this is how he dance in a club

anonymous asked:

Imagine Young Genji dancing in the club spoting you with the damn tight dress you have his eyes lit up smile wide ,predatory he approaches you as you walk away making him a bit lose into the crowd as he spots you he hunts you down finding you on a balcony admiring your form he comes from behind bumping into you "Tease" is the only thing that slips from his mouth as he wraps his hand on your mouth he's taking you in public imagine the adrenaline and how wet are you

Listen, if Young Genji wanted to hike my dress up and fuck me in the middle of the goddamn dance floor I’d let him tbh

Cheap Thrills (reader x Bucky Oneshot)

Characters: reader, Natasha, Sam, Clint, Tony, Bucky, OC Mark. 

Summary: A bet within the Avengers becomes a battle of the sexes, with you at the center of it. Who will be victorious and could it somehow help you snag the man of your dreams? 

Song Inspiration: Cheap Thrills by Sia

Warnings: drinking, sexist behavior? Mild violence mentioned, very subtle mention of sexy times. 

Word Count: 3.3k

A/N: This was supposed to be a short one, but eh. I’ve been living in the land of heavy angst with You are My Heaven and intense stress in my real life so when this fun, fluffy idea popped up, I ran with it. I’m working on a lot of other stuff so be patient, please! As always, I appreciate your feedback. Love each and every one of you!! 

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Originally posted by luvinchris

“Uh uh. No way.”

“It’s true, trust me.”

“You wanna bet?” Clint challenged the redhead across the table from him.

Natasha leaned forward and held his gaze, not an ounce of doubt in her demeanor. “Absolutely.”

It was too early in the morning for this childish banter, you thought from your seated position at the far end of the long kitchen table. You slumped forward, dipping the tea bag in and out of the steaming mug of liquid before you, then setting it on the small saucer beside it. Wrapping your hands around the cup’s warmth, your eyes unfocused as you continued to tune out the blathering of your teammates. The only other person in the room paying them no mind was Bucky, who was slouched in a cozy chair, thoroughly engrossed in a book.

“Now wait a minute,” a third voice joined the argument, “If we’re gonna do this, we gotta level the playing field a little. Nat could do this in her sleep. We need someone a little more…down to earth. How about Y/N?” Sam gestured toward you.

Blinking a few times, you finally broke out of your stupor. “Hey! I was only half listening to your stupidity, but I think I’m offended.”

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Undercover ~ BTS!Mafia AU Pt. 1

Thank you for 2,000! We hope you enjoy! - The Admins

Summary: Jeon Jungkook is the leader of a Mafia. He’s a drug lord, rich, and a murderer. And you? You’re just (Y/N). But to Jungkook you’re his everything, and he will do anything he can to keep you safe.

Type: A bit of everything

Warnings for this part: Guns, SMUT!, Blood, shitty fight scenes (i tried bro), language, drugs, angst

Group: BANGTAN BOYS


You had just gotten off of work and headed over to Jimin’s place. You hadn’t talked to him all day and decided you’d pay him a surprise visit. You used your key to unlock the door and set your bag down on the small table next to it. 

You had barely taken a few steps into the house when you heard a moan, Jimin’s moan. ‘He’s probably masturbating’ You thought, it wasn’t the first time you had walked in on him jerking off. 

He did it when he was impatient and you’d always come home at just the right time to be able to help him. You smiled to yourself and slipped off your shoes before walking towards his door at the end of the hall.

As you went to grab the handle you heard another moan, a woman’s moan. ‘Is he watching porn?’ You thought and grabbed onto the knob. 

“Oh Jimin! Right there!” A woman cried, you could tell he was having sex with her, the noises of skin slapping got louder. 

You opened the door and saw a sight that you would never forget. A woman was underneath Jimin, her legs were out and he was thrusting into her quickly while letting out those grunts that made you so wet. But you were just disgusted. Hearing those noises made you want to puke. 

You watched in shock as he used a hand to grab onto her breast and squeeze her nipple while the other moved down and he used his thumb to rub her clit. His back was facing you and she had her eyes closed, she was moaning too loudly to even hear you walk into the room. 

She was right on the brink of her orgasm when you almost screamed. 

“REALLY JIMIN?!” He had one last snap of his hips that made her orgasm before he quickly pulled out and stared at you. You watched as she squirted all over him and the sheets and gagged. 

“Wait! (Y/N)!” He got up and followed you as you ran down the hallway. His dick was red and hard, standing against his lower stomach but that was the last of his worries. 

“I-I can explain.” He stuttered, surprised that he had been caught. This wasn’t the first time he was fucking another girl, this had been going on for a while. Hell, he had been having sex with multiple girls all at once, he had been getting bored of (Y/N). 

You shook your head and said nothing while tears streamed down your face, your hands shook as you grabbed your shoes and slid them on your feet. 

“(Y/N), listen.” His hand reached out to grab yours and you flinched and slapped his hand away. 

“Don’t touch me! Don’t…” You grabbed your bag and he ran a hand through his hair. 

“Please! Let me talk.” You could barely see clearly from the tears in your eyes. 

“No, I don’t wanna hear it.” You opened the door and ran down the hallway to the elevator, quickly closing the doors before Jimin could make it to you. 

You ran out of the apartment complex, barely making it out of the doors before throwing up on the grass. Everything you had eaten came up and you were dizzy while walking to your car. 

You took a minute and wiped away your tears and went home, never speaking a word to Park Jimin again.

5 months had passed since you’d said a word to Jimin. You came back the next day, collected all of your things you had left at his place, giving him back the shirts you took from him and walked passed him and didn’t look back. 

3 months after he had cheated, you went on a date with Jungkook and things went on from there. You had met Jungkook through Jimin and became your best friend. Whenever you and Jimin argued, you’d step outside and call Jungkook, letting out all of your problems. 

You haven’t had sex since the last time you and Jimin had slept together and that was nearly 3 weeks before you caught him cheating. 

Jungkook was rich, but you weren’t dating him for the money. When you met him, he looked like complete shit. Hair messy and unwashed, his eyes were bloodshot and he had bags underneath them. His shirt was wrinkled and he had dried up tears on his face. He walked in on you and Jimin watching a movie and told Jimin about how his girlfriend had broken up with him. 

He asked you on a date when you were complaining about being tired of being alone. You were tired of staying in bed all the time, crying because of your heartbreak. But Jungkook, he was everything you wanted and more. 

Jimin was great at first, but near the end of your relationship, you barely talked to each other anymore. 

Jungkook made you feel special, he got you what you want and simply asked for your love in return. You made it clear to him that you didn’t want the money, he was what you wanted. 


And now you were here today. 

Another day on the job. You lead another family to a table and handed them their menu’s. A dad, and two children. You politely smiled and rejected him when he asked you out on a date, stating you had a boyfriend. 

He smiled in understanding and proceeded to talk to his children. ‘If only more people here were like that’ you thought to yourself while going to hand their orders to the chef. 

Most of the men that went here were with their girlfriends and snuck over you on their way to the bathroom, trying to cop a feel. 

