my breath is unsteady

Adored by Him

A/N: So this fic is inspired by the song “Adored by Him” by Dodie Clark. Yeah that’s really it… 

Warnings: Swearing but that’s normal.

Word Count: 2, 428

Your POV 

I honestly never expected any of this to happen. When I became friends with Dan, I did think he was handsome and funny. But I didn’t think I would fall for him as fast as I did. I always pushed away the feelings until they asked if I wanted to move in with them. Being around him 24/7 made it harder to conceal it so I just let it happen. No one knew about my feelings, except Phil, who figured out a year ago. I always expected the feelings to just go away but they didn’t.

But then she happened. Allison was Dan’s most recent girlfriend. They’ve been dating for many months now, and he was absolutely smitten (cheeky Dodie reference again) with her. He never spoke about how he felt about her, but I was able to tell. The way he looked at her with adoring eyes, and smile at the mere mention of her name. I don’t blame him though. She was beautiful, with her butterscotch hair and her smile that could shine brighter than the sun, I bet anybody would fall her easily. She was literally perfect, and I was just…well me. It was easy to figure out how she made Dan’s soul practically glow, and it hurt. A lot.  

I won’t hate you but oh it stings,

How does it feel to be adored by him? 

It was hard to hate Allison. She was super nice, and had the same sense of humor as Dan. Plus, she makes him happy. That’s what matters, right?

I was sitting on the couch, watching my favorite movie with Phil. It was raining outside so we decided to dedicate the day to watching a bunch of movies. Phil and I were cuddled up under a blanket, eating popcorn. It was relaxing to say the least. Dan was out at Allison’s house so, of course, Phil questioned me about my feelings.

“Are you ever going to tell him, Y/N?” Phil asked, nudging my arm with his elbow.

I pulled up the blanket to my chest, and sighed heavily. “Philly we’ve talked about this before. I’ll only ruin things so-" 

"You should tell him. It’s best to get it out there.” Phil gave me a sympathetic look. It’s like he knew Dan wouldn’t return the feelings but he didn’t want to keep any secrets. To be honest I’m surprised he didn’t tell Dan by now. 

“Phil, look-”

Phil and I jumped off the couch when we heard a loud bang, and stumbling coming from downstairs. We exchanged confused glances, and hurried to the front door to see Dan, stumbling around the entrance of our flat.

“Hi guys!” Dan said, his speech slurred.

“Dan what the hell happened!?” Phil questioned, running up to his best friend’s side and helping him take his shoes off. 

“Heh, Allison and I got in a fight. Stupid really-” He tripped over his shoes that he just took off and laughed. He looked up into my eyes and smiled. “Don’t worry I’m fine.” Dan pushed Phil’s hand off his shoulder, and walked up the stairs by himself.

“Y/N, do you want to make sure he’s okay?” Phil asked, walking up to my side as we slowly followed Dan up the stairs.


“Just talk to him." 

I let out another sigh, and took another glance at Dan, who stumbled into his bedroom. "Okay. I’m not telling drunk Dan anything though.” I pointed my finger at Phil, and let out a small laugh to lighten the mood. Phil shook his head, smacking my hand away and smiling.

“Just go.” He laughed. 

I walked to the kitchen, and poured a small glass of water for Dan. I ignored the aching pain in my chest, and the tears swelling up in my eyes. I put down the glass for a moment to take a deep breath, and recollect myself. After a few minutes, I made my way towards Dan’s room where I saw him softly crying. My heart broke at the sight. It pained me so much to see another girl make Dan hurt. I hated it. I walked towards Dan’s bed and gave him the glass of water. 

“Here you go, sweetie.” I sat at the end of his bed, waiting for his response. 

“Thank you.” Dan sniffed, taking a sip of the water. 

“You want to talk about what happened?” I moved closer to him. His legs were hanging over the edge of his bed and he was staring at the cup of water in his lap.

“She doesn’t trust me.”  

“What do you mean?” I was right by his side after I finished the question. I tried to make eye contact with him but he was so closed off, I decided to keep a little distance.

“She thinks that I’m cheating on her with you.” He lifted his head slowly and stared into my eyes. My face turned red and I stared at the ground. I felt the butterflies in my stomach go crazy, and I had to take a deep breath again to calm myself down. I looked back into his beautiful, chocolate eyes and stared in silence for a while.  

Pretty girl there’s no need to fret

Because it’s midnight, he’s drunk, and you’re the one in his head.

You don’t even have to try at all. 

“I can’t say I’m in love with her but I feel something…strong towards her you know? I’m not even sure if she feels the same. It’s just- It hurts a lot that she doesn’t even trust me. ” Dan’s eyes got glossy, and he stared down at his cup again. All I did was nod my head. I understood where he was coming from. Someone you may be in love with and they might not even return the feeling. How ironic. 

“I understand, Dan. But you should get some rest, then talk to her in the morning.” I flashed a fake smile at Dan and stood up from his bed. I stood in front of him, and he stared into my eyes like he was searching for something.

“Thank you, Y/N. You’re honestly the best.” Dan put his glass down on his bedside table and got up to give me hug. I accepted it, taking in his warmth for that short moment I had. I sighed when he pulled away and sat in his bed. “You want to…stay with me for a bit?” He asked, not making eye contact. I gave him a weak smile, and nodded, sitting next to him as he got comfortable underneath the blanket.

I lost track of time, waiting for Dan to fall asleep. I stared at his sleeping figure for god knows how long, I felt like a complete creep. He looked so peaceful with his head resting in my lap it was hard not to. I gently stroked his hair as he slowly fell asleep, his arms wrapped around my body as his head rested on my leg. I checked the time on his phone, 1:00 am. I noticed his lock screen, expecting it to be a picture of him and Allison. But instead it was a picture of him, me, and Phil at VidCon on our day off. I smiled at it, but quickly my smile faded when a text from Allison popped up. I decided to ignore it, and finally leave Dan’s side. 

I crept towards the kitchen, hoping not to wake Dan or Phil up. However, to my surprise Phil was standing in the kitchen, drinking some tea while leaning against the counter. 

“So, how did it go?” He asked, staring at me. 

“She doesn’t trust him apparently. Allison thinks he’s cheating on her with…me.” I sighed. All my emotions that I’ve been holding in all night were surfacing, and I wasn’t going to let it happen. “Um, he’s asleep now. He asked me to stay with him for a little while and I lost track of time because he was…uh-" 

"Cuddling with you?” Phil flashed me a smile, but it faded when he looked into my eyes and noticed the tears coming up. He gave me a sympathetic look and walked closer to me. “You should just tell him so he knows. So you don’t have to keep hurting. He will understand, Y/N." 

"I know Phil. It’s just- it hurts seeing them together so much. And of course I want him to be happy! But that selfish part of me wants him to be happy with me. God, it fucking hurts.” I felt a warm streak roll down my cheek, and I quickly wiped it away, looking away from Phil. 

“Y/N.” I knew he was trying to make me look at him, but I hated being this vulnerable. “Y/N.” I gave in and stared into Phil’s icy blue eyes. It was full of sympathy, and I couldn’t take it anymore. 

“Phil, don’t look at me like that please. It’s only making me feel worse.” I felt more tears surfacing and let out a heavy sigh. I heard Phil mumble a small apology and he embraced me in a warm, loving hug. At that point I finally broke. I started sobbing into his shirt, with every sob he would hold me tighter, and tell me everything was going to be okay. He gently ran his hands through my hair. I pulled away from Phil, and sniffed, gently rubbing my nose. 

“Y/N, I know it hurts but-” Phil paused in the middle of his sentence and stared behind me. I looked up to Phil, then turned around to see what he was looking at. There was Dan, his hair curly and disheveled, and his empty glass in his hands.

“What’s wrong?” Dan asked, noticing my red, puffy eyes and the tear stains on Phil’s shirt. He looked into my eyes and I could tell he was concerned.

“N-Nothing.” I lied.

“Obviously there’s something wrong, Y/N, tell me.” Dan walked over to the counter and placed his cup on the surface. I looked up to Phil, and nodded, signaling for him to give us some alone time. When Phil left the room, Dan pulled me into a tight hug, and for the second time that night I broke down. “Want to talk to me about what happened?”

I pulled away from Dan and stared at the floor. “It’s not really about w-what happened. It’s more…what’s happening.” I let out a fake chuckle. Dan shot me a confused look, and backed up to lean against the counter.

“Tell me what’s going on or so help me god Y/N I will-”

“Okay. Um. I guess.”

“Spit it out, please.” Dan tilted his head, giving me a worried look. God I can’t handle this anymore.

“Okay, you don’t even have to respond to this…but I really need it out in the open.” I could feel my heart beating out of my chest, and I took deep unsteady breath. “I just need you to know that…that” I stared into Dan’s eyes and I could feel my heart aching all over again. I felt tears pouring out of my eyes and saw Dan’s tall figure making his way over to comfort me again but I pulled away.

“Please don’t. You’re just going to make this harder.”
“Y/N tell me. Please, you’re making me worried.” I realized that Dan and I were standing really close, closer than we usually are. I looked into his beautiful eyes like it was the last time then stared at the floor.

“I think I’m in love with you.” I mumbled. 

“What? Speak up, love.” Dan said softly. 

“Fuck.” I ran my fingers through my hair and avoided eye contact at all costs. “I think I’m in love with you and it fucking stings so much to see you and Allison together. I mean I don’t blame you, or her. Allison is like the definition of perfect. I mean she makes me look blind with how adventurous she is and you look at her like the world is fucking perfect. It’s so stupid to think that I could compare to her. But god, do I wish it was me in your arms instead of her. Don’t even get me started about how I feel about you because there is too much history to even go over.” I shook my head, staring at the ground, watching my tears hit the white kitchen tiles.

“Y/N, can you look at me please?” Dan was still speaking softly. 

“Dan I told you, you don’t have to even say anything. You could just simply ignore it and leave, I’ll get the point." 

"Look at me, Y/N.” Dan said, more stern but still full of care. I rolled my eyes and stared into his eyes. Even though my vision was blurred I could still see the small glimmer in his eyes. “I’m sorry for-”

“Dan I told you, you don’t have to do this." 

"Y/N, we need to talk about this. We can’t just ignore it.”

“Well I’ve been ignoring it for 3 years now, so I think I’m good. I know the speech you’re about to give me and I just…” I let out a muffled sob into my hand, and looked back up to him. “Please I can’t take this right now." 

"Please let me just-" 

"Dan, I’m so sorry I shouldn’t have said anything. I really need fresh air…I’ll be back in a bit." 

Dan looked over to the clock on the oven, and slowly moved towards the door. "It’s 1:20, Y/N you can’t go outside alone." 

"Well I am, so please move.” Dan was blocking the doorway. I made eye contact with him and got lost in his eyes again. I felt like time slowed down when we stared into each other’s eyes, but I broke the contact because I felt more tears coming. Dan reluctantly walked up to me, opening his arms to give me a hug. But instead, I pulled away from him. 

“I’m so sorry.” I mumbled, and ran down the stairs to the front door, putting on my shoes and coat. 

