lap top of feels


Anonymous asked: Bad boy au / Jimin + 22 Love your writing btw!

;pairing — Jimin x reader

;warnings — smut (I couldn’t contain myself)

;word count — 3k

;Prompt  “You can’t just say that and then disappear!” 

A/N: I’m sorry if this wasn’t what you imagined anon, It’s hard for me to picture Jimin as a bad boy, I think he was more just like a fuckboy here, anyways I hope you like it :) Also, the ending is cheesy af I know!! lol

Before starting your freshman year of college you had one thing clear in your head; no fuckboys. You were gonna study, pass your exams, make new friends, and live an easy and relaxed student life, well as relaxed as being an architecture major at college could be.

You didn’t want to be one of those persons who start college and the only thing they do is go to parties, get high and fuck every guy they see, because you were here to mainly study and get your diploma and you knew that getting involved with guys would mean losing track of your original plan of living a calm student experience.

But you would see that exact plan be thrown down in the form of a sturdy, cocky, obnoxious but beautiful fuckboy.

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By Lioba Brueckner

dive (reddie)

type: request/one shot

summary: read the above anon!

pairing: reddie

word count: 1.3k

warnings: very SLIGHT sexual undertones

a/n: i got a request for this, so i decided to write it up! i think it’s interesting to explore because eddie is confused on his sexuality and it’s very possible for him to be asexual. hope i hit the request right, anon! also, THE BOYS ARE OVER 18 IN THIS ONE SHOT. i don’t believe anything is too inappropriate, but even so, i feel the need to stress i would never write the boys in a sexual/dirty way when they’re children. again, there’s nothing so bad that a teenager couldn’t read it, but just making this very clear.

“bye, guys!” eddie waved at their friends in bill’s car from the front of richie’s home, looking over to see richie pointing two middle fingers towards the car. “stop it, richie.” he scolded, pushing his hands down as richie cackled quietly.

a moment later, bill drove off with the rest of the crew to take them home, leaving eddie and richie alone in the dark, quiet neighborhood.

that car had been a clown car moments ago, illegally stuffing all seven of them inside because richie’s old beat up truck had broken down and was being repaired, despite the rest of the losers telling him there was no chance of reviving it. to make it work, eddie had to sit on richie’s lap to make room.

they had all went out to eat at the local, popular milkshake diner (which, of course, had been a bit of a nightmare for the staff due to richie alone) before they went to watch a horror flick.

eddie was to be spending the night at his boyfriend’s for an impromptu ‘sleepover’.

it wasn’t long before they were camped out in richie’s room, which was a bit of a disaster in eddie’s opinion but he was sure it would never change unless he cleaned it himself.

eddie sat on richie’s bed, looking through all the pictures he’d taken of them that night, while richie sat by his window and stared out into the night with a cigarette perched between his lips.

the small boy did his best to ignore the smell of smoke, but after it got too overbearing, eddie stood up from his spot and marched over to richie, grabbing the cigarette out of his mouth before he could react.

“eds! i was smoking that, y’know.” richie exclaimed, his eyes narrowing at his boyfriend. a smirk crossed over his features as he leaned back against the nearby wall, crossing his arms over his chest. “you gonna give it a try, eddie-bear?”

“yeah, i know you were smoking it. that’s why i took it. you smoke way too many of these. ever heard of lung cancer? and don’t call me that!” he rolled his eyes slightly, breaking the cigarette in half and setting it down in a nearby ashtray.

“don’t call you what? eds or eddie-bear?” richie grinned mischievously, loving to see that slightly annoyed glare on eddie’s features. he thought it was cute how eddie’s brows would scrunch together and how his lips would tighten into a thin line.

“both! jesus, richie. you can be so.. annoying sometimes.” all the time. he meant all the time. but if he wasn’t being so annoying, he wouldn’t be the richie eddie knew and loved. secretly, he enjoyed richie calling him eds, and part of him felt richie was well aware of this.

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+++ current mood: sick with a cold and wanting something warm +++

+++ scoups scenario - rated fluff/smut  - 1.2k words +++

“i’m sick,” you whine against his hold.

“it’s fine,” he says, “i won’t kiss you.”

seungcheol licks your bottom lip from one corner to the other in a slow swipe. he’s grinning widely, even though he knows you’re not feeling well from the cold you caught from your co-worker.

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Music Series: Dance For You by Beyonce**

Was happy to see this request in my inbox. Who doesn’t love Beyonce, right?

In one of my Harry novels on my laptop, there is a lap dance scene, which I have been wanting to rewrite into one of these imagines but hadn’t found the right place for it…until now. Thanks for the request!

This is “Dance For You” by Beyonce, which you can hear via my Spotify playlist called ‘Big Sexy’, HERE.




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Ben Being on Vocal Rest Headcanons

Warnings: fluff and the tiniest hint of smut, maybe a few swear
my perfect wifey dearest, @radicallyred​, suggested this in our discord chat and i volunteered as tribute to write this! I may lowkey get outta hand with this one, so it’ll probs be longer, e n d m y e x i s t e n c e
TAGS: @problematicc-favs@flowreatr@jaredstrashcan

  • So your boyfriend, Ben Platt, is on vocal rest for a week and it started yesterday—Sunday, August 20th, 2017
  • It was somewhat funny to you because he had to carry around a whiteboard, marker and eraser
  • ya know, so he could still communicate with people when you two were out in public

  • Anyways, sometime Monday morning you were in the kitchen (of your condo/hotel room/wherever you two are staying), making him some tea that would help him when he woke up
  • then you heard your phone ding with a text
  • it was from Ben and it read:
  • Hey, (y/n), where did you go? I wake up and you’re gone :(

  • You chuckle to yourself and text an answer: I’m sorry, sweetheart, I was in the kitchen fixing some ginger root tea for you to drink
  • A moment after you send the text, you hear Ben getting out of bed and then hear his footsteps approaching the kitchen
  • Your lips curl into a tender smile as you look over your shoulder and see him, whiteboard in tote

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Seven Days With Bangtan | Namjoon

Originally posted by namjoonsgurl

Pairings: (Namjoon/Reader)

Genre: Smut

Words: 2,143

Tags: Light Bdsm, Dominant

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My Chair (M)

Originally posted by daenso

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 2000

You frantically dug through your purse in an attempt to find your keys, eager to get inside, have a shower and relax in the brand new lounge you bought for the apartment. It was probably the comfiest single-seater couch you’ve ever sat on and you had no hesitation in buying it. You just had to hope your roommate wasn’t home to ruin it for you.

Your roommate, Chanyeol, would never pass up an opportunity to annoy you with his antics. You had only moved in 3 months ago and there was not a day that went past without him cracking a terrible joke or teasing you playfully. But 3 months was enough time for you to realise that he was really a cheerful and bubbly person who always had a smile on his face, and you appreciated that as he could cheer you up on the worst of days.

