Food time!”

The cat let out a meow and came jogging across the street with…something in his mouth.  

“No!  Drop whatever that is, Pat!  No kills in the h-“  Thomas stopped short when he realized what exactly was in Patton’s mouth: a little black kitten.  Patton gingerly set the kitten down at Thomas’s feet, sitting back and staring up at his human before letting out a drawn-out meow.  

Thomas picked up the kitten, checking it over.  The kitten cried when he touched it’s backleg, recoiling and stretching out the other direction.  Thomas gave a coo and held the kitten to his chest, shooing Patton inside and slamming the door shut as he headed to his car.


Four!  Four cats! Thomas had four cats, now, and one had a cast on its hindleg!  

“OK, in the crate you go…” Thomas said as sweetly as he could, gently placing the little black kitten inside the crate he’d just bought. Inside, he’d laid down a fleece blanket, a cotton baby blanket, a small, shallow box to act as a litterbox, and a small woven basket of plush toys and jingly bells.  

The kitten cried out when Thomas set him down, making the man fear he’d hurt him.  But, once sat down, the kitten slunk over to the corner of the crate and laid down, glaring at Thomas.  

“I know, I know, that’s gotta be embarrassing…” Thomas said with a snicker.  He stood up and tried to shut the door, but was cut off by the quick flash of orange. “Pat, no!”  

Patton sniffed the kitten’s bandages and nudged the leg with his nose, making the kitten retract its foot.  With that, Patton laid down.

“Patton, I know you wanna help, but the kitten needs to rest…” Thomas tried to reason, reaching in and pulling out the cat.  “Go sit with Lo or go find Ro…”

Patton let out a pitiful mew and slunk along the side of the crate, eyeing Thomas the whole time as he sat down beside the kitten and flopped on his side.  Thomas side and shook his head, leaving Pat to his own devices.  


Later that evening, Thomas found Patton exactly where he’d left him.  The kitten, however, had moved.  And the basket.  

Toys were strewn about the crate, and the basket was on its side with the kitten curled up inside.  The basket was dragged close to the walls of the crate, just close enough that one of Patton’s paws could reach inside and hold down the handle.  

The sight was so precious, but it had to be disturbed. So, with the pop of a can, Patton jumped up and followed Thomas into the kitchen.  Once all three cats were fed, Thomas prepared a bottle of formula. Apparently, the little kitten wasn’t even five weeks old.

Bottle feeding a kitten was difficult.  Bottle feeding a kitten with a broken leg?  Nearly impossible.  

“Sit…sit still…please, stay still.  You need – you need foo – You little!”

The kitten darted around the table.  He was surprisingly fast for having to drag a cast.  Thomas snatched him by the scruff and plopped him on his belly, holding on gently to the neck.  He’d only done this a few times, so each time was difficult. Nevertheless, Thomas pushed the bottle to the kitten’s mouth and…

……

“You know, you have to put forth some effort, now.”

……

………

“Any day, now.”

The kitten eyed him, a look that Thomas would call a glare on his face.  Groaning, Thomas gently squeezed the bottle’s sides to make some of the liquid come out. He ran his thumb over the kitten’s throat to make him swallow, and slowly but surely, the bottle’s contents started to go down.

“You’re gonna be impossible, aren’t you?”

The kitten started to purr, slowly blinking.  He finally started to latch on to the bottle when Patton jumped up on the table.  Patton laid down and propped himself up against Thomas’s arm, rolling on his back and rubbing his head on the man’s arm.  

“In a minute, buddy,” Thomas said, dipping down quickly to kiss the cat’s head.  

Finally done with the bottle, Thomas got up to get a towel. The kitten was such a messy eater; he was covered in formula.  But, when Thomas turned back to clean the cat, Patton was doing that job for him. The kitten mewed and cried gently, raising a paw to grab ahold of Patton as the orange cat licked him clean.

“Alright, that’ll work,” Thomas said with a laughed, reaching down to pet them both.  He sat down and pet the two cats, rolling his eyes when Roman hopped up and demanded attention as well.  He looked at the kitten and watched him swat at Roman and roll around.  “…You’re gonna need a name…”

The name “Virgil” came to mind, and when Thomas spoke it, the kitten sneezed.

