Summary: You two are from different houses (i used ravenclaw here, but any other will do) and dont particularly like each other or get along at all. things get steamy one drunk night when all word filters are out of the picture. Warnings: biting kink (and smut, duh). Enjoy ;)
The unbearably long day was slowly nearing to an end with only one class left. Naturally, it was one with the Slytherins. It was agonizing. You couldn’t avoid exchanging a few offensive swear words every time you ran into any of them in the halls. The worst was with Malfoy, the vain boy, proud of his heritage to an extent. It wasn’t until the fourth year that we had actually spoken a word to each other. Before that, it was only brisk eye contacts, his orbs sparkling with disgust. Then, one day I decided to let my mouth outrun my brain as I sad to him: “You don’t have to act like an arsehole if you don’t really want to, you know? Nobody is going to think less of you if you skip voicing your rather unnecessary opinion once in a while.” It was on a Wednesday like this one, the Charms class we had together had just ended. Draco had made a snarky remark on one of my housemate’s ‘ridiculous performance in the simplest charms’. The whole room was dead silent as i finished my sentence. He directed me a glare filled with wrath and said something that would’ve got me detention for a week hadn’t my friends held me back. “Why don’t YOU do everyone a favor and take your ugly presence elsewhere? I would suggest the sewers, where you’d fit in nicely,” that disgusting smirk of victory dancing on his too pale face.
"Stiff wiseacre.“ Draco’s voice rang through my ears as he pushed me away to enter the classroom first. My response rolled off my tongue immediately. “Bleached arsehole.” He turned around, staring at me intensely and would have surely directed me a couple more swear words before Flitwick entered the room and asked us to take our seats. “Why don’t you two just snog already,” my friend whispered as we sat down. “Excuse me?” My eyebrows furrowed and the corners of my mouth turned downwards in distress. “Oh please, Y/N. The sex tension between you two is flaming.” “I fucking hate him.” “You might as well hold a giant banner saying ‘sex tension’ the second you two as much as look at each other.” “You’re gonna make me vomit, will you, for the love of God, just stop?” And she did, snickering to herself when the professor started talking.
Later that week, I sat in the Great Hall eating dinner. Much to my dismay, I couldn’t help but let my mind slip into thoughts about Draco. Ever since Jean had drawn my attention to the apparent sexual tension going on, I wouldn’t stop thinking about it. In class my eyes would linger a bit too long on his neck, tracing his smooth skin before I shake my head, snapping out of my bubble. My cheeks would heat up and my palms would get sweaty if he caught me gazing at his lips. “I hate him, what the hell is going on,” I murmured to myself, my words getting lost into the noise of the room. As I lifted my stare I saw Draco strutting to the Slytherin table. My insides twitched when he ran his hand through his sleek hair and connected our gazes. I quickly looked away, a little less discreetly than I wanted to. “I’m finished. You going,”I asked Jean standing up from my chair. “Yeah, I’m coming.”
Before I was ready, another Wednesday rolled around. I caught myself anxiously excited to be able to stare at the young Malfoy from the back of the room. I was standing in front of the classroom with my friends as his voice rang through my ears: “Geek fest, is it?” I felt intense heat rise in me, travelling all the way to my face. I turned to him, opening my mouth to direct him a couple of insults, but my words got stuck in my throat and all I managed to do is cough. The smirk he had playing on his lips disappeared for a second, expressing his confusion, but returned soon enough. Draco walked backwards to the classroom, his eyes piercing through me. All I could do was stare at him and his perfect blue orbs as well. “What the hell was that?” I turned to my friends, every single one of them giving me confused looks.
“Are you going to that party,” Jean asked me about a week later. We were sitting in the Ravenclaw common room, my nose buried in a Potions book. “What party,” I replied without so much as lifting my gaze. “The one that seventh-year girl invited us to. Remember?” “Yeah, I’m not going.”
“Seriously? Why not?” She sounded irritated.
“I don’t know. This whole house unity people are trying to achieve sounds too good to be true. Plus, what if somebody catches us?”
“Oh come on, you are being paranoid, Y/N. You’re going. There will be alcohol.” She ended the last sentence in a sing-song voice.
“Even worse. I don’t want to go, Jean. Will the Slytherins be there?”
“I don’t know. Why?”
The way my cheeks started burning every time there was even an insinuation Draco was going to come up in a conversation started to annoy me. “I’m just trying to avoid unnecessary contact with them.”
Her eyes narrowed. “Is this about Malfoy?”
“What? What about him.” My words were shaky and too rushed.
“Oh Merlin, it is! When did this start? This is so exciting. It’s like in the books! Worst enemies fall for each-”
“Stop,” I yelled standing up, “you’re making this up, just like you made up the ‘sexual tension’.” I air quoted the last words.
“That is easily the biggest lie I’ve ever heard. You are totally whipped.”