A few girls had even hit on you before, they stared and bit their lips, admiring your body from head to toe. But you also rejected, again stating you had a boyfriend. 

When your shift was over, you said goodnight to everyone and made your way home to your apartment. You said hello to the friendly old lady who was working on opening her door, her poor old shaky hands struggling with putting the key in the hole. You watched as she walked in and then walked into your apartment. You turned on the lights and kicked off your shoes, stretching before laying down on your couch. 

You pulled your phone out of your pocket and read the text messages from your friends and quickly replied before shooting a text message to Jungkook. 

‘Just got off work. How was your day?’ 


Jungkook was currently at one of his clubs with Jimin, Yoongi, and Namjoon. Jimin was dealing cocaine, laughing and joking around with one of their clients. Jungkook was sat in a chair, silently watching everyone closely. 

Yoongi had a girl on his lap, she was grinding against him while they made out. Music was blaring and some other people were dancing. 

Hoseok was in another room, having sex with one of his usual girls. When the DJ would switch the songs, you could hear their moans, she was literally screaming. 

Jungkooks phone vibrated when he noticed something odd. One of his clients had a gun tucked into his belt, which was strictly against the rules. No one but Jungkook and a few others were allowed to carry a gun on them while at the clubs. 

Jungkook got up and walked over to Jimin, putting his hand on his shoulder and tapping his finger 3 times. This was their signal. Jimin shrugged his arm off of his shoulder and when they made eye contact, Jungkook’s hand made it’s way to his gun. 

Jimin’s hand reached into his pocket and wrapped around the handle of a knife and by this time their ‘clients’ had noticed what they were doing. 

In a second, guns were raised. 

Yoongi and the girl had broken up, he was stood next to her, gun raised and she had one in her hand also. Namjoon was aimed at the one who was aiming at Yoongi. 

Jimin made the first move and quickly stabbed his knife into the man’s gut that was standing behind him. His arm shot up, hitting his arm so the gun went off and the bullet went into the ceiling. 

Jungkook quickly shot the next two, one of their bullets grazing his shoulder. Namjoon, Yoongi, Jimin, and the other female shot at a few other people. Jungkook shot at their leader but missed. 

He knocked the gun out of Jungkooks hand and he was just left with his hands. The man named Sooyoung stabbed the knife into Jungkook’s thigh, and Jungkook yelled at the pain. 

Jungkook punched him in the jaw knocking Sooyoung back. Jimin had just finished pulling his knife out of the chest of another man and threw it at Sooyoung, and it landed in his shoulder. 

Blood was soaking Jungkooks pant leg as he pushed Sooyoung down to the ground and straddled his waist so he couldn’t move. He pulled the knife out of his shoulder and stabbed him right in his chest. 

Sooyoung’s white dress shirt was soaked with blood and Jungkook got off of him, wiping his forehead but smearing blood on it. Jimin opened the door and yelled for everyone to get out so he and the others stayed behind to clean. 

“Jungkook, what happened?” Yoongi asked, looking over his body. 

“Stab wound to my thigh, I think that’s it.” He replied while staring at the dying body below him. Sooyoung coughed and tried to reach for a gun that was laying on the ground but Jungkook kicked it away with his foot and the remaining life left in Sooyoung slipped away. 

Jungkook took a seat and Namjoon already knew what to do. His hand wrapped around the handle tightly and the other pushed on Jungkook’s thigh. 

“Three.. Two..” Namjoon didn’t even get to one before he pulled the knife out and immediately started applying pressure. 

“Fuck!” Jungkook yelled and grabbed onto the arms of the chair. Namjoon’s hands were covered with blood and he bit his lip as Jungkook struggled to stay conscious. Yoongi grabbed onto Jungkook’s sleeve and ripped it so he could tie it around his thigh tightly. 

“I need to see (Y/N),” Jungkook said standing up and using the wall to stay stable. 

“What Jungkook? No, you need medical attention.” Namjoon said, stepping in front of the door. 

“Let me see (Y/N)!” He said sternly before pushing Namjoon out of the way and limping out to his ride. He paid someone to drive him to her apartment and by the time he arrived it was 2 in the morning. 


A tired (Y/N) opened the door and she was in one of his t-shirts. “Jungkook?” You gasped and pulled him inside quickly. 

“What happened?“ 

”(Y/N), I need help.“ He avoided your question and you led him into the bathroom and slowly stripped him of his clothes. 

He sat there in his boxers as you wiped away the blood from him and grabbed your first-aid kit from underneath the sink. You used some alcohol to clean where the bullet grazed his shoulder and you almost cried when you saw his thigh. 

“Jesus.” You whispered and very slowly dabbed the alcohol onto it in which Jungkook tried his best not to yell. 

“I need stitches.” He could barely speak and you nodded and grabbed a needle and thread and tried the best you possibly could. 

When you were finished, Jungkook was laid in your bed and you were cleaning the blood in the bathroom. 

“You doing okay?” You asked when you stepped back into the room. 

“For now.” He nodded, the pain meds were finally kicking in. 

“Now, tell me what the fuck happened to you.“ 

He said nothing.

You crossed your arms over your chest and looked patiently at Jungkook.

“Look Jun-”

Dance With Me - Dylan O’Brien

Author: @mf-despair-queen

Characters: Dylan O’Brien/Reader

Word Count: 2722

Warnings: Pure Filth, NSFW, 18+, Oral (both receiving), Orgasm Denial, More Filth

Notes: #SorryNotSorry

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y3daner  asked:

top ten times yuuri katsuki was charming without him noticing

Top Ten Times Yuuri Katsuki Was Charming Without Him Noticing:

10) At a competition a little girl got lost and started crying and he calmed her down and let her ride on his shoulders all the way back to the rink when he went to find her parents

9) A fan gave him some artwork to sign and said ‘sorry, it isn’t very good’ and despite being busy and in the middle of signing autographs he still stopped and took a good few minutes to sincerely compliment her work and style which made her blush so badly

8) At college he organised a study group for people who were struggling on his course to share his notes and ended up unofficially tutoring most of them for free and every single person who attended was a least partially in love with him by the end

7) In the skate club in Detroit one of the ice dancers hurt his leg in practice and so Yuuri offered to help the girl who was left without a partner practice her routine by standing in for him even though he was embarrassed that he didn’t really know the moves well. She was incredibly grateful, he learned a bit of ice dancing and every other skater was insanely jealous of her

6) Once a couple proposed in front of him after one of his competitions and he very sweetly congratulated them and offered to take a photo but ended up being in the photo instead at their insistence

5) He did a guest appearance at an ice skating class for children and was really, really good with the kids and encouraging them with their skating and being generally a wonderful teacher and all the young single parents were sighing over him and looking at each other like ‘he’s mine, I’m calling it first, back off’.