“Y/N wait-”

I left before I could hear anymore. I let the cold London air enter my lungs, as I tried to relax from what happened, and trying to decide if I should go back and face Dan, or go to a friend’s house. I ultimately decided on staying outside for a while. Sitting on a park bench staring at the trees in the park as I replayed what happened through my head. 

What am I going to do?

A/N: Second part? Or leave it there? YOU DECIDE

PSA; miraculous fandom.

Hello fandom. I am adriexnette, and also a former admin at miraculousdaily. Even though i was one of the first people to start to blog, I finally decided to leave the blog for my own mental health. This past Thursday afternoon, I left the blog, clocked the main admin as well as the blog itself, and looked towards a new start.

However, I’ve been bottling these feelings out for so long, that to create a true new start, I had to get it out. So here I am, letting it out. 

The reason i left is the main admin, captainpoe. Without further a do, here is a list of some of the things he made me go through as an admin of that blog:

  • Deleted I post that i reblogged onto miraculousdaily from my own blog, and made another post with the exact same information.
  • Deleted a post that i reblogged onto miraculousdaily from zagtoondaily and made another post with the exact same information.
  • Yelled at me for asking him to delete a repost
  • Yelled at me for deleting a piece of fake information that was starting to circulate
  • Refused to use the zagspoilers tag and insulting me for wanting it
  • Not giving me credit when he was told that he had to use the zagspoilers tag when he was blogging
  • Yelling at me for not posting on the blog during my college apps
  • Insulted the fandom and pretended that he didn’t want to take part in it
  • Yell at me every time i forgot to tag something
  • Insult zagtoondaily behind their backs
  • Repeatedly told me that he wanted us to be the number one blog for everything.
  • Repeatedly telling me he wants to be the only blog posting news
  • Making me shake every time my chat box rings
  • Yelled at me when I was trying to get him to listen to something i had to say but he disagreed with
  • Insulted my friends and called them “whiny babies”
  • Insulted gifmakers in the fandom and calling them “whiny bitches”
  • Made the same gifset as me right after I explicitly messaged him and told him that I already had done it
  • Posted the exact same thing as me after he saw it on my blog 
  • Refused to reblog any of my original stuff on miraculousdaily unless I “payed” for it later with gifs and news on miraculousdaily
  • Prohibited me from coming up to him if I disagreed with something he was doing.
  • “banned” me from deleting any of his posts that were spreading false news about miraculous
  • deleted a post i made on miraculousdaily trying to shed light on fake information he was trying to spread
  • Has legitimately made me cry more than a few times

(and while it is true I hadn’t been posting at all, this past year has been the busiest of my life and i’ve been barely keeping my own blogs active)

I had to leave miraculousdaily to get away from this toxic atmosphere. My heart beat always picked up when my chat box rang because i thought it was him yelling at me. I was even afraid to do stuff on the blog because i would get blamed for something.

So if you also do not condone behavior like this, I would advise to unfollow or even maybe block the blog. I hate seeing abusive people like this getting all of this love and attention, justifying their behavior. Miraculousdaily was a beautiful idea, but its toxicity ruined it for me.

HOWEVER, do NOT send the blog hate. do NOT send captainpoe hate. and PLEASE PLEASE do NOT hack into the blog and ruin it. I am very sorry that happened yesterday, especially on the anniversary of Miraculous. No one deserves that. Even after all that he put me through.

Anyways, here it is. It is out now and after this, I don’t want to talk about it ever again. I want this part of my “fandom life” to be forgotten, and I don’t want to dwell on it any longer. 

I have given you my point of view, you decide what to do with it. You can believe me, or you can call me a brat who just acts like a victim. But whatever it is, please leave me out of it.

PS: I know people like proof, so i have a couple excerpts of things he has said to me that i saved or screenshotted during my time there. again i’m putting this on here so i can be free of it, because even reading it again makes my stomach turn and my breath unsteady. i’m done.

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“Azriel?” Elain said into the darkness. Her breath was warm on his chest.


“You live alone.” It wasn’t a question, but he hummed a yes. “Sometimes I feel as if I live alone.”

She was lying on the floor beside him, tucked into his arm. He’d been ready to let her sleep on his bed, had made himself a place to sleep on the couch, but she’d refused. She’d said the couch would be too small for him and that she wouldn’t feel right taking his bed. He’d allowed it. 

But then he’d gotten to his barren room. The mattress low to the floor on a wooden frame he’d made all those years ago. He’d taken one look at it and had pulled the sheets, dragging them to the living room where he’d decided to sleep on the floor.

He’d told himself it wasn’t because he hated sleeping alone, or because he thought Elain needed a friend, or because there was nowhere he’d rather be than next to her…

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Finn Bálor - Show You

Word count: 3,258




Originally posted by sensualkisses

Finn and I had been dating for a little over a year now. We met in a pub where I was getting pissed out of my mind, trying to forget seeing my boyfriend in bed with another girl making me look like a complete fool. He was so sweet that night trying to making me feel better. He decided to show off a bit tossing pieces of peanuts into the air and catching them in his mouth. He failed miserably with most of them landing on the bridge of his nose and one on his eye. I remember giggling and finding his big smile extremely attractive. It was one of my favorite features of him.

He brought me to his flat that night. The next morning when I woke up I was dazed out of my mind and couldn’t remember how I got into this strangers house. He brought me home that day. I notice later on that I had his number saved in my phone. Finn. His name was Finn.

Before I knew it we were making plans to meet up again. And again.. and again….. and again. I can’t help but smile at the memory of me accidentally butt dialing him. He later said it was because I had a fat arse.

The problem early on in our relationship was that I lived about forty minutes away from where he did, so when our relationship got more serious we decided to move in together. Due to this we began bickering frequently. Over petty things you might think.

Last week we got into an argument when I went to make coffee and saw him drink straight from the milk cart. I made a fuss saying that other people being me drank that milk too, to which he reciprocated with ‘we swap fluids all de time, whats yer point?’ It only added oxygen to a already blazing fire.

Other disagreements arose in our times in the flat, some worse than others. Like the time when he found it was a big deal that I spent the entire day out with my sister who was currently enrolled in UNI instead of staying home with him. Honestly he’s home all of the time while she’s always cramped up inside of a textbook. We spent two days without speaking over that.

Don’t get me wrong, our relationship is perfectly fine. It’s strong and he treats me better than I can be asked to be. We just have our moments like any other couple. Tonight was definitely one of them, I just couldn’t figure out what I’d done this time.

He left early this morning and we were on good terms. Now it was eleven eighteen and he’d stopped messaging me. I was beginning to get worried. Only wanting to know if he was okay. I lay on the sofa in the sitting room staring into the fireplace, phone in hand hoping to feel it vibrate. My eyes began feeling heavy after a while and I drifted off into an uneasy sleep.

*** FINNS POV ***

I stumbled through the front door of my flat and escaped from the tight barrier of my boots. They made a loud thud sound upon contact with the wooden floor. I bent over towards the shoes and put my finger to my lips.

“Shhhh.” A hiccup escaped my intoxicated lips.

Ridding myself of the warm leather jacket I had on I made my way into the sitting room to find my girlfriend lying on the sofa sound asleep. Another hiccup. I tried holding my breath. Walking over to her I leaned beside her noticing her phone screen bright as day, hurting my eyes. They adjusted to the screen reading the small text:

Finn: I’ll be home soon, beautiful. ;) -9:24pm

Me: Do you want me to cook dinner? -9:43pm

Me: Finn?? -10:17pm

Me: Can you just tell me if you’re okay? -11:03pm

I felt like such an arse. My phone had died long ago but I should have still called. I went out with a few of my pals for a drink and it turned into a full on night out with the guys. Her eyelashes were spread apart and looked hard. Had she been crying? I let out a sigh and lifted her limp body from the sofa. Her phone fell to the carpet.

I carried her to our shared bedroom not bothering to turn on the light. Laying her on the bed I pulled the duvet over her chest and kissed her forehead. I honestly didn’t deserve her. Reaching over I grabbed a pillow from my side deciding it best to sleep on the sofa tonight.


I blinked a few times feeling the bed round me not remembering how I’d gotten here. The clock on the bedside table showed that it was still early in the night. My mouth had become unbearably dry and I sat up to go get some water.

My half asleep body walked through the flat and into the kitchen unaware of my surroundings. I poured myself a cup of water and drank a little before hearing someone snoring behind me. Turning round Finn stirred a bit in his sleep. Setting down the water my feet brought me over to the boy laying on the sofa. His arms were crossed over his chest. A photo of me he carries round in his wallet in his hand.

It’s funny almost. We were like a damn teenage couple. Doing little cheesy things that kids do in relationships. On the back of this particular picture I had written 'Yours’ meaning that I was his. I had one of him that had 'Mine’ on it.

A smile spread across my lips. I put a knee on either side of his waist and kissed the corner of his mouth. My hands wandering under his black t shirt feeling his defined torso. He hummed under my touch and I knew he had woken up.

“What are ye doing?” He chucked, eyes still closed.

I didn’t reply, instead continuing my exploration of his body. His beard tickled at my cheek as I moved to his neck licking a bold line up it before beginning to suck. I felt him squirm under me. His semi hard on pressing against me. I bit down on his skin lightly receiving a hiss from him.

“Baby.” He lifted to sit up on the sofa.

I tried for his shirt before he stopped me. His smile that I loved so much faded.

“I should have called.” He shook his head looking down in between us.

“I’m just glad you’re okay.” I pushed his hair back.

“But ya were so worried.. I made ya cry, baby I’m so sorry.” I hushed him, indulging him in a cuddly hug.

Finns head rested on top of my own, arms wrapped tightly round my smaller body. We sat like that for a few more moments before I’d become uncomfortable and squirmed in his hold. Once released I continued with my previous exploration of my beautiful boyfriends body.

I kissed his lips before trailing a wet line down to his clothed chest. I pulled at the hem of the tee. To my annoyance Finn stopped me once again, placing my arms at my side.

“No, baby. Tonight I’m gunna show ye how much I care about ya.” He paused to kiss my neck.

I let out a moan as he began to suck at the sensitive skin. In an instant my shirt was on the floor and so was his. I ran my finger along his defined abs, stopping to poke at the beauty marks on his right ab. Finn chuckled a little.

My eyes found his dark lust filled ones. I placed my hand over his heart and left it there for a brief moment. It raced under my touch. We never said it yet. It was something we didn’t find that needed to be said, but I knew exactly how he felt about me. And I feel the same way.

Finns hand found mine and he placed a delicate kiss to my lips. The kiss grew sloppier and I could feel him straining against his pants.

“Bedroom.” I managed to breath.

He wasted no time in lifting me off the sofa and carrying me into the dark room, my legs wrapped round his body. He set me down on the bed and turned on the light to see better. I was getting impatient, needing him to touch me.

He ridded me of my shorts, leaving me in just a bra and knickers. Kissing up the base of my thigh I felt him hum.

“So soft.”