You finally found your keys and unlocked the door before stepping through and letting it shut behind you. All the lights were off and you assumed that Chanyeol wasn’t back home yet. You threw your purse onto the chair by the doorway and headed straight for the bathroom.

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Daddy (M)

Requested by: Anon!!  I hope you like this <3

Characters: T.O.P (Choi Seung Hyun) x You (OC/Reader) x Song Mino x Other YG Fam

Genre: Smut, smut, smut, and smut and a bit of fluff I think

Beware of: T.O.P AS THE ULTIMATE DADDY, Spanking, Overstimulation, Orgasm Denial, Bondage, Squirting… Basically all of the things that will permit me to enter hell thank you very much

Length: 2320 words

Plot: You are the very lucky girlfriend of one of Korea’s most beautiful men, TOP.  YG held a party for the entire company and you get the chance to meet TOP’s band members as well as co-workers.  However, he caught you flirting with one of his dongsaengs, though you really are not flirting but then again that’s what he was thinking – so you have to leave the party early for you to be punished by him in bed.




You were in awe when you and your boyfriend entered the classy place that YG rented for their yearly gathering.  There is no special occasion in particular, YG just wanted to throw a party because of the entertainment’s success for the last year.

This is the first time that T.O.P will be bringing you to a company party, and you only met one of his band members, since he really is a private person and you’ve just been in a relationship for six months.  So you are technically a guest in this particular party.

You’ve entered the place and happy that there are no media men, since TOP would want to make sure to keep your relationship private as much as possible.

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Wanted - Jungkook scenario (angst/fluff/slight smut)

Originally posted by pjmjjk

A/N: New story or short story I’ll be making! Hope you enjoy! 
SEND me your thoughts on this! Thank youuu ^^


Members: Jungkook x You ft. Jimin & Taehyung
Genre: angst, fluffy, smutish
Warnings: badboy, cussing, mature
Word count: 2860

It’s your fault. Your fault to feel like this, when you don’t have near chance.
He was just so attractive. Hot, sexy. He was everything any girl would want. He was kind of guy girl’s just fall in love with even without knowing him.
He was your secret crush, well not exactly a crush. You wanted him to fuck you. But maybe a crush too. Your feelings are bit mixed and you don’t know what to feel.

You keep on thinking how girls get lucky. Especially ones who get to be in a “relationship” with him.
Sometimes you just can’t keep your eyes off him. Watching his moves. His hand on girl’s ass, back, thigh.
Those two other friends of his are hot as fuck as well, but they less player type. More relationship type or friends with benefits. Even though Jungkook is the second one. But what if he falls in love with a girl that he actually wants to take a bigger step, be in a romantic, caring relationship. Not just fucking.

You would be jealous. You are jealous even now. Worse thing is he doesn’t even notice you.
Being senior year in the dumbass high school, you have little time to actually, maybe have him notice you. At least that.
You all seniors are the most important people in high school now. Other students looking at you like that they are in love with you. Not saying they aren’t but still.
You guys are the most popular ones in there. Doing shit around the school, getting in detention, having bad grades. At least half of you seniors don’t give a fuck about collage or grades.
It’s last year, you need to make it the most memorable.
Party’s, lunches, driving around, handing out at day or night, getting drunk, high, falling in love, getting your heart broken.
That is what last, senior year is all about.

Jungkook wasn’t this way before. This bad boy, fuckboy attitude. He was actually a sweet guy, good guy, a friend. You know because yeah, you talked to him before. Only in few classes that you had together. But even then he only just used you to get the test answers, to have someone to talk to till one of his friends come. Well mostly two of best friends Taehyung and Jimin.
You knew in the back of your mind, what you guys have is just not even a friendship. But you kept trying and talking because you liked talking to him, being next to him. As time passed more and more he got away from you.
He changed during the third year. You’re guessing he just didn’t want to be a sweetheart anymore and change a bit. He now didn’t even look at you anymore. Acted like you were a stranger.
People say it was his girlfriend, well ex now, who changed him a lot. Soon as they broke up, he finished with a lot of girls. With few even had sex, so you are guessing he liked that. Liked just having sex with different girls. Be with one for few weeks, throw her away and find a new one within days.

You yourself been working out. Getting yourself in even more shape. Actually boys chased you, but only thing you wanted was him. Jungkook.
“Have you been listening to me?” your friend asked and you snap out of your thoughts, who are always the same
“Y-yeah” you said and looked at Rose. Best friend of yours. You been best friends since you were little kids.
“Yeah right. You thought of Jungkook, didn’t you?” she raised an eyebrow and you laugh, and shake your head “no”.
“Don’t lie. I know you” she smiled and sat next to you on your bed
“Well… I can only think or imagine him, because he doesn’t know me anymore” you sigh
“There’s a party tomorrow night, and he’ll be there” Rose smiled looking at you
“He has a “girl” you know that”
“So what?” she said standing up
“I’ll better get home… I’ll pick you up tomorrow” two of you hug and she leaves

You take your laptop from the work table and sit on your bed.
You go on Jungkook’s Instagram page.
“Damn 5K followers” you said to yourself
There were few pictures with his “girl”. One of her neck and her hickeys that he made, one with him kissing her. Other pics with his best friends, few of him and him shirtless.
“God” you said and close the laptop feeling like a god damn stalker or that you have an obsession over him.


“You look sexyyy” Rose smiled as you got into her car
“Thanks” you smiled

In school Rose and you walked together until she jumped into a hug of her boyfriend.
“Whats good Y/N” he smiled while hugging Rose
“Whats up Troy” you smiled
“I’ll go, since I look like a third wheel here” you laughed
“See you later girl” Rose smiled and walked away with Troy

“YO JUNGKOOK!” a guy shouts and pushes you making all of your stuff fall on the floor
“Thank you asshole” you said and rolled your eyes

Jungkook smiled hugging the guy, but looks behind at you.
“Wait just a second.” He said and tapped guy’s shoulder walking over to you

You kept cursing to yourself picking up papers. Few people step on your stuff without caring.
“YEAH THANKS!” you shout and turn your face finding Jungkook kneeling in front of you

Your face goes shook.
He laughed
“Sorry about my friend… And fuck those other people you yelled at” he smiled and picked up few papers and notebooks
“You didn’t have to come apologize for him.” You said and two of you look at each other
Both of you stand up, and he gives you your stuff.
“He wouldn’t even apologize you know. I’m just being… Good” he laughs
“Right.” You had a small smile on your face as you nod your head
“Thanks anyway” you added
Jungkook just nods his head with a side smile and walks away.

