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Suga Daddy: Part Two

Suga Daddy: Part 2

Word count: 6.9k

Genre: smut

Okay, I’m glad that some people liked this because I want to turn this into a series. This is pretty dirty so be warned. Anyway, on to the next part :)

part one


You were over at Taehyung’s, on the couch with him and Jimin watching a movie. Sadly, you weren’t paying too much attention to it because tomorrow you were trying out for a seniors dance showcase. It was a big deal for seniors, it was what they worked for all four years. This would be what they would perform for tons of people and entertainment scouters. Your school was known for helping dancers get jobs after this showcase at the end of the year.

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For You

Originally posted by blackdogs-world

Prompt: “Instead of the reader getting hurt, Bones does? Maybe he protects the reader from getting hurt or something?” -Anon

Warnings: Trashy science stuff that, for the most part, is made up. Angst if you squint

Word Count: 2,099

A/n: This fic is way, WAY overdue, but don’t worry, I’m getting back to writing again. I have been horribly busy. The facts in this story are everywhere, so if you really have the dying desire to know what’s real and what’s not, message me and I’ll let ya know :P

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Addictively Forbidden

Addictively Forbidden

Summary: It’s forbidden but so tempting and really who could resist.

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Characters: Sam, Dean,

Setting: season 11

Rating: M, (here be smut no one under 18 please), NSFW

Warnings: smut, (first time writing Sam smut so I’m very sorry if it’s crap.)

Word count: 2,335 (with lyrics)

Notes: This request has been sitting in my inbox for a long while sadly, I’m so bad at this. At first I couldn’t think of what to do besides PWP, aka all smut. But then @thing-you-do-with-that-thing brought forth her #Kari’s favorite things challenge and boom baby an idea came to me. I do hope everyone enjoys.

Tag list:

Forever: @winters-buck @angryschnauzer @marvel-lucy@aquabrie @fandommaniacx @thetalesofmooseandsquirrel @supernaturallymarvellous @feelmyroarrrr

Supernatural: @smoothdogsgirl@aprofoundbondwithdean @ruprecht0420

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Back (Murphy x Reader)

Request\s: #20 with John Murphy \ 11 with Murphy please

A\N: Sorry this took so long to upload! Thanks so much for your patience I really hope you like this, I decided to add in another request I had for prompt 11 I hope that’s okay!! Xx (also let’s pretend the gif is set in arkadia ok)

Prompt: 20 “If we get caught, we’re dead.” & 11 “Midnight. Behind the drop ship. Come alone.”

Originally posted by chatnoirs-baton


Your legs were shaking with anticipation; you hadn’t seen Murphy in a week. You were sent off with another group to meet with Lexa and had to prolong your stay there in order to make Skaikru the 13th clan and today you were on your way back to Arkadia, where he was waiting for you. Needless to say, you missed him like crazy. You were so used to spending every moment with your boyfriend and bestfriend that whenever you were away from him, you felt incomplete like you weren’t whole unless he was there by your side. In conclusion, you were completely, unquestionably dependent on John Murphy. 

As the car came to a loud stop, you opened the door letting the sunlight stream in before you stepped outside. So far there’s no sight of him. You begin to worry about him as you walk inside the drop ship. But then you hear something that gets rid of all those worries.

“Y\N?” He mutters breathlessly. His eyes widen as if he can’t believe you’re actually here, standing in front of him. In an instant he races towards you, encasing you in a tight hug and you hope it can last forever. Feeling him so close to you, your eyes flutter shut and you smile.

“Did you miss me?” You ask, your mouth next to his ear. When he pulls back after a good amount of time, he places his hands on your hips and looks at you happily.

“Oh, you left?” He asks sarcastically and you let out a laugh, “Didn’t even notice you were gone.”

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anonymous asked:

the gardener one with westallen

full prompt (x)

“There’s no way he has a good ass,” Linda scoffs as she lies back against the lounge chair, putting on her sunglasses. “It’s a white boy ass. You’re just attracted to the fact that he’s some type of forbidden fruit.” 