I felt a finger move against my clothed heat. I let out a hiss and grabbed his neck as he began sucking at the skin of my thigh, sure to leave a trail of pink and purple marks.

“Moan my name, darlin’.” He bit down.

“F-Finn… Please.”

I needed him.

“Please what, princess?” He was killing me.

“Touch me.” It was barely audible but I know he heard.

Finn came up to look at me, a smirk on his face. His hand moved back and forth on my pussy. He leaned over to my ear.

“Touch you where, darlin’?” He whispered seductively.

“I don’t fucking care, Finn just touch me, please.”

That was enough for him to move his head back between my legs, ripping off my knickers. He licked a straight line up my folds.

“Holy fuck, princess. This wet and I’ve hardly touched you.” He moaned.

I pulled his head down with my hand. He knew I was getting impatient. His lips attached to my soaking core. His tongue flicked up and down my clit. My back arched up off the mattress. He moaned against my dripping pussy causing a burst of pleasure to rip through me. My lips parted but I couldn’t find the words to speak.

I fisted at the bed sheets arching my back with the pleasure bursting through my core. I felt Finns finger rub up and down my folds before inserting one and pumping in and out at a steady pace. I wouldn’t last long if he kept this up.

“F-Finn…” I whimpered.

He came up for air, his finger still pumping in and out of me.

“Tha’s right. Say ma’ name, baby girl.”

Another finger fell inside me without warning. He began curling them in a come hither motion, watching me wriggle beneath him. Finn dipped his head back down. My eyes rolled back and I arched my back off the mattress only for Finn to use his free arm to hold me down.

“Oh, f-f..”

My hands couldn’t seem to find a steady place to hold onto. The pleasure was too intense. He increased the pace and soon I was sent over the edge. He hummed against me in satisfaction, using his long fingers to ride out my orgasm.

My breathing was unsteady as Finn came to hover above me holding two digits over my lips.

“Suck.” He whispered hotly.

I did as I was told, taking his fingers in my mouth sucking my juices off. Finn enjoyed watching me do so as he hummed. I licked my lips. He lifted me off the bed and came behind my torso unhooking my bra. He slid it from my arms and tossed it to the floor. I watched as he admired the view in front of him.

He took one of my nipples in his mouth and sucked at the nub. I moaned in appreciation. He caressed my breast in his large hands, squeezing it gently.

“I need you.”

“Patience, baby.”

Finn left a trail of kisses up my neck, taking my earlobe between his teeth. I rolled my hips up desperate for contact. Finn held me down. I pulled at his hair trying to get his attention. He wasn’t budging. He kept kissing down my neck and torso leaving love bites.

“Cha’ need, baby?”

“You inside me.” I spoke barely above a whisper.

He heard me. The bed squeaked as he climbed from on top of me and over to the bedside table and pulled put a condom.

“Ye gunna help me?”

I blushed and climbed over to where he stood, unbuckling his jeans and pushing them down his shaved legs. His semi hard on was straining in his briefs. I licked my lips upon seeing the precome stain already forming. I bit my lip gazing up to see Finn staring contently down at me.

My index fingers hooked into the top of his briefs edging them down. His length slipped out hitting his stomach. I gasped. His size always shocked me. I took it in my hand and stroked it a few times before taking it in my mouth whole. Finn hissed at my brave actions. I pumped what I couldn’t fit in my mouth.

“Just like tha’, baby girl.” Finn hissed.

He pushed himself further hitting the back of my throat. I squeezed my eyes shut. My hands twisted round his length and I felt him begin to twitch inside my mouth. Before I could finish he pulled out and came onto my bare chest, his warm load dripping down my breast. Finn groaned throwing his head back in pleasure.

Finn scooped some of the white liquid onto his finger and held it up to my mouth. I complied sucking off the saltiness. Finns chest was rising and falling heavily as he reached to the floor for a shirt to clean the sticky wetness off my breast.

“C'mere.” Finn helped me off of the floor, “Was tha’ okay?” I nodded.

His lips made contact with mine. He didn’t ask for permission as his tongue mingled with mine. My fingers tangled with the strands at the back of his head, tugging them. He moaned at the sensation. Pulling apart he ripped open the condom with his teeth sliding it on and throwing the piece of tin in the bin.

Finn guided us back to the bed. He laid us on the pillows and positioned himself at my entrance. He stroked himself up and down my folds a few times.

“Ya ready, babe?” I shook my head.

Slowly he pushed himself in. I gasped trying to adjust to his size. Finn brought his forehead down to mine, looking me in the eyes. His hips rolled forward at a slow steady pace. My low moans filled the otherwise quiet bedroom.

“F-fuck baby yer so t-tight.” Finn moaned.

The bed squeaked with each thrust. Finn placed a hand on the headboard for balance and the other held onto my hip. I wrapped my legs round his waist desperate for more contact. He pulled out and then back in hitting my spot.

“F-Finn! Right there!” I gushed.

My eyes fluttered closed and I lifted my hips to meet his. Finn kissed the side of my eye and I opened them again. His lips made contact with my neck, sucking at the already bruised skin. I could feel the knot in my stomach forming and my walls started to clench round Finn. I started to squirm round in his tight embrace trying to hold on a little longer.

“I know, baby. Come for me.”

Only when I felt Finns movements becoming sloppier I let go, screaming out Finns name along with a few profanities. He rode out my orgasm before hitting his own, burying his face into my neck swearing and groaning.


I woke up lying atop of Finn, his arms wrapped round my middle half. We were still completely naked. It was nearly morning and I knew he would sleep in but I needed a shower, I felt so icky. I pushed the duvet away and wriggled out of Finns strong grasp. He seemed displeased with my disappearance but quickly went back to his light snoring.

I patted my way along to the loo and quietly shut the door behind me, careful not to wake Finn. I turned the shower on and immediately stepped in and let the water trickle down my sweaty body.

I hadn’t heard the door open I was so engulfed by the steamy water. I jumped when a pair of hands wrapped ever so slowly round my waist.

“Good mornin’, darlin’.” Finns raspy voice spoke.

I spun round to face him met by a groggy smile. God he was amazingly beautiful. My fingers traced down the beauty marks next to his right abs. I loved these simple marks on his body.

Finn lifted my chin placing a delicate kiss upon my lips, his tongue brushing against my bottom lip asking for entrance. I parted my lips, our tongues fighting for dominance. Finn broke the kiss, brushing my hair behind my back and admiring the love bites from our previous actions that night. He peppered light kisses over them, gently sucking. I tangled my fingers in his lengthy hair as he began to move lower until he bowed before me.

His finger brushed up my folds separating them. He attached his lips, flicking his tongue in figure eight motions against my clit. I felt like my legs were going to fall from under me.

“Fuck, Finn. I need you’re fingers.” I moaned.

I didn’t know if he could hear my please over the sound of the rushing water until moments later two digits pounded into me. Finn hummed against my throbbing core. I hissed as he brought the nub between his teeth before releasing it and stopping all motions completely. He licked his lips savouring the taste and came back up to his full height which wasn’t much taller than me.


I did as I was told. My legs wrapped round Finns waist. Finn caught hold of my arse and pinned me up against the cool tile wall. He wasted no time in slamming into me.

“Shit, yes Finn. Just like that.” I cried out.

My nails dug into his back leaving a trail of red marks. I looked down to see where Finn and I were connected, him pounding into me fiercely. He never touched me like this before. It was always slow love making.

Finns thrusts became sloppier and I knew he was close. I smiled touching our foreheads together. I hadn’t even noticed my orgasm approaching I was so focused on his. My head fell forward and I screamed out in pleasure. He pulled out just before the warm white liquid spewed from his sensitive pink tip and ran down the drain. Our breathing was still shaky as we stood holding each other.

“I love you.” I barely heard Finns words over the shower head.

I stood in shock. We’d never said it before. I closed my eyes and lay my head on his chest. He said it. My lips make contact with his atoms apple, sucking the bulge in his neck.

“I love you.”

Addewid (XIV)

Author: kpopfanfictrash

Pairing: You / Kai (Jongin)

Rating: PG-13

Word Count: 4,313

Genre: Fey!AU + Series

Summary: You cannot appeal to my better nature, for I have none. I am not human, little one.”

You’ve always known you were different. You’re able to see them, after all, able to see the Others. You’ve also always ignored them. Until the day comes where you’re forced to make a choice - one that throws your world into chaos. And sends you down a path you might never return from.

Originally posted by intokai

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Unexpected lust, Part 2/2

Pairings: Pietro Maximoff x Reader

Words: 1587

Warnings: SMUT, few swearwords (surprisingly)

A/N: Phew, these two parts are my first real smutty writings AND Pietro fanfic’s ever. These were so much fun to write and I really hope that you enjoy (wink wink) while reading them. Requests are open!

Part 1

Before I even realized, Pietro had picked me up, his lips crashing against mine for a demanding, heated kiss. I tangled my fingers to his hair, pulling him closer to me as he slid his tongue into my mouth, making me moan softly.

“Umm- guys? What the actual fuck is happening?” I heard Tony calling out, with a slight frown, eyes locked in us. “Actually don’t answer that”, he rushed to say as another moan escaped my lips.

“To your room-“, I panted, as Pietro pulled further from me to take a breath. “Now.”

Just in a blink of an eye and a hue of blue, I was pressed against the wall of his room, his lips pressing soft kisses to my delicate neck. I hadn’t even realized how badly I had wanted him –how badly I had needed him, before I felt his soft, yet passionate touches on my skin. Shivering, I laid my hand to his cheek to lift his head for a deep kiss, as his hands wandered down my body, making soft moans escape my lips.

“Piet-“, I breathed out, breaking the kiss.

He hummed for answer, lips moving to run along my neck.

“Are you-“, I moaned, as he nipped my pulse softly. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

“Yes, of course”, he whispered, locking his bright blue eyes with mine, deep lust in them. “I’m crazy for you, Y/N.”

I chuckled, tangling my fingers to his hair to pull him closer to me for a kiss, other hand sliding to cover his hardness. Pietro let out a moan, giving me a chance to slide my tongue in his mouth, heating the kiss even more. As I felt his hands grabbing my ass, I jumped to wrap my legs around his waist and he carried me to his bed, laying on top of me. I spun around, pressing him to the mattress and rolled on top to straddle him.

Pietro smirked, tugging my hair gently behind my ear. “You on top?”

“Me on top”, I whispered squinting my eyes with a smirk, and leaned closer to him to kiss him demandingly. His fingers ran along the sides of my body, making me shudder under his touch. I lowered my hips, causing him to press against my core, moans escaping both of our lips.

“I need to taste you, Printsessa”, he breathed out, wrapping his hands tightly around my hips and pushed me against the bed, starting to plant kisses down my body. I pulled the thin fabric of my dress over my head to give him more skin to touch and oh, did he touch it. He unhooked my bra quickly, letting his tongue and lips found my breasts and delicate nipples, circling them, making me moan under him.

“You are so sexy, vozlyublennaya”, he panted, moving his lips down my body, making me shiver from pure passion.

