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Christmas Miracles -- 4

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Rockin’ Around The Christmas Tree…

The cold winter air forced you to come to your senses much faster that you’d have liked. Hands stuffed in your coat pockets and boots trudging down the sidewalk, you mulled over your thoughts again and again. Fear was the most distinguishable emotion lacing its way through your chest, closing in around your heart, but there was something else, too.

A tiny spark of excitement.

It was something that had come up in conversation from time to time – more of a passing thought than anything, but it was engrained in your head the way that Harry’s eyes lit up just enough at the mention of a little babe.

You shook your head.

“Don’t get ahead of yourself, y/n,” you muttered, snuggling down into your scarf as the wind picked up around you, “It’s too early.”

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Victor had the heat of Yuuri above him, the colors of his feathers painting them both in midnight blue, the drive of his gentle force. They clung to each other until the night had come and gone, spent the earliest light of dawn gathered in each other’s embrace, in the protection of Yuuri’s wings. Dancing in the bedsheets like they had danced out of them, singing into each other’s mouths until they were both too exhausted to move and could only fall asleep, still entangled.

Yuuri’s enchanted command had kept the crew off board, leaving them undisturbed. When they woke up, they fed one another breakfast off their fingertips, revelling in the quiet that they could fall back into with their love.

Victor’s lips started low, touching every inked feather, every mark stained into Yuuri’s skin.

He took Yuuri’s ankles into his hands, adoring the contrast between the shades of their skin. His fingertips fluttered up behind Yuuri’s calves as he kissed the soles and arches of Yuuri’s feet, worshipping every part that marked him as a siren.

Victor pushed his tired siren back to the center of the mattress, continuing his caresses upon setting Yuuri down in their nest of bedding. From the jut of Yuuri’s ankle bone, he brushed along the length of Yuuri’s legs until the dark of the tattooed feathers ceased into the peach of his thighs.

From there, Victor took Yuuri’s hands in his. One at a time, he kissed at Yuuri’s palms and fingers, over each ring the siren wore. Then, his mouth traveled over Yuuri’s wrists and forearms, tracing the markings there.

Yuuri chirped his approval when Victor wrapped himself around his siren, laying them side to side. Wings folded away, the tattoos depicting them adorned Yuuri’s back. The colors of the ink had changed with the season, pinks and blues replacing his usual red and black. Almost as alluring as they were in their unhidden form. Victor kissed between Yuuri’s shoulderblades, from where the wings crested to the feather tips resting just above the curve of his buttocks, and back again.

Yuuri unwound in Victor’s arms, the pace of his heart settling like it only could around his mate. Kisses continued, sweet and giving, over the ridges of Yuuri’s spine, the back of his neck. Up behind his ear and across his jaw, where the markings dotted Yuuri’s face. Victor could feel the stretch of Yuuri’s smile beneath his lips.

“I love your markings so much,” Victor muttered against Yuuri’s ear, kissing at it too. “I love how they spread when you’re angry, how they look against my skin when you touch me. I love how the ones here sprout feathers when you blush.”

As if on cue, little feathers tickled at Victor’s lips, Yuuri’s cheeks burning pink.

“I had an idea… for something I could do, a symbol that would show you as my mate for life.”

The siren twisted at the waist, gazing back at Victor with wide brown eyes. His finger drew a question onto the back of the hand which had settled low on his stomach.

“It’d be a surprise, but I promise that you’ll like it. Or I hope so,” Victor laughed. “I think you’d like it. A way of having a part of you with me, no matter where I am. Is that okay?”

Yuuri turned into Victor completely and nuzzled into his chest, kissing above his heart. He traced his answer over the lingering warmth his lips left there. Please.

Wrecked (Jikook Threesome)

I don’t know what to warn this. But it is pure smut and it has yaoi in it! If you don’t like it don’t read it. @silhouetted-beauty Helped me plan this out, so this is for you really <3 

You fidgeted with the box that you had currently been wrapping on your table, the tape not making your life easier as you tried to tape down the brown wrapping paper that had your doodles on it for your best friends. A soft growl rose from your throat, the corner of the left side of your mouth pushed up into a snarl. Your hair was everywhere from how you pulled it and raked your brains trying to figure out a solution to this hard task that was supposed to be simple. Clicking on your tongue when the box looked at least half decent, you made a motion to hop up from your kitchen table going towards your room to change from your long shirt that you slept in into something more appropriate for going out. Which actually in your mind wasn’t anything more covered up. Grabbing at white high waist shorts you slipped them on but not before putting on some fishnets that had a protective band around your waist ensuring the material would stay secure. Placing on your favorite red lace bra, you threw on a pink button down shirt, leaving the first three buttons undone you only snapped two below it in total before tying the ends in the front causing the shirt to rise and show a peak of the lower part of your belly button. Crossing into the bathroom feeling your excitement boil over practically, you set yourself in to curl your hair and pin it up, tying a bandana around it letting your bangs fall messily into your right eye. Your makeup was bold because at times you liked to be a bold girl- just not a scary one. Base and foundation a little blush also never hurt. Your eyebrows were drawn in to make them thick, your eyelashes curled and lined with mascara. You put pink eyeshadow around the bottom of your eyelid leaving the top to be a soft stroke of red as if it was fading out. You drew on wings on your eyelids finishing it off with red lipstick. Once you made sure you looked absolutely breathtaking you went to put on ankle boots not wanting to have to walk around town in heels all day.

Why were you getting so dressed up? Well your best friends Park Jimin and Jeon Jungkook had just gotten back from tour. You had missed them terribly and while they were gone you also visited the states to stock up on their favorite snacks that couldn’t get brought in Korea and you made them something like a care package. You knew that the two should be home today, or at least the whole group, you hadn’t actually talked to them but considering they had down time you wanted to bet they would avoid the studio and the company building while they rested for at least a day. You had known Jimin and Jungkook before they debuted and you were lucky enough they kept you around to meet the rest of their friends deeming you as a best friend for life. And you were proud of all their hard work and everything they stood for. Grabbing at your house keys, you carried the large box in hand. As you walked to the curb to wait for a taxi all of you hoped that they were there, yes you should have asked but there’s no harm in coming over unannounced, right?

An hour later you were standing there in front of the dorm shaking off the nervous feeling you had in your stomach. You always got like this when it was time to come face to face with them again. It didn’t help that they were attractive as well, making you all the more nervous though you’ve practically spent all your time here with them. Walking up to their door, you knocked on the surface leaning against the door to see if you could hear anything. A pout soon graced your facial features as you were returned with nothing. Sighing you tried knocking once again and when you got no answer you called both phone lines that rang but never picked up. Sighing, you grabbed your spare key from your pocket (not even the manager knew you had it) so you had to pick and choose the right times to come over for his sake as well. You moved to open the door walking inside deciding to just leave the box there and wait for Jimin and Jungkook to tell you later how much they enjoyed the gift. At first, you decided to leave in on the table so that everyone would know it was from you but because you thought one of the elders would try to keep it for themselves you opted out and decided to head for their room.

“Ungh~ J-jimin.” You heard a deep male voice ring out with a cry of pleasure.

Your face heated up quickly, your ears felt like they were on fire and you prayed that you heard that wrong. Creeping towards the heavy breaths that quickly followed the moans of pleasure you ended up in front of one of the rooms. The door was ajar, open enough to see in but not wide enough to walk right in. What you saw almost made you drop the box. Jimin was on top of Jungkook, their naked bodies were pressed together, Jimin’s hand wrapped around Jungkook neck as he drove into him, fucking him senseless against the bed. Jimin was smirking looking down with hooded eyes at the male below him. Groaning from the pleasure as his hips slapped against Jungkook’s. His sweaty hair pressed against his forehead some falling into his eyes as he opened his mouth to whisper out to the pleading male.

“I’ve been waiting to fuck your ass for such a long time now don’t you know that? Seeing you do such sinful body rolls, how you kept teasing me biting those plump lips. You should be careful Jungkook, I’d hate for the hyungs to see you limp around wondering why your ass is so sore.” Jimin taunted earning husky moans from Jungkook.

“I did it just for you. I wanted you to fuck me until I couldn’t walk. I don’t get to have the pleasure often.” Jungkook groaned out rolling his head back in pleasure.

Jimin gripped at Jungkook’s member stroking it in time with his thrusts earning more shouts of pleasure from the vocalist. “Hmm sounds like someone enjoys that. You’re such a dirty boy baby. Do you like how I touch your cock? Does Jiminnie make you feel good?” Jimin taunted earning a strangled approval moan from Jungkook.

You almost dropped the box in your hands. You KNEW IT! You had tried multiple of times to ask Jimin and Jungkook about it and they denied that they were anything more than friends. It wasn’t until the latest broadcast of the Vapp that you figured they were lying to you trying to cover their asses. But now finally you had something to hang over their head! No more could they embarrass you. A soft groan from the room made you come back to the scene in front of you, your eyes were cast down to the floor as you had been lost in thought. Your panties becoming damp as you listened in on the lovers fucking. Your eyes roamed from the floor up to the bed and the dark eyes piercing through your own made you gasp out loud. Taking a step back to run you tripped over your feet, falling on your ass with the box almost falling onto the ground but you managed to catch it in your lap. Scooting backwards, your eyes stayed on Jimin as you backed up, seeing him smirk you tried to scramble off the floor but it was too late.

“Why don’t you come in here y/n.” Jimin gave Jungkook one last hard thrusts, a bit of anger washed through him that you had chosen the worst time to come over. He had been sexually frustrated since the tour started and all he wanted to do until the others come home was fuck into Jungkook.

“I-I no. I can come back.” You stammered moving to stand up as Jimin pulled out of Jungkook slowly locking his eyes with yours he gave a hard glare.

“I said, come in here.” Jimin demanded. Jungkook turned to look at you, a flush face and body he sat up slowly biting on his bottom lip. You could feel your legs pulling you forward but your mind screamed that it wasn’t a good idea to go home and talk to them later. Curiosity took over the best of you and without thinking you moved until you were standing in the front of both of them holding the box you got from them. You were so nervous that sweat started to build up on your forehead, and you squirmed in your spot.

“Why are your shoes still on?” Jungkook asked to cut through the awkward air trying to lighten the move.

“Yeah can I go now?” You asked softly placing the box down on the dresser that was against the wall.

“Why on earth would you want to leave now?” Jimin asked sarcastically giving a flustered smile. He was nervous, if you told anyone they would get teased forever and it wouldn’t be a good situation from there.

“Because my best friends are lying pieces of shit. But don’t worry I’ll make sure not to laugh when I tell Namjoon I was right all along.”

“You’re not telling anyone!” Jimin shouted moving to sit at the edge of the bed and you couldn’t help but let your eyes travel downwards to rest on his toned body and red shaft. It looked swollen and painfully hard.

“I will do whatever I please!” You snapped back at him when you came to your senses.

“Please don’t y/n.. No one else but you know..” Jungkook pleaded and you paused for a split second wishing you would just stop checking the both of them out, because Jungkook looked so thick and your mouth watered, they were both so sexy.

“You’re lying. Why should I believe you?!” You asked feeling your face heat up more, you don’t know why you were making this into such a big deal when it wasn’t even about you.

“Look, I know we lied to you but I promise! They don’t know about us. And we aren’t ready to tell them yet. We are still figuring things out enjoying each other. It’s safer this way.” Jimin pleaded. You growled softly, you didn’t want to believe them. But.. It would make sense why they were left behind when the rest weren’t here and how they acted so needy on camera.

“Listen. I don’t give a damn about what you do behind closed doors but they are your friends just like I am but if anything, they are more important and they deserve to know!” You stomped your foot about to walk off until Jimin gripped at your wrist to tug you back towards him.

“Look we already apologized what else do you want??” Jimin questioned sighing heavily. “Look you are our best friend besides the guys so we trust you but if we have to we will blackmail you.” Jimin said causing you to jerk your wrist from him. You were going to say something but in that moment Jungkook leaned over to whisper something to Jimin who was turning from stressed out to perked up and full of smiles.

“Actually.. That’s a great idea Jungkook.” Jimin smirked tilting his head. “I mean, it’s no secret you’re attractive as fuck.” Jimin moaned out standing up making his way over to you.

“Jimin.. This isn’t funny stop.” You warned in a shaky tone stepping back.

“What’s the matter? Can you honestly tell me you don’t want us? We have seen the way you look at us and I must admit you’ve been a reason I’ve stroked myself many nights. Thinking about those pretty pink lips around my hard cock. I bet your eyes would water up when I fuck that nice mouth of yours. Or maybe that nice tight pussy. It’s been a while since you’ve had sex, hasn’t it?” Jimin asked, coming up to stand in front of you, your feet had stopped moving you backwards. Some part of you liked the fucking attention both males were giving to you and you were starting to hate that part a bit. “I know you want it. And I bet you’re tight.” Jimin wrapped his arms around your waist, pressing his hardened cock against your stomach, he gripped at your ass cheeks thrusting his hips backwards and forwards causing his thick appendage to rub across your skin.

“J-Jimin don’t you dare fuck with me.” You stammered before realizing what you just said. He gave you a smirk, and when you tried to open your mouth and change what had already been said, he replaced the air with his lips kissing you hungrily as his hands dug into your plump ass cheeks. His tongue darting out to lick the inside of your mouth causing a heated battle between the two of you. At first your movements were hesitant and shy but it didn’t take you long for your hands to be moving up to tangle into Jimin’s soft locks of hair. Jungkook watching the scene in front of him felt his cock twitch at the sight. You both looked so good together and he wanted in on the action. Standing up, he moved to stand behind you pressing his naked body against your back side, his hand sweeping around your front in between your legs that were trying to shut tight.

“Nuhuh, open them!” Jungkook commanded. You tried to rebel due to the fact that he was Jimin’s bottom but he was having none of that. Pulling your hair back he broke the kiss, making you strain to look up at him a dark glower in his eyes. “Don’t disobey me, or think for one second just because I let Jimin take over I won’t fucking wreck your little pussy or your tight ass.” Jungkook warned and Jimin chuckled breathing against your neck causing you to shudder as he licked a stripe up your skin.

