trouser rip

late night confessions | Fred Weasley x reader

requested

Everywhere people laughed and danced. But not you. You were sitting in a corner of the room looking at all the happy faces. You had waited so long for Fred to ask you to the yule ball and now you had nobody.

“Cheer up y/n, I’m sure he had a good reason for not asking you.” George said as he plopped down into one of the empty seats and put a drink in front of you.

“Well I know one reason, he just doesn’t like me that way.” You had told yourself that a million times, but saying it out loud hurt more than you thought it would. George gave you a sympathetic look as he moved closer to wrap his arms around you.

“You know, I’m pretty tired. I think I’m just gonna go to bed.” Sighing you stood up and quickly left the great hall before George could protest.

You walked through the empty hallways, the clicking of your black heels against the cold floor being the only sound that’s heard.

Sliding down against the wall you wrapped your arms around your knees and finally let the tears fall. This was supposed to be a magical evening but instead you were walking alone in the dark. The silence got interrupted by rapid footsteps coming towards you. Your heart started beating faster, anxious to know who it was, until finally someone rounded the corner.

“Y/n? I’ve been looking everywhere for you, why’d you leave so – are you crying??” Fred asked as he walked closer.

“Fred just leave me alone.” More tears rolled down your cheeks as you turned away from him.

“I’m not leaving until you tell me.” He said, sitting down next to you. You sighed in defeat, you knew Fred wouldn’t give up.

“Why didn’t you ask me to the dance?” The worry on Fred’s face turned to shock.

“What?” He asked bewildered.

“I waited for you to ask me, but you never did.” You could feel your heartbeat in your throat, you couldn’t believe you were telling him this.

“Y/n,” he whispered as he cupped your cheek. “I thought you were going with George.” Now it was your turn to look puzzled.

“But why? Why would you think that.” You felt a hint of hope. Could it be? Could he really feel the same?

“You two are so close, and lately you’ve been spending so much time together. I just assumed something was going on.” Slowly you started leaning in until your face was only millimetres from his.

“You’re the only one I want, Fred.” You told him before you connected your lips. After all the years you waited, you were finally kissing the boy you had been in love with for so long. Tingles shot through your body, your stomach was making backflips.

His hands slowly slid down your body, staying to rest on your exposed thigh, before sliding under your dress.

“Fred,” you stopped him. “not here, what if someone walks by?” He laughed before picking you up bridal style and running to an unknown location.

“I think I know just the place.” He smirked.

By now you were on the seventh floor, he took a left before stopping in front of a large wall.

“Fred? What are we doing here?” You asked as he put you down.

“Just wait and see.” The words hadn’t even left his mouth when suddenly the wall began to change and a door became visible. Too perplexed to speak you just let him lead you inside.

You entered a large, but almost empty room. The only piece of furniture was a king sized bed, and from the ceiling hung a beautiful gold chandelier. After a few seconds of taking in your surroundings you found your voice again.

“Where are we? What is this place?” You asked, turning around to face the red haired boy.

“This, love, is the room of requirement. It’s also known as the come and go room or the place where everything is hidden,” he explained. “but now that we’ve cleared that up, how about we finish what we started?”

In a flash his lips were on yours again, and his shirt was already lost somewhere in the room. Your hands roamed his bare chest as he began sliding of your dress, leaving you in nothing but your panties. Your nipples instantly hardened when the cold air hit them. He picked you up as if you were a feather and lightly threw you on the bed.

When he climbed over you, the both of you just in your underwear, his demeanour changed. He softly caressed your cheek and tucked a lock of your h/c hair behind your ear. You gazed up in his beautiful brown eyes as he studied your face.

“You’re so beautiful, Y/n,” he said, his thumb moving over your lower lip. “so perfect. Are you sure you want to do this?” Your heart was beating loudly, so loud you were sure he could hear it and feel it thumping against his toned chest. Your palms were sweaty. Your knees weak and your arms heavy, you were sure you would have fallen down if you were still standing. Too nervous to talk you just nodded. You weren’t nervous because you weren’t sure you wanted this. You were nervous because you had wanted this for so long. But what if it’s not what you always dreamed of?

One of his hands slowly travelled down your body, before he hooked his fingers in the hem of your panties and pulled them down. You felt the soft material of your underwear softly slide down your legs as he began rubbing you.

“Please, Fred.” You begged, pulling at his belt. In an instant he ripped his trousers and boxers off. He slowly spread your legs as he crawled on top of you.

You gasped in pain when he entered you. Noticing your discomfort he stopped and waited for you to get used to his size while whispering sweet nothings into your ear.

“It’s okay, love. It’ll get better. I can stop if you want me to.” After a while the burning pain turned into pleasure.

“You can move now.” You assured him. The moment you said that he began thrusting into you, hitting different spots with every thrust. The room was filled with your moaning and panting.

His thumb rubbed circles on your clit as he sucked on your neck, leaving love bites everywhere he could.

“Fred, I’m close.” He pulled out and slammed into you from another angle, pulling your leg up so he had better access. Not able to handle this much pleasure your body began shaking and your eyes rolled back.

“Let go for me, baby, I’m right behind you.” He whispered against your neck. Soon you hit your climax as you felt Fred release his warm seed into you.

He rolled off of you, you were both panting as if you’d just ran a marathon.

“I love you, Y/n” He said, looking you in the eye while pulling you closer.

“I love you too, Fred.” You were right, it wasn’t what you always dreamed of. It was better.

I’m so sorry it took so long, I’ve been so busy lately but I’m back! I hope you like it, again sorry for making you wait.

Wrong Place Wrong Time (17)

I DO NOT OWN THIS GIF!
Part 17 of an ongoing series, enjoy :)
A fanfic for a more Mature audience due to violence and language. Read at your own risk :)

Themes=😖,🌟,💣,🎭. (☠️- Harm towards characters, Strong language and Adult themes.)

Summary: You end up in the wrong place at the wrong time and it has negative repercussions. Main characters include: Reader and EXO.