“Stop teasing”, I begged, twisting under him. “Plea-“

I saw a quick glimpse of blue and nearly screamed his name, as I felt his tongue suddenly on my clit, my panties removed and his fingers pressing to the skin of my hips.  

“Better?” he chuckled, as he started to push harder with his tongue, making hard rounds around my clit, licking and sucking, making me curl under him, moaning his name. I curled my fingers into his hair, pulling it softly.

“Y/N”, Pietro let out a moan, sliding a finger inside of me, making my moans louder and the pulls of his hair harder.

I felt orgasm building inside of me, as he kept curling his finger just right, his mouth still working on me. “Piet”, I cried out, breathing deeply. “Fuck –I’m gonna-“

“Come for me, Printsessa”, he moaned, adding another finger inside of me –making me come, screaming his name as I fell to the mattress, panting hard.

“Pietro, I- wow”, I whispered, feeling his soft lips against mine, taste of myself on his tongue making me bite my lip. As he pulled further from me, the dark lust in his eyes made me shiver. “Oh fuck, I need you inside of me –now.”

He chuckled, throwing his pants to the floor before leaning over me, pressing my knee against my chest and slammed into me hard, making me throw my head back to the pillows, with a loud scream of his name. After giving me time to adjust to his size, Pietro started to move his hips with a teasing, yet perfectly satisfying pace, making my walls stretch around him, as he hit my g-spot with thrust after thrust.

Loud moans and pleas filled the air, beside the arousing sound of skin slapping against skin, making me get closer and closer to the top of my satisfaction.

“Shit”, I moaned, pressing my eyes closed as I felt Pietro’s touch on my arching clitoris, pressing it with hard movements. His cock moving inside of me and his fingers playing with my sweet spot –I couldn’t take it no longer. I found myself screaming his name as I came hard, trembling under him, his lips running along my neck, biting and sucking marks into it, as he reached his own release, bursting inside of me with a loud shout of my name.

He pulled carefully out of me, before collapsing to the mattress, pulling me into his arms.

“That was-“

“Incredible”, I chuckled, my breathing unsteady and bright smile on my lips as he tangled his fingers to my hair, starting to play with it gently. “I can go to my room if you want-“

“No, please stay here”, he whispered, pressing a kiss to the side of my head.

I let out a soft laughter, turning my head to kiss him deeply, before falling into a deep, calm sleep.

– “Oh, there she is”, I heard an amused voice chuckling behind me as I walked to the kitchen to see no less than every single one of the Avengers looking at me, deep smirks on their faces.

“Morning, Cap”, I smiled back at him, trying to act normally, even if I sensed the amusement and curiosity on the atmosphere. I took two cups from the cupboard, pouring them full of smoking hot coffee.

“Y/N-“, Wanda called out, smile on her lips. “Pietro drinks his coffee black.”

I glanced at her, trying to hide my knowledge - just to earn a wink of an eye from her as she sat to the table next to Natasha.

“Have you done something to your hair?” Tony frowned, ruffling it with his hand as he took the coffee pan from my hand. “If I wouldn’t know better I would think that this is your morning after hot sex –look.”

“Tony”, I bleated out, yet biting my lip to stop the grin taking over my face. “Please tell me you didn’t-“

“Avengers assemble!” he called out, sneaking out of my glare, taking a sip of his cup. “One, two, seven –Speedster is missing.”

“T”, I muttered, shooting him with a warning glance. “Don’t-“

“Has anyone seen our Quickster?” he frowned, ignoring my begs.

“Nope”, Sam shrugged. “Not since last night –Cap can you remind me of what we saw?”

“Of course”, Steve smirked, rising an eyebrow. “We saw Pietro rushing to his room –with a girl.”

“So we weren’t the only ones who heard the noise”, Natasha glanced at Clint, raising her eyebrow. “You know who it was?”

“We didn’t see”, he shrugged and I sighed from relief and turned around quickly, starting to make my way back to my room, as sneakily as possible. “But Y/N wasn’t in her room the whole night.”

“Steve”, I whined burying my face to my hands. “You really didn’t have anything else to do but keep an eye on my goings?”

“Oh, actually we had”, Sam smirked, nodding his head. “We were busy tryin’ to infer who it was from the screams.”

I shook my head, trying to control the smirk –and deep blush taking over my face.

“At first we didn’t recognize them”, Steve chuckled. “But then Pietro called out her name and it was kind of obvious –or is there others named Y/N in here?”

“Yes, I knew it”, Natasha called out with a smirk, offering her hand to Clint, who pulled hundred dollars from his pocket, grinning.

“I couldn’t believe it”, he shrugged, winking his eye at me. “Such a naughty girl, are you, Y/N?”

“Oh my god Clint, can you stop”, I laughed, burying my face to my hands.

“So you admit it?” Steve chuckled, kicking his eyebrow, his eyes slightly darker than usually. “You had sex with Maximoff?”

I startled slightly as I felt light breeze behind me and just a second later hands pressed on my hips. I turned my head to see Pietro, looking at me with a raised eyebrow. “Having troubles, yes?”

I bit my lip, smile raising to my lips. “I guess you could say so.”

Pietro smirked, raising his head to face the other Avengers. “It’s true”, he simply called out, before pressing a kiss to my neck and taking his cup of coffee from the counter. “We had great sex.”

“Damn guys”, Sam called out, looking us unbelievingly. “Who would have known-“

“Wanna have a round two?” I chuckled quietly to Pietro, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek as I walked past him, heading to my room.

He kicked his eyebrow, his lips turning up to an amused yet excited smirk as he nodded his head. “Yes.”

Originally posted by mcavoyclub

Charles had certainly experienced more than a few awkward moments since he’d started his new job, but this one took the cake. Hell, it took the whole fucking bakery.

It was all his new boss’ fault of course. Charles had never had the easiest time working at Shaw Industries given he hated the owner Sebastian Shaw with the fiery intensity of a thousand suns. But he loved mutants and all of the wonderful powers they possessed, and so Charles had swallowed down his opposition in order to continue with his work- composed of researching mutations and publishing articles on the relevant findings.

But then, one day, Charles was told his department would be expanding. That he would be getting a new boss. That said boss was none other than Erik Lehnsherr- renowned mutant activist and overly-stubborn turtleneck-wearing maddeningly-infuriating fanatic. At least, in Charles’ humble opinion…

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Jungkook - Daddy Kookie

Originally posted by jeonify

Lust/ Rough Smut

Word Count: 3.1k

Jungkook x Reader

School, the one thing I hate. School was so boring here, we couldn’t do anything but dumb assignments, tests, and projects. The teachers here are so boring, and don’t get me started on the lunches here. The only thing about school is I have my friend Janice.

“(Y/N), look over.” Janice told me in a whisper while side eyeing me, trying not to get the teacher’s attention since we were taking a quiz.

I look at her, confused for a second, but I look to my left and two seats over I see Jungkook, staring at me as always. He always stares at me for no reason. Janice always tells me he likes me, but i don’t believe her. Knowing he is the hottest guy in the school makes it hard for me to believe he likes a basic geek such as me.

It sometimes bothered me how he would just stare at me with the blankest face, but sometimes, I melt from his strong gaze, and this was one of them.

He was staring at me intensely. He looked me up and down and bit his lip as if I was a full dinner. He continued to stare even after I caught him in his act. After about 10 seconds of full eye contact, I shyly and embarrassingly look down to my converse highs, wishing I could take back those awkward 10 seconds. I try to focus on my test, and I got done early. Most of the questions probably were wrong, but I just wanted to leave the classroom. The test wasn’t even a big grade so i really didn’t care.

“here,” I quietly say, handing my teacher my test,“May I go to the bathroom?”

He nods his head, “Go quickly (Y/N), and no horseplay in the halls like last time.” He slightly slides his reading glasses down and raised an eyebrow at me, signaling how serious he was.

I frantically nod my head, agreeing to his demand. I rush out of the room, knowing Jungkook’s eyes didn’t leave my body as I walked across the room to the exit of the classroom. I take one last glance to see Janice smirking at me, and Jungkook get up and walk towards the teacher. I roll my eyes at both of them and leave the classroom, not forgetting to shut the door behind me.

Me walk down the hall to my locker. There were no classrooms there, so I just put my head against the locker to take a break.

“Such a creep” I mumble, annoyed.

Right after I said that, I feel hands on my waist. They quickly turn me around and I get slammed on my locker. I get caged in between arms. I was between my locker, and Jungkook.

“what did you say?” He asked looking me dead in the eyes. He seemed very desperate and a little mad.

I don’t reply I just look at him in shock. He lightly grabs my chin with his pointer finger and thumb, and turns my head to the right, then to the left, then back to face him. He bites his lip as he slides the same hand down my body, to the bottom of my skirt.

“So you think I’m creepy, huh?” he asked raising an eyebrow.

I continue to keep quiet. He was so beautiful, his eyes, his smile, everything about him was so hot. I could feel my cheeks as I felt his hand creep under my skirt and up my inner thigh. He leaned in close to my face, our lips not even a centimeter away.

“Why are you so shy?” He smirks, and even chuckles a bit. I shrug. “Don’t worry, I think it’s cute.” He replies. I look away again.

“You know I like you, and that I’ve liked you for a very, very long time, right?” He asked me. I slowly shake my head in reply, although I was lying. He smirked, his lips slightly blushing over mine.

“I’ll be at your house after school.” He whispers, his hot breath hitting off my lips. I can taste the cherry flavored sucker he had early in his breath.

He slowly backs up, not taking his eyes off me. He then slowly walks away back to the classroom. I forgot we had done a science project together at my house, so he knows where i live.

I watch him walk down the hall until he made the turn to go to our classroom. My breath became unsteady and I felt weak. I was so shook, I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t want to go back into the classroom with him, but I had to.

I quickly walk back to my class, worried that my teacher will think I was up to something and give me another 2 hour detention. I arrive at the door of my classroom. Before I open the door, I take a deep breath. I slowly walk in and casually walk to my seat and sit down awkwardly.

I look at Janice and she mouths ‘What happened?’ to me. I shrug and mouth back, ‘I,ll tell you about it after school.’  She nods and goes back to her test.

I look to my left and see Jungkook with a sinister smirk on his face. He slyly winks at me, and goes back to his paper. I look away in disgust. I can’t believe he is really going to my house after school, I can’t stop him.

“(Y/N), what were you doing while you were out?” My teacher asked me in concern.

“I went to the bathroom, then to my locker to get my folder.” I lied. He nodded his head and went back to his paper work.

I hear a chuckle from my left and when I look, I see Jungkook holding in his laugh. He’s so ridiculous, it’s funny. I smile at him and also try not to laugh. He can be sweet at times, but not all the time.

It’s finally the end of the day and before I leave, I meet up with Janice.

“so,” she sighs, “what happened.”

I take a deep breath, knowing I’m going to regret telling her the short story. “He came out of no where and slammed me against my locker.” I started, continuing to walk along the side of Janice. “He then asked if I knew he liked me and I said yes. He moved his hand under my ski-” I got cut off by a squealing Janice.

“I told you he liked you!” She shouted jumping up and down. we were still on school property and I looked around to see if Jungkook was anywhere and luckily he wasn’t.