“Shut up. Are you hearing yourself?! This is Malfoy we’re talking about!”
“Okay, so prove it. Come to the party.”
“Bet your ass I’m going to.”
The hall echoed as my shoes hit the stone floor. I reached the Room of Requirement and joined the group of fellow Ravenclaws standing in front of it, elicting a couple of whistles from my friends. “Wow, Y/N. Who’s this all for?” “Hmm, I don’t know,” I said in a playful voice,”certainly not for you Theo.” I avoided Jean’s gaze as people laughed at my remark.
We entered the party, the Room of Requirement now spacious,decorated and already crowded. Sofas and chairs were scattered all over. “Welcome guys,” a seventh-year Griffindor yelled over the music,”make yourselves at home!” I grabbed myself a glass of Firewhiskey and searched the room as I took a swig. My heart jumped when I saw Malfoy standing against a wall with a drink in his hand. My eyes then fell on a girl he was talking to. She was beautiful and obviously very interested in him. “Stop,” I mumbled into my chin, trying to get rid of the undeniable feeling of jealousy growing inside. “Hey, Y/N! We’re starting a game of spin the bottle. Wanna join?” “No thanks. Maybe later.” “I’m sure your Slytherin prince will be playing,” Jean whispered, making sure nobody else heard. “And I’m sure I do not care,” I said through gritted teeth,”see you later Jean. Have fun.” “Okay. Right back at you.” She winked at me. I hated how right she was, how much I wished he would ditch that Slytherin girl and got his ass over here and pinned me to the cold wall. How much I wanted his hands everywhere… ‘Oh God, please stop,’ I thought rubbing my temple. ‘You don’t have a chance anyway.’
My gaze was fixed on him. No matter how hard I tried, my stares, my thoughts, everything kept going back to him, as I went to get another drink, as I talked to other people, as I tried to dance. Finally, Theo came up to me, offering me a cigarette. “One of the Muggle-borns smuggled some for us.” I gladly took one. Lighting it quickly with his lighter. It was a guilty pleasure. My eyes shot in Malfoy’s direction once again. Theo turned. “Who are you eyeing tonight?” “No one,” I said quickly.
I leaned against a wall, blowing smoke through my lips slowly. I didn’t even try to break my habit of glancing at the alluring blond boy across the room, only this time finding his stare on me. I quickly shifted, trying to look everywhere except in his direction, taking another drag. “Here, take the whole pack. We have more over there. Now, if you’ll excuse me, some fine birds are waiting to be caged by this beauty.” “Mhmm,” I barely listened to him, snatching the cigarettes from his hand.
I couldn’t shake the magnetic need to eye Draco. I took an upset smoke when I saw him pushing himself of the wall and leaning to the girl’s ear to whisper something, touching her shoulder in the process. Then everything felt frozen,slow and cold when Draco’s darkened blue orbs pierced through me, his tall figure making his way over. My fingertips tingled, adrenaline shooting through my body. He took his time, walking slowly and arrogantly and I almost forgot how to stand and what to do with my hands. After what felt like an eternity, Malfoy lessened the distance and leaned next to me against the wall. We didn’t say anything as I took a drag and blew it out tediously slowly.
“You know,” he started, looking straight ahead,”people say it’s rude to stare.” My heart raced out of my chest, I cleared my throat soundlessly in a poor attempt to keep my composure. “Really?” He finally turned his head to me, but I stood still, desperately trying to look cool smoking my cigarette. “Yeah. But sometimes,” Draco leaned forward, letting his breath skim over my skin,”it can be quite flattering.” For a few seconds I allowed myself to be frozen, a breath stuck in my throat, before I snapped out of it. “That’s really great for you, Malfoy.” He chuckled, sending shivers down my spine. “That’s the first time I ever heard you say my name.” I could practically feel the stupid grin on his face. I rolled my eyes, taking another drag.
He leaned in even more, his lips now dangerously close to my ear. “Are we going pretend I didn’t just catch you staring at me 20 times in the past 5 minutes?” His voice came out as a whisper. With sudden courage exploding in me, I looked him in the eyes, an orgasmic feeling buzzing in my head. ‘He totally wants this too.’
“So what are you going to do about it, Malfoy?” “I love the way you say that.” Draco’s hand touched my hip, then slid to rest on the small of my back. I took in a loud shaky breath, dropping what little was left of my cigarette to the floor. “I don’t know,” he came back to answering my question,”I might ask you to join me outside so we can talk about this.” I peered into his eyes again, quickly dropping my gaze to his lips. “Talk?” My voice was slow and hoarse and I could swear I saw a flash of satisfaction explode in his blue orbs.