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3 Part 4  Part 5 Part 6  Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16  Part 18  Part 19  Part 20  Part 21  Part 22  Part 23  Part 24  Part 25  Part 26  Part 27  Part 28  Part 29  Part 30  Part 31  Part 32  Part 33  Part 34 Part 35 (Final)  

Word Count: 3,951 


(Feedback/Messages are always welcome guys!😊)


You had heard two bangs followed by two cries, startling you. Yixing and Chanyeol were on the ground, blood pouring from their thighs. You panicked, ripping Chanyeol’s T-shirt off of his body and exposing his chest. You tore the shirt into two and wrapped the material around each of their wounds in an attempt to stop the bleeding. You needed help and fast, if someone didn’t find you soon they would most certainly bleed to death. Your mind was racing and your heart was banging in your chest, you felt as though you were having some type respiratory malfunction as breathing was proving to be almost impossible. Jongin stood at the other end of the section, beside a crate; you were crouched down on the floor next to an Injured Yixing and an Injured Chanyeol. All you could focus on was the gun that was spinning in Jongin’s hand. You’d all be dead in a matter of moments; you had no arms to protect yourself. How didn’t anybody realise who the mole was; the traitor in your squadron all along.

He was leaking information all this time.

He was the Tell-Tale.

It was Jongin.

You stared up at him, eyes widening in fear, he had his gun pointed straight at you. You had allowed yourself to believe that Jongin was a lovely and warm man who cared for you and had feelings for you, contrary to Yixing’s warnings, but boy were you wrong. You stared directly into his eyes and took a breath. What seemed to be the longest breath that you had ever taken in your life, and held it, you weren’t sure you were ready to die but at this point in time the power was not in your hands. Jongin smirked at you lowering his gun and removing a can of red spray paint from his holster, painting two red crosses on Chanyeol’s chest, he threw the can towards you and ran behind the crate disappearing altogether. You blinked hard, you were still alive. You let out the breath you were holding and began to cry hysterically, the shock of it all hitting you at once.

“Y/N, find help. Please.” Chanyeol groaned, you noticed they were both pale now, their trousers and the ripped shirt material soaked with their blood. You nodded vigorously and stood up in search for one of the others.

“Suho! Xiumin! Someone help me! Please!”



With two men down you had to fall back, there weren’t enough of you to win this battle. You sat in the van crying manically. The thought that you would never see Yixing again after you guys ended on a bad note, or never see Chanyeol again. Your best friend.

“Y/N you’re going to need to calm down.” Kyungsoo said, staring at you.

“Don’t fucking tell me to calm down!” You screamed, spraying saliva across the van. You were in a frenzied state and couldn’t calm yourself down. “We need to get them to a hospital.” You panicked, your eyes darting between Yixing and Chanyeol who were slowly beginning to look like corpses, their lives literally draining before your eyes.

“We can’t do that Y/N, have you forgotten who we are?” Minseok was rubbing your back. All you wanted to do was hold his hand right now, but you were too shaken to even successfully do that.

“No we can’t but I know who we can bring home. My brother.” Kyungsoo said, looking gravely at the two dying men lying on the floor at the back of the van.
“He’s a surgeon; he works in the hospital that Chanyeol’s dad used to work in before Genesis, we’ll have to make a detour.”

“But he doesn’t know who we are Soo, are you sure this is a good idea.” Sehun sat forward looking from Kyungsoo to Chanyeol and Yixing.

“No, but it’s our only option, Baekhyun can’t deal with this is alone, by the time he’s done with one of them the other will be dead.” He gave his family address to Junmyeon who was in the driver seat.

“Are you sure Kyungsoo?” Junmyeon asked looking at him through the rear view mirror.

“No. But we don’t have a choice.” He sighed, looking at the two corpse-like bodies. Junmyeon nodded swerving the van, knocking over a trash can. You kept your hands compressed on Yixing’s and Chanyeol’s thighs, trying anything you could to keep them alive, neither of them were moving now and it was scaring you beyond belief.

“Oh God! Please don’t die on me!” You began crying again, Minseok was rubbing his hand on your shoulder.

“This is all your fault.” Kyungsoo hissed, tears in his eyes, pointing at Minseok. “You had us ambushed didn’t you?! Tell me why I shouldn’t shoot a bullet through your brain right now. After everything we’ve all been through together.”

Minseok looked up at Kyungsoo, his face was expressionless.

“If you really think this was my doing then you’re really crazy.”

Sehun shifted in his seat, looking around the van “Minseok I don’t understand why, I thought I knew you better than this.”

“I thought you knew me better than this too.” Minseok frowned at Sehun.

You had enough of the bickering and arguing now, your best friend was dying and all they could do was pick a fight with the wrong person.

“It wasn’t fucking Minseok!” You screamed, shooting Sehun with a fierce look. “You’re all out here blaming the wrong person, meanwhile you’ve failed to realise that one of us is missing.”

They all frowned, Suho still speeding down dark streets, breaking every single road law out there.
Spinning his head around Sehun gasped in realisation. “Shit guys, we left Jongin behind! Fuck, we have to go back for him.”

“We can’t now; these two are almost dead we need to get to Kyungsoo’s brother.” Minseok said helping you to add more pressure to the gunshot wounds.

“No we’re not going back for Jongin; he can stay there and die. He deserves to waste away in a fucking crate full of Jay Lee’s toxic substances. Do you want to know why? Jongin did this. Jongin was the one who shot them. You see that?” You pointed to the two red crosses on Chanyeol’s chest. “’Kai’ did that. He’s the fucking Tell-Tale.” You screamed, your lungs felt as though they were going to burst, you felt your shoulders violently shaking again, but tried your hardest not to break down, this wasn’t the right time.
“Please Chanyeol, you have to make this. Please.” You whispered. “Yixing you too.”

The van was quiet; you were assuming everyone was taking a moment to process what you had just said. You were still in shock yourself, you couldn’t get the image of Jongin out of your head, you thought he was going to kill the man that was holding the gun up at you, but no, you were so wrong, instead he gave him a quick discrete nod, the man ran away from your section leaving you momentarily dazed, but before you had a chance to process what had just happened, Jongin was shooting both Yixing and Chanyeol, but why didn’t he shoot you too, you were obviously going to go back and tell the others what you had discovered.

“What… What did you just say?” Minseok’s breath was shaky looking at you through disbelieving eyes, waiting for you to say that you were only joking, but unfortunately you weren’t.

“Jongin was the mole all along. It explains how the letter got in the house; he probably just dropped it on the floor when nobody was watching. He probably planted the red spray paint in your cupboard too and planned the whole sugar incident.”

“No, it doesn’t make sense, how could he have planned all of this stuff we never let him out of our sight. Did he have an accomplice?” Minseok shook his head.

“I don’t know, but I remember him telling me that every midnight he’d go for a jog or something to get the stress out of his system, I guess that’s when he did whatever he had to do.” You shook your head, how had you been so easily fooled.

“Why didn’t you tell us?”