“What the fuck was that?” you could hear his friend being shocked for him helping you

You quickly take your phone out of your pocket, sending a text to Rose who is probably making out with her boyfriend, but still.
Walking into the classroom, while texting you hit someone.
“Seriously?” he looks at you
“Yeah.” You raise your eyebrows and pass him
“At least watch where you going” he kept following your body
You just look up at him and sit down at your table.
It was Taehyung the guy who sounded so “annoyed”. He soon after walked in with Jimin and Jungkook.
“Well great” you sigh

In this class Jungkook was sitting behind you, which makes you now even more nervous because he actually helped and talked to you today.
You kept looking at your phone, in the back you can hear their laughs, Jungkook’s voice.
Only thing you wanted is this class to end faster than ever.

Soon as bell went off you grabbed your stuff walking out.
You sat with Rose outside on the fresh air.
“Damn that is something new” she smiled winking at you
“Oh stop” you roll your eyes and your eye land on Jungkook and his girlfriend.

Him leaning against the wall. His hands on her ass, while they made out. You lick your lips and continue to look.
Her hands travel down his chest, almost touching his dick. His hand travels up her neck, looking like he deepens the kiss, more passion.
Bell goes off and he pulls away, looking up catching you looking. You look away quickly and you wanted to kill yourself how embarrassed you felt him catching you staring. He smirks, watching you leaving and throws his arm his girlfriend.

“AND DONE” you shout as you walk out of the bathroom
“YOU LOOK FUCKING AMAZING!” Rose shouts smiling
“WE look bomb af” you smiled pointing at her

Grabbing what you need, Rose and you head off to the big party.
“Rose!” Troy said putting his hand in the air, so you guys noticed him and walked over to him.

You smiled looking around the huge room. You already loved the songs, the atmosphere.
You started to move your upper body a bit along the song.
“Drinkss” Troy hands you a cup
“Thanks” you smiled

Rose and you danced, with your glasses in the air.
You noticed Jimin and Taehyung dancing with their girls. No sign of Jungkook. You already assumed he’s fucking or at least doing something with his girl.
You were still bit embarrassed of what happened today at school. All you could think of is him catching you staring. You laugh at yourself and shake your head.

Walking over to the corner of the room, just because you needed to relax a bit. Your feet already hurt because of all the dancing.
As you stood you had a clear look to whole damn room.
You take a breath as you see Jungkook sitting on the couch. He kept looking to the side, staring up and down at you, leaning back, he licks his lips. His head turns around as his girlfriend climbs on top of his lap.
You lick your lips, with your body feeling hot. You wanted to look away, but you want those same things to do to him and him to you.

She slowly kept grinding on his lap, kissing him. Her hands on his cheeks. His hands around her waist, slowly coming down on her ass grabbing it, making her grind more, faster.
“Yah Jungkook!” Jimin shouts breaking their hot time.
Jungkook was bit annoyed for Jimin getting the stuff done too soon.
His girlfriend moves from his lap, sitting down next to him. Jungkook looked to the side to see are you still there, but you were gone.
“I got the stuff” he smiled and showed two joints in his hand
“That’s what I am talking man” Jungkook smiled being happy
“We gonna do this now or?”
“Nah later, when we get bit drunk”
Jimin smiled and nodded his head
“Let’s play 7 minutes in heaven” Taehyung walked up to them
“Who else playing? Rose and her friend and her boyfriend” Taehyung explains
“Let’s do it!”

They all walked together to another room. Three of you were sitting down already on the floor waiting for them. You didn’t know Rose is a friend to Taehyung.
“Here we are” Taehyung smiled and sat down
Your heart skip a beat as you saw Jungkook walking in, but he was alone, without his girlfriend.
“Where’s your girl Jungkook?” Troy smiled
“She went to hang out with her friends” Jungkook simply said and sat down, looking up noticing you are playing too.

“So first. This is Y/N to all of you who don’t know” Troy smiled
“Nice to meet you” Jimin smiled winking
“It’s odd that you’re playing” you quickly said whispering
“What?” Taehyung said
“I meant for him. He has a girlfriend”
“She’s not a girlfriend. Don’t worry baby” Jungkook smirks and you felt like your face is pure red

“Ya’ll know the rules” Jimin said
“Only two of these can go together, with no one other” he added pointing at Troy and Rose

You actually didn’t believe you were in this game. You played games, but not like these.
“Okay I’ll spin two times. One and then one to go with him/her” Jimin laughs
“Just spin it” Taehyung pushes him slightly

Bottle spins in circles and slowly lands on a gap between Rose and you.
“Nothing…Again” Jimin said and spins again and this time lands on you
“Oh fuck.” You laugh
“Nicee. I would like to be with you” Taehyung flirted
You just shake your head.
“Lastt one”
Jimin spins, two times it landed in a gap. You were already getting so fucking nervous and anxious. Bottle slows down and it points at him. Jungkook.
“Oh damn” Taehyung puts his hand over his mouth

Jungkook smiles and stands up.
“You going or what?” he looks down at you
You nod your head and he helps you to stand up.
As you approached to the door that leads into this closet, you were getting more and more nervous. He opens the door, letting you in first.
“Get her Jungkook” Jimin said and you roll your eyes and Jungkook only winks walking in and closing the door behind him.

Pure dark. You couldn’t see anything, not even him.
You could hear your heart beat, like that your heart will jump out of your chest.
“You had sex before, right?” he spoke
“Y-yes” you swallow hard, feeling his body closer to yours. His hand was on your hip.
“No need to be nervous babygirl.” He almost whispers and you feel his face close to yours, and his lips on yours.
First time kissing him was like you’re in heaven. His lips soft, smooth. Nicely working against yours.
“Do I make you nervous, maybe?” he said tilting his head, giving you a long peck on your lips
“No.” you stuttered out
His hand runs slowly down your body, cold fingertips touching your warm skin of your thigh.
“You’re lying. You’re scared” He said, you wanted to scream.
A rush of confidence made you step forward. You lean forwards, pressing your body against his.
Jungkook bit his lip, smirking. His hands run down on your sides, your ass pulling you closer to him, while he began to kiss your neck. You reach between you two and pull Jungkook’s shirt over his head. He did the same to you. You run your hands down his abs, to his pants. He smiled, tilting his head kissing your neck again. One of his hands grabs one of your breasts.
You could feel his warm breath against your skin as he kissed your collarbone, then your breast. You moan a bit.
His other hand reached down, under your skirt. Touching your wet panties.
“Fuck Jungkook. Please I want you now” you said and Jungkook pulled away from you
“Sure babygirl” he said

In a second he pulled his pants and boxers down. Quickly his hands pulled your panties down. His lips attacked your neck as he lifted you off the floor. Your legs wrapped around him and your back was against the wall. Jungkook entered you in one swift motion.
“Fuck” he said as he slammed into you fast. You kept moaning, moaning his name. You felt such a pleasure as he moved.
Your nails were digging into his back, leaving red straight lines across his muscular back.
“Don’t stop” you stuttered out

Both of you came. Your whole body shook. Whole closet was filled with a sound of your guys heavy breathing.
Jungkook pressed his lips against yours softly this time.
“Well damn.” he said and two of you laughed a bit, getting dressed up again.
“GUYS DONE!” both of you hear Jimin shouting