Draco’s cold hand found my wrist and he pulled me towards the door. There wasn’t a speck of me that tried or wanted to protest. We were out of the room in a matter of seconds and, before I was ready, his hands were on my hips, pinning me hard to the wall. I let out a quiet squeal, closing my eyes. Draco leaned in, me expecting him to kiss me, but instead started tracing my jawline with his scorching lips. He reached my neck and kissed it with pressure, earning an ‘oh God’ from me. I could feel him smile into my skin before he continued. It was so slow and bursting with lust. My everything was burning and I tangled my hands into Draco’s hair and tugged, adding a small hip roll over him. The Slytherin released a loud moan into my neck, finally pulling back to connect our lips.
The kiss was filled with need and passion and I surprised myself when I broke it to ask:”Is your dorm empty?” His eyes searched my face for a second, before adding a smirk. “We’ll find out.”
The trip to the Slytherin dorms was brisk, with a few short kisses shared along the way. He made me block my ears as he said the password and we were up the stairs is seconds. Draco smiled when we discovered the dorm was, in fact, empty. He pulled out his wand and murmured a couple of spells. “What are you doing?” “I’m locking the door,” he said too harshly,”I thought you Ravenclaws were supposed to be smart.” “Shut up,” I replied, holding back a smile. “I also cast a silencing spell for you.”
A jolt of heat shot through me, going straight to my pussy. His hands slid from my back to my ass as he pushed me towards his bed, my shirt and tie lost in the process. My knees hit the edge of the bed and I grabbed his own tie pulling him into a wet, hot kiss. I fell onto the bed, followed with Draco landing on top of me, a bulge very apparent in his pants. I used this opportunity to grind up on him, enticing another throaty moan, him following my actions and rolling his hips creating friction. My hands worked on his tie and shirt before discarding them and tracing his chest and abs, finding their way to his belt. I went a little lower, stroking him over the fabric.
“Oh God, what you do to me,” he whispered after a loud shaky breath, making me shudder. I was gone in the moment. I wanted to let go and simply let Draco take care of me. “Bite me.” My voice was barely audible, whispered into his warm lips. He froze his actions. “Excuse me?” I bit his lip slowly and tenderly. Draco’s eyes were fixed on mine as he got the memo. He smiled slightly and compiled, starting first on my own lips, then transitioning to my neck. I barely noticed when the Slytherin’s hand started sneaking down my side, finding its way to the button of my pants. It slid over my underwear with ease, applying little pressure. I exhaled harshly and screamed his last name. My back arched as Draco applied more pressure, rubbing up and down.
His bites became more intense and sloppier and I swear I almost came two minutes into our make out. My fingers tangled into his hair and pulled a little, earning a small moan from the blond. I didn’t stop crying out his name, the last cry followed by:”Oh my God, I’m close.”
Draco slowed down his actions and pulled back to look at me. “Enjoying yourself?” His long fingers rubbed my clit painfully slow and I let out a stressed moan. “What was that?” His voice was smug and sweet. “Malfoy, please.” He was incredibly amused as he observed the way I melted under the slightest touch of his.
“Please what?” I cried out in annoyance. “Hmm?” He hummed right into my ear. “Please go down on me.” “As you wish.”
I wasn’t prepared when Draco pulled my pants down abruptly and planted small kisses on the inside of my thigh, before pulling down my underwear as well and I certainly wasn’t prepared when he lifted me up with ease and flipped me. He placed me to sit on his face. Draco took his time actually getting to the task, kissing and licking everywhere but where I needed him. He finally licked up my slit and I cried out his name. His skilled tongue worked me like a drug as I quickly became a moaning mess trapped under his control.
“Fuck, Malfoy. Fuckfuckfuck.” One of his cold, eager hands held my hip as the other slowly slithered in my folds. I lost all power and began shaking, feeling my orgasm creeping up.
Draco stopped and slid under me. “What are you doing,” I asked turning my head to look at him. The blond took of his pants, leaving him only in his boxers. I felt his hands skim over my skin and then rest on my stomach as he hugged me from behind. “Tell me how much you want me right now.” “Overmuch.” He shot shivers down my spine when he chuckled. “Only after you tell me how good I make you feel.” I groaned and leaned my head back on his shoulder. Draco’s hands unhurriedly slid down to my core, rubbing grievously slow circles on my clit.
“So?” “I have never been turned on like this in my life.” “And?” “And you drive me crazy.” He surprised me by kissing my cheek before sliding his boxers down and started slowly pushing into me. The both of us cried out. “Faster,” I said eagerly and he pushed into me the rest of the way vigorously. “Oh my God, Draco!” He sped up his actions, pumping me as I followed grinding my hips.
I struggled with my breath and screamed and moaned, slipping in quite a few curse words. “Thank Merlin for that silencing spell, huh,” he whispered to me and I felt I was close.
Draco’s fingers started working on my clit again and I couldn’t take it anymore. “Fuck, I’m coming,” I cried as I leaned back into him. After a couple of pumps Draco came as well, biting into my shoulder.
