look at his baby kitten face

BTS Reaction to you clenching around them

A/N: So guys, I hope you like this! I’ve written smut for other bands, but never for BTS, so this is my first time. Although I just need to let you know that this is not gonna be a habit, as I’m starting college in September and won’t be able to commit to something like a writing blog, but expect some reactions from time to time. Enjoy and let me know if you liked it!



His hands flew to hold tightly onto your hips the second he felt your walls clenching around his cock. You watched as his eyes widened, a bold smirk growing on your face. “Holy shit, baby! What was-” you would cut him off with another clench of your walls, a surprised moan leaving his lips as he looked at you with lust filled eyes. “If you keep doing that I’m gonna cum soon” he warned you, but you kept repeating your actions, aiming to give him the best orgasm he ever had.

Originally posted by jungkookandyugyeomwhores


Placing your hands on his shoulders, you moved your hips up and down at a fast rhythm. “Fuuck” Yoongi moaned into your ear, his hand snaking around to press on your back, forcing your body to fall forwards into his chest without interrupting both of your hips’ movements. “Be a good girl and clench around my dick” he ordered and you immediately obeyed. Ever since he found out you could intentionally clench around him, that started being what ticked him off to an intense orgasm, this time being no exception.

Originally posted by my-eccentric-mind


“Baby, can I try something?” Your voice rang in Hoseok’s ears as his lips glued to your neck. “Of course, kitten” his muffled voice answered back as his hips kept forcefully slamming up into yours. Sitting all your weight down on his thighs, you stilled his hips’ movements and watched as his lips left your neck, eyes looking questioningly into yours. You made sure to keep watching his face as you suddenly clenched your walls around his hard erection, smirking as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. “Oh kitten, that felt so good” he moaned, indirectly asking you to repeat whatever made his dick twitch.

Originally posted by jkookisdaddy


The moment you intentionally clenched your walls around his dick, Namjoon hissed, shutting his eyes tightly and scrunching his eyebrows together. “Do that again, baby girl. Do that again and make daddy cum” he would growl, biting your neck as his hands gripped your hair, hips snapping forcefully into yours. The second time you clenched around him, his head was thrown back, mouth wide open and eyes tightly shut as you felt him quicken the pace of his thrusts and coming inside you, as you kept clenching to drag out his orgasm the best you could.

Originally posted by ygnj


As per usual, you and Jimin were throwing yourselves around the bed, each of you trying to gain dominance over the other. “I’ll try one thing and if you want me to repeat it, I’ll be the dominant one tonight” your negotiated, to which Jimin confidently agreed. “Let’s see what you have in mind” he smirked, sitting against the headboard as you sat on him, riding him slowly for a couple seconds. “Is tha-” you cut off what you assumed would be a sarcastic comment with a clench of your walls around his dick. Immediately, Jimin moaned out loud, teeth sinking into his bottom lip. “You want me to continue?” You teased, smirking. “Yes, please” he whimpered, causing you to laugh victoriously, pride written all over your face.

Originally posted by mayfifolle


He was pounding roughly into you when you intentionally decided to clench your walls around his dick. Unfortunately, that caused his movements to come to a halt as he lifted his head up from where it was buried on your neck, his eyes wide open.  “Wha- can you do that again?” He slowly questioned you as he watched your face from underneath him. “Do what? This?” You asked at the same time as you repeated your actions. “Ooh yes, that. Don’t stop” he begged, his hips picking up the fast rhythm as he growled at the feeling of you repeatedly clenching around him.

Originally posted by vthesecretoilet


You moaned loudly as Jeongguk slammed his hips into yours at an unbelievably fast pace. You could feel yourself getting closer to your orgasm due to the automatic clenching of your walls around his dick. “Baby girl, can you do that harder?” He questioned you, sweat dripping down his forehead. “Y-yes, daddy” you whispered, legs wrapping around his waist and walls clenching around him, this time intentionally. “Ooh fuck” he growled into your ear, to which you responded with another clench. You could feel (and hear) him getting closer to his release, so you repeated your actions until he suddenly closed his eyes and moaned deeply, shooting his load into you.

Originally posted by baekyeolkaisoogirl


A/N: HOLY SHIT THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 300 NOTES ON THIS!! omg omg I’m so happy rn. Thank you so, so much, I highly appreciate it. 

So dating this human marshmallow would include:

  • probably has a cheesy photo of you two as his lock screen from your first date 
  • and your name saved as something equally as cheesy like “my baby” or “beautiful”
  • his nicknames for you would include: “babe”, “baby”, “love” and his favorite one “kitten” 
  • would melt if you call him “oppa” 
  • insists that you dance with him even if you’re bad at it
  • making fun of his british accent, but he still does it because he loves seeing you smile 
  • loves hugging you and would cling to you like Seonho clings to Minhyun a koala when you two are alone 
  • holds your hand all the time, no matter when or where or who you’re with
  • like literally 
  • you would be sleeping and he still has his fingers interlocked with yours
  • complaining about how he spends more time with his cats than with you 
  • “but babeeee, the cats need my attention” 
  • “but i need it too” 
  • “aww come here and let’s all cuddle”
  • so you end up watching harry potter for the 10th time with him and his cats
  • falling asleep on the couch 
  • and waking up to daniel sleeptalking 
  • he would probably say the most random things like 
  • “hurry, hurry we need to go before they come” 
  • “who comes?” 
  • “they are gonna steal it, hurry hurry” 
  • “babe wake up, you’re dreaming”
  • “nooo, they stole my cereal Y/N !!”
  • and you always mock him for it “No ThEy StOlE mY cErEAl Y/N” 
  • and he shakes his head like “why am i even dating you” 
  • but he loves you so much he would do anything for you 
  • your mom adores him, she thought he was perfect the moment you first took him home
  • always asks you about him on the phone
  • “how’s daniel doing? you didn’t upset the poor boy, right ?” 
  • “what if he upsets me mom ?!” 
  • “nonsense, how could that boy do anything bad” 
  • “HELLO MOTHER-IN-LAW !!” *daniel screaming in the back* 
  • playing video games and him accusing you of cheating when he loses, but you’re just that good
  • “you lost, you’re doing the dishes for a week”
  • “i call for a re-match!” 
  • and he loses again and now he has to do the dishes for two weeks
  • fighting with sungwoo over daniel almost every day
  • “he is mine !”
  • “but he is my boyfriend!” 
  • “please… there is enough kang daniel for everybody” 
  • “shut up Kang, this is not about you” 
  • and Daniel has to bring Jisung over to calm you and Sungwoo for the 5th time that week
  • you would have super chill dates with sungwoo included, like picnics in the park or going to cute little coffee shops or festivals in the summer and ice-skating in the winter 
  • grocery shopping is hectic and you’re always fighting over what to buy
  • cause Daniel wants more stuff for his cats
  • but you need new make-up
  •  so Jisung is always there shoving the shopping list in your faces 
  • midnight runs to the store cause you’re hungry and he is sweet by offering to go
  • but calls you after 5 minutes cause 
  • “baby i just found the cutest cat outside your apartment”
  • “DANIEL NO” 
  • “but it’s so adorable, come see it” 
  • so you go and see a small fluff ball being hugged by a big fluff ball, but you still don’t agree cause he has 4 other cats to take care of
  • “pleaseeeee?” 
  • “noooo”
  • “but…” 
  • “no”
  • “pleaseeeeee”
  • and so you adopt another child and you can already hear daniel giving him weird names
  • well now this boy right here
  • would love it if you wear lingerie, especially in cute colors like pink or white and probably kitten collars with thigh high stockings 
  • i feel like he would be into pet-play and would let you call him daddy if he knew you liked it 
  • he really knows what he’s doing in bed + high stamina from being a dancer = sore mornings for you
  • you didn’t even need to tell him what you like and he already knew all of your soft spots and how to make you tremble under his touch 
  • likes holding your hands above your head as he kisses your neck and your collarbone 
  • lots of biting like you’re lips, neck, chest, thighs literally anywhere
  • teasing, i think he would enjoy teasing you, like kissing you slowly and taking his time kissing you and caressing your skin
  • “Daniel hurry up”
  • “Patience, kitten”
  • really good at giving, knows how to make good use of that tongue
  • always keeps his hands on your hips as he kisses the inside to your thighs and your core 
  • would let you ride his face 
  • likes looking at you as he pleasures you so he would want to do it in front of mirrors 
  • usually really sweet and loving; holds your hands even then and probably maintains eye contact and gives you assuring smiles 
  • “you’re so beautiful baby”
  • can turn rough and super dominant at times 
  • like if you’re teasing him on purpose while you’re out with his friends then good luck when you get home 
  • he would have you face down as he’s thrusting into you from behind
  • likes slapping your ass and pulling your hair as he whispers “I love you” into your ear 
  • you’re gripping the sheets trying not wake your neighbours 
  • but he wants to hear you scream his name so he goes even harder 
  • and you can’t hold it in anymore so you just let it go and yell his name 
  • “that’s right, kitten. tell everyone who you belong to.” 
  • would be a mess when receiving 
  • lots of heavy breathing and grunts 
  • with soft, inaudible moans 
  • but you enjoy teasing him too so you just kiss his erection through his boxers while massaging it 
  • so he starts complaining and begging until you finally take him in your mouth 
  • and then he turns silent and is biting his lips while grabbing the sheets 
  • “baby… i… i’m close” 
  • never fails to say “I love you” after he finished
Good -Jungkook- *smut*