“Don’t worry baby. We have a couple of hours, either way she’s going to be wrecked. She won’t even have a voice. She will be begging us not to stop.. Or to stop it doesn’t matter as long as she’s cumming on my cock.” Jimin stated as Jungkook let your hair go, Jimin’s hand gripping your chin forcing you to look at him. “You’re going to be daddy’s good girl, right?” He asked softly licking across your bottom lip, but the way he said it made you know that no matter what he was not asking he was telling. Your body was betraying you, your panties were becoming soaked and you were needy. Your breathing was hitched already from a fucking kiss. “Let’s get you undressed, shall we?” Jimin asked rhetorically as his hands moved up to cup your breast earning a slight moan from you. Jungkook leaned his head over to latch his lips onto your skin, sucking at your flesh causing you to squirm where you stood. Jimin messaged your breast through your bra, his fingers flicking across your nipples, Jungkook’s hand moved down between your legs that you opened for him voluntarily feeling him cup your sex rubbing your clothed pussy with his hand.

“Can you feel how hot she is Jimin? I bet she’s so wet right now. Thinking about what we will do to her.” Jungkook teased, his hand raising to slip inside of your shorts and past the barrier of your thigh highs even your panties, his long fingers brushing against your wet clit before a finger slid up and down your slit causing you to mewl in pleasure. “Well would you look at that. It’s an ocean down here. I didn’t know you got off watching men fuck.” Jungkook taunted playing with your slit before he went to pinching on your throbbing bud. “Such a dirty slut.” He whispered against your ear causing you to bite on your bottom lip.

Jimin started to work on your shirt undoing it and pulling it off you. You were in his favorite red bra you just didn’t know it. Or did you? Because even though you were all friends you always had a way of teasing him. Jimin leaned down to lick the top of your breast, his hands squeezing your mounds in his hand before he dips his tongue down the valley of your flesh. You pushed your hips down against Jungkook’s hand who was sliding a finger inside of you thrusting it slowly while your bra was removed. “I can’t wait to fuck these.” Jimin admitted throwing your bra somewhere behind him, leaning forward he teased you with his tongue, swiping across your flesh but never staying too long. Using his teeth to bite at your nipple and pull the flesh with his fingers. Your mouth opened as tiny moans of his name came out of your mouth.

“You’re so cooperative. Had I known you would have been so ready to fuck, we would have let you join a long time ago.” Jimin chuckled deeply.

“F-fuck. You.” You spat through clenched teeth as Jungkook added another finger inside of you, stroking your inner walls with his thick fingers burying them to the hilt, slowly stretching you out.

“No baby.” Jimin stated looking up in your eyes. “I’m going to fuck you.” It was the way he said it that had your legs buckling as your hands gripped onto your shorts. He chuckled wrapping his lips around your left nipple sucking on it harshly, his tongue sliding up and down your perked-up nipple while his free hand played with your other breast. Jungkook searched for your spot, thrusting his fingers in different directions until he found it earning a sharp cry from your lips. He smirked using his fingers to plunge deep into your heat using his legs to spread you wider as Jimin got on his knees to suck more at your breast. You could hear the wet sounds of Jungkook’s fingers slamming inside of you.

“Does it feel good? Do you like how I finger fuck you princess?” Jungkook asked, brushing his thumb against your clit. He was staring to pick up his speed but when you didn’t answer, he stopped holding his fingers in place his free hand gripping at your chin forcing your head back once again as you whined. “If I ask you something you will answer. Or you will leave here one frustrated woman.” His eyes burned into yours and you nodded your head in understanding not wanting to try him out on his threat. “Good girl, tell me you like it.” Jungkook gave a half smirk his fingers slamming in and out of you at a fast pace.

“Holy shit! I love it Jungkook- please it feels so good! I love your fingers stretching out my pussy!” You cried out with a flushed face. Jimin kissed down your body moaning at your sounds, gripping at your shorts he undid them in a hurry, pulling them down your legs and taking off your shoes. Instead of keeping your fishnets intact, he started to rip them from your core opening you up for him. He could see the water that collected in your panties, he could see it dripping down the inside of your thighs as Jungkook’s fingers worked on your body. He looked up at you, moving his hands back to play with your breast.

“Jungkook! Jungkook I’m going to cum!” You cried out, your body was shaking, goosebumps rising on your skin from the pleasure your pussy was speaking loud and clear with the lewd noises, your makeup would have been ruined had it not been water proof.

“Cum for me baby.” Jungkook rasped out. You were still trying to hold out, watching as Jimin destroyed your fishnets to place open wet kisses along your skin. “Please. Please cum for me.” Jungkook almost begged, his hips rolling against your ass. Feeling his stiffened member between your ass cheeks as he used his fingers to fuck you was too much. Your stomach tightened and legs gave way as you nodded your head your cum spilling onto his fingers. Jungkook harshly bit on your ear moaning seductively as he rode out your orgasm with you, his fingers curling inside of you to get everything the wetness that trickled down your thighs getting sucked up by Jimin.

Jimin pulled down your panties, looking at your glistening center as Jungkook toyed with your pussy before he pulled his fingers back slowly. He brought his fingers up to your lips, waiting for you to open your mouth. Parting your lips, you almost gagged on his fingers as Jungkook shoved them down your throat making you taste yourself, Jimin wasting no time through one of your legs over his shoulder attacking your pussy with his mouth. He latched onto your center, his lips wrapping around your clit as he harshly sucked. His tongue was pressing down against the throbbing pink clit, the flat of his tongue roughly moving up and down as he sucked on you. Your cries were choked back by the fingers that were brushing down the back of your throat, a spit trail starting to escape your mouth and dance down the sides. Jimin kept your legs open, using his mouth to cover your pussy, his tongue flicked rapidly up and down your slit, his hands moving to spread your pussy lips wide. He shoved his warm tongue inside of your pussy groaning at the taste. Your mind was blown, you had no words for how you felt but you knew you wanted to please them as much as you were getting pleased. Your hand reached around you to grab at Jungkook’s shaft. You pumped him dry at first, causing his hips to buck up against your hand as he pulled his fingers from your mouth. He looked over your shoulder, reaching his dry hand down to grab at Jimin’s head pushing it closer to your pussy causing you to both moan out. Jungkook let the tip of his cock pressed against your ass cheeks, opening your plump flesh with one hand he let his thumb press against the ring of your tight asshole.

“I can’t wait. To bury my dick to the hilt inside of your pussy. And fuck you until you can’t even beg for mercy.” He groaned against your ear causing you to release a whimper from your lips, your hand squeezing at his tip to gather precum from his tip. Jungkook groaned looking down at how painfully hard he was, your hand wasn’t going to do it.

“Jimin.” He rasped out, his own neediness coming out. Jimin looked up from your pussy, his hands rubbing up and down the insides of your thighs as his mouth moved on your pussy, his tongue wiggling on your insides causing you to grow wetter from the motions of his tongue. Jimin looked from your pussy up to Jungkook and back to you, he pulled back slowly licking his lips and standing up.

“I want you to suck Jungkook off.” Jimin gripped onto your arm turning you around. You got on your knees, looking up at Jungkook you gripped his shaft running your tongue along the underside of his cock causing him to shudder and slap your hand away. He positioned his cock at your mouth pushing it inside. His hand gripping at your curls fucking them up as he brought your head down onto his shaft face fucking you harshly. His moans filled the room as he snapped his hips against your face his balls hitting your chin. Jimin laid on his back, spreading your legs wide he caused you to straddle him making you ride his face. Your moans only aided Jungkook in feeling more pleasure, pushing his cock down your throat watching as it disappeared between your lips. Your red lipstick was coming off your lips and becoming smeared as he pressed against your face. He cupped your cheeks with his free hand slapping your cheek as he watched you.

“Look at all that pretty red lipstick getting smeared over my dick. I never knew you took it so well, you look like you’ve found where you belong. On your knees for me.” Jungkook taunted you licking his lips as he saw you moan from it. Jimin could feel your walls tighten around his tongue, his fingers going up to brush against your clit aiding his work on your pussy. Your hand reached down to grip his hair, tears brimming in your eyes from both the stretch and the pleasure, you were crying out around Jungkook’s swollen shaft that stretched out your jaw. You tried to pull back to get Jimin to let up but Jungkook was holding you down making you take him. Your legs trembled as you looked up at him, face fucked as well as your pussy, your second orgasm rippling through you and causing your hips to grind harshly against Jimin’s face. He gripped at your ass cheeks keeping you in place continuing to suck you clean until he felt you were done. He pulled back from you sliding from under your body he motioned to the bed with his head for Jungkook to see. Jungkook pulled back from you slowly, helping you up he pushed you down on the bed, your front half against the bed but the rest of your body standing. Your legs spread wide for him, his hands stroking at your sides.

“I’m actually glad you told us all about you being on the pill. Now I can fill this pussy up as much as I want to and not have to worry about getting you pregnant.” Jungkook stroked his slick shaft that was wet from your spit. Rubbing his head up and down your slit he watched as you tried to claw at the bed and move. He found it adorable that you didn’t want to beg for mercy when your body was fully red and reacting to every little touch. Jungkook slid inside of you slowly, causing a moan to ripple from both your lips as he filled you to the brim. His hands gripping at your hips he started to bring you backwards slamming you down on his shaft moaning from the pleasure. His hips slapping against yours, his thick length pushed deep inside of your walls resting against your spot. He buried himself deep as much as you could take he gave it all to you thought he saw you wincing and trying to squirm. He snapped his hips forward, rolling them in part to tease Jimin and in part to hit your spot just the right way. Jimin was frustrated he was so horny, watching you get fucked against the bed your body sliding up and down the wrinkled sheets as your fingers dug into the fabric was too overwhelming and all his blood was south. He took in a sharp breath as you looked up at him, moaning out Jungkook’s name with swollen lips. He growled gripping at your hair, he lifted your head and pressed your lips against his cock. You opened your mouth to take him in, he was thick like Jungkook, you could see why the other didn’t mind him fucking him from behind. Your tongue rolled against his heated shaft, pressing against his slit and nibbling on his tip you grazed your teeth across his flesh every once in a while. Your whole body felt stuffed, the only thing that wasn’t full was your asshole but Jungkook was working to change that, his thumb sliding inside of your tight ring of muscle causing you to jump.

“Relax and take it. Take it all.” Jungkook mumbled, his other hand moving to slap at your ass cheeks, listening to the sound resonate against the walls. He watched your flesh bounce, stopping his hips he slapped your ass again. “I want more. Fuck yourself on my dick. I want to see this ass bouncing on me. Don’t disappoint me y/n. Show me and Jimin what you can do.” You were eager to prove to them that you were good when it came to pleasing people. Lifting up to press your hands against the mattress, your hips pressed back as you fucked yourself on Jungkook’s shaft, he was entering you deeply, it felt so good to have his stiff pole inside of you and though you couldn’t see him you knew he was having a hard time controlling himself. You picked up the pace, your hips snapping back to meet his, your ass was bouncing as you rocked your hips and rode him. Soon switching from just going back and forth to going in a circle and winding your hips, you could hear Jungkook moan in pleasure behind you, his large hand landing more blows on your ass cheeks. Jimin reached over with his free hand dragging his nails up your spine sending a chill through your body and it almost made you fall against the bed with how it shook your body. Jimin smirked, grabbing at Jungkook’s hair he brought him in for a kiss letting Jungkook taste your sweetness on his tongue. While they shared a heated kiss, you tried to handle both fucking Jimin’s dick with your mouth and Jungkook’s dick with your pussy. You were starting to slow down, trying to not crumple but the pleasure was too much and the overstimulation was creeping into your system. It seems neither of them were having it. Jimin pulled back from the kiss, thrusting his hips against your face causing you to gag as he shoved his dick into your mouth trying to push it far down your throat not satisfied until he could hear you choking and feel your nose brush against the base of his dick against his pubic hairs.

“Fuck her Jungkook. Fuck her.” He moaned out looking down at how your hips connected before he looked in the male’s eyes. His face was covered in red and sweat, his abs tightened up, Jimin knew he was close he knew he had to feel good. He smirked lazily, feeling his own stomach tighten but he was going to hold out for now. “Harder, fucking wreck her Jungkook.” Jimin growled slapping your ass causing Jungkook to speed up slamming as hard as he could into you. Jimin pulled away from your mouth to hear your broken sobs, your hands moving back to grab at his hips.

“Mercy Jungkook! Please Jungkook slow down oh god!” You cried out, tears going down your face from how he fucked you like you were a rag doll. Your body craved it, your pussy felt a hint of soreness but it was a good mix from it. You didn’t know what you wanted, to beg him to stop or keep going but your mouth was shouting out incoherent things. Jungkook gripped at your wrist pinning them down against the bed as he rammed into you, his hips slapping against yours so hard that the bed was shaking in protest under you. He could feel your wet pussy tightening around his cock, how you gripped him like a vice. He rolled his head back letting out a husky cry of your name. He had to hold out, he tried to distract himself not to come but his balls tightened up and he didn’t know how long he could hold it.

“I’m cumming! Jungkook! H-ahh Jungkook!” You breathed out heavily, your eyes were rolling back from the pleasure, he shoved himself inside of you, his strokes causing you to cum, your body trembling against the bed as you fell flat on it, your body was hot and covered with sweat, Jungkook lifted up one of your legs, holding it with his arm as he pinned your hips to the bed, losing himself in his own pleasure. His warm cum filling up your insides as he slowed down himself pulling out of you. His cum trickling down the inside of your thighs and onto the bed. Your heart hammered in your chest, but Jimin hadn’t had his turn yet. He gripped you by your hips flipping you over on your back. Staring up at him, you braced your hands on his chest as he rubbed his tip at your entrance.

“N-no Jimin I’m still dirty.” You whimpered slightly feeling your pussy trying to push out all of Jungkook’s cum.

“I like it that way.” He gave you a devilish smile pushing slowly into you. Jimin used Jungkook’s cum to slide inside of you causing you to blush and groan at the same time. He gripped at your neck lightly, rolling his hips against yours, his dick smearing all of Jungkook’s cum around your walls. “How does it feel to be our sloppy seconds?” Jimin asked causing a groan to leave your lips. He pulled out of you starting to fuck you at a slow pace, adjusting your pussy to his size now, some cum trickling out of your pussy as he pulled back only to push back inside of you. Jungkook moved sit on the bed by your head watching as Jimin created a medium pace rocking his hips against yours. His biceps popping out as he concentrated on bringing you pleasure, his free hand pressing down into the bed. You rolled your head back enjoying the feeling of being fucked by Jimin, you could see that Jungkook was starting to get turned back on, his half erect member becoming harder the longer he watched your breast bounce or Jimin snap his hips forward to bury himself deeper inside of you.