“Oh my god, Linda!” Iris laughs from the lounge chair right besides her friend, swatting at Linda’s arm with her magazine. “No, really–it’s a good ass for a white boy, that’s the point. And I don’t like him because he’s…forbidden fruit.” 

Linda lifts her sunglasses up slightly to give Iris a look. “What was Eddie, then?” she asks, and the corner of her mouth turns into a grin.

Iris swats at her arm again and–that’s when the gardener appears, wearing a form-fitting, white t-shirt and jeans, coming in through the side gate with his supplies and a wide smile on his face. 

“Are you giving Miss West some trouble, Miss Park?” the gardener, Barry, asks in a rather teasing tone when he walks toward them. “Am I going to have to whip out the snips?” 

Iris giggles, a little more high-pitch than usual. “Not today, Barry,” she tells him with a smile. “Although, you’re going to need them if my dad catches you hanging with us and not tending to the tulips.” 

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Where You Belong.

Sergio had been lying in bed resting for all morning. The fact he was sidelined due to his hamstring injury had him a bit sullen over the past few days. I knew all he wanted to do was be out on the pitch supporting and helping his teammates every match but unfortunately, he would be forced to rest himself.

I wanted to do any and everything I could to cheer him up. I cooked his favorite meals, we watched his favorite childhood movies. I just wanted to keep a smile on his face for longer than a few minutes.

Which was why I was now hiding in the bathroom changing into this ridiculously short ‘nurse’ outfit. I  had never done roleplay in my life, far too shy and a bit too insecure to even think of throwing myself out there for my boyfriend even if I knew Sergio would never judge me. I guess that was what gave me the courage to slide into this skin tight, short white outfit. I could feel the breeze of cool air hitting the bottom of my exposed butt.

I tossed my messy curls from the ponytail they were once in and shook my hands through the waves. The makeup on my face was light and coupled with a light pink gloss on my lips. The only final touch I needed was my tall black heels which I was now sliding my feet into.

I took one final look into the mirror, tossed my hair over my shoulder and began to walk out, calling for my boyfriend to make sure he was still lying in bed. “Sergio?”

“Hm?” I heard in response as I finally emerged from behind the door and into full view. My eyes immediately drifted to the still figure, the television remote in his right hand and his feet propped up on a few pillows. He was still hitting channels, not looking my way, until I cleared my throat for his attention.

His jaw dropped for a brief moment before he was chuckling, realizing exactly what I was up to. “You cannot be serious,” he said amidst laughter.

“Does it look bad?” I immediately grew self-conscious, twisting my body to look at the nurse’s costume as much as I could.

“No, no. Not at all,” he quickly corrected. “You look sexy as hell.” His reassurance drew a smile to my face and I began to walk over to him slowly, attempting to move sexily or at least what I thought would be sexy.

“Hurry up, woman,” he playfully commanded.

And so I did. I paced my steps quicker and kneeled over the bed, inching closer until I was positioned right over him. “Mmm,” he let out in a satisfied hum. His eyes immediately dropped to my hovering cleavage while his strong hands slid along the back of my thighs and up towards my ass. His nails found comfort briefly deep in my skin aggressively.

There was always fireworks in the bedroom between the two of us. Sergio represented a more aggressive, controlling, dominating position while I remained the reserved one, afraid to try new things until he coaxed me into it with his words dripping of lust and promise of satisfaction.

He provided it every time.

“Can I make you feel better?”

He eagerly nodded yes in agreement and dropped my hips on top of him, placed perfectly against his still constricted member. “Do you mind being on top?” Rather than providing an answer I simply drew back and began sliding his pants down to around his ankles which was just enough for me. I bit my lip at the sight of his growing member now being uncovered from his boxers and I drew those down as well.

I took it within my hands tightly, massaging and coaxing my hand up and down to get him to full growth. Satisfied with how he felt in my hand, I lowered myself down on him. His head immediately went back in satisfaction, his eyes dropping closed with pleasure. “Fuck,” he let out as he found solace in the tight grip of my love.

Usually, Sergio wanted to be the one working during sex. He would have me pinned in every place of the bedroom, stroking inside and out of me with the quickest pace possible but this time I settled on being the one in charge and moving my hips slowly so he could truly enjoy the feeling.

