raging erection

The signs as people I've experienced in college

Aries: that guy who yelled “well buttfuck me!” When the quadratic formula was mentioned in math class

Taurus: that one annoying girl who sits next to me and always has to comment after everything the professor says. Just shut the fuck up

Gemini: the guy who walks everywhere barefoot. He doesn’t fucking believe in shoes

Cancer: that one guy who yelled “kobe!” and tried to toss a paper ball into the trashcan and missed, only to try 5 more times and miss each time. He does this every class period, missing every. single. time.

Leo: the guy who looked me dead in the eye in the library and said “You know what? Fuck it. Fuck all this bullshit.” and left

Virgo: that one dude who always shares gum, mints, snacks, etc. with the people sitting around him

Libra: that weeb that naruto ran into the cafeteria, grabbed a Chik-fil-A sandwich, and naruto ran out only to be chased by one of the cafeteria staff because he didn’t pay

Scorpio: that beefy dude who called up one of his beefy friends to come and literally lift the snack machine and shake it to get his snack that got stuck

Sagittarius: that guy who fell down a flight of stairs, flipped off the staircase, and turned around only to realize I had witnessed the whole thing and dabbed

Capricorn: the girl who gave her boyfriend a bouncy ball in class only for him to slam it down (thinking it wouldn’t bounce?) and causing the ball to hit the ceiling, ricochet off the blade of the ceiling fan, only to smack the teacher in the side of the head

Aquarius: the guy in my psychology class who told his best friend sitting next to him that he had a “raging erection”

Pisces: that girl who was asleep on the floor in a full sleeping bag and a pillow

Popsicles And Kiwis


so this came from a small request about eating a popsicle and accidentally starting something that couldn’t be finished…….i went a bit overboard with it, but i hope u enjoy some smut! please let me know what u think :-) it rLY motivates me ! [feedback] [masterlist]


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Let's Pretend (Bucky Barnes x Reader) Pt. 2 ♡

A/N: I finally did it! I finished part 2. Thank y’all so much for all the feedback it means so much to me (‘: also, I put a little Easter egg in here. There’s another marvel character mentioned in here that surfs Let’s Pretend, let’s see if y'all can find them. (; (also, tags are open too!)

Warnings: Smut, Pornography, graphic details of sex, swearing. Alcohol.

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The Signs as People I've Experienced In College

Aries: that guy who yelled “well buttfuck me!” When the quadratic formula was mentioned in math class

Taurus: that one annoying girl who sits next to me and always has to comment after everything the professor says. Just shut the fuck up

Gemini: the guy who walks everywhere barefoot. He doesn’t fucking believe in shoes

Cancer: that one guy who yelled “kobe!” and tried to toss a paper ball into the trashcan and missed, only to try 5 more times and miss each time. He does this every class period, missing every. single. time.

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When You Put A Ban On Sex When He's In Heat (Werewolf AU/Requested)

~Kim Namjoon~

Namjoon was an alpha. The leader of the pack. He always got what he wanted. That was until he met his mate. You were strong willed, and even stronger headed. When you came home to see your fridge door nearly ripped from the hinges, your mind was set in stone.

“No sex for a week.” For any guy this would be hard to do. Especially hard if you were a guy AND a werewolf. 10x as hard if you were a guy, a werewolf, AND in heat. The gods were not smiling down on him.

Luck wouldn’t be on his side for the next week, Namjoon had fallen into his rut. You left for work early one morning and Joonie had to suffer with your smell only. The poor wolf had lost track of how many times he’d jacked off to just your scent. His face was buried in your pillow when you got home from work 6 hours later.

Namjoon had a thin layer of sweat over his body and his eyes stayed a golden hue. You’d gulped down the knot in your throat and sat your purse on the dresser. Namjoon would have you pinned to the wall milliseconds later. His teeth scraping at your sensitive throat.

“How dare you leave me like this!” The alpha in his tone rose and you felt your knees buckle. “Get on that fucking bed, on your knees.”

~Kim Seokjin~

Jin couldn’t help that he had flirted with the waitress. It was just his natural charm. You weren’t buying it however. It was supposed to be a special night for just the two of you. Yet some blonde bimbo had to ruin it. When the words “no sex” were mouthed across the table, your boyfriend suddenly wasn’t feeling hungry anymore.

Three days into his rut, and he was going crazy.

You were laying on the couch in his favorite shorts. The ones that exposed far too much thigh. Jin had to take a late night stroll to clear his nose of your scent. An hour later when he returned, he was fed up with the teasing. He jerked the book out of your hands and buried himself between your legs.

“Sex. Now.“  You scoffed at his attitude and simple rolled out from underneath him.

"Try again love. You have two hands to work with.”

~Min Yoongi~

Yoongi had been ignoring you lately. Not on purpose of course. His head had been stuck in work the past few days. You could deal with it, until you really craved attention from your mate. You rubbed your head under his chin while he was typing away on his computer. Usually just the scent of a female could cause a male do drop what he was doing.

This wasn’t the case with Yoongi. He blatantly moved your head away from his line of vision and continued to write his paper. You were fed up. You pulled out your phone and sent a quick text before standing and locking yourself in the bedroom. Yoongi pulled his phone out as it buzzed and read over the message.

“No sex”

The next day, while he was sitting at work, his heat sat in. No matter what position he sat in at his desk, his boner throbbed at the mere thought of you. He looked through the glass pane walls towards his secretary who wasn’t paying any attention. He pulled out his phone and grabbed at his cock through his pants. Snapping a quick picture he sent it to you while you were also at work.

You felt wetness form between your legs but you had to stay strong.

“New phone, who dis?”

~Jung Hoseok~

Now Hobi wasn’t one to make you mad. He was a cuddling ball of fluff even if he could turn and rip you to shreds. You’d asked him to make sure the house wasn’t trashed when you got back home, seeing as the pack was coming over later.

Of course when you came home from shopping, your cursing were shredded, food was thrown onto the floor and more importantly, Hoseok was wrestling with Jin in the middle of the floor. The other boys were cheering them on and Namjoon just sat in the corner rubbing his head in annoyance.

You slammed the groceries down loudly on the counter and the boys jumped to attention. You gave them a glare and they knew that they had overstayed their welcome. Within seconds they said Hi and then Bye and Hobi was left to face your wrath.

You knew of only one thing that would teach him his lesson.

“No sex.”

The next week had been terrible. You’d come home to find Hobi curled up in a ball, murmuring to himself. If you sat on the couch, he would come in and lay his head in your lap, trying to push his face in between your legs to get you in the mood. His tongue stroked you on the outside of your pants and you could feel yourself soaking through the fabric.

“That’s right baby, you are so wet for your mate already.” You kicked at his shoulder with your heel and watched him groan in disappointment. “I’m gonna die of blue balls Y/n.”

~Park Jimin~

Jimin had been highly agitated the past few days. Any little thing would set him off. Even Namjoon was worried for the well being of his pack mate. You arrived home from a hard day or work to see Jimin underneath the blankets.

All you wanted to do was cuddle and sleep with your mate. When you pulled up the covers and slid underneath him, it set Jimin off. He growled in the back of his throat and completely pulled the blankets off of you.

If there was one thing you couldn’t stand, it was a blanket stealer. You grabbed your pillow and a spare blanket and left the bedroom to sleep on the couch. Not before turning over your shoulder and saying, “Don’t even think about fucking.”

Jimin went into heat two days later. You stuck to your deal and ignored every sexual advance. While you were showering Jimin snuck into the bathroom. He stripped bare and slid in behind you. You could feel his raging erection on your lower back and his teeth but the lobe of your ear.