Jungkook grabbed your wrist pulling you towards him. His lips pressed yours again.
“I wanna do this again” you got shook by his words, but had a smile on your face
“Guys you been there LONG ENOUGH!” you heard Jimin shouting

You fix your hair and two of you walk outside. All eyes on you two.
“Jesus Christ did you do two rounds in there since you been longer than 7 minutes” Taehyung smiled winking
Jungkook and you sat down again. He took his cup and drank it, looking at you. You smile biting your lip and looked away.
“So it’s like a secret?” Taehyung asked
“Tae. Why would we or I even tell you how we fucked?” Jungkook looked at him
“Rightt… I just think it was hot since we could hear you two” Taehyung leans back on his palms.
“Oh God” you laughed and covered your face

Walks in is Jungkook’s girlfriend.
“Jungkook what are you doing?”
“What kind of stupid question is that?” Jungkook looks up at her
“Well I was looking for you..“
“I just wanted to tell you, I am going home so I’ll text you” she added
“Okay, bye” Jungkook said and she leaned down and kissed his lips

“I want to dance.” Jimin said
“Let’s go” Troy said

All of you stood up, walking down to the dance floor.

“Y/N. That is a familiar name” you turn your head to the side looking at Jungkook

He looks down at you

“We used to “hang out”…” you said, he raises his eyebrows in disbelief
“You always helped me with test and those that other shit, right?”
“Damn, you got a lot hotter since then. Like fuck” he smirks

You shake your head smiling
“Maybe we can hang out sometime” he said looking down at you
“Not that I don’t want to but I can’t.”
“Nonsenseee” he laughs
“Come on baby, I know you want me again” his lips were at your ear whispering

You look up at his dark eyes, with his smirk on his face he walks away.
“I’m LEAVING!” he shouts to Taehyung and looks at you one more time and leaves.

robb stark: be patient

ANON REQUEST: imagine where Robb Stark and the reader get married and the reader is a Lannister. Also can it be when Ned and everyone was still alive ◔ AND ◔  Robb Stark were Robb and the reader are trying to get pregnant. Also can it be smut.

x  ◔  x – these are the requests, i have just combined them ya feel

You groaned as the the bed creak and a heavy weight was atop of you. You peeked at the man beside you, and almost half of his body is on top of yours. You pushed him off, but he wrapped his leg around yours and he stayed on top of you. “Robb,” you whined.

His voice was muffled by the furs and he didn’t move. You pushed him off again, and he rolled away from you. He pushed himself off the bed, and sat at the corner, looking deviously at you. You pulled up the covers up to your mouth, and he came closer at you. He leapt at you and started tickling your sides and your neck. “Robb!” You screamed. “Stop it!”

He laughed as you wriggled on the bed, and he did stopped tickling you. “That’s for pushing me.”

You pushed him again, and you quickly ran towards the door, but he shut it close and tight. He towered over you, and he trapped you against a wall. He crouched and wrapped your legs around him, pressing himself onto you. He started to kiss you on the lips, on your neck, and on the bare skin above your breasts. He slowly unlaced his breeches as you fumbled with your dress, but both of you stopped when a knock came on the door.

“Robb,” the loud, deep voice came from Lord Stark and both of you sighed. It’s been awhile since both of you had a long time together, and so you groaned. “Your presence is needed in the council.”

Robb softly placed you down, and fixed his breeches. He opened the door, and welcomed his father. You greeted Lord Stark with a smile. “I will be there.” His father, nodded at you and smiled. “I want many granchildren, from both of you.”

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+++ mood: i showed my friend this drabble first and she said, “yes this is def what you think of 24/7″ and tbh its true so what can i do lolol also the airport photos of him this day absolutely ruined me, so this is the look i imagined him for this scenario +++

+++ scoups imagine - fluff +++

the kiss is messy. seungcheol grabs onto you urgently and he misses your mouth sometimes but he doesn’t care. his arms are wrapped around you tightly with one hand holding onto the back of your neck tightly. all he wants is to at least kiss your face, even if it means licking and sucking harshly on the sensitive skin around your jawline. the small hairs rise on your thighs from the sensitivity and seungcheol moves his hand from gripping your ass to gently soothe them down with his warm hand. 

he’s missed you terribly. the tour went on a lot longer than he had hoped, and all he wanted to do the moment he landed back in korea was head straight to your place. but his busy idol schedule didn’t allow him any free time until two full weeks have passed, and the moment he got more than a few hours of free time, he immediately called for a taxi to head to your place.

you were shocked to say the least when you saw him standing in front of your door, but your heart warmed up at the look in his face when he finally sees you again in person. you welcome him back with open arms and seungcheol immediately scoops you up in his strong arms and carried you to your sofa.

he starts kissing you the moment both of you settle down but you had just woken up from a nap when you heard the doorbell ring, and you’re 100% that you have stinky breath from sleeping too long.

“i don’t care,” seungcheol looks you straight in the eyes as he places you on top of his lap, “i’ve missed feeling you so damn much, you smell wonderful to me.”

your cheeks heat up as you cup his face with both hands and start peppering him with small kisses all over. he closes his eyes as he feels you place your soft lips gently on top of his cheeks, his nose, eyes and lips. 

“i missed you too.”

Pick up lines the paladins S/O should use on them.

“Wow you’re hotter then the bottom of my lap top”

“is your name WiFi? Because I feel a connection”

“Are you a keyboard? Because you’re just my type”


“Even in 0G I’d still fall for you”

“do you have a name or can I call you ‘mine’? “ 

“Are you a blue super giant? Because you’re extremely hot and incredibly bright”


“your lips look lonely, would they like to meet mine?”

“Are you a boxer? Because you’re quite the knock out”

 “Are you the winds on Neptune? Cause you take my breath away”


“your hand looks heavy, let me hold it for you”

“I need a metronome when I’m with you, cause you make my heart skip a beat.” 

“if the stars fell the same amount of times I’ve fallen for you today alone, then the night sky would be very empty.”


“they bet me that I wouldn’t be able to start a conversation with the most handsome man in the universe..So hello”

“can I borrow a kiss? I promise to give it back”                                                 

“Are you the moon? Because even in the dark you seem to shine”

What's up buttercup?

A/N: I know this one is a little choppy and kind of just cuts off but I thought it was a good way to end it. This is probably one of my favorite things I’ve written so far just because I’m a sucker for this crap. Plus…omg 46 followers?! Last I checked I was at thirty something or another…Thanks you so much for all the follows and the notes. I love love love you guys💜 With that said, I hope you enjoy it, and thanks for reading ❤️❤️



Three minutes…two minutes and fifty nine seconds…two minutes and fifty eight seconds…

You didn’t pay any attention to the stopwatch on your phone. You didn’t need to, you were counting down the three minutes in your head. Anxiety rushed through you, just thinking of all the ways this could turn out even though there were only two paths this could take in the long run:

Pregnant or not pregnant.

