Aries: THEY ARE NOT ANGRY! Wtf, when they are arguing they are so chill and they know their words so well! Fuck u underestimating people! Aries are so chill and dreamy and in their own universe! They have such a big heart but too scared to show it! They LOVE gossip but they want silence.
Taurus: ~I can’t say that they are not hungry~ BUT THEY HAVE SUCH BIG HEARTS! They love others and they sacrifice for others! They are crybabies and they want a big family of friends! Too innocent ! RUN IF THEY ARE ANGRY! One look and u could be dead 😨
Gemini: WE’re not two faced! WE’re not full of gossip and shit! We are loyal, we love and live with our hearts and sometimes with our brains! We love art and we love family, we want peace and quiet and WE WANT TO BE UNDERSTOOD! We might get easily bored but that doesn’t mean we are BAD !
Cancer: IF THEY ARE THE CRYBABIES THAN I’M SANTA! They are SO MANLY ( even girls ), they are loyal and they will fight for the loved ones! So strong and full of courage! They have a heart and they love but because they love THEY ARE THE STRONGEST!
Leo: WTF BITCH?! If they are so proud and full of themselves WHY THEY HAVE SUCH A BIG HEART AND WHY THEY ARE WISE?? I’ve learned All my life lessons from LEOS ! WE NEED TO RESPECT THESE FIGHTERS AND INTELLIGENT PEOPLE!
Virgo: THEY ARE WORKAHOLIC AND THEY LOVE TO CLEAN UP EVERYTHING? YES! BUT FUCK IT! They are responsible ,intelligence ,beautiful, and they want stability and support! WE NEED TO LOVE THEM !
Libra: FAMILIST? YES! WANTS PEACE? YES! But they can beat your ass if u say something to their loved ones! They are fighters, they are THE ANGRY ONE! If someone disobeys THEY WILL PUT SOME RESPECT IN THAT PERSON!
Scorpio: If they are mysterious and sexy and so mature….fuck it I’M TINKERBELL NOW! They are childish and so soft and they put their hearts on a plate when they make a friend! They are NOT MYSTERIOUS AND SEXY THEY ARE SCARED TO BE HURT AND THEY WANT PEACE! They are good people!
Sagittarius: LOYAL AS FUCK! A CONSERVATOR! THEY are so cool and funny and GOOD ! Omg, I respect these people! I don’t know what to say! They are responsible, they are kind, they are beautiful persons! They are FLAWLESS!
Capricorn: (￣∀￣) if they LOVE TO work….no (unless they can make money out of their work)! They LOVE TO PARTY, to have a great time with their friends, to learn funny facts about our planet, THEY WANT TO FALL IN LOVE! They are so romantic and open minded! They want to take care of that someone special! I RESPECT THEM A LOT !
Aquarius: Let me tell u something, these creatures are not as humanitarian as people say…they are cold and MYSTERIOUS, they won’t open up….but truly, THEY ARE HURT, THEY SUFFER AND THEY WANT LOVE! THEY NEED TO BE LOVED ! ~I think I will make a blog “LET’s LOVE AQUARIUS”~ they NEED LOVE!
Pisces: Innocent…? FUCK U! No, they are not! They know so many kinky things and they are into dark things, THEY ARE NOT PINK , THEY ARE BLACK! They are loyal and good “mothers” but they are so cold to others, they cry ONLY IF THEY ARE ANGRY! They will beat u up with their look 👀 if u annoy them!
This is my personal opinion! Please don’t hate me :)
i feel like obi-wan was constantly giving cody heart attacks because as the war went on and got more and more dangerous, obi-wan kept deciding “oh, i kinda feel like wearing less aRMOR TODAY”
like honestly, look at this:
early in the clone wars he had chest armor that looks like it probably covers his heart from both the front and the back and also has plating all the way up his arms as well as on his shins. it’s not perfect, but it’s definitely something, especially considering how the majority of the time, the enemy used blasters
after the time skip, apparently obi decided all that plastoid was cramping his style so he got rid of basically all of it except for his forearms. i would love to see his clones’ reaction to finding out their reckless general had now made himself even more of a target.
by ROTS obi-wan decided to basically fuck armor entirely, opting for fabric and leather alone, content in the assumption that the power of the force and pure concentrated sass will save him. he doesn’t even have gloves anymore lol. cody has long given up hope.