4) He donated a lot of money to a dog shelter in Detroit and there were loads of pictures and videos of him there playing with the puppies and everyone’s hearts collectively melted

3) Once a girl at the skating club didn’t have anyone to go to a fancy dance with her and she was embarrassed to go alone. Since Yuuri knew he was a decent dancer he offered to go with her as friends so that she could still go and it was a really sweet and considerate gesture and they spent the evening having fun and owning everyone else in the room with how well they danced. That girl was the one mentioned in chapter 14 who later invited Yuuri and Phichit to her wedding. She met her future wife at that dance, which she wouldn’t have gone to without Yuuri offering to help her out

2) That time he took the triplets backstage in chapter 12 and everyone was like ‘awwww’

1) Every little thing he did that made Viktor fall even more in love with him over the years which was a lot and happened often

Watch Me Babygirl [pt.9]

Summary: Jungkook is your brother’s annoying best friend. You can’t stand him but he just can’t resist teasing you. How far will he actually go?

Warnings: language, light smut

[pt.1] [pt.2] [pt.3] [pt.4] [pt.5] [pt.6] [pt.7] [previous part]


“My mom wants me to become more involved at the school,” you sighed, walking with Taehyung to P.E.

The last few days your mom had been hinting that she wanted you to become involved, “like your brother”. You’d done your best to act clueless in order to get her to drop the subject, but she’d finally confronted you and outright told you that she wanted you to become more involved.

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the shot you wanted (zimbits, 6k)

This fic started out as a drabble in response to @iwantakokokringle’s request for a “zimbits zoo meetcute”. 6000 words later and here we are…



“He’s late,” Bitty grumbled as he bounced up and down on his toes, trying to spot the photographer in the swarm of students around them. His search was a little hindered in that he wasn’t sure who he was looking for exactly. He had only corresponded with the Daily’s photographer Brian over email and Brian’s student ID picture left a lot to be desired in identification purposes.

Next to him, Trina shrugged as she leaned over the card table they had set up to be their ticket booth for the weekend. The poster board that they had decorated to proclaim loudly “SAMWELL DANCE PRESENTS THE PETTING ZOO! ADMISSION 3 TICKETS” flapped in the wind as she taped it a little more securely to the table.

Just then, he spotted a tall dark-haired guy with a camera slung around his neck through the crowd. The guy was taller than Bitty would have guessed based on his student ID picture and a lot better looking, but the heavy-duty camera and the slightly lost look on his face as he scanned the crowd seemed like pretty good indicators. This was Brian at last. Bitty waited another minute as Brian looked around the crowd and with a roll of his eyes, he plunged into the crowd to retrieve the photographer. He had things to do this afternoon that did not include waiting around for the Daily’s errant photographer after all.

“For God’s sake,” Bitty said to himself as he dodged a gaggle of girls to land himself in front of the photographer. He still hadn’t managed to catch Brian’s attention until he reached out and grabbed his arm. Brian looked down at him, clearly startled, and frowned. Bitty immediately took his hand back and cleared his throat. “You’re looking for the petting zoo, right?” he asked.

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Best Mistake - Part 1 - Smut

Originally posted by prettiestcaptain

Author: @dumbass-stilinski
Rating: NSFW 18+
Pairing: Stiles Stilinski/Reader
Words: 2,347
AN: IDK I WANTED TO WRITE THIS DON’T JUDGE ME. There’s some Polish in here, I used Google translate so it may not be correct. I left the word meanings at the end. Thanks to @writing-obrien and @celestial-writing for being my pals. Also his hand looks so yummy in this gif. okay bye.



This wasn’t how this was supposed to go. You sat and stared at the little white stick in your hand, the little pink plus sign mocking you. Your eyes swept across the floor to see the other discarded tests around your feet, all with the same result. You were pregnant.

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Tricks (Part 1)

Request: Hello! How are you? Could I request a Joker x Reader where the he and his friends are arguing about who the most attractive/best with the ladies is and joker ends up betting he can seduce the reader. They fall in love but then reader finds out it was all a bet. Sort of a ‘10 things I hate about you’ scenario haha Thanks lovie

A/N: I COMPLETELY fell in love with this idea this is cute AS FUCK. Part 1 of ??

Pairing: Joker x reader 

Summary: Joker makes a bet he can seduce the reader but finds out he’s met his match. 

Warnings: Sexual implications? Probably swearing? Joker stuff. 

Originally posted by grysamobojcow

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anonymous asked:

okay but I just realised it has been two years since we got impossibly tiny foldable Louis being CUTE AS FUCK while texting with someone (...) on the phone in a corner of a club and I JUST NEED YOU TO SCREAM WITH ME so can you do that PLEASE ???????!!!!

I can! I CAN!!!!! Has it been two years already?? Two years sine these grainy and terribly low quality pics hit tumblr and completely took my breath away?! Pictures of Louis in a club somewhere in Bangkok, half sitting half lying down in some corner of the club, or even on a table or on top of the bar for all we know. The pictures sure didn’t give away too much but WHO CARES?? I mean LOOK AT HIM!!! 

He couldn’t care less about ‘club etiquette’, about how he should probably dance and be on his feet, mingling with the people around him, nope. This gorgeous boy just decided he wanted some time to himself to share the moment with whoever (*cough*) was on the receiving end of his messages so he simply sat down in a corner, sank down comfortably with his high tops slung over his knee, bopping to the music and smiling happily while texting on his phone, just really enjoying some time to himself in the midst of the madness surrounding him :) 

And it really doesn’t get much cuter than this does it?? Two years have passed and these pictures still knock the breath out of me because this is SUCH A LOUIS THING TO DO ISNT’T IT??! Being the most adorable and yes, foldable person out there, just enjoying his time like only he can. No wonder I’m whipped, right?

And as if that wasn’t enough, we got this equally grainy pic of Louis leaving the club looking impossibly soft and curvy and tiny and I just can’t understand how the person holding the camera didn’t pass out on the spot because LOOK: 

So to answer your question anon: AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
Thanks for the friendly reminder. You have officially killed me. Again… 

anonymous asked:

Hello!! <3 Love your headcanons!! So could you do for rfa reacting MC drunk and not recognizing them? Like him trying to kiss her as always, but she walks away saying that she has a boyfriend and loves him? Lol Something like that..?? I think it would be cute and funny. haha >w< (Sorry for my bad english)

Your english isn’t bad, love. (who am I to judge, anyways?) 