“Fuck you’re so wet and warm. Nice and tight, which I don’t get because Jungkook just ruined you.. But I know.” Jimin smiled pulling out of your pussy, he spread your legs open wide, laying you back on the bed, his tip pressed against your asshole, you froze up immediately, Jimin rubbed your clit causing half of you to come down as he slowly entered you from behind. You inhaled a sharp breath your eyebrows squeezing together as the pain took over your ass.

“Just relax. It’ll feel better I promise.” Jungkook kissed you sweetly, his hands played with your nipples as they both worked together to distract you. Jimin stayed in place, it was hard for him not to just snap into you but you were so tight, your ass felt so warm and it snuggled him in like Jungkook’s did. He felt like he could cum from just the feeling. Once he felt you relax a little bit, he started to thrust inside of you, hearing your soft moans from the kiss. Jimin sped up slowly, using his hips to his advantage finding spots that would make you moan out more for him. Jungkook getting too lost in the battle of your tongues slipped his hand down to your clit, rubbing it and causing your hips to buck up more. He broke the kiss to crawl on your stomach, gripping your breast he slid his cock through them, fucking your breast as he watched your flustered face. He was surprised that you wrapped your tongue around his head to suck on the swollen shaft, he shuddered as Jimin reached forward to kiss along his neck, his fingers digging into Jungkook’s ass cheeks. Jungkook leaned over you, grabbing at your hair, you replaced his hands on your breast holding it for him so that he could thrust properly against you. Your tongue flicked up and down his slit wanting to give him as much pleasure as you could. You could hear Jimin moaning from behind the both of you, and you knew that he was getting close to cumming. Jimin gripped at your thighs leaning down to press hickeys against your hips as you took care of Jungkook. But Jimin wanted you to ride him so he kept a slow pace watching as Jungkook lost himself.

He was so out of it fucking your warm wet mouth along with your breast on each side of his cock sucking him in was too much. Jungkook didn’t know how he was cumming so fast, but he was pulling back letting his warm cum paint your pretty face in a mess. He moaned as he tried to avoid your eyes not wanting to mess up a good moment. He slowly slid off you, Jimin took one look at you and let a growl ripple through him. You look exhausted and thoroughly fucked. Grabbing at your hips he scooped you up sitting you in his lap. Jimin bounced you, your hands bracing back on his legs as he fucked into you. Your hips slammed down as you tried to move them squeezing your hole around his cock, you used your fingers to scoop the cum off your face and lick it clean. Jungkook leaned over trying to suck on your clit and rub it while you too pushed back against each other, Jimin leaned forward to crash his lips against yours shoving two fingers inside of your pussy. Curling them he found your spot, thrusting them as deep as he could until he felt you shaking on top of him. At this point it was burning to cum but even you wanted to get one more out, the soreness not stopping you as you pushed your body. You listened to the both of them moan along with what else they were doing to you and in no time, you were cumming for Jimin again, your nails scratching into his thighs as you cried out with your head rolled back. Jimin watched you, his eyes glued to how your face contorted in pleasure, how your mouth hung open. Raising his hips to continue pounding into you, Jimin held your hips down as he filled you up with his cum taking deep breaths. He fell back on the bed, and you needed Jungkook’s help to lay down.

“You’re not tired, already are you?” Jungkook playfully teased you stroking your hair from your face.

“Seriously you don’t need to fuck me anymore I won’t tell a soul.” You complained hating that your pussy was getting excited for another round.

“Well regardless you can’t tell because now you’ve fucked us. And imagine what the guys would say if they found that out? Especially Taehyung.” Jimin snickered looking up at the ceiling glad that they thought this plan through.

“I really hate you.” You whined out loud rolling on your back, you didn’t expect it but Jimin was over you in a flash grinding his half hard shaft against your swollen lips causing you to gasp.

“In that case. Maybe I should fuck it out of you.” He leaned down purring as he pressed his lips against yours.


Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader
Rating: Explicit - 18+ only
Summary: Reader, being reckless gets hurt on a mission. Days later, when she gives her final report to her boyfriend Steve, it provokes an argument between them.
Word Count: 3.5k
Genre: general fiction containing explicit sexual content.
Warnings: argument, mild swearing, mentions of death. NSFW/SMUT: makeup sex, praise kink, soft dirty talking, nipple play, oral sex (female receiving), slow fingering, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, and semi-protected sex. - This fic assumes Reader is on the pill. [Cover your stone before you bone!]
Author’s Note: especially written for @always-an-evans-addict‘s writing challenge. I hope you like this one, sweetie.

   New Avengers Facility

“Steve, you read my report and Wanda told you what happened. That’s it. Can’t we just move on?”

“That’s it? That’s it?!”

Behind the closed door of your boyfriend’s office, you uncomfortably explained yourself, keeping in mind that people around you could probably sense the walls vibrating under the force of your voices.

You’d never thought that blowing out the last Hydra base found in Argentina would provoke such a drama within the team, or between you and the super soldier. Usually, you and Steve argued about the group’s mistake, not yours. When the incident happened in South America, you realized that if Wanda hadn’t been there, you probably wouldn’t be alive today.

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Ecstasy (M)

Plot: Once always ends up meaning over and over again. You had a sinful addiction towards your roommate’s boyfriend, one that really couldn’t be controlled for long.

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Smut, highschool au!

Warnings: cheating, oral (receiving), GETTING FUCKED AGAINST THE WALL BY JUNGKOOK, shower sex, (almost) getting caught

Notes: Good girl part 2, ya’ll. Since someone asked for it and I was in the mood. u caught me at a good time, anon. I hope you guys like it. I feel like the quality of my smut had really gone down so like, I”M SO SORRY. 2.5K Words

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Originally posted by dream-bts

Jeon Jungkook was like a drug.

After that one hook-up in your living room, he just kept coming back for more. It was either the excitement of getting caught, or the fact that you gave him so much more pleasure than his girlfriend did.

He was still with Jenna, but at this point, you doubted he even cared about her.

Whenever she would go for parties, he would inform you when she had gotten lost in the crowd, then you would either go over to his place or he would come over to yours.

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Now I’ve Got You In My Arms

Pairing: Richie Tozier/ Eddie Kaspbrak

Warnings: hickeys, lots of hickey talk, implications of oral sex, implied top!eddie, a lot of fluff sorry

they are 18

word count: 2,726

@delicateloser @killerxqueer @richiietozierr

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Eddie sucks in a breath when he watches Richie slide on a clean shirt, his back muscles flexing. He shudders and shakes away the thoughts because, Eddie Kaspbrak and Richie Tozier are not gay, okay? Especially not together. Just sometimes they kiss and give each other hickeys when they’re alone. (They don’t admit to anyone they’re from each other, but they wear their bruises proudly.) (Okay, so they’re a little gay.) (They’re hella gay.)

It’s just another day in Derry. The Losers are in the hallway grouping up before their classes start. Richie and Eddie are running late. Again.

Just as the warning bell sounds, the two are rushing in toward their friends.

“Where have you guys been?” Stan asks, his eyes immediately adverting to Eddie’s neck, “And what the hell is that?”  

“Richie’s truck wouldn’t start,” Eddie said, initially ignoring Stan’s question before he covers his neck, “Yes, shut up, it’s exactly what it looks like.”

“From who?”

Eddie side-eyes Richie nervously, “S-some girl.. I went out last night.”

“Out?” Bill asks.

“Yeah..” Eddie trails off, remembering the night before.

He and Richie were both shirtless, Eddie in his lap, slowly moving himself around, moaning loudly as Richie attacked his neck like the leech he is.

“Eddie,” Bev calls out while dramatically waving her hand in front of Eddie’s face, “You good? You spaced out for a minute there.”

“Yeah, m’fine. I’ll see you guys at lunch.” Eddie turns and walks away in the opposite direction.

“Not gonna kiss your best friend goodbye?” Richie laughs when Eddie flips him off without turning around.

“Is it me or did Eddie seem really off when he responded to our questions?” Mike asks as the group watched the smallest boy go.

“Maybe it’s because he got fucking mauled last night. Did you see the size of those hickeys?” Ben makes a face and chuckles with Bill.

Richie awkwardly scratches the back of his neck and it must be his lucky day, because before his uncomfortable stance could be sensed by the group the second bell rings, “Yeeaaahh.. I’ll catch you guys later..”

After Richie leaves, the group disbands.

Two periods later, Eddie is in science when his phone vibrates on the desk. He slides it between two books, trying not to get caught checking it.

Richie: what’re you doing  [9:56AM]

Eddie rolls his eyes and types back, ‘im in science. cant skip today.’  [9:57AM]

Richie: you dont even kno what i was gonna ask  [10:01AM]

Eddie: was it that?  [10:01AM]

Richie: ok yeah but this time its different  [10:04AM]

Eddie’s mouth turns into a frown. Different? How? Everytime he skips with Richie they always go get fast food together and only sometimes he convinces Eddie to smoke with him.

Eddie: what do you mean?  [10:06AM]

Within seconds he gets a message back, but this time it’s a picture attachment. He opens it, almost regretting he did (he really doesn’t), eyes widening. Richie had taken a picture of himself- only showing his mouth and below. He’s biting his lip and- Eddie slams his phone down when he sees it- Richie has a hand down his jeans. Eddie’s face is flushed red.

“Mr. Kaspbrak, are you okay?” His teacher turns around from the chalkboard, shooting him a worried glance.

“Yes, fine. Can I use the restroom?”

“Sign out, please.”

Eddie does quickly and nearly runs out of the classroom. He unlocks his phone, Richie’s contact still up, and types out a blatant, ‘where the fuck are you’

Richie: downstairs bathroom, near the music department  [10:12AM]

Eddie narrows his eyes and walks down a flight of steps, turning a few corners, before attempting to pull open the bathroom door. It’s locked. That bastard fucking planned this.

“Open the door, asshole.”

The lock clicks, and the second it does, Eddie is pushing himself through the doorway, locking it again. He faces Richie.

“You’re such a little shit. You know that?”

“What’re you gonna do about it?” Richie challenges.

Eddie shoves him against the sink, “I shouldn’t do anything about it- you’re practically begging me to.”

Richie smiles cheekily, “Hm. I am.”

Eddie pulls Richie’s head back by his hair, lips immediately attaching to his neck, sucking hard. He has his other hand on the boy’s hip, tucking his fingers into the hem of his shirt, yanking it over his head, throwing it on the counter. He marks up Richie’s entire chest.

“Enough marks, I look like a fucking cheetah.”

Eddie gives him one more on his hip just to spite him. He stands back up, cupping his cheek, leaning in to kiss him on the mouth, but isn’t surprised when Richie doesn’t let him. Richie doesn’t do mouth kisses. He thinks back to a few weeks ago when they were sitting in Eddie’s room when he first tried to kiss him.

“No,” Richie had said quietly, “Too intimate. No kissing.”

But Eddie still wants to kiss Richie. No homo, of course, because that’s gay and Eddie Kaspbrak is not gay.

Those thoughts are interrupted when Richie flips him to the counter, kissing down his neck softly, taking off his shirt.

“You don’t always have to be in control, Eddie,” He whispers against the smaller brunettes pale skin.

“I know, but I want to. I like it.”

“Let’s change that..” Richie kneels down, unbuttoning his jeans, shoving the clothing to his ankles.

“Richie-” Eddie tries to protest, but cuts himself off. His eyes flutter to the back of his head and brings one hand to his mouth to bite his wrist, and the other one to pull on Richie’s hair because good god.

The next time The Losers meet up again is at lunch. Everyone but Eddie is there.

“Hey-hey, you guuuys,” Bev sings, setting her tray down. “Anybody want to trade their french fries for my tater tots?”

“T-They’re the same thing,” Bill tells her.

“You’re a fake friend. Everyone knows it’s about the texture.”

Ben rolls his eyes, “Nuh uh, it tastes all the same. You’re so weird.”

“No, you both are weird. Texture is everything, it-”

“I’ll trade with you, Bev.” Stan speaks up. “I understand.”

“At least someone d-”

Mike cuts her off when he sees Richie parading over, bruises covering his neck, “Holy shit. You guys. Horton spots a hoe.”

“That’s not the correct quote.” Richie says while narrowing his eyes behind his glasses.

“Look at this, kids! What do we have here?” Ben pokes one of the many hickeys. Richie hisses in pain.

“Whoever gave you those must have been fucking rough. I mean damn, you’re wincing like a bitch. They’re so purple they’re almost black,“ Mike said with a small laugh before digging into his fries.

“You look like a cheetah.” Ben laughs.

“I told him that.” Richie mutters. If they heard him, they don’t say anything.

“W-Why did you let someone give you all of those i-if it h-hurts? And in s-school?”

“Because, my dear Billy,” Richie slings an arm over Bill’s shoulders, “At the time it felt fucking amazing.” He ignores Bill’s second question, but it’s just his luck that Eddie walks over just as he kisses and tells. Richie winks at him.

“Hey, Ed. You missed it. Richie was just telling us about his new lover,” Bev says, her voice filled with a tone salty enough to season McDonald’s fries.

“Excuse me,” Richie sputters, “You guys were pestering me about my hickeys- I said nothing about a lover.”

“Yeah, because there’s so many,” Ben says, reaching to poke at them again but reviving a slap on the wrist from Richie.

“You should see his chest.” Eddie tells them absentmindedly.

Richie shoots him a look, but it’s too late.

“There’s hickeys there, too? Damn, Richie.. Wait- Eddie, how do you know that?” Bev asks, almost knowingly, that salty tone almost tripled.

Eddie panics, “We have gym together.”

They don’t have gym together.

Mike changes the topic for Eddie’s sake, “Hey, are you gonna eat lunch, Richie?”

Richie looks at Eddie, “Nah, I ate earlier.”

Eddie’s face turns a bright red.

Eddie lays on Richie’s chest, tracing patterns onto his stomach. The other boy had fallen asleep minutes after Eddie snuck into his room. He’s been playing with his hair for merely an hour and his hand is getting tired. He retreats it slowly, resting it on Richie’s cheek, rubbing his freckled skin softly. He pauses his movements, suddenly extremely interested in what his lips would feel like, pressed onto the other boy’s. He doesn’t stop himself from leaning into Richie’s space.