“I’m not dropping the soap so you can forget about it.” You reached out and turned the knob to cold. Jimin didn’t bother you that entire night.

~Kim Taehyung~

Tae knew how much you worried when he didn’t call you. It had been a week since he had even sent a text. The pack had been tracking a rouge wolf on the outskirts of the city. He hadn’t had time to send you a call or text.

Luck would have it that he had went into heat a day earlier. No matter what he tried, nothing compared to you. You wouldn’t be so mad as to leave him in this condition.


So when he rolled up home at 3 in the morning, you were pissed. He found you lounging in the sofa in just a thin nightgown. He dropped his jacket onto the floor, knowing you could smell his need.

He dropped to his knees and tried to tear the robe from your body. You just laughed at him, patted his head and stood without another word. Tae stared up at you with wide eyes when you locked him out of the bedroom with a note left behind on the chair.

“No sex for a week. Have fun:).”

~Jeon Jungkook~

Kookie was the youngest pup, so he got a lot of crap from his Hyungs. This included dares and jokes since he was rather gullible. So when Jimin had persuaded Jungkook to steal your favorite underwear, poor Kookie did as he was told.

You had happened to walk in when Jungkook was holding his prize high above his head for the other boys to see. You crossed you arms over you chest and tapped your foot. Jungkook turned around when his pack members went silent.

“Guess who isn’t going to be seeing me in those for a week.”

That week had been a living hell. He hadn’t dealt with his heat alone. Hell, he hadn’t even been a werewolf until 2 years ago. You’d been together almost three. This poor pup would grind against you in his sleep, begging you to at least give him a handjob.

The pack even begged you to give him some, Jungkook’s stench was overbearing. You’d find him openly masturbating in the living room when you came home.

“Hope those hands are comfy. 3 more days.”

Originally posted by eyes-like-glowing-embers

BTS Reaction To: When You Haven’t Shaved in a While (M)

I didn’t know whether it’d be easier to access as a post itself rather than an answer to an ask.

Author’s Note: before saying anything, I really don’t think that any of bts would care if you’re shaven or not. I mean, everything still works down there the same  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯; but you’re looking for something a little specific! I got you fam <3 

When you said “nsfw as possible,” I took it as descriptive as possible. I hope this isn’t too lengthy! It seems like my reactions usually just turn into mini-drabbles. 

seokjin: If your boyfriend Seokjin was ever cooking, it was hard to get his full attention, no matter how pressing your current problems were.

But when the scrumptious aromas of your favorite breakfast meal led you into your apartment kitchen with only a old tank top, tight boy shorts, and nothing else covering you, his usual concentration cracked.

Before any morning greetings or any other gestures were exchanged, his usual position at the kitchen counter was gone and now in front of you.

With those strong arms, he grabbed you by your waist and placed you on the kitchen counter, right before gluing his mouth to yours. His unusual behavior had you coming out of your morning daze and moving your mouth against his with the same amount of passion and desperation.

“If you keep coming into the kitchen like this,” your boyfriend breathed, moving his lips along your jaw and behind your ear, “I’m never gonna be able to cook anything for both of us ever again.

His hands, which were previously taking turns caressing your full breasts and your supple hips, were now teasing at the top of your boxer shorts. This took you by surprise; he never rushed like this, preferring to enjoy your body like one of his favorite foods.

“W-wait,” your hands slid to cover his, halting his movements.

“What’s wrong?” His eyes traveled up to meet yours again that it was almost impossible to deny him from going any further.


“I haven’t shaved yet…”

“Hairless or not, I’m still gonna make you cum around my dick all the same.”

Originally posted by bwiseoks

yoongi: As a perfectionist, Yoongi became frustrated on the job at least twice a week. You, fortunately, were the perfect source of stress relief, resulting in multiple late-night trips to his studio every week.

Tonight was one of these nights, and as of now, you were pressed against his lap, grinding your hips furiously into his.

“Take these off,” your boyfriend mumbled, too focused on the sensitive skin at your neck to remove your clothes himself.

“Y-you’re not scared someone will come in?” You tried to make up any excuse possible to prevent him from seeing your not-so-shaven lady parts.

“What?” He rolled his eyes. “I don’t think that’s ever stopped either of us before, and I don’t think Namjoon has ever minded walking in and seeing-”

“Um, okay,” you interrupted him. “That’s gross, but touching me when I haven’t shaven in a little while is probably even more gross.”

Rolling his eyes again, Yoongi’s eyes, which were moments ago clouded with lust, now had a hard emotion of annoyance.

“Regardless of having shaven or not, I still plan on making you cum in the next five minutes,” Yoongi said rather bluntly, squeezing your thighs. “But it’s ultimately your choice: take it or leave it.”

“I-I’ll take it.”

Originally posted by imonaworldtour

hoseok: You were never a morning person. Hoseok, on the other hand, was a whatever-the-day-called-for person. So, if he had the sudden urge to eat you out until you woke up to an orgasm in the early, early, hours of the morning, you weren’t too surprised.

You enjoyed his initial touches in midst of your half-asleep daze, but this time, you yelped as he began pulling your panties off of you. He lifted his head from between your legs with a confused expression on his face.

“What? You’ve never, in the long time we’ve been together, ever opposed to me going down on you!”

“I’m pretty sure you’re opposed to going down on me with a bush blocking your way…”

“Well, I’m still having my morning snack, whether there’s hair down there or not.”

Originally posted by itsrapmonster

namjoon: As you lied on your stomach scrolling through Pinterest, you felt the bed dip behind you. Namjoon usually slept during most of his days off, so you didn’t think too much of this sudden movement, that is, until you felt a few open-mouthed kisses against your thighs.

You moaned instinctively at the sudden affection and set your smartphone down beside you.

Rough but soft hands reached up to tug down your Nike shorts, and you tensed up at the dominant action.

His mouth, which was now teasing your aching clit through your flimsy underwear, felt heavenly against you, but your anxiety at not having shaven in a little while picked at your growing bubble of lust.

But his hands held your hips firmly in place, allowing him to continue his assault on your clothed nether regions with his skilled tongue.

“Joonie,” you managed to breath between your noises of pleasure, “I haven’t shaved in a while…”

He usually wasn’t silent during moments like these, but there’s an exception for everything. Instead of answering your worries, he simply pulled down your underwear and spread you apart, all before burying his face between your legs once again.

You hadn’t gotten oral like this in years.

Originally posted by bangtanbanchan

jimin: Unexpectedly, your boyfriend’s Southeast Asian wing of the world tour was cancelled for bad weather.

This was good and bad for two different reasons.

Obviously, the good was that he would be back in your arms sooner, but the bad was that expecting to not get any action from him for several weeks, you hadn’t been too meticulous with your usual feminine grooming routine.

But like usual, as soon as he came through the door from his long flight, Jimin was already on top of you, trying to get as much of his expert mouth, his skilled hands, and his toned body on as much of your body as humanly possible.  

“Fuck, baby, I don’t think I can wait that much longer,” your boyfriend groaned, reaching to pull down your leggings and underwear all in one go. “I need to be inside of you now.”

You shook your head.

“I-I haven’t shaved since you left…” you murmured, closing your legs shyly. “I don’t think you want to-”

Ignoring your insecurities, he reached into his sweatpants, pulling out his raging erection. You gulped at his bashfulness.

“Do you see this baby?”

You nodded weakly, involuntarily biting your lips at his arousal.

“Then, I think it’s more than obvious to both of us that I won’t care about that when I’m fucking you right now, tomorrow, or ever.”

taehyung: For a couple of days or so, you scurried away from Taehyung whenever he tried to initiate something. Tired of relying on his hand, he decided to make his next move when you were showering; it was the probably the best situation, considering you’d be wet, naked, and afraid.