Here it is! Hope you enjoy it! ^^


RFA with a drunk MC who can’t recognize them


Zen

  • You told him you were gonna be at this club and he should join you after work
  • So crowded! It would take so long to find you… oh, not really, there you are! You look so sexy dancing like no one is watching
  • But the thing is a lot of people, guys mostly, are watching. OH HELL NO!
  • “Hey, babe! I missed you!” he comes behind you holding your waist gently, and feels legitimately hurt when you pull away and nod negatively.
  • “Nah nah ni nah no, buddy! Not happening!” and you just… walk away! Why? IS he that late? He goes after you, noticing how much you’re bumping into other people…
  • “B-Babe? I’m sorry, I…” “I won’t say it twice, dude! I’m taken and you’ll back away if you know what’s good for you!” what? You’re not recognizing him? Maybe it’s the lights or the loud music?
  • Oh no, it’s not! He watches as you go the bar and look around squinting your eyes and frowning your nose, it’s so cuuuuttte! Also, it’s a very familiar sign that you’re very drunk, he knows that by now.
  • “Oh no… not you again!” “Hey, calm down! I’m… I won’t make any move, I’m just worried about you! Are you ok?” “I’m g-reat! Just waiting for MY REALLY STRONG, HOT AND FAMOUS BOYFRIEND THAT I LOOOVVVEE!” oh god… is it bad he thinks this is too charming?
  • “Oh… tell me more about him, then.” He manages to get close enough so nobody will try to approach you. “I’ll show you!” you pick your phone and scroll through all the pictures you’ve taken together.
  • “This is him during one of his musicals! This is him on his bike! This is him on piggy tails I did when he was sleeping! Isn’t he adorable?” he gags a little “Oh… I think… I think this wouldn’t be good for my… for HIS image, don’t you think?” “Nhaaa, this is just for fun! I won’t even show him! I care a lot about his image too, since I’mma be his manager one day, just you wait! “Oh,is that so?”
  • He convinces you to text your boyfriend, so he could answer he would be waiting you outside so you could take a cab. He doesn’t even mind your text makes no sense!
  •  “ZeeeNnNY! I missed you so much, you… should be proud of me! I acted all scary and made this guy back away! Are you proud, Zenny? Are you proud?” you shake him as you hug him when you go to him outside. “You have no idea how much, my princess.” He hugs you back
  • He hopes your hangover is not that bad tomorrow, as he really has some business matters to go over with you…

Yoosung

  • Although he’s the college student, you’re the one having the time of your life at this frat party.
  • He wasn’t that comfortable at first, but seeing you having so much fun made him loose it up a little
  • He’s wondering if the guys feel jealous when they see this goddess moving her hips so seductively and stopping all of a sudden to give him a little peck on the lips and a ‘boop’ to his nose…
  • But it’s been a while you’re not doing this anymore, you’re not even looking at him… you’re looking all around the place, except for him.
  • So he goes to you and touches your shoulder: “Are you okay, honey?” you look at him from head to toes and… turn your back on him. What?
  • “H-Honey! Did I do something wrong?” “Yeah, dude, you’re making a move on a girl who have a boyfriend!” “Well, yes… I’m the boyfriend!”
  • “Yeah, you wish, but sorry… it ain’t happening!” You scoff. He’s so shocked! Are you breaking up with him like this?
  • Oh, wait! He’d  seen your eyes like this before, you’re… drunk! Very drunk! Yes, your half-lidded tipsy eyes…  and you still manage to be beautiful…
  • “Hey, so uhm… are you Yoosung Kim’s girlfriend, by any chance?” “Yeah, why do you ask?” “Nothing, I recognized you from all the photos of you he shows, it’s… it’s nice to meet you in person! He talks a lot about you!” he tries to be friendly so you don’t run away.
  • “Pffffff, he showed photos of me? So embarrassiIIiiIng! I’ll tell him to stahp when I see him!” “Oh… Please don’t get mad! It’s just… just… he thinks you’re the most beautiful lady in the world, he… really really loves you… at least that’s what I heard from him.”
  • “Ahhhh, I can’t be mad at him!” you sigh dramatically. “He’s sOoOOOOOo amazing! And cool… and his hair is so badass, and we’re here just because I dragged him… and those cheeks nnnnnng” What about his cheeks? “I’ve gotta find my man!”
  •  “I.. I… s-saw him outside, next to the door, y-yes! Over there!” he needs to run before you get there, but he’s so flustered… well, that can wait!
  • “Yoosungiiiie! I’ve been looking all around for you!” you jump on him, wrapping your arms around his neck. “I’m sooooo sorry for dragging you here, next time we’ll stay at home and play LOLOL, pinky promise!” you tangle your pinky at his, seriously… how can you be so adorable? “Nah, I’m… I’m really having fun, MC!”
  • You two go home by foot and you keep snuggling at his arm the whole way. “Hey, MC?” “Hmmm?” “Do you… do you like my cheeks?” “Yep, especially on those jeans.”
  • It takes a while for him to get it, but when he does… he’s dead! Why would you talk about his butt to a stranger? I mean… it was him, but you didn’t know, yet it was him… should he get mad? Or embarrassed? Or…? Or…? ERROR

Jaehee

  • She meets you at the bar you two usually go together.
  • It isn’t that crowded but it is a little noisy, she’ll have to talk loud to get your attention.
  • “Hey, MC!” she greets. You look around frightened and look back to your drink… weird!
  • “MC?” she gets closer and touches your arm softly. “How… how do you know my name?” What? She looks at you, puzzled. “Anyway, I’m waiting for my girlfriend, don’t waste your time, lady!”
  • “Hum… MC, I’m…” “Stop stalking me, seriously, my girlfriend warned me about your type!” she’s still confused, but your face looks so funny, you are trying to look mad, but you can’t frown your eyebrows without blinking… so cute!
  • And by that she gets what’s  going on, that and the three martini glasses next to you…
  • “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you, I was just curious… where did you buy that dress?” “My girlfriend got me, it’s her favorite color in the whole wide worrlllld!” “I see…” she wants to laugh so much.
  • “Well, she must have a good taste!” “Yep, she used to walk around only on a dull suit because of her asshole former boss! He’s my friend, so I’m allowed to tell him he’s an asshole… actually, I… I should tell him right now!” you pick your phone.
  • “I… I don’t think that’s a good idea, miss…” “Shhh, he needs to know he can’t be an asshole to my cookie! She’s  a-ma-ZING!!! That potato needs to know that!” Cookie? Potato? You’re killing her with your drunk cuteness, but she can’t let you do something stupid!
  • “I… I’m sure your girlfriend already knows how amazing you think she is, you don’t really need to… tell other people!” “Ugh, that’s right! Why she doesn’t let everybody know how great she is? I shoudn’t be the only one to see it, y’ know? I’m… I’m a potato just like Jumin Han… I already told him that twice this week!” Forget that you’ve been drinking twice this week and calling Jumin to cuss him, what matters now is… YOU’RE POUTING! Oh my god, so adorable…
  • She can’t keep up with this anymore, she needs you to recognize her right now! So she walks away and calls you, telling she’s waiting for you outside to come home.
  • “Yay, Baehee is here!” you run to her and give her a sweet peck on the lips, she grabs your hand and leads you to the cab.
  • “So… MC, have you been talking to Jumin lately?” “Wh-Who? Me? Noooo, noe, maam’!” you are a terrible liar when you’re sober, just imagine when you’re drunk. She’ll make you apologize for being such a potato, but that can wait…

 