“I didn’t know he was a fucking traitor Minseok, this isn’t my fault! You’re only saying this because you’re blinded by hindsight bias. How was I to know that that would be relevant information at the time? Besides I’m sure there are other places that people visit that they’d like to keep secrets from anyone else, so I didn’t say anything due to privacy.” You gave him a knowing look; you knew where he went now so he couldn’t really say anything. He lowered his head. “Look can we discuss this later and just get to Kyungsoo’s house please!” Junmyeon nodded; driving faster now then he had been before.


You were all waiting impatiently for Kyungsoo who was standing at his front door, there were lights on so somebody was home, they were taking forever to answer, it seemed like forever, every second was crucial for you. Slowly the door opened up revealing a short woman. She was middle aged but looked withered, her hair had many grey strands in it and she had bags under her eyes. You all pressed your foreheads against the van windows listening intently to what was going on outside.

“Mama…”Kyungsoo breathed, almost inaudibly if you weren’t mistaken you were sure you could hear Kyungsoo’s voice catch in his throat, as if he was about to cry.

“Oh my God…Oh my God! Kyungsoo it’s you, Oh my God!” Tears were spilling down her face, as she pulled him into a hug. “My baby! I didn’t know whether you were alive. Kyungsoo where have you been, please just come back home. I can’t sleep knowing you’re not safe, it’s been 6 years, don’t you think you’ve tortured us enough.”

“Mama I’m sorry…But I don’t have time I need to see Babu, where is he?”

“Babu?” You whispered knitting your brows together.

“Yes. His brother. It’s not his real name though; it’s just a family pet name.” Junmyeon answered, pressing his header closer to the window and putting a finger up to his lips.

“Come inside my baby, it’s cold out here.” His mother said grabbing his arm and pulling him closer to the door, but he slipped it out of her grip just as quickly.

“Mama…I don’t have time, I need Babu, where is he?” He cleared his throat, but his voice was little and you could still sense he was trying to refrain from crying.

“Why what’s happening, have you gotten yourself into trouble? Kyungsoo, what’s happening with you? Ever since your father died you –”

“Babu!” Kyungsoo called from outside of the house, cutting off his mother completely.

“Shh, Or you’ll wake Rina.”

“Who?”

“Your niece Kyungsoo, you have a niece.” His mother’s eyes wondered up and down his body. She must have been terrified he looked a mess, scratches on his body, he looked rough and there were scraps of blood here and there. Suddenly a taller man appeared in the door frame; he was wearing a suit and looked well groomed.

“Mama, what’s all this noise? Have you not seen the time? Rina is…” He broke off when he realised Kyungsoo standing in front of him. His eyes widened in shock and then a frown descended upon his face.

“Wow, well would you take a look at what the Cat dragged in.”He crossed his hands over his chest letting out a deep grunt. “So you’ve decided to finally come home after six years of God knows what. Drugs I presume? Did you get bored Soo? You’re not welcome here, do you know how much shit you’ve put this family through.”

“Babu, stop it,he’s back now that’s all that matters.” Kyungsoo’s mother put her hand over his brother’s shoulder, but he shrugged it off violently.

“No Mama! He’s put us through so much, all those sleepness nights, all that worrying! And he rocks up here after six years. We had to grieve two losses. Dad’s and Kyungsoo’s and now he thinks it’s okay to just rock up here like nothing ever happened. What do you want money? Are you in trouble? Because we’re not going to fucking help you out Kyungsoo! You’re dead to this fucking family, do you understand me!?”

His mum began crying uncontrollably, hanging onto Kyungsoo’s arm. “Babu don’t say that. Don’t say that to my little boy. He’ll always be your brother. Your father would hate this.”

“He means nothing to me. Honestly you and dad should never have gone through the trouble of having another. I don’t know where you suddenly resurfaced from Kyungsoo, but you better crawl back under that rock, you’re not welcome at this house. You’ll never see Rina, you’re not worthy of being an uncle to her, you won’t even exist in her world.”

Kyungsoo stood there silently for a moment, his back was facing you so you couldn’t tell if he was crying or not.

“They’re taking too long!” You hissed. “Chanyeol and Yixing will die!” Things needed to be sped up.

“Babu I need your help…” Kyungsoo breathed

“I told you I’m not fucking helping you Kyungsoo. And don’t you ever call me Babu again, you lost your right to say that six years ago.”

That’s it, you thought to yourself, this was taking too long you had to do something to speed this up otherwise Chanyeol and Yixing definitely wouldn’t stand a chance. You stood up from your seat taking your trousers off, causing the others to gasp in surprise.
“Give me your jacket!” You motioned towards Sehun with your hand.

“What? Why?”

“Just give it to me!” You hissed. He took it off throwing it towards you. You wrapped it into a ball and tucked it under the jacket you were wearing and wiped the blood that was on your hands in between your legs and on your thighs.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Junmyeon whispered in shock, you could just about hear him.

“I’m currently in the process of saving Chanyeol and Yixing. Thank me later!” You hissed, jumping down from the van. You were about to put on as good a performance as you did at the Hotel launch, or better. You limped towards where Kyungsoo was stood with his estranged family, clutching on to your puffed out stomach. It didn’t take much for you to cry, just thinking of Chanyeol and Yixing set you off.

“Babe, you said you were getting some help.” You cried powerlessly, holding onto Kyungsoo’s arm with your free hand. “I don’t know how much more I can wait, I don’t know if the baby will survive. Kyungsoo do something.” You cried against his shoulder feigning physical and emotional agony. Kyungsoo stood there motionless and dazed for a second or two, but then pulled himself together when he realised you were trying to speed up the situation.

“Kyungsoo…wh-who is this?” His mother stuttered, looking you up and down in complete and utter shock.

“It’s my fiancée, we were in a car accident and the impact…the baby. Babu I didn’t know what to do, I panicked and came here first please help us.” Kyungsoo placed a hand over your stomach looking up helplessly at his older brother. His brother’s eyes widened with horror now looking down at the blood on your legs. He nodded quickly stepping aside from the door.

“Come inside quickly!”

“No.” You said more abruptly than intended. “I’d feel more comfortable in the van.” You began to limp over back to the van parked on the roadside.

“Quickly Babu! Please!” Kyungsoo called to his brother as he ran into the car behind you.

Seconds later Kyungsoo’s brother was in the van. Junmyeon locked all the doors and sped off back to the house. You removed the scrunched up jacket from under yours and threw it back to Sehun, taking your place next to Minseok again and helping to apply pressure to Yixing and Chanyeol’s bullet wounds.