We fell onto his bed exhausted and I slid under the covers, laying on my back. “Wow. Who would’ve thought..,” Draco said. He was laying on his side, propped up on his elbow. I turned my head to him. “What?” “I really didn’t think you’d be so good at this,” he said in his usual Malfoy manner, sounding kinda vain. “Oh yeah? I didn’t think it was that special,” I teased. “Oh please. I destroyed you,” he chuckled.
I opened my sore eyes, blinking a few times to get used to the harsh light in the room. I shot up as I remembered last night’s events and realized that it’s already morning. “Shitshitshit.” I got up, still completely naked and started putting on my clothes. “Mmm I could get used to seeing this in the morning,” I heard Draco’s voice behind me. “Shut the hell up, Malfoy! We’re going to be late for class!” He groaned and rubbed his face.
I made sure I picked up all my things and stormed out the door. Halfway down the stairs I stopped and ran back upstairs. I found Draco already putting on his shirt. “Hey arsehole,” I said,”see you later.” He smiled and before he got to say anything, I was already running down the stairs again.
I stormed into the dark Potions classroom and mumbled an apology. When I sat down next to Jean and looked up, I could see everybody glancing at me. “Y/N,” Jean whisper-shouted. “What?”
Summary: On your day off, you invite Bucky to an art museum. You’re sure he probably wants to spend his time doing something else besides looking at art, but you soon find that his definition of art might be a bit different than yours.
Word Count: 1,429.
A/N: Just another random idea that came in mind. Special thanks to @bovaria for being a doll and for previously reading this through. <3
Summary: In which lawyer Im Changkyun makes you want to spontaneously combust.
You like to think you have your life together.
Proud, reassured, confident. Not necessarily arrogant, but aware of your capabilities. You graduated at the top of your class from one of the best universities, an extremely successful lawyer, and you’ve already made a name for yourself in the field. Be it battling out cases in court, patching up negotiations over a mahogany table, or waking up at ungodly hours of the morning to sit in during police investigations, you’ve accomplished more than enough to have you more than satisfied with life.
Really, you shouldn’t have anything to complain about.
But a little thorn in your side goes by the name Im Changkyun, all cocky smirks and self-assured ease.
I’m going to hell because of this…and I need to bath in holy water
Reader x Christian Yu
Warnings: swearing, rough play, daddy kink
Words count: 2966
Summary: You had to go to your bff bday party instead of spending time with your boyfriend, but the night won’t be as boring as you thought when you’re noticing Christian stalking you in the distance [cannot believe that his pic is totally fitting into this story]
- Christian I can’t go today I told you I have to go to
Silvia’s birthday party, I promised her last week.
- Ahh I cannot believe this, finally I’m free a bit but I
can’t see you, I really miss you baby girl… - he was whining in the phone and
it seems he was grumpy too.
- I promise I will call you after I get back home, okay? I miss
you too Christian so so much but I can’t skip this party.
- Okay, you promised me, don’t forget what you said! There
will be guys too? – yes, he was definitely whining.
- Of course there will be, we’re going to a club, so …
- Jesus…to where? Fuck… don’t you dare to flirt with someone
or let some fucktards to dance with you or or anything… ha?!
- Christian please chill a bit, it’s a lil’ party nothing
serious and why would I flirt or dance with another guy when I’ve a smokin’ hot
- Smokin’ hot? Aye babe… he’s definitely lucky for having such
a great girl like you!
- Honey I gotta go, I’ll call you when the party is over!
- Take care of yourself or I’m gonna kick your sexy butt!
- You idjit, I will, I love you!
To be honest the last
thing you wanted to do is to go to a party, getting drunk and whoosh dumbass
guys away, but it was your best friend’s party and you had no other choice. The
club was pretty fancy and the VIP section was all your crew’s for tonight. Your
bestie was mega-happy and already drunk after half an hour. Not to be a
partypooper you also cheered for yourself in your mind and you went to get some
drinks. After four gintonics you definitely started to feel the party. However
your phone started to buzz and you saw the worried texts from Christian. Trying
not to mess up you txted back that you’re fine and stop worrying about you. But it
turned out you misspelled your sentences and of course Christian noticed that
- Y/N, put the fuck down that phone you bitch and come dance
with me – Silvia, your bestie yelled at you and rushed you to the dance floor.
After an exhausting hour
you two were still dancing and felt like there’s no tomorrow. Especially when
you started to dance on the table and singing like true party-queens. Your hair
was a mess, your tight black mini-dress was way too up as it should be and also
your black lace bra showing a little. Then there was the moment when you
noticed Christian in a dark corner with his friends and with a glass of whiskey
in his hands. You got caught, you fuckin’ got caught…
- Silv, Christian is here, and I think he’s gonna kill me,
don’t look there but he’s sitting in the corner with a couple of his friends
and he saw me – you yelled into your friend’s ear.