Jumin

  • “Jumyinh, I amm at this gui haus, but he is coooooooooooolll, don’t worry!” he tries to decode your text. Why are you texting him when you are under the same roof?
  • “Where are you, MC?” “@ his bathroom, it’s bigr than my house” what kind of joke is that? You were drinking wine with him a couple of minutes ago and excused yourself to go to the bathroom…
  • “look @ this soap! So funny!” you send him a blurred picture, oh… so that’s how it feels to get one of these! He gets it now!
  • He goes to the bathroom and knocks at the door. “I’m not opening! My boyfriend won’t like it!” and then his phone buzzes. “looks I been caught” and you send a selfie, it’s not blurred and he can see the huge blush on your cheeks, oh… you’re so drunk right now, aren’t you?
  • You call him, he answers a little reluctantly. “Yes, kitten?” you giggle “Jumin, this guy called me kitten too, but don’t worry! I told him to back off!”
  • “What could you possibly be talking about, MC?” “I don’t remember coming to this party, so I won’t let the bathroom until you come to pick me up! You… you can track me by… GP and S, right?” not even him believe he’s really laughing at this. “Yes, I’ll come to you, my love, just wait!”
  • He knocks at the door. “Are you okay… miss?” “Bro, I already told you! I have a boyfriend and we gonna marry soon!” “Oh, I see… did he propose to you?” “Not yet, but I found the ring on his closet!” uh oh… surprise ruined for both of you. “But I’ll look very surprised, cause I know the proposal is going to be suuuper special, like on a colorful hot air balloon or something like this…”
  • He opens the bathroom door and almost falls due to the way you jump at him, wrapping your legs around his waist. “I missed you so much! Is the party over?” “Yes, it is. Shall we go home so you can rest, my angel? Tomorrow will be a very busy day…” “Really? Why?” “Just wait and see.”
  • As soon as you doze off, he calls Jaehee telling there will be a change of plans, he needs to rent a hot air balloon asap!


Saeyoung

  • “Oh my God, Saeran! Don’t you have any respect for your brother’s girlfriend?”you got out for a couple of drinks with your friends and got back swearing the one standing in front of you is your brother-in-law, not your boyfriend!
  • “MC, it’s me! Look at my glasses!” “No! You two are not pulling this prank on me again! It didn’t work last time and it won’t work again now!” when you’re sober, you can tell who is who very easily, even when they change their outfits. But right now…
  • “MC, Saeran is sleeping right now!” “Well, MC thinks talking in the 3rd person is ridiculous!” Oh lord… shouldn’t he be recording this?
  • “Please, come with me, I’ll help you take a shower and put you to bed…” “Saeran! Would you really do that with your brother? No… no… you’re so nice, and he’s so nice! He doesn’t deserve this!” you look so shocked and disappointed, he’s feeling bad for you as if this was true.
  • “Saeyoung loves us both very much, Saeran. We can’t hurt him, NEVER! He deserves only happiness from now on! Seriously, I… I was going to say yes to moving in together,  but I won’t do it if this is how you’re gonna act around me!” wait! Are you serious?
  • “Oh… so you actually considered it?” “Yes… but I can’t do this if you keep hitting on me!” okay, joke’s over!
  • “I’m sorry, MC. Saeyoung told me if I acted like this, you would buy it, that idiot! But it’s impossible to trick you! I’ll… I’ll call him back, okay?” you sigh in relief, and it’s so cute!
  • He goes to the hallway yelling to Saeyoung to come out, turns around and goes back to you with a big smile, you smile back and open your arms, waiting for a hug. “Stop doing these silly pranks, what if one day I really mistake you two?” you ask over his shoulder
  • “Yes, I should start being more mature if you’re going to move in with us.” “I haven’t said ‘yes’ yet, Saeyoung!”
  • But you said yes during the shower you shared the next morning
If I Lived 400 Years... (M)

BTS; Hoseok/J-Hope

Genre: Smut | Fluff

Word count:  2.4k

Description: You and Hobi celebrate his birthday together.

A/N: Sinning + ultra cheesiness. I wrote this in like a day and a half and its 7 am and I haven’t slept yet so sorry if its horrible. Honestly I am god awful at fluff so I’m so sorry again. Um, @seokvie gave me the tummy fluff idea and it spread from there.

Happy Birthday to our dearest sunshine, Hobi!! ^^ 

Originally posted by aestheticvbts

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malec dancing headcanons for all your season 2b needs:

  • the first time magnus asks alec to dance they’re at the pandemonium and simply getting alec there in the first place had taken magnus a lot of convincing [with lots of puppy eyes included and how could alec say no to that?]
  • eventually alec had caved in but for the most of the night he had stayed on the sidelines just observing the club, having a few drinks while magnus had been out and about socializing with different downworlders
  • needless to say, alec was absolutely baffled when magnus suddenly had emerged from where ever the hell he had been before and had tapped him on the shoulder, with a teasing sort of smile on his face, asking: “can i have this dance?”
  • alec had blushed an awful lot and mumbled something along the lines of “i can’t dance, magnus…” under his breath, to which magnus had responded by rolling his eyes, dragging him along with him, telling alec that you don’t have to know how to dance for this kind of dance
  • “all you have to do is to just have some fun with it”
  • alec had very reluctantly let himself to be led to the dance floor by magnus all while complaining about how embarrassing the whole situation was
  • “say one word about this to izzy and she won’t ever let me live this down”
  • magnus had silenced him by simply pulling alec by the hips to be flushed against his own, alec’s mouth forming a silent little “o”
  • maybe it was the drinks he had had earlier or the pulsing athmosphere and magnus’ heavy gaze pouring into alec’s own half lidded eyes but soon enough alec had found himself to completely let go; heavily grinding against magnus, his grip tight on his shoulders while magnus held him by the waist
  • maybe he had even let himself to be turned around in magnus’ arms, his back flushed against magnus’ chest while magnus may or may not have sucked a few bruises into his neck, but needless to say they were the other people’s main focus that night; the hottest and most envied couple on the whole club
  • the second time they do it it’s more romantic; magnus, wanting to suprise alec, had prepared a candle lit dinner for the both of them
  • tummies full of the delicious food and wine [which magnus may or may not have just summoned from a near by 5 star restaurant] they had just been casually launging on the sofa a bit sleepily until magnus had suddenly stirred up
  • he had took alec by the arm, raising him up from the sofa with him until their bodies had collided against each other
  • “magnus, what are you doing?”
  • to which magnus simply had responded with an amused “alexander, have you ever been taught how to dance?”
  • alec had cast his eyes downwards before mumbling that “shadowhunters aren’t really big on dancing. it’s seen as something silly and unnecessary. we’re more focused on, you know, training.”
  •  “ oh well in that case i’d love to teach you.”
  • they had spent the rest of the night giggling, a bit wine drunk with alec stepping on magnus’ toes multiple times 
  • not that he had minded – magnus’ hands stayed steady on alec’s back the whole time
  • they had spun each other around until they were dizzy, going from one dance to another, all the kinds magnus could just remember doing, until they slowly came to a stop
  • with heavy breaths they had looked into each other’s eyes, foreheads coming together while gripping each othe with dear life; they were only swaying gently at this point, not really dancing anymore and they didn’t even really notice when alec hadn’t stepped on magnus’ feet for at least in half an hour 
  • they had been too busy lost in each other; heads buried in the other’s shoulder, swaying slowly in the dark room with nothing but the candles’ soft glow illuminating the space they had claimed
  • after that there had been kisses, lots of them, until they had finally moved things to the bedroom
  • but probably the most important dance of them all came several years and many many dances later; at their wedding

college jock yuuri headcanons (because @kevystel asked for them):