I rotated my hips in a circular motion, watching Sergio who laid under me in bliss. It was just the sight I wanted to see to keep me moving. “Yeah. Like that,” he breathed out, his eyes still directed to the ceiling.

But I still couldn’t help but worry he may be facing more pain with me on top of him so I had to ask, “Is your leg okay?”

“Fuck my hamstring,” he immediately answered which let me know he didn’t give a damn how it was feeling. He didn’t plan on stopping me regardless.

I drew myself up his length and dropped back down, coating him with the wetness of my warmth until I slid back down to meet contact with his body again. He always enjoyed the teasing movements of my body and that was apparent while he now bit down on his bottom lip in ecstasy.

Satisfied with my work so far, I picked up the pace of my rotation. Sergio’s hands gripped possessively on my hips to hold me in place. His nails accidentally found a home in my skin as he dragged them down the lower portion of my back but I didn’t mind. I knew Sergio was close to his climax by the way his breathing hitched and the way his eyes now darted open and dared me to continue.

And so I did until he finally released inside of me. It wasn’t often that he didn’t make me cum first but I made it a point this time to withhold my own pleasure until he reached his. He ran his digits along my back soothingly while I bucked my hips on top of him, now reaching my own peak. “Ugh,” I moaned out until I finally released myself over him.

Too tired to withdraw just yet, I simply stayed where I was while Sergio leaned forward to repeatedly kiss my lips.

“Shit. I gotta get hurt more often.”

Jan 24th, 2016

He had made sure to only jostle Dean from his sleep to tell him happy birthday with a chaste kiss to his brother’s dry, confused lips. All he got was a grumbling sound and more snoring. Sam got dressed and tip-toed out of the dark room to escape fiery wrath if Dean woke up to see him leaving.

There was a freshly baked apple pie waiting for him at a bakery in town and steaks marinating in the fridge, along with a placebo pie in the oven. If he was taught anything about food, it was about how to cook a good steak. If he happened to lie to Dean about baking the pie himself with a dollop of flour purposefully plopped on his nose and a sheepish smile, then he wasn’t hurting anyone.

He jogs out the bunker door, Dean’s keys in hand, and feels like a teenage girl on her first joyride in daddy’s car.

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the signs as lyrics from midnight memories (album)

aries: and if he feels my traces in your hair, i’m sorry, love, but i don’t really care

taurus: you will see it’s easy to be loved, i know you wanna be loved

gemini: we gotta live before we get older, do what we like, we got nothing to lose

cancer: i’m sorry if i say i need you, but i don’t care, i’m not scared of love

leo: i don’t know how else to sum it up, cause words ain’t good enough

virgo: the way that i’ve been holding on too tight with nothing in between

libra: is it too much to ask for something great?

scorpio: let me be the one to light a fire inside those eyes

sagittarius: lights go down and the night is calling to me

capricorn: tell me that i’m wrong but i do what i please

aquarius: made a lot of changes, but not forgetting who i was

pisces: your secret tattoo, the way you change moods, the songs that you sing when you’re all alone

Hidden pt 13

Only one more part to go after this…! Hopefully you like it! i apologize if the story seems to be dragging along :D  

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CHAPTER 13

 

She still didn’t know how she was going to pull tonight off, the crowd was buzzing in their seats and the acts that she is about to follow were just remarkable. She was the only solo singer of the night; all eyes would be on her as she tries not to choke. She still hasn’t talked Finn since the Archie debacle, he had stayed late in the studio, crawling into bed past 3am and she was out the door for school before he woke. She knew that he was going to be here tonight, that he could be someone that she could focus on in the audience or maybe everyone might just concentrate on him and not even worry about her piss poor performance to come.

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1k Special - #5 - Vampire

Character: Sousuke Yamazaki
Series: (belated) 1k Specials (seriously i’m nearly at 1750 now)
Word Count: 1719
AU: Vampire
Warnings: Vampires I guess??