Before you read these moments from my life, I’d like to apologize for the language, but I’m trying to recall it from the exact detail.
During the months of June, July, and August, I spent many hot summers of my childhood at my Grandmother’s house further west on the island of Cape Breton. The forest was plentiful, the plains were a vibrant green, and my Grandmother’s house was a rickety old two-story that was built sometime in the 50’s and looked like it didn’t belong.
florist!stan has a crush on baker!mike, who works in the shop across the street. starting from the first day of spring, stan starts leaving him bouquets of daffodils once a week. after about 10 weeks mike finally brings him a plate of heart shaped sugar cookies and tells him that the feelings are mutual
These flowers bloomed out of nothing and now you expect me to want your gold?
Listen, you don’t know about caged animals, how we’d rather gnaw our legs off than be kept captive, you don’t understand what a shackle is until it has stopped you from
No one starts with ‘listen’ or ‘wait’ or ‘so’ unless they are backed into a corner
here I am, palms open, my heart on plate, and listen,
I am backed into a corner - always have been, I know what it means to hit a wall
and walk away with scars.
Good news: I don’t need your gold.
Flowers bloom, that is just what they do but I am not a flower so when my mother brings me roses for my birthday I laugh; I am not a flower, you know me, you know I have claws – damn, you have scars from them. I am an inferno, can’t you see that? You don’t leave wreaths for fires.
They’d just burn them, anyway.
A boy doesn’t bring me flowers because I am not that type, they always know, I always laugh too loud and gifts to these goddesses are cigarettes and less loneliness, more loveliness – never flowers.
They’d just burn them, anyway.
And so I do not grow as a flower - I have no roots, I have no leaves, I have no petals to blossom with.
But I bloom.
By God, do I bloom, and I bloom like every wretched thing who has ever been told that she will never amount to anything more than ash.
So today I don’t need your gold. I sprouted from the pavement, from the weeds, from the ugly. My knees are already dirty, I know the alchemy of the broken things.
Summary:You’re head over heels for your best friend Bucky and hate the nickname he gave you as it doesn’t exactly scream romance.
Word count: 1871
Warnings:Cursing, low-self esteem, chubby!reader x bucky, idk….
A/N: So this is what I work on when I get blocked writing Nobody. It’s supposed to be angsty and funny and fluffy (maybe a tad naughty at some point idk). I hope you enjoy the first part!
sunshine,” Tony greeted you as you slogged into the kitchen with a scowl. Your (Y/H/C) was sticking up in random,
knotted directions from tossing and turning all night, and dark bags hung under
your puffy (Y/E/C) eyes.
you groaned as you poured yourself a sizeable cup of coffee. Tony was one of those ‘happy morning
people’. You hated him. And his stupid face. But his coffee was good so you let him live.
A blurb about a dinner where you flip out at Anne and are left to deal with the consequences.
You had never been someone to yell at others or start pointless arguments, you could let most things go easily and move on, you knew this and everyone at your house sitting at the table celebrating Harrys tour selling out in Europe knew this too. You were all sitting around the table, yourself and Harry, Gemma and her partner and Anne and the conversation had shifted to grandchildren, you inwardly groaned and tried to avoid the conversation allowing Gemma to talk about their plans to have a few kids now they were married. Your eyes avoided that of those at the table, busying yourself with trying to clean some of the plates at the table, your heart sunk when Anne had said your name and asked you when you were going to give her grandchildren. You looked up and smiled slightly as she started talking about what your children would look like, if they would have Harrys eyes or yours, wether they would be tall like him or short like you. She had looked over to you and asked if you had thought about it and said if you hadn’t you should, “ you wont be able to have children forever my dear” she had said before launching back into various details about your hypothetical children lives, their appearances, their features and accents, things you had thought about continuously, things you and Harry had spoken about as you waited for pregnancy tests and being disappointed when they were negative. You hadn’t meant to scream at her to shut up, you hadn’t meant to slam down the bowl of peas you were holding or to yell at her to mind her own business and that you knew you wouldn’t be young forever and you knew she’d love to have grandchildren because she told you all the time. You hadn’t mean to slam the door to your bedroom so hard you could hear the photo frames on the walls rattle or sit against the door and sob into your arms. Truth be told you and Harry had been trying for the better half of a year to give Anne a grandchild, to have a baby that looked like you and Harry to love and care for, you’d spent the year trying for a baby unsuccessfully in and out of fancy specialists, getting blood drawn, crying over pregnancy tests, seeing fertility doctors and all they could tell you that you were physically fine, and yet a year on and you and Harry had nothing to show for. You had decided not to tell anyone you were trying for a baby, you didn’t want the added pressure onto of what you were putting on yourself, you had been more strict on keeping it a secret after two phantom pregnancies and a miscarriage at the beginning of the year that broke you so much you didn’t known if you could continue to try. So you knew you were out of line for yelling at Anne especially when you could hear her crying downstairs as Harry comforted her, he would be furious at you for the way you spoke to Anne. Despite being married for almost 4 years you’d never seen Harry be more protective over anyone as much as his mother, he never let anyone mistreat her or speak to her rudely, especially when it was his wife, but you wanted nothing more than to have a baby that you just lost it because you couldn’t stand hearing all those things out loud, couldn’t stand the questions of when you were having a baby, because you were trying so damn hard.