But when he pulled back the shower curtain, he expected maybe a scream or some curse words, but not you covering your nether regions as if it was your first time.

Taking his confused look as a question, you answered timidly, “I haven’t shaved yet…”

He stepped into the shower immediately and pressed up against you from behind, allowing you to feel the frustration building up inside him over the past three days.

“Baby, if you really think I’m gonna deny myself your sweet little pussy,”

Taehyung paused his sentence to rub at your clit, spurring a whimper from you,

“Because of a few stray hairs, you got me fucked up.”

Originally posted by jjks

jungkook: As the maknae of the group, Jungkook’s urges were more unpredictable than the other members. So, if there was a minimal amount of people around and little to no distractions, Jungkook would pounce when agitated, regardless of the current situation.

Even if you were in the middle of watching the latest Ironman movie that he was so adamant on seeing in the group’s dorm, where his hyungs were bound to be returning to at any given moment.

“I k-kinda wanted to see what happened at the end of the movie,” you complained, attempting to shy away from your boyfriend’s irresistible touches.

“But, baby, you hate Marvel movies,” Jungkook whined, dipping his hand into the waistband of your shorts. “And what’s under these shorts seems a lot more interesting to me right now.”

You keened as his skilled fingers worked at your clit through your flimsy underwear. “But, baby, I haven’t shaved…” 

Despite your protests, your hips ground against his hand, trying to get that friction you’ve needed for so long. It felt too good…

“But, baby,” he repeated the phrase again, nibbling at your sensitive earlobe and causing shivers to wreak havoc on your poor body. “I don’t care about that, because your cute little pussy still tastes and reacts the same way.”

Originally posted by nnochu

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omg gUYS i had this moment of inspiration when i was cuddling my pillow!! and obviously it’s this post. 

  • he would be so fluffy and cute sometimes that you’d literally had to ask him to stop

Originally posted by chimneytaels

  • he’d also be really caring and protective. after every call or facetime session because he’s on tour, he’d end it off with, “i love you baby, take care and rest well!” and a smile before sending you a flying kiss.
  • oh! oh! oh! and when he’s finally home from tour and united with you once again, you won’t have a single moment alone. (not that you want time alone anyway) he’ll be all over you.
  • and when ya’ll have to separate, he’d always hug you, engulfing you into his strong, warm, comfortable and big arms. he’d always kiss your head as you bury your head into his chest. 
  • then he’ll probably pick you up and finally kiss you.
  • not the normal, chaste kiss, no way.
  • he’d go all out.
  • tongue, teeth hitting teeth (since he’s such a careless guy), lip biting, passion, lust and love.
  • you name it, its there.
  • after such an intense make-out session, he would let you go and wave innocently while smiling, like all that hot shit never happened.

Originally posted by keepingupwithbts

  • and don’t get me started when he’s horny my friend.
  • he will show zERO shame and will not hide his raging erection. 
  • he would give you that look
  • that, “i’m suffering” look

Originally posted by ksjknj

  • he’ll start by sitting next to you, knees touching slightly and talk to you casually.
  • as he talks, he’ll rub circles around your thighs and slowly run his hands up and down them.
  • which will lead to him slowly dipping his hands into your shorts.
  • if he hasn’t gotten your attention by then, he’ll backhug you
  • he’ll make sure you feel his dick, his painfully hard dick press against that ass.
  • of course you couldn’t say no to sex. it was a very pleasurable thing to have with namjoon.
  • he has you wrapped around his finger. 
  • he’ll never get tired of you moaning “daddy” over and over again oh so deliciously. 
  • he’ll sit you on his lap, your clothed core pressing against his member.

Originally posted by civilkitten

  • he calls you princess 24/7
  • treats you like one too
  • namjoon’s very dominant. he gives off that vibe
  • so he’ll show no mercy.
  • “do you think its very fun to tease daddy like that by wearing such a tight short?”
  • “daddy’s going to punish his little princess for teasing.”

Originally posted by thedesire

  • he’ll kiss your neck
  • he’ll kiss your nipples, he’ll swirl his tongue around it, like he’s eating a lollipop.
  • he’ll kiss your stomach
  • he’ll kiss everywhere but where you want him to
  • “its only fair that daddy gets to tease his princess until he’s done.”
  • after ages of teasing and rubbing his clothed member on yours, he’ll rip your panties off without warning.
  • its only a matter of time before all your clothes are off, leaving you vulnerable.
  • i swear he could fuck you doggy style all day long.
  • but like we all know, he’s a careless guy.
  • at one point, his dick would slide all the way out of you 
  • he’d get so embarrassed omg
  • a giggle would come out, followed by a shy smile.

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

  • sometimes, he’d want those pretty pink lips of yours to suck him off
  • “on your knees princess.”

Originally posted by forever-young-got7

  • but at the end of the day, both of you would be tired after the activities.
  • he would always still be the caring boyfriend that he is. though.
  • he’ll probably ask if you’re okay, that if what he did was too rough.
  • he’ll massage you, run a bath for you, treat you like a real princess.

Originally posted by pleasingpics

  • if you were dead tired by then, he’d always cuddle you to sleep. always. 
  • never would you want to lose him.
  • whispers of “i love you so much.” would send you off to sleep.
  • you can always be yourself around him.
  • he’ll never judge you.
  • nor would you judge him.
Oh Captain! // Steve Rogers x Reader (P1)

Pairing: Steve Rogers x POC Reader, Nat x Bucky (WinterWidow)
Word Count: 2k+
Warning: Language, Fluff, Smut, ‘Captain’ kink. This is a bit of a slow burn. I’m not sorry. 

Summary: How is Steve supposed to resist you when you call him Captain like that? How is anyone supposed to resist those god-forsakenly beautiful thighs? Naturally you both have to fuck it out; your only choice really. WinterWidow makes a brief appearance. Bonus: Tony Stark’s seal of approval.

A/N: Idk why my fics keep starting in the gym, maybe it’s a sneaky way of telling myself I need to work out more. Lmao, ignore me. I’m so sorry. This was supposed to me a short 500 or so word one shot but I’m a goddamn wordy ass ho with no self-control and a shitty understanding of the word ‘short’. Happy New Year everyone 

Originally posted by imultifandomstuff


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The Mpreg Fic- Pastel/Punk

Description: Prompt by @multiphandomtrashcan

Genre: Smut then Fluff

Warnings: Mpreg, Daddy kink, Smut

Word Count: 1239

A/N: Oh dear. This is going to be the smuttiest thing I’ve written in a while. Enjoy, I guess. Also, the prompt asked for Little!Dan but I believe I’ll leave that part out because I’m not quite sure how to write that sort of thing in a mature and safe manner. :) 

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The Maid | Part 3.

Summary: You just got a job as a maid for seven boys. You were confused as to why seven boys couldn’t clean up after themselves but you disregarded it and took the job anyway. 

chapter details: smut, exhibitionism and voyeurism, really smutty that i don’t even know why i’m even writing this t-t

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As You Are (Requested)

“Could you do like where his girl is insecure and H is super sweet and fluffy about it?”

Just a wee heads up, this one gets a little smutty near the end. Hope you enjoy!

Let me know what you think, and if you have any requests for future oneshots, you can ask me HERE.

1987 words.