A/N: Ok so look I’ve been struggling with this for ages but I just saw this one day and I kind of had an epiphany (and also changed it up a little). This kind of reads as an introductory chapter for a longer fic - which, by the way, I would be really, really interested in doing for this story. So, give me a shout if you’d be interested in that! For now, enjoy!

Sousuke had lived this way for years. He’d never really needed a home, simply rushing from place to place as it suited him. Sure, there had been times in the past where there had been resistance, but resistance wasn’t hard to deal with when you’re a vampire. Posing as a salesperson might sound ridiculous in today’s more modern age, but hey, it worked a treat in older times, and he saw absolutely no reason to stop taking advantage of human’s gullibility any time soon.

His current situation was nothing out of the ordinary: He was in a suit, sauntering around the neighbourhood, keen eyes observing every house in the vicinity. He loathed having children in the house, so there was no way that number twenty would be viable – not with their people-carrier fuel-guzzling car for a family of five – a shame, really. Their house was rather huge, and that was always an upside. But really, having to kill children was against his life policy, so there was no way that was viable.

He had been hanging about for quite some time, whittling down his ‘potential living quarters’ list for quite some time, before it happened. He had just been observing a house; one of the smaller ones – but nice, nonetheless – when you had opened the door.

Sousuke could swear his heart almost started to beat once more.

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“You could just play it on emulator.”

“I know.”

“Or you could pick up a GBA, at, like, GameStop, maybe. Or any pawn shop. Or ebay.”

“I know.”

“The battery on those things are a total motherfucker, it’s gonna eat, like, at least 10 bucks.”

“I know.”

“And that game is… ancient. There’s way better stuff.”

“I know.”

“So why are you playing that old ass game, on that old ass gameboy?”

“Because,” I said, breathing out with the same kind of frustration he was throwing my way. “This is what she gave to me.”

My thick left thumb pushed hard on the well used Up button on the black, rough plastic of the d-pad. My right thumb stayed at the ready over the candy red buttons, waiting for a reason to press down. The harsh green screen did its best to sear my eyes, but I just blinked, shifted my big thighs, and kept on playing with the tinny music ringing out.

I moved my monster named ‘Dana’ up and around the town, my body leaning harder into the red brick wall of Doe High School in the dead of summer vacation.

“So I’m going to fucking play it.”

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50 Shades of Matthew Espinosa

matt spin based off of 50shades

I knew that look. His brown eyes were so dark, they appeared black. His jaw was clenched so tightly, I could see the blue veins in his neck pulsing. Matt was pissed, and we still had an hour left of this car ride.

I decided to at least try to talk to him about this. 

“Driver, partition, please.” His chauffeur nodded at me and rolled up the divider between us. I reached for Matt’s hand, and sighed when he jerked it away from me. “Are we gonna talk about this?”

“Talk about what, Y/N?” His voice was low and gruff. It sent a shock through my whole body. He was so sexy.

“Talk about why you’re so pissed off right now,” I answered simply. His body turned towards me and sarcasm crept into his tone. 

“I don’t know, it couldn’t possibly have anything to do with the fact that you wore the dress I told you not to, and you were all over Jack at that party.” I rolled my eyes at his jealousy.

“Matt, that’s ridiculous! Why the hell would I be all over Jack when i have you all to myself?! And as far as this dress goes yo-” I was cut off by his lips forcefully on mine. His hand was on my hip, roughly pulling me into his lap and rubbing me continually against his belt. His lips pulled away and moved to the skin of my neck.

“I told you not to wear that dress because I didn’t want to deal with this hard on all damned night, but you wore it anyway. And then flirting with Jack right in front of me? You know better, princess. You’re mine.” I shuddered at the intensity of every word he spoke against me. His teeth nipped harshly at my skin, and i winced. He chuckled darkly. “Punishment, baby. Or, what punishment I can give without all my toys…….maybe we’ll use the whips when we get home. Or the handcuffs. Mmmmm, what about that blindfold, Y/N? You know how exciting that one is.”