  • yuuri takes this cooking class that all the jocks take bc it’s a science credit, but he takes bc he’s trying to learn how to cook american food bc it’s cheaper than buying imported japanese ingredients
  • yuuri totally drinks protein shake and has drunk enough to have an opinion on the various flavours
  • yuuri is crazy good at beer pong because a) he holds his liquor really well and b) he has good hand-eye coordination
  • all the awesome yuuri fashion we see later in the anime is 5000% victor’s doing. left alone, yuuri dresses like a total frat boy. he even wears snapbacks. shame him.
  • when yuuri first goes to a dance club meeting, he somehow gives them the impression that he’s a hockey player looking to improve his on-ice footwork. he doesn’t mention that he was trained by bALLET LEGEND MINAKO OKUKAWA THESE ARE THINGS YOU TELL PEOPLE YUURI
  • yuuri goes on long runs in the morning and passes by this dormitory on his route. everybody knows to get up early on mondays, wednesdays, fridays, and sundays to catch a glimpse of the hot athlete as he runs past.
  • all the people on the cheerleading squad know yuuri by name and face because the captain’s a figure skating fan. they all make sure to stop and ask him about his training and competitions. everyone else just sees yuuri surrounded by cheerleaders at parties. what a stud. wow.
  • yuuri does his off-ice conditioning at the same time each week as the football team. even the jocks think he’s one of them.
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'Gotham' Star Chris Chalk Marries Kimberley Dalton Mitchell
'Gotham' and '12 Years a Slave' actor Chris Chalk married Kimberley Dalton Mitchell in a romantic wedding ceremony in North Carolina on Saturday, April 22 — photos

Congratulations! Gotham star Chris Chalk married his fiancée, Kimberley Dalton Mitchell, in a romantic wedding ceremony on Saturday, April 22, the newlyweds confirm exclusively to Us Weekly.

The happy couple, who got engaged last September, exchanged vows in front of their closest friends and family members at the North Carolina Arboretum in Chalk’s hometown of Asheville, North Carolina. The groom looked dapper in a white suit jacket, a white button-down shirt, a white bow tie and black pants, while his bride stunned in a lace gown and wore Jennifer Behr circlets in her hair.

Underground star Alano Miller and She’s Gotta Have It actress DeWanda Wise, who first introduced the duo, served as the best man and maid of honor, respectively.

Chalk, Mitchell and their 135 guests headed to the reception at Grand Bohemian Hotel in Asheville via traditional yellow school buses. “I think there’s something about a school bus that immediately humbles you. It’s fun,” Chalk tells Us. Mitchell adds, “We didn’t want people driving up the mountain after [drinking champagne at the ceremony].”

For the wedding, the newlyweds asked their guests to dress their sexiest. “Our actual instruction was, ‘Dress how you would dress if you knew you were going to make out with somebody that night,’” the 12 Years a Slave actor tells Us, quipping that he and Mitchell “had to dial it back for some people.”

During the reception, the pair and their friends danced to a mix of their favorite '90s R&B songs and today’s biggest hits. “We told our DJ, 'Pretend you’re DJ-ing for the club,’” Mitchell says. “That’s what we want. Just trying to throw the ultimate dance party.”

As for the food? Guests enjoyed shrimp and grits, duck confit, salmon, steak and a waffle and bacon bar, among other delicious treats.

♛ —————— FRESH PRINCE OF BEL-AIR SENTENCE STARTERS.

’ I’m gonna pop that little zit when I get home. ’
’ You must have been an athlete in your thinner days. ’
’ Hey, hey, lets stick to the topic okay? ’
’ You know, I’d be happy to perscribe something for that. ’
’ Between you and the humpty dance, I’ll have to get a metal plate on my butt. ’
’ Hey, you wanna go to the club with us tonight? ’
’ Well, someone has her/his rude hat on tonight. ’
’ I’m starvin’. When do we eat here? ’
’ I think you’ve been deprived of oxygen at birth. ’
’ You’re the man. I’m just the man behind the man. ’
’ Man, have I told you how thin you’re lookin’ lately? ’
’ How can I forget? He was wearing my purple suit. ’
’ I was going to drop by and check on the, the thing. ’
’ Aren’t you a little overdressed? ’
’ What kind of idiot picks a password no one can guess? ’
’ Then how do you explain becoming a lawyer? ’
’ Excuse me, what’s a nine-letter word for “Terrific?” ’
’ I’m sick of being such a big loser. ’
’ When the press hears about this they’re going to have a field day. ’
’ You know, I was looking through your police file, and bingo! ’
’ Oh wake up, knucklehead. ’
’ Well, you know I never had a good imagination. ’
’ I never even had imaginary friends when I was a kid. ’
’ Ain’t no thang but a chicken wing. ’
’ I noticed you noticing me and I just wanted to put you on notice. ’
’ That’s called prudent planning. ’
’ I’m still exhausted from last night. ’
’ All I asked you to do was a little yard work. ’
’ What’s that hideous thing growing out of your neck? ’
’ Could you drop me off at the beach? ’
’ My fault, man! I must have got the wrong crib. ’
’ I’m sorry! I thought you were all asleep! ’
’ Look, now, everybody calm down. False alarms happen all the time. ’
’ Trust is a very fragile thing… ’
’ I’m as big as a house. All I want to do is lie in bed and eat pie. ’
’ I mean, we must all do our parts to protect the environment. ’
’ Why, I never knew it was such a problem. ’
’ Where should I make a donation? ’
’ You know, ain’t like I’m still five years old, you know? ’
’ Sarcasm? Whatever do you mean? ’
’ Whoa, hold on mister, you’re all over the map! ’
’ Well, you know what they say about guys with big feet. ’
’ Those things are stupid. What does mine say? ’
’ My horoscope says that I’m gonna be a famous rapper with a TV show. ’
’ I’m too ashamed to talk about it, it’s better if I show you… ’
’ You did a porno movie? ’
’ If you’re serious, I could make some calls. ’
’ There’s something I need to tell you. ’
’ I was keeping them in case I needed them… ’
’ How could you be so stupid? ’
’ You know you shouldn’t be messing with drugs! ’
’ Somebody gave them to me at school. ’
’ My son/daughter could have died because of you! ’
’ I got the cake you wanted for the family reunion. ’
’ It’s round, it’s rubber and you’ll never use it! ’
’ You say you want things but you’re never willing to work for it! ’
’ You’re a slacker. You never make the sacrifice. ’
’ Do you remember our first date? ’
’ Well, I think you should run along and play. ’
’ You have no integrity, no decency, and you’re really, really short! ’
’ Come on, I gotta get you to the hospital! ’
’ Something terrible has happened, man! ’
’ I never thought losing my virginity would be this painful! ’
’ Look, you gotta promise you’re not gonna overreact… ’
’ Those pills that you took weren’t vitamins. ’
’ What could be worse than finding out I’m still a virgin? ’
’ Oh, my God. I’m a drug addict and a virgin! ’
’ I don’t touch greasy, disgusting things! ’
’ And for your information, dinner comes first! ’
’ Oh, it’s like that, right? You’re just gonna slam garbage at me! ’
’ I’m going to be watching you like a shadow! ’
’ I love bugs and I love death. I love oozing flesh wounds! ’
’ I have been calling you for fifteen minutes. Didn’t you hear me? ’
’ Did you just put super glue in my hair gel? ’
’ I’m also getting tired of the short jokes. I’m average height. ’
’ If you were me, you’d be good looking. ’
’ You’re not in touch with anybody's feminine side. ’
’ You’re gonna embarrass me when I become the new co-host. ’
‘ It’s not a doll, it’s an action figure! ’
’ I’ve been studying self-defense. ’
’ I’m just trying to recall what it felt like to be fifteen. ’
’ It was so long ago, how could you remember? ’
’ I’m just so upset, I’m saying things I don’t even mean. ’
’ You know something? This is all your fault. ’
’ What is that, like the theme of this family? ’
’ Knowing my luck, I might run into a disgruntled postal worker. ’
’ Y'all know ain’t no little bullet gonna stop me. ’
’ What does that have to do with anything? ’
’ Have you ever crushed any one? ’
’ Y'all come back now, y'hear? ’
’ What do you mean I didn’t get the job? ’
’ Well, you tell those little brats I don’t like them either! ’
’ What does it look like I’m doing? I’m gambling. ’
’ You stole my wallet? How much do we have? ’
’ Um… You a little freaky-deeky, ain’t you? ’
’ I think you’ve been smokin’ a little bit too much of that catnip. ’
’ I’m a little uncomfortable with nudity. ’
’ Oh, for God’s sake, would you leave already? ’
’ Oh, we have to have a special going away dinner for you. ’
’ Well, it’s got ceiling-to-floor doors, and wall-to-wall floors. ’
’ You can’t see my apartment, because I don’t have one. ’
’ That just doesn’t sound right coming from me, does it? ’
’ This is a stick with a snake wrapped around it. ’
’ You ain’t ever gonna change! ’
’ I’m getting the last word! ’
’ You’re not age appropriate for this party. ’
’ Haven’t you learned anything from all of this? ’
’ Doesn’t anyone care about how I feel? ’
’ I never say that. It’s make like a banana and split. ’
’ Come on people, I weigh the same I weighed back in high school. ’
’ I hope you like that system, because you’re gonna be seeing a lot more of it in your life. ’
Rockabye (pt.2)