- Goddammit honey, then we should put on a more heated show
than before, you should play with him and I guarantee your night will be hotter
than this party – she shouted back to you.
- Are you crazy?! He’s gonna kill me, you can’t imagine how
pissed off he will be…
- That’s more fun, trust me and show him that you are the
sexiest hoe in this club, shake that booty honey!!!
So you decided to play. You got off of the table and poured
another shot. And went to a more crowded area, but you still saw Christian in
this distance. From this point the game finally began. There were two guys who
were watching you all night with hungry eyes and when you smiled at them they
got closer in an instant. They looked really good and they weren’t bad dancers.
Now all you had to do was wait to Christian noticing this whole mess. But you
knew he was watching you from the start and had to control himself. The bad
thing is that you wanted him to lose control and make a move. So you let the
two hottie to get closer than should be. When one of them put his hands on your
waist and the other was definitely wanted to kiss you here and there, you
caught Christian’s death glare and saw him rushing towards you in the crowd.
- You think it’s funny? What the fuck are you doing? Are you
playing a game? You two get the fuck outta here until I beat your asses – he
was way too mad, but also way too sexy.
He grabbed your wrist and walked you out from the club. When you
stared back you saw Silvia sending thumbs-up in the air.
- This silly idiot…
tomorrow I have to tell her everything… - you giggled.
While you were waiting for the taxi, you tried to save your
ass a bit.
- Christian, I’m sorry, I didn’t want to make you mad, I
drank too much and wasn’t in the right mind.
He turned his head, still grabbing your wrist strong, and
whispered in you ear:
- You did this on purpose baby girl, both of us know this
and pray for God to be gracious with you from now on, coz when we finally get
home I’m gonna fuck you until the sun comes up.
You got chills. And your whole body got goosebumps too.
Plus you felt that guilty pleasure climbing up in your core.
- Christian this is bullshit I didn’t…
- Shut up, just shut up baby girl don’t make the things
worse, no fuckin’ words until we get home!
So you didn’t say anything until you two got home…
The stairway was dark and quiet, you barely see anything but
somehow you managed to get into your apartment. The second part of the game
- Christian are you still mad? Please don’t misunderstand
this whole situation I was just… partying, those guys didn’t mean anything to
me, I didn’t even know them… - you started innocently when he pushed you to the
wall, grabbed your wrists and put them above your head.
- Oh stop talking nonsense Y/N, and better stop with this
fairytale story too, now you should start thinking how you gonna redeem this
mess… - his gaze was no joke that lustfilled eyes didn’t guarantee mercy and he
was close. Too close to you, pushing to the wall with all of his weight. And he
smelt so good. His fragrance always killed you and you could differentiate this
smell from thousands of other parfums. It was his, only his. You decided to
play another card.
- Please don’t be mad at me, I will do anything daddy… - you
bited your lips and looked into his eyes.
- You lil’ shit… - he kissed you roughly, grabbing your hair
with one hand while with the another he was still holding your wrists firmly.
- Daddy is fuckin’ so pissed right now baby, you teased me a
lot… - his mouth was all over on you, started from your neck, down to your
collarbones and now between your breasts. He let go your wrists, squeezing your
butt with both of his hands. You can’t help but let out a moan.
- Christian, please… I want you so badly.
- Oh really? Those two can’t fuck you that good like me, ha?
– he didn’t wait for your response when he kissed you again and pulled down the zip
on your dress. You were also in a rush unbuttoning his shirt, touching his bare
chest, his tattoos, his arms down to his abs until you found his belt and
unbuckled it. After that you unbuttoned his pants too, letting it fall while he
took off your bra and your panties, a nipple went straight into his mouth,
sucking it passionately and caresses the other with his hand, drawing circles
and pulling it until both of them were hard. You were a moaning mess, your
fingers were digging in his hair wanting more and more.
- Daaad enough, please it’s too much, I can’t… I can’t… -
- Enough?! Oh honey look, we’re still in the hall, and I
didn’t even touch you there yet…
hands up like before! – he ordered and you put up your arms. He grabbed your
wrists again with one hand, and the another started to wondering between your
thights. He kissed you again, biting and sucking on your bottom lip, his tongue
twirling everywhere until you moaned into his mouth.
- Baby girl, you’re so wet for me, you’re dripping – he said
it teasingly while his fingers went up and down on your folds at a really slow
pace. His eyes never lost contact with yours and seeing his wanting-gaze turned
you on more.
- Tell me how much you want me baby girl, tell daddy how
much you want his cock inside your dripping pussy – his voice was deep and
raspy, and his fingers started to move faster and faster on your clit.
- Fuck Christian… I want you, please… I want you inside me,
please daddy fuck me I’ll be a good girl just fuck me for the fuck’s sake… -
you were in daze, your whole body was about to explode.