Originally posted by nnochu

Title: Good
Pairing: Jungkook + Reader

Plot: Giving Jungkook, heir to the Jeon Empire, the ‘best orgasm of his life’ (and him paying you back ofc he isn’t evil)
Warning: Oral, Jungkook gets blown in front of his dad who doesn’t realise, swearing, petnames, gang au, disapproving dad
A/N: Not requested but controlled by my Jungkook thirst

Namjoon in the gif is me @ life

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Want it? | Draco Malfoy x Trans!Male Reader

Warnings: Smut, Dom!Draco, Masturbation, Choking, NSFW gifs

Words: 1954

(Y/N) POV:

To say I was a hot topic around Hogwarts was quite the understatement. Ever since my second year when word got around that the guy from the muggle family actually had a vagina! Apparently the pure-bloods had never had any experience with such a thing. Most called it muggle magic and they all practically tripped over themselves to ask me questions. Eventually they died down as all things do, until I returned my fifth year having gone through top surgery. That brought on its own wave of questions.

Draco Malfoy was no different. At first, when he discovered my identity he called it ‘revolting’ and 'unnatural.’ Although, he too came around in our fifth year and we dove into a friendship neither of us expected. Nothing had prepared me for him as the same could be said from him about me. Being hormonal teenagers, there was always a tension between us. It wasn’t until the middle of our sixth year that he relieve it.


“Draco!” I whined softly, he had just dragged me out of the common room and was pulling me hastily down to some empty corridor.

“Where are we going?!” He let out a growl and mumbled something about me needing to shut up. He stopped abruptly, gripping my hand tighter as he glanced around quickly. His hand were on my hips for mere seconds to place me firmly against the wall.

He slammed his hands on the wall on the sides of my head, breathing heavy with a look of irritation painted on his face.

“Do you have any idea? The things you do to me?” He whispered softly, his lips curling in anger as he breathed softly into my ear. I swallowed the growing lump in my throat before uttering weakly, “I-I don’t understa–”

“ALWAYS!” He spoke louder now, his body nearing mine, but keeping a space between us in a teasing way. He softened as he saw the clear fear in my eyes, he dropped his hands to grip the sides of my shoulders, squeezing softly as he leaned into my ear again.

“The way you sound, your walk, bloody hell even your scent! You drive me absolutely mad. I want to ravage you, mold this pretty little body to fit against my own.”

I let out a soft whimper, feeling heat rush not only to my cheeks but between my legs as well. Before I could manage to stutter something in response Draco spoke again.

“You are the brightest part of my life and would like to propose you be my boyfriend, (Y/N). Would you accept?” He pulled away from my ear, watching my face contently as he drug his fingertips lightly down my arms.

“Uh..y-yea, I mean, yes. I-I would accept.”

He smirked in approval, “That’s my boy.”

His hands met my hips and his lips crashed against my own. He let out a soft hiss as his tight pants gained the smallest amounts of friction from my hips.

“Just one thing, love.” He said softly, “I am not a very 'publicly affectionate’ man and I don’t want you to expect anything else.” He was stern now, waiting until I nodded before reuniting our lips.


On that night, I hadn’t realized that 'not being publicly affectionate’ meant not telling anyone about our relationship. Of course I was hurt, who wouldn’t be? He never told me why, he merely said it was not the time to introduce a new relationship to everyone. I had spend may hours contemplating what exactly could be his reason, not my bloodline, as even though I was raised by muggles, I was a pure-blood. I’d first thought it was the fact I was a male, but it’s been over a year and he seems quite comfortable in his own skin.

Tonight, some Ravenclaw girl had managed to get the Room of Requirements to have a nice set up for a party. Rumor has it that some kids had snuck in firewhisky and vodka, which most were excited to try as they’d never had muggle alcohol. Of course I was going, Draco and I already had yet another continuous fight about finally telling people we’re together. I was tired of Pansy throwing herself on him, literally.  She’d let out small giggles when he’d crack jokes, dragging her fingertips on his arms. She’d always whisper in his ear or hook her arm in his as they walked. Malfoy of course never had a feeling for her, but still pitied her school girl crush. He let her do as she pleased, actually working as a nice cover.

Every time I saw her hands on him I felt my cheeks grow red with anger and Draco would always shoot me his ’I’m sorry, baby’ look and make it up to me later. Tonight was for me, a night to get drunk, dance to something, and crash. The party wasn’t for hours and well, being a seventeen year old boy, I was horny. But there was no way I was going to be the first to run back to Draco to get satisfaction. I knew he’d be aching as much as I am as we haven’t had sex in a solid two weeks. As we were both stubborn as hell, we both weren’t going to be the first to apologize. I walked up to the empty dormitory and did as I knew best, masturbate, but be sure Draco walks in on me.

It wasn’t a hard game. He could practically smell my arousal a mile away, much less sense when I’m pleasuring myself. I was slow, setting up nicely, I’d do one of Draco’s favorites. He loved to see me touching myself on his bed, don’t ask why, but I’m certainly not complaining. The scent of him surrounding me was euphoric.

I undresses slowly, settling down on his bed. I lowered myself down on the bed softly, teasingly, there was no fun in masturbation if you don’t take your time. Within minutes I was struggling to keep myself quiet as I sunk my fingers into myself.

“A-Ah! Draco! Fuck!” I moaned softly, circling my hips downward softly. My eyes were knitted closed as I felt the pleasure begin to build, my body beginning to become more desperate, more sensitive as I thought of my white-haired lover.

“And what do you think you’re doing, baby boy?” Draco snarled, leaning against the door frame, trying to keep a stern look on his lust painted face. “If you need something, you’re supposed to come to me, kitten.”

I glared at him, still standing my ground, “Oh? Last time I checked you don’t want to help me with anything. You’re too busy helping Pansy.”

His jaw clenched as he inhaled sharply though his nose. “Get dressed,” he spoke low through closed teeth, “the party starts in ten minutes. I’ll see you there.” He stormed out of the room, leaving me alone, naked, and much more upset that I was at the beginning of my endeavor.

