my life went by waiting for you

anonymous asked:

Wait you went to the concert? How was it? Was Jungkook smaller in person from what you could see?


unfortunately i was too far away from the stage to talk about size lolol but ive met them before and let me tell you jungkook is NOT smaller in person O.O but anyways gjhlfdfdjkgfkdh the concert was amazing. the boys really went all out putting this tour together and you could definitely tell. it really paid off. each of their individual stages (since they each sang their solo songs) were fucking mindblowing. jungkook was dancing his ass off (and had a rotating stage at the beginning????), jimin was fUCKING BLINDFOLDED AT ONE POINT, yoongis stage was so brilliant omg everyone was silent and shell-shocked while watching him, he had such a presence about him even during while performing. tae’s was OMG HIS FUCKING HIGH NOTES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HE KILLED IT THIS BOY SHOULD SING FALSETTO FOR THE REST OF HIS LIFE ISTG. jin’s was so sweet OMG VOCAL KING he sang so beautifully and with so much emotion. and hobi’s was so cute omfg they had baby pictures playing on the screen in the background!!!!!! but namjoon’s really stood out in my mind. i like that song a lot anyways, but there were like raised blocks on the stage with some sort of blue light that resembled water that he walked across while performing and in the background were videos of space and under the sea and omg, the entire thing was just so deep. and then when the part came up where he said “i wish i could love myself” everyone shouted back “WE LOVE YOU” and i really hope he could hear us bc it was the cutest thing ever :”)

but as you may know my eyes were glued to jungkook the entire time during group performances. istg he has me under some sort of spell, bc i physically COULDNT look away. im so drawn to him in some otherworldly way, it was like i had a magnetic pull to him. he was pulling on the invisible strings of my heart and dragging me out of my seat to him. istg it feels like our souls are connected when we’re in the same room. this isnt just love. it feels more real—deeper, somehow. i dont know how to explain it. all i know is he makes me cry more than i ever have in my entire life and i want nothing more than to marry him, to have his children and to spend the rest of my life with him. I DONT EVEN WANT KIDS IN THE FUTURE BUT I WANT THEM WITH HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ugh im going on a tangent, im sorry. bottom line is that the wings tour was fucking amazing and all of you should spend the money and travel whatever distance you have to to go see them live. it is worth it. trust me.

To My Superman

Where to begin with all the thoughts running through my head about my feelings toward you? Let’s start from the beginning. The setting: 6th grade band class. You were new and quirky. You looked so nervous, and I wanted nothing more than to walk up and talk to you, to make sure that you were ok. So I did, and you kinda shrugged me off. “Oh, ok” I thought and went my way. But that didn’t stop me. I was as stubborn then as I am now. And I pursued you tooth and nail. My efforts worked because we became best friends! I’m so thankful everyday that I didn’t give up. Ever since then, we have had all kinds of hell thrown at us. We toughed it out and we are stronger than ever before. You are, and always have been the absolute love of my life and I can’t wait for the day we share the same name. I love you more than anything I could even think to muster up. And for the rest of our days, these will always be my words and they will always be true. I hope this cheers you up!

a lil blog

Legoland California used to be my favorite place in the world. It’s still way up there, in fact. We’d try to go every summer, with my late grandfather, drive for hours from Ventura to Anaheim, and spend all day rolling in LEGOs, and especially hitting the BIONICLE/TECHNIC build-you-own-stuff and video game rooms, playing BIONICLE: The Game, even though we owned our own copy at home. I remember, one of the last times we went there before moving out of California, they were playing Mask of Light on loop. My brother and I got separated from grandpa and ended up at the front desk waiting for him to pick us up, calmly watching MoL for what must have been the twentieth time.

Just one of those times in life you wish you could go back to, you know? Back when LEGO treated BIONICLE with respect, and it made up all of my childhood fantasies.


I got home from work absolutely exhausted. Yet, the moment I went in, I knew something was very wrong. Lucas waited for me, he had pulled a chair by the entrace and was sitting on it, waiting for me, with a cold stare I had only once seen in my life.

My dad used to look at me that way when he was… disapointed with me. That one time I pushed too far, he looked at me quite that coldly.

