Prompt (AU) : Harry took his anger out in sex-and you weren’t supposed to do that. He would go to the bar and find others just as terrible and lonely as him, drink, and then sink his sorrows into anything with breast and a hole were to put it. Niall always rolled his eyes the next morning and say to Harry “you’re a proper dick, yeh know that right?”, to which Harry would lift his middle finger up and respond with, “if soulmates are real she would love me anyhow.”
“Harry when you meet her your life will change,” Anne says, handing him a cup of tea.
Harry rolls his eyes, “I don’t care to meet her. It’s all bullshit,” Harry grumbles.
There were very few things that bugged Y/N in life. Y/N
hated when people didn’t use their turn signals when driving, or when people
walked too slow in front of her, or when people rolled their eyes or stared at
her, but she absolutely loathed when people wouldn’t respect her choice and try
and force her to talk. It was clear, crystal clear, that she wasn’t much of a
talker, and yes or no questions where the good route to go, but when people
edged her on she got upset.
For example, Harry just couldn’t wrap his mind around how
his other half would not utter a single word to him. Y/N had written down on a
whiteboard that she was ‘mute’ and would really prefer if Harry stayed away
from the label. She explained that even though he was her soulmate (and she would
love to be open with him) talking just didn’t seem like something she was ready
She watched as Harry rolled his eyes, crossing his arms, and
frowned. She could feel his annoyance (literally) and she wanted to stub her
toe on the table just to tick him off, but she felt like it was rude and she
didn’t want to put herself through the pain as well.
“So like what? I’m supposed to spend the rest of my life
with someone who won’t talk to me?” Harry asked, his eyes on her as she walks
down the hallway of her apartment complex.
Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader Rating: Mature - 18+ only Summary: Reader prepares the last important details of Chris’ thirty-sixth birthday party, but he can only think of one or two ways he’d like to celebrate this day with her. WordCount: 2.5k Genre: Fluff/Mild smut Warnings: build up; mentions of sex/innuendos, Chris being a dork and a butt guy, slight food play/kink, make out session and language! Author’s Note: I know, Chris’ birthday was yesterday (June 13th), but I actually wrote so much that I had to split this into two parts. The actual smut will be in the last part hopefully up tomorrow. Once again, happy birthday to the Dorito and enjoy! xx
“Dodger, come here,” you whispered and the dog padded out of the kitchen, stopping at your feet. You bent and patted his back as his tail wagged excitedly.
Staring back at your reflection in the mirror of the foyer, you smoothed out your dress - the same summer dress you’d wear on your first date with Chris three years ago - and you applied your cranberry lip balm. You weaved a hand through your hair, pushed up your breasts and you picked up the breakfast tray you’d left on the entryway table.
“What do you think? He’s going to like it, right?” You asked Dodger and laughed at how ridiculous you sounded. My God, I’m talking to a dog.
Jungkook loved doing down on you more than anything. Whenever he was around, he would find somewhere to eat you out. Bed, couch, bathroom, kitchen counter, closet and wherever he could think of.
You had been dating for almost a year but didn’t start having sex until a couple months ago. There was once a time where you were both watching a movie with Jimin and Seokjin. They had left for 15 minutes to go down the street and get food, Jungkook quickly had your pants off and his tongue on your clit. Not that you ever had a problem with it, his mouth worked wonders.
Tonight was different though, Jungkook planned to eat you out and make you cum until you cried. You were laying in bed with Jungkook, it was already dark out. You went out on a date earlier and came home and showered together. Jungkook was on his phone scrolling through Twitter comments and you were watching tv. Your head was resting on his chest and he set his phone down and sighed.
“You still awake?” He asked, looking down at your seemingly still figure.
“Mhm…” You hummed, meeting his gaze.
He smirked and ran his hands down your back, “You know baby, it’s been a while since I’ve eaten you out. I want to taste you.” You pouted and bit your lip,
“But it’s only been like three days.“
"Three days too long.” It wasn’t that you didn’t want him to, you really did. But you were so comfortable on his chest, he was so warm and you could feel his toned muscles pressed against you. He smelled fresh and clean from the shower and you were just too lazy to move. But knowing that you couldn’t reject him, you rolled off of him and got into your usual position.
“Undress for me,” he orders, walking to the dresser and grabs a pair of handcuffs. Quickly taking off your (it was actually Jungkook’s) shirt, you let him handcuff each hand to the headboard. You were left in just black lace panties and he groaned.
“Fuck (Y/N), you look amazing.” Your cheeks flushed and you spread your legs open for him, showing that you were ready.
“But Jungkook, you know I’m gonna want to touch you,” you whined while pulling on the restraints.
“Just one orgasm and then I’ll let you touch me.” You pouted but agreed,
“Fine.” He leaned down and slowly pulled off your panties, revealing yourself to him. Just by him cuffing you to the headboard got you hot and frustrated. He started from your inner thighs and kissed all the way up to your folds. He planted a kiss on your clit but then quickly moved back to your thighs. He bit and sucked, leaving a trail of hickeys behind.
“Jungkook please…” You whimpered, pulling on your restraints. You wanted to touch him so badly, to pull on his hair.
“Please what?” He asked innocently like he didn’t know what you wanted. He raised his eyebrows and looked at you while slowly blowing on your clit.
“Fuck… Your mouth Jungkook! Please!” You begged, bucking your hips up. He smirked as he leaned down and ran his tongue from your entrance to your clit, and circled it around the small bud of nerves. You let out a moan as he pushed his tongue into your entrance, getting a taste of your sweet wetness. He groaned also, his cock was getting close to being rock hard and those tight jeans made him feel like he was suffocating.
“Oh… Don’t stop,” You cried as he sucked on your clit. His head shook from side to side while he planted his tongue flat on your clit. The warmth and the wetness from you and his spit was all getting close to becoming too much for you. His hands held your legs open wide and his tongue kept quickly gliding over your small little clit.
“Ah! J-Jungkook!” You moaned as your hips moved with his mouth, allowing you to chase your orgasm. Your legs shook as you felt the warm bliss spread throughout your body. Your walls clenched around nothing and as he pulled away after licking up your cum, your pussy throbbed.
“You taste so good, baby. So fucking good.” Jungkook groans, licking his lips. His hands went to his belt and he unbuckled it quickly.
“But I bet you’ll feel really good around my cock. You think so?” He asked, raising an eyebrow at you.
“Yes, Jungkook!” You quickly nodded, “I think you’ll feel really good inside me.”