I dressed quickly, not bothering to finish myself off. I’d do it later when I was drunk and lonely. I walked to the Room of Requirements and entered to what seemed like a muggle club. The lights were low and muggle music was playing, a few dark booths were on one side of the room, a large space for dancing on the other. There was a bar in the back and I rushed there quickly. I ordered a glass of firewhisky and began wandering the neon-lit room for a familiar face. Malfoy was in the corner near the dance floor, Pansy already leaning on him in a fake drunken state.

I growled softly, glaring at her pathetic attempts to seduce him. I grabbed some fifth year Hufflepuff I had spoken to a few times and dragged him onto the dance floor as a song began. The beat was dark and playful, a song meant for couples to grind to. I pulled the young boy against me, pressing the tip of his nose against my own. Poor kid didn’t know what hit him. He was flushed and turned on by my teasing and I’ll admit I was using him, making sure I caught Draco’s eye before I grabbed the kid’s tie and rolled my hips against him. I locked eyes with Draco and let out a fake moan. His eyebrows furrows and I could practically hear the growl that left his scowling lips.

Draco whispered something to Pansy, grazing her hip softly with her hand before heading my way. As he neared, he glared at me angrily, he grabbed my arm with a rough grip and dragged me with him back to our common room. He gripped my wrist tightly as he rushed up to the dormitories, shoving me down on his bed with a snarl.

He climbed over top me, placing a hand lightly on my throat, leaning down, coating his lips with his own saliva. “You want people to know? Want them to know you’re mine. Fine. Then I’ll let them know.”

He kept his hand firm on my throat as he sunk his teeth into the underside of my jaw, causing me to whine softly. His other hand was roughly pulling my pants down, not wasting any time to strip me completely.

I slid my hand down to cup his hip, raking my fingers along the material of his shirt, dragging it up his torso. His hands came down to push my hands away from his body, shaking his head with a smirk.

“Mmm,” I whined softly, “Draco, please!” His fingers slid down to my wet pussy, trailing softly along the slick surface, just leaving the ghost of pleasure, letting out a breathy laugh at my whines and desperate moves.

He brought his wet fingertip up to drag my bottom lip down, softly.

“You want it? Want me to fuck you so hard the whole school knows you’re mine?” I nodded frantically, reaching up to try and meet his lips with my own. His hand met my throat again, applying a light pressure to the sides. He slid his pants low on his hips and slammed himself into my tight hole, letting out a groan as he endured the warm, tight feeling of me around him.

Draco wasted no time slamming into me at a fast, hard pace. With each thrust I sound myself being pushed deeper into the mattress, I wrapped my small hand around the forearm that gripped my throat. Large moans bubbled out of both of us as our pleasure pushed us closer to the edge of the cliff of climax we both wanted to dive off of.

All of sudden I heard the sound of Pansy’s fake drunken voice, “H-heyy, Drac– BLOODY HELL!” I expected Draco to stop his thrusts, instead he looked over his shoulder, laughing softly before pushing my legs farther apart, burying himself to the hilt into me. I tried to push him away, show a shred of respect to Pansy, but it was a failed attempt, Draco just pinched my clit hard.

“Get the hell out, Pansy!” He roared softly. The door slammed shut just as I felt myself begin to gush onto my lover’s cock.

“O-oh! That’s it, Draco! Fuck!” He thrusted harder until he reached his own climax, collapsing next to me and pressing my body flush against his own.

“You wanted everyone to know? Well, Pansy happens to be a loud mouth and I may have told her to meet me up here, love. Pathetic girl never saw it coming.” He whispered softly, nuzzling into my neck.

I let out a small giggle, “I love you.”

“As I love you, baby boy.”

Jimin - Ride It (M)

Originally posted by wonhoslilmonster

((^^ Gif not mine btw))

Word Count - 1,196
Warnings - Nothing but sin. Thigh riding. Daddy kink. Swearing. Spanking. Please forgive me.
Synopsis - Jimin comes home early from practice one day, sweaty, hair a mess… Your thoughts get a little race-y, and despite your efforts to hide it, he catches on to what you want pretty quick.


It was times like this you wanted to shrivel up and die.

Jimin was your boyfriend of a solid year and a half now-despite the struggles of dating someone with his hectic schedule and busy lifestyle, honestly, you wouldn’t trade it for anything.

But sometimes, sometimes you… Would trade it for anything. This was one of those times.

“Jagiyaaa~! I’m home a little early!” Jimin came happily walking into your shared apartment, looking simply overjoyed to be there, and to see you.

But he also looked… Sweaty. And messy.

His hair was messed up, as if he’d just gotten out of bed, sweat made his bangs cling to forehead, his skin was still practically glowing with energy from what you assumed was a long day of dance practice.

And god damnit, he was wearing shorts, on top of everything.

You’d never admit it, never in your life, but… Hot damn, your boyfriend had some banging thighs.

You’d be lying if you said you didn’t imagine riding them all the time, hands on his shoulders to brace yourself, shuddering as he whispered sinful nothings into your ear-

“Earth to Y/N??” Jimin waved his hand in front of your dazed face, giggling at your spacey-ness. “I asked you how your day’s been, silly girl.”

“I-it’s been great, Minnie.” You nodded, forcing a convincing smile and trying your hardest not to let your eyes linger on his thighs as he sat beside you on the couch.

“Is everything okay, jagi? You seem flustered,” He pouted a little at you, reaching over and brushing a few stray strands of hair out of your face. Given the close proximity, you could feel the heat radiating from him as he withdrew his hand from your face and, unforunately, laid it on your thigh, patting it gently.

“Y-yeah, I’m okay!” You nodded affirmatively, though you… Couldn’t. Quite come up with a reason as to why you looked flustered in the first place.

“If you say so,” He raised an inquisitive eyebrow at you, leaving his hand where it was on your thigh, his fingers beginning to absently trace little patterns over the clothed skin.

Damnit, he’s on to you.

“I-I missed you today, Minnie-how was dance practice?” You shifted the subject away from the state of your well-being, knowing if you let him dwell on it he’d catch in to what was going on inside your head.

“Oh, it was great! We had a lot of fun today-Yoongi-hyung treated everybody to chicken and pizza for lunch, and our manager said since we’ve been working so hard lately, we can have tomorrow off! Isn’t that wonderful, jagiya?” Jimin, as you’d expect, was elated at the thought of a day off.

But there was a glint in his eyes you didn’t like.

“We can spend the whole day together tomorrow, how great will that be? Think of all the things we could do,”

Yikes. You understood now.

You’d been not-so-inconspicuously squeezing your thighs together, you realized, and… Yeah, you did sort of keep looking down at his thighs while was talking…

He caught on quicker than you anticipated.

“Spacing out again, baby girl?” He chuckled, shaking his head at you and turning your face towards his with his index finger, looking at you with mock sympathy.

“Poor little kitten… Did you think I wouldn’t notice you admiring my thighs like that? Be a little less obvious next time.” He was wearing a smirk the Cheshire Cat would envy, looking at you as if you were the prey to his predator.

And, let’s be real… You were.

“Stand up and take everything off.” He let go of your face, nodding at you and sitting back against the couch with an expectant look on his face.

You quickly moved to do as he said-honestly, if there was a record for fastest strip time, you’d have just broken it.

“Aww, so eager today, aren’t we?” He abruptly pulled you down onto his lap once you were naked, situating you so you straddled his thigh.

He looked… So smug, and pleased. He must have been thinking about this, too.

“You know, I was planning on asking you if you wanted to try this tomorrow… But thanks to your slutty attitude, I guess it can’t wait, can it?” He cocked his head at you, smirking at how… Small you seemed. How submissive you seemed. It delighted him.

“Daddy asked you a question, kitten. Answer me.” His hand slithered up your leg before slapping your ass, of course leaving a mark. He was good at that, spanking you.