It froze me in place and I looked at him.

“Lucky Lucas? You’re still up? What’s wrong?”

In answer, he looked to the wall next to me, when I looked at it, I froze.

Oh no…


  • What she says: I'm fine
  • What she wants to say: I wanted to tell you one story. Uh. This is the story of the best meal I’ve ever had in my life, okay. Happened when I was eleven years old in Chicago, IL where I grew up. I went to a place called the Salt & Pepper Diner, uh, with my best friend John. We walk into the diner one day, and they had a jukebox there, okay? And the jukebox was three plays for a dollar. So we put in 7 dollars and selected 21 plays of of Tom Jones’s What’s New Pussycat. And then we ordered and waited.
  • Here’s the thing about when, uh, What’s New Pussycat plays over and over and over and over and over again. The second time it plays, your immediate thought is not ‘hey someone’s playing What’s New Pussycat again.’ It’s ‘hey, What’s New Pussycat is a lot longer than I first thought. The third time it plays you’re thinking maybe someone’s playing What’s New Pussycat again. The fourth time it plays you’re either thinking ‘whoa someone just played What’s New Pussycat FOUR TIMES or at least someone played it twice, and it’s a really long song.’ So the fifth time is the kicker, alright?
  • Now, John and I we’re watching the entire diner at this point, alright? Most people have gotten wind as to what’s going on. And we’re staring at this one guy and he’s sitting in like a booth with his stupid kids jumping around, and he’s like staring at his coffee cup like this, and he’s been onto us since the beginning. And he’s sitting there, and his hand is shaking, and he had this look on his face like, aw, like he had just gotten his thirty day chip from anger management. And he’s staring like this, and the fourth song fades out. It’s dead quiet. Then, I don’t know if you know this, but the song begins very quietly…
  • BWAAAH BWAAAAAH WHAT’S NEW PUSSYCAT and he goes GOD DAMN IT and pounds on the table, silverware flies everywhere, and it was fantastic. But a word about my best friend John and what a genius he was because when we first walked into the diner, okay? When we first got there and I’m punching in the What’s New Pussycats alright? I’ve punched in like 7 at this point then John says to me ‘hey hey hey before you punch in another What’s New Pussycat let’s drop in one It’s Not Unusual.’
  • Oh yes. That is when the afternoon went from good to great. After seven What’s New Pussycats. In a row - It played seven times. Suddenly - Dum da dum, IT’S NOT UNUSUAL and the sigh of relief that swept through the diner. People were so happy. It was like the liberation of France. You know for years scientists have wondered can you make grown men and women weep tears of joy by playing Tom Jones’s It’s Not Unusual and the answer is yes you can. Provided that it is preceded by seven What’s New Pussycats. It’s true. Dead honest.
  • And on the other hand. When we went back. Holy shit. It’s Not Unusual fade out. It’s dead quiet. BWAAAH BWAAAAH WHAT’S NEW PUSSYCAT people went insane. People went out of their minds. No one could handle it. No one could handle it. And they were surrounded by this seemingly indifferent staff that was just like ‘yup some crap as always.’
  • They unplugged the jukebox after eleven plays. And that was the best meal I ever had.

a list of my weirdly specific favorite tiny moments from hamilton

  • “everyone give it up for america’s favorite fighting frenchman / LAFAYETTE”
  • the descending bass notes after “at least i keep his eyes in my life” that lead into “to the groom!” 
  • that looooong pause after the second chorus before wait for it EXPLODES 
  • “thomas claaaaaaaaims”
  • the way the opening builds slowly with the cast snapping
  • eliza beatboxing for philip!!!
  • “we had a spy on the inside that’s right HERCULEEEEES MULLIGAN”
  • “you walked in and my heart went (BOOM)”
Reunited AUs

”I still have you in my phone under ‘don’t call’ even though it’s been years and I just accidentally sent you a rickroll oops” au

“this is so unfair there’s this song getting popular and the singer sounds like you and all these lyrics almost sound like they could be about me but you’re singing about lost love and you weren’t in love with me wait I’m watching the music video and crying and hey that’s definitely you wtf” au