Two minutes and thirty seconds…two minutes and twenty nine seconds…

You first suspected you were pregnant when you had been rifling through your bathroom drawers looking for a bottle of nail polish remover and you saw it.

The unopened box of tampons you bought almost two months ago, having run out of them while you had your last period. Without having to ponder it, you knew there was a definite possibility you could be pregnant. Nail polish remover forgotten, you bolted out of the bathroom, grabbed your wallet, keys, shoes, and broke several traffic laws to get to the nearest convenience store as fast as possible.

You hadn’t bothered with picking out the ‘most effective’ test. You grabbed the one with the digital screen that you knew would be the easiest to read and slammed money next to the cash register, barely waiting for your receipt.

Now here you were, an hour later, sitting on a closed toilet lid, hands wringing in your lap.

One minute and forty seven seconds…one minute and forty six seconds…

The white stick kept a heavy presence on the bathroom counter. You stole quick glances at it, imagining it flashing “pregnant” at you once the timer was over. Just thinking about this kind of outcome scared you to no end.

What the hell were you going to do with a baby?

It’s not like you didn’t have a stable job or home. You were a responsible adult. Theoretically, you could take care of this baby. But you just weren’t ready. This wasn’t supposed to happen until maybe one or two years after you got married and currently your relationship status with your boyfriend was serious but not marriage serious.

'Oh my god, Wade. What am I going to tell Wade?!’ You screamed internally.

This whole new can of worms brought on a fresh wave of fear. Wade had never said anything about wanting kids, it hadn’t come up yet.

You snorted, “Well it’s definitely going to come up now.”

You hadn’t even known you said the words out loud until Wade’s voice came from the other side of the door,

“What’s going to come up now?” He semi shouted so you could hear him.

You froze in panic, 'What the fuck is Wade doing here? He wasn’t supposed to be home until tomorrow!’

“Suggums, is everything okay in there? Need some help with the shower?” He asked suggestively.

At that moment, you were speechless. It was like your brain had become a blank slate. You scrambled for something to say, something that wouldn’t make him any more worried than you were.

'Maybe if I don’t say anything at all, he’ll go away…

…Yeah because that’s not being rude at all to the father of your maybe baby,’ you scoffed at yourself and ran your hands through your hair. You looked back towards your phone timer to see how much longer until you’d find out if you were going to be a parent.

One minute and twenty three seconds…one minute and twenty two seconds…

Wade, still on the other side of the door, grew increasingly concerned as your silence went on,

“(Y/N), honey, seriously is everything okay?” You could hear the worry in his voice and knew if you didn’t answer him, he would definitely break down the door.

“Yeah Wade, everything’s okay,” your voice came out unexpectedly raspy from the emotion clogged in your throat. Tears were starting to sting your eyes, threatening to roll down your cheeks. Wade, of course, saw right through this and busted the lock then walked right into the bathroom. It was a rare day where he wasn’t dressed in his Deadpool suit, but jeans and a black sweater with a t shirt on underneath it that depicted a kitten swinging on a wrecking ball.

You furiously wiped at the tears in your eyes and tried to get in a deep breath so you could have some semblance of calm. Wade strode through the open door, like he hadn’t just broke in. He saw you sitting on the toilet lid with red puffy eyes, and looked around for anything that could explain your mood.

“What’s wrong sugar toosh, happy to see-”

His brown eyes found your phone and more importantly, the pregnancy test, lying on the granite bathroom counter. Wade seemed to know what it was right away, without having to ask. Never one to shut up, Wade’s eyes widened comically as he let out a quiet,


You simply nodded your head, keeping your face down towards your lap, even though you could feel his eyes burning through the top of your skull.

“Is this because of all the sex we’ve been having? You know, it’s perfectly normal to be horny all the time, you don’t have to be pregnant to have those kinds of hormones, you know what I’m saying?”

Wade tried to joke, hoping you’d look up at him. When you kept your head hung, he let out a sigh and crouched down in front of you.

“Hey, talk to me, ah…there’s those sexy eyes I dream about every night,” he charmed.

You chuckled, glad Wade wasn’t completely furious with the situation. Knowing you couldn’t shut him out forever you explained,

“I might be pregnant-”

“I deduced,” Wade interrupted with a smirk on his face. You smiled and ignored him, pushing on through your words,

“Obviously it would be yours-”

“Obviously,” Wade repeated, this time getting a laugh and a push to the shoulder. He laughed with you and raised a callous hand to cup your cheek. Wade tilted his head as if he was taking you in, trying to decipher every little curve and edge to your face.

“So what’s the big deal? Or are you overcome with such joy at the prospect of birthing my prodigy that you couldn’t hold in the happy tears?”

The way Wade boasted about himself was one of your favorite things about him. The first being how well he was taking this so far. No one in the history of ever would be this calm learning that they may have accidentally impregnated someone.

“I just-”

You were cut off by the shrill alarm of the timer on your phone going off. Before you could read the test, Wade’s hand shot out and hid it behind his back.

“Wade, what are you doing?!” You shouted, and made a grab for his arm, desperately needing to find out whether or not the purchase of a crib was in your future. But Wade only shushed you and held a finger up to your lips,

“Nah ah ah, just wait a minute. Let’s talk about this. Why are you so upset?” Wade questioned. He raised his nonexistent eyebrows and waited for you to speak.

You let out a deep sigh and shrugged your shoulders,

“I don’t know. Just…”

You were at a loss for words until a sudden incredulousness took over you,

“Why are you so calm about this?! How?!” You shouted, throwing your hands up.

Wade merely laughed then patiently waited for you to calm down with him before he gave you insight. A couple minutes and a long silence filled with your heavy breathing later…he told you,

“It’s because I can’t stop thinking about a little kid running around this place, a little kid who I will love unconditionally and who will love me too. No matter how fucking disgusting my pizza for a face is. And I can’t stop thinking about how much I love you. I know you like to be prepared for things and this probably threw you for a loop, but everything is going to be okay. I promise.”

By the time he finished, Wade’s thumb was gently running across the top of your cheek. A new bucket of tears spilled over at Wade’s confession, making you feel more in love with him than you were five minutes ago.

“Plus a baby would give me an excuse to keep watching Teletubbies.”

A laugh bubbled up out of your throat and suddenly you weren’t so scared anymore. Suddenly, the prospect of a baby wasn’t so terrifying and something you were starting to want. And if there was anyone you would want it to be with, it was with Wade.

You cleared your throat and clasped your hand onto his,

“I love you too, you know,” You croaked out. Wade smiled and nodded his understanding. He then abruptly stood away from you and brought the test out from behind his back.

Wade blankly stared at the test in his hands, there was nothing in his expression to give away the result.