“What the fuck is this?! What the fuck is going on?!” Kyungsoo’s brother shouted looking around the van frantically, realising you were simulating your pregnancy.

“Babu we need your help, please!” tears were falling from Kyungsoo’s eyes now, he was staring intensely at his brother.

“No Kyungsoo! What you need is God! What is going on here.” He looked around again. “Do Kyungsoo, what the fuck have you gotten yourself into.” His brother said losing his breath at the sight before him.

“I can’t tell you Babu. It’s better for everyone if you don’t know. But we need your help. We can’t take them to a hospital.” He pointed down at Chanyeol and Yixing. “But they’re dying so please Babu.”

“For Christ’s sake Kyungsoo, what have you done? What is go—Oh my God!” His eyes were wider now than they had been before, looking closer at the two injured men. “Is that?…”

“Mr Park’s son. Yes.” 

Kyungsoo’s brother gulped at the sight of his ex-colleagues son dying before him on the floor. “So please Babu you have to help, not for me but for Chanyeol. For Mr. Park.”

 


All of you were sitting patiently in the board waiting and waiting. Kyungsoo’s brother and Baekhyun had been at it for hours and you found in those hours, your tears didn’t cease to spill down your cheeks. You didn’t know what you were shaken at more; Jongin, or the fact that the other two may not make it. Junmyeon had told Jongdae about Jongin, but you didn’t say any more because you were in no frame of mind to speak. You were breathing heavily, your chest heaving up and down at an irregular pace, anger rising in your body. You were so mad that you hadn’t recognised you were grunting whilst breathing.

“Y/N. Calm down, you need to calm down.” Minseok put his arm on your shoulder, but you pushed it off immediately.

“Calm down? How can I calm down? Minseok I’m so angry, I’m so fucking angry. That stupid bastard Jongin!” You stood up pushing your chair backwards and running out of the board. You found yourself inside Jongin’s room, anger had consumed you whole. You were livid, absolutely fuming. You found yourself trashing his room, pulling his bed sheets off the bed, ripping clothes out of his wardrobe and kicking the wardrobe down. Crashing the desk onto the floor. You never knew it was possible to loathe someone as much as you did now, but it was hitting you like a tonne of bricks. You tugged at your hair letting out a spine chilling scream. This was too much for you, you couldn’t deal with this. It was too much. You began clawing at Jongin’s pillows, feathers flying about everywhere.
The sun was rising now, they had been operating for so long, there was no way they’d make it. You began clawing at Jongin’s walls, the stupid bastard. He had this all planned out, he buttered you up so you would never suspect it was him. The tips of your fingers were bleeding now, but you couldn’t stop yourself. Jongin had pushed you over the edge, you had turned into a mad woman.

“Y/N stop! Stop it!” You were being dragged back away from the wall by Minseok. “They’re done Y/N, they’re going to be okay.”

Suddenly you lost all sensation in your legs and fell to the floor, a wave of emotions taking over you, You were crying uncontrollably, they were going to be okay. They were going to live. You were gasping for air between your loud sobs. Minseok crouched down beside you, using his sleeve to wipe tears away from your eyes.
“I don’t know what’s gotten into me, being all caring lately. This is not good for my image.” He sighed. “But Y/N they’re going to be okay, so you need to relax now okay.” He pulled you into a hug and began rubbing your back. “Let’s go and see them okay. They won’t be awake, but it’s enough to know they’re alive, hmm?” You nodded your head allowing Minseok to drag you to the Op room in the basement.

“Thank you so much Babu” Kyungsoo breathed, his eyes were red. He walked up to his brother to embrace him in a hug, but he was met with a hard shove, falling backwards into Jongdae.

“Get the fuck away from me…” His brother breathed backing away from the everyone, closer to the metal door. “I don’t know who the fuck you all are, but this is sick. Somebody take me home, now.”
Kyungsoo looked so defeated; his eyes looked lifeless, even more so than on the day that Jongdae was injured.

“Babu, you can’t tell anyone about this.”

“Why the fuck not. This is an underground operation, you’re all scum you deserve to be rotting away in a cell. And here I was thinking it was just drugs. If only.” He scoffed disbelievingly at Kyungsoo. “You always were the worse child. The authorities deserve to know about this.”

“I hate to do this, but we know where you live. You, your mum. Rina.” Minseok raised an eyebrow. Here he was, the cold-hearted man you had first been introduced to, making a quick reappearance, and it was scary how quickly Minseok could change.

“Are you trying to threaten me?” Kyungsoo’s brother asked, frowning at Minseok.

“I don’t know. Would you like to take a chance and find out?” Minseok answered him rhetorically, putting him in his place. Kyungsoo’s brother silently shook his head, allowing himself to be escorted out of the room by Sehun. After you were sure he was away from earshot, Junmyeon finally began to release his pent-up anger.

“Jongin! That fucking bastard, after we took him in. We were a family! And he was working for them all along! He tried to fucking kill my boys, to get rid of them! Is he fucking crazy, I’ll fucking kill him with my own two hands!” Junmyeon shouted, his face red and consumed with rage, his body was shaking and his breathing was heavy. Baekhyun rubbed his back trying to calm him down but it wasn’t helping.

You frowned looking at Chanyeol and Yixing on the bed again, and only just really began to notice that Jongin had shot them in the thigh. You shook your head. “No…” You whispered.

“No what!?” Junmyeon screamed at you “Are you fucking defending that traitor you bitch!”

“No.” You shook your head again “Look.” You said pointing at Chanyeol’s and Yixing’s thighs.

“Yes I am fully fucking aware that he tried shooting them dead!” He stormed over to your direction, but Kyungsoo pulled him back.

“Are you crazy Y/N? Are you intentionally trying to piss him off?” Kyungsoo spat at you, trying to pull Junmyeon away to the opposite side of the room from you.

“No!” You squeezed your eyes shut tight, desperate for someone to just listen to you. “Look, he shot their thighs!”

“Yes we know that Y/N” Baekhyun said starting to get irritated himself. But then Minseok turned to you and nodded slowly.
“Oh.” He said pointing at their thighs “You’re right.”

“What!?” Baekhyun half-shouted “You’re confusing me, I don’t understand.”

“There’s something more to this. Don’t you see?” You continued, but only received blank stares from the other men. You sighed, rolling your eyes. “This is Jongin we’re talking about.” You walked up to Chanyeol placing your hand softly next to the gunshot wound on his thigh. “When we were on the way to pick up Kyungsoo’s brother I was wondering to myself why Jongin didn’t shoot me too. Why did he just leave me there when I was obviously going to come back and tell you guys everything that happened. But what bugs me the most is the fact that Jongin was out to kill them, but unfortunately for him he only managed to shoot their thighs, then it dawned on me suddenly.” You looked up to face Baekhyun.