You had stayed in your room or the rest of the night, you couldn’t face anyone yet especially not Anne and Harry, despite knowing everyone was staying overnight to wait to hear if the US tour had sold too and that you would see them in the morning right not you just couldn’t do it. You had heard everyone head off to bed as you stayed in the same place in the corner of your room the whole time, next to a box of things you’d both brought for your future child, you had been stupid you thought to buy toys for a child who hadn’t existed yet and despite the sobs that rippled through your body as you held them hope was still present in your heart for a child of your own. The door had opened letting light into the dark room that was only lit by a small lamp next to your bed, you knew it was Harry by the heavy footsteps that had come up the stairs and especially when he had slammed the door causing you to jump slightly. “ Yeh owe my mother an apology” he spoke standing at the end of your bed a few meters from you even in the poorly lit bedroom you could see he was angry you didn’t speak to him just nodded scared for the fight that was inevitable at this point. “Got nothing to say now huh? After you screamed at my mother to shut up and to mind her own business” Harry hardly ever yelled at you but the tone of his voice was filled with enough venom that you could feel the tears welling up again. “ What was I suppose to say Harry! Tell her I have been trying to give her grandchildren, that-that I’m filling my body with hormones and getting poked and jabbed at the doctors, that having sex with you is almost a daily chore and that I can hardly look at you with children because it hurts so much and that everyday I loose hope to ever having a baby with you and it hurts so much that having someone tell me that I wont be able to have children forever is enough to make me scream” you were standing now and couldn’t help the tears that poured down your face or the fact you were shaking almost uncontrollably. “ You were suppose to tell her that we were trying, not have so little respect for the woman who raised me and ruin everyones night by being a fucking brat” You were sure the hole house could hear your yelling now, you were practically screaming over each other at this point. “ You will be lucky if she speaks to you again, what happened out there wasn’t right! You weren’t my wife there, you were unfair and harsh to her cruel even! My mother is a strong woman and it takes a lot to make her cry and you did” His words felt like a punch to the gut, you had always looked up to Anne as a strong woman and you felt terrible for what you had done to the woman who had taken you in with open arms, who had held you as you broke when your own mother had died and always kept you sane when Harry was on tour on the other side of the world and now you’d gone and treated her so terribly. “ I cant even look at you, get out” he spoke walking towards the door before opening it and throwing a pillow and a blanket from the bed to the hallway, you felt like an animal who’d been sent outside after being naughty. “ Harry please” you cried walking towards him grabbing his hand only for him to yank it away from yours almost in what looks like disgust. “ I said get out!”