Harry smiled as he pressed his finger to the ‘share’ button in the corner of his screen, watching as the image of him and his partner in crime pressed up close to each other, giggling, uploaded itself to his instagram. It was a big moment for him. He liked to keep his private life private, but they had been together for a year to the day and Harry felt like it was time to share this with more than just his friends and family. His followers were eager to consume any information they could get their hands on, and this was something he wanted them to know. He wanted everyone to know. He would shout about his one true love from the rooftops if he could.

The likes were instantaneous, the picture flooded with heart eye emojis and encouraging comments, and Harry spent a couple of minutes scrolling through them, the sincere support of so many people lit up on the screen before him. Sure, there was an outraged or straight up rude comment here and there but Harry was pretty well versed in how to keep his head above all that. Sometimes, if his mood was low after a particularly shitty day, a comment would hit a nerve, but he had such a great support system of friends who were well accustomed to his kind of fame and knew exactly what he was going through, so he was able to vent and then get over it pretty quickly.

Exiting out of instagram, he went into his recent calls, her beautiful name sitting right at the top of the list. He called her, lifting the phone to his ear and listening to the rings, imagining the sound of her ‘Second Hand News’ ring tone going off and her scrambling to get her phone from whatever place she had managed to leave it this time. “Harry! Hey,” she answered. Even her voice made Harry smile, and he flopped back against his bed comfortably. “Hey miss. D’ya see the picture?” he asked eagerly. There was a pause. “Love?” he prompted, leaning up on one elbow. “Yeah. I saw it,” she answered. “Very sweet of you,” she said finally, and Harry slumped back again, relief flooding through him. “I though’ maybe you didn’ like it,” he said, smiling as if she could see his expression.

That was last they spoke of it as the conversation turned naturally from the picture to how their days had been, how shitty her boss was, and when they would see each other again. They talked and talked, as they often did, and time got away from Harry.  There was a lull in the conversation and he yawned, looking down at the leather watch on his wrist, eyes widening as he took in the time. “Fuck! It’s almost midnight!” he said, sitting up straight. “Love, I’ve got ter go. Big day t’morrow. But, I’ll see yer t’morrow night? I’ll come ter yours?” he suggested, waiting for her response. “Sounds good. Love you Haz,” she answered. “Love you ter the moon an’ back,” he murmured, taking a second to savor the exchange before hanging up, his heart and mind filled with thoughts of her.


Harry turned the key in the lock, gently opening the door and peering through the entrance into the open space before him. “Love? Miss?” he called, shutting the door behind him, dropping his keys next to hers on the small hall table. “M’in my room,” he heard, and he smiled, following the familiar voice into the bedroom he knew so well. The bedroom they had spent many hours wasting time together in, talking about their hopes and dreams, confessing their silliest secrets, making the sweetest love.

Harry grinned at what he saw, the girl he knew so well wrapped up in a blanket, hair up in the messiest of buns with curls escaping wherever they could, glasses slowly slipping down her freckled nose, fingers tapping away on her ancient laptop which she refused to update, despite Harry’s many earnest offers to replace it for her. Harry flopped down next to her, pressing a kiss to her cheek and peering at the screen. “Whatcher workin’ on there miss?” he asked, trying to catch a glimpse of the rows of words on the plain word document. She slammed the screen shut, cheeks flushing light pink. “Just journaling. Had so many thoughts tonight that I couldn’t keep up with just a pen and paper,” she answered, placing her laptop on her bedside table.

It wasn’t lost on Harry that she refused to meet his eyes, or that she seemed to stiffen when he brushed against her. “Hey…” he murmured, a hand cupping her cheek, tilting her head towards his own. “What’s goin’ on in tha’ head of yours?” he asked gently. She sighed, shaking her head. “I… I don’t want to talk about it,” she whispered. He paused for a moment, before sighing, slightly bewildered by her response. There had never been a time before this when she had refused to talk. She always told him exactly what was on her mind, and he did the same with her. They shared everything, so for her to close up like this was almost frightening. “Love. What’s happened?” he asked again.

She sighed shakily, her eyes filling with tears that Harry could tell she was desperately trying to hold back. “I-I… That picture,” she stammered. “The comments. They’re so m-mean. And I know I should be able to just g-get over it you know, cause you are so good at ignoring t-them and I wish I could be like t-that but I just can’t! I m-mean, I know I’m a little on the bigger s-side and I know that I don’t look like what they want m-me to look like… I’m n-not Kendall, or Taylor, or… I don’t m-model. A-and they think I’m not good enough… And… Like y-you’re just with me because it’s good for your i-image which I keep trying to tell myself isn’t t-true but I can’t get it out of my head. And I k-know when I look up at y-you, now you’re going to b-be so sad and disappointed and I’m s-sorry but… This wh-whole thing h-has made me feel s-so ugly,” she finished, breaking into soft tears.

Harry was completely taken aback, trying to wrap his head around the confession that she had just blurted out, his head reeling with anger and sadness and an overwhelming desperation to make the beautiful girl before him see exactly how he felt about her. “Hey. Listen ter me. When I firs’ met you, I genuinely couldn’t take my eyes off of yer. You know tha’ right? You were the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. M’not gunna sit here and pretend that I don’ see you, and see what yer look like. I know exactly wha’ yer look like, and I love it. You are so sexy, an’ soft, an’ warm, an’ you’re all curves and smooth skin an’ you smell so good. An’ when I first looked at you, I thought how much I wanted to feel you. An’ then I talked to you, an’ impossibly, you were just as sexy inside. An’ funny, an’ sweet, an’ smart, an’ independent,” he paused, shuffling closing and taking her hands, kissing them both before continuing. “I will never care abou’ wha’ is said about us an’ our relationship I don’ care wha’ anyone thinks. Why would I? I am so madly in love with you, my sweet girl,” he murmured, kissing each of her damp cheeks before finding her soft lips.

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Yoongi Prompt

Hello, can i have a Yoongi smut in which he catches you masturbating to him, thank you? 

I read this and thought, omg she needs jesus, and then i realized i have already written this… so i need jesus too.. ugh. 

Rated 19 + ~~ PWP Smut. 


I woke up feeling sweaty and tired, my body aching a bit too much than usual my hair sticking to the sides of my head and my breath a little raspy. I flinched when I realized I’d somehow forgotten to take off my sweater while getting into bed , the way I usually did.

 We kept the temperature a little high these days because our son Yoonjin tended to get cold very easily. The baby was clearly asleep now and i sighed in relief, shifting around nervously. 

My husband was turned over , sound asleep, his breathing slightly loud but oddly soothing in the otherwise silent apartment. For a few seconds i tried to close my eyes and go back to sleep. But it was impossible. i was wide awake now, with nothing to do.

I hesitated a bit, my mind automatically going to the man next to me. We hadn’t had proper, romantic sex after the baby was born. Yoonjin was almost ten months old now and most of our sex was done with zero noise, careful , under the sheets , weary of waking up the baby.

 I’d also lost count of how many times we’d been interrupted. It was easier for me, to switch from being aroused to motherly but Yoongi spent a lot of time swearing colorfully everytime I left him with a raging erection with no relief but his own fingers.

I wasn’t doing any better. These days, i was so terrified of waking the baby, I’d started faking orgasms, just to make Yoongi hurry up. The man would never let me leave the bed without having at least three or four orgasms at a time and let’s face it, the female body cannot have that many, everytime. 

It just won’t happen.

 but everytime I begged him to hurry up he would kiss me deeper, “ Once more, jagiya…” He would whisper. “ Come for me just one more time…”

And i’d end up just faking it, to get him to stop. Not because I didn’t enjoy it or anything. It was just that , the more time he spent trying to get me off, the more likely he was to lose out on his own orgasm, because our son would wake up by then.

So it had definitely been a while for both of us. Well, i was awake now. I could … help myself.