“I’ll take that as a yes.”

Virgil sneezed once more.

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Dear diary,

There was some tension in the sewing circle today. Susan told me that my burlap creations are making the rest of the group “uncomfortable” and to please stitch something more “pleasant” for my next project. Upset that my artistic methods were being called into question, I lashed out in a fit of anger. I hotly informed Susan that I’d overheard our fellow circle members Agatha and Carol making fun of her favorite sweater, the pink one with a bedazzled collar and an image of a kitten sitting inside a teacup printed across the chest.

This was a lie. It was I who had secretly mocked the sweater.

Now Agatha and Carol have been dismissed from our group, which is unfortunate because Carol always brought cucumber sandwiches. Sigh. I can’t help but feel that this is somehow all Batman’s fault. 

Always,
Jonathan

5

My mom’s cat had kittens and they’re sooooo cuuuteeee, they’re a week old in this pic and they try and hiss if you touch them without mom around, but all that comes out is this little KHCK sound and they jump a little bit.

Teasing

Originally posted by thefirstgingerdoctor

Pairing: Peter Pan x Reader

Prompt:  anonymous asked: okay so I’ve been looking through a LOT of your imagines and its safe to say that i frikin love ur blog and i was wondering if you could do one of peter pan x reader where the reader is watching the campfire at the corner and peter comes up from behind (theyre dating btw) without her knowing and starts kissing down her neck and teasing her there and id love it to be just really cute and pan whispers some inappropriate things and end in smut + lots if foreplay :))

Anonymous asked: YOOO YOUR SMUT IS SO GOOD THANK YOU!!!! More Peter Pan smut okay? ;) Robbie Kay is a sexy devil. But seriously ur writing is so talented you should be proud

Warning: SMUT!                                                                                    

A/N:  I am going to hell. Enjoy darlings!

 

You had traveled to just about every realm, but you can honestly say Neverland was your favorite. When you had first arrived you knew you were going to love dense-jungle island. It held such magic and wonder that you felt like you had jumped into a fairytale. Well, you kind of had, but that’s beside the point.

When you had first arrived, Peter and his Lost Boys were wary of you, having never had a girl come to the island before, not including Wendy, of course. As time went on, however, the boys learned to love you, seeing you as an equal and friend. Peter had taken an extra special liking to you, though. Two months into your stay in Neverland, the beautiful demon boy had pulled you the most beautiful spot in Neverland, and for the first time, had told you of his love for you. Ever since then, the two of you could rarely be seen without the other. You made him into a better person, the person he thought you deserved, and for once in your life, you could say you were genuinely happy.

It was night; the day had been long day, the boys just now settling down from a day full of games. Most had gone to sleep, but you and a few others had stayed up, watching the campfires glow. You were transfixed by the flames, the colors melding together to create such a wonderful array, it was nearly impossible to look away. You were too lost in thought; you didn’t even hear someone approach you from behind. You felt a pair of lips on the back of your neck, and you jolted in surprise. You soon relaxed, knowing it was Peter. No one else dared to touch you in such a way.

Peter kept placing kisses on your neck, making you moan slightly. His arms wrapped around you, pulling you closer to him. You sighed contently, loving the feeling of his body against you.  You felt him press his lips against the shell of your ear, before you heard him whisper in your ear. “(Y/N), kitten, do you have any idea how much I want you?” You gasped sharply at his words, a faint blush dusting your cheeks. “Oh, love, I’ve been thinking about that tight pussy all day. Can’t wait to get you alone, kitten. Gonna make you scream my bloody name.” You pressed your thighs together in hopes of getting some friction, the wetness in your panties growing.

Peter knew what he was doing, and he loved it. He loved the affect he had on you, what a few simple words could reduce you too. He decided to take it a step further by ghosting his hand over your clothed core, the slight touch making you whimper. He smirked against your neck, knowing he has you right where he wants you. “Come on love, let’s get out of here, yeah?” he whispers in your ear, his hands still ghosting over where you want him most. Not trusting your voice, you nodded, allowing him to poof the pair of you back to his treehouse.