Eddie places his lips onto his friend’s, cautiously, not trying to wake him. He pulls back only to do it again, however, this time he was not so lucky.

Richie’s breath hitches, and his eyes open. He sees Eddie hovering over him, and judging by how close he was, he realizes what he was doing. He sits up abruptly, letting the sheets fall from his body, and Eddie detangle from him. Richie searches Eddie’s eyes, unsure of what he could be thinking.

Eddie tries to speak but Richie touches his face and he closes his mouth.

Richie grabs Eddie by the neck, dragging him closer. His lips ghost over the smaller boys, before pressing his hickey-littered chest to Eddie’s, and parting his lips with his own. It’s not needy, surprisingly. That’s all the atmosphere has been between them, recently. Richie lets himself lay back down, not breaking their kiss.

Eddie gets the hint and crawls on top of him, mouths never leaving each other’s. It’s slow and open-mouthed and really, really messy. But it’s great. Fucking fantastic, actually.

The two kiss lazily until they fall asleep, Eddie still on top of Richie.

“Rise and shine, princess.”

A pillow comes in contact with Eddie’s face. “Did you know that you doing that could have like, killed me?”

“What? Me, kill you? I’d never, Eds.” Richie leans down, kissing him gently.

Oh, okay, so that’s a thing now.

Eddie sucks in a breath when he watches Richie slide on a clean shirt, his back muscles flexing. He shudders and shakes away the thoughts because, Eddie Kaspbrak and Richie Tozier are not gay, okay? Especially not together. Just sometimes they kiss and give each other hickeys when they’re alone. (They don’t admit to anyone they’re from each other, but they wear their bruises proudly.) (Okay, so they’re a little gay.) (They’re hella gay.)

“I don’t want to go to school,” Eddie groans and throws his head back onto the pillow.

“You have to, bubba. C’mon, up, up, up.” Richie pats his legs.

“Don’t have clean clothes,” Eddie says.

“You can wear some of mine.”

Eddie picks out a hoodie (it smells like Richie) and a pair of basketball shorts (Richie’s jeans are too long for him- curse that long ass bitch).

They brush their teeth together quickly before heading out.

It takes a few minutes for Richie’s truck to start. They end up having the neighbor help him jump it.

“Think we’re late?” Eddie asks.

“Nah, we should be fine. If not, we could skip first.”

Eddie catches the wiggle of his eyebrow. “You’re fucking disgusting.”

Richie grabs Eddie’s hand, raising it to his mouth, and presses a soft kiss to it. “Kidding, babe.”

Eddie’s heart soars.

“Well if it isn’t Richie and Eddie, almost late. As usual.” Stan gives them a look.

“My truck wouldn’t start this morning, again.”

“Hey, aren’t those Richie’s clothes?” Ben points out.

“Yeah,” Eddie shrugs, “I stayed over last night and I didn’t have any extra clothes with me.”

“Isn’t that s-sweet.”

“Yeah, sure.” Richie rolls his eyes at Bill’s snickering.

After the warning bell goes off, Richie and Eddie had never left The Loser’s so quickly.

Despite Eddie’s whines, they spend all of first period making out in the bathroom.

“You’ve never wanted to kiss me before,” Eddie says into Richie’s mouth.

Richie pulls back, “Mhm, I was missing out, obviously.” He connects their lips back together, weaving a hand into his hair, nudges his head into an easier angle to work with. Richie has his tongue shoved so far down his throat, Eddie feels as if he could choke (not that he’d complain).

But here he was, that feeling coming back again. Eddie groans, pulling away.

Richie notices and trails butterfly kisses down Eddie’s neck, making sure to kiss all of his hickeys.



“S-Stop.. Stop.”

Richie jerks back immediately, his heart about to leap from his chest, “Did I hurt you? What’s wrong?”

“We can’t keep doing this if we aren’t going to address the elephant in the room.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Don’t.. Don’t act so incredulous, Rich.”

“I’m not, I-”

“We can’t keep fooling around if we can’t discuss.. Us.”

Richie swallows and avoids eye contact.

“Look at me.. Look at me, damn it.”

The older boy does as he’s told.

“Richie.. I-  I can’t do this unless.. Unless we can be more. I want more, I want all of it. I want to go on cute dates with you, and I want to hold your hand. I want to kiss you in public. Hell, I want to kiss you all the time. I want you. I want all of this, because I have fallen head over heals in love with you, Richie Tozier.”

Richie stares in shock as his best friend confesses this to him.

“Please, say something..”

Richie is too speechless. Yet the second he tries to, Eddie is backing away. “Forget it. I-I’m sorry.”

Which means, the next few days are really awkward. Eddie ignores Richie in school. He doesn’t go visit him in the middle of the night, and he locks his window so Richie can’t, either.

Eddie has been trying to eat his lunch as quick as possible and get the fuck out of there before Richie spots him.

Today he was not that lucky.

Just as he is throwing his trash away, he turns and bumps into none other than the boy he was avoiding.

“Hey,” Richie grabs at his arm.

“Let go.”

“We.. need to talk.”

“Oh, we already did. Well, I did.” Eddie pulls out of his grip. Richie watches him leave.

“Eddie Kaspbrak!” He calls out. When he doesn’t turn around, he sits on the seat next to Bill.

“W-What did you d-do?”

“Eddie is in love with me.” Richie states.

“Whaaat? Nooo,” Stan said without looking up from his textbook, his voice filled with sarcasm.

“Wait, so you guys knew and didn’t tell me?”

“Not our place.” Ben says, also without looking up.

“Yeah, plus we didn’t know what you guys were doing. You two have been out boning god knows who, because you both are stupid.”

Mike is clueless, Richie thinks.

“You guys.. Eddie and I have been.. Um.. hooking up with each other for the last few months now.. But, we finally kissed. On the mouth. Just a few days ago. And he doesn’t think I want him as.. As my boyfriend. But I do! I just was shocked to even say anything when he told me. Now he wants nothing to do with me.”

His friends are surprised by that (all except Stan), because they didn’t actually think they were with each other like that.

“You fuckass.” Bev rolls her eyes. “Eddie has been leaving school early, so if you go now.. You might be able to catch him.”

Richie has never run so fast in his life, and, obviously, The Losers needed to see this. They’re having trouble keeping up.

Richie is standing in the bed of his truck when he sees Eddie walking in the opposite direction.

“Eddie Kaspbrak!”

This time Eddie turns to look at him. The students around him are looking, too. He rolls his eyes and walks back to him. “What are you doing?”

“I want it too, Eds! I want more, I want all of it. I want to take you on those cute dates and I want to hold your hand and kiss you in public, in private, all the time. I, too, am in love. More specifically, in love with you, Eddie Kaspbrak. I want to give you so much more.. But I think you’ll have to be my boyfriend first.” Richie hops down from his truck and reaches out for Eddie’s face, “What do you say, bug?”

Eddie nods, his eyes brimming with tears he tried to will away, “Took you long enough,” and lets Richie kiss him into oblivion. “I’m so in love with you.”

“And I you.” Richie leans back in, capturing Eddie’s lips in his own, with every ounce of energy he has inside of him. There are stars behind his eyes and honestly, Richie never wants to leave the presence of Eddie’s arms.

“Everything would be alright” - Steve Harrington

Request: “Can I please have a Steve(stranger things) x reader where she was like eleven and got tested on and maybe can read peoples minds? Thanks”

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Originally posted by mikkeljensen

Steve hadn’t been the same since the destruction of the Demogorgon. It took him a good few months before he even could comprehend what happened. But that wasn’t even the worst part. The disappearance of Eleven and Y/N hit him the hardest. Well, more specifically the disappearance of Y/N. 

Every time he closed his eyes he saw you. He remembered seeing you for the first time when he was still going after Nancy. You were stunning and from that moment he was absolutely hooked. It wasn’t until he arrived atJonathan’s house that he learned who you really were. 

It was like there was a connection between the two of you, that neither understood but also didn’t question. He felt a pull towards you and when you sacrificed yourself to save the rest of them, his heart broke. He didn’t even know it was possible to form feelings for someone you almost didn’t know but he was living proof. The last words you spoke or rather used telepathy to convey, he swore he could still hear like you were right next to him. “Goodbye, Steve.” Your eyes spoke of the same heartbreak. He hadn’t even realised that he was screaming at the time or that tears were steadily flowing. His only thoughts were of you and that you were gone. 

He was just as lost as Mike and while Nancy tried to help she only got in the way. He longed to hear your voice again and often spent hours in bed just trying to communicate with you. After finding out Mike used a walkie-talkie to talk to El, he even bought one; it was an unsuccessful attempt.

When Dustin told him that a Demogorgon was back, it was both a welcome distraction and painful reminder of you. He did realise that the reality of you still being out there was slim but he also couldn’t help but hope. He did everything in his power to keep the kids safe, not wanting to go through another loss. 

They were currently all trying to figure out what to do after the escaping the lab filled with the Demo-dogs. Talking with Will had helped them but the phone ringing destroyed that idea. Now they were all standing around, most of them holding some sort of weapon waiting for the inevitable Demo-dogs to rush in. 

Loud noises came from the outside but there was still no sign of the Demo-dogs. “What are they doing?” Nancy asked. More noises could be heard including what sounded like a painful scream. Then it went silent before the Demo-dog came crashing in through the window. They all screamed and moved back before looking at the dead Demo-dog. Hopper pushed to it with his foot before a sound from the door broke their concentration. 

The locks turned and the door opened slowly before revealing two people. Time stood still as the people inside realised who was standing in front of them. Mike stepped forward in shock and they all watched as he and Eleven shared their sweet reunion. Steve, however, didn’t even see the two of them; all he had eyes for was you. 

He walked towards you slowly as if he was afraid you would disappear. “Y/N,” he whispered eyes welling up. You bit your lips hesitant about he would react to you being back. It was only when he smiled you felt relieved enough to smile yourself. “Steve.” The pull between you grew stronger and suddenly the two of you were hugging tightly. 

“I can’t believe you’re here,” he said, “I tried to contact you for-”

“353 days. I know” you interrupted. He looked pale at the revelation, “Then why didn’t you answer?”

“For your safety, Steve.” you answered sadly, “I did it for you,” you looked down at your feet embarrassed. He swallowed hard at your words. “I’m glad you’re back,” he said, fingers moving your chin back up so he could look in your eyes. His hand moved up to caress your cheek as you spoke: “I’m glad, too.” 

Everything looked brighter and he felt hope, a feeling that he hadn’t felt in a long time. You both moved closer until your lips were less than a centimetre away from each other. You both stopped searching for confirmation in each other’s eyes, and when he heard you in his mind saying, “Kiss me.” he closed the distance. Your lips met in desperation and longing showing every emotion the two of you felt the last year before slowing down and becoming soft and full of love. You were both gasping for air as you pulled away. He rested his forehead against yours as you regained your breath. You were both starting to feel hopeful for the future. If you had each other, everything would be alright. 

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Landlord/letting agent tried to keep our deposit. Didn't realise deposit was not protected.

So, where I’m from when you rent, your landlord/letting agent is required by law to put your deposit into a government backed scheme. This is to protect it incase the letting agent goes out of business or there is shady business with the landlord.

Anyway, me and my partner were moving out of our flat. It was rented and partially furnished.

I should point out at this point that the day we moved in, the place was filthy (we viewed the place like a month before we moved in) to the point my partner was hoovering the ceiling due to cobwebs. The bed had questionable yellow stains on the slats and the immersion heater (place was all electric) was missing a pin, meaning the only way for hot water was to switch the immersion heater on/off manually. The loft hatch was partially broken too. We actually went into the letting agent two days after we moved in with three pages of issues along with photos. The lady who spoke to us, lets call her A was so disinterested, it was crazy. I actually think she was half asleep, but we cleaned the place up and got on with it. There was also a scuff mark on the sofa which was on the inventory (more on that later).

So when we move out we leave everything as we found it, we took care of the place and gave it a lick of paint when we left and made sure it was nice and clean.

Two weeks went by after we left and I noticed the deposit hadn’t been returned, so I called the letting agent to ask what the delay was. A answered the phone again and informed me of the following;

“The landlady has asked that the deposit is being kept back due to damage to the sofa and loft hatch. We’ll call you tomorrow.”

Bear in mind I raised both these issues after we moved in and they were both on the inventory. Also, I didn’t have a landlady, I had a landlord. My tenancy agreement had a guys name. His wife decided she would keep our deposit back.

Either way, my partner looked at our old documents and we noticed there was no information about what scheme our deposit was put into.

So, I got the call the next day and A tells me they’re making a 50% reduction from our deposit due to the damage caused. I then asked which scheme they put our deposit in and she froze. Full on fucking froze. I heard her ask her colleague the question and I was told I would get a call back.

About 10 minutes later I received a call from the owner of the letting agency who asked me to meet him at the flat the following day.

I turn up and both the “landlady” and letting agent owner were waiting for me. The letting agent handed me my full deposit cheque back and explained it was not put in any scheme. The fine for this is 3 times the amount of the deposit.

Now, normally I’d leave it at that, but we busted our asses cleaning that place up when we moved in, got zero interest when we mentioned the issues and only had an electric shower for hot water (unless we switched on the immersion heater manually) and then being told our deposit is being kept back by someone we don’t have an agreement with.

I sent them a letter before action signalling my intent to take them to court to claim three times the amount of the deposit. They lowballed me on the first offer which resulted in me paying the initial fees to take it to court. They would have had to pay for their legal costs as well as mine. Lo and behold, when they realised I was serious, they advised they will settle out of court for three times the amount.

Paid for a holiday for me and my fiance amongst a few other things. Was satisfying as fuck.

Meta Post: How did Shiro get his scar?

So a few days ago I did a post about Shiro’s prosthetic arm and the response was amazing! Many of you also showed interest in me doing one on Shiro’s scar as well, so here we are. This one took me a lot longer to make because it’s not as cut-and-dry as the arm. There’s a lot of variables and speculation. We can’t really know for sure what DID happen, but we can most likely deduce what DIDN’T happen. (WARNING–I’m going to discuss some graphic stuff, blood/gore/injuries, etc. So be aware.)