With each passing second, you grew more and more impatient. Finally, he looked up at you and met your expectant gaze with a frown. As you saw the corners of his lips tug down, your heart unexpectedly plummeted and you knew what the little screen read.

“It’s negative isn’t it?” You asked, defeated. Wade didn’t say anything, just kept looking at you with that same frown, giving you the time to ramble out random thoughts,

“You know what? It’s okay. We don’t need a baby right now, it’s fine. It’s not like we were trying or anything. This is not disappointing at all. It’s probably better this way.”

You stood and wiped the tears off your cheeks and headed out to your bedroom. Wade followed you, then stopped at the entrance to your room, leaning against the door jam. He quirked a hairless eyebrow and watched you through your vanity mirror.

“Do you really think that?” Wade asked seriously.

You halted your process of drying off your eyes and really thought about his question. You wanted to scream no and cry about the baby that never existed. You didn’t think that this was better than the alternative at all. But still, you shrugged a shoulder at Wade and stuck to your guns. Fake it till you make it, right?

“Yes, Wade.”

“Well suck it up buttercup because you’re pregnant.”

Wade’s words stunned you in place and caused you to whip around to face him,

“What?” You breathlessly asked.

Wade nodded as your feet ungrounded themselves and nearly ran over to Wade. You stole the test out of his hand and read the little screen that spelled out 'positive’ in little digital letters. A warmth of happiness you had never known before spread out all over your body and put the biggest smile on your face. Wade broke you out of your daze with his next words,

“Looks like we’re going to need to get Al down here to assemble a crib.”

Before he could prepare himself, you tackled him in a bear hug, dropping the pregnancy test to the floor. Wade let out a boisterous laugh and wrapped his arms around your waist,

“There we go, that’s more like it.”

His large hand rubbed circles on your back and he buried his face in your neck. You clutched onto his broad shoulders for dear life, never wanting to let go. Needing to show him how much you loved him, you pulled back and framed his face with your hands so you could bring your lips to his.

Wade responded strongly, cupping the back of your head and encircling your waist with his arm. When the need for air arose, the both of you broke apart. Wade pressed his forehead down onto yours and stared into your eyes with pure adoration.

Without warning, he dropped to his knees and slid a hand to caress your still flat belly,

“Hey there little one, it’s your daddy. You probably can’t hear me because you probably don’t have ears yet but you should get used to the sound of my voice now. They don’t call me the merc with a mouth for nothing. Well, your mommy calls me the merc with a mouth for a whole other reason, and that’s probably one of the things that led to you being alive. She cannot resist the talents of my tongue-”

You smirked when Wade let out a sharp “Ow!” after you smacked him on the back of his head.

Wade laughed and brought his other hand on top of your stomach and pushed your shirt up. He moved his head and hands around, looking and feeling for something.

“You’re gonna get so fat.”

The sudden statement caused you send another smack to Wade’s head but you still laughed and looked down at his face.

You took in the brightness shining from his eyes and the absolute glow his smile portrayed. Seeing that, you knew everything was going to be okay.

Black Coffee Love Pt. I

Pairing: Reader x Seb

Featuring: Sebastian Stan, the barista

Warning: fluff

Prompt: your favourite coffee shop happens to be the spot he decides to take shelter from the rain.

Song for the imagine here: (x)

Following Parts:

Part II

Outside, rain had started to drizzle down along the street and sidewalks, people hustling by pulling out their umbrellas. You had ordered your coffee already and you were pulling out your lap top, when the bell chimed loudly by the door, signalling that someone entered the coffee shop. You looked up briefly after opening your lap top, your eyes just level enough to see over the screen at the grey hat, shielding the new-comers face.

It was very rare when you saw new people at the café. It was a small café, hidden by the other large industries surrounding it. Making it barely ever noticed. The barista came over to you, placing your black coffee on the table, then walked off. You grabbed hold of the hot mug, enjoying the warmth that radiated off of it. You were wearing your favourite knitted cardigan, it kept you warm on the coldest of days.

The new-comer was looking around for a spot to sit, since the café was on the small side, most the seats were taken by frequent customers. The only spot open was at your small table, since everyone knew that you enjoyed your space when writing. It was always difficult for you to focus when someone was sitting in front of you. So, what did the new-comer do? Walk up to you. You glanced up at him as he cleared his throat.

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Evening/Morning everyone. 

I would like to apologise for the slightly delayed upload. I had a work shift till 11 and couldn’t start working on it unti i got home. 

I do hope you enjoy. 

Warnngs: SMUT. Slight spelling error (its 4am guys). 

Pairing: Alex & Y/N


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meowdoglover  asked:

May I ask how the allies would react to their s/o suddenly attacking them with back hugs and neck kisses?

America: “Oh snap! Coming up from behind! Gotcha!”
Alfred would laugh and smile as he wiggles with his s/o on his back. Immediately after the wiggles, he would grab his s/o over his shoulder and toss them onto the bed or couch as he jumps on top of them. He would be all smiles as he tickles and kisses his s/o all over. Alfred would love the attention and the energy (especially the neck kisses that sends shivers down his spine), also the back hugs would be perfect for him to relax sometimes; especially when stressed out from dealing with the others or just having a bad day. All in all, Alfred would love the attention and probably surprise his s/o right back with the back hugs and neck kisses at unexpected times. 

England: “Oh stop that! We almost took a tumble…”
Arthur would always be caught off guard by the affection, at first disliking it since it would remind him of how touchy Francis is, but once he learns that only his s/o does it, he would be okay. Soon, he would even grow to love the attention, but would always seems grumpy or not in the mood, it’s part of the grumpy old man thing. He would sometimes grumble at his so to stop, but by all means don’t. Arthur would actually be sad if they did. On rare occasions (though more frequent as the relationship grows) Arthur would softly kiss his s/o’s neck whenever he would walk past, just to get back at them.

France: “Oh, mon cher~ Is this your way of asking me for something~”
Francis would love it. Adore it! Even if his s/o said no to having some fun, Francis would still love to have all the kisses. He would sometimes do them back if he was feeling playful, or tickle them and start a giggly tickle war.

Canada: “Heeey…S-Stop that..!”
Matthew wouldn’t actually want his s/o to stop. If anything, he’d be sad if they did. He’s just not used to being showered with all the attention…unless it’s from Francis… So he would be flustered at first but soon grow to be used to it and love it. Though the neck kisses would always make him shiver a little bit.

Russia: “What are you doing?”
Let’s remember that Ivan always, always… wears a scarf and long shirt. So if you’ve got to be super close with him, or be in a relationship with him for a long time before his scarf and shirt comes off around you. He’s also covered in scars, so he would be a bit embarrassed at first. Though, after his s/o began to kiss his neck and back, he would pull them into his lap and rest his chest on top of their head and hum. He’d feel safe for once, and he’d love that.