My body was trembling. His hands were traveling over my body, and had made their way to my heat. His fingers were cold and calloused as they blindly explored my folds. His breathing was heavy in my ear as he continued his adventure. “You’re so wet, baby,” he murmured against the shell of my ear. My breathing hitched as he slid two digits roughly into me. The heel of his hand was scraping against my clit as he pumped his fingers faster. His mouth sucked and bit at my skin, light purple bruises already forming. I whimpered as he spoke, his voice raspy.

“It seems you’ve forgotten who you belong to, princess. Let me remind you. You’re mine,” his lips kissed at the hollow of my throat. His free hand traveled to cup my chest, “this is mine.” His hand traced my waist and hips before lightly swatting my backside. His lips curved into a smile as he stated, “This ass and all those curves are definitely mine.” He slid his fingers out of me, gave my heat a harsh slap, causing me to yelp out loud and then began pumping again. “And this pussy is definitely mine. I’m the one one who gets to touch it, feel how tight it is inside, make you writhe beneath me. Only me, baby girl. Remember that.”

All I could do was moan and nod my head into his shoulder. His fingers kept pumping as I ground my hips on his hand. He groaned into my ear before he spoke.

“Come on, princess, I can feel you. Let it go, I give you permission. Do this for me.” And at that I let go. I sat on top of him after he removed himself from me, trying to catch my breath. He laughed into my hair.“Don’t get too comfy, baby, there’s so much more punishment where that came from. I hope you’re ready, naughty girl.”