“oh my god i just hit someone with my car and it’s you hey i’m sorry are you okay please don’t sue?” au

“we’re romantic leads in a play and hey what ruined our friendship again OH YEAH THIS INSANE CHEMISTRY this isn’t awkward at all” au

“you’re famous and just got asked if you were ever in love this should be good– WAIT WHAT” au

“so i know we just reunited but mind explaining how your whole life went to hell?” au

“you just liked a three year old photo of me on instagram i didn’t even know you had an account” au

“something came up and now i’m really scared you’ll spill this old secret of mine please don’t do that” au

“i’m a nurse and oh my god what happened why are you here i can’t lose you a second time” au 

“did you know when you meet your soulmate ‘x’ happens? the government’s kept it under wraps but i just found out and i think we should try again cause i always assumed it was coincidence but that thing happened when we met” au

“i’m moving and i know this is a long-shot but want my dog?? you’re the only other person it ever liked and i hate you but i love it” au

“i thought you hated me but i just accidentally sent you a booty text and you accepted and i am seriously considering it” au

“so i didn’t know why you dropped contact with me and i just found out and here’s how i totally did not do that” au

“we’re texting for the first time in forever and i told you about some stupid thing i did and sent a sarcastic ‘you must really miss me, huh’ and you just replied ‘yes’ and i think my heart just broke” au

“our best friends are dating you’re still the spawn of satan though” au

“i just found out through social media/mutual friends that you’re gay/bi/pan/etc. do you know how many times i did not make a move” au

“we’ve been chatting online and we get on really well and oh that explains it” au (bonus: i totally told you about my crappy ex oops it you)

TalesFromRetail: Wait, you met where??

No longer living the retail life (thank god) but I wanted to share one of my favorite stories from back in the good old days.

I was an assortment of positions at a huge drugstore chain (cashier, beauty specialist, photo tech), and I was working up front one night when a couple came up to ring out. I went through my normal procedure, you know, ringing items, asking how their night was, etc. when this conversation happened (this won’t be word for word, but this is essentially how the conversation went)..

Me: so how are you two doing tonight? Lady: amazing! This one just proposed! Me: oh that’s awesome, congratulations! Her: thank you so much! Me: so where did you two meet? Her: we’re cousins. Me: laughs Lady: … Me: … Lady: … Me: oh.. wait.. you’re serious? Lady: um.. yeah..

I just kept my mouth shut after that and finished ringing them up, and told them to have a good night. Never saw them again.

I was working in a pretty small town, but that had definitely been a first (and so far, a last).

By: mcnuggets42069

They tell you to wait for love because it will come to you when you least expect it. But that was never me. I wanted to make sure that I looked for love wherever I went. I wanted to search for it everywhere and in anything that my eyes landed on, even in the places that were too ugly for the soul to swallow. And in my mind, I only held one question: Would younger you approve of him?
—  Magi Camaj

Came home from school and found a very familiar cat sitting on our front porch, looking at me with a very put-off expression as if it wanted to You let me wait.

As soon as I saw the familiar black fur and the annoyed green eyes, I sighed. “Buddy, we talked about this – you don’t live here, remember?”


“Yeah, yeah,” I opened the door, letting the cat stroll into the apartment, and went straight for the phone to call my mum’s co-worker and my psychologist. “Uh, hey, Manuela. I found your cat again…”

“What?! Oh for the lord of… honestly, I still don’t know how he knows where you live. I’m so sorry for this rascal.”

“You’re laughing, though.”

“Only a bit. Can I come pick him up in an hour or so? I will be on lunchbreak then…”

“Yeah, sure,” I looked to the side, where Charly – that’s the rascal’s name – was sitting on the table, wiggling his tail while he aimed for my shoulder.

“Don’t you dare,” I muttered over at him.

“Sorry, what?”

“I was talking to your cat. Eh, an hour, you said. I will feed him something and we will wait for you, no problem.”

“Sweet! Thank you.”

I said goodbye and had barely time to put the phone down before Charly basically slammed into my shoulder from behind, claws digging into my sweater as he climbed upwards to perch on my shoulder.