I shrugged the sweater off and slipped my panties off quickly, fingers easily moving between my legs to find my clit, forefinger and middle finger pressing down in soft little circles before moving down to my entrance.

 I was wet already , a little and I gathered some of the moisture on to my fingers, before returning to rub my clit. I shut my eyes and tried to remember how Yoongi looked with his clothes off. My mouth watered because he was gorgeous.

 God, he was so gorgeous, I imagined licking the curve of his neck, kissing my way down his neck to the little cleft of his collarbones. He was always so sensitive there. I could bite him lightly and the lick him with my tongue, taste the skin there and make him grunt .

 I loved the little sounds he usually made when I kissed him. He was especially sensitive just below his belly button and over his hip bones. I’d tried to kiss him there and been shoved away too often.

I could feel myself get wetter as I thought about his strong hips, the way his bones jutted out, how pale and smooth his skin looked. I could trace the bones of his waist and his pelvis with ease, kiss and lick my way down before finally , finally  kissing his cock. 

My mouth genuinely watered because he tasted so amazing down there. It was hard to explain the musky, clean taste of male skin, but what I loved the most was the heavy weight of his cock on my tongue, enough to make me choke, just the first few inches. I would lick the tip, use the tip of my tongue to trace slow circles on the head of his cock, lightly press my tongue against the underside before dipping the tip into his slit.

 He was always leaking  by the time I took him into my mouth, the salty sweet pre-cum delicious on my taste buds. I imagined his hand in my hair, gripping it tight guiding me the way he wanted to go while he fucked into my mouth. The thought of it made my walls clench harder, slick wetness leaking out.

I groaned softly, wary of waking Yoongi up. If he woke up now and found me with my fingers between my legs, i could never live it down. But i couldn’t help it. My slit was swollen and so wet that I was sure the sheets were beginning to get wet. 

I tried to maneuver myself carefully, till I spread my legs and knees, enough to push two fingers inside my dripping entrance. God, how i wished it was his fingers inside me, those slender pale fingers, perfectly long and thick and just perfect.

I imagined licking a long stripe up the length of his cock, from the base to the tip, over and over again till his cock was sopping wet in my hand. I usually used my right hand to grip the base of his cock, while my left slipped down to gently fondle his balls, forefinger tracing the shape of them before slipping down to press at the sensitive skin just below his balls. 

It would always make him groan , long and loud. I would grip his base tighter before sinking my mouth down on his cock, almost fully, till his cock hit the back of my throat and for each stroke, I would use my tongue to massage the underside of his tongue, licking and lightly tracing circles as well. 

Yoongi loved it when i let him fuck my mouth shallowly as well, till the blunt tip of his cock hit the walls of my cheek. Sometimes i would graze my teeth, very very softly across the skin making him shudder uncontrollably. I would lick him, over and over again, getting him nice and wet for my pussy. Yoongi was big and long and it always felt better when he was well lubricated, both with my spit and his precum.

Once his cock was nice and wet, dripping with spit and precum , I would climb on top of him, position myself over his cock and slowly sink down on it, taking the entire length of his huge, hard cock inside me, feeling him stretch my walls as my tiny body tried to accommodate the huge width and girth of his member.

I groaned at the mental picture and stuck my fingers inside my drenched pussy, biting down to muffle my own scream as I came shuddering around my fingers, the walls of my pussy convulsing around my fingers as i tried to catch my breath. It was mind blowing, the pleasure radiating from my wet center all the way to the tips of my fingers and toes.

it took me approximately sixty seconds to come down from the mind blowing pleasure to acute embarrassment.

Had i just fully fantasized about sucking my husband off and riding him??

“Are you done?”

I jumped about a foot into the air when Yoongi sleep weary voice whispered into my ear.

Embarrassment turned to mortification and an urge to sink into the floor when I realized that my husband had been awake and watching.

“Oh my God…” I scrambled up, ready to bolt but Yoongi sat up quickly, grabbed my wrists and yanked me hard, making me laugh as I fell into the bed.


“Such a naughty, naughty girl….” Yoongi drawled. “ Is this what you do when I’m not around, spread your legs like a slut and stick your fingers inside ?? Hmm?? Tell me baby, who were you thinking about when you were finger fucking yourself so well??” He bit my earlobe and i mewled in pleasure.

“You…” I stuttered out when he yanked me closer palms now shaping my breasts forcefully.

“What about me? My face?” He teased , thumb and forefinger gripping my nipples and tugging till I started sobbing a little from the pain-pleasure.

“No.. I.. Yoongi please…” I didn’t know if i was begging him to stop or continue.

“Tell me babe… Tell me what you were imagining…”

“Kissing you…” i said , mortified.“ Down there…”

“Down there?? Where? My feet?”


“Say it babe…”

“your..” i really couldn’t say it out loud. i was red a tomato by now.

“Say it , or I’ll spank it out of you…” He lightly slapped my bottom and i yelped.

“Your cock…” I whispered , mortified. Yoongi hummed in pleasure.

“I thought so. Bet you imagined your pretty pink lips wrapped around my cock, sucking it nice and deep, huh baby??” His fingers slipped down and found my clit, pressing down a couple of times before slipping into my pussy, all three of them. I choked out in surprise at being filled so well so suddenly.

“Yoongi…"I started to move my hips, seeking more of that delicious friction against my walls but his fingers stilled and he pulled out quickly.

“Not so fast. Why don’t you show me what you were imagining sweetheart? Kiss my cock and show me what you were imagining to get you so wet for me?”

I scrambled to grab the waistband of his boxers easily taking it off him. He was already hard and obviously throbbing, his breath leaving him in a hiss when I grabbed his cock, thumb lightly rubbing the slit to gather some of the precum before giving him a few small strokes. 

I quickly, crawled down and licked the base, all the way to the blunt tip, making sure to get his cock wet before taking the length inside my mouth. The heavy feeling of his cock as it stretched my mouth, and lips was heaven. It was the oddest thing, how much it aroused me just to give him head.

 I loved every bit of it, maybe because it was me on my knees but it was Yoongi who was trembling with need and helpless with desire.

He gripped my hair at once, lightly with not too much pressure but enough to let me know that he’d be calling the shots. He pulled me forward shortly, thrusting his hips softly to fuck into my mouth gently and i could feel his gaze hot and heavy on my mouth as his cock slid in and out of my wet lips.

“You look so pretty like this. You take my cock so well, babe. I’m almost willing to forgive you for touching yourself when I was right there next to you…” He hummed and I groaned around his cock making him jump and swear when the vibrations from my throat transferred to his aching member.

 I use my tongue to trace the sensitive underside of his cock, trace the vein underneath and it’s positively throbbing. A few minutes later, Yoongi’s fingers slip down and he gently grips my jaw, just holding me in place while he fucked my mouth. one thrust made him go a little too deep and i almost gagged.

“Tsk…Tsk… You used to take me all the way in, before. You’ve lost practice haven’t you sweetheart..Maybe i should let you suck my cock more often. ” He gently gripped my jaw and thrust carelessly, a couple more times before pulling away with a pop.

“On your hands and knees.” He said swiftly and I quickly turned over, panting. He gripped my hair lightly before pushing up against my back, lightly parting my legs and slipping into my heat without any warning.

 I keened at the stretch, the way his cock felt inside me, pushing against my walls and reaching every sensitive inch till my head dropped forward in complete defeat.

 Yoongi snapped his hips forward at a brutal pace, fucking into me swiftly and with practiced ease. I stopped trying to make any movements, just let him have his way with me, trying to concentrate only on the feel of his throbbing cock inside my body, too big and too long and just a bit too much.