genre: fluff and just a little angst /stripper!au

pairing: you x jimin

word count: 2.5k

listen to this song during the dance. 


The Private Dance

Originally posted by nnochu


Jimin? What an interesting name, you thought to yourself.

It was already the day after you had performed for Jimin. Although you performed for Jimin once, you had to admit that you liked it. You really liked performing for him.

The way he looked at you like you were the only girl on the planet. Like you were this, some sacred treasure nobody could touch. Jimin, no matter how bad he wanted you already, respected you. He respected woman and didn’t use them. That doesn’t mean a lot coming from him since he did go to a strip club but he just needed a release that day.

And you were his release.



Tonight, you found yourself worrying more than normal. You were doubting yourself with how you would be able to turn him on, again. What if you couldn’t? What if you messed up?

You always did this to yourself when you had to do a private dance. It would be just you and him in that room. Of course, you were fine with it, it was just something you didn’t do too often. Jimin looked like he was easy to get excited, so that helped you relax a little and knowing yourself, you could get any man to melt under your touch. You could make their imagination run wild within seconds. This was going to be easy but most of all fun. Not only for him but you also.

You’ve been working already for a couple hours and it was already 9:30. You haven’t been able to think of anything but this dance. You had to make sure everything was perfect considering last time he gave you a $20 tip. The more money, the better.

You got up from the red leather couch you have been sitting on and walk over to the bathroom. Normally, you didn’t care if you looked amazing. You just didn’t care about anything but ever since Jimin laid eyes on you, you felt self-conscious. Not because you didn’t feel pretty, it was just more because of the way he looked at you. His fierce stare that made it seem like he was slowly tearing your clothes off of you. No guy has ever looked at you like that. Yes, you’ve gotten looks but his looks were just, different.

You look into the mirror and fix your hair until you are satisfied with the way it looked. You had brought a bag with you so you could touch up your makeup. Before almost feeling content, you sprayed Victoria Secrets: Noir Tease on your wrists and neck. You take one last glance and sigh, mentally preparing yourself, as you walk out of the bathroom and make your way to the back so you can put your bag back into the little locker that was reserved for you.

As soon as you make your way back to the main floor you slowly look around. You missed him at a first glance but after looking again you saw him on the other side of the room leaning against the wall, hands in his pocket, and his hair swept back. He was wearing all black, with a velvet blazer, and the only thing that stood out from his appearance was his big, pink and full lips. How could a pair of lips make you feel so flustered?

You hadn’t realized you were gawking once again until he smirked and shook his head until it was hanging low. You started working your way to the main register and waited for him to get the memo. He did and made his way to you.

You run your hand through your hair and place the palm of your hand under your chin.

“Ready?” He speaks up. His voice was deeper than normal, lust obviously present in his voice.

“I suppose, follow me.” Your voice returned to its sexy state.

He steps back as you make your way around him. You were in front of him and just to purposely tease him more, you walked extra with more hip and sway than you normally did. You felt his stare burn through you but it was okay, you liked it. That was what motivated you.

Before you finally come to a closed off room, you ask how he was doing.

“I’m good, just stressed out that’s all.” He replies, continuing behind you.

You hummed. “ I think I can help with that.”

He chuckled and nodded. “Good, that’s just what I need.”

You finally reach the room and walk in, closing the door and locking it behind you.

The room was empty, only containing two chairs, a red light hanging above them, and a stereo system for playing the music. The room screamed nothing but sex and lust, even the smell that came with it. Perfect.

“Take a seat.”

He obliges and slowly sits down, still not taking his eyes off of you.

This time you were wearing a shirt, that was slightly more revealing than normal. Obviously, that shirt would come off later in the dance but you liked the tease. You had on a different colored bra than last time, with shorts that fit in every place perfectly and a pair of underwear that complemented your body in every right way.

You walk past him, his scent lingering in your senses. It was purely intoxicating but you enjoyed it. You reach the stereo system and pull up the song on YouTube before pressing play.

Wet The Bed – Chris Brown

Ticking played for about 5 seconds, giving you enough time to set the phone down and walk over to Jimin. His eyes still stuck to you like glue.