“N-no Daddy, it can’t wait,” You squeaked out an answer, desperate to get this over with so you could… Ride his damn thigh already lord have mercy.

He chuckled at you, taking your hands and placing them on his shoulders.

“What are you waiting for, slut? Get going.”

You didn’t need to be told twice.

You immediately started rocking yourself on his thigh, not even slightly embarrassed as you saw his skin begin to glisten from the sheer wetness of your cunt. He seemed to enjoy it too, once he saw it.

“That’s it, good girl. Ride Daddy’s thigh. Damnit, look how wet you are-how long have you wanted to do this? You should have said something sooner.” He reached behind you, grabbing a fistful of your hair and yanking it back, causing a surprised groan to rumble up from your throat. He latched his mouth onto the expanse of your neck, immediately biting down and starting to pepper red-purple marks across your skin, while your hips worked frantically against his thigh of their own will and volition.

“Fuck,” Jimin pulled away from your neck, groaning as he saw the marks he’d left. “I hope you don’t think this is all we’ll be doing tonight, you little slut. I’m goona pound you so hard into the bed we’ll have to buy a new one,” With his free hand, he delivered several hard spanks to your already red ass.

The spanks just made you that much closer, in all honesty.

You were reduced to nothing short of a moaning, borderline screaming mess as you desperately rocked yourself on his thigh. “D-Daddy, Daddy, please-please make me cum, please,”

He just chuckled at you, and shook his head. “Work for it, you little whore.”

But what he did after he said that contradicted his words.

He wedged his hand between your pussy and his thigh, rubbing furiously at your clit and even pinching it.

“Daddy, I can’t-I can’t hold it if you do th-that-” “-Cum for me, then, slut. Do it. Cum all over Daddy’s thigh.”

Once again… You didn’t need to be told twice.

Your whole body shook, and you screamed, your back arching as your cunt fluttered and coated Jimin’s thigh in your cum.

You slumped against his chest, panting, while he let go of your hair and started tracing patterns all over your now slightly sweaty back.

“Go ahead and take a breather, princess. Wouldn’t want you passing out on me or anything when we really get started.”

Yikes, you were in for a long night. Not to mention the next day.

Long distance

Title: Long distance 

requestCould I request a tom holland x reader fic where he’s visiting his family in London but misses you so he facetimes you and Harry and Paddy kind of take over and want to talk to you and you love it but tom is just like you done? Does that make sense? Pretty much family fluff! Thanks!

Word count: 1,189

A/N: this was actually pretty fun to make and i hope you guys enjoy it as much as i enjoyed writing it!

Tagged (permanent): @tomllholland , @manyfandomstohandle , @superheros-and-books , @jor-da-na , @ferls212

You felt your phone buzz in your pocket while sat on the couch channel surfing. You quickly fish it out and smile from ear to ear at the caller ID shown, “Tommy” you press the answer button and fix your hair before the video connects.

“I’ll be right back mum!” you hear Tom shout before his face come into the cameras view.

“Hey beautiful, how are you?” He smiles making you melt further into the couch, his smile could brighten any room and make your bad days better in an instant.

“I would be better if I were with you.” You pout sticking your tongue out at your boyfriend. Tom’s smile deepens before he spoke again, making your heart melt all over again. 

“I know love and I really want to bring you next time okay? My mum really wants to meet you and my brothers, well you know they miss you.” He let a small laugh escape from his lips. “Tell them I miss them as well, you need to fly them down again so we can go back to Disneyworld or something Tom!” you feel yourself start to blush at the thought of his family actually excepting you for who you are.

“TOM!” you heard a scream from toms side of the screen, your smile fades and eyebrows crease in confusion hearing someone call your boyfriend, “Out here!” Tom calls back groaning

“All I wanted was five minuets to talk to my amazing girlfriend who I wont get to see for another week!” Tom sighs as the door behind him opens to reveal his two out of three younger brothers. You smile at the sight of them, you were always fond of Toms littler brothers, Harry, Sam and Paddy.

“Is that Y/N?” you see Harry come up behind Tom with a big smile plastered on his face. You wave sticking your hand further from your face so the camera can catch the movement.

“Hey!” you hear the higher voice of Paddy pout slightly “I wanna say hi too!” Tom flips the camera landscape view so all three of your favorite boys could be in your view. “Hi Paddy.” You smile waving again “Hi Y/N!” his face beams with his cute little crooked smile.

“We were so disappointed to hear that you weren’t coming down with Tom, we miss you!” Harry speaks as he grabs the phone from Toms hand so he can have all your focus on him earning a loud groan from Tom. You just laugh and continue speaking to Harry, “I know I’m so sad I wasn’t able to come down, but Tom did just promise me that he would fly you guys down again soon.” 

You see Tom in the background admiring how much you loved his little brothers and how you always enjoyed talking to them, even when they were being menaces. “Where’s Paddy?” you ask creasing your eyebrows together, “oh he’s right here.” Harry pointed the camera in the direction for less than a second causing your to laugh slightly and a small smile to form on your face. 

“Well I wanna talk to Paddy as well Harry, I haven’t seen him just as long as I haven’t seen you.” Harry sighs and rolls his eyes handing the phone to his younger brother, “But I wanna talk to you as well, okay!” Harry demands from off the side of his brother. 

“Hi Y/N, how are you?” Paddy beams at you making your heart jump from his cuteness. “Hi Paddy, I’m a bit sad that I cant be there right now to get a famous Paddy hug.” You pout sticking out your lower lip slightly. “Well when your were talking to Harry you said Tom is going to fly us out again! So I’ll give you tons of my famous hugs!” you cant help the smile that overtakes your face, Paddy is such a sweet innocent child and all you want to do is protect him for everything. 

“Sounds perfect.” You give Paddy a thumbs up earning the cutest smile from him. “Paddy I wanna talk to Y/N now please.” You hear Tom pout from behind his two brothers. “Tom you get to talk to Y/N all the time, can we pleeeeaase just talk for a few more minuets?” Harry turns his head to plead with his older brother. 

“Fine, I guess I’ll just go inside and help mum out.” Tom finally sighs and gives up opening the door behind him, vanishing from your sight. “Alright time for the tour.” Paddy snickers and you raise your eyebrows “What?” you laugh slightly.

“We want to show you Tom’s room.” Harry states getting up from his spot on the floor with Paddy and they make their way out of the room they were in and up a set of stairs. You see Harry’s face light up when they make it to the door of your boyfriends room.

“Aaaaand here we are.” He spoke as he opened the door and then flip the camera so it was facing Tom’s room now and not Harry’s face. Your jaw dropped slightly taken back by all the posters and action figures on his walls and shelves. Tom’s room looks nothing like this here. Of course it’s because hes a grown man now and not a teenage boy but you can’t help the blush that spreads over your face getting to see your boyfriends young teenage side. 

“What are you guys-“ you hear Toms voice grow closer and stop when you assume he reached the entrance of his room. 

“You guys are dead!” He shouts playfully earning a small shriek from Paddy and causes Harry to crop your boyfriends phone, only getting to hear the playfulness of Tom’s voice as he tries to get his brothers out of his room.

After a few seconds everything gets quiet and you hear a door shut. Did Tom forget I was on the phone you thought when you heard some light shuffling around. “Tommy?” You speak out trying to get his attention knowing it was him in the room.

“Hey sweetie.” Tom’s face comes into your view and your smile was back to being plastered on your face, “Your brothers are adorable.” Tom laughs at your statement “Yeah, a bit of a handful but I guess adorable.” Tom flops onto his bed.

“So just like you.” You say pointing your finger at the camera directed towards your more than amazing boyfriend. “Wha- Y/N, I am nothing like them!” He protests trying his best to act hurt at what you had said.