In this post we’ll go through the possibilities and see which ones are the most likely to occur. There will be one numbered point per general option, and I will narrow them down to the ones I think could happen. I would love for you to share your thoughts on the matter! At one point most of us, myself included, assumed Shiro got the scar on his face during battle, so this brings us to the first option:

1. The scar is the result of a sword or other blade swipe during battle

Let’s take a look at what would have to happen for this option to be the case. There’s an easy way to visualize this in 10 seconds or less.

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You’re Mine

Word count: 957 (sorry it’s kinda short)

Warning: smut, jealous!Derek, rough sex

Pairing: Derek Hale x Reader

Summary/Request: Thank you anon for your request!

Derek gets extremely jealous of Y/N staying over at Stiles’ house which leads to some very rough sex.

A clatter tore your eyes away from the maths books in front of you. Stiles was lying sprawled across his bed, his books now lying in a mess on the floor. You sighed and got up from your seat, moving to lift the books from the floor.

“Stiles?” You shook him gently. No response. “Stiles!” You shouted which scared him awake, so much so that he fell off the bed and landed at your feet. “I guess we’re done studying then?”

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Orange Tulips (M)

Originally posted by kookiefly

=> Jeon Jungkook. Soulmate!AU. Reincarnation!AU 

Summary: You’d remember Jungkook with every life you lived. Only he’d never remember you, never recall how your fates were written in the stars since the beginning of time.

Genre: Angst. Fluff. Light Smut

Words: 10,294

a/n: This is a roller coaster of emotions, but it has a happy endng because I’m a sap and didn’t want to make myself cry.

He came to you like a breath of fresh air, cleansing your body and bringing life to your bones. He was the type of art that only existed on grainy canvases of white, beautiful colors blending together to form a perfection to your eyes. He was the smell of fresh rain on a summers afternoon, peculiar and satisfying mixed into nothing other than complete and utter fondness on your part.

He was your other half.

He just didn’t know it.

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In For It

Originally posted by thestylesgifs

(A/N: this is a bit of a part two maybe? Of my recent blurb about being a brat and calling him daddy but you in no way have to read the last one to understand this one! Ignore the typos since this was written at 2:30am but I hope you guys enjoy!)

A continuation of Y/N making Harry channel his inner ‘daddy’ more

Since their hot encounter against the wall in the corridor, Y/N hadn’t stopped thinking about how Harry shoved her against the wall and just took her.

She couldn’t help to think of all the others things she could try and get Harry to do. Yeah he wrapped his hand around her throat, but she wanted more than that. She wanted to see how far she could push him till she was crying and begging him for more.

The next time she’d brought out his daddy kink, she unknowingly brought it out upon him.

Mid afternoon they lied in bed, legs tangled together while the duvet was draped over the both of them. Y/N’s leg was thrown over his hip, his hand resting against the exposed skin of her lower back. She had her eyes shut, completely relaxed into the warmth that enveloped her body. Harry’s hand moving up and down her side slowly, inching lower down the outside of her thigh every time. She didn’t think much of it though, but Harry was getting proper hard in his basketball shorts. His eyes danced across every spot on her face, the way her eyebrows furrowed a bit in her light sleep. She just looked so peaceful and innocent, trying to enjoy a mid day nap.

But Harry was a pest.

Her legs on full display under the boxers of his she wore, always telling him how much more comfier and free she felt, the hem of his Rolling Stones shirt scrunched up on her torso, letting a sliver of her skin peak out through the white background of the shirt. Harry leaned over pressing his lips lightly against the skin under her ear, letting them stay there for a few seconds before trailing his lips down her jawbone. Y/N’s head subconsciously tilted her head up to expose the smooth skin of her neck, making Harry’s mouth just water at the sight of her empty neck. Wanting to fill the space with marks left behind from his lips. He wanted to ruin her. His hand, bare from his rings were moving slowly across the swell of her bum, squeezing over the flesh. Y/N’s eyebrows furrowed, blindly moving her hand to rest over his peaking her eyes open.

“What the hell are you doing…..” Y/N murmured sleepily, craning her neck to see his fingerprints digging into the flesh of her bum.


Harry moved his eyes to look into her tired ones, her eyes suddenly widened gripping onto his wrist. Her lips parted blinking a few times to try and process what just happened. The side of Harry’s mouth quirked up a bit, digging his teeth into his lower lip once more, letting his palm come down against the skin just under the swell of her bum. A yelp finally escaped her mouth, quickly moving her hand to hold the side of his neck.

“Harry what are you-“

Y/N widened her eyes swallowing thickly once she felt his calloused fingertips press against her clit.

“Nu uh” Harry shakes his head looking at her, slipping his fingers underneath the waistband of the boxers she wore. His fingers plunging into her with ease before rubbing her clit with his thumb.

“Tha’s not my name petal….” Harry murmured lowly shaking his head disappointedly.

“S-sorry daddy….” Y/N whined out holding onto his wrist as his hand worked her. His fingertips curled up to press against that spongy part that made her cry out, moving to dig her nails into his forearm. Harry pulled his fingers back, nudging them between her lips and letting her tongue loll around every inch of his fingers. Both their eyes were locked in a silent stare down, Y/N clenching her thighs at the sudden loss of his fingers. Harry gritted his teeth before pulling his fingers back and pressing his mouth roughly against hers. Y/N’s hand moved to tangle her fingers into the hair at the nape of his neck, tugging at the curls as his lips sucked and nipped her lips swollen. He rolled them over till his hips were flushed against hers. Both his hands cradling her jaw as he pressed his cock against her aching head. Y/N dropped her mouth against against his, looking down between them and watching his hips move against hers. Harry moved his hand to tangle in her hair at the back of her head, tugging it back till their eyes meant.

“Beg fo’ it..” Harry whispered against her spit coated mouth, using his other hand to push down both their undergarments, not even letting his cock brush against her clit. Y/N swallowed thickly looking up at him trying to push her hips up into his, just to get a touch. Harry’s hand was quick to pin them back down into the bed glaring at her.

Behave…. o’ else ‘m not lettin’ you cum….” Y/N whined flopping her hands back on the bed.

“That’s not fair! Want your cock so bad…” Harry shook his head, holding the base with his fingers looking at her. “‘ave to try harder than tha’ baby…”

Y/N huffed looking up at him knowing she wasn’t going to get her way like last time. She moved her hands to cup either side of his jaw, pressing her lips sweetly against the apples of his cheeks.

Daddy… I want it so bad…. I’m dripping for you… it’s all you… just for your cock… no one else..” Y/N murmured against his skin innocently biting her lip once she pulled back. His eyes reopened looking down at her for a minute before slamming his hips down into hers. Y/N choked out a gasp scrambling to find a stable area to dig her nails into. She settled for his shoulders, scratching his shoulder blades each time his hips pulled back and pounded against her thighs. Harry’s jaw was clenched, looking down between them two. His hand was pressing bruises into her hips, catching the sheen the sunlight caught, that covered his cock in her warmth. His other hand was still tight around her hair, tugging it back till the supple skin of her neck was taut and stretched. His mouth coming down to sink his teeth into her throat, sucking a bruise until it blossomed purple. Y/N hands holding onto both of his biceps, mouth dropped into a soundless moan squeezing her eyes shut. Everything was becoming too much. His lips moved up to her jaw, sucking at the space af the hinge of her jaw.

Good girl.... you’re my good girl aren’t you…. clenching around daddy’s cock jus’ like I taught you…” Harry praised through gritted teeth, pressing his mouth against her ear. Her mewls filling his ears each time he nudged his hips just a little further every time he sunk his cock into her. Y/N dug her head back into the pillow letting her mouth fall open with nonsense blubbering out.

“Always your good girl… y-your cock is the only one daddy… no one else can make me feel like this.” Y/N breathed out looking up at him with tears starting to blur her vision. Harry’s eyes looking back into hers, moving his hand to hold her jaw to keep their eyes locked. Four fingers pressed on one side of her cheek while his thumb pressed on the other side.

“None o’ those little boys who could barely ge’ you wet huh…? You’re soaking me righ’ now.. beggin’ me to fuck the living daylights out of you aren’t you…” Harry emphasized, sitting up on his knees to grip either side of her hips firmly. Y/N shook her head quickly leaning down to hold his forearms.

“No one else… just you daddy..” Harry looked down at her, moving her right leg over his shoulder before kneeling over her and pounding his hips even harder into hers. Y/N cried out squirming under his body tugging relentlessly at the bedsheets.

Both their tummies coiling as a warning of their release. Harry turns his head to press his mouth against the inside of her thigh, sinking his teeth into the plushy skin, fluttering his eyes shut. Y/N mouth was opened looking up at him letting his hands roam up we thighs and slip under her shirt to squeeze her breasts.

“Haven’ given these much love ‘ave I…” Harry mumbled against her thigh before leaning down and pushing her shirt up over her chest, wrapping his lips around her nipple. Y/N’s hand cradle the back of his head resting her head on his mouth yelping slightly when his teeth softly sunk into the bud.

Harry pulled back kissing all over the tops of each breast before nipping up the valley and meeting her lips sloppily with his. Her hands held either side of his face, Harry’s hand moving both her legs so they were wrapped around his waist. Harry pulled back, seeing a line of spit connect both their bottom lips together, letting his index and middle finger hook into her mouth, sucking his lower lip into his. Y/N grabbed his wrist sucking greedily at his fingers like she would to his cock, before he pulled back and rubbing lazily over her clit pumping his hips into hers. Y/N’s legs tightened around his waist trying to move her hips faster against his, feeling her high fact approach. Harry’s eyebrows were furrowed in concentration keeping his eyes down on where his cock was rolling into her hips, holding the side of neck to help give leverage. Y/N held his forearm tightly arching her back, letting out a choked gasp when she finally came. Harry dropped down to rest his forearms on either side of her head, pressing his nose against the side of her own as his cock twitched and let him cum. Y/N’s hand gripped the back of his neck before hugging her arms around his neck as he slowly moved their hips to ride out their highs. Harry’s eyes shut in bliss turning to flop his head on the pillow she had lied her head on. Y/N giggles turning her head to look at him scratching up and down his back.

“What happened bub…. too intense for you?” Y/N teased smiling as he lifted her head up to rest his forehead against hers, narrowing his eyes playfully.

“Scuse me miss…. ‘s still daddy to you..” He nipped at her lower lip playfully smirking as she held his jaw, whining out.

“You’ve already had me once! What more can you even do?” Y/N knew he could do more, but she wanted him to show her what.

Harry raised his eyebrows looking down at her before looking in between their bodies, seeing both of their releases slowly seeping out, his eyes lighting up once he figured out. Sitting back on his heels, Harry slowly moved to slip himself out, letting his hands to rest on her inner thighs to keep them open. Licking over his lips, he glances up at her one more time before leaning down and slowly dragging his tongue over her outer lips. Y/N gasped looking down grabbing the top of his head feeling his tongue graze ever so slightly around her clit. Harry peaked up at her through his eyelashes before digging his tongue right into her cunt and licking up every single drop them them two mixed together. She threw her head whining softly as she tugged at the longer parts of his hair. Her legs trembling from the overstimulation, making her push his head away lightly pouting.

“S-stop it’s sensitive!” She giggled through a moan before he placed one last kiss over her clit pulling back.

Harry sat back up licking over his lips slowly looking down at her, crawling back up her body.

“We taste so fucking good together pet….” He murmured before pressing his lips against hers, letting her get in on the fun. Both their tongue mingling, the bitterness of him and sweetness of her dancing across both their tongues. Once they pulled back, strings of spit and cum pulled from both of their lips. Harry licked over his lips before brushing his thumb over hers, and letting her mouth freedom take it.

“What more can you even do?” Harry mocked her earlier words chuckling when she hit over his chest lightly.

“Oh shut up.” Y/N grinned once he grabbed both her wrists in one hand.

“Gettin’ a bit mouthy with daddy now aren’t you…” He tutted letting go of her wrists sitting back. Her smirk spreading over her lips making his own quirk up before flipping her over on her stomach. Y/N propped herself up on her elbows glancing at him over her shoulder biting her lip smiling cheekily wiggling her bum on purpose.

“Oh… daddy’s gonna spank me isn’t he?” Y/N teased once his glossy eyes looked back at hers. She’s suddenly cut off with a yelp tugging the pillow close to her. Harry’s mouth wrapped around the fleshy skin of her left cheek, letting his teeth sink in. Y/N dropped her head forwards biting harshly on her lip she felt his plan come into contact with the spot he sunk his teeth into.

“Daddy’s gonna do more than jus’ spanking you sweetheart….”

Bath time

Originally posted by sugamysavagebaby

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader x Hoseok 

Word count: 1.8k  

Summary: “"Yo-Yoongi, are we really doing this he-re?“You whimpered as he started to move in and out of you. He located your g-spot within minutes, making you throw your head back against Hoseok’s shoulder.”

Genre: Smut with a bit of fluff. Poly AU

Yoongi gently unclasped your bra, as he slid the article of clothing down your arms and threw it on the pile of clothes. He stepped out of his boxers as he too took a seat in the warm water. He sat on the opposite side of Hobi, as he leaned his back against the edge. To be fair the bath is quite big. You can easily fit 4 people in there, which is great for you guys. You took a deep breath before stepping out of your panties. You could just feel their eyes on you but tried to ignore it as much as you could since you didn’t want to feel even more conscious than you already did. You saw Hoseok reaching his hand out to you, signing you to take it, which you did. You stepped into the bath and saw Yoongi biting down on his bottom lip from the corner of your eye. You sat down in between Hoseok’s spread legs and felt his chest flush against your back. He wrapped his arms around your waist as he nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck.

"You’ve really been working hard lately, you deserve to take a break from time to time, baby.”

You let his words sink in as you saw Yoongi moving closer, so he was sitting right in front of you and Hoseok.

“Hobi is right. You should think about yourself from time to time too.”

You sighed deeply as you felt him caressing your cheek. His eyes looked lovingly into yours. ‘How did I get so lucky?’ is something you ask yourself every single day as you look at them.

“I know, it’s just hard for me to do that.”

“Hey, we’re here to help you.” Yoongi said before pressing his soft lips against yours. This kiss was different from how he usually kisses you.