“Jongin never misses.”

Disconnected

Prompt: The reader doesn’t really like Spencer but she’s best friends with Derek so she’s with him. Until Derek has a cruel plan.

Relationship: Spencer x Reader

Fandom: Criminal Minds 

Warning: Smut

As me, Derek and Spencer sat on the couch watching the newest baseball game with popcorn and beer.

“Did you know, 300,000 to 1 is the chances that a fan can be hit by a baseball and-“ Spencer goes to speak before I cut him off.

“Shut it Reid.” I snap, he’s interrupting the game.

“Why have I never heard you call him Spencer?” Derek asks confused.

“Because I call people I’m friends with by their names, acquaintances get their last name.” I say looking at the screen again. Derek whispers something to Spencer and he hands him his phone. Within a second Derek bursts up and runs out the door locking it. I shoot up and run towards the door. I see him at his window and I bang on the window as Spencer tries the door.

“Let us out Derek!!” I yell so he can hear me. That’s when a burner phone rings from a drawer. I pick it up and it’s Derek calling from my phone.

“You son of a bitch Derek let us out.” I say annoyed.

“You two are going to sit in this house until I get back and you’re gonna talk and become friends,” He obviously knows what I’m thinking because he replies again,“And the phone doesn’t have any credit so good luck ringing JJ or Garcia to help you.” He says smirking hanging up. He holds up both our phones by now Spencer’s stood behind me. Kinda close…. I put my middle finger up at Dereks and he smiles and walks away.

“So… whatcha wanna do?” Spencer asks sitting down.

“Let’s just finish the episode.” I say sitting on the opposite side of the couch. We go back to where we were and watch it all again, even our sex scene making Spencer go slightly red. I noticed by the end Spencer was closer than before but I shrug it off.

“I’m going to cook.” I say getting up and walking to the kitchen. Spencer just nods. I put music on and blast it while cooking some cookies.
*If you’ve seen the Bughead almost sex scene you know the song*

“So you’re baking cookies? Since when did you bake?” He says sitting on the chairs in front of me.

“Since forever, you don’t actually know that much about me.” I say laughing putting a tray in the oven.

“Can I?” He says eating some cookie dough out the bowl.

“Fire away.” I say still putting the cookies into the oven.

“Favourite Colour?”
“Blue.“ 
"Sport?" 
"Baseball and basketball”
“Baseball team?" 
"NYM”
“Favourite book series?" 
"Percy Jackson.”
“TV Show?" 
"Supernatural.”

This went on for about 10 minutes of rapid fire questioning.

“So why don’t you like me?” He asks as I’ve finished with all the cookies.

“You’re too sarky and you’ve never made an actual effort.” I say and I turn around and he’s stood infront of me.

“What type of effort do you want me to make?” He says standing even closer. I can feel his breath on my face and I’m not mad about it.

“It depends.” I say gulping with my back to the counter.

**** GET READY BOIS****

Spencer grabs me and put my on the counter keeping his hands on my back and he pulls me in to kiss me and I’m not gonna refuse he may be a dick but he’s hot as fuck okay. I slide closer towards him continuing to kiss him. It took like 0.2 seconds to feel what it was doing to him so I wrapped my legs around his back and pulled him even closer and a moan escaped his lips.

“Is this okay?” He says against my lips seeming nervous.

“Just kiss me Spencer.” I say and his eyes go wide at me calling him Spencer. He puts one hand on my neck and the other one near my ass as we continue to make out. I run my hand down his shirt and stop at the waistband of his pants putting my finger running exactly underneath the belt line and he shudders. Within an instant he pulls my shirt over my head and I follow and do the same to him. Against the kiss he moans as I put my finger back just under his trousers.

“Jump.” He mumbles against my lips. I just agree and he carries me over to a wall pushing my back against it hard and now the only thing keeping us apart is the clothes inbetween. He carries me up the stairs as we’re still making out. Once he manages to get the spare room door open he throws me onto the bed and he’s stood at the end shirtless.

This isn’t a sight I’d ever thought I’d see outside of work but I’m not gonna deny I’m into it right now. 
He unbuckles his belt and throws it across the room and he looks for confirmation before taking off his trousers so he’s left stood their in his boxers. He then climbs onto the bed and hovers over me before smashing his lips against mine once again. We begin to grind as his moaning gets heavier and deeper which is turning me on more and more. With his penis pushing against my leggings whenever we kiss I moan he and that clearly sends him into over drive because he rips my trousers off so we’re both in our underwear.

As he hovers over me he uses one hand to massage my boob over my bra. As the kiss gets heavier and we both get hornier I just mumble for him to take it off and he unclasps it and throws it leaving me in my pants. I use one finger and run my hand down his chest making him shudder once I reach his boxer line I put my hand inside and grab his penis doing the same motions that he’s doing to my boob making him groan my name which just made me instantly 10 times more wet.

He moves his hands to my pants and pulls away from the kiss. I nod and he takes my pants off too. I think we both get a bit heated because he instantly stands up runs to Dereks room and comes back with a condom. I try to calm my breathing but it’s no use in all honesty. As he stands at the end of the bed he takes his boxers off he tries to open the condom packet.

With a clever idea I slide to the end of the bed and put his dick in my mouth deepthroating it making him moan my name even louder which in turn gets me more wet. As I pull away he’s looking at me wide eyed. He puts the condom on and picks me up by my thighs and begins to lick my vagina in circles making me now moan his name and put my hands through his hair. He starts rubbing his tounge up and down all of my vagina and I can already feel an orgasm building up. He stops and quickly climbs up the bed to me level putting the tip of his penis on the whole of my vagina.

“Are you sure?” He asks. I put my mouth to his ear.

“Fuck me Spencer.” As he pushes him self inside of me I moan against his ear and it makes him shudder with excitement. Our bodies are tightly close together getting even more sweaty than before. I move my hips up every time he pushes himself into me and I can feel the orgasm rapidly build up.

“Spencer… I’m close.” I whisper with my hands in his hair. He puts his hands on my back and picks me up and slams me against the wall. Doing me hard and slow as he kisses my neck probably leaving a few marks.