China: “Aiyah! You think I can handle that?”
Yao would always jump at the back hugs since somehow they would always scare him. Though he would love the affection and the neck kisses, since he would shiver and smile before kissing them back. He would love to shower his s/o with affection in any way, so he would naturally try to compete for who can show the most love to the other. It would be a fun game every time, and sometimes he may even let his s/o win. Maybe…

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he doesn’t know.

Rating: sfw, tear jerker tho

Word count:

I just don’t know what else to add soo. But I mean this is very sad. But this has been in my drafts for so long, like since March oops.


submit me something cool


Y/n was pacing around the master bathroom, pulling on her hair occasionally. Why, why, how did she let this happen to them? Her boyfriend Ashton was touring worldwide with his band, and she had managed to get pregnant. With Ashton’s baby. 

She remembered the last time she had seen him, three months ago. They had made sweet love to each other in the comfort of their shared home, and they didn’t wear a condom. 

God, why did she not tell him to put on a condom. 

She had rushed to the bathroom as soon as he fell asleep, which wasn’t long after they had finished, and she tried to push it all out of her. She tried so hard to get it out, she was not ready for a child and Ashton sure as hell wasn’t. 

She refused to take a test for herself. She waited on her own, did not drink any alcohol, did not do anything that could harm her possible child. And she knew after the second week that she was pregnant. 

Y/n got the worst morning sickness, her feet would hurt and so would her back. 

Her parents knew. Ashton didn’t. Ashton was oblivious. 

She didn’t want to tell him. She didn’t want to see the hurt on his face. But he came home today, and when they slept together tonight he would notice the small bump beginning to form. Or if he wanted to make love to her again for the first time in three months, he would notice. 

The opening of the front door is what made her jump from her worries. Ashton yelled, “Y/n!” and she began to gather herself. 

She pulled on some comfy shorts to keep Ashton from getting horny from seeing her in panties for the first time in months. 

“Upstairs!” Y/n yelled back, pulling her hair up into a bun. 

She heard the approaching footsteps and her heart began pounding. The bedroom door flew open, and there stood Ashton in all of his glory. Y/n had missed his golden skin, his fluffy hair, and God his dimples were still as perfect as before. 

“Hey baby girl,” he said, dropping his bags. 

She smiled widely, forgetting her anxiety for a moment. “H-Hi,” she had said, breathlessly, throwing her arms around him. He held her back, holding her tight to which she tensed. 

Ashton pulled back. “What’s wrong? Why did you tense up, doll?”

Y/n hesitated for a moment. She had wanted this to be a good time, but she had to ruin it now. She had to tell him the news. 

“Ash, um, we need to talk,” she mumbles under her breath. 

Ashton furrows his eyebrows. He nods slowly and sits on the bed. He knew how to read Y/n like a book. “Okay, we’ll talk. C’mere, sit on my lap, princess.”

She climbed into his lap, Ashton kissing the top of her head. He needed his girl to feel loved and wanted. He never wanted her to feel upset. He wanted to make sure she was showered with love and happiness.

“Y/n, you have to speak up, doll, I need to know what’s up,” he said softly, not whispering, but practically.

“Well, there’s something I’ve been meaning to mention for about a month,” she sighed and looked up at Ashton. He was not glowing like normal. He was concerned, surely waiting to hear the worst news of his life. Y/n didn’t know if this would be or not.

“I um, I’ve known for a while but I didn’t know how to tell you so I figured I would tell you once you got home,” she looked up at him.

Ashton cupped her cheek and stroked it gently. “You know you can tell me anything angel,”

“Ashton I… I’m pregnant.”

His face changes from concerned to confused. “Pregnant?”

Y/n nods, and she looks down at the ground. “I’m sorry, Ashton,” she whispers, defeated.

“No no no, baby don’t be sorry. It’s not your fault, it’s alright. You know I’m not leaving, right?”

Y/n nods slowly and closes her eyes.

Jumping awake, y/n sighs and rubs her eyes. She wanted that to be how the story went, but it wasn’t. Here she was, laying beside her boyfriend who has been home for two weeks and she hasn’t told him yet.

She didn’t know what was making her so nervous about it. She knew Ashton wouldn’t mind if she was pregnant, she knew he would stay and support her and the baby. But for whatever reason, she just could not do it.

“Y/n, baby, are you okay?”

Y/n turned to look at Ashton. “Yeah, yeah I’m okay just had a bad dream, I guess.”

Ashton nodded. “Come here,” He pulled her back to his chest so that they were spooning. “I love you.”

Y/n smiled. “I love you, too.”

“It’s alright, y/n, I’ve got you.”

If only he knew.

hbowarrior  asked:

Is the sleeping meme over? Could you please do Gramander??? ♥♥


  • Who is a night owl: They both are night owls. Percival stays up to finish up the report on a very important case and he does this while he’s down in Newt’s suitcase, once in a while glancing at his beloved walking to each and every biomes, making sure the creatures are settled in for the night.
  • Who is a morning person: Percival wakes up earlier than Newt even during weekends. And if he doesn’t have any pressing matters to attend, he will lie in bed, watching Newt sleeps, counting the freckles on Newt’s face and getting lost in the warmness of Newt’s body.
  • Are they cuddlers: Newt is a shameless cuddler. Always plopping on top of Percival’s lap whenever he feels like he doesn’t get enough attention, hugging the older man and nuzzling his neck and Percival never voices out any complain because he secretly loves it when Newt demands for his attention.
  • Who is the big spoon and who is the little spoon: Newt is the big spoon because he is such a giver and he loves the fact that he’s slightly taller than Percival and it makes him smiles whenever Percival pulls Newt’s arm to hug him closer and with his chin on top of Percival’s head, they fall asleep like that. Tangled together.
  • What is their favourite sleeping position: Newt sleeps burrowing into the mattress, a ball of tight bundle of energy while Percival sleeps on his back, body poises for fight if there’s need to be.
  • Who steals all the blankets: Newton Artemis Fido Scamander is the blanket stealer! And not only that, he always kicks Percival out from the soft, warm cocoon.
  • What they wear to bed: Percival wears silk pajamas, Newt wears union suit.
  • Who likes seeing the other wearing their t-shirt: Percival Graves makes quiet satisfied noise whenever he sees Newt wearing his silk pajama top, because the top is wide around the shoulder but so very short that it only gently drapes just shy over Newt’s thighs.
  • Who falls asleep mid-conversation: Percival I Don’t Need To Rest Graves. He works hard at the office and sometime he brings work home and if he falls asleep in the middle of Newt talking about his Erumpent needing a mate, then it’s excusable esp. when Dougal is softly playing with Percival’s hair.
  • Who wakes up in the middle of the night with nightmares: Percival always does. His dreams are full of mismatched eyes and someone wearing his face and lately, his dream is plagued with Newt being taken away from him so Newt will always gently holds Percival; stroking his cheeks and neck and mouth, coaxing his lover to come back to him.
  • Who accidentally punched the other in their sleep: Newt because he’s full of energy and even in sleeps he’s ready to defend his creatures.
  • Who can’t keep their hands to themself: honestly, they both have wandering hands esp. Newt. he loves to act all innocent and tenderly caressing Percival’s taut belly, smiling that shy smile when Percival looks at him. And when Percival flips him on his back, Newt will always let out a soft laugh, dirty and sly as he pulls Percival for kisses.