“shut-up,” I said through my teeth. She stop jumping and quiets down.

“sorry” she quietly said looking at the ground.

I continue with my story. “He leaned in and we were so close, we almost kissed! He then told me that he is going to my house after school. I was so in shock I couldn’t reply. That’s when he left me. I’m just surprised that the most popular, the most hottest guy in school likes someone like me.”

“Don’t question it, (Y/N). Why is he going over your house?” She asked.

I shrug. “I don’t know.”



Janice walked me back to my house since my house was closer, and then she walked to her house. I unlock my front door and walk in, exhausted and thankful that school is over. But the day isn’t. I wasn’t sure if Jungkook was actually about to come over, but if he did, I don’t know what I would do.

I kinda do like him, although he can be creepy and annoying sometimes. I walk to my kitchen and grab a mint out of the candy dish. I unwrap it and pop it in my mouth, closing my eyes as the minty sensation covers my mouth and burns my throat. I can’t stand having bad breath at all.

I walk back into the living room and turn on spongebob, my favorite show. I continue to suck on the mint till it all dissolves.

A couple minutes later, I here a knock on my door. 'oh no’ I think to myself. I get up and slowly walk over to the door. I fix my outfit before I open the door.

I unlock and open the door to see Jungkook with his head tilted. He walks past me and into the living. “yeah, you can come in.” I say sarcastically in disgust. He is so disrespectful, just walking into my house like that without my permission.

I close the door and lock it once again, and walk over to Jungkook to see what he was up to.

“You look so sexy in your school uniform.” He compliments “And I love Converse Highs.”

I roll my eyes. “whatever, why did you come over?”

I was annoyed by him as always, thinking it’s normal to come to my house for no reason. He walks up to me. “I came here for you, (Y/N).”

He was a couple inches taller than me, so he was looking down on me. His husky voice sounded so good and sexy…wait, what am I saying. I hate him. Even though I think of him, waking up by his side, going to sleep in his arms. I still hate him, right?

“What do you m-mean?” I stutter, shyly looking down to my shoes. He walks even closer to me, putting one hand on my hip pulling me closer, and another hand lifting my head up to look at him. I try to push him off me, but he held onto me as if he was glued to me. I give up and look at him, worried about what was going to happen next.

“(Y/N), you know I want you badly. I’ve wanted you for the longest time. Don’t be scared of me, I will take care of you, I will take care of your body. You just have to let me do it. I know how delicate you are. Plus, I know you like me. I know you want me too. So let me give you the pleasure you need.” He softly says.

He was right. I do want him, a lot. I couldn’t hide it no matter how hard I try. He seemed sweeter than usual, saying he will take care of me and stuff. I look into his eyes. “You’ll take care of me?” I asked back.

He smirks, “Just like your daddy.” He whispers in my ear, massaging my ass. I couldn’t help but to moan while feeling his warm breath against my neck, and his large hands all over my body.

He leans in and connects our lips. His lips were so soft and warm. Not long after, he sticks his tongue into my mouth, exploring it. Our wet tongues start to have a fight of dominance, and his tongue won. He squeezes my ass tighter, causing a gasp to slip out in the kiss. We pull away slowly.

“Now be a good girl, and turn around so daddy can see how wet you are.”

His words turned me on so much. I could feel my juices dripping down my leg and through my underwear. I turned around and bent over, using the arm of the couch for support. “good girl.” He complimented. He held onto my waist with one hand, and reached under my skirt with the other. His fingers rubbed through my wet panties.

“woah.” He gasped, “Your so wet.” He pulls down my skirt and digs his hand in my panties to get a better feel. I moan while I feel his hands massaging my folds and feeling around. He enters a finger and repeatedly thrust inside of me, curving his finger occasionally to hit my g-spot.

“a-ah, right there.” I moan. I push against his force as he adds another finger inside of me.

My moans get louder and louder as he adds the third and final finger, now keeping them curved to continuously hit my g-spot.

“Cum on my fingers, babygirl.” He orders me to do, thrusting his fingers into me faster and deeper. I yell out in pleasure as I reach my high, letting out my cum on his fingers. He helps me ride out my orgasm by slowing his fingers down before slowly pulling the three fingers out to let the slimy liquid stretch.

He brings his coated wet fingers to his mouth and sucks them clean. He then pulls me up straight by my neck and seductively chokes me. I can feel his bulge poking through his pants to my ass.

“You taste so good.” He groans huskily in my ear, slightly biting my ear lobe after. “Now let daddy see that pretty mouth around my cock.”

He lets go of me and pulls his pants down along with his underwear, leaving his huge hard on pointing straight at me. My eyes widen at how big it is. He chuckles, “you’re so cute, jagi.”

I smile in reply and get on my knees so I’m leveled down to his length. I lick the head first, earning a quiet moan from him. I then take him all, causing his eyes to go wide at how I can take all of his big hard on.

“That’s my girl.” He moans quietly, keeping his eyes close to enjoy the moment better.

He bunches my hair up in his hand and bobs my head to take him even more and faster. I groan and gag a couple times as he thrust his hard length deeper in my mouth, causing his grunts and pants to get louder and louder. His tip hitting the back of my throat, making my eyes water a little bit.

He lets go of my hair and I quickly pull back for air, my head slightly pounding from the amount of pressure that was on it while his hand was holding my hair. After I caught my breath, I take it back in, wrapping my small mouth around it.

I take in a whole half of his length and pump the rest. I start to feel him pulsate in my mouth, signaling he is close to cumming.

“fuck b-baby” he groans. I take him out of my mouth right before he came. He catches his breath quickly.

He slides his shirt off and sits down on the couch, “ride daddy.” He commands. I listen and straddle over him. I grab his length and lower down on it. Jungkook closes his eyes and throws his head back as I slowly lower down on him.

I start to bounce on him. I rub on his hard abs as his hands trail to my bouncing breast.

“your so big d-daddy, y-you feel so good.” I stutter in between moans. He groans in pleasure, but he wanted more.

He grabs my waist to hold me still and thrusts into me hard. I cover my mouth at the feeling of his thick, throbbing length sliding in and out against my walls. He grunts loudly as he goes faster and faster by the second. I screamed as I had my second climax right then, but he wasn’t done. He kept thrusting into me hard.

He quickly flipped us over so he was on top and I was on the bottom. He pounded into me repeatedly, slightly splashing my juices on each others legs It was oozing out of me and all over his length. He squeezed my waist so hard, I was sure they were bound to fall off after. The sweat on his body caused him to glisten beautifully in the light. He gritted his teeth together, his force stronger than anything in the world, and his speed faster than anything as well. I felt his length throbbing strongly against my now weak walls, weak from the other two orgasms I had.

“C-cum inside of me d-daddy” I scream out, reaching my third climax. I really started to go nuts when he hit my weak g-spot again.

“I’m there, a-ah b-b-baby, fuck i’m abou-” He stuttered, but couldn’t finish. He finally let his load out in me, and it was a lot. His eyes closed shut and pressed together hard, as he pounded into me his last couple of times, his length throbbing hard against my clenching walls as I came with him. My body went numb, and all I could feel were pleasant vibrations all coming from my numb, wet heat. It was hurting, but I loved it.

He softly fell on top of me, still pressing into me to ride out his climax.

“fuck” He loudly grunted through his teeth. We were a wet, sweaty, exhausted mess. I push the fringe off his forehead and drag my hand back through his head a couple times to calm and relax him as he has his powerful climax. He pulls out of me. He then goes weak, breathing heavy, relaxing on top of me for a couple minutes as I massage his head and temple area to relax him.

I grab the cover that is resting on the back part of the couch and cover our bodies under it.

He looks up to me with half closed eyes. “Are you ok, jagi?”

“Oh yeah I’m totally fine.” I reply sarcastically, “you just beat my pussy til it was probably black and blue and now I’m probably not going to be able to walk for a long time.”

He chuckles weakly. “where are your parents?”

“They went on a business trip, thank god they weren’t here.” I sigh in relief. He nods in agreement.

I can’t believe this, I just fucked the boy I love and hate, well, I guess now I just love him. I never thought this would happen.

“You know you lied about taking care of my body, right?” I giggle.

“I’m sorry jagi, your body was too good for me to keep my calm.” He pecks my neck and smiles.

“Can we date, jagi?” He asked. He was a whole different person now, giving me puppy eyes and crap. This dude is so confusing.

“yes, we can date Kookie.” I reply. He smiles at me.

“I’m tired, I’m going to sleep.” He calmly tells me, closing his eyes. I smile at him.

“Me too.” I say, also closing my eyes.

I applaud myself! This was a pretty rough smut, I will admit. I’M SORRY FOR BEING HORNY, OK? lol, I’m weird. But you’re horny too for reading this.

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Whatever I want...

Words Count: +3000 (Sorry)

Warning: Teasing, Heavy Make out, smut.

/*It turns out becoming so lame, sorry.*/

As I walk through the front door, I feel excitement to see Henry, is been a few weeks since we spend proper time together. I called him early to inform the meeting was a success and he told me we were going to celebrate tonight.

“Henry, I’m home!” I call, looking for him.

He comes from the dinner room, smiling sweetly at me. “Congratulations, my love.” He says as he approaches me. He kisses deeply, holding my face. It takes my breath away, but I don’t want to part. I feel the weight of the past days been lifted of my shoulders. I want nothing more than stay in this man’s arms for as long as possible.

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Baron Corbin - Thigh Riding

Word count: 2,375

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When I heard the hotel room door slam I knew Tom was home. He was still fuming from his loss at the elimination chamber earlier that night. I turned off the steamy water and stepped out of the shower and wrapped a warm towel round my naked body. I could hear my boyfriend pacing round the rooms and occasionally throwing things here and there. Swearing at myself for leaving my clothes on the bed I stepped out and into the cool hall, rushing over to the bedroom.

I clumsily stumbled into a body I knew too well as Toms, throwing an arm up to catch myself. He seemed more than pleased by my current appearance, a smirk plastered across his face.

“Forget something?” He held up my boy short knickers.

I frowned and made an attempt for them only for him to hold them higher. It was only when I surrendered that he handed them to me. I slipped them on under the towel, self-conscious of my body. This annoyed Tom, to him I was the best looking girl in the world. He pushed past me and it was then I noticed he still had his wrestling attire on. I creased my brows.

“Why’re you still wearing that?”

“I just stormed out. I didn’t even shower.” He struggled with the clothes in his bag.

I smiled at the way he looked in his tights. If you looked hard enough you could see his semi hard on through them. God I fucking loved the way he touched me. He could be so gentle at times and others so rough, it was simply amazing. And his tongue, don’t get me started. It was a wonder how he could possibly reach my lips when making love to me he’s so tall compared to me. He must’ve seen me staring in the mirror.

“Like what you see?”

A blush crept onto my cheeks. He spun round and sat on the edge of the bed, tossing his wrestling bag carelessly onto the floor.

“C'mere, beautiful.” He reached out to me.