“Oh whatever.” You yawn slightly “Tommy, babe I think I’m gonna head to bed.” Tom smiles at how cute he thinks you look when you yawn, he says you look like a cute baby kitten but all you think is that you look like a walrus. “Okay, good night my beautiful Y/N.” He whispers and you both lean forward and kiss the camera before ending the call. 

“I cant wait for you to come home.” You whisper before making your way to yours and Toms bedroom to fall into a blissful sleep.

Reasons why Soldier is a lot nicer than you think:

A lot of people headcanon Soldier as being 100% angry all the time and discriminating and mean to people but I would like you to re-evaluate your evidence because Soldier is actually a giant sweetheart and he just takes his job seriously. 

Yeah he might be ignorant because of the time period but he’s actually quite a nice person. LOOK AT HIM WHEN HE’S WATCHING SCOUT TRY AND WOO MISS PAULING:

WOULD ANGRY MEAN FANDOM SOLDIER DO THAT? Nah man he’s sitting there smiling like “omg look its romance its so cute Scout you should call her round thats a total compliment” (also bonus spy right there cuz lol he’s horrified)

Also notice the way he treats Miss Pauling in the beginning of Expiration Date. He has the most DORKY looking smile on his face as he tells her he’s leaving the van.  



Look at the innocent baby. Yeah he beats up on Scout but I think he just beats up on guys cuz yknow, aggressive man stuff. He’s just wrestling with his bros. Soldier is a lot less angry and brooding than you think. 

Love him and treat him like a kitten. 

anonymous asked:

How do you think Seb fucks? I honestly feel that he's like a rough dominant type

This is a hard one, but personally, I feel like Sebastian is both. 

I feel like he’s into some really off the charts kinky shit that he won’t tell anyone about, but from what I do think is that he has a power kink. 

I feel like he’d be very controlling in bed and he thrives off of making you know that he’s the only one that can make you feel that way. I think all of the positions that you guys would do, they’d be the extreme versions of what they usually are. His favorite would be missionary, but not the basic kind. I’m taking your legs by your head kind of missionary so he can see how he fucks you, and how you look while he does. 

He’d always say 

“Who’s my bitch?” 

“I-I am, daddy!”

Sebastian gets off knowing that he’s getting you off. He really enjoys making people squirm. 

Like every time he gives a fan one of these:

He knows exactly what he’s doing and he loves it. 

BUT I feel as dominant as he may be, he’s also a giant sub as well. 

I mean, he’s a giant sweetheart and he loves making people’s day. So that brings me to believe that he’d love pleasing you, even if that means he doesn’t get to get off as well. And sometimes, he just doesn’t wanna be in control anymore and wants someone else to make the rules. I imagine really, really he likes being tied up, blindfolded and having you ride his face until he’s begging you for more. 

Or he’d love being pet while he eats you out. And he loves being praised, like to the point where he craves it. Just imagine his head buried between your legs, and your stroking his hair lovingly while giving him praises. 

“You’re such a good boy, Seba.” 

And he looks up at you, his eyes dilated and his mouth wet as fuck and he just smiles so damn big like a kid in a candy store. 

“Am i?” 


He’s like a literal kitten. He’s Baby Boy material and he knows it. ;)

He’s like the poster boy for a dom/sub switch haha!

Kitty Cat

where y/n surprises Harry with one of her favourite kinks.

warnings: smut and kink

this is literally my favourite kink after the daddy kink and it drives me insane all the time. So I decided to write a one shot about my kink :) enjoy! xo ML

Harry has been so stressed lately, he had to do a bunch of promo for his debut album and it exhausted him a lot. His performances were always amazing. He was finally getting the recognition he deserves and all the fans were all excited for him. His solo career was going so well. I was so proud of him.

So since, I was so proud of him I wanted to surprise him. I wanted to show him how proud and happy I was. I adored him so much.

I loved our sex life so much, but I wanted to spice it up a bit. He knew how much I loved roleplaying and knew about my favourite kink but we were never able to make my fantasy come true. You see, I loved dressing up. I loved the idea of dressing up as a kitten.

Harry was on our bed reading a book while I was in our closet on my knees looking for the new costume I bought this week. I grabbed the bag that was hidden between my shoeboxes and coats and smiled to myself. I ordered so many different things last week and I was so happy that I could finally wear them. I couldn’t wait for him to see this.

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Baby’s Bratty When She’s Horny {Kim Seokjin} ~ceasefire~

Prompt:  Daddy Jin where you tease him and he like calls you kitten and princess while touching you.

Pairing: Seokjin x Reader

Word Count: 1.8k

Warning: Spanking, Dom!Seokjin, ~could be ambw~

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anonymous asked:

MC living with saeran & saeyoung and adopting a kitten? Thank u for all the wonderful hcs all the time, they make my day ; v ;

  • The situation was perfect for MC… Saeyoung was distracted doing something on his computers, and Saeran was asleep on the sofa as a film was on TV…
  • She had thought that, because the twins had been doing so well recently, and their home had been tidy and safe for a good while… to do something as a reward.
  • Plus, Saeyoung was even being allowed to see Elizabeth the 3rd, because he seemed to have become a lot gentler thanks to MC recently…
  • So she knew what she had to do.
  • In her arms were two little kittens. A little black kitten, which she had named Cola, and a little brown one with beige-y markings which she had called Cocoa.
  • She had adopted them from a local animal shelter, because she had noticed an ad put out online saying that they were going to be put down if they weren’t adopted soon, because of both of them being abandoned and basically the runt of the litter.
  • They were just… far too adorable.
  • Eventually, MC settled herself in a spare room, which is what she had set up that morning for the two kittens to play in.
  • Cola was the curious one, going straight over to a little ball of yarn which was there. Cocoa remained on MC’s lap after she sat down. In a way, they actually reminded her of the twins themselves… Saeyoung was like Cola, and Saeran like Cocoa.
  • Once she felt she was ready to introduce the kittens to the twins, she then pulled out her phone and sent a text to the twins.
  • Saeyoung! Saeran! I need you in the spare room, ASAP!’
  • There was a sudden thud of feet in the hallway outside, and MC giggled because she knew that was Saeyoung.
  • Just outside the room, MC heard a yell for Saeran to hurry up, before the door opened with both twins stood there.
  • A smile formed on her face then, before she stroked Cocoa behind her ears.
  • “Hi! Now, I know it’s a bit late for a birthday gift… But I felt that it would be worth it! Meet the two new members of the Choi family! Cola, the kitty over there, and Cocoa, this little ball of fluff!”
  • Saeyoung’s eyes widened, before he skidded across the carpet and stared at Cocoa with wide eyes.
  • “Oh my God, MC… Our children! You never told me you were pregnant! Momma cat MC, papa cat Saeyoung, uncle cat Saeran, and the little kitties!”
  • Saeran rolled his eyes as Cola made his way over to him, and started nuzzling at his feet, which made his cold look waver, before he crouched down and began stroking the cat, and holding the kitten up to his face as he licked his nose.
  • Saeyoung, meanwhile, was cradling Cocoa like a baby in his arms.
  • “Ha… The best late birthday present ever, MC… Thank you. I’m sure that Saeran appreciates this too…”

CHARACTER : Biker Bucky

AUTHOR : loricameback / loriwrites

GENRE : Oral, female and thigh riding (obviously😉)





The moans coming out of my mouth were inhuman as I rode his thigh. His name was Bucky and I met him in a bar not 3 hours ago. I was only on my first beer but felt drunk, his dangerous looks were intoxicating.

I tried…damn how I tried to brush off his dark stare. But I couldn’t. Turning my bar stool didn’t help because I could *feel* his eyes on me. It scared and excited me at the same time. My hand shook as I raised the beer bottle to my mouth.

And then I heard him approaching. Somehow I just knew. His steps were slow and deliberate. They stopped behind me. “Two more.”