Requested : "Don't make me mad.." Yoongi × reader

You were always friends
And always only friends.
You never looked at him in any other way. You never noticed the way his tongue would swipe over his lips when he talked to you, or the way his eyes would occasionally look down and focus on your lips, or even the way when you guys sat next to each other his hands always seemed to wander to your shoulders or thigh. It just never really caught your attention for long enough that it would become a problem.
“Yoongi! Can you pass me my soda?” You asked, reaching out a hand in his general direction, but not moving your eyes off the game you and Namjoon were playing. Currently he was winning and you were frustrated by it. The cold metal of the can hit your hand, and you instantly curled your fingers around it. Your eyes moved from the screen to him within a second. “Thank you.” You mumbled, taking a quick sip and then placing the can beside you. You had no idea what Yoongi was doing because you couldn’t help but only focus on the screen. You barely even noticed when he came to sit by your side. The only way it would have been known that he as there was by the way his arm reached behind you, placing a hand right behind your back. Which you of course ignored.
“Damn it, Namjoon!” You yelled, throwing the controller on the couch. “I tried really hard, you couldn’t just let me win this once!” You took long strides towards him, placing on knee beside him and keeping one leg on the ground. You leaned over him, and punched his chest a few times. But even this non important contact was too much for Yoongi. A set of fingers wrapped around your arm and tugged you back slightly. When you looked at him you could tell there was something stirring in his eyes, and it didn’t seem to be happiness. Jealously? Maybe? “Give him a break, y/n.” He leaned on to whisper, his lips possibly too close to your skin. “You know your better at video games anyway.” You ignored his it breath and moved away. “At least you know.”
Your tired legs carried you into the kitchen, searching high and low for any trace of anything good to eat. But your search was fruitless. “Namjoon. Yoongi. Can one of you run downtown and possibly get some food? I can put in the order.” Instead of seeing Yoongi who you thought would offer you instead saw Namjoon. “I’ll go. I’ll order there too. Don’t worry your pretty little head about ordering. Relax and get ready for round two when I get home.” He ruffles your hair, as he picks up the keys from the counter behind you. “I’ll be back!” He yells to both you and Yoongi as he heads out.
When you walk into the living room, Yoongi is sitting there his eyes focused on the phone in his lap. You sit next to him, probably a bit to close, and snatch the phone out of his hands. His eyes immediately turn to you, an arm reaching out to grab it. But he’s unsuccessful. “Pay attention to me instead of your phone.” He sighs, continuing to grab for it. “The phone is more interesting than you’ll ever be.” He mumbles pushing you down into the couch, and making multiple grabs for it. “Rude. I don’t think you deserve it.” Only then did you notice his body pressing into yours, his scent infiltrating your nose. You didn’t want him to get off of you. The thoughts quickly ended when he got to close to the phone. “Don’t make me mad, y/n.” You smirked, pushing him away with your free hand. “What are you gonna do?”
You always saw Yoongi as a friend. So when his lips pressed against yours, honestly you were a bit taken back. But his softness of his lips, mixed with the not so soft kiss made your head spin. You pulled back slightly. “Yoongi..”
He grabbed the phone while you were distracted, and returned to his earlier position. “That.” He exclaimed. Your fingers traced over your lips where his were only momentarily. For some reason your head spun, and it left you craving more. You needed more. And you knew exactly how to get it.
You moved closer to him, placing a hand a little to high up on his thigh. “Yoongi.” Ignored. “Oppa?” Ignored. You tested your luck, moving closer to his ear. “Daddy.”
His body froze him place for a second before his hands were on your shoulders, pushing you back to your precious laying position. “What did you just say?” He whispered, hands placed on either side of you, his face only inches from yours. “I didn’t say anything, Yoongi.” One of his hands came up to grab your face. “Now’s not a time to play, kitten.” All the heat you felt in your body all rushed straight to your core. Your stomach twisted at just one simple word. You swallowed quickly, eyes shaking as you looked at him again. “Cat got your tongue? Huh? Can’t say it now that you’re not confident?” His face was much closer than you wanted. Your body was heating up significantly and you felt every urge to touch him. With his face millimeters away from yours, he whispered again. “Say it.” You mustered brought courage and breathed out, “Daddy.”
That’s all it took for Yoongi to crash his lips into yours for the second time. This time a certain list was mixed in, and you couldn’t help your hands from wandering to his back, scrunching up his shirt in your fists. “Tell me what you want kitten.” His breath was hot on your skin as he moved his head into the crook of your neck, leaving wet kisses on the sensitive surface of skin. Your back arched into his chest as you breathed out. “I need you, Yoongi.” His lips nipped at your neck, leaving marks in their wake. “Anything for you. But right now my name isn’t Yoongi.” You nod your head. “Alright, Daddy.” The word influences him to pull on the hem of your shirt, swiftly removing it from your body. His eyes widened as he noticed your lack of a bra. “Did you prepare for this kitten?” His mouth immediately found yours as his hand took one of your breasts in its hold. Fingers traced your nipples lightly, almost teasingly and you couldn’t help but let out a soft moan.
“That’s what I like to hear. Keep making those noises, kitten. I love it.” Your hands fumbled with the hem of his shirt, which he ended up discarding quickly. He stopped his merciless attack on your neck, to lean back in what you could only describe as him being cocky. “Do you like what you see?” He asked. You rolled your eyes, unable to keep your hands still, and moving them to feel his chest and stomach. “Are you gonna answer me?” He asked obviously impatient. You looked up at him, batting your eyelashes. “I love it daddy.” He growled as he pushed you slightly. “Get up. Strip the rest for me kitten.”
You followed his words patiently. You knew you were needy and wanted to get your clothes off as quick as possible but you knew Yoongi and he wouldn’t like it. You turned away from his, swaying your hips sexily. You heard from behind you the sound of his zipper and then the shuffle of his pants being taken off. You smirked to yourself as you reached down, to do the same. Slowly slipping your pants down your legs. At the sight of just you in your panties, a moan escapes his lips. Your stomach drops and twists even more so than before. You turn around to see an impatient Yoongi palming his already hardening cock through his boxers. You want nothing more than to get your hands on it yourself. But seeing it as the only time you’ll get to tease him you don’t stop. You pull each side of your panties down, letting him get a sneak peak of what he’s about to have but then pulling them straight back up. “Don’t tease kitten, just take them off and get over here.” You nod at his words, slipping off your panties and kicking them elsewhere in the room. With small steps you walk towards him. He pats his lap with a very noticeable smirk. You place your legs on either side of his legs. The feeling of his cock pressed up against your ass surprises You at first. Even by just feeling it you can tell he’s big. “Do you like what you feel? Would you much rather have it inside of you?” You nod your head quickly, slowly grinding your core down on his cock. “Words baby. Use word.” You swallow your pride for a moment. “I want to feel you inside me, Daddy. I want to feel you fill me up.”
With just those words Yoongi, rubs the head of his cock over your slick foods and easily enters you. Immediately he lets out a breathy moan into your skin. “Fuck kitten you’re so tight. Show daddy what you can do.” His hands gently rest against your hips as you move up his cock, making sure to make your moves slow at first. You wanted to see him get needy before you did anything good. But with his breathy moans you knew he was liking it more. You sped up for pace slightly, which surprised him. “Fuck kitten, why did I wait so long to kiss you. If I knew I would have your pretty pussy wrapped around me if I did I would have done it so much sooner.” His trip on your waist got tighter as he slightly moved his hips to meet your movements.
All of a sudden he was pushing you off and instructing you to lay down on your back. You did as instructed, and within seconds Yoongi was back on top of you. Slipping back into you. “I’m gonna make you scream, kitten.” His hips snapped into yours, and you let out a loud moan. From what he was just a minute ago, it seemed like a completely different person. Namjoon could have walked in just then and you wouldn’t have cared less. Your mind was to dogged with pleasure to focus on anything else other than how hard Yoongi was slamming into you. You became oblivious to how loud you were and you didn’t even know if you were saying his name or calling him what he wanted. And you don’t think he noticed either.
You felt yourself getting close when he reached down to rub his fingers over your sensitive cloth “Fuck yoongi, I’m going to cum.” He leaned down pressing his lips into yours. “Go ahead kitten, cum for daddy.” It took his smooth words to push you over the edge. Flashes of white burst behind your eyes, and it rendered you unable to move. With a couple more hard thrusts, Yoongi was pulling out to spill his seed all over your rapidly moving chest.
Although you would have denied that you couldn’t have cared less at that moment. Your breath was rapid as you laid back on the couch. Yoongi leaned over to you, leaving the gentlest kiss he could manage. “I’ve been wanting to do that for months, y/n.” You smiled at him, as you regained your composure. “So it wasn’t a one time thing?” He shook his head.
In minutes you were all cleaned up with your clothes back in place. Luckily Namjoon arrived a little after you were done cle