Slowly my feet brought me to stand in front of him. Even when he sat on the mattress I was no match for his towering figure. The room was dark apart from the small lamp in the corner giving off just enough light for us to see each other. His eyes were full of lust now. They were staring right through me. There was no telling what could happen from here.

He took my hand and pulled me closer to stand in between his legs, my breathing was becoming unsteady. His lips brushed mine before I bravely connected them. It was sweet and gentle at first but soon became rough and needy. My hands flew up tangling themselves with the length of his hair. A low moan came from the back of his throat when I tugged at it. He grabbed at my arse through the towel begging for me to take it off. His lips moved to my neck leaving a trail of wet kisses. He began sucking on the spot where my jawline met my neck.

“…Tom.” I moaned tugging his still damp hair.

He pulled me closer to straddle his lap, his hand resting on my lower back. My lips parted and I creased my brows as Tom sucked harder at the skin at the nape of my neck, sure to leave a love bite. I threw my head back at the sensation. He moved his lips to my ear.

“Move your hips for me, baby.” He whispered.

“W-what?” I batted my eyes, unsure of what he was asking of me.

He took hold of either side of my hips rolling them forward, watching me as he did so. I moaned as my clit moved along the buttons and ties alone his tights. Tom seemed pleased with himself. I continued the motion with my hips. Tom moved one of his hands down to my aching core sliding a single finger up the soaked material.

“So wet for me, baby.” He smiled.

My eyes grew wide when Tom brought his finger into his mouth, sucking my juices off.

“You taste good.” He hummed closing his eyes savouring the taste.

Tom looked at me and smiled. His leg began to bounce up and down. He gripped my hips hard and helped me move them faster. I didn’t know how long I was gonna last. I threw my head onto his shoulder and squeezed my eyes shut with the burst of pleasure running through my body. I could feel the knot in my stomach beginning to form.

“Fuck, Tom.. Please.”

All at once everything stopped. Tom had stopped bouncing his leg and moving my body.

“What the fuck!”

“Get up.” He demanded.

I huffed, doing as I was told. He stood from the bed shadowing over me. His fingers hooked into the towel that was still wrapped round my small figure and ripped it away throwing it across the room. I was left in only my knickers as he pushed me down onto the mattress, hovering over me.

My nipples made contact with his bare tattooed chest. He licked a bold stripe in between them, grabbing a nipple with his teeth and sucking lightly. My back arched off the mattress. Toms fingers skimmed down my sides and hooked into my knickers.

“I want to take them off.” I nodded.

I watched as he slowly pulled them down my legs admiring the view.


“Jesus, Tom do something.”

He seemed to be amused by my impatience. He brought his lips up to my ear.

“Do what, baby?”

“Touch me… please.” I panted.

“Where do you want daddy to touch you?”

“Anywhere.. Everywhere.” I murmured.

This was enough for him as he swiftly pushed himself back down between my legs. The teasing wasn’t over though. Toms hands felt ever so gently down each of my thighs, leaving trails of wet kisses alone the way. He sucked the sensitive skin every so often sure to leave love bites. His nose brushed my clit. Hot breath fanning over my wet pussy. His long fingers parted my folds licking up some of my juices, holding my gaze hostage the entire time. I squirmed round on the mattress. Impatient, I grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him forward. His mouth connected with my wet sweetness. Immediately Toms mouth got to work.

His tongue flicked over my clit moving in figure eight motions. My mouth parted in pleasure. I felt one of his digits sink into me. It began to pump in and out at a fast pace. My backed arched off the mattress and I fisted at the duvet. He used his free hand to hold me in place on the bed.

“Shit, fucking don’t stop!”

Tom chuckled into my dripping core. He inserted another finger, pumping even faster and harder this time. Jesus. I moaned loader. My hips rolled into his mouth, desperate for more contact. I could feel it coming on. I was so close.

“F-fuck, I’m g-gonna..”

My hands found themselves tangled in the back of Toms head and one yanking at the duvet covers as I came undone into his mouth. Tom hummed in pleasure as he licked me clean.

My torso rose and fell at an unsteady pace, my arms falling to my sides. Tom rose above me and stepped out of his wrestling tights leaving him in merely his briefs, precome already staining the outside of them.

“You gonna help me, baby?”

The bed squeaked as he towered over me, a knee on either side of my thigh as I sat up. I pulled the black material down freeing his length. He grabbed my hair pulling it back in one of his hands as I held the length in mine, licking a bold line up the base of it. I took the swollen head in my mouth pumping the rest in my hand. Tom hissed at the new feeling. I tilted my head a few timed before removing it from my mouth, making a popping sound.

“You like sucking daddies dick, baby?” I hummed stroking his length.

He leaned down placing a kiss on my lips. I took him into my mouth again, taking more this time. I didn’t have a gag reflex which was a good thing when it came to things like this. I pressed my nails into the base of his balls like I knew he liked causing him to push himself further into my mouth. I squeezed my eyes closed.

“Fuck yes, princess. Do it again.” He groaned.

I complied. I knew he loved that. His length began to twitch in my mouth. I knew he was close. My actions became more swift. I dug my nails into him again. Toms eyes squeezed shut and his head rolled back. He came into my mouth, shooting his load down my throat. I moaned, swallowing and licking his length clean of the saltiness.

I watched as he came down from his high. His breath shaky. He took my face in his large hand placing a lazy kiss to my lips. His tongue brushed against my bottom lip asking for entrance to which I accepted. Our tongues moved together as one. We moved backward so that he was on top of me now with our heads on the pillows.

“I want to ride you, daddy.” I spoke in between kisses.

In one swift movement Tom had me straddling his lap again. Usually he would protest, always wanting to be the dominate one. Not tonight. I positioned him at my entrance and he wasted no time in forcefully slamming into me. He guided my waist as I began moving them up and down at a steady slow pace. Tom watched as I rolled my head back in pleasure.

He caught hold of my hips and lifted them slightly before pounding into me fast and hard. I could hear his balls smacking against my skin. I grabbed at his hands but he was too strong. His fingers dug into my skin. I threw my head back and I arched my back. The pleasure was so intense.


He kept going, his focus on showing just how dominate he could be in this position. Our moans were filling the room and I was wondering if the people above or below us were going to call down and complain about all the noise.  The bed squeaked with every hard thrust and I could hear the headboard hitting the wall. I was afraid we would have to pay for a hole in the wall pretty soon.

When he finally stopped I fell forward onto his chest, both of our breathing erratic. My eyelids feeling heavy. I felt weak. It was a wonder how neither of us had came yet. I began moving my lower body in a circular motion, rolling my hips into his.

“God, you’re so beautiful.” He moaned pushing a strand of hair from my face.

I could hear Toms breathing begin to hitch in his throat. His moans becoming for frequent. He was close.

I began to bounce up and down on his length. His head moved to the side and his chest moved up and down rapidly.

“Fuck, baby stop. Stop.” He demanded.

I kept going, my motions becoming swifter. I wanted to see him come. I felt his dick twitch inside me a few times before a burst of warm thick liquid shot into me. I liked the feeling of him coming inside me. Toms eyes squeezed shit and he bit down on him bottom lip to stop himself from screaming out. I was frightened when he opened his eyes again, he was angry.

In an instant we were flipped over and Tom was on top of me. He slammed into me hard hitting my spot with each hard thrust.

“C'mon. Let go.” He growled.

I could feel the knot in my stomach beginning to form for the third time this night. Toms hand moved down in between us and rubbed circles into my clit. His other held the back of my thigh tightly to his waist. My nails scraped down his back leaving a trail of prominent red lines. I couldn’t hold on any longer.

“Fuck, fuck, fucking fuuck! Oh Tom!”

My back arched up off the mattress. Toms lips came down onto my neck and harshly sucked leaving a bruise as he rode out my orgasm.

Tom plopped down beside me on the bed, exhausted. He was sat on his side, his head propped up on his elbow. My hand found its way to the back of his head playing with his hair. We lay in the dark room in silence recovering from our rough actions. Finally I broke the silence.

“I’m sorry you didn’t win, baby.”

He snickered, “Believe me, I won.”

I giggled at his comment. Toms fingers traced the small bruises in the form of finger prints on my waist and thigh, a frown playing on his face. He’d never been that hard on me before.

“Was I too rough?” I pulled his hand away.

“No.. I liked it. It was perfect.” I reassured him, kissing at his knuckles.

It was a few minutes before he spoke again.

“You let me come inside you?” I smiled.

“It felt good. I’d do it again.” He laughed at this.

I turned to fully face him, my fingers tracing the inc of his tattooed chest. His eyes never left me. I tried to go over how to bring up what I wanted to say.

“I want to do it again.. like that.” I said barely above a whisper furrowing my brows, unable to meet the gaze I knew was still upon me.

Despite my entire body being sore and covered in love bites and bruises I liked what we did. It felt good. Fuck it was overwhelming. I had no idea he was capable of doing something like that. Tom ran his fingers up and down my arm leaving goose bumps behind. He sighed heavily. He pulled my chin up so that I was facing him again, a delicate kiss placed on my lips.

“I’d only do it with you. For you, baby.”



tiberius (i tried something)

warnings: implied emotional abuse, discussion of abuse and abusive tactics

“Steve,” Natasha says, putting one hand on his arm just as he’s about to climb out of the car.

Steve turns to listen to whatever it is she has to say. Her expression is grim, delicate brows twisted just a little.

“Remember how I said I thought Tony’s boyfriend was abusive?”

“I remember,” Steve agrees.

“I want you to also remember that whatever he shows you may not reflect that.”

“I…think I understand.” Steve frowns as he tries to piece together what he thinks she’s telling him. “You’re saying…he’ll hide what he does.”

“It could be misdirection, distraction, or the abuse may just be part of a private facet of his personality. Whatever it is, he may not seem like the type of man who could be abusive. Do you see what I’m saying?”

Steve swallows. “You think he might pull one over on me. Make me think he’s a nice guy.”

Natasha looks him unflinchingly in the eye. “He’s an abuser. Abusers are exceptionally good at camouflaging themselves. If they weren’t, they wouldn’t have partners, and they wouldn’t get away with the things they do.”

“Okay,” Steve says, back straightening. “I have to be alert. I can do that.”

Natasha catches him by the arm again and Steve pauses, surprised. “Don’t beat yourself up if he gets you, Steve,” she says. “There are trained professionals who study men like this who still get caught up in their webs.”

Apprehension creeps up Steve’s spine. This time when he reaches for the door, Natasha lets him get it open. He steps out into the bright sunshine and he’s turning to shut the door when Natasha calls, “And Steve?”

He pokes his head back in the car.

“If Tony gets weird, or seems not like himself, that’s why. It won’t have anything to do with you. Don’t make it about you.”

“Sure,” Steve says, throat suddenly dry. He can do that.

Dammit, Natasha’s always right.

Steve goes in fully prepared to be civil with Tiberius, but not a bit warmer. But then, as Tony—who is strange and sullen, just like Natasha said he might be—is introducing them, Tiberius spots an older woman to Steve’s right who has a swathe of bad burns up her arm and across half of her face, the scarred skin completely covering her eye.