Yoongi grabbed my hips and pulled me up till I was kneeling on knees and elbows, his fingers slipping into the ga between my body and the bed, to find my clit. 

He rubbed insistently against the bundle of nerves till my body exploded against his, the walls of my pussy contracting around his cock and making me groan. I collapsed fully at that and his cock popped out of me with an obscene squelching sound. I’d never been so wet my entire life.

“Turn around babe…” Yoongi said impatiently and i rolled over lethargically. Yoongi quickly grabbed my breasts and pushed then together till there was a nice tight little gap .“ Hold these for me, sweetheart.”

“Yoongi..” i said mortified.

“What? I want to fuck those perky breasts of yours. There was a time when I used to have exclusive access to them. It’s changed now..” He said sulkily, straddling my chest with his knees on either side of my body before stroking his cock a couple of times and pushing his cock into the space between my breasts. 

He was big enough for the blunt end of his cock to his my lips each time he pushed in and I stuck my tongue out, licking the tip everytime he came close enough to my tongue. After a few more solid thrusts, he grunted.

“Can I cum all over your pretty face, jagiya?” He rasped and my thighs clenched at the filthy words.


I shut my eyes and quickly tongue my out. A second later I felt his cum hit my tongue , throat, the underside of my chin and parts of my cheek as well.

“Fuck… Fuck… Fuck..” Yoongi gasped, milking himself through his orgasm. When he was done, he slowly climbed off me and shook his head before reaching out and gently massaging his cum into my skin.

I wrinkled my nose.

“That’s gross…Stop..” I protested and he scoffed.

“Says the girl who just masturbated to me while i was right next to her. You little pervert. ” Yoongi teased, reaching over to kiss me lightly on the lips .

“Like you’ve never masturbated to me..” I said with a roll of my eyes.

“Why should I? When I have you at my beck and call… "He teased.

"You’re unbelievable.”

“Anyways, the next time you’re horny wake me up. I’ll be the one taking care of it…not you…” He said sternly and I laughed.

It wasn’t a bad idea really

The Cool Kids (TG/AP)

I had always wanted to be friends with the upperclassmen in school. I mean, who didn’t? They always seemed so cool; talking back to teachers, smoking cigs during recess, and sometimes ditching class entirely. But the one time I tried to talk to them they all just made fun of how young I was. After that, I tried to avoid them and keep my head down, but I always envied them. One day I accidentally walked into the detention room where they were all hanging out. Embarrassed, I looked around for a teacher to ask for directions to the classroom I was supposed to be in, but there were no teachers in the room. I was about to turn and leave, but one of the boys walked up behind me and blocked the door.

              “Hey, where you going little guy? Don’t you want to hang out with us?” he asked me with a smirk.

              “Um, sure, I guess…but I should really get to class soon,” I said nervously.

              “Hey, this little guy seems pretty nervous. Let’s try giving him the ‘water’,” he said to another boy with a wink. I saw one of them pull an unmarked bottle out of his backpack and walk over to me. He asked if I was thirsty, but before I could respond he began to pour the contents of the bottle over my head. They all started laughing and I tried to wipe the water out of my eyes. I wanted to cry, but as I rubbed my face I began to notice how long my hair seemed. My parents normally took me to get a haircut every two weeks, but for some reason I felt my hair tickling my neck. I looked up at the upperclassmen towering over me and was about to ask what was in the bottle, but a sudden pressure began to build in my legs and I shot up nearly a foot in height. In a matter of seconds I was almost eye level with the boys, but the sudden growth spurt made me a little disoriented. I looked around at the boys and noticed that they had stopped laughing. Instead, they were simply staring at me with grins of excitement growing on their faces. I was beginning to get nervous, but before I could run and find help I felt my bones beginning to grow again. My body felt like putty as my frame grew outwards. I heard my shoulders crack as they widened, and at the same time I felt the joints in my arms and hands pop as they grew long and feminine. A final loud crack could be heard as my hips shot outwards, and as I stumbled around the room in a panic I noticed how much more my new hips swayed with each step. I had never paid much attention to the older girls in school since they were always just talking about boys, makeup, and other lame stuff, but I could tell that I was beginning to look like one of them. I wanted to scream at the thought of becoming an icky girl, but as I exhaled all that came out was a girly sounding moan.

              “Oh man, he sounds like he’s gonna be a sexy one,” I heard one of the boys say. I wanted to slap him, but before I could turn around I felt a tingling sensation coming from my chest. I looked down at my soaked shirt and saw that my nipples were growing bigger. Not only were they growing bigger, but it looked like they were beginning to poke out of my white shirt too. I reached up to cover them from the boys’ staring, but as I touched one I felt something really good course through my body. I touched them again, pinching them a little this time and let out another moan. I had never felt anything like this before, but I immediately wanted more. As I pinched my nipples and continued to moan, I felt my chest beginning to push out into my hands. Pretty soon I was cupping two boobs in my hands, and as much as I wanted to fight these changes, I couldn’t help but indulge in the pleasurable effects of my changing body. I gave each boob a squeeze and felt more tingles of pleasure run through my body, causing me to giggle and moan. A warm sensation began to come from my belly, and I looked down past my new boobs just in time to see a layer of muscle form at my midriff. My shirt was already too small for my growing body, but it seemed to expose my midriff perfectly for all the drooling boys. My abs tensed as I felt myself grow fit, and soon that tension traveled to my butt.

              I felt my leg muscles tense as my butt cheeks began to inflate. My pants, already tight from my growth spurt, began to tear and reveal a smooth, peach shaped butt. I looked at my new behind and reluctantly began to admire it. I could feel my thoughts beginning to change. I was becoming stupid and girly and self-centered, but before I could fight it I felt a wave of pleasure explode from my groin. I tried to keep in another moan, but couldn’t hold it in as my member began to change. It felt like a vacuum in my abdomen was sucking my manhood up, but as it retracted between my legs it left some weird looking lips in my crotch. I looked at the new gap in my crotch, utterly confused by it, but also curious. I felt a dampness beginning to build in my crotch and suddenly felt the need to touch it. I rubbed a finger against it and recoiled from the sudden jolt of pleasure. I squealed, causing all the boys to laugh as they watched me struggle to figure out my new body. It all felt wrong, this wasn’t my body, but as I touched my crotch again I felt a sensation that was so pleasurable I almost forgot I was a boy. I felt my insides shift and settle as I became a girl completely. I still wanted to run and tell someone what these boys had done to me, but I couldn’t fight the new urges I was feeling. I wanted to slip two fingers between my legs, and though I tried to fight it, I soon found my hand slipping two digits between my new sex. It was unreal. I moved my hand back and forth, listening to a wet schlicking sound as I went.