You had stood in the hallway your bedroom door locked closed you were trying to hold your cries in but your sobbing was probably loud enough now that there was no way anyone in the house could not hear you. You had grabbed your blanket and pillow and headed to the lounge room, your cries not slowing at all as you walked through the pitch black house, you couldn’t even work up the energy to place the bedding onto the couch and instead you curled up into a ball on the soft material on the floor and let out the cries you’d been holding in. You weren’t sure how long you had laid there with your eyes closed shut before a light above you was turned on and Annes all too familiar perfume filled the air as she sat next to you on the floor. “ Come here my darling, it’s okay” her arms brought you into her chest where you wrapped your arms around her like a small child crying as she patted your hair shushing you. “ I-I’m s-sorry Anne, I was so rude” you could hardly get words out you were so hysterical. “ I know your sorry my dear, If id known I would’ve never pushed you like that” You didn’t understand how she could be so lovely to you despite you reaction to her earlier. “ I never meant to make you cry” You laid there for a while in silence, your sobs and cries becoming less frequent while she continued to rub your back in a soothing motion. “ Harrys hates me” you spoke quietly a while later you had sat up on the couch now the two of you still sitting close together. “ I know my son love, he’s upset and angry, but he could never hate you” Something about her words reassured you a bit, but you knew it wouldn’t be that simple.
You and Anne had spoken for about an hour after that you apologised a dozen of times and she assured you continuously she forgave you. You walked silently back to your room and opened the door to see Harry laying facing away from you on his phone the light illuminating the otherwise dark room. You didn’t know what to say to him, you wanted nothing more than to curl up in his arms and for him to hold you and kiss your head goodnight, but you weren’t stupid enough to realise it wasn’t that easy. Your head reeled with thoughts that you’d go near him and he’d tell you to get out, that he hated you and that he didn’t love you, and although you knew they were in your head, it didn’t stop the fear from creeping up, You pulled your clothes off replacing it with one of his shirts from the floor and placed the pillow he’d thrown out for you on the bed softy not wanting to disturb your husband too much. “ I said I didn’t want to see you” his words weren’t laced with anger this time but he still stayed facing away from you as you pulled back the blankets and slipped in facing your back to his. “ Do you still love me?” your words were softer than you thought they’d come out, your voice had cracked at the end and you were almost scared to hear his answer. He turned around in the bed to face your back you couldn’t see him but his brows were furrowed at why you would ask such a question. “ I will always love you, you drive me crazy y/n, and sometimes you make so mad that I say harsh things but I love you” his arms snaked around your waist and pulled you in close and he placed a kiss on your head. “ I hope our babies are like your mum, strong and forgiving” You wrapped your hands in his kissing his knuckles softy, you would never have thought that night would result to anything good, but in a few months time you laid in that same position and said the same sentence this time 5 months pregnant.
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“Ughhhh.” You groaned softly as you leaned against the door
with your body groggy and completely done with the day. You gripped at your
keys dragging them slowly from your purse to stick them into the keyhole
turning it slowly so that you could unlock the door. Your feet were throbbing
from the long shift that you worked in your heels. Your job required you to
dress the part and sometimes wear heels and today was one of those days. It
felt like your feet had their own heart beat with each step you took into the
house. Though you started off looking good your hair was becoming a big poof
ball resulting in you putting it up in a bun as you tried to get through the
day. Once you were inside of the house, you took off your shoes throwing them
down onto the floor beside the door. You shut it before placing your purse on
the couch as you walked through the front room towards the kitchen smelling the
food aroma that filled the air. You could hear the distinct sizzle of the pan
and a soft melodic laughter slipping from your lover’s lips as he listened to
something on the television screen.
“Baby.” You called out weakly as your hands gripped onto the
counter, you pulled out a chair to sit in, the bright light from the kitchen
triggering a slight headache as you stare at the back of your lover. He was
holding a fork in one hand poking at some meat in the pot, he had on baggy
sweat pants and a long sleeve red shirt that showed off his biceps. He turned
around to look at you tilting his head with a slight smile, his tanned skin
glowing as he flashed his teeth. His dark brown hair falling into his eyes
parted down the middle.
“Baby you look like shit.” He admitted softly trying to get
you to laugh.
“Gee thanks baby you’re so encouraging.” The corner of your
lips dropping down into a frown as you watched him. He clutched at his heart
playfully as he gripped at a plate turning back around to fix food onto both
plates, and moved to slid them into the oven. Once it was set he moved towards
you, walking behind you he gripped at your shoulders giving them a deep squeeze
causing you to let out a strangled cry from how good it felt for him to take
away some of the tension there. Your shoulders seeming to match the throbbing
of your feet.
“Someone had a hard day at work huh?” He asked softly
pressing a kiss onto the back of your neck as his hands moved across your skin
kneading and gripping onto your flesh. You nodded your head looking at the pan
where the food had just been feeling your stomach tighten and ripple out a
growl. “Do you want talk about it?” He asked softly and you shook your head
“No, I just really want to get over today and have some
distractions.” You admitted as you tried to look up at him.