- Mmm… my baby you want me this badly? Well, I told you I’m
gonna fuck you until the sun comes up… - he inserted a finger into you, and you
just moaned into his neck grabbing his hair.
- Ah Y/N you’re so fuckin’ wet – he pumped his finger in and
out at a slow pace, adding another digit and catching up a quick speed.
- Maybe I should taste why are you this wet? Am I this good
babe? Tell me… - he purred into your ear sending chills down your body.
- Christian please… I can’t take this anymore, it feels
good, it feels sooo good – you mewled.
- Oh no no, the morning is still a bit far away darlin’ you
have to bare with me a little more – he smirked at you, letting go of your
hands and kneeled down in front of you closing his mouth on your wetness. He was licking your folds up and down, finding your clit and sucking on it while his
fingers were pumping in and out. He was always eating you out like a dessert,
enjoying it so much.
- Daaad I really can’t take it anymore I’m gonna cum… - you
arched your back and moaning loudly.
- Then cum for me babe, moan for me until the neighbors will
This pushed you over the edge, your orgasm washed everything
away, you screamed out his name, cursing out loud, while he was still fingering
you and licking your pussy until your last pleasure wave ended.
- That’s my baby girl – he kissed you with his plumped lips
letting you taste yourself. You hooked your legs around his hips and he took
you in the bedroom and dropped you on the bed. You sat up immediately, watching
him taking off his boxers. He was so hard and sexy as fuck, you gulped and
licked your lips while he started to jerk himself up more, his fingers running
slowly on his length, looking deeply into your eyes. Without any words he moved
closer to you, touching your lips with his throbbing cock. You wanted to suck
him badly, you were literally drooling.
- Aye, babe you want me this much? – he let his tip into
your mouth. You started to lick him, twirling your tongue around him, earning a
- Christian, please I want you in my mouth… don’t do this to
me – you begged him with no shame.
- Mm you were so so bad to me today babe, what should I do
with you, ha? – he kissed you with passion, gathering your hair into a ponytail. And he put his cock in your mouth. He started to roll his hips, moving his member in
and out while his hand was holding your hair. He tasted so good, your
mouth was full with him. You had no control in your movements he was harsh, fucking your mouth mercilessly almost choking on him but you didn’t mind, you
were still burning for him, your pussy aching for some skinship. Also his deep
moans turned you on more, seeing his wavering abs, his sweaty chest and arms
made your womanhood even more wet.
- Fuck, baby girl you’re so good, but I can’t take this
anymore – he clenched his teeth, moving out quickly, really close to cum but he
didn’t… he was testing his limits.
- Turn around honey, turn around for daddy – he said, and
you did as he told.
His cock was eager to find your entrance, pushing it deeply
into your core, stretching you out and fill you completely.
- Shit, babe you’re so tight and wet for me, you feel so
good – he was pounding into you roughly, one hand on your waist and one hand
pulling your hair. You can’t help but moan with all your heart, shouting out
his name over and over.
- Fuck Y/N, if you continue this loud mess I can’t hold myself back for too long – but you also couldn’t hold back yourself, his thrusts were
getting deeper and deeper bringing your next orgasm close. You arched your
back, grabbing his thights, while he was covering your mouth and started to rub
- Ah babe I’m so close, fuck I can’t hold back, you’re so
wet, I wanna cum all over on your tits baby girl – his husky voice filled your
ear pushing towards your edge, when he took out himself, turned you around and
came on your breasts. He spreaded his cum with his cock on your nipples, putting
his thumb into your mouth and you sucked it while watched his rosy and sweaty
- I’m sorry baby, I didn’t plan this way, maybe I need some
fuel to refill my energy – he went to your drawer getting some wet tissues.
- You know Y/N, you look utterly sexy like this – he was
wiping up the mess, after that he kissed you softly, carressing your hair.
- But my girl didn’t get everything before because of me,
come on princess spread those legs for daddy – he went down on you but he was
much more softer and sensual this time.
You put your feet on his shoulders, spreading your legs
allowing him to eat you out again. He loved licking your pussy in every way possible,
your moans fuelled him as his tongue got faster on your clit.
- Cum for me honey, I wanna hear you scream – you didn’t
know how you always managed to cum to his order but with Christian everything
was possible. He held your waist in place, still sucking on your wetness until
you ride out your high.
- Good girl, but I’m afraid I can’t let you sleep yet – you
looked down and it seemed he refilled that energy somewhere already.
He moved you to the center of the bed, laying you down and
hovering over you. He kissed your lips, and slipped into you slowly. You bit
your lips from the overpowering sensation, your womanhood was totally destroyed
by him. However you loved the feeling when you were full with him, feeling every
inch of him inside of you.
He looked into your eyes with love, quiet moans coming from
his mouth. His forehead was on yours, when you kissed him and dig in his hair.