Pleasure began to build in my mind, and I felt a tugging in the back of my mind to come back to reality, but this felt too good. With each motion I felt new knowledge enter my head. I knew how to pleasure myself, I knew what a blowjob was and how to give a good one, and I knew the boys wanted me. I didn’t want to know any of this, but it all just came with the pleasure I was feeling. I moved my hand faster and faster as I began to remember smaller things, like shaving my legs and buying tampons. I shook my head and moaned in a mixture of pleasure and reluctance. I wanted to escape, but I was so close to a pleasure I’d never felt before and wanted to feel so badly. With one last slide of my hand, I screamed and felt my first orgasm wash over me. It was euphoric. My pussy throbbed as I came, dripping with juice and filling the room with the stench of sex. As I reveled in the afterglow, I felt a flood of hormones course through my body. I felt the desire to play video games fade away. I felt memories of my friends become memories of hanging out with the popular girls in school. I felt the need for a man to ravish me. I turned around and stared at the boys, smirking and sizing them up. They all had raging erections showing through their pants, but some of them were clearly more hung than others. I pointed to one and curled a finger at him, signaling him over to me. He smiled and undid his belt. I unbuttoned my shirt a bit and tied the loose ends together, pushing my breasts forward and showing my new cleavage off. I grabbed the bottle of water he was holding and began to pour it all over my breasts. I moaned again as they grew one size larger. I turned around and began to swing my hips back and forth, giving all the boys a sexy little show. As the boy thrust his dick between my tight little pussy, I smiled and whispered into his ear:

              “My name’s Robin, and I’m your new obsession.” I felt even more turned on by the fact that we were about to fuck in front of all the boys. My pussy ached for attention, and thankfully my little boy-toy was more than happy to oblige. I smiled and let my eyes roll into my head in pleasure as his cock thrust in and out of me. I owned these upperclassmen now. The only thing I wanted now…was to try anal.

My turn, princess. (M)

Author’s note: so when I started writing this scenario it was supposed to be the angsty follow-up to my minhyun vampire!au because the anon requested hardcore angst and I kind of veered away from that. well. let’s just say it happened again. Minhyun just has that effect on me where I have to write smut. I guess. Also, this is my first actual smut ever so please be gentle~~ I’d happily write a part 2 to this, so if you liked it don’t hesitate to send me some feedback :)

Genre: vampire!AU, smut, blowjob, slight dom!reader // female reader

Word count: 1807.

Summary: After your first time with this man you had discovered to be a vampire, your entire life changed. You moved in with him and gave him all the power in the relationship. One morning, you decide to take some of that power back.

Originally posted by teolminator

          Ever since that day, everything had changed. Minhyun couldn’t bear the thought of you going back to an empty apartment after a day spent with him and although you put up a fight, not even two weeks after your first time together, he had you moving into his place. The first few days had been extremely awkward for you. His place was really nice but let’s just say Minhyun was very minimalistic when it came to furniture and his place simply felt… cold. You found yourself always trying to get out of the apartment, deciding to hang out with friends anywhere but his place. Your place. Although it didn’t feel like it quite yet. Minhyun was very dominant. May it be in your everyday life or in the bedroom, he liked to be in control. He liked to see you squirm under his touch, following his every command. And let’s just say that him never giving you any power in the relationship didn’t help you to adapt and feel at home. But last night, as you fell asleep in his arms, you had decided to stop letting yourself be the follower in this relationship and take some power back for yourself.
          You woke up in Minhyun’s warm embrace, basking in his sweet and intoxicating scent. You placed a cold hand on his chest, propping yourself up on one elbow, admiring his every feature. He pretended to be asleep, letting you stare as long as you wanted to. You started to get impatient and moved on top of him. You placed a sweet, chaste kiss on his lips which had him smiling, eyes still closed. His hands instantly found their way to your hips and he flipped you over, hovering over you, hair falling into his eyes. Every time he looked at you like that, you felt like your heart was going to burst. Even after months of knowing him, you couldn’t adapt to the intensity and to be completely honest, you weren’t mad about that. “Pretending to be sleeping, uh?” you teased, hitting his chest with as much force as a 4-year-old. He brought his mouth to your neck, leaving three open mouthed kisses from your ear to your collarbone. You gripped his shoulders, eyes fluttering closed under the exhilarating warmth of his lips on your skin. He nuzzled his nose in the crook of your neck, leaving one last kiss on the soft skin under your ear. “I have some things to do today so I won’t be able to see you until tonight. I just wanted to give you enough time to get your quota.” You chuckled slightly, running your hand through his hair mindlessly. “My quota?” He propped himself up, looking back at you, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. “Of me. I wouldn’t want my princess missing me. Too much.” You punched his chest a little harder this time, managing to extirpate yourself from under him as he rolled over on the side, pretending to be hurt. You turned towards him, not even slightly concerned for his safety. He was a vampire after all. You took the hem of the long t-shirt you were wearing into your hands, slightly bringing it upwards so it rode up your thighs, exposing your behind. You saw his eyes darken, following your every move. “Guess I should do the same for you. Wouldn’t want you missing your princess’ body in the middle of the day.” You turned away from him, walking towards the bathroom. With each step, you swung your hips from side to side, making your shirt ride up even more. You heard a groan come from the bed as you stopped at the entrance to the bathroom, leaning on the doorframe. You looked back at him, a playful look in your eyes. “Well?” You saw his eyebrow shoot up, his attention entirely on you. “You coming or not?” In a single second, he was behind you, his hands roaming from your hips to your stomach. He brought you closer to him and through the thin fabric of your shirt and his briefs, you could feel his growing bulge pulsing against your lower back. You turned around, your right hand finding its way to the band of his briefs. You played with the elastic with one finger, releasing it and letting it slap against his bare stomach. A slight wince escaped from his lips as a smirk played on your face. You slipped a hand down his briefs, palming his member as you felt it pulse against your touch. Minhyun through his head back in pleasure, a moan escaping his lips. Your lips went to find his torso as you placed open mouthed kisses on his pecs, your hand still working on the raging boner that kept growing under your touch. You moved your way down his torso, getting on your knees as his head snapped towards you, his eyes dark with lust. Every time things had gotten intimate between the two of you, Minhyun had always been the one in charge. And seeing him on the verge of pure ecstasy from your hand only had you feeling a certain sense of pride. And power. You left kisses from his left hip to his right, slightly tugging at his briefs. Lust flowed in his eyes but something in them changed. For the first time ever, you swore you could see him pleading with you to bring him to his release. A smirk tugged at your lips as you took the band of his brief between your teeth, bringing it all the way down to the floor. He stepped out of it, throwing it somewhere in the bedroom with his left foot. You brought your face back up, ending up face to face with his raging erection right in front of you. A smug smirk graced your lips as you basked in the way he was completely ready for you. The way he needed you so badly. You placed an open mouthed kiss on his tip, a moan escaping his lips. Your tongue peeked out of your mouth as you looked at him through your lashes, an exhilarating feeling coursing through your body. A single bead of sweat rolled down his forehead and his eyes were closed shut as you pressed your tongue hard against his base, licking all the way to his tip, bringing it into your mouth. His hands found their way to your hair. You felt a slight pressure on the back of your head pushing you towards his member and you sat back on your heels, moving away from him. His eyes shot open at the sudden lack of touching, his wandering gaze finding you in an instant. “You want me to suck you dry, right?” He nodded, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down as he gulped hard. A growing ball of nerves and pleasure starting building between your legs as you saw him completely helpless under your touch. You felt your folds becoming wetter by the minute as you rubbed your thighs together, trying your hardest not to let show how wet you were from seeing him squirm under your touch. “Use your words.” You saw the confusion in his eyes. Never before had you been so dominating with him and he couldn’t help but feel conflicted as to what he was feeling. Because he was absolutely loving it. All the blood in his body moving towards his nether region, he had a hard time forming words. “Yes, princess.” You raised your eyebrows, waiting for something. He knew exactly what it was. So often had he made you beg before giving you what you wanted. Now was your turn. “Please.” You grinned, feeling accomplished seeing him squirm under your command. “Your wish is my command, my king.” His member twitched as the words left your mouth. His pet name for you had always been princess. It naturally fell into place. But hearing you call him your king made him react in a way he could never have predicted. You brought your hands up, grabbing at his ass cheeks, a smug grin plastered on your face as you felt him flex under your touch. You looked back up at him, his eyes fixated on you, pleading with you silently to bring him to his release. You placed a kiss on the top of his beautiful cock before you took his entire length in your mouth. As your mouth reached his base, the tip of his cock tickled the back of your throat and you gagged. You felt his cock twitch inside of your mouth at the feeling. You kept taking him in your mouth, speeding up as sweet cursing started spilling from his lips. His hand found its way back into your hair but he simply grabbed at it, not daring to force you into anything again. You brought your right hand to his balls, taking them in your grasp. You started playing with them as you kept taking him in your mouth. “Fuck princess, your-” He shuddered as you scratched the soft skin between his balls and his ass. “You feel so good.” His grip on your hair tightened as he drew close to his release. “God I’m so- so close.” You deep-throated him once more, his dick twitching inside of your mouth as he released his load at the back of your throat. You swallowed his sweet release as you continued sucking his cock, helping him ride off his high. His grip on your hair slightly loosened as you brought yourself to your feet, bringing a finger to the corners of your mouth, cleaning yourself up of his cum. His eyes lazily opened as you brought the finger to your mouth, sucking slowly on it, savoring his taste. He brought his hand up to your face, placing a loose strand of hair behind your ear. He closed the distance between you two, his hands finding their way to the hem of your shirt. He tugged on it slightly as if to ask for your permission. You smirked and threw your arms above your head, staring straight into his eyes. Your shirt left your body as Minhyun threw it down on the floor, leaving you only in your panties in front of his naked and disheveled figure. The look in his eyes suddenly changed as he went from the submissive mess he had been under your touch to his normal dominant self. Lust flooded his eyes as he brought a hand to your neck, moving your hair away. He grabbed onto your shoulder with his left hand, bringing his right to your lips, tracing your bottom lip with his thumb. “My turn, princess.”