“Then.. Wait right here. And no touching the food.” Jimin
warned stealing a kiss from your lips. And like that he was gone leaving you
alone with your thoughts. Your fingers drummed against the table as you laid
your chin against one of the palms of your hands. Your eyes skimmed from the
stove to the television and back. Jimin’s words rung through your ears but your
stomach was resisting the will for you to behave and head warnings.
“Stop looking.” Jimin joked as he trodden back into the
kitchen going to the cabinet to grab at a clear wine glass for you. He sat it
down on the counter before he opened the fridge to get out your favorite bottle
of wine. He poured the red wine into the glass sliding it to you with a gentle
smile on his lips. He waited for you to take a few sips before he was picking
you up carrying you into the room. He let you hold onto him as he sat you down
on the bed, he let you finish the wine as he started to push the upper half of
your body back against the bed. He gripped at the tight pencil skirt you had on
sliding it down your legs before he reached for your button up shirt. Undoing
the buttons slowly, you watched him with hooded eyes feeling your want for him
creep up but you were so damn tired. Jimin made sure to undo each button before
he pushed the shirt over your shoulders letting it pool against your wrist. You
finished off the glass of wine and he waited patiently for you to do so but
once you were done he gripped at the glass sitting it down on the stand beside
the bed. He stood you up to slid your panties down your legs and he moved to
grip at your bra unsnapping it from behind you letting it slide off your
shoulders. He picked you up bridal style, shutting the light off into your room
turning your lamp on so that it was dim in the room. He carried you into the
bathroom and a soft gasp left your lips. He had music playing in the bathroom
from the stereo on the wall. There was a mix of red rose and vanilla scented
candles that light up the room along the sink and the tub. The water had rose petals
into it and bubbles that rose in different designs. Jimin smiled at you as he
sat you down into the tub gently, letting you relax. He stripped off his shirt
at first just sitting beside you, reaching over to take your hair down from the
bun it was in. You released a soft groan and he just watched you as his hands
rubbed at your scalp.
“Does it feel good?” He asked softly and you nodded your
head, leaning into his touch with your eyes finally dropping closed. He pulled
back after some time to grab at a towel letting the water get onto it, he
lifted it up to squeeze the water and let it cascade down onto your hair
wetting it. You smiled gratefully as he took care of you dampening your hair.
He moved to get the shampoo, getting on his knees he poured some into your hair
letting it lather up before he started to wash it. He made sure to scrub and
get the soap all over your head making sure to clean your hair before he rinsed
it and put conditioner next. He had been with you for so long he knew how to
take care of your hair better than you did sometimes. He smiled lovingly at you
pressing a kiss against your lips as he soaped up a towel next starting to wash
your body off. His touches were soft and gentle the cloth moving down the
valley of your breast and over your stomach. He lifted your legs up washing
them off one by one, before he sat them back down and let the towel get wet
once again before he started to rinse your body off. Once he was done he was
going to leave but you reached out for him opening your eyes with a pout.
“Sit with me and relax? I want daddy..” You mumbled slightly
looking into the water. Sometimes you just needed to be taken care of and
tonight was one of those nights. Jimin nodded his head, stripping off his
clothes he moved to crawl into the tub behind you pulling you onto his lap. You
sat in a quiet silence just listening to music and vibing together. The steam
rose off both of your bodies as the hot water enveloped your skin. Jimin let
his wet hands lift to rub soothing circles into your hips as he started to talk
to you about everything and nothing all at once.
His voice had gotten deeper due to the relaxed state he was
in while he was with you. His hands moved across your stomach so that he could
press the pads of his fingers harder into your skin loving the groans and mewls
he was eliciting from your lips. His hands trailed lower to your thighs, he was
on a roll making sure he was touching the spots that made your body react with
little litters of goosebumps. He hummed softly leaning down to start and pepper
kisses along your jaw until he was letting his lips rest against your neck. He
inhaled your scent, loving being this close to you he realized how needy he was
for you in this exact moment. His hands started to wander, his legs lifted your
up and parted your thighs, his fingers moving to dance across the insides of
your thighs massaging the skin there. He let his fingers start at the skin
against your knees before he trailed them higher up your thighs right against
your heat on either side but he never once touched you were he knew you were
starting to want him the most.