Fuuuuuuck. His voice was that of a killer! I knew I should just go, but damnit, I had to stay. The bartender returned and placed another beer on the bar, nodding behind me. “From the gentleman.”

Pffft, Lord I hope he isn’t. I turned slowly, again scared and excited, and looked into dead eyes but belonging to the sexiest man I had ever seen. I could barely talk…or breathe for that matter. “Th-thank you.”

And before I finished two sips, he asked if I wanted to go for a ride. When he saw that I was looking at his left hand with wide, curious eyes, he purred, “Do you want to go for a ride doll?”

I held on as close to him as I could, leaning into the curves as he did, grinding my clit into the seat thinking of what this man was going…what I was going to *let* him do to me. Those fingers. The moan I let out was swallowed by the wind. What would they feel like inside me?

Bucky turned onto a gravel road which was *not* helping my situation. I was wet already, but Jesus, the more bumps we hit, the closer I thought I would come in my jeans. Thank God we pulled up to what looked like an abandoned house. A shiver of fear went through me. OK, I’m going to die here and nobody will find my body.

He stopped the engine and jumped off. Noticing my hesitation, he chuckled and held out his hand. “The clubhouse doll. It looks rundown so no one bothers to go near it. C'mon. It’s perfectly safe.”

His nose was buried in my neck, tongue licking slowly. “That’s a good girl. Fuck my thigh baby. Take what you want. Mmmmm.”

“Jesus!” My arms tightened around his neck, my head fell and my cunt clenched on his thigh. “It feels so good.”

His flesh fingers pulled my hair and the fingers from his metal hand slid under the elastic of my red lace panties causing me to squeal in approval. His words came out as a moan in my ear, “Is your pussy aching? Hmmm? Ride me baby.” His breath was hot in my ear. “Look at me doll.”

My eyes were hooded as I did so…and my breath caught in my throat. His expression was cold as ice, but so intense on my pleasure. “You are so wet right now. How bad do you wanna come?”

I bucked harder and faster, whimpering. “So fuckin bad!”

He chuckled and licked my neck again, sucked on my earlobe and breathed, “Such a perfect girl. Mmmm…fucking my thigh so good. You hurtin for it, hmm?“ I buried my face in his neck, whimpering like a lost puppy. “Go ahead baby girl.”

The orgasm hit me hard. The heat in my belly burned like never before. My head fell back and my mouth was open in a silent scream. I shuddered hard against him as he praised me.

“So beautiful when you come. Mmmmm.” He grabbed me by the back of my head and sucked on my neck as my orgasm continued. “You’re mine doll.”

“NNNNNFFFF…” Another orgasm started directly after the first. My nails dug into his shoulders as I stuttered expletives.

I had barely come down from the high when he flipped me on my back on his bed, and slid down to my drenched panties, smelling and sucking on the material. I threw my head back on his pillow, extremely aroused. His eyes shone. “Mmmmmm.” The biker ripped my panties and threw them on his nightstand. “Those are mine now kitten.”

I giggled and covered my face, burning hot. Who *is* this man?? Bucky’s tongue lapped my pussy and sucked my clit. “Did I make you this wet doll?”

“Fuck yeah you did. You have a *lot* of cleaning up to do.” I raised an eyebrow at him.

“As you wish.” He licked up each thigh, catching the cum dripping from my pussy. When his tongue touched my clit again I jumped with a start and moaned. “You are delicious sweetheart.” I could feel Bucky’s metal hand move down my body and the anticipation of what was going to happen was so intoxicating that I was shivering.

“God, you feel so gooooooood,” I moaned out.

Cold fingers touched my hot pussy. “Do you want to feel something better doll?” They circled my clit and slowly ran over it…back and forth…up and down. I whimpered and nodded with desperation. He brought the fingers to my mouth and I sucked on them. It was so erotic! The taste of my pussy on metal!

“*Jesus fuckin Christ* fuck me with these fingers!”

His eyes were dark and hooded and his vouce was on the edge of evil. “Whatever my kitten wants.” Slowly he ran one finger from the top of my clit to the bottom then teased my entrance. I bucked my hips, whimpering. His finger slid easily with the juices still running out of me.

“Oh shit! Another…*please!!!*

He raised his head, looking at me in dominance. “Begging. Better. Let’s hear some more doll.”

My body fell limp, hating the teasing, but damnit his voice turned me on so much! “*Pleeeease baby, I need those fingers! Can I have your fingers? I’ll be good.”

He sighed with a satisfied smile and leaned to my face, breathing in my ear, “You can have anything you want doll.” His tongue slowly licked the rim of my ear then sucked my earlobe. Two fingers thrust into me without warning as he looked at me with narrowed eyes, his body moving as harshly as his fingers. “Is this what you wanted? Metal fingers in your silky smooth cunt?” Bucky was sneering and I was almost ashamed to admit that I was loving it.

“GOD YES!!” I met his thrusts and felt a third go in. My head fell and a strangled moan came out of my mouth.

I could feel his smirk against my neck. “You’re a bad girl aren’t you?” His teeth bit into my flesh and sucked and licked to relieve any pain that he *thought* he inflicted. Hell honey, mark me all over!

His fingers pumped faster, scissoring in my cunt. “I want you to come on my fingers doll.” They *moved!* *They were rotating by themselves!!* My eyes widened and I gasped between moans. “J-JES-US!!” It felt like a fire in my belly when I came.

“Clench that cunt kitten.” His fingers still moved and I couldn’t stop bucking. Was I going to pass out? Rotating, coming, screaming…“BUCKY!!!!!” I was out of breath. But he wasn’t done…

He removed his sticky fingers and covered my tender clit with his mouth, sucking on the juices…a fucking flood…running out of my cunt, on my clit and down my thighs. Another orgasm started. I grabbed onto the sheets with one hand and held his head in my pussy in the other. My hips were practically glued to his mouth as he moaned in appreciation against my clit. “BUCKYYYYYY!!!!”

Afterwards I tried my best to return the favor. I could barely stay awake mind you, but damn I needed this man like air. He brushed my sweaty hair away from my face and smiled softly…the first one and it was beautiful on him.

“Sleep kitten. We’ll eat when you wake, then you can play.”

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anonymous asked:

You can’t banish me! This is my bed too!” With Harry please

thank you for requesting!!

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@kleinergummiflummi here you go. I hope this is okay!

Note: written on mobile. Every experience is different.

Handsome Jack was a genius. It was a fundamental fact of the universe. Like water was wet. Planets revolved around their home star. And Pandora was a shit planet that should be purged.

As soon as Jack got back to Helios and out of Rhys’s head. It wasn’t that he hated the kid, hell, he’d allowed Jack to take control when that stupid bandit women would have killed them all with her grenade.

So far they were trying to find the missing piece for Gortys who seemed to have found a companion with Loader Bot.

Jack made a mental note to increase the loyalty for Hyperion employees in the loaders coding when he got back. Just to be safe. Speaking of loyalty, Jack was going to strangle whoever was up on the station blocking them from returning home safe and sound. It wasn’t that he missed Helios, hell, this was the most fun he’d had in years, but Rhys was getting squirrely, especially when he and Rhys were alone.

Not that he could blame him. After all, Rhys was one of his more diehard fanboys, but at least he wasnt like one of the creepy ones who wore copies of his mask.

No, Rhys had a good head on his shoulders and somehow, by a miracle, had managed to survive this far on Pandora without dying. That was an accomplishment Jack didn’t joke about. Pandora was hell and only having a stun baton for security was dumb to say the least.

Still, there was something about Rhys that Jack liked, and the way Rhys snuck away from the group after a knowing glance from the accountant, Rhys would slip away behind a hill, tree, or some bedrock. Jack assumed he was just taking a shit and left him to it, but Rhys was walking towards an outcropping, rubbing his chest with an exhausted look creeping across his features.