“No touching. I can touch you but can’t touch me. Now, let us have some fun.” You whisper and the songs officially starts.

Hear the sound of your body drip, drip, drip as I kiss both sexy lip, lip, lips x2

You start off by slowly making your way behind the chair, standing where he couldn’t see you, and grip his head, making him move it from one side to the other. You heard Jimin sigh like that was all he needed already.

I ain’t afraid to drown if that means I’m deep up in your ocean, yeah.
Girl I’ll drink you down, sipping on your body all night.


You move to his side, as he turns his head and eyes you from bottom to top. You grab onto the back of the chair, making sure it was supporting you, as you slowly lay your back down on his lap. He tensed at the feeling but then soon let out another sigh while tilting his head back. You bring yourself back up and stand up. You walk back behind him and at the next part of the song, you place your leg in front of him, setting it on his thigh as you run your hand up and down it.

I just wanna take your legs and wrap around, girl you’re coming right now
My head to your chest
feeling your heartbeat girl


You place your hands on his shoulder and slowly move down to his pecks, then down to the beginning of his belt. You then move your hands back up and repeat the move once more.  You could feel the heat of his skin radiating through his clothes. You move back to being in front of him and slowly grab the end of your shirt and pull it over your head, leaving you in your bra and shorts. As you get closer to him, you place each hand on his thigh and slowly separate his legs, making a perfect spot for you to sit on and straddle.

Ima kiss you right, yeah, yeah,
I’m gon’ lick all night, yeah, yeah
Girl when I’m inside, yeah, yeah
yeah, girl, you heard what I said
I’m gonna make you wet the bed, bed, bed


You slowly grind on him during that part of the song. He was already getting lost in your body so soon, wanting to do nothing more than to touch you.

I’m gonna make you wet the bed
bed, bed, I’m gonna make you wet the bed,
bed, bed, bed. I'ma put your legs around behind
yourself, your head, then I make you wet the bed.

You lift yourself off of him and turn back around both hands on his knees. You slowly separate them once more as you make your way down in between them and slowly bring yourself back up, rotating your hips to the music.

“Ah, you’re so good-” You shush him gently, putting one finger over his lips. You then grab the chair that was empty and sit backward on it, still facing him. There was a part on the chair that was covering your womanhood- your legs spread wide- just perfectly, so he couldn’t see anything. Your throw your head back as he continues watching your every move. You do that until the first chorus plays once again.

I don’t want to be a minute man baby
you’re just like a storm rainin on me
girl you’re soakin wet
Ima kiss you right, yeah, yeah,
I’m gon’ lick all night, yeah, yeah
Girl when I’m inside, yeah, yeah
yeah, girl, you heard what I said
I’m gonna make you wet the bed, bed, bed


You stand up from the chair and kick it out of the way. You hook the sides of your shorts and slowly pull them down just to the start of your underwear and bring them back up, giving him the perfect striptease while you move your hips from side to side. You drop down, legs spread wide again, whipping your head to the side as the guy in the song raps. Then the chorus starts again and you slowly take your shorts off all the way before placing your self back onto Jimin, slowly starting to grind on him once more until the song comes to an end.

You move off of him, beads of sweat were formed on his forehead. He was breathing heavily and you look down noticing that he was clearly excited.  


“I’d pay you my whole bank balance for that again.” He speaks up.

You chuckle at his words and look down but don’t say anything. You make your eyes look back to his face and there he was, smiling away, not a sign of lust in sight anymore. He was looking at you again like you were the only girl in the world. Most guys after a  private dance offer more money to fuck but Jimin didn’t do that. Instead, he gives you a compliment you don’t hear often.

“You’re beautiful, you know that right?” Your cheeks turn red at his words. How they rolled off of his tongue so easily.

The last time you got called beautiful, was well, a long time ago. Once again, most guys screamed profanities in your face and called you whore or slut. You have never been called beautiful, by any man, let alone a customer. Jimin didn’t understand how much that meant to you. He got up from his seat and grabbed your shirt and shorts that were thrown onto the floor from when you had taken them off.

“May I?” He asked.

You didn’t know exactly what he meant but as soon as you nodded, you did and he told you to lift up your arms. You listened and he slowly put your shirt back on, doing the same with your shorts as you held onto his shoulders for support.

“A girl like you, shouldn’t be doing this sort of job. Men are gross and will use you. Please don’t tell me you sell yourself for sex, that’s the last thing I want to hear.” He speaks up as he backs away from you, giving you, your personal space.

His comment threw you off guard, again. He just paid for a pretty much fully clothed fuck session and he just told you, that guys would use you?

“You know, that doesn’t really mean much coming for you. You are paying good money to have a girl dance on you. Your girlfriend can’t do what I just did?”

“I don’t have a girlfriend,” He replies immediately. “and I know it doesn’t mean much coming from me but I just wanted to see you again, that’s all. I just didn’t know how to ask, besides asking for a private dance.”

“Interesting. I’m surprised you haven’t offered $100 yet and asked to fuck. Most guys do.” You answer back, ignoring the fact that he just said he wanted to see you again.

He slowly walked closer to you and stopped until very little space was left between your bodies.

“I don’t treat girls like that. I’d never pay for sex.” He whispered. “But I would pay to keep seeing you. Let me tell you something. I’m not one to really get crushes but when I first laid my eyes on you, I could’ve sworn I died just at the sight of you. Your body, your charisma, and confidence. I’ve never been so attracted to a girl,” He paused then carried on “but you, oh, you had me at hello and ever since you performed for me that first time, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you.

Were you day dreaming? One of the most beautiful guys you have ever seen in your entire life was complementing you repeatedly, making your stomach form butterflies and looking at you like you were all the money in the world.

“No amount of money is enough to buy a body and use it for something so awful, so please tell me you don’t sell yourself.” He brought up the sore subject, again, since you didn’t answer the first time.

You didn’t reply. You were embarrassed and hated telling people that you had to occasionally get money from sex. And you really didn’t want to tell Jimin because you liked him and it was pretty obvious he liked you. You were scared he would run away, just like all the others did.

“Your silence tells me you have. Why?” He asks sympathy in his tone but mixed with disappointment as well.

“I need the money, that’s why. I have no other choice. I’m a single mom, raising a kid and paying bills”

He steps closer to you, your lips barely touching.

“Understandable, Can I take you out?”

Your heart was nearly beating out of your chest. Warmth spreading all over your body as his gaze pierces through you.

“Um-I, guess there’s no reason you…can’t.” You say more as a question than an answer in your normal, high-pitched, and nervous voice.

“Ah, I like that answer.” He pulls out his wallet once again, this time giving you $100- the same amount you charge to have sex for only 30 minutes and that may seem like a lot but you’d be surprised at how many guys would pay that amount of money for a good orgasm- and a card with his number on it.

“Oh, uh, Jimin, you only have to pay $70.” You suddenly say as soon as he walks away, almost reaching the door to exit the room.

“Keep it, you need it more than me anyways.”