“Jimin.” You groaned softly and he shook his head swiping
his tongue across your neck.
“Patience kitten.” He cooed out as he slid his hand back
down your legs and once again back towards the inside of your thighs. His hands
were becoming bolder in movements. Sliding up from your thighs to the lower
part of your stomach he let his nails slightly drag across your bottom stomach
and you shuddered moving around his lap softly. He let his tongue drag across
your pulse point, one of his hands moving to dip down and press against your
pussy causing you to gasp in pleasure.
“Jimin, please.” You whined out, wanting it but not wanting
to be exhausted.
“Let daddy help replenish you.” He muttered hotly against
your ear, a smile curling on his lips. His hand covered the area of your pussy,
one hand rested against your lower stomach as he let his hand move up and down
the whole length of your pussy, teasing it and playfully dipping his finger
down between your lips only to pull his fingers out. He teased your pussy a bit
more before his hands were pressing down against your clit. He let the pads of
his fingers rub against your pert bud, chuckling to himself at how your juices
slipped into the water. Your eyes drifted shut as your hips pressed against his
hand, trying to meet his motions with little thrusts of his hips, you could
feel your lust slowly build up as he rubbed at your pussy. Jimin was great at
pushing your buttons. He knew your body well and knew when you would tick from
the right things especially when you were tired. His fingers slowly slid down
your slit as he spread your pussy lips wide to let the hot water press against
you. Your hips jolted and Jimin slapped your pussy lightly before he let his
middle finger slowly circle around your entrance. You bit on your bottom lip
tilting your head slightly to feel his tongue on your skin more. He pushed in
his finger slowly, pushing it until he made sure his knuckle was buried deep
inside of you. Your mouth parted to let his name roll off your lips softly. He
started to pull it out of your pussy dragging it slowly against your walls
before he pushed it back in. Your hips pushed back against his lap and grinded
against his finger every time he entered it inside of you. He slipped in his
ring finger next, just letting the both of them sit inside of you. He was
stretching you out, but in his own way as he held his fingers there.
“Jimin!” You whined out looking at him. He gave you one look
that made you shut up your protest as you looked off pouting.
“Fuck, you’re so cute when you’re needy.” He teased as he
fingered you slowly, scissoring his fingers in and out of you, making a come-hither
motion inside of your pussy. You enjoyed the feeling of his fingers pushing
deep inside of your pussy, your hips rolling around in a circle. “Do you like
it when I touch you here baby girl? Do you like how I finger your pussy?” He
questioned softly as he added another finger inside of you, his free hand
moving up to cup your breast. He let his fingers pinch at your nipples before
he started to roll his fingers over the flesh his fingers grazing at your
nipples. Your body was becoming on fire, little hitches of your breath left
your lips as he pleasured you in the tub. The water cascaded down your thighs
as you bucked your hips up against his hands. Jimin pushed his thick fingers
deeper, using his wrist to flick his fingers deeper inside of you pressing
right against your spot.
“Fuck Jimin- shit right there.” Your hand moved to grip at
his hair, pulling on the locks he was eager to pound his fingers inside of you
adding another finger letting all four stretch inside of you.
“Damn look at how your pussy is taking my fingers. It seems
you’re being a little greedy girl tonight. We will have to do something about
that.” Jimin promised biting on your earlobe pulling onto the flesh. He moved
to press his thumb against your clit, rubbing it in a circle as he continued to
thrust his fingers into your tight pussy and you were on edge. Your free hand
moving to grip at the tub as the other hand continued to hold onto Jimin’s
hair. His dark locks feeling good to grab at as your orgasm started to swim in
the pit of your stomach.
“Are you going to be a good girl and cum for me? Are you
going to let me feel your cum all over my fingers?” He asked and you nodded
eagerly as your hips jerked harder against his thrusts. In a matter of seconds,
you were cumming on his fingers your back arching as your body locked up, your
juices slipping out to mix into the water and onto Jimin’s fingers. He growled
softly feeling the wetness and how tightly you were wrapping around his digits.
He let you ride out your orgasm until you were done, he pulled out his fingers
slowly, pressing them against your lips you parted them to suck and slurp on
his digits cleaning them.