As soon as you appeared in his treehouse he slammed you against a wall, his lips harshly covering yours. You moaned against his lips, pressing your back against his with equal fervor. You brought your hands to his head, tugging at the soft hair there. He groaned, and deepened the kiss. You felt his hand in your hair, before he suddenly jerked your head to the side. You gasped at the feeling, before you felt him bite and suck on your neck. You almost whimpered under his ministrations, loving his treatment of you. He wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling your body closer to his.

You felt his hand trailing under your shirt, before firmly grabbing your breasts through your bra, his attack on your neck not stopping for one moment. You were too lost in the sensations; you didn’t even hear a faint snap of his fingers. You hadn’t realized what he had done until you had felt a slight breeze against your skin, your eyes moved down and you saw he had made both of your clothes disappear. You laughed slightly, loving how impatient he was. Your laughter died off when you felt the hand that was once in your hair cupping your core.

You moaned loudly, his fingers slowly and methodically tracing your lower lips. His attack on your breasts hadn’t stopped; his hands alone making you tremble and moan. He pinched your nipple, rolling it between his finger and thumb. The same time he did this, he slowly entered one finger into your dripping core. You whimpered, the feelings were becoming too much. “Peter please…” you whimpered out, wanted to feel more. He smirked, before adding another finger, and quickening his pace. You moaned, the delicious friction causing your knees to shake.

You felt you’re high coming quickly, faster than you had anticipated. Your moans becoming louder, faster, the sounds of your pleasure filling the room. You were almost there, until he suddenly pulled away. You cried out, distraught over the loss of his fingers inside your pussy. “Shh, now love, I’ve got you. Gonna make you feel really good, love, I promise.”

He dropped down on his knees in front of you, his face dangerously close to your core. Your eyes widened at the realization of what he was going to do. He smirked up at you, never breaking eye contact as he licked a broad stripe on your pussy. You moaned out, eyes instantly closing, your head falling back slightly. Peter wrapped his arms arounds your thighs, pushing you closer to him. His tongue teased against your entrance, tracing letters to your core. You could barely make out what he was spelling, your head to dizzy with pleasure. M-I-N-E. You moaned loudly at the realization of what he was spelling, his possessiveness over you turning you on even more. He traced the word over your core a few more times, before finally flicking his tongue over your clit. You nearly screamed, the feeling becoming too much. For the second time that night you felt your high approaching again.

Peter pulled away before you could cum, leaving you almost screaming in frustration. He stood up quickly, pressing you against the wall yet again. “Jump.” He said, a commanding tone in his voice. You instantly complied, jumping up and wrapping your arms around his waist, and your arms around his neck. He pushed your back firmly against the wall before attaching his lips to your, reaching between your bodies to guide his cock into your wet heat. He slowly pushed in, the both of you moaning against the others lips when he was fully sheathed inside you.

He started rocking his hips at a fast pace, earning a grateful moan from you.  “Oh, love, you feel so perfect around me. Bet you love my cock inside you, huh kitten?” He moaned in your ear, the sounds of his grunting and panting flooding your senses. You just frantically nodded your head, words failing you at the moment. He started pounding harder into you, his hand trailing between your bodies, suddenly toying with your clit.

You let out a choked noise, you fingers carding in his hair. . His head dropped into the crook of your neck, his movements relentless. You felt your pussy tighten around his cock, your orgasm approaching for the third time that night.  “P-peter! I-I’m gonna…!” you moaned out, wanting nothing more than to cum. “I know, gorgeous. Me too. C-come for me, (Y/N).Cum, now.”  His words sent you over the edge, your grip on his hair tightened as you screamed out his name. He followed you into bliss, your name falling off his lips like a prayers.

When you both came off of your highs, you shakily un-wrapped your legs around his waist, you almost falling to the ground in the process. Peter caught you in time, and picked you up bridal style, before carrying you over the bed. He laid you down on top of the bed before lying down next to you. You turned to get comfortable, sleep almost consuming you, before you felt Peter wrap an arm around your waist, pulling your body against his.

He leaned over and placed a gently kiss on your forehead. “I love you, my little Lost Girl.” He whispered, his hands playing with your hair as a way to lull you to sleep. You smiled sleepily, before replying “I love you too, Peter.” Sleep quickly took over your mind, his motions soothing you. Peter smiled at your sleeping form, wondering just how he got so lucky to have you in his life.