IMAGINE


Luke is already sleeping beside you, peacefully. His arms and legs are tangled up to your body, his face is buried in your neck, feeling his warm breath every now and then. You sighed, it’s almost three in the morning and you’re still not sleeping. You don’t want to wake him up because you know he’s tired and he needs a lot of rest for their tour later. You wiped away your tears escaping from your tired eyes. Late night thoughts are killing you right now and you don’t know what are you going to do about it. You pulled yourself closer to Luke, if that’s even possible. You stared at his face, he’s snoring quietly knowing he is really exhausted. He moved slightly causing you to flinched, he groaned and took his arms away from you then he turn around. You frowned at his sudden movement, already missing the contact. You turn around too then stared at the wall, you can’t help but to think again and tears are forming in your eyes again. You can’t escape from your mind, always thinking about negative things. You’re always saying to yourself that you won’t get these negative words get in to you, those people who are always hurting you. You’re crying again, taking deep breaths. You can feel that Luke’s moving behind you so you tend to be quiet and try not to move as much as possible. You feel his arms, pulling you closer to his body. He’s hugging you again, still doesn’t know what’s happening to you. You wiped your tears again and tried to catch your breathing. He hummed then kissed your hair. “Love….” He mumbled and you just cupped your mouth, trying too hard not to make a sound. He raised his head, trying to look at your messed up face. “Hey” he murmured and you just hid your face. He removed his arms then he get up. He put his right arm under your neck then lift you up. You sat on his lap, burying your face in the crook of his neck then continued to cry. “Love… What’s happening?” He asked worriedly then pulled you closer to his body. You can feel his warmth and his hands rubbing at your sides. “Baby, breathe okay?” He said, trying to calm you down. “I love you y/n, so much. Just let it all out okay?” he mumbled, you know that he’s worried about you but he remained calm. He whispered soothing words in your ear, rocking you gently like a baby. When you calmed down, you finally look at him and he’s pounting. You can see in his eyes that he’s tired, sad and worried about you. “I’m sorry i woke you up. I know you’re too tired. Let’s just go to sleep Luke” you mumbled and he shooked his head. “I wouldn’t be able to sleep knowing something’s going on with your mind. Are you overthinking again my Love?” He knows you well enough and you just nodded slowly. “Y/n, look at me” he said and you reluctantly raised your head and meet his eyes. “Whatever you’re thinking right now is not important. Those people who are insulting and judging you are not worth your time. I want you to be strong baby, you can control these voices inside your head, fight those monsters who are trying to get into you. You are brave, loved and beautiful. I won’t let them hurt you, i promise. Stop thinking about them and focus your mind and heart on me. I love you so much, don’t let your mind control you.” After he said those words, you hugged him tight and you tried to focus your mind on his heartbeat. “I love you too Luke, thank you” you mumbled and he just kissed your forehead then pecked your lips. You both lied down, then he hugged from behind. “Go to sleep, love” he whispered and you nodded then lulled into a peaceful sleep.