When Tiberius opens his mouth, Steve is braced for something that will grind his teeth, but all Tiberius says is, “I’m sorry, give me just a minute.”

Then he goes to the woman and touches her shoulder. Steve doesn’t expect to see her light up the way she does, or the warm hug they share.

Tony must see his confusion because he says, “That’s Aiyana. She works for Viastone. Two years ago her husband set her house on fire with her inside.”

Horrified, Steve stares at Tony.

“Ty pays his janitorial staff better than most places, but four weeks in the hospital is still over the threshold of affordability for them. He paid her bills, visited her three times a week the whole stay.” Tony’s expression is soft and said. “Ty’s good to his people—it’s a big part of why I fell in love with him.”

“Sorry,” Tiberius says when he returns, hand outstretched to shake Steve’s hand. “Friend I haven’t seen in awhile. So, Steve, what is it you like to do?”

After, Steve sits in shock, a beer in one hand. “He seems like a good guy,” he says incredulously to Natasha. “He asked about my art. He brought Tony drinks and talked about how Viastone’s success is founded on treating every employee like a person first and an employee second. He’s funny and—” Steve takes a long pull from his beer, feeling hunted. “He got me,” he croaks. “But I knew—

“Imagine how it went for Tony.”

Steve pales. “He never stood a chance.”

Natasha nods. “He’s all smiles and charm until he’s got you in his web. Then it’s too late. You’re stuck.”

Steve glances over at Natasha, away from the wall. “Then how do we—how can we help him?”

Natasha shrugs with one shoulder. “Just keep doing what you’re doing. All it takes is one person who treats you like you matter—like you’re more than a thing.” She looks across the room to where Clint is sitting and they exchange a look that says more than some of the books Steve’s read. “Be patient. Tony has to see for himself what Tiberius is doing to him or he’ll stay stuck.”

Steve chews his lip. “There’s nothing else I can do?”

Natasha turns eyes that know too much on him. “Rhodes and Pepper are Tony’s oldest friends aside from Tiberius. You’ve seen how Tony holds them at arm’s length. They tried to make him see. All you can do is refuse to let Tony lie to himself about his culpability in this and wait. Then, when he’s ready, you help him get free.”

Steve takes a shaky breath. Inaction in the face of something like this goes against everything Steve believes, everything he’s fought for. He wants to forcibly remove Tony and make him see sense, even though he can hardly see it himself. But yeah, he’s seen the way Tony all but cut Rhodes out of his life, how stiff and formal he is around Pepper, and according to Natasha they’re his best friends. Rhodes spent three months in the desert searching for Tony. They had tried what Steve wants to try and it had blown up in their faces.

He can’t make the same mistake.

“Okay,” he says, taking another unsteady breath. “Then that’s my play. Wait and watch.”

Natasha smiles thinly behind her own glass bottle. “Might just be the hardest fight of your life, Rogers.”

Kai scenario - Yes Daddy

Part 2 of Yes mommy

Genre: smut (obviously XD)

Warnings: daddy!kink, sex toys, bondage, so much dirty talk!

Previously: “I’ve missed you too much to let you get off that easily. Now it’s daddy’s turn.” My eyes went wide as Kai reached into his nightstand and pulled out my vibrating panties. “No! Not those! Anything but those!” I begged. Wearing those panties means multiple orgasms without Kai inside of me. I loved the way he felt!

“Sorry, jagi~ You kept me waiting way too long.”

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Like I’m Gonna Lose You - E.D



We were walking on moonlight
And you pulled me close
Split second and you disappeared
And then I was all alone

Y/N’s p.o.v


“No no no please don’t go. Ethan please. What did I do wrong? Why are you leaving?” I ask Ethan as he packs his bags saying nothing to me. “I don’t love you anymore okay?” He says raising his voice. “Why? What did I do wrong to make you not love me?” I scream. “It’s not what you did wrong it’s what I did wrong. And that was falling in love with someone emotionally unstable.” He says zippering his bag. I slide down the picture filled wall without faces and put my head in my hands. I never thought Ethan Dolan would hurt me. But here I am.


I woke up in tears
With you by my side
breath of relief
And I realized
No, we’re not promised tomorrow


“Baby wake up. Stop crying it’s ok, what happened?” My eyes shoot open to see a half sleeping Ethan towering above me. Clearly awaken from me and my nightmare. I throw my arms around him and squeeze tight. “Your breathing is so unsteady baby, calm down. You’re going to pass out.” Ethan says rubbing the back of my head while hugging me. He sits up, his back against the headboard. I throw my right leg over him and sit on his lap. I grab his face in my hands and start crying at the picture in front of me. “Don’t cry baby. What happened?” He asks rubbing my back.


So I’m gonna love you
Like I’m gonna lose you
I’m gonna hold you
Like I’m saying goodbye
Wherever we’re standing
I won’t take you for granted
‘cause we’ll never know when
When we’ll run out of time

“You told me you didn’t love me. You were packing your bags. In our home. This home. Right here in this room. Your said it was your mistake for falling in love with someone so emotionally unstable.” I say to him crying again. “Baby I would never leave you for that reason. Or for any reason at all. We are in this together. We are a team and we will get through this together. Rule the world together. Nothing will take me from you.” HE says to me kissing my forehead. “I love you.” He says softly. “I love you too Ethan. Please don’t leave.” I say returning back to my laying spot on the left side of our bed. “I won’t. Now go back to sleep. I’ll be here when you wake up.” He says as I slowly close my eyes falling back into a slumber.

In the blink of an eye
Just a whisper of smoke
You could lose everything
The truth is you never know

So I’ll kiss you longer, baby
Any chance that I get
I’ll make the most of the minutes
And love with no regrets

Let’s take our time
To say what we want
Use what we got
Before it’s all gone
'Cause no, we’re not promised tomorrow

Ethan’s p.o.v

She seems to be having this dream a lot and dreams related to me leaving her. I don’t know why but they seem to be occurring more and more. She seems to have it nailed in her head that I’m going to leave her. I would never. The thought of leaving her gives me anxiety as bad as it does her. I could never imagine my life without her. Nonetheless I probably wouldn’t have a life or be living for that matter if it wasn’t for her.  I owe it all to her. My happiness. I get to fall asleep next to my main light and happiness every single night. IT makes me the happiest man ever. Something so precious could mean so much. Who knew?

So I’m gonna love you
Like I’m gonna lose you
I’m gonna hold you
Like I’m saying goodbye
Wherever we’re standing
I won’t take you for granted
'Cause we’ll never know when
When we’ll run out of time
So I’m gonna love you
Like I’m gonna lose you
I’m gonna love you
Like I’m gonna lose you

Y/N’s p.o.v

I wake up stretching my arms and legs out of the white comforter covering me. I open my eyes, rubbing them and yawning. I sit up and see Ethan looking at me. “Good morning princess.” HE smiles. I smile and yawn again. “mmmm morning.” I say plopping back down into my lying position. “I told you id be here when you wake up.” He says laying down with me rubbing his warm hand up and down my bare back. “that you sure did.” I say closing me eyes again. Happy. Happy is what I felt. All because of one human. Who Knew?

Rescue •P2•

Avengers x Reader

Masterlist | Rescue Masterlist | Part One

Summary: reader is getting a tour of her new job at the Avengers tower, but happens to be the only one who notices an oncoming jet, about to crash into the building.

Word Count: 1362

Warnings: swearing + tiny bit’a fluff from secondary characters :)

A/N: I got so much great feedback from you lovelies for P1. You are amazing. Sorry, it’s a bit of a filler part, but I thought I’d get it over with. Enjoy, dears 💛

If you ask anyone who I’ve ever briefly known who I am, I guarantee the response would be along these lines:

“Y/N? Oh, yeah, I remember her. She was pretty nice, I guess. I never knew her that well.”

That’s who I was. That’s who I am. The nice girl people don’t usually look at. I’m the one who will have a conversation with you if you come to me. I’m the polite girl you know will hold the door open for you. I’m the girl who will crack a joke while I’m talking to you, relaxed, like it doesn’t take me any effort to get a laugh out of you. That’s me. The nice girl in the distance who people don’t notice until they need her. And as much as I would’ve liked to change that, I didn’t want it to change it like this. I don’t want to be the girl who defied Tony Stark on her first day of working for him.

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Control her -Justin Bieber imagine(mature)

Justin and Y/N experiments with handcuffs.

I click the handcuffs around her dainty wrists to the white metal bedframe. I couldn’t wait to please her, to take control but after all this was Y/N idea.

“Are you sure Y/N, I don’t want to force you into anything.” I say seriously. I didn’t want to pressure her into something out of her comfort zone. I wrap my arms around her her neck, pulling her close to me. The presence of her smaller body against mine was so pleasing and satisfying, making me want to clutch her so tightly and never let her go. “I want to please you though” she says softly. I continue to hug her tighter, “You do please me.” She did. She pleases more than anything else, anyone else. She didn’t know how much I needed her.

A sudden soft touch against my bare chest breaks me off my day dream. I do remember Y/N reply to the topic. She accidently found out my pleasure for a submissive lover. Why didn’t I clear my history off my Macbook.

“Justin, what are you waiting for?”

A melodiously giggle rings into my ears. I glance down to see a smile spawn over her face. She pouts her lips into a cute experrison. I lean down to kiss her lips.

Was she this impatience?

“Getting impatient are we now? I say to tease her, smiling cheekily at her.

I softly grip the sides of her waist, caressing her skin as softly as possible not wanting to freak her out or anything. I pull my head back to examine her body sprawled all out in front of me. I instantly lick my lips at the sight. The wildness of her hair, covering the white pillow beneath her, framing her gorgeous face. Not to mention her tender nubs all out for me, that I wanted to bite so bad. I bite down harshly on my bottom lip, trying to steady myself and not to break the self control I have. I lean down, pecking her stomach ever so slightly.

I move down eyeing her heat. I glance up to find her watching my movements with wide eyes. I leave one of my hands off her waist and brush my thumb between her legs. She muffles a whine above me. I pull my face away evilly, continuing to slowly rub her through her thin panties. I could already feel her wetness through the fabric, no doubt in my mind she’ll fall apart soon. I did love the control I had over her.

“Baby?” I whisper, prying her eyes to open.

She has her eyes shut tightly, clutching onto her bottom lip between her teeth. She was a sight to see, a sight that’ll only be mine. The way her body will squirm and shuffle under mine made me lose my mind. I did feel bad for torturing her but at the same time it made me feel superior. I wanted to see her shake in pleasure beneath me, to hear my name from her sweet lips over and over again. Y/N suddenly breathes out my name, turning my full attention back to her.

“Please give me something mor-e.” She harshly yanks against the handcuffs.

I grin as I hear the dangling sound of the metal hitting against each other. I pull my thumb away from her heat, grinning evilly. She whimpers in disappointment.

“Tell me, Y/N.” I say, staring at her face as I continue, “tell me what you want me to do.”