“Not just yet baby.” He whispers in my ear continuing to fuck me very hard and slow. I shudder at the way he calls me baby and it makes him smirk. He throws me back on the bed going into the same position as before. This is when the orgasm build gets really intense.

“Okay im definitely gonna come now.” I say against his ear. As he continues to fuck me like he has been my whole body shudders as I moan his name as a wave of pleasure goes through me and I can feel myself tightening around his dick. This obviously gets him to finish because he moans deeply and lets out a giant breath. He kisses me one last time probably thinking it’s the last time and gets out of me laying next to me.

I get up and go to the toilet and when I get back Spencer’s sat their in his boxers while I’m still fully naked. I grab my bra and underwear and sit next to him.

“Spencer, I-” I start to say before I’m cut off.

“I really like you. And if you wouldn’t mind I’d like to kiss you a lot more. Not just like that, although that was great, but sweet kisses in public, sleepy kisses on the forehead when I go to work early. Small kisses shared when I think you look cute. Anyway what I’m saying is… i really like you Y/N.” He says still staring at his hands. I get on my knees in front of him and put my hand on his cheek. I put my lips to his and kiss him softly. I stand up and hold my hand out.

“Lets go downstairs, Spencer.” I say and he smiles. He nods and stands up putting on his trousers. I grab my shirt to see his literally ripped it. Seriously. I laugh show him and just use his shirt. I put on my leggings and we go downstairs.

As we sit down and eat the cookies that I thankfully put on a low temperature for 30 minutes. As we’re eating we intertwine our hands listening to the music. When Derek walks in.

“Hey guys how was bondin- WOAH WOAH WOAH I SAID BOND NOT BONDAGE Y/N WHY ARE IN SPENCERS SHIRT, SPENCER WHY ARE YOU SHIRTLESS ANYWAY. DID YOU FUCK ON MY BED!?” He shouts and me and Spencer just laughs as Derek runs out.

“YOU’RE PHONES ARE HERE YOU FUCKING ANIMALS IM OUT.” Derek says as the door slams.

“IHOP?” I ask hungry for pancakes.

“Oh god yes.” He says putting the rest of the cookies in a box.

“Lets go get you a shirt first babe.” I say laughing. His head shots up at me calling him babe. A big smile erupts on his face and he scratches the back of his neck.

Oh god he’s adorable.

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This was a very long imagine but I hope you like my first actual smut. Don’t forget to let me know how to improve and what’s bits you’d like me to change

Thanks for reading.

Thank you to @dontshootmespence for the confidence to post this

Last Dance

Reader x Kol Mikaelson

(NOT MY GIF)

*Requested

Word Count: 1402

In your mind, a birthday should always be an excuse to celebrate and forget your problems, at least for a little awhile. However, it was no time to party and cheer over superfluous things. Once you found out the truth about how very much real supernatural creatures were, nothing in your life remained the same. Hell, sometimes you were even afraid to leave your house. Of course, after you became close friends with a bunch of vampires, witches and werewolves, you felt a lot safer. Especially because your loving and caring boyfriend was no one less than Kol Mikaelson, who was part of the oldest vampire family recorded so far.

You let a goofy smile slip and reached for your phone, wanting to read his last text to you. In the nine months you had been dating, he did not spent one day without calling, texting or doing anything he could to assure you how much he loved you and could not live if you were not alongside him. Of course, since you were turning eighteen, he wanted to make you a surprise. And, even though you hated it, if it would make Kol feel good about himself, then the whole thing was bearable.

“Why aren’t you in the very pretty dress I sent you?” A voice asked, coming from behind you. “We should be leaving right now.”

“Kol?”

“Who else could it be?”

“Well…”

The younger Mikaelson shook his head, crossing arms and leant against the wall next to the window of your bedroom. You bit your lower lip, realising that was the sexiest thing you had ever seen. Again, it was pretty obvious the effect he had on you, which put you in a very complicated position, because all you wanted to do was rip his trousers off and get him in your bed. Over and over again.

“Babe… If you keep looking at me like that, we won’t be able to leave.”

“Who says I want to? Perhaps you could give me my birthday gift here.”

“Don’t tempt me.”

You started to unbutton the pink shirt you were wearing and flashed him a sexy smile, which made him giggle. He approached you and grasped your waist, making a soft moan escape and you get his body even more glued to yours. Kol’s lips brushed your own and his hands tightened the grip on your skin.

“Now, would you mind getting dress for us to go? I promise it’ll be an unforgettable night.”

You sighed.

“Do I have another choice?”

“No, miss Y/L/N.”

“Gosh, it’s so sexy when you call me like that.”

Kol laughed and slapped your ass, winking.

“So, Damon called you?” He questioned, while you got off your skirt.

“Yes, he did. Are you still jealous of him?”

“Me? Jealous? No. Definitely no.”

You walked out of the closet, already in the fine blue dress he gave to you.

“What do you think?”

“I think I am very jealous of you.” Kol said, stroking your cheek and pecking your lips. “Can we go now?”

“We can. Make it fast, though, otherwise I’ll rip this clothes out of you.”

“Take it easy, kitten, we have all night long.”

You giggled and both of you left to his promised surprise.

_____________________________________

In a couple of minutes you arrived at the beach, where a majestic boat, which you strongly believed Kol had stolen, was waiting. You were completely stunned by the scene you were staring at. Yes, your boyfriend used to give you incredibly expensive gifts, but that… It was a complete new thing for you. He grabbed your hand and helped you get on it.

“This is…”

“Shush, don’t say anything just yet…”

“I have to.” You embraced him in a clumsy hug. “I love you.”

“I do, too.”

Kol took you inside, where a table, filled with what just had to be great food, was placed. He pulled the chair in order for you to sit and then made his way to the other side, accommodating himself in front of you. A small sigh escaped, while you watched him give you his best smile and serve the wine. Almost like a grown up couple.

“What are you laughing at?”

You bit your lip, shaking your head.

“Nah, it’s nothing.” He raised a brow. “I mean it! I’m just enjoying the view.”

“Yeah, let’s pretend I believe that.”

The Original laughed and snatched your hand, his thumb gently caressing the back. Soon enough your whole body was wired and a silly smile show up on your face, which made you look away, a tiny bit embarrassed by the extension of the effect Kol had on you. It was rather funny how, a few months before you met him, you thought nobody could ever win your heart over. Being in love? It is for the weak. Then he came along and changed everything.

“A penny for your thoughts, love.” Kol whispered and, again, you smirked.

“I’m thinking about us.”

“Oh, I hope it’s our good memories.”