Huffing, I shot him a look. “Happy now?”

Big green eyes stared back at me. “Meow.”

“You’re a handful, I hope you know that.”

I only got purring as an answer.


Short explanation – as I said, Charly is the cat of my mum’s co-worker who also was my psychologist for a while. He’s quite picky when it comes to humans, and his owners had always trouble finding someone who could watch over him while they were on vacation. Not because there weren’t people who volunteered, but because Charly bit and scratched and went completely wild whenever a “stranger” tried to enter the house to feed him.

When my mum’s co-worker heard that I like cats and are pretty good at handling them for some reason, she asked me if I could try feeding Charly for two days while she was on a business trip.

Well, long story short – Charly hissed and spit and went wild as soon as he saw me. He was a bit dumbfounded, though, when I just ignored him, walked past him and filled his bowl with his favorite food. Then I sat on the ground cross-legged, a few meters away from him and the bowl, pretending to be engrossed in a book that I had brought with me.

There was a long pause, before a very confused but curious cat started sniffing at my knee carefully, twitching away as I looked up for a moment. When I didn’t react further, he relaxed and went to eat.

Somehow, that had gained me his respect. The next day, he didn’t even try to fight me, prowling around me while I filled his bowl and purring contently all the while.

You can only imagine how dumbfounded I was when a few days later (my mum’s co-worker had already arrived back home) there was all of sudden a very familiar cat sitting on my front porch, meowing at me when I opened the door to see what was causing such a noise. Charly had come to visit me, entirely too content with strolling through our apartment and claiming my bed for himself. It took his owner coming over and picking him up that he left again.

Funny thing is – he lives at the other side of the town, and nobody knows how he found out where he had to go to see me.

Since then, that stubborn cat comes to visit me every two weeks or so, patiently waiting in front of my door until I come home from school. It’s as if he knows my schedule, always showing up exactly when it’s time for me to be home.

That damn cat adopted me for some reason. XD

OKAY, SO… This sigil isn’t mine. I found it on Tumblr, and decided how great it would be embroidered on a placemat type dealie for when you bust out the cards. I just ordered my first deck and am waiting for it to come in the mail… I’m super excited. As for who’s sigil it does originally belong to, in my notebook I have it sourced as being from @dailysigils. HOWEVER… I went to confirm this before posting, and I can’t for the life of me find the original art!! Can anyone confirm this?.. Ahhhh!

I went to bed really early last night around 9pm and let me tell you it was one of the best decisions of my life I had a dream were Viktor and Yuuri were on a date at this cute ass cat restaurant.

Patrons would wear cat ears and for some reason the food was hello kitty themed? Like rice shaped into hello kitty’s head, meat patties shaped into her head, you name it.

So Viktor was taking pictures of the cute food to show Yurio later and Yuuri is waiting for the cashier to ring them up when some rando from the kitchen eyes them suspiciously and I remember thinking “oh boi it’s about 2 get homophobic in here” but Yuuri awkwardly made eye with this random cook, grabbed Viktor by the arm and goes “h ah a hes my dad!!” And Viktor in the middle of taking a picture smiles at Yuuri and, without missing a beat goes “yup I’m his daddy :)”.

I jolted awake only to squint my eyes in the dark. I was woken up by my intense need to kinkshame these nerds.


movies i know by heart [4/–]: you’ve got mail

Last night I went to meet you, and you weren’t there. I wish I knew why. I felt so foolish. And as I waited, someone else showed up: a man who has made my professional life a misery. And an amazing thing happened. I was able, for the first time in my life, to say the exact thing I wanted to say at the exact moment I wanted to say it. And, of course, afterwards, I felt terrible, just as you said I would. I was cruel, and I’m never cruel. And even though I can hardly believe what I said mattered to this man - to him, I am just a bug to be crushed - but what if it did? No matter what he’s done to me, there is no excuse for my behavior. Anyway, I so wanted to talk to you. I hope you have a good reason for not being there last night. You don’t seem like the kind of person that would do something like that. The odd thing about this form of communication is you’re more likely to talk about nothing than something. But I just want to say that all this nothing has meant more to me than so many… somethings. So thanks.