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Requested by: Anonymous

Request: “Can you write me a smutty story where Drarry is sleeping and they’re spooning and Harry ‘slips it in’ and then Draco wakes up and is confused and ahhh. Also could you tag @introvertedannika in it? She’s my best friend and it’ll confuse the FUCK out of her!”

Warning: NSFW

The sun was shining through the window, only slightly covered by the white, long curtains that gave the room even more light.

Right next to it was a king sized bed, white sheets all over two naked, sleeping boys that go by the name of Harry and Draco.

The whole atmosphere reminded of one of those bed sheet commercials.

Harry groaned as he opened his eyes, overwhelmed by the brightness of the sun.

His arm was wrapped around his boyfriend, his chest pressing against his back as the brown haired boy placed soft kisses on the others shoulder blades, slowly raising up to his neck.

A little smile spread across his face as he buried his nose in the blonde hair that he usually loved to run his fingers through.

Memories of last night rushed through his head and his teeth soon find his bottom lip as he remembered all of it clearly.

The two of them have been together for quite a while now, but he still wasn’t used to the way Draco touched him, looked at him, wanted him.

It drove him crazy.

It drove him crazy how Draco got under his skin, how his low moans could make Harry orgasm just like that.

It drove him crazy when they were in public and Draco flirted with him because he knew exactly what to do to get into Harry’s pants.

It drove him crazy that he loved this man and, thank merlin, that man loved him back.

Back in Hogwarts there was a lot of angry wanking in the dorm when everyone was sleeping, a lot of things in his head when he observed Malfoy’s body in potions.

He could write books.

But never has he thought he would end up loving this Slytherin with all of his heart.

It all started when they returned back to Hogwarts for a 8th year.

Obviously everything has changed, McGonagall was the new headmistress of the school and a lot of new teachers were needed.

Instead of the old bathroom where once the entrance to the chamber of secrets was placed, they put a really big memorial thing there, where all the students and teachers were named, that lost their lives during the war.

Even Hedwig was on there.

A new thing was that there were no separate common rooms anymore.

All of the four houses shared one big room, which was good because everyone, especially the Slytherins, needed that kind of support at that time.

However, there were now dorm rooms for two people.

And guess who got paired together, hahaha.

Draco 2cool4you Malfoy and Harry Icantdie Potter.

They had all kind of fights, really, it was awful, but one day Harry brought some lunch to the room for Draco because he missed it due to his homework, and Draco made Harry’s bed the next day because the Gryffindor was in a rush.

And then Harry folded Draco’s clothes, who then decided to tell goodnight stories to the other male to fall asleep.

And then one day Harry crawled into Draco’s bed because he couldn’t stop crying after a nightmare, which was of losing Draco but he never told him, and Draco just held him through the night.

And, to top it all off, Draco once left the bathroom door open while he was showering, and Harry peeked through and got really horny, so he waited for the blonde to leave to get rid of his little problem down there, but Draco forgot something and boom.

Harry surely never thought a blowjob could feel this good.

Said boy was brought back to reality when he felt something under the blanket hardening.

“Fuck, not now.”, he whispered to himself but that surely didn’t do anything.

And the fact that Draco’s bare ass was pressing against his growing erection surely wasn’t helping.

With his cheeks covered in crimson red, his hand found its way down and he hesitated for a moment before he wrapped it around his erection and began to move his hand in slow motions.

His free hand didn’t take long to grab Draco’s ass firmly, to which the blonde responded with a low growl.

Harry’s hand stopped and took place on his boyfriend as well, where he slowly rubbed a finger along his entrance.

“Fuck, you’re still so ready from last night.”

Harry would lie if he said that this didn’t turn him on to the core, and when he thrust in two fingers at once, he almost moaned against Draco’s neck.

His erection was twitching and he quickly pulled out his fingers in order to place his pulsing erection where his fingers had been.

His teeth slightly sunk into Draco’s skin as he was fully surrounded by his heat, not able to stop himself from groaning deeply.

After the first few thrust, Draco’s moans became louder and he suddenly opened his eyes, a shocked gasp leaving his throat.

“What the-ahh!”

Now it was his turn to blush and Draco tried to hide his face, but Harry grabbed his arm and thrust harder.

“P-Potter!! You fucki-oh-you fucking perv!!”

Harry just grinned and bit the skin of his neck again, sucking and licking it in ways that would definitely leave marks as he listened to Draco’s desperate moans.

When he, however, suddenly stopped, Draco gave him an disapproving groan.

The brown haired man didn’t let that irritate him tho, and he pulled out, just to lay on his back.

“I want you to ride me.”

Draco gasped.

Harry knew it was Draco’s favorite position (he would never admit that tho) and he never lasted long that way.

Without further hesitation Draco placed himself on Harrys lap, slowly sinking down on his throbbing dick.

Broken moans filled the room, filled Harrys head, and he grabbed Draco’s hips to support his movements, watching him with a dark expression.

Soon enough the skin on skin noises became louder, both of them were now a moaning mess, and when Harry moved his hand up and down Draco’s shaft, he spilled all over Harry’s stomach with his name on his lips.

Harry also couldn’t hold on any longer, and with a few lazy thrusts he came inside his already collapsed boyfriend.

Both of them were breathing hard, just enjoying the intensity of this short moment.

Harry wrapped one arm around Draco, who had his face against Harry’s chest now, and used the other one as an extra pillow.

“What a way to wake up.”

Draco chuckled and Harry smiled.

“Stop smiling like an idiot, Potter.”

“Stop calling me Potter.”

“Become a Malfoy then.”

For a brief second Harry’s heart dropped and he almost screamed like an excited teenager.

“Marry me.”, Draco whispered tiredly.

“Once you’ll wake up again.”

“Good…very good…”

Draco’s eyes slowly closed, and as Harry kissed his forehead and told him that he loved him, there was even a faint smile on his lips.

Clothes( Sope threesome)

So it was brought to my attention that I have no Yoongi and Jhope story. I DON’T KNOW WHY I never did it, maybe because one is a bias and the other is my bias wrecker?? I’ve tried to suppress it. But I think I came up with a good enough idea for you guys. I hope you all enjoy it. And yes everyone is touching everyone. 

“Are you ready?” Hoseok asked once the car was parked. His thumb ghosting across the knuckles of your hand that was currently laced with his. Smiling softly, you looked up and around the outside of the store before you looked back at him nodding your head and biting on your bottom lip.

“Let’s go in baby.” You were nervous, but then again that was the reason you both did this. You moved to get out of the car, pulling down the short dress strapless dress over your thighs making sure that your flesh wasn’t too exposed. Hoseok moved around the car after shutting it off only to grab your hand again walking with you towards the store. It was more like he was subtle tugging you towards the store a bit too eagerly. You pressed your body against his, and the male was all but bursting through the seams with excitement. His eager eyes staring down at your body with a bit of mischief in them.

As soon as the doors opened automatically for the both of you, Hoseok moved towards the men’s section and you let his hand go putting on your best smile for the workers. You found yourself walking towards the shirts first. Your hands roamed over the different types of fabrics that each shirt held, the different designs and stitch patterns all became pleasing to your fingertips. Shuddering lightly, you quickly started to grab at things you thought would look pleasing against your skin. Once you had a hand full of as much as you could fit in one hand you moved around towards the pants and started up once again, grabbing at different items, even if they appeared to be a size too small you still grabbed at them to try them on. Looking around for Hoseok, you saw his eyes meet yours, the way that he checked you out from head to toe made a needy whine slip past your lips. You needed to hurry up; almost stumbling over your own feet with how fast you moved, you walked towards a changing room, smiling at one of the female workers as she gave you the okay to go back into a changing room.

The name of the game was to be sneaky, but to be smart about it and not get caught. Walking into one of the middle changing rooms, you started to slowly hang up your clothes on the rails used for the hangers. You were eager, slowly stripping out of your dress with nothing underneath it but your lace panties. Changing into tight form fitting jeans, you put on a mesh see through top smirking as you played with your locks of hair. Moving to sit down on the bench. One hand reached up to fondle your breast through the top as the other hand unsnapped the buttons on the pants slowly, dipping your hand inside you started to press your middle finger against your clit. Hissing at the pleasure that seemed to creep up your back, you let your hand work on your neither regions. Your head rolled back as your pussy got wetter. All it took was a thought of your lover, how he was touch and kiss on you. His large hands roaming up your sides and occasionally gripping at your hips. How he would press his dick into you and slowly fuck you despite your growing need to have him. Your mouth fell open as you slid your finger down your slit, dipping it into your entrance to feel the wetness seeping out.

The door opened and your eyes popped open wide. You could feel your heart hammering in your chest but you kept moving your fingers slowly putting on a show for whoever entered. Thankfully it was none other than your boyfriend, his dark eyes fixed on the position that you were in. A smirk danced across his lips as he pushed the stall door shut walking to stand in front of you. A pile of clothes in his hand he watched you touch yourself before he held up two fingers. You knew that code by now. Sliding two fingers inside of your pussy, you thrust them in and out slowly. Your mouth falling open to release silent cries and small whimpers because you couldn’t do it too loud. Your hips bucked up against your fingers as Hoseok lined up the clothes he had chosen, slowly stripping for you he changed into tight leather jeans and a button-down shirt leaving it open half way to reveal his tanned skin and built abs.

Hoseok moved towards you, fingers stopping in your core, your hand moved slow as you scooped inside of your pussy making sure to collect juices. Hoseok gripped at your wrist bringing your hand from your pants to suck on your fingers. He let his dark brown eyes bare into yours as his tongue danced across the pads of your fingers. Sighing in content you watched him before he was lifting you up in the air wrapping your legs around his waist. He was pushing you against the wall, slowly grinding his hips against yours, both eyes locked as his lips pressed against yours. You moved to grip at his hair, tugging on the locks as you let your hips roll back slightly against his. You could feel the friction of the jeans mixing together right against your core. The roughness of it, the heat that was slowly pooling in your stomach. Hoseok started to rut his hips against yours, his tongue forcing its way inside of your mouth, a sloppy kiss between the both of you were shared. His tongue trying to shove down your throat, his large hands winding around your shoulders to slip into the tight pants and knead at your ass cheeks as he broke the kiss pressing his forehead against yours. Hoseok started to dry hump your pussy faster in the clothes, watching how your breast bounced under the shirt, he built you up on purpose. His own manhood was staining against the leather fabric, pressing right against your soaked-out cunt. You could feel the dampness in your panties and you knew that it was going to leave a stain. Hoseok sucked on your bottom lip as he let your breath mix together. You were getting close; the friction was pressing right against your clit and you knew it wouldn’t be long before you were soiling your panties. You could hear other voices fill into the surroundings areas.

“Imagine if they mistakenly opened this door and saw you. My dirty little slut getting off by just some mere friction. How shocked they would look. How their eyes would roam over your body hungrily. Seeing these perfect breast bounce for me. I know some of them would wish it was them instead of you, or maybe even me.” Hoseok breathed against your skin pressing warm kisses that aroused you against your skin. Whining softly, you gripped onto his shirt, his hips stopped as he stood tall. You moved your legs to get comfortable and locked them using your hips to bounce yourself up and down creating your own friction as he watched you, his hands spread your ass cheeks wide, the plump flesh fitting the panties snuggly between them. Hoseok looked between the both of you watching your hips move. You were relentless with your own pace, your stomach coiling as your hands moved to wrap around his neck and you ground harder against him, biting down on his neck you stifled a cry of his name as your hips jerked and pressed roughly against him, your orgasm making your limbs feel almost slack. Hoseok pressed you against the wall letting you calm down before he sat you on your feet. Switching out of those pants and into a skirt instead, Hoseok did a wardrobe change before it once again started up.

A couple of hours had passed, and you were browsing the bra and panty section. You had lost count of how many things the both of you had did in almost every changing room. Looking at the panties you started picking lace form fitting panties. Any type of thongs you could find, your hands just eagerly picking at the items. Your eyes skimmed the bra section, going for the pushup bras you knew you didn’t really need them but it was nice to have them every now and then. A little extra cushion especially with how Hoseok would mark your chest.

It was his turn to wait for you in the dresser room. He shuddered lightly a sadistic smirk panting his lips. Thankfully he hadn’t fucked you in the clothes yet but if he wanted to, he could considering you both ended up buying all the clothes you fucked around in. His hand gripped at his shaft, stroking his girth he moaned out in pleasure, thinking about you. Your perfect lips wrapping around his cock sucking him off with your pretty lips. How you loved to sit in his lap and go for a ride. Bouncing your ass cheeks so hard against his hips, the sound of skin smacking against each other made his ears and imprinting in his mind. Hoseok let his hand stroke his thick girth a bit faster, leaning over to spit on it and get it wet, he shut his eyes as your footsteps got closer, imagining that you were some stranger catching him touching himself.

You opened the door seeing him there, His heavy cock in his hand as his head was thrown back. His mouth hanging open as his chest heaved slightly. He was so beautiful in your eyes and knowing he loved it you kept the door open for a bit. Your nerves becoming on edge as you moved out of the way. Hoseok opened his eyes looking at the empty space of no one walking by to another dressing room. After a couple of minutes, he nodded to you and you shut the door smiling down at him. Holding up the panties, it was amazing how you had become so good at sneaking panties past the people who worked that section but part of it was the simple fact that they were so bored with their lives or talking to someone that they didn’t notice what you were holding up if you walked as if you didn’t have a secret or two.

Stripping off your dress, you looked at Hoseok as you took off your panties next, standing in front of him bare and in heels. Smirking slightly, you started to slide a pair of pink lace panties on your legs and up your thighs. Letting the fabric rest snug against your pussy and your clit piercing. You felt a tingle run down your spin. Your hands throwing the other panties at him, he caught them with a smirk seeing only three bras in your hand. You started to press a matching pink lace bra to your chest, snapping it behind your back you smiled at him biting on your lips. He sucked in air, his eyes roaming your flawless skin. Walking towards him as if you were on a cat walk you straddled one of his thighs. Hoseok slouched slightly on the bench, one hand gripping at your ass cheeks. Slowly you started to grind against him, within minutes your lips were connected as you kissed. Hoseok sliding his hand up to cup at your breast squeezing them through the bra as his free hand moved to grip at your thigh. He flexed his own thigh muscles giving you something a bit thicker to ride. One of your hands moved to grip on his dick, stroking it slowly you teased the tip until beads of precum was bubbling up at the tip and running onto your hand. You two were so caught up in the kissing and heat of the moment that you failed to hear the footsteps that were quickly ascending upon your room.