send me a ship and I will tell you: (sleeping!)

trying something new - g.d

(rated mature) i was alone in my apartment with literally nothing to do. i could call my boyfriend to hang out, but he told me he would be going to a neighboring city with his twin brother so i let him enjoy their time together. i didn’t feel like reading or watching any movies, so i went to tumblr and scrolled through a bunch of random stuffs i’ve taken interest at.
i was looking through random blogs when a particular pink themed one caught my eye, so i clicked on the profile. the three newest posts were fairly innocent, but as i dug deeper, i saw things i’ve never seen before. me and my boyfriend, we were adventurous in bed. i have to admit that fact. but we’ve never really tried stuffs like this. now looking at it, what me and my boyfriend were doing was super innocent compared to this. the tumblr blog was about dd/lg relationship. which is daddy and little girl. i’ve honestly thought that this was just a kink, but people actually have a lifestyle, and there’s even a community for it.
the owner made the dynamics of their relationship so pure, but there’s a sensuality in it that i’m intrigued by. i passed by a post with a video as the post. i didn’t clicked on it yet, but the thumbnail showed a girl, hopefully legal, and an much older looking guy putting his hand around her throat. her face was red, but somehow she looked sated in it.
i played the roughly 5 minutes video because tumblr doesn’t allow videos to be more than 5 minutes and it started with the girl laying on her bed with a bunch of stuffed animals circling her. i assumed she was sick because she’s just laying there. then the video transitions as the man in the thumbnail approaches her and she immediately jumps upwards, putting her arms around his neck to kiss him. however she stopped when the man put his left hand on her right cheek. she became timid all of a sudden. i find myself scooting closer to my laptop.
“what did i say to you about touching yourself when i’m not around?” the man starts. the girl slightly trembles, but her composure gives the impression that she wanted it. “i am not allowed to touch myself,” she replies. my eyebrows twitch in amusement. “that’s right. what does daddy call bad girls?” a noticeable swallow noise comes to my ears. probably from the girl. “daddy calls bad girls his slutty princess.” i paused the video immediately, embarrassed with the fact that i’m enjoying this new discovery. i was turned on.
i felt moved to click on the video again to watch it. the video changes again and the girl is now on the man’s lap, his hand guiding her hand to touch herself. as a few seconds pass, he lets go of her hand and she’s doing all the wicked deed by herself, but she’s begging for it.
“who is daddy’s favorite whore?” he cooes beside her ear. “you, daddy!” she whimpered faintly. a crazy thought just appeared on my head. i wanna call my boyfriend daddy as well. and i want him to call me humiliating names and degrade me.
the girl’s moans intensifies as he says crude things to her. he chokes her with his hand and she asks for more. he gags her with his dick but she can’t stop taking it farther inside her throat. my hand makes it’s way to my panties, and i start to rub myself through the already damp fabric. i feel bad, but my body feels electric as i imagine my boyfriend doing the things the man had done to the girl in the video. i slip my fingers inside of me after taking off everything except for my bra.
i tease my clit with soft, light circles and i made myself moan. i’m not the loudest in bed, but my boyfriend loves it when i make sudden gasps and when i spasm as i’m under his control. my breath hitches in my throat as i feel my high coming, like a tidal wave washing through out my system. it was coming, and it was coming hard. i felt my insides clench under my fingers.
i usually can’t come without my boyfriend, but for the first time ever, i have made my legs wet. i put my hand on my mouth, surprised and scared because i’ve never made myself……. come with liquid at the same time. i was confused. did i peed myself?
“fuck fuck fuck,” i chant as i try to take the sheets off the matress. “leave it, princess.” a familiar voice pierces the sex smelling room and i grab the bedsheets to cover my naked self. “fuck, grayson?” i asked to the stranger. but i knew it was him. he was the only person who knows the code to my apartment. “had fun touching yourself, you slut?” my eyes widen at the new profound side of grayson i’ve never experienced before.
the feeling of watching someone getting called names and the feeling when you’re the one who is getting called is totally different. you really do feel small and humiliated. but i can’t say that it doesn’t make me excited. “what were you doing, touching what’s mine?” grayson leans on the door frame and i could feel myself getting weaker by the second. my boyfriend is buff, and the summer sunshine has made his skin bronzer, which made his muscles look bigger than ever. he had the manliest hands and fingers i’ve ever seen, and now its gesturing me to come towards his direction. i was ashamed with how naked i was. i wanted to test how he would react if i stayed still. so i did.
“why the fuck are you not moving?” all of a sudden he is already beside me, one hand pinning both of mine above my head. he looked into my eyes for a few seconds and the next second he’s smiling because of my expression. “you’re such a cute kitten,” he compliments me but i felt like that was just a bait to make me feel like i’m in a safe situation. but i knew better. “not only your face is cute though. you’ve got cute hair,” he speaks as his other hand combs through my hair.
“cute ass,” he lets go of my pinned hands and puts it around his neck. i comply and rest them there. i’m sitting on top of his lap now, and i could feel his rock hard cock against my ass. he makes figure eights against my butt skin before slapping it playfully. “cute tits,” he pinches my right nipple knowing i’m more sensitive on that side than my left. he loves paying attention to that whenever we fuck. “grayson, please” i wail as i bit my lip.
he was torturing me with all this coy attitude, and i’m not sure if i hate it or if i love it and want him to play around more with me. “shut the fuck up and let me talk.” i felt myself getting smaller every second. we’ve dated for a year, but he has never raised his voice like this before. i shut my mouth and let him continue.
“you know what i love most about you, though?” i shake my head, still afraid he’ll tell me to shut up again. he snakes his hand to my inner thigh and move dangerously close to my private part. “i love how sensitive you are…,” he traces the outer part of my pussy and i jolt on his lap. he laughs, the kind of laugh that has a little bit of weight in it and it eases me a little bit.
“make the noises you made before, baby,” he teases me, biting my lower lip. i lean myself on him, rubbing my naked chest against his clothed one. i peck him on the lips but he doesn’t respond. i pout against his lips and he smiles again. i know who grayson is deep inside, and he’s soft all over. “stop trying to be cute,” he grunts and i giggle. “you made me mad because you couldn’t wait for me.” i tug his shirt demanding it to be taken off. he did, and i decided to kiss all over his chest to make him laugh even more. “i’m sorry gray, i’ll wait for you next time okay.” he smiles and kiss my cheek, then my nose. “i love you, princess.”