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Imagine you've found work in the country

You never thought that desperation would lead you to such a situation.

With a new era of peace welcoming the kingdom, there was no longer high demand for a blacksmith in the city. Your father, who had been employed by even the royal family, had lost his job. Your family had lived a comfortable life in one of the richer districts. Now, you had been forced to sell nearly everything in an effort to make ends meet. Your father took whatever odd jobs he could find. Your mother became a servant at the castle. Your siblings, older and more talented, found jobs easily. You couldn’t bring yourself to enjoy the merits of their hard work. You were young, but you were sure that you could be hired somewhere. You couldn’t lift much, given your easy life, but there was bound to be an opportunity lurking just around the corner.

That opportunity, you quickly learned, was in a brothel. After moving to the slums, there was one at the end of your street. You passed by it every day and night as you searched for jobs. The workers, both men and women, were clad in revealing clothes. Through the windows, you could see that those layers were quickly shed. You knew that they made good money, especially since you had seen some of the richest men coming and going, sometimes even bringing gifts. If a wealthy individual liked someone well enough, they could simply buy them for indefinite use. They would be showered in jewels and gold, but they would never be truly free. The consequences were too great. You worried what your family would think.

You eventually came across an advertisement for a position on a farm. The owner was looking for more help. The contract would last one year, give or take circumstances. The pay was better than any other job you could have taken, given your small list of skills. You would finally be able to help your family. The owner would give you a room in the homestead, so your family wouldn’t have to spend money to feed you. You would send them money every moon or so to help them cover rent.

“Hey,” A voice rumbled behind you, “When’s breakfast? I’m starving.”

You pulled yourself from your thoughts, glancing to the window. The sun hadn’t risen yet. Meals were always at dawn, noon, and dusk. The night was dangerous outside of city walls, so field work was only done during the daylight hours. When you first arrived at the homestead five days prior, you had been assigned as the cook. You did your job well enough, save for a few small mishaps. The work wasn’t very challenging. The hard part was dealing with the field workers. They were all more beasts than men. Even the smallest towered above you, strong enough to lift you with one hand. In the mornings, they smelled of booze. At night, of sweat and dirt. But that wasn’t the issue.

You didn’t turn to look at him, instead focusing on the eggs you were making. If you burnt them, you wouldn’t hear the end of it, “It won’t be for another hour, at the very least. You should get some more sleep. There’s still ale left in the-“

The floorboards creaked, the man moving closer. Your grip tightened on the frying pan as you watched his right hand reach around and grab your breast. He squeezed, then slipped his hand between your apron and your dress. His fingertips found your nipple, pinching. Your breath hitched. You swallowed the desire the hit him in the face with the hot pan, instead moving the scrambled eggs away from the stove. His other hand found purchase beneath your skirt, tugging your smallclothes to the side so he could thrust a finger inside of you.

You tried to push him away, but his grip was too tight. He was used to chopping firewood and steering cattle. Manhandling you was easy for him.

Besides, even if you did manage to land a hit on him, you would be the one punished. You had learned that lesson on your first day. After signing your contract, preparing dinner, then heading to bed, one of the men had gone into your room. You fought back, hitting him across the face with a broom. When you went to the owner to report the worker, he berated you for harming one of his workers. He was only in it for the money. If one of the field workers was injured, they wouldn’t be able to work as well. He told you that, also you were primarily the cook, you were also considered a morale booster. Apparently, the homestead made more money when the men had something to sink their cocks into. From what you heard in your few days there, you were beginning to suspect that the owner also partook in a morale boost from time to time.

The man pulled you away from the stove. You wrenched away from him, glaring. For a brief moment, you saw the scar that the broom had left beneath his eye. He had told you afterwards, a hand in your hair as he pushed you into the mattress, that he liked your fire. He kept talking, even as he gripped your waist and fucked you harder. He had been working at the homestead for years, but they had only recently started employing women.

The first, Jenn, quickly became a favourite of the owner and got pregnant. Still, you had seen her with the workers. She had been serving drinks as you cleaned dishes when one of them pulled her into his lap. Her dress was tight over her swollen belly as he tugged her back to meet each of his thrusts. She made no effort in being quiet, though she asked him to be gentler for the baby’s sake. Her contract was technically up a month before her pregnancy was discovered, but the owner kept her on the grounds that she couldn’t work as well in her current condition. The very thought made you shudder. With the way things were going, you wouldn’t be surprised if she ended up pregnant again shortly after giving birth.

The second and third, Trish and Corina, were a bit younger than you and rather mousy. They were intimidated by the men, which made them easy targets. Trish, who was slender, was being to show. Her dress rounded out just a bit when she stood up straight. The men had laughed about it, one of them saying that it was obvious when her dress was off. Corina, who was curvier and had a bit of pudge on her stomach, hadn’t shown any signs. Still, you figured that it was only a matter of time.