“Considering you have been nothing but a perfect gentleman to me, I don’t think I have any bad memories.”

“If you say so… I won’t disagree.” A smug appeared on his face and you could see the mischief in his eyes. “Let’s dance.”

“What?”

“Come on! I know you love it.”

Kol stood up, going straight to a small radio that was set in the room’s corner. Shortly, a soft ballad started to play and he offered his hand, a cocky smirk painted on his face. You giggled and took it, feeling him pull you towards his own body. While both of you swayed slowly, the younger Mikaelson hid his face on your neck and nuzzled it. The first reflex you had was to stuck your fingers in his hair and bring your forms together even more.

“Y/N, I need to tell you something.” His low voice said in your ear.

“What is it, darling?”

“Klaus knows.”

You pursed your lips, not quite understanding what your boyfriend was talking about.

“Huh?”

“About us. Running away.”

“How did he find out?”

“I have no idea.” Kol looked at you and his eyes had lost the happy gleam. “Just know, no matter what happens, that I’ll always love you.”

“You can’t possibly be doing this to me, Kol.”

“Do I think I want do it?” He licked his lips. “But Klaus won’t allow me to live my life freely.”

“Then let’s run away now. Without further warning.”

He chuckled, leaving your embrace and just sitting on the floor. You sighed, feeling the warm tears roll down your cheeks, and took place on his lap. Both of you exchanged an intense look, trying to find answers on each other’s eyes. It was useless, though. Nobody could go against Klaus, he would not accept it.

You grasped his shirt and pecked his lips, wanting to make that night last forever.

“I don’t think I’ll make it without you.”

“Love… Promise me you’ll be happy.”

“Without you?”

“I’ll come back to you.”

“Kol, I’m just human. I don’t think I’ll be alive when your brother decide to release you.”

“Become a vampire.”

Your eyes widened to his proposal.

“Right now?”

“Yes! Then Elijah will take care of you while I’m gone.”

“Do you really think it’s a good idea?”

“Only if you want to darling.”

“I want be with you, forever.”

Kol smiled and then bit his wrist, making thick blood come out of it. You did not think about it and swooped his arm, attaching your lips to where the red liquid was flowing and felt the metallic taste in your mouth. It was definitely not the wrong choice for you. Even though you were about to be brutally separated from the love of your life, you knew you would be alive to get him back and that made every bad choice worth it.

“I have to kill you now. Are you really sure you want to do this?”

“Like never before.”

“I love you.”

“So do I.”

He pushed your hair aside and sunk his sharp teeth into the delicate skin of your neck. You grasped his hair and, while you felt the life run away from your body, you knew you had made the right choice just by staring deep into his eyes, where you found nothing but a pure and great love. Your true happiness.

Outfit choosing

Once a month, Eren and Levi get to choose each others clothes for the day. The rule is that whatever the other chooses you must wear it.

Eren always chooses the silliest combinations such as a polka dot shirt paired with bright orange leggings and a pink cravat.

Levi usually makes eren look smarter and neater than usual by making him wear his clothes. Downside is that Levi’s clothes are too small for Eren so he waddles around like a penguin all day, scared to bend over in case the trousers rip.

Making a Fat Piggy

Charlie licked his lips as he scanned the computer screen. He scrolled through the many pictures of his friend, Tom Nevin. Charlie had a crush on Tom. He loved Tom’s slightly chubby belly. Charlie come across a picture of Tom where he was on the floor with his belly showing. This really turnt Charlie on. He just wanted to fatten Tom up and play with his belly. Charlie smirked. He knew exactly what he was going to do…

Tom was sat at his desk, trying real hard to ignore the fact that he had work to be done. He sighed and turnt to talk to his friends.
‘Im so bored’ moaned Tom.
'Same’ replied Jack, who was sat next to Tom. 'I dont understand anything on this sheet’
'You can say that again’ Groaned Charlie, who was sat behind the two. Suddenly, the bell rang. All the students started to pack up and leave.
'Make sure you finish the work at home. I will be checking next lesson’ said Mr Ford as the students started to leave the class. It was time. As Tom placed his backpack on, Charlie turnt to him.
'Hey Tom’ Charlie gulped 'Doing anything tonight?’
'No, probably going to play Fifa or something, why’ Replied Tom.
'Do you wanna come round mine?’ Asked Charlie.
'Sure, why not!’ Smiled Tom as he left with Charlie, unknowing of what is going to happen to him…

Charlie and Tom reached the house. Charlie opened the rusty gate and reached the door. He placed his key into the lock and pushed open the door.
'Cheers’ said Tom as he entered the house. He threw off his bag and Charlie shut the door.
'So, want something to eat?’ Asked Charlie, trying to hide his smirk.
'Yeah, go on’ Charlie gestured Tom into the living room.
'Just sit on the sofa while i go see what we got’ Said Charlie as Tom sat down.
'You sure your Mum and Dad wont mind?’ Asked Tom as Charlie stumbled into the kitchen.
'Nah. They dont care.’ Charlie smirked as he started to fill a wheelbarrow with cakes, pizza, cookies and other fatty foods. Tom glanced round the living room. He pulled out his phone to see a text from his girlfriend Becca:
-'Hey Babe. You up for meeting tonite? Xxx’-
Tom replied:
-'Sorry babe. At Charlies house. Text yah when im home. XX’-
Tom locked his phone when he saw Charlie enter with a wheelbarrow full of food.
'Isnt that going overboard Charlie’ Asked Tom, dazed by the sight.
'Nah. You’re going to eat it all though’ Smired Charlie as he stuffed a cupcake into Tom’s mouth. Tom tried hard to resist swallowing the food. He whacked Charlies hand which allowed Tom to spit out the food.
'What the fuck Charlie!’ Screeched Tom as he tried to sit up. Charlie quickly pounced on Tom, pinning him down onto the sofa by sitting on his legs.
'Oh calm down’ said Charlie as he started to unbutton Tom’s shirt. Tom tried to push Charlie off, but failed.
'What the actual fuck!’ Screamed Tom as Charlie ripped the shirt from Tom’s body to reveal a small plushy belly. Charlie squished the roll of fat.
'Oh im going to make you so fat!’ Laughed Charlie as he squished the small squishy belly.
'Charlie!? What the hell is wrong with you!’ Cried Tom as Charlie continued to run his hand across his tummy. Charlie shoved a cupcake into Tom’s mouth with a larger force than last time. Tom tried to hold back from swallowing the food, but failed. As soon as the cupcake was swallowed, another was shoved into Tom’s mouth. Tom moaned as he continued to try and free from Charlies tight grip, but it was too hard. Charlie smiled as he continued to fill up Tom’s mouth with food.