Not locking the door wasn’t that smart but usually no person bothered you, so when the door was opened you both froze. Standing at the threshold were two buff looking security guards. Your cheeks flushed pink, your hand trying to cover your lovers shaft.

“You’ve both been asked to follow us. Do not try to run or it will only make your punishment more secure. The police have been called.” One male said, he had dark hair and almost black like eyes. He looked like he worked out twice a day. Nodding your head, you released your lover and went to grab your dress, sliding it on as Hoseok fixed his weeping member in his pants. He gripped your hand tightly pulling you protectively against him.

The walk towards the back of the store had your nerves jumping. You were scared beyond belief. What was going to happen to Hoseok? To you? This was going to go on your record if you couldn’t get out of it. And honestly no matter how you looked at it, the situation didn’t look good. You were covered in hickeys and to make matters worse your lover was hard as a rock, people were looking at the both of you but the security guards tried to ease the tension as much as they cold. Walking towards a big silver door, one of the men pushed it open revealing an office. You saw one single male sitting behind a brown desk, his dark eyes meeting yours as soon as the door was opened. His face wasn’t friendly, his eyes were cold but for some reason you couldn’t stop the shudder that ran down your spine. He had blue hair that was fading into silver. Hoseok gripped tighter at your hand as he watched the male inspect you both. Slowly the male leaned back, his tie loosened around his neck, his shirt unbuttoned at the top. The security guard moved back so that you could both enter and Hoseok went first tugging you behind him. You were so scared, you pressed your body against his arm feeling as if your heart was beating into his biceps.

“Take a seat.” The male said, his deep voice cutting the awkward air between all of you. Hoseok debated on a moment but the male’s next words showed him there was no room for negotiation. “Sit your asses down or the police can escort you out of here now.” Hoseok was never one to be scared but he let your hand go scrambling towards a seat and you followed his lead. The male behind the desk looked at the both of you, almost as if he hated you before he looked at his security guards. “Well?” He asked them ignoring the two of you.

“Sir when we caught them, they were uh- in a compromising position.” One male stated. The redness of your embarrassed state started at your neck and worked its way up towards your ears.

“What do you mean?” The male asked, clearly his agitation with the situation was growing.


“Tell me or you can kiss your jobs goodbye as well. This is what you trained for, to be able to brief me about any and everything that goes on in this store. Let’s keep in mind I know both of your families personally and I don’t think they would like the fact that their sons are slacking off. Now tell me what were they doing?” He asked again as he leaned forward on his desk. His elbows pressed down against the sleek surface as his face rested on the palms of his hands.

“Mr. Min. The female was on top of the male, he was well, touching her and she was.. Touching him as well sir, she was also grinding against his thighs.” One of the men trailed off and if you weren’t in trouble you would have found this hysterical. They seemed so shy to tell the male what was going on as if they were the ones that were fucking around. But one look at the male behind the desk and you could tell this was anything but funny. Maybe it was because he was so attractive but you couldn’t keep your eyes off him. You tried too though for the sake of your boyfriend who was slouched into the chair looking at the male ahead as if he had lost his mind. The male behind the desk stare back at him before he drifted his eyes over to you sighing in frustration.

“What gives you both the right to waltz in my store and just. Play around in clothes? Clothes that are meant to be tried on and brought before you decided to be fucking disgusting inside of them.” He growled.

“Don’t talk to us like we are children.” Hoseok snapped rather quickly and your eyes opened wide. He was never one to speak back so abruptly but this must have greatly affected him. “We were going to buy the clothes-“

“When? When were you going to buy these clothes? After your dirty slut of a girlfriend got off in every single pair? Or what about you? You wanted to cum all my merchandise before you brought it. Is that so?” The male asked and you could feel your own anger rising, it wasn’t like that at all. Yes, you fucked around in the clothes but you were going to do the right thing and buy them, even if you just washed them and gave them away later at least you were making sure they were still clean. Sighing, you shook your head watching the two of them go back and forth with each other. You sat back against the chair just watching the two of them, hearing their voices rise in volume.

“Well fine then, let’s see if you like it when I touch what’s yours. And maybe I will purchase her later.” The male stood up and walked over towards you looking down at you he let one finger reach out towards your body running down from your jaw to between your plump mounds.

“Stop touching her! She isn’t property!” Hoseok growled about to attack the male from his seat but the security guards went and held him down. He was yelling out for you, your eyes looking over at him before backing up at the male who watched you with curiosity, and lust.

“Will we go to jail if I don’t do this?” You asked softly biting on your bottom lip. He was attractive hell yes, everything about this situation was a kink of yours fucking yes. But above all, you couldn’t have Hoseok getting in trouble behind this. His family already thought you were bad for him and this would just push the ice berg to a breaking point. Anything for Hoseok, especially if another hot male is involved.

“Yes, and as much evidence as I have against you both it will go to trial. You could face jail time sweet cheeks and I know you don’t want to be separated from your darling love, do you? Who knows what they may.. Do to you or him behind bars.” As he spoke his fingers drifted down towards your nipples that were becoming puckered, his eyes slowly watching your whole body. Though he was horny he wouldn’t make you do anything you didn’t want to do. Maybe part of the reason Yoongi decided to even negotiate such things was the way you simply looked at him. But of course, looks could be deceiving. He moved to pull his hand back from your body, his eyes casting down on your sweet face that held a vixen behind it. He had to admit seeing the show you had both put on for him was entertaining, it was the last time he watched you both as well. But this was his store, and if word got out that things like this was happening, his father would strip him of a title he worked so hard for.

“What’s your answer doll face?” He asked softly, loosening his tie all the way letting his tie hang on both sides as he watched you.

“I want to do it.” You spoke quickly, not leaving any room for yourself to second guess it.

“Y/N..” Hoseok urged looking at you with worried eyes, he wasn’t one for sharing and that you knew, he looked pained. You gave him a soft smile before shaking your head.

“We aren’t going to jail baby, it’s just sex. Besides you like watching me, don’t you? Just watch me.” You spoke to him softly as the male gripped at your hips picking you up and placing you on the desk.

“Yeah, watch me devour her.” The male said with a smug grin before he turned towards you about to lean in and kiss you when you stopped him, his eyebrows furrowed and the moment he was going to speak you cut him off.

“What’s your name?” You asked softly gripping at his shirt slowly starting to undo the rest of his buttons, showing off a toned stomach with a hint of abs. His pink buds becoming hard from the air pressing against them. You waited for his answer, your fingertips eagerly exploring his chest, drifting lower as you bit on your bottom lip focusing on him.

“Why?” He grunted softly, his own eyes following the movement of your fingertips as the ghosted back up to press against his pert nipples pinching and pulling on them.

“Because I want to know what I’m going to be moaning out.” You stated leaning close to flick your tongue across his bottom lip.

“Y-Yoongi.” He almost whispered as he let you play with him, you were working him up a teasing little minx indeed. Your hands undid the last button before you pushed at his shirt some leaving it on his body just exposing him. Taking his tie, you pressed it down onto the desk beside you, your arms wrapping around his neck as you inched closer. The buildup was too much for everyone in the room. Your lips were mere centimeters away from the male’s own pink tiers but you still sat there a twitching smirk on your lips before you pressed them against his in a soft kiss. Yoongi seemed to snap after that, wrapping your legs around his waist, he moved back from the desk a bit to tower over you, his lips pressing searing kisses against yours repeatedly. Your hands moved up to grip at his hair at the nape of his neck, your wetness starting to slowly press against your panties creating another wet stop. Yoongi devoured your mouth nipping and sucking on your lips earning soft mewls of pleasure from you as you let him take over. His eager hands moving to grope at your breast through the bra, his fingers pulling and tugging different parts of the dress. Your hips started to press against his, swirling them in a circle you both started to grind against one another.

Yoongi was already hard, you could feel the poking of his manhood against your clothed pussy, causing you to moan out in pleasure. Yoongi slipped his tongue past your lips as he dry humped you into the desk. The sounds of his breathing and yours mixed in with your moans was all that could be heard in the room. He sucked on your tongue eagerly, pulling it in his mouth as if he was trying to take your tongue captive. He shoved his down your throat as far as it could go before he pulled back to press sloppy kisses along your jaw nipping and biting on the flesh he marked you as his lips moved down to your neck. Your head rolled to the side, watching Hoseok as Yoongi continued to press the outline of his hardened dick against your pussy. Yoongi was growing addicted already, you smelt like honey mixed with light musk and he could feel the heat radiating off your body just for him. His hands gripping at the top of your dress yanking it down under your breast, a groan left your lips as he took your mounds out of your bra pinching and pulling on your nipples. You let your head roll back as you shouted out for him, his lips soon finding each pert nipple sucking on the supple flesh until the hardened flesh was just that, painfully hard and seeking attention.

His hands slapped at your breast and groped them, squeezing them together as he buried his face between them licking every ounce of skin that he could. You bit on your bottom lip, your hand pressing against the desk watching him as he pushed the dress up over your ass towards the middle of your stomach, gripping the flimsy dress with one hand at the middle of your stomach he kissed lower until he was getting on his knees spreading your legs wide. You couldn’t help but feel exposed, all eyes were on you, but something about it only caused you to become needier for attention and release.

“Look at how wet you are. Just fucking soiling my clothes. You need to be taught a lesson girl, I need to clean that pussy up.” Yoongi teased as he slipped your panties to the side. You tried to close your legs but one slap and stern look had you opening them slowly. Yoongi used his free hand to spread your pussy wide, looking at the pink insides before lifting an eyebrow and dropping his mouth open into what appeared to be the first smile of the day. He let his finger press against the object of his interest causing your lips to quiver as your eyes rolled back. Your head pressed back against the desk gripping onto the edges.

“No- please Yoongi.” You shook your head as he played with your clit piercing. His fingers tugging on it lightly, moving it side to side and up and down. He was enjoying himself, watching the wetness seem to well up at your entrance and slowly trickle down to the edge of his desk.

“You really are a dirty slut, aren’t you? That innocent smile, hides too much. You like this a lot huh? I bet you just love running your lips all over her pretty little cunt, don’t you? How long does it take for you to eat her before she’s crying out your name?” Yoongi had turned his attention to your lover now, his thumb and first finger gripping onto your slit moving his hand up and down you let out a yell of pleasure arching your back. Hoseok’s eyes narrowed not answering the question, the shit eating grin on the male’s face as he touched you really pissed Hoseok off. But even he had to admit that seeing another man turn you into a pathetic mess was too much for him. “Won’t tell me? Well, I’ll find out anyway.” Yoongi shrugged winking at the male before turning his face back forward to let the heat fan across his features. He leaned close sniffing at your pussy causing you to feel completely exposed if you didn’t already. Yoongi shuddered and let his tongue dart out to lick up and down your pussy slowly. Flicking against the slit he couldn’t help but let his mouth close around your clit piercing playing with it. His tongue lapping at it eagerly as he made slurping noises against your core. You were a complete mess, your hands tangled into his hair pushing him closer to your cunt as you begged for more. He ate it all up as well.

Your eyes moved to Hoseok as you face fucked Yoongi, your hips rutting against that sinful mouth and plump lips that made sure you were feeling everything he did to you. Your hands combed through his hair slowly, but Yoongi wasn’t satisfied. He wanted you completely losing your mind. He pressed a slender long middle finger inside of your dripping pussy, your juices allowing his digit to slide right in without any difficulty. He moaned against your pussy starting to kiss all over it, allowing his tongue to go crazy touching and tasting all, he could. His finger started to thrust in and out of your pussy, the slick lewd sounds of you being fingered being heard throughout the walls. He added a second finger curving them once as he nibbled a spot right next to your clit causing you to cum without warning. Your body was writhing against the desk under him, your hips bucking up against his fingers and he continued to ride out your high building you up again. He made love to your pussy with his tongue, slowly he dropped it lower and brought it back up. Repeating this for each inch until he was pressing his fat tongue inside of your pussy. The long muscle feeling your up as his fingers made come hither motions before he pulled them out and lifted them up towards you. Getting the hint, you grabbed at his wrist sucking of his fingers as he thrust his tongue in and out of your pussy. Yoongi locked eyes with you as your hips slightly rocked against his face. He let his tongue roll and flick against every spot against you he could reach. Curving his tongue and starting to angle it at different spots his hands gripped your hips down as he buried himself more into you. His head shaking from side to side as his chin started to drip from your juices. Your cries were music to his ears, and though you came again and tried to push his head away he made it known that he wasn’t done yet.

Your pussy felt overstimulated but in a good way. You had been worked up all day, and you were so shocked that you could even still cum. Yoongi moved his arm to rest against your hips as his fingers started to pinch and pull against your piercing. Slapping at it from time to time your hips were spasming out until you were meeting another orgasm spilling out your juices on his tongue. Yoongi moaned drinking from you as if he was a starved man.

He pulled back from you slowly as your hips twitched and your locked-up body slowly started to relax. Yoongi looked at you, his face wet from your juices, his chin and cheeks covered with a thin film of your juices and you whined softly. He looked feral like this and it was so hot to you. Turning his attention towards Hoseok he stalked towards him, tilting his head.

“Taste your girl. Unless you’re too scared.” Yoongi taunted as he leaned his face inches from Hoseok’s own reddened face. Hoseok narrowed his eyes before looking at how your body was still shaking against the desk. Without a second thought he moved forward as soon as the guard’s released him to let his and Yoongi’s lips meet in a rough sloppy kiss. Yoongi kept the male in his seat, as they shared a heated kiss, and before you knew it Yoongi’s tongue was entering Hoseok’s mouth who couldn’t help but admit a groan as the male palmed him through his tight pants. Hoseok’s hips slowly worked up against the hand but even from his movements you could tell that it felt foreign and he wasn’t used to it. You and Hoseok never talked about past relationships too much but you knew he found some guys attractive he just never acted on it.

Yoongi broke the kiss, gripping at Hoseok’s jaw he used his free hand to slowly unzip his pants, his fingers working on the button to free the male’s thick stiff dick from his pants. Yoongi let his hand dip inside of his boxers, pulling him out as their eyes stayed locked on each other. Yoongi moved his head towards his guards as he leaned his head down to swipe his tongue across the tip of the reddened shaft. Hoseok’s eyes drift closed for a second before he opened them again to look at you.