Jack flicked out of sight, reappearing several feet away and watching Rhys from behind an pile of boulders.

Rhys stopped, glancing around the small sheltered area before he turned his back to Jack, facing the wall of rocks and started unbuttoning his shirt. Deftly he tugged it and the best off and neatly folded them.

Jack tilted his head, scowling at the beige tanktop. Fashion hadn’t gone backwards, had it? Wait, Rhys was peeling it off his tall frame, struggling momentarily as he hiked the material around his shoulders before bending at the waist and finally pulled it off. From as far away as Jack was, he could hear the relieved sigh. But Jack was transfixed, impressed by the tattoos on Rhys’s shoulder and neck.

Rhys rubbed his shoulders before he slowly turned around, shutting his eyes, resting his bare back against the boulders, reaching up to rub barely there breasts–

Jack slowly blinked. He rubbed his digital eyes, once, twice, then a third time just to make sure he was seeing what he thought he was seeing and comparing it to the previous data he’d gathered from watching Rhys and found himself horrifically curious and feeling like an idiot.

No wonder Rhysie has been getting squirrelly as of late. And it also explained why he never needed to shave. Shit. How could Jack had been so stupid and not realized Rhys’s secret earlier?

But as he shook his head, he watched as Rhys shut his (her?) eyes, gently rubbing his small, barely a mouthful Jack thought, breasts. Jack licked his blue lips and dissapered, reappering next to Rhys, his arms crossed over his chest, a hip propped against the rocks. He ran his eyes over the tattoos and the cybernetic arm before he spoke.

“Binding too tight, cupcake?”

Rhyss eyes snapped open and he wrapped his arms around his chest, his face boiling red. “Jack what the hell are you doing here?”

“Keeping an eye out for skags while you rub those little things.” Jack shrugged, pretending to ignore the way Rhys face burned brighter.

“I-I don’t, look, you can’t,” Rhys tried to speak, his voice starting to crack around the edges and while Jack would love to hear what Rhys’s voice sounded like when he was completely and utterly wrecked in pleasure, Jack waved his hand.

“Rhysie, baby, I don’t care what you’ve got packing in those tighty whiteys of yours. What I do care is that even with all the shit that’s going on, you’re still holding yourself up and keeping this secret close to heart. That takes real guts kitten, and I like men with guts.” Jack mused, loving the way Rhys face had shifted from panic, to worry to confusion and finally a shy, averted gaze.

“You… Like men?” Rhys said uncertain.

Jack smirked. “When we get back to Helios, and I get my body back, I’ll show you just how much I like you. How’s that sound, cupcake?”

The blush that ridden high on Rhys cheeks spread down his neck and he remained staring at the ground, nodding slowly.

“Good,” Jack grinned, preparing to slip away when he snapped his fingers. “Oh, and Rhysie?”


“I don’t think you should wear those for as long as you’ve been. Try and get more then twenty minutes without them on. That’s an order kiddo.” Jack said and disappeared, pretending not to notice Rhys warm smile.

Thighs [Sin Sunday] - T.O.P

Summary: All the dirty thoughts that sparked from him sitting down.

Genre: SMUT

Warnings: Thigh riding, degradation, swearing, well like it’s smut too so yeah


A/N: My first smut!!!! What do you guys think? Is it good? I low key think I have a thing riding kink. I have another one on the way and I swear if it doesn’t take me to hell I don’t know what will. Please let me know what you think, I love feedback. Inbox is always open!

~ Admin Brooklyn


Seunghyun let out a soft groan as he sat in the white chair. You eyed him as he lowered himself into the arm chair. His outfit completely contrasted from the nice white fabric of the chairs exterior. An all black long-sleeve that showcased his arms perfectly, matched with an all black pant that you guessed was leather with the way the light caught against the muscle on his thighs, and the accessory of a black bandana tied onto his pants.

You eyed his thighs shamelessly. The thick width of his thighs sparking your unholy thoughts. By your mistake your gaze inched upwards, catching sight of the imprint of his cock. Seunghyun watched you intently, catching you staring at his lower half.

“Jagiya, do you want something?” Your face heated up from hearing his deep voice, looking away quickly. You looked up at his face, your cheeks bright red. His head was leaning against the back of the chair, his dark hair contrasting with the fabric of the chair as well and going with his tan skin exquisitely. His eyes stared into you. He knew what you wanted, and it was killing you.

He raised his hand. His relaxed fingers calmly calling you over. You stood up, watching as his arm goes back onto the armrest of the chair. You walked towards him silently, trying to display a calm demeanor while your insides eagerly wanted him to touch you. He eyed you up and down before leaning off of the chair. He stared you down, looking up slightly before letting his gaze trail down slowly. His gaze made you feel small, and all you wanted was to be held in his arms.

You watched as his hands came up to your waist, each hand securely staying on either side of you. He pulled you closer to him, slowly guiding you onto his lap. You straddled his waist, feeling the growing bulge in between your legs. You gaze up at him, your eyes wide and slightly pleading.

“Baby girl, what do you want?” Seunghyun asked, his voice deep and seductive. You rocked your hips against him slightly. You felt his dick grow harder under you. His face contorted slightly, closing his eyes as his head tilted to the side and scrunched up his nose very very slightly. He took a breath and you watched as his chest expanded and contract before he opens his eyes.

“Baby girl, I know what you want,” he said. You looked up at him, eyes pleading with him. “But you have to use your manners. It’s rude not to answer someone’s questions right kitten?”

“Yes it is rude,” you agree. The corner of Seunghyun’s lip tugs upward, a small smirk on his face. You watch as it slowly falls from his face. “I want you to touch me.”

“I am touching you baby girl,” he replied. You frowned at him. He knew what you meant, but he loved teasing you like this. You groaned as you felt the hands on your waist slowly rub your sides softly.

“You know that’s not what I mean,” you complain. He raises his eyebrows, although he isn’t really surprised.

“Now what made my baby girl so needy?” He asked, taunting you. “I’m sure that me sitting down couldn’t make you that needy that you’ll throw your manners out of the window.”

You feel your cheeks heat up at the thought of telling him. Your shameless staring starting to bite you back in the ass now, knowing that you’ll have to confess your thoughts to him. You look down, trying to avoid his strong gaze. You felt his hand on your chin, and he lifts your head up to meet his gaze once again. “Jagiya, what dirty thoughts turned you on?”

“Your thighs,” you confessed. Your cheeks were bright red as you spoke. He looked at you amused, a small smirk played on his lips as he watched you blush under him. “I’ve been thinking about your thighs.”

“I didn’t hear you clearly.”

You squirmed under his grip, wanting to escape the teasing he was doing. Although throughout all the embarrassment of his words, they had urged your need for his touch to grow. You felt your panties dampen as he continued to move his hands. They would rub soothing circles on the side of your hips before gliding forward towards you ass, slowly cupping your backside while snaking downward before coming back up to your hips.

“Seunghyun, I wanna ride your thighs.” You stated clearly. An amused expression crossed his face. He dipped his face lower, his nose nearly touching yours. His eyes never left yours as he moved closer. He kissed your nose, and you closed your eyes.

“I know baby girl,” he said. His voice was hushed, but his husky voice was enough to turn you on. “Go ahead. You can ride my thighs.”

Your eyes shot open and you started at him wide eyed. He smirked at your eager reaction and helped you onto one of his thighs. You straddled his left thigh your clothed pussy against the meat of his thigh. You slowly began rocking your hips against his leg, slowly building friction against your already wet pussy.

“How does that feel baby girl?” He whispered in your ear. Your hands flew this his chest as you held onto him for support. You moaned quietly as your clit begun to get the stimulation it needed. You continued to rock your pussy against his thigh, his words encouraging you.

“You’re so dirty, not even taking off your clothes and you’re already moaning.” You nodded your head. You gasped as he flexed his muscle underneath you. Moaned as your hips ground into him faster. “My dirty little (Y/N), fucking my thighs in order to get off. Such a nasty whore.”