You, on the other hand, had only been working there for five days. You had bled just before leaving for the homestead, so you had a little while to think of a way to escape. At the very least, you could devise a plan that would keep you from becoming a permanent employee. You had quickly discovered that most of the workers preferred a certain girl, though they would often take advantage of any opportunity if in the mood. The one currently trying to undress you, however, only had eyes for you. After you fought back against him, it seemed that he reveled in the idea of forcing you to submit.

He bent you over the counter, his stiff cock pressing against you. Only his trousers and your skirt were in the way, but he would remedy that easily. A large hand pinned you onto the countertop. Even as you squirmed and tried to kick him, he merely laughed as he pulled your smallclothes to your knees. He lifted your skirt, the cold air causing you to hiss. Fingers stroked and prodded, rubbing your walls. You reached back, trying to claw at him. The sound of rustling clothes made you tense, only for him to brush against your entrance. You didn’t have the chance to retaliate. He buried himself to the hilt. You couldn’t help but cry out, unbearably full. When he shifted, you could feel the tip move over your cervix. It made you shudder, blinking back hot tears. It was painful, but exactly what he wanted.

He withdrew, setting up a lazy pace. There was still time before the others would wake and come downstairs. He could take as long as he wanted. Even if they found you both in the kitchen, no one would do anything about it. If anything, one of the workers would probably insist that he was next in line.

The hand on your back lifted, instead tangling in your hair. A swift pull made your back arch. You straightened, ready to slap him, but his other arm kept your elbows at your sides. You had no way to fight against him. Your jaw tightened. You swore that you could feel your stomach distended by his cock, a small bump moving upwards and outwards each time he filled you.

“Come here,” He grabbed your face, his fingers prying your jaw open. He forced you to look at him, his smirk only widening as you glared. His cock twitched, your breath caught in your chest, “Give me a kiss,” His mouth covered yours, leaving no room for refusal. His grip kept you from biting him, your teeth digging into your own skin as his tongue entered your mouth. He still tasted of booze.

He withdrew slowly, a string of saliva connecting your lips to his. You pulled your head away in disgust, wanting to clean your mouth out with soap as soon as he let you go. His pace had quickened, each thrust deep and rough. You winced, hoping that he was close. The sooner he was done, the sooner you would be able to clean up and forget it ever happened.

His arm left your sides, only to hook around your neck. Your nails dug into his skin, trying to pry him off. He wasn’t choking you, but just a little more pressure would close your airway. His other hand slipped up your dress, toying with your breasts. You choked back every whimper. Hearing you cry out only spurred him on. He would only taunt you, wondering aloud if your body wanted this, wanted to be taken and filled and bearing his child.

His touch wandered lower, settling just below your navel. With every movement of his hips, a small portion of your stomach shifted against his hand. You forced yourself to stay quiet as the end of his thrusts became rough. He was doing it on purpose, trying to get a reaction out of you.

His mouth moved to your ear, “I can’t wait to see you stuffed full with my brat in your belly. You’ll be trying to do your job like a good little cook but they’ll be kicking up a storm. A big, strong troublemaker, just like their daddy. I’ll fuck you through your labor pains and get to see the look on your pretty face when you realize that you can’t fight what’s happening, you can’t stop yourself from having my kid. The boss will be livid. You’ll owe him another year of work for giving him another mouth to feed. I just have to keep you full until my last two years are up. Then I can take you with me and make you my darling little housewife. It sounds like the perfect retirement, doesn’t it?”

“I’d rather die,” You growled. He pulled you in for another sloppy kiss, his grip and pace unforgiving. You’d undoubtedly have bruises within the day and a bit of a stumble in your gait. You pulled away from him, breathing ragged. His fingers slipped between your legs, rubbing in quick, harsh circles. Your knees quivered, then buckled. A yelp of pain escaped you as he hit your cervix, tears forming in the corners of your eyes. You turned just enough to put a hand to his chest, trying to push him away. You couldn’t let him finish inside of you. You weren’t going to have his children.

But a sudden pinch to the sweet spot between your legs sent sparks up your spine. Your entire body tensed, more out of pain than forced pleasure. You tightened around him like a vice. He twitched inside of you, barely able to withdraw an inch before filling you again. He grinded against you, each movement causing you to shudder. It was overstimulation on your part. You were dizzy, even as he returned to tracing small circles.

He stilled, panting and sheathed within you. A familiar warmth pooled. Your grip loosened on his arm, exhausted. You could feel some of his seed dripping down your thighs. You would have to bathe when you had the chance. He let you go. You leaned against the counter, trying not to fall. He removed himself, adjusting his trousers. You refused to look at him, silently hoping that he would leave.

He smacked your rear, “I’m going back to bed. See you at breakfast.”

You looked to the pan of eggs you had been making before he had intervened, seeing that they were cold. You would have to start from scratch.