I Know You

Thomas is already sleeping beside you, peacefully. His arms and legs are tangled up to your body, his face is buried in your neck, feeling his warm breath every now and then. You sighed, it’s almost three in the morning and you’re still not sleeping. You don’t want to wake him up because you know he’s tired and he needs a lot of rest for their shoot later. You wiped away your tears escaping from your tired eyes. Late night thoughts are killing you right now and you don’t know what are you going to do about it. You pulled yourself closer to Thomas, if that’s even possible. You stared at his face, he’s snoring quietly knowing he is really exhausted. He moved slightly causing you to flinched, he groaned and took his arms away from you then he turn around. You frowned at his sudden movement, already missing the contact. You turned around too then stared at the wall, you can’t help but to think again and tears are forming in your eyes again. You can’t escape from your mind, always thinking about negative things. You’re always saying to yourself that you won’t get these negative words get in to you, those people who are always hurting you. You’re crying again, taking deep breaths. You can feel that Thomas’ moving behind you so you tend to be quiet and try not to move as much as possible. You feel his arms, pulling you closer to his body. He’s hugging you again, still doesn’t know what’s happening to you. You wiped your tears again and tried to catch your breathing. He hummed then kissed your hair. “Love….” He mumbled and you just cupped your mouth, trying too hard not to make a sound. He raised his head, trying to look at your messed up face. “Hey” he murmured and you just hid your face. He removed his arms then he get up. He put his right arm under your neck then lift you up. You sat on his lap, burying your face in the crook of his neck then continued to cry. “Love… What’s bloody happening?” He asked worriedly then pulled you closer to his body. You can feel his warmth and his hands rubbing at your sides. “Baby, breathe okay?” He said, trying to calm you down. “I love you y/n, so much. Just let it all out okay?” he mumbled, you know that he’s worried about you but he remained calm. He whispered soothing words in your ear, rocking you gently like a baby. When you calmed down, you finally look at him and he’s pouting. You can see in his eyes that he’s tired, sad and worried about you. “I’m sorry i woke you up. I know you’re too tired. Let’s just go to sleep Thomas” you mumbled and he shooked his head. “I wouldn’t be able to sleep knowing something’s going on with your bloody mind. Are you overthinking again my Love?” He knows you well enough and you just nodded slowly. “Y/n, look at me” he said and you reluctantly raised your head and meet his eyes. “Whatever you’re thinking right now is not important. Those people who are insulting and judging you are not worth your time. I want you to be strong baby, you can control these voices inside your head, fight those monsters who are trying to get into you. You are brave, loved and beautiful. I won’t let them hurt you, i promise. Stop thinking about them and focus your mind and heart on me. I love you so bloody much, don’t let your mind control you.” After he said those words, you hugged him tight and you tried to focus your mind on his heartbeat. “I love you too Thomas, thank you” you mumbled and he just kissed your forehead then pecked your lips. You both lied down, then he hugged from behind. “Go to sleep, love” he whispered and you nodded then lulled into a peaceful sleep.

- wrote this a long time ago but i decided to post it again and this time, it’s Thomas. Any, let me know what you think and send me request! x