His degradation turned you on, even more, his words and voice shaking you to your core. You continued to grind against him, moaning loudly as you got closer and closer to your high. Seunghyun encouraged you, whispering in your ear dirty words of encouragement.

“Seunghyun, I’m gonna,” you panted breathlessly. Seunghyun’s hands went to your hips, pushing you and guiding you as you rode him.

“Cum,” he demanded. “Cum in your panties like the nasty little girl you are.”

You moaned loudly as you came. Your body shook as your high took you over, letting Seunghyun push your hips against him as you orgasmed.

“Fuck.” Your eyes went wide as you realized what you said. You looked up at Seunghyun shocked, only to be returned with a calm and cool expression. Maybe he didn’t hear it, you hoped he didn’t hear it. You continued to stare up at him, your high gone. You lifted your hips off of him, only for him to push you down on his thigh.

“What did you just say baby girl?” He asked calmly. His calm and collected demeanor was scary.

“I-um, I said duck,” you lie. Seunghyun raised his eyebrow, amused with your lie.

“No, no little girl, you swore,” Seunghyun said. “You know how I feel about you swearing.”

He hates it when a lady swears, and you know he’ll punish you for it. He stares at you intently. “First you ruin my pants and now you swear, you really have lost your manners.”

“I’m sorry, I’ll-”

“You’ll go to our room and take off your clothes, bra and panties only. Understand?” He asked. You nodded your head, eyes wide and pussy wet.

“Good girl. I’m gonna have to punish you. You’re gonna have to earn your right to cum again.”

Pregnant (AU Harry)

here’s an imagine I literally wrote like four years ago so it’s bad but I feel bad not updating today and I’m too tired to write one. If you’re new I promise my writing has improved.

“Shit Harry,” James laughed as he stepped back letting Harry cool down.

The sweat ran down Harry’s forehead and he was panting. He wasn’t tired he was angry. He was angry that she had been feeling sick all week. He was angry that she had been working herself so much to help him pay the bills. He was angry that he was causing some of her stress.

“Have you thought about doing this for a living?” James asked, tossing a water bottle towards Harry.

The gym was practically empty; Harry had been there for hours. He was lifting weights, punching the bags, doing anything to get his anger out. He knew she hated it when he came home angry. It made her upset that she wasn’t able to fix it.

“What?” Harry asked, twisting the cap off and drinking the cool refresher.

“I mean take all this energy and put it in the ring for real Harry. You’re good better than some of my other clients,” James tells him, “you’ll make more than you do in that bar.”

“How much more?” Harry asked, he would do anything at this point to make more money.

“Well to begin you will get about five hundred per fight, there are usually about two fights per week. But if you do well and expand and get more sponsors you will get more,” James says, “think about it.”

“No I’ll do it,” Harry says.

James grins, “great, why don’t you stop by tomorrow and I’ll set you up with a manager?”

Harry nods, grabbing his bag and walking out of the gym. When he gets home he’s greeted to the warm scent of cupcakes. He leans against the door where he can see her. She stands, her hair pulled back in a ponytail, her lips pressed in a line as she tries to frost one of them. He can see his plate on the table, he had made his favorite. Her famous chicken and squash spaghetti with spinach, instead of using pasta she replaced it with squash. The first time she made it he was convinced he would hate it, he didn’t think chicken should be that orange nor should she have replaced the pasta and he hated spinach, yet he loved it.

“Hi kitten,” he hummed, walking towards her and pressing a kiss to her cheek. He stood behind her, a hand on her hip as he rested his chin on shoulder.

“Hi,” she sings.

Her hand shaking as she keeps frosting, he could tell something was wrong. For starters she hated baking, it was such a mess and she didn’t like to clean. But the whole apartment was cleaned from top to bottom, something she did when she was anxious. It kept her distracted.

“I made your favorite,” she says softly.

She drops the frosting and sighs, “it’s stupid,” she whispered.

Harry turns her around, “hey now, nothing you do could ever be stupid,” he smiled, “what’s wrong kitten?”

“Nothing,” she lies, her eyes dropping and she rest her head on his chest, “you smell bad,” she says, “how was the gym?”

“Good,” he says, stroking her hair.

She squeals jumping up, “rat!”

The black rat runs across the kitchen floor and she shrieks again, Harry chuckled but without struggling he picks her up and sets her on the small counter. “No don’t kill it,” she pleads.

But before he can handle the rat it’s gone, she hated the apartment. She really did and he knew it. This wasn’t the first rat or bug she had screamed about. She hated having to go out and buy traps, she hated setting them up, she hated the fact that she lived in this dump. But she loved him and it made every other disaster okay.

“We will move,” he says, “one day I promise. I promise you’ll have a real kitchen, a real dining room, a real home.”

“Anywhere is home as long as you’re there,” she smiled at him.

Harry smiled back and walked to the small table a couple of feet away. “What’s wrong?” he asked.

“’m just tired,” she mumbled.

“Come here,” he pleads.

She doesn’t hesitate as she sits at the chair next to him. “Kitten, I know you like the back of my hand,” he says, “I know you better than I know myself. What’s wrong?”



“You’ll be mad,” she says softly, her eyes look down at her hands as she picks at her jeans.

“Are you hurt?” he asked.


“Then I won’t be mad,” Harry promises, setting his hand on hers, “what’s wrong?”

A tear fell from her eye hitting his hand and Harry frowned. His free hand coming up to cup her face, “what’s wrong baby?”

She let out a sob, “that’s it,” she cried.


“Baby,” she hiccupped, “I-I’m pregnant.”

Harry froze. He hardly had any money to take her out on a nice date. He could hardly afford buying himself a brand new pair of shoes, “it’s okay,” he forces himself to say, “it’s okay, we will be okay.”

“How!” she sobs, “I have to pay of my loans starting in June a-and we can hardly afford this place as it is.”

Harry wraps her in his arms, holding her tight, “don’t worry about that baby. I will take care of it, James offered me a good job, and I can work more at the bar. We can do this y/n as long as we stay together.”

anonymous asked:

I'm a lil sad, could I have a smol usuk drabble please?

Of course you can, sweet anon! I never refuse a friend. I hope domestic omegaverse fluff works for you. I wrote it as fast as I could, so I’m sorry if it seems off! 


“Babe, I’m home.”

Arthur’s face was scrunched into maternal determination as he wrangled the baby into what he deemed a more secure position in his arms.

A defiant wail. Chubby hands threw themselves out from under the pale pink blanket, one that Arthur had most probably spent forever tucking him into, judging by his defeated sigh.

As Alfred always said, Jones boys were peculiarly strong.

Arthur smiled. “Peter, love, look who’s home? It’s daddy! Daddy’s home!”

Peter was in no position to crane his neck, and Arthur certainly wasn’t in a position to heave that heavy little body up to meet its father’s eyes so Alfred would have to settle for a welcoming twitch of that little teeny baby toe.  

Arthur cooed to the swaddled lump on his lap, “Yes, it’s daddy! Yes it is, yes it is!”

He then turned to his mate, clearing his throat back into a normal pitch, “How was work, sweetheart?”

It was comical, the voice Arthur would use with their baby. Alfred had been smacked on the arm rather viciously the last time he made fun of it, so he opted for a smirk in silence.

“Uneventful.” He let his bag slide off his shoulders, kicking his shoes off at the door before appearing at his husband’s side. His poor little husband, shoulders droopy, smile weary as he held Peter to his chest. “You look tired, Arthur want me to-?”

“It’s fine, I slept enough last night,” Arthur said, the dark circles under his eyes proving otherwise. Alfred had a set of his own. He’d once lovingly referred to them as the equivalent of matching tattoos.

Peter gurgled.

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