She narrows her eyes at me, disappointment evident in her eyes. I hover my body above hers, placing both my arms beside her head. She focuses her eyes at me, flicking her orbs over my face. I roughly plunge two digits in her heat. The tightness of her walls rubbing against my fingers made me leave a low groan from my throat. God she was so tight and wet. She opens her mouth, a barely audible gasp leaves her sweet lips, the high pitched whine was like music to my ears. The noise sending a tingling shiver straight to my shaft. She thrust her hips up to my working fingers. I chuckle at her cute attempt to get more friction.

“Patience baby,” I whisper lowly as I speed up my movements a tad, her walls so incredibly amazing against my fingers, making me think about giving up and going straight to fucking her until she cries out for me to stop. I let out a groan even at the thought of it.

I glance down to her heat. My fingers moving into her heat a fast pace, her panties fully soaked, creating a patch.

How was she so wet?

I retract my fingers from her heat, a string of juices along with it. My fingers were fully glistening with her juices. I bring my fingers to my lips, sucking slowly, making sure to tease Y/N. The facials of her aftermath was so sexy. She looked so vulnerable and fucked, just the way I liked it. She bites her lip, making me wildly growl at the sight of her. I quickly pull my fingers out and practically rip her panties off. The waiting needed to be over. I tug down my sweatpants and boxers in one swift go, not wanting to wait any longer. My mind could only focus one thing and that pleasing Y/N. My shaft feels so amazing to finally free from what felt like torture. I aline my shaft with her awaiting heat. I slowly push in, thrusting carefully, making sure to not hurt Y/N. I suck in a breath at the feeling of her walls around my member. She gasps above me.

“Are you ok babe?” I breathe out.

“Yea-h, just move a bit.”

I happily oblige to her request and begin to thrust my hips in a steady pace, the feeling making me lose control instantly. I speed up my thrusts. I look down to her face. Her eyes were shut tightly, her mouth slightly parted with little pants leaving her lips. I glance down to where our bodies are joined, memorised by the erotic sight. I slam into her harder, wanting to bring us to our orgasms faster. I start to feel sweat build up on my forehead. I could feel my orgasm coming a little too fast with the way she was rubbing my shaft to amazingly. I bring my eyes to her chest. I could see the way her chest was moving, beating fast like a drum. I take a nipple between my teeth and bite on it teasingly. I knew how much she liked it when I did. My name sweetly leaves her lips.

“I can’t hold on any long-er,” she breathes out along with many heavy pants.

I tuck my head in her neck. I grunt lowly as I feel her walls clench around my shaft, indicating she was already there. She leaves a high pitched whine as she squirms against my body below me. The warmth of her unsteady breathing blowing into my left ear. I push a final thrust before I feel myself let go. I leave a string of curse words as I spill my seed inside of her. I pull out, slapping my body against hers like a dead piece of meat.

“Justin, move away from me,” She laughs breathlessly as she tries to push me off her body.

“You’re sweaty, stop it,” she continues to whine like a baby.

I laugh breathlessly at her immature pleads for me to get off her. I forcefully push my tired sweaty body off hers. That was amazing. She was amazing. Y/N was someone I only met a month ago. Even though of the age gap between us, our relationship was perfectly stable.

“Untie me please?” I glance up to see Y/N wriggling her wrist against the restraints. I chuckle at her, almost forgetting about the handcuffs.

“You are amazing Y/N,” I say as I lightly peck her lips.

Movie Night

Word Count: 2059, warnings: Fluffy and smutty

“Movie night!”

Henry look at my suspiciously excited expression. He knows I’m up to something. We always have movie night. Watching movies together is something we like to do. But due to him been famous is hard to go to movie theater, so we watch at home instead.

“What movie did you pick?” He asks going to the kitchen to grab beer.

“Is an old movie I wanted to watch for a long now. I finally found it,” I say smiling at him.

“What’s the title?” He asks this time raise his eyebrows at me.

“It’s 2003; I Capture the Castle, starring one of my favorites actor ever.” He roll the eye at my comment.

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I can’t think straight


This is a b-day present for @bisexualcastlemore because today is her birthday (yay!)

Summary: Simon is straight. And he’s absolutely not attracted to his roommate. Well maybe he is. A little. Maybe a little too much.

Note: This has nothing to do with neither the film nor the book with the same title (besides the fact that it’s also gay af)

(eight year AU)


I like girls. I like Agatha. Yes, Agatha. I need to focus on that thought.


But it’s so fucking hard to focus when your roommate has the perfect lips. And the perfect torso. And the perfect arse…


No, no, no, no, no.

I don’t like male butts. And I definitely don’t like Baz’s round and firm arse. And I positively don’t want to squeeze it right now.


I look up at Baz’s face. “What?”

“You’re staring,” he says, looking back at me.

“Not at all!”

“Are you uncomfortable with me changing in the room?” he asks. “I can change in the bath-”

No!” He cocks an eyebrow at me. “I mean… this… This is your room, too.”

“Okay,” he says. He looks amused. The bloody bastard. I bet he’s doing all of this on purpose.

Like now. He’s wetting his upper lip with his tongue. I wonder what it would be like to lick them with my own tongue. To do it while grabbing his perfectly smooth hair with my fist. Yes. No.



“I need to use the bathroom.”

“Agatha! Wait,” I shout after her in the Great Lawn, after classes. I haven’t seen her since we broke up.

“What do you want Simon?”

“Do you still love me?” I ask her, taking her hand into mine. It’s so soft. I wonder if holding Baz’s hand would be like this. Probably not. It would probably be rougher but also sturdier. It would be like walking on the edge of a cliff. I would intertwine my fingers with his to make sure I didn’t fall down. I feel my heart beating faster at the thought.

“Of course I do. It’s just…” Agatha says, with her beautiful pale pink lips. Baz’s lips are thinner. I could capture both between mine.

I close the distance and kiss her. She lets me do it.

We are alone. Everyone must be already at dinner.

I think of kissing Baz’s mouth. Would he taste like this? I’d move my lips and clash them against his, hard. I’d touch that perfect torso with my hands and then I’d let one fall lower and lower.

“Simon!” Agatha protests. I remove my hand. “I don’t want to do that. I love you but I don’t think I can go all the way.”

“What do you mean?”

“I think I’m asexual,” she answers. She looks at me unsure. “Is that a problem for you?”

“Yes. I mean no! I mean… maybe. I don’t know, Agatha.” I don’t know why I touched her like that. “I just… I think… I think I just want to make sure I’m not gay.”

“To make sure?” Agatha looks confused and mad at the same time. “And you’re using me?”

I reach for her lips again.

“No, Simon. This is not okay.” She pushes me aside. “I’m not a tool that you can use whenever you please.”

“I wasn’t using you! I like you. I like this. I was…” What was I trying to prove, again? Ah yes. “I was just trying to remind myself that I like you and not other people.”

“Same difference.”

“I’m sorry,” I say. And I mean it. I didn’t want to hurt her.

“Yeah,” she says, already leaving.

“You did what?” Hollstein looks at me, scandalised, after I explain her what I did to Agatha.

Hollstein is our classmate. She likes both boys and girls, so I thought she could give me some advice on the matter.

“I did it to remind my brain that I’m not gay,” I tell her.

“Merlin, that’s so stupid,” she says, placing the palm of her hand on her face. “It’s like trying to prove yourself you don’t like chocolate by eating only cheese.”

“But I like both chocolate and cheese,” I argue.

“That’s my point.”

“Oh.” Oh. “You mean, that I’m bi? Do you think I’m bisexual like you?”

“I don’t know, Simon. Maybe. You could also be pansexual or demisexual or a lot of other things,” Hollstein explains.

“How do I know?” I ask her.

“You’ll know it in the right time.” I may look so uncertain to her, that she adds “And even if you never figure it out, it’s okay. Labels don’t define us people.”

That definitely makes me feel better. “Thank you, Hollstein.”

“Anytime, Simon.” She smiles at me.

I go back to our room. I skipped dinner but I don’t care. There’re other things I want to eat. And all of them are Baz.

He looks at me as I step in.

“What’s wrong with you, Snow? You weren’t there at dinner,” he says as I step closer. “It’s not like you to skip a meal. Are you sick?”

I don’t answer him. I step a little closer.

“Aren’t you hungry?” he asks.

“Very,” I reply, stepping even closer. “I was saving my appetite for dessert.”

I stare at his lips. Merlin, I want to touch them. So I do. I trace them with my finger and he parts them.

I close the distance between our faces and I brush the tip of his nose with mine. I can feel his breath right now. Almost as unsteady as my heart pounding against my chest. Almost as strident.

I move my hand to his hair. Perfectly slicked back. I grab some of it with my fist. He closes his eyes and moans. So I do the same with my other hand.

I pull his head slightly down, enough for my lips to meet his. I begin to move them against his. And he moves his back. Then, the movement becomes more aggressive, more urgent. Desperate. And our tongues find their way into each other’s mouth.

I’m kissing Baz.

I’m kissing my enemy. But he no longer feels like my enemy. He feels like everything I’ve ever wanted.

“Simon!” Agatha grabs my wrist at lunch, the next day. “I just want you to know that I’m not mad, anymore. Hollstein explained everything to me.”

She’s also there. They’re actually holding hands. Wait.

“Are you two together?” I ask, bewildered.

They giggle. 

“Are you in love with a bloke?” Agatha asks.

I look at Baz, who’s coming at my direction right now. I take his hand. And intertwine my fingers with his. Then, with my thumb I start tracing letters on his palm. The first one is an I

Agatha gapes at us.

“I’m not in love,” I say.


“Maybe I’m attracted to someone,” I continue.


“With irritatingly perfect hair,”


“And perfect lips,”


“A person perfect in every way,”


“You’d think I love him,” I say.


“But the truth is I hate him.”


I finish tracing letters on Baz’s palm.

“Yeah. Me too,” Baz says. “I love you, too.”


Ari: I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it ;)

Undeserving | Jeff Atkins

Originally posted by merci-angel

“You forgot to pick me up from dance practice! I had to walk home in the pouring rain at 11 at night Jeff! I stayed late because I thought my boyfriend would be kind enough to pick me up like he offered to do, just a couple of hours before, but no! He was too busy getting drunk at Bryce Walker’s party” I scoff holding back my tears, I hated fighting with Jeff but I wasn’t going to let this go easy

“I’m sorry-”

“Oh you’re sorry now? Funny, when I called you last night asking if you could pick me up, you know what you said to me? ‘Find your own way home slut’” I whimpered not being able to control the tears falling from my eyes, I let out multiple unsteady breaths, instantly muffling them with my hand.

Jeff reached out to me but I quickly moved to avoid his touch, closing my eyes to avoid that painful that appeared in his eyes, I took a deep breath and lifted my head trying to keep it high.

“Now if you’ll excuse me, I think it would be best if we took a break from our relationship, because I didn’t deserve to be hurt like this” I forced out with a shaky voice then turned away and headed home.

Part 2(s) We & I

A/N: Hello there, hope you enjoyed this, it was unrequested but I came to writing it as I attempted writing my other requests but this did not fit any, anyway thank you for reading, don’t be afraid to request