  • Adult Steven: I wanted to tell you one story, uh, this is the story of the best meal I’ve ever had in my life, ok? It happened when I was 14 years old in Beach City where I grew up. I went to a place called Fish Stew Pizza with my gay rock mom Pearl. We walk in to the diner one day and they had a jukebox there, ok? And the jukebox was three plays for a dollar. So we put in seven dollars and selected twenty one plays of 'Haven't You Noticed (I'm a Star)'. And then we ordered and waited. Here’s the thing about when 'Haven't You Noticed (I'm a Star)' plays over and over and over and over and over again; the second time it plays, your immediate thought is not “Hey someone’s playing 'Haven't You Noticed (I'm a Star)' again.” It’s “Hey, 'Haven't You Noticed (I'm a Star)' is a lot longer than I first thought.” The third time it plays you’re thinking “Maybe someone’s playing 'Haven't You Noticed (I'm a Star)' again.” The fourth time it plays, you’re either thinking “Whoa, someone just played 'Haven't You Noticed (I'm a Star)' four times.” Or at least “Someone played it twice and it’s a really long song.” So the fifth time is the kicker, alright? Now Pearl and I, we’re watching the entire diner at this point alright? Most people have gotten wind as to what’s going on and we’re staring at this one guy and he’s sitting in a booth with is stupid kids jumping around and he’s like, staring at his coffee cup like this *stares intensely and his hand starts shaking* - and he’s been onto us since the beginning - and he’s sitting there, and his hand is shaking and he had this look on his face like, oh like he had just gotten his thirty day chip from anger management and he’s staring like this *resumes intense staring* and the fourth song fades out, it’s dead quiet, then - I don’t know if you know this but the song begins very quietly; *singing* “I CAN'T HELP IT IF I MAKE A SCENE” And he goes “GODDAMMIT!!” and he pounds on the table, silverware flies everywhere, and it was fantastic. But a word about my gay rock mom Pearl and what a genius she is, because when we first walked into the diner, ok? And we first got there, and I’m punching in the 'Haven't You Noticed (I'm a Star)'s alright? I’d punched in like, seven at this point and Pearl says to me “Hey hey hey, before you punch in another 'Haven't You Noticed (I'm a Star)' let’s drop in one 'Everything Stays'” Oh yes, that is when the afternoon went from good to great. After seven 'Haven't You Noticed (I'm a Star)'s in a ro- it played seven times. Suddenly; *singing* “Lets go to the ga-” and the sigh of relief swept through the diner. People were so happy. It was like the liberation of The Crystal Gems. Y’know for years, scientists have wondered; can you make grown men and women weep tears of joy by playing 'Everything Stays'? and the answer is: Yes. You can. Provided that it is preceded by seven 'Haven't You Noticed (I'm a Star)'s. It’s true. And on the other hand, when we went back, holy shit. ‘Everything Stays’ fades out, it’s dead quiet… *singing* “I CAN'T HELP IT IF I MAKE A SCENE?” It went insane, people went outta their minds, no-one could handle it, no-one could handle it. And they were surrounded by this seemingly indifferent staff that was just like *starts sweeping* “Yep, same crap as always.” They unplugged the jukebox after eleven plays and that was the best meal I’ve ever had.
Fallout: New Vegas Quest Summaries
  • Ain't That a Kick In The Head: learn to walk
  • Back in the Saddle: honey... i woke up with a grenade launcher
  • By a Campfire on the Trail: Baby's First Fetch Quest™
  • Ghost Town Gunfight: crouch behind those crates and wait for it to be over
  • Run Goodsprings Run: you killed cheyenne you MONSTER
  • They Went That-a-Way: victor keeps saving my life and it's getting weird
  • ED-E My Love: it takes a lot to upgrade your robot child
  • Cold, Cold Heart: Yikes!
  • Wang Dang Atomic Tango: hurry up with that holotape mick i got a hot date with a fist
  • Ring-A-Ding-Ding!: Surprise, bitch! Bet you thought you'd seen the last of me.
  • Heartache by the Number: cass, go wait in the bar
  • Still in the Dark: dude ignore the collar it's just some kinky shit i do sometimes
  • Eyesight to the Blind: dude I was Just up there, no way
  • You Make Me Feel Like a Woman: getting veronica out of her robes is surprisingly difficult
  • I Could Make You Care: Lesbians Don't Get Happy Endings
  • For Auld Lang Syne: one reason to go to Jacobstown
  • Guess Who I Saw Today: another reason to go to Jacobstown
  • Ain't Nothin But a Hound Dog: the last reason to go to Jacobstown
  • Crazy, Crazy, Crazy: shut up neil I'm here for my grampa
  • Old School Ghoul: You'll need the wiki to get my backstory, boss.
  • One For My Baby: u ok boone
  • I Forget to Remember to Forget: Worst Sleepover Ever
  • Return To Sender: lots of quick traveling
  • Bitter Springs Infirmary Blues: Lucky for you, I'm gay and a hoarder!
  • Oh My Papa: why do you hang out with deathclaws
  • There Stands the Grass: NOPE!: the Vault
  • Beyond the Beef: [leans in] so......... know anyone around here who...... eats human flesh.......?
  • Three Card Bounty: GOD DAMNIT, BOONE
  • Et Tumor, Brute: the one where a random courier performs brain surgery
  • The House Has Gone Bust!: Suck My Dick, Andrew Ryan
  • You'll Know It When It Happens: sir you appear to have tossed someone off a tower that's a bit suspicious
  • Arizona Killer: be honest, you went legion just for this quest
  • Eureka!: a single person does what literally an entire army could not
  • Veni, Vidi, Vici: hope you like football gear
  • All or Nothing: getting put in a robot's gonna suck but going to space is gonna be awesome
  • No Gods, No Masters: bitch you thought
Split - Kai Scenario. Part 2