“Nope eyes on me. It’s my turn to taste you. Wouldn’t be fair if I did one and not the other, right?” Yoongi asked as he moved to get on his knees. His guards shuffled against the door from side and your guess from seeing the tint in their pants is that they were horny but maybe not into most of the things Yoongi was doing.

“Go outside and tell the police it’s handled. Patrol the areas and make sure nothing else goes wrong, or I really will have your asses.” Yoongi snapped at the pair of men. Both bowed their head before opening and shutting the door. Hoseok seemed to relax a bit, his eyes dropping down to see the male on his knees in front of him. Yoongi moved to grip at his pants removing them from his body as well as the boxers Hoseok was wearing. Seeing the cock standing tall and in attention you wanted no more than to give it, run your tongue up and down all his most sensitive spots. Your mouth watered as you watched the sight unfold in front of you. Yoongi gripped Hoseok’s shaft at the base, the air between them being one of tension and it was hot as fuck. Yoongi wasted no time sucking on the tip of Hoseok’s shaft causing his breath to hitch as he watched the male play with his tip. Yoongi was skilled with his mouth, letting his tongue press against the slits of the top, his tongue dropping down to flick against the underside of his cock. Soon Yoongi was letting his lips wrap around the thick girth lowering his mouth on the male’s member bobbing his head up and down as he started to suck on his cock. Hoseok rolled his head back moaning in pleasure as his hands gripped the sides of the chair, he was trying to not become too aroused of the handsome male on his knees blowing him.

Yoongi wanted his praise however, staring to vibrate his tongue and roll it against every vein he could find he had Hoseok gripping his hair in no time forcing him down farther onto his cock. Yoongi moaned having no gag reflex he could deepthroat the male without becoming hurt as he was face fucked. Hoseok got more comfortable grunting out the male’s name slightly as his eyes moved back to rest on your figure. Your fingers back teasing your clit and piercing as you watched both men, you were already close to another orgasm but you moved your soaked hand away licking at your fingers as you winked at Hoseok. After a few more bobs, Hoseok was holding Yoongi’s head down as he came down his throat. Surprised at how the male swallowed around his shaft so well. Yoongi pulled back once he was done, licking over his lips he stood up and walked towards you crashing your lips together letting you taste him. You mewled softly, the idea of both you and your lovers cum on this man’s tongue had your body trembling.

Hoseok watched the two of you make out as Yoongi’s fingers entered you again, he stripped off his shirt and made his way towards the both of you pushing Yoongi lightly against the desk causing you both to question him. Hoseok smirked getting on his knees, undoing the pants quickly letting them drop to his ankles. He saw the male’s hardened cock hanging proudly as he watched him, the tip was angry and swelled. Hoseok moved his hands to start playing with his balls as his lips wrapped around his head and he started to bob his mouth up and down. Yoongi let his fingers stay buried inside of you as his hips fucked Hoseok’s face. You were whimpering against his lips, taking up to four fingers as he stretched you out more. A bright idea popped in your head and you moved away from Yoongi taking his fingers from your cunt you sucked his digits clean before you got on your knees beside your lover. Hoseok looked over at you with lust filled curious eyes. Winking at him you slapped his hand away from Yoongi’s balls moving to press your lips against his sack instead. Yoongi growled out throwing his head back. Both of you working on his shaft and balls together had his legs shaking as he gripped at both of your hair. You occasionally moved your mouth up to flick against the base of his cock, even at one-point trading places with Hoseok to bob your head up and down against his shaft as Hoseok played with his balls. Yoongi nutted inside of your mouth holding your head down to the base and you sucked on it eagerly until you were cleaning all of him off.

You pulled back and Yoongi looked at the both of you two chest heaving. “Fuck her.” He instructed Hoseok to do who had no problem doing it. You gripped at his hands looking up at him.

“Let me ride you, sir.” You spoke softly using your nickname for him when it was just the two of you. Hoseok could feel his cock becoming painfully erect hearing you say such words but he agreed. Moving to sit down in a chair he gripped at your hips as you moved to straddle his waist. Gripping at the base of his cock you ground it against your sleek slit before you pressed it against your entrance and lowered yourself onto him. Both of you moaning in pleasure, your hands moved to grip at his shoulders as you steadied yourself. It didn’t take you long to adjust considering all the foreplay you were given. You started to rock your hips against Hoseok’s bouncing up and down on his member while he watched you. His hands moved to spread your ass cheeks apart, slapping against them and pressing his middle finger against your asshole. It clenched as well as your pussy, you looked down at him as he slid his finger inside of you slowly opening both of your holes up slowly. Your hips planted down onto the floor as you fucked yourself hard on his cock listening to the sounds of your hips meeting one another. Hoseok gripped at your hair pulling your lips close to his neck since he loved it when you bit and marked him, but this also served for another purpose. Hoseok let his eyes meet Yoongi’s who was sitting there stroking his shaft in time with your thrusts. Hoseok let go of your hair to signal Yoongi to move closer.

Yoongi took the hint without a second thought, and Hoseok added another finger, curling them slightly he continued to scissor you open until he felt you were ready to take Yoongi as well. Removing his fingers slowly he gripped at your hips keeping them still. Your heart started to pound in your chest as you felt Yoongi’s cock pressing against your tight asshole. It had been a while since you were double penetrated and the last time was with a toy not the real thing.

Yoongi slowly pushed himself inside of you moaning at the tight hot heat that wrapped around his shaft. You hissed slightly in the throbbing that was starting to pick up but it wasn’t anything that you couldn’t handle. Yoongi snapped his hips until he was filling you up, all three of you waiting a moment. “Let her fuck us.” Hoseok said to Yoongi as he kissed up your chest. You nodded your head staring to pick yourself up and slam back down on both cock’s that were buried deep inside of your holes. Hoseok lifted his fingers to slip in your mouth as you rode both men at the same time. It was hard for Yoongi to keep his hips still slightly rutting against you every time your hips met. Hoseok let his free hand move to wrap around Yoongi grabbing at his ass groping and spanking the flesh once, a crooked smirk on his lips as Yoongi narrowed his eyes.

“If you fucked her harder I wouldn’t have to do that.” Hoseok stated.

“Harder you say? Fuck this asshole harder?” He said as he started to snap his hips against yours in a brutal pace. “What about you? Not fucking that pretty little pussy how you should. Fuck her harder.” Yoongi countered causing Hoseok’s hips to snap up against you. Both men smirking as you crumpled against Hoseok’s body reduced to a moaning incoherent mess. Your hands were gripping onto Hoseok’s shoulders and slipping slightly. A layer of thin sweat covered all your bodies and your hair stuck towards your forehead. Yoongi lifted one hand up to yank your head back by your hair pressing his lips against yours into a heated kiss. Hoseok started to play with your clit again, causing your pussy to tighten up around them both painfully tight as your stomach clenched and flipped. You were close, moaning against Yoongi’s mouth you let them both pound at your walls until you were cumming on Hoseok’s shaft tightly wrapped around him. Hoseok came next, spilling his white seed into your womb with an erratic pace. Yoongi lasted for a little while longer, but feeling the squeezing of your tightness around his shaft was too much and he was soon cumming inside of you. He held onto your hips as some of his white semen started to seep from your asshole, sliding down the back of your legs.

After calming down, Yoongi pulled away first and then both you and Hoseok untangled from each other. You got dressed slowly the room becoming quiet as everyone tried to think about what just happened. Once you were all set, Hoseok gave Yoongi money to pay for the clothes and Yoongi gave it back to him. The three of you talked a bit before exchanging numbers with the male before you left the store. The clothes in your bags as Hoseok led you towards the front seat and inside driving you home.


“Hey.. Are you ready to come over?” You asked Yoongi softly playing with your hair as you nibbled on your bottom lip.

“Yeah give me a second.. I just got off but you better be ready for me, both of you.” Yoongi stated and hung up the call once you agreed.

“He’s on his way love.” You stated to Hoseok as he went down on you kissing on your pussy.

“Good that means I can’t get us both warmed up with a pre-game.” Hoseok stated as he kissed around your pussy, the both of you fucking around waiting for your favorite fuck buddy and new friend to return.

Their Fingers (Shawn Mendes x Reader)

Originally posted by pinepizzalove

“the most important conversations you’ll have are with your fingers” -rupi kaur

Let’s talk about the intimacy and what Shawn and Y/N’s fingers have gone through.

How they first touched each other when Shawn was walking into a café in front of Y/N and realised she was behind him so both of them grabbed for the closing door.

How they both waved at each other when they met again at a mutual friend’s party, realising they have bumped into each other previously.

How they high-fived when they had won beer pong when they had been put together in the same team.

How their hands were gross from cleaning up all the trash at the party, being the only two who weren’t passed out on couches.

How they typed on their phone screen after the party, not being able to stop talking to each other.

How they would casually bump into each other during their first date as they walked alongside the beach.

How Y/N’s cupped Shawn’s face during their first kiss.

How Shawn’s went directly in her hair and on her back.

How they eventually ended up tangling themselves together as the couple began to grow more serious and held hands.

How Shawn’s would go through Y/N’s hair each time they lay together, before going to sleep, or when they were watching TV.

How Y/N’s would knead all of Shawn’s tense muscles from all the pre-concert stress.

How Shawn’s would tap her knee softly in encouragement when she was nervous.

How Shawn’s would engulf Y/N’s cold ones on their countless night-time picnics.

How they held each other during their first time. How Shawn’s traced every single bit of Y/N’s body, wanting to feel all of her and discover all of her. How Y/N’s went to squeeze his hair when his were working wonders on her. How Shawn’s gripped the side of the bed in pleasure when Y/N was making love to him with her mouth.

How Shawn’s would occasionally cheekily slide up Y/N’s leg during dinnertimes with the parents.

How Y/N’s would grab onto anything she could of him when they hugged.

How Shawn’s would softly rub Y/N’s stomach every month to alleviate some of her pain.

How Shawn’s would grip his microphone a little tighter singing on stage as the piercing memory of Y/N back at home and away from him lingered in his mind.

How Y/N’s would hold a picture of him close to her during their times apart.

How Shawn’s would tingle with excitement as he opened a cab door outside the airport, knowing he would be going home to Y/N in less than an hour time.

How Y/N’s would clutch her lungs as she tried to breathe during their first fight.

How Shawn’s waving all over the place as he tried to explain his part of the fight.

How they held each other tightly when the fight resolved.

How Shawn’s thumb would slightly tap Y/N’s palm when they held hands in public, a signal that they were both thinking of the same thing but couldn’t say it out loud so just grinned internally at all their inside jokes.

How Shawn’s were full of sweat when he made sure the small box was in his pocket.

How Y/N’s jumped up to her mouth as Shawn got down on one knee.

How Y/N’s fourth finger looked as Shawn slid a bright ring onto it.

How Shawn’s always went around Y/N’s shoulder when they discussed wedding preparations.

How Y/N’s clammy fingers played with the white fabric of her dress right before she walked down the aisle.

How Shawn’s immediately relaxed when he took hers and lead her to the top of the altar.

How both of theirs went up to wipe each other’s tears after having kissed as bride and groom.

How they stayed interlaced as they danced across the floor to John Mayer and Ed Sheeran as their friends and families were smiling, and chatting, and helping themselves to wedding cake.

How both of their fingers were red from moving boxes back and forth to their new house.

How Y/N’s were filled with dirt as she planted roses in the front and back yard.

How Shawn’s clutched the pregnancy test to his chest after examining the result twice to make sure he wasn’t hallucinating.

How Y/N’s would grip onto Shawn’s tightly when her stomach grew huge and going up the stairs was cardio to her.

How Shawn’s never ceased to rub Y/N’s shoulder as they made their way into the emergency room.

How Y/N’s tried to crush all the bones in Shawn’s hand as she was giving birth to their child.

How Shawn’s grew feather soft when he first received their baby in his arms and gave the most minuscule tickle on its nose.

How Y/N’s relaxed into the hospital blankets as Shawn’s took a piece of her sweaty hair out of her eyes.

How each of theirs spent numerous times changing their kid’s diapers.

How Shawn’s would expertly open up countless jars of baby food.

How Y/N’s would rub the top of their baby’s head soothingly to get it to stop crying in her arms.

How one of theirs hands were interlaced and the other was softly touching their sleeping baby’s finger.

How all of this repeated itself when they had another baby.

How Shawn’s heart welled up when his toddler ran beside him to the playground, their whole hand wrapped around one of Shawn’s fingers.

How Y/N’s would slam the table as their adolescent was acting out again.

How Shawn would instantly massage her tense shoulders as they talked it out with their hormone-filled child.

How Y/N’s wiped her tears off her face when their kid graduated high school.

How Shawn’s wiped his tears off his face when their kid graduated university.

How Shawn’s would be holding his daughter’s as he walked her down the aisle to give her away.

How Y/N’s would run across her son’s hair when he moved across the country.

How Y/N’s and Shawn’s slowly became wrinklier but still as soft to the touch to each other as fourty years ago.

How one of their hands held the other’s while the other one held a photograph of time ago.

How Y/N would still hold the Shawn’s cheek when they kissed.

How Shawn’s would be dusting all the furniture during each holiday for their children and grandchildren came to visit.

How they spent the last of their days sitting on their porch gazing afar but still interlaced.

How Shawn’s held Y/N’s as she lay on the hospital bed at age ninety.

How they simply held hands, Y/N unable to speak with the air mask on her face.

How their fingers spoke for them, each little second of holding each other bringing back the memories of their life. How they said they wouldn’t have spent their lives anyway else and thanked each other for the years of love and companionship.

How Shawn kissed Y/N’s goodbye when Y/N left.

How the nurse put both of theirs together when Shawn joined Y/N in her slumber.

Originally posted by esraa1993

Did anyone else cry at this oml

Careful, Princess | Billy Hargrove

Request: “You’re intentionally getting under my skin so I threaten to spank you and now you look like you just got banged against a wall” sex with billy hargrove please !!

Warning/s: Sex (not overly explicit)

Word Count: 1201

A/N: this is like ‘that escalated quickly’ in a fic. Seriously I don’t even know. I was so happy that someone requested one of these and I really didn’t do it justice. Also, I’m so awkward and can’t write smut for shit so bYE. Anyway enjoy!

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