“Look at that. That’s right baby girl get them nice and
fucking clean.” You heard him whisper to you, feeling his hard dick against the
crack of your ass excited you more and you couldn’t help but grind back against
him, trying to edge him on. He pulled his fingers from your lips slowly before
he turned you around, you looked down at him with hazy eyes your hands moving
to rest on his broad shoulders. Jimin wrapped your legs around his waist as he
gripped at the base of his cock to rub it up and down your soaking pussy lips.
“Look at how hard you’ve made me. Fuck you’ve made daddy so
hard.” He groaned as he pushed you down onto his lap letting his thick shaft
slip past your entrance. He stretched you out, and you wrapped your arms around
his neck, hugging him close as he started to lift you off his shaft before he
slid you back down onto his cock. Your hands gripped at his hair at the nape of
his neck playing with the soft strands as you helped him out, grinding your
hips back and circling it every time your hips met one by one.
“You make daddy feel so good. Your pussy feels so good
around my cock. You always make me feel so good kitten. I love your pussy, I
love being buried inside of you. Let me take your stress. Let it go and enjoy
me.” He muttered against your ear as he thrust up against you. His hands moved
to grip at your ass helping you grind against him as he did the same. The water
started to splash and spill onto the floor creating puddles around the both of
you as Jimin took you slowly. He looked around at the candles that were melting
and though they were all in place holders he didn’t want to risk the water
blowing them out. He picked you up slowly, holding your body as he let the
water continue to splash. Your legs wrapping around his waist he carried you
out of the tub and walked slowly through the bathroom until he was pressing you
down onto the bed.
He looked down at you kissing your lips before he buried his
face in your neck his hands gripping at the sheets beside your head. He let his
legs spread out to press down against the sheets, your legs draped around his lower
back as the heels of your feet pressed into his lower back. He started to grind
deep into you giving you long deep strokes. He didn’t fuck you, it was more
like he was making love to you, your hands clung onto him, fingers dragging
across his wet skin. It was hard to dig your nails into his skin but you tried
for dear life. Your head moved to rest back against the sheets of your shared
bed. Your hips continued to thrust up against his, you were impatient but you
tried to let him take the slow pace, his hand moving down to rub against your
clit slowly, your hips started to buck faster against his and he complied
moving to push your hips down into the bed rutting into you. His fingers moved
faster on your clit, tapping and pressing against the wetness as it soaked out
his fingers. He groaned as he felt your walls starting to clamp down around his
shaft like a vice. He was becoming a bit rougher with his thrusts moving to
lean his head down to suck on your breast, tugging on your pert nipples with
his teeth, he let his tongue press against the puckered bud and he enveloped as
much into his mouth as he could. Your hands gripped at his hair pulling him
closer as your hips ground against each other.
“Please harder daddy. Please keep it there.” You begged out
to him, and he continued to snap his hips against yours.
“Come on, cum for me. Let me feel your juices on my dick. I
want to feel it all.” Jimin softly cooed against your ear with a hazy voice. You
did as told, making sure that you wrapped your pussy around his dick as tight
as you could. You met your orgasm cumming on his shaft, as he rubbed your clit
but he didn’t stop there he continued to slap at your pussy and rub it harder,
causing you to ultimately squirt and cum again as he filled you to the brim
with his cum. He picked you up and pulled you into his lap, the sheets were wet
from your bodies and the juices from your pussy. Jimin held you and kissed on
your skin. Marking your neck and collarbones with hickeys as he bounced you
harshly on his lap. Your head was tilted back and broken sobs of pleasure left
your lips as he fucked into you. You didn’t think you could cum again, your
pussy was sore but you gave into him and let him do what he wanted. Soon you
were cumming on his shaft once more and he helped you ride it out holding you
“Good girl. So fucking good.” He cooed out letting his lips
kiss against yours. He nuzzled your nose before he laid backwards with you on
his lap stroking at your hair.
“How do you feel now baby?” He asked softly biting on his
bottom lip as he watched you.
“I feel replenished and like I can get a good night sleep
now.” You teased with a light yawn shutting your eyes and holding onto him.
since tomorrow is your day off I’m going to feed you. And then we are going to
see if I can get you to black out from how much I’m going to fuck you.” He
promised playing in your hair