He was moving at a stable pace, adding deep thrusts frequently. You
were so in love with this sensual Christian, the only goal of his was to please
you no matter what. He started to massage your clit, giving sloppy kisses on
your neck and you felt you’re getting closer and closer again. You were holding
onto his shoulders tight, your nails digging into his skin probably causing bruises because of the overhelming stimulation. He quickened his movements to
catch up with you.
- Christian, I’m… I’m coming… oh God you feel so good…, fuck
Christian… - you tightened your walls around him, pushing him over the edge,
while you also felt your pulsating orgasm giving you nothing but trembling
thighs and body. You screamed out his name, your hand clenched with his until
he collapsed on you breathing heavily and pulled himself out of you. You
kissed his head, carressing his back and he tried to catch his breath rolling
to the side.
- Y/N this was so fuckin’ good, I love you baby girl.
- I love you too Christian. But to be honest you destroyed
my pussy, so no woohoo at least for a week.
- Are you serious?! – he popped up from the bed quickly and
looked at you with puppy eyes.
- You bastard I only mean sex to you, ha?! – you kicked
towards him jokingly.
- Slow down, lil’ girl I’m gonna hug you to death and cuddle
you until you fall asleep, but before lemme close the curtains it’s already too
bright outside – he raised his eyebrow and winked at you.
With your last drop of energy you threw a pillow towards
Working through my creative block by writing some fix-it fics for things that bugged me in 6B. This is set right after Killian’s conversation with Nemo on the docks after the first proposal. I also pulled two of my kiss prompts into this “surprise kiss” and “I’m sorry kiss”.
“Seek forgiveness. Because whatever happened, it will always stay with you.”
Nemo’s words churn wildly in his gut long after he’s gone, the man’s friendly advice, while what he knows he needed to hear, putting voice to the only choice he has left. He’s been through too much with Emma to hide from her. She deserves to hear the truth, her entire family does.
Lifting his flask to his lips he takes another long drag of the strong rum, remembering when it had once given him solace, or at least an escape. Now, it just tastes like his past. A past he’s worked hard to forgive himself for.
“There you are.”
Startled by Emma’s voice, fingers numb from the cold lose grip on the flask and it clatters to the wood of the dock at his feet. His reflexes are a bit dulled by the alcohol and she’s moved to pick it up before he’s even thought about bending to retrieve it. Her eyebrows narrow as she obviously notes how empty it is, but she still smiles before taking a sip of her own. Cold muscles beneath his skin tighten slightly at the sight of her as thoughts of Neverland and tasting the same rum on her lips for the first time come rushing back.
When she steps forward to place her free hand on his chest and press her lips softly against his, he’s all at once reminded of how far they’ve come. He feels like a thief in the night when he leans in for more, his hand at her back stealing her warmth and grasping for her love before it’s potentially ripped away.
“Sorry, didn’t meant to startle you,” she whispers, her breath warm against his numb lips.
“Happy surprise, love.” He nuzzles her nose with his in hopes of selling the half truth, despite knowing he won’t be leaving these docks without relieving himself from this guilt that’s threatening to devour everything he holds dear.
Her hands are warm as she burrows them around his back beneath his jacket, but the green of her eyes look a bit icey as she pulls back from his lips to lock him in her gaze.
“So, wanna tell me why you’re hiding out here all by yourself? I knew something was wrong when you didn’t want to come to the loft and now I find you half drunk and freezing your ass off.”
Request: “Any chance you could do 256 and 130 with Harry hook x male reader”
Pairing: Harry Hook x Reader
Warnings: Heavy making out I guess?
A/N: Yes this is a boy x boy imagine if any of you have a fucking problem with it I really don’t care you can unfollow because I’m part of the LGBTQ+ community and love writing these imagines for EVERYONE
You moaned quietly as Harry’s soft hands tangled in your hair, pulling ever so slightly.
His lips moved in sync with yours as you felt him lightly bite your lip and you let out a louder groan.
“Shh Y/N, you’re gonna get us caught.” Harry chuckled pulling away for only a quick second. You took the opportunity to admire his appearance.
His dark hair was in all different directions, hat hair at its finest.
Those blue eyes that you loved so much were filled with desire as his usual smirk played on his pink lips, begging to be kissed.
“What are you looking at?” Harry smiled as his faced etches slightly in confusion.
“Beautiful.” You mumbled placing soft kisses on his sharp jawline sweetly. He leaned his head back on the brick wall you pushed him against and moaned lightly.
“You’re gonna be the death of me.” He breathed attacking your lips with yours hungrily. Harry had recently been on Uma’s duty more and more, meaning that your secret meetings were short and far between.
“Already am, Hook.” You smirked against his tan skin. “Harry! Where are you?” A voice boomed from the docks angrily.