TWO HOURS LATER

Tom groaned as Charlie squsihed Tom’s belly.
'Look at it! It’s getting bigger!’ Smirked Charlie as he poked Tom’s flabby belly. His belly was now bigger. It took on the size of a small soccer ball. It was flabby and started to hang over Tom’s tight trousers. Tom now started to grow moobs, which took the shape of small mounds. He also started to get large love handles. Charlie got off Tom’s lap and made Tom stand on all fours on the floor. Charlie placed a large chocolate cake infront of Tom. Charlie sat on Tom’s back.
'Eat all of it’ Said Charlie as he spanked Tom’s round butt. Tom groaned nd took a large bite out of the cake. The chocolate icing smudged around Tom’s face as the moist texture of the cake melted inside his mouth. Charlie rubbed Tom’s bubble butt which strained against the tight trousers. Suddenly the Trousers ripped down his backside. Tom groaned at the feeling, which caused cake crumbs to fall out his mouth.
'Oh my…’ Blushed Charlie. 'My piggies gone and ripped his trousers! You are getting so big piggy!’ Charlie spanked Tom’s bum, which caused a ripple across his body.
“Im getting so fat” thought Tom as he continued to demolish the cake “Why is Charlie doing this to me?”
After another ten minutes of Tom eating, the cake was completely consumed. Tom spluttered as he started to breathe heavilly.
'Well done my giant piggy!’ Smiled Charlie as he got off Tom’s back. 'Hope you up for more’ Charlie place another four large chocolate cakes infront of Tom.
'No. Please’ Spluttered Tom as he started to pant heavilly.
Charlie sat back on Tom’s back 'Eat them now piggy’
'Too. Full’ Groaned the bloated piggy.
'Eat them now or im going to call over your entire family to see what a fat pig you’ve become’ Charlie smirked. Tom sighed as he took a bite out of the first cake.
'Good piggy!’ Laughed Charlie as he ran his finger down the rip of Tom’s trousers.

-HALF HOUR LATER-

'Wow!’ Squealed Charlie as Tom’s trousers completely ripped from Tom’s body. Tom groaned as the trousers ripped from his body, leaving only his underwear as the last piece of clothing on his body. Tom turnt to see his large butt was on show which had a pair of boxers so tight on his body. They were so tight, his fat cheeks started to flow over them, looking like his ass was eating them.
'Damn piggy!’ Charlie blushed as he squished Tom’s butt 'They flew off! Looks like you’re boxers have become a thong! They look so tight on you Piggy!’ Charlie smacked Tom’s right butt cheek which caused Tom to moan. 'Continue eating your cakes piggy! Only one and a half left!’ Tom moaned as he continued to fill his mouth with cake.

-TWENTY MINUTES LATER-

Tom took the last bite of the cake in front of him. Crumbs fell from his mouth as he chewed the last bite.
'Well done piggy!’ Exclaimed Charlie as he sat on Tom’s back. 'I knew you could eat all them cakes!’ Charlie got off Tom’s back. 'Sit up piggy!’ Tom struggled, but managed to sit upright, leaning his back against the sofa. Tom’s belly hung over his underwear and his thighs. Hhe had a few rolls on his belly which rolled like a rolling pin. Tom’s moobs now took the appearance of a girls pair of boobs. His thighs nearly tripled in size, they were now soft and squished on the floor. Tom also had a number of chins which hung under his original.
'Look at you know piggy! You’ve gotten so fat!’ Charlie grabbed Tom’s love handles and shook, causing Tom’s whole belly to bounce. Tom moaned as Charlie continued to bounce. Then there was a knock at the door.
'Be back in a sec my piggy’ smiled Charlie as he stood up and left the room.

Two minutes later, Charlie returned with eight pizza’s, eight portions of fries and tons of burgers.
'You ready for more my piggy?’ Chuckled Charlie as he placed the food on the floor.
'No. Please’ Tom tried to get up, but struggled.
'No point trying to escape my piggy!’ Said Charlie as he sat infront of Tom. 'You are going to eat and thats it’
'Too. Fat’ Moaned Tom as he placed a hand on his tummy. 'Im so. Big’
'Thats it, touch you’re body. Look and feel how fat you’ve got. Look how big you’re belly is. Look at the way it sags down over your underwear. Look how big  you’re tits are, they are bigger than your girlfriends!’ Charlie moaned 'You are getting so fat! But not fat enough!’ Charlie picked up a slice of pizza and shoved it into Tom’s mouth. Tom moaned as the cheese flavour spread across his mouth.
“Im so fat” Thought Tom as Charlie placed another slice into his mouth. 'Ive gotten. So big. I cant even. Move. Im too. Big.“ Charlie continued to stuff food into Tom’s mouth. Tom was now helpless. He was too fat to move, being stuffed non stop and was being sat on the lap by his 'friend’. Tom moaned as Charlie smiled.

-TWO HOURS LATER-

'Last burger piggy!’ smirked Charlie as he placed the last burger into Tom’s mouth. Tom moaned as he chewed and swallowed the meaty burger.
'Well done piggy! You ate everything!’ Smiled Charlie. Tom groaned. Tom was huge. Tom’s belly now pushed his legs apart and was touching the floor. His moobs were now the size of a large breasted woman. His moobs sat ontop of his flabby belly. His thighs were thick and huge and were squished against the floor. Huge love handles formed on Tom’s hips, followed by rolls up the side of his body.
'Damn Piggy. You are so big!’ Charlie grabbed Tom’s belly.
'Ooh’ moaned Tom 'Stop. Please.’
'Look at you! You’ve gotten so fat!’ Charlie moaned. Suddenly Charlie lunged ontop of Tom and kissed him. Tom pulled back and their lips disconnected.
'Whats wrong piggy? Dont want to be my piggy?’ Charlie leaned in to Tom’s face 'Kiss me back now, or else’
Tom sighed and leaned in towards Charlie. Their lips both connected as they kissed. Charlie’s tongue broke into Tom’s mouth and danced around. Tom moaned as he did the same with his tongue.
"Why is he doing this” Thought Tom “And why am i kissing him back?” They continued to kiss as Charlies hand squished and played with Tom’s fat, moving around his fat body. Charlie pulled away from the kiss and smirked. His cheeks were red and he was sweating 'Ive been wanting this for years Tom’ Tears started to fall slowly from Tom’s eyes. He is now Charlie’s piggy.