Summary: You have a perfect life. A perfect little house, perfect little son who just went to Kindergarten for the first time and finally your more than perfect husband, whom you love more than your life. Of course that was three weeks ago. Before your husband decided to leave the family. 

Word Count: 2574

A/N: the “strong women aren’t feminine” defenders probably won’t like this chapter either, just saying.


Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 |

Originally posted by kairamelo

Parking in his usual space - well, what used to be usual - Jongin gets out of the car and tightly wraps his coat around his body. It has gotten so cold lately and he can’t wait until he’s let inside the house.

Quickly running up a few steps leading to the front door, he knocks on it three times and jumps around trying to get warm. No one answers him so he tries knocking a little louder, but no sound comes from the other side of the door.

An uneasy feeling grows in his stomach and Jongin decides to do something he had decided not to do again. He punches in the code of the house and quickly opens the door to get in.

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  • raphael: [hand on simon's shoulder] amigo
  • simon: ...
  • raphael leaning in close: pal, chum, friend, light of my life, mi familia, mi amor I didn't bring you blood bc I want you to need me enough to come back home-
  • simon: wait what
  • raphael: i said I ain't no delivery man and i def didn't save your ass again lmao why would I ever
  • shadowhunters: CLIMON! SAIA! NEXT WEEK
Another Human Life

Originally posted by hellyeah-karl-urban

(not my gif)

Pairing: Bones x Reader

Notes: Childbirth, requested by @trekken81  <3

Growing up, your mother had always told you that giving birth to you was the best thing that ever happened to her.

Throughout your youth and young adulthood you’d always remained sceptical. You never got the appeal of having a life form that cried and did nothing else really interesting, just depending on you for everything. You never saw your future spent in a kitchen baking a pie with your kids waiting for your husband to come home.

You wanted adventure - so you went out and got it.

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@imaginationandfascinations This ones for you my dear :)

Daddy? (Josh Dun - Twenty One Pilots) (SMUT)

Word Count: 994


You were waiting for your boyfriend Josh to come back from band practice. He was preparing to go back on tour with Twenty One Pilots and you couldn’t be happier for all his success. However with long days and nights at the studio had put some stress on your sex life, Josh was tired when he came in and just wanted to cuddle and then sleep. You wanted to spice up your sex life before he went on tour for another three months.