You huffed in annoyance as you pulled away from Harry’s neck hesitantly and saw his equally upset expression.
“I’m sorry, I gotta go.” He sighed placing his pirate hat back on his head quickly. As he began to leave, you pulled him by the collar, attaching your lips for a split second and let him go.
“Here, midnight.” You stated walking the other direction of the alley, leaving him stunned.
Making your way back to Curl Up & Dye, you greeted your younger sister Dizzy as she continued to sweep the loose hair on the floor.
“Hey Dizzy-Bear, how’s my favorite creative genius?” You smiled ruffling her hair lovingly. She giggled and attached her arms around your waist tightly.
“Hi, Y/N! I missed you.” Dizzy smiled looking up at you. Being Drizella’s oldest, you protected your little sister with your life.
Even though you had already moved out, being a part of Uma’s crew, you made sure Lady Tremaine never treated her like a slave.
Dizzy was the light on the darkness of the Isle, and you trusted her with anything. “How’s Harry doing?” She asked sitting on one of the worn out salon chairs.
You hadn’t noticed her smirk as she said the statement and answered, “Great. Just saw him before I came here.”
“Wait, w-why do you ask?” You stuttered running a hand through your hair nervously.
“Oh please, Y/N. It’s obvious you two are a thing.” She chuckled patting your shoulder.
Your eyes widened as the words left your mouth.
“And how do you know this, Tremaine?” You questioned folding your arms over your chest with a fake glare.
“I saw you guys kiss last week outside the salon, we do open at midnight you know.” Dizzy answered smiling widely.
Your face paled as she said this. “So, are you okay with it?” You questioned as your voice quieted.
“Of course, Y/N. You’re my brother and I love Harry, he’s actually a sweetheart.” She said wrapping her skinny arms around your neck and hugging you.
You smiled softly and hugged the short girl, kissing her forehead sweetly. “You’re such a gem, Diz.” With a smile, she said, “Basically everyone knows already, Y/N. You should just go public.”
You debated her suggestion, maybe you would have to have a talk with Harry about this.
Later that night…
You nervously walked to the alley, where Harry was leaned up against the wall in a white tank top and usual training gear.
He held a watch on a long chain in his right hand as it moved from side to side. “12:02, you’re late.” He growled pulling you into his chest roughly.
Harry placed a soft kiss on your lips tenderly as you just stood there. “Y/N, there something wrong?” He questioned seeing your tense stature.
“I told Dizzy. Or rather she told me, she saw us last week outside the salon.” You admitted a faint blush appearing on your cheeks.
Harry’s expression turned to slight shock, but he smiled. “She’s a smart kid, I’m not surprised.” He chuckled kissing your cheek.
“I think we should make it public. It just feels really shitty, to be the secret boyfriend.” You blurted out, afraid to see his reaction.
You felt your head being lifted as Harry moved your chin so you stared into his crystal blue eyes.
He attached your lips, wrapping his hands around your neck as an attempt to pull you even closer than you already were.
Once it became even more heated, you failed to notice that there was another person in the alley.
“Ahem, boys.” You jumped apart from Harry as you nervously looked up at your Captain, Uma, standing there in all her threatening glory.
“Next time, try to keep quiet, everyone can hear you.” She smirked adjusting your pirate hat to make sure it was semi-presentable on your head.
“We have training tomorrow, so early night.” She commanded and sauntered away from the scene.
“Do you remember when you use to think you were straight?” You chuckled as the two of you watched her leave.
“Yep, used to think I was so in love with her.” Harry said intertwining your fingers with his as he began to walk with you back to the ship.
Your writing is AMAZING HOLY BALLS D: I need some fluffy angst. Chocobos hear their love interest say that they're terrified to get close to anyone and block out their emotions because they've been hurt really bad in the past? =o Fem reader please
OH You! Fluffy Angst two things I’m pretty decent at! I do hope this is to your liking!
“I don’t think you understand why I can’t just do that.”
He stopped as he heard you talking into your phone, watching you pace around the room.
“I can’t get close to them, him especially, not after what he did.” You cried softly, pausing as the other person spoke. “I…I mean I know that he’s different, but I can’t…I’ll be fine just being close to him, besides who want someone with as much baggage as me?” You paused again, drying your eyes from tears that refused to fall. “It’s fine, I always said that I’d rather become a cat lady. Listen they’ll be back soon, talk to you later.”
Noctis couldn’t believe what he heard, you were afraid? But you didn’t seem to be afraid of anything! You stared a Tonberry down once, and demanded for it to give back the apple it stole from Ignis.
“Hey, Y/n.” He called watching you jump.
“Noct, I didn’t know you were back.”
Noctis nervously scratched the back of his head, “Yeah, I might have heard some of your conversation.”
You gasped, “Yeah, just…just forge…”
“What happened?” Noctis asked before he realized that he was prying, “I mean you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.”