anonymous asked:

All this MJ talk, I really think that "Dirty Diana" would make a great theme for a one shot... I know requests are closed... just sayin'

Harry had finally done it.  His first night of his first solo tour.  It was hard to believe the gig was almost over.  One more song and it would be official, Harry Styles had gone solo.  He reached forward to grab the mic stand, his hands a bit squishy from all the sweat after having been up onstage under hot lights for the last hour.  He licked his lips and opened his mouth, ready to introduce the last song of the night when he saw her.  

She was tucked to the side, almost all the way in back.  Maybe the reason he’d seen her was because she was standing near Jeff but he doubted it.  Harry was shocked he hadn’t seen her before.  Every molecule in his body seemed to be screaming out for her the moment her crystal blue eyes met his.

Time seemed to stop.  The fact that there were 2500 other people in the room seemed a moot point.  This girl…well…this girl was special.

“You alright, Buddy?”  He heard Mitch’s voice in his ear, breaking him from his thoughts.

It seemed that in anticipation for his next introduction the entire room had gone almost silent.  Harry cleared his throat,

“Sorry.  This is Sign of the Times.”

Harry did his usual dancing around but his eyes never wandered far away from hers.  By the end of the song he’d sweat twice as much as he had the entire night and the semi he was sporting underneath his glittery gold pants was getting harder by the moment.

He ran a towel down his sweat soaked face and threw it into the crowd.  He told everyone he loved them before turning and hopping off stage.  He grabbed the water bottle Lou was holding for him, barely even acknowledging her existence as he breezed past her to make his way towards the door where he knew Jeff had been.  He hoped and prayed she’d be there still by the time he got to it.

He flung the door open, quickly reminded that half the venue still hadn’t cleared out when a blood curdling scream greeted him.  Harry was quickly pushed back behind the door as it slammed shut.  Jeff squeezed Harry’s shoulders to get his attention,

“What the hell are you doing?  You wanna die?”

Harry swallowed,

“I saw her.  Did you see her?  She was…she was…mouth watering.”

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Lookin’ for a Date?

Double J Productions (aka myself and Julie, @cocohook38) wanted to do something special for you, so we collabed on your birthday gift, which includes a smutty ficlet and accompanying art. I just needed to see Deputy Jones with the badge, and this idea came to mind. I hope you love it just as much as we love you! And also thanks to our Mulan, @shipsxahoy, for betaing as well. WE LOVE YOU KAIT!!! 

Deputy Killian Jones turned the corner onto Main Street in his vintage black Firebird just as the sun was setting over the horizon. It had been a few years since he had taken up the position and he was taking to it like the Jolly Roger in smooth waters. He never imagined working with his best mate (and father-in-law) would be easy—after all, Killian did murder David’s father in cold blood. But, David understood that Killian was no longer that man anymore, and forgave him, much to Killian’s surprise.

Killian was cruising down the street, listening to Christina Perri over the radio, when a flash of gold blinded him momentarily. When his eyesight adjusted, Killian looked towards the source of the light, which was right in front of Grann’s. He soon realized that the setting sun’s rays were reflecting off of a necklace, and the jewelry was being worn by the most captivating woman he had ever seen in his over 300 year existence.

Her flaxen hair was piled high on her head, with tiny tendrils falling from her temple, framing her face. Her hair being up exposed her long, graceful neck. She wore minimal makeup, but she didn’t need it, her face one of classic beauty. He could see her emerald-green eyes from down the street; they were like two jewels gleaming in twilight. Her toned arms and sculpted legs were on full display in a tiny red sheath dress that looked as if it had been painted on her. And the red peek-a-boo sandal heels on her feet gave her backside extra perkiness.

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Crush ( Part 1)

Originally posted by holy-fucking-damn-shit

Pairing: Jensen x Reader
Summary: Jensen has a huge crush on you
Warnings: none.
A/N: This is set in the early spn years, way before Danneel and JJ, no hate to his family, this is just fiction.

Jensen smiled as he sat down in the fold out chair, next to Jared, in front of the camera. The interviewer was in the next room getting the rest of her things ready for the interview with them.

“Think this’ll ever get old?” Jared asked, smiling nervously as he wiped his hands on his jeans. Jensen smiled, patting him on the shoulder before sighing happily, “God, I hope not.” In that moment the interviewer walked in with a big smile on her face and a few papers in her hands.

“Alright, Gentlemen, let’s start this shall we?”

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Giving and Taking (M) // Kim Yugyeom

Originally posted by kimyuygeom

Pairing: Yugyeom x Reader

Genre: Smut

Summary//Request: Yugyeom see’s how stressed you’ve been recently, so he decides to buy you a gift and gives you a massage to help you relax - so you give him something in return ;)

A/N: Please note that this scenario is rated M for mature as it contains smut, daddy/kitten kink, dirty talking, erotic massages and blowjobs (oh my god what have I done)

Also! This is 2 scenario requests joined together as they were both similar Yugyeom smuts ^^ I hope you enjoy!

“Yugyeom…” you whispered quietly upon your boyfriend presenting you with what he had described as a ‘present’ after you had arrived home from a long day of being incredibly worked up and stressed out from studying.

He cracked a tentative side smile, trying to maintain his confidence he’d built up as he watched you palm inside the small, pink box he offered to you. “I know you’ve been so stressed recently, so I thought about something fun we could do so you could wind down, hmm?” he cocked his head, looking at your eyes feast over the items he had bought for you. You had absolutely no idea that your boyfriend even thought about these things before – and it was turning you on a great deal.

Inside the box, you found the most adorable set of black, clip on kitten ears that had little bells attached to them with soft pink fabric on the inside. The faux fur was soft, delicate and smelled like sweet perfume. The box also contained a little black collar, complete with “Kitten” etched on the front from a dangling tag. What surprised you the most however, was the tiny little tail that was at the bottom of the box to match the ears with a small clip at the top –  all making you shiver with nervousness and excitement.

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