You and Tyler’s wife Jenna were best friends and told each other everything. Last week the two of you had been talking about kinks you had while you were tipsy from drinking too much wine. You let slip that you had a small daddy kink but you weren’t sure Josh would like that sort of thing, she swore to keep your secret and called you a dirty minded girl.

“y/n I’m home.”

You jump off the sofa and run at Josh before throwing your arms around his shoulders and jump so he has to catch you. You kiss him roughly and he stumbles back against the door before he matches your passion and runs his hands through your hair. After a minute or two he pulls back with a smirk.

“Did you miss me little girl?”

You quirk an eyebrow, Josh never called you a little girl.

“What did you call me Josh?”

“Get on your knees little girl. Isn’t this what you wanted y/n? Now be a good girl and obey daddy.”

Josh lets you down and pushes you onto your knees, to say you were surprised would have been an understatement.

“How did you find out Josh?”

“Jenna let it slip today. Who knew my baby had a dirty side.”

You should have been mad at your friend but this dominant side of Josh was turning you on.

“I want you to suck daddy off little girl.”

You nod and pull down his trousers followed by his pants, his erection springs free. He was just as turned on as you were. You take him inside your mouth and start to bob your head up and down his shaft, with your fingers you play with his balls causing him to throw his head back and moan loudly.

“Fuck y/n, you know how to make daddy very happy.”

He tangles his fingers in your hair and forces you to take more of him until you feel his length touch the back of your throat and you start to gag as he deep throats you. In a matter of minutes Josh comes in your mouth and you swallow.

“Good girl, now clean daddy.”

You lick his length clean before he helps you stand back up. Next thing you know Josh has you pushed against the front door and his hand slides under your dress and he caresses you through your panties. You bite your lip and throw your head back suppressing a moan as Josh smirks again.

“Are you wet for daddy little girl? Did I do this to you?”

“Yes daddy I’m wet for you, only you can make me feel this way.”

Josh pulls down your panties and inserts two fingers inside you, you gasp as he adds a third and starts to pump them faster.

“You’re not allowed to come until I tell you little girl understood?”

You nod.

“I understand daddy.”

Josh continues his torture as you struggle to keep yourself together. He removes his fingers and brings them to your lips; you open your mouth and lick them clean. But before you can take a breather Josh thrusts his length inside you making you scream.

“Fuck daddy.”

Josh throws his head back and laughs.

‘Daddy is going to fuck you so good little girl. If you come you get punished okay?’

“Yes daddy now fuck me please.”

Josh fucks you roughly; this is what you’d wanted for a long time. You dig your nails into his back as a tingling sensation rises in your belly, you didn’t want to get punished because you were enjoying the sex too much. But you didn’t know how long you could hold it in.

You tighten around Josh and he chuckles against your neck where he was planting small love bites claiming you as his own.

“Is my little girl close?”

You bite your lip and nod afraid that if you said it out loud you’d come. Josh shakes his head and slaps your ass making you squeal in surprise.

“I asked my girl a question. Are you close?”

“Yes daddy.”

Josh nuzzles against your throat before pulling back and his pace slows down as he pulls out of you. He kneels down in front of you and you gasp as his tongue licks and flicks your clit.

“You did a good job for daddy little girl, now daddy is going to reward you.”

He skilfully teases and sucks working you up into a frenzied mess. It doesn’t take you too long to build up again.

“Fuck Josh…I mean daddy I’m going to come…”

“Come for daddy.”

You squirt your juices onto his face and he cleans himself up before standing back up in front of you. Both of your breathing is heavy as Josh pulls you into a hug and you smile against his chest.

“I like that side of you Josh. Maybe next time I won’t behave so well.”

Josh pecks your lips before smacking your ass one last time.

“I think I’ll enjoy punishing you babe. Now how about round two?”

You grin like a mad man before grabbing his hand and pull him towards the bedroom.

“I’m daddy’s little girl.”

Josh smirks darkly.

“And don’t you forget it y/n.”

He closes the bedroom door shut behind him and pushes you backwards onto the bed. Let’s just say you both went for more than two rounds and each round was more mind blowing than the last.