Author’s Note: Hello! Keira Metz here! It’s been a while since I’ve posted anything, so I decided to start a new tale. Depending on the response from all of you lovely readers, I’ll continue this. Otherwise, I can whip up something new. Also, there may or may not have been some foreshadowing in this one, ehehe~

No Longer The Sharpshooter

“-ance!  Lance, you gotta open your eyes, dude!”  Lance let out a low groan and his heavy eyes began to inch open for him to see Hunk’s worried face hovering over his own.  Lance could see Shiro and Keith behind his best friend and slowly pushed himself up so he could get a better look around the dank cell.  He’d definitely classify this as a cell.

Shiro was clutching his shoulder with his robotic arm, blood seeping out between his metal fingers.  Keith looked all scratched up with small cuts littering his body, one especially deep on left cheek that seemed to still be leaking drops of blood.  Lance looked even closer at Hunk as well to notice that he was pretty badly roughed up as well and was definitely favoring his right ankle.

“What’d I miss?  Damn, I hope no cute aliens passed by while I was out,” Lance quipped, attempting to make the atmosphere a little lighter.  Shiro sighed and gave a lopsided smile, appreciating Lance’s attempt to lighten the situation.

“We’re in Zarkon’s torturing chamber, one of them at least, now really isn’t the time to be joking around, dude.”  Hunk rested his back up against the wall and sighed while rubbing a muscle out in his neck.  “We only woke up a few minutes ago though, we’re just basing that off of Shiro’s uh,” Hunk shot an apologetic glance at Shiro, “experiences.”

Lance sat up and a pained yelp slipped out from his lips, it felt like his back had been set on fire.  “I-I think my back might be hurt,” The Cuban gritted out through his teeth.  Lance wiped at the crusty feeling under his nose to have his hand come back tinted a dark red.  Keith shuffled around to get behind Lance, grimacing at the sight.

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When Chasing Love (NSFW 18+)

A/N: Hiii, this is like my first ever Stuart fic. I’ve technically done one with the Hoes a while back but this is my first individual one. The title of this was based off a poem by Michael Faudet that is the bases for this fic. I want to thank @writing-obrien as usual for being my biggest motivator and helper, but I’m also going to thank her for any future help she will undoubtly lend me. This is really different than I’ve written before, but it was the best way I could think to give a good perspective from all sides instead of one. I also wanted to try this style of writing out, because I do plan on writing a Styida fic at some point. I hope you guys like this and thank you all for being wonderfully beautiful people.

Warning: Public Fingering and Alcohol Abuse (Because again, they’re drunk.)

Word Count: 3847

Originally posted by prettiestcaptain

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BTS Reaction to their girlfriend having a panic attack

Request: could you do bts reaction to you having anxiety and panick attacks 

 A/N: I really tried my best to make it good and cute, I hope you like it. Thank you for your request and please forgive me for my grammar because well damn im a hot Spanish mami

SEOKJIN / JIN 

Jin would look at you with widen eyes and wrap his arms around you placing you on top of him. He would keep his eyes on you and run his hand through your hair while shushing you “Jagi it’s okay, im here, nothing will happen to you, just breathe please" 

Originally posted by jiminahhh

 YOONGI / SUGA 

 You would have a panic attack after waking up from a nightmare, yoongi, who was sleeping next to you, would sit up and look at you worried, at the beginning he thought you just wanted to annoy him but when he realized you were having a hard time breathing he would take your hand into his and place it on his chest "deep breaths baby, im here, just breath with me” after a few minutes he would wrap his arms around you and stroke your hair as he watched you fall asleep. 

Originally posted by talk-me-down-troye

HOSEOK / JHOPE

Hoseok wouldn’t know how to act, he would get super nervous and wrap his arms around you trying to protect you, once he realized he wasn’t helping because he was suffocating you, he would pull away to place his hands on yours and intertwine your fingers. he would look at you with teary eyes “please calm down, breathe jagi, i promise everything will be okay" 

Originally posted by wonhobe

 NAMJOON / RAP MONSTER 

 You would be in the new restaurant with Namjoon when a bunch of people started to enter the new place, upon seeing all the people, you started panicking, you felt your chest squeeze and your throat close, namjoon would walk you out and rub your back until you started breathing normally. Once everything was back to normal, he would grab your hand and walk back home holding you tighter than ever 

Originally posted by chimneytaels

 JIMIN

Jimin would walk home to see you hiding behind the couch crying. he would move the couch to make room for him to sit next to you with his back rested on the wall. He would rub your back softly and whisper sweet encouragement words while he watched your breathing go back to normal. Once the panic attack was over, he would place you on his lap and discuss different options for the new date he planned 

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

 TAEHYUNG / V 

 Taehyung would go to your school to pick you up and you would start crying as soon as you got into his car, he would look at you frowning until he realized what was going on, he would squeeze and rub your thigh reassuringly before pulling away to look at you with a serious face "i will be right back, I have to talk with some jerk teacher who is stressing my baby cakes” he would get out of the car ignoring your complaints. After a few seconds he would open your door with the biggest grin on his face and lower himself to your level “well at least that made you smile” you would wrap your arms around him almost throwing yourself on his lap, he would laugh hugging you tight while whispering how much he loved you. 

Originally posted by bwipsul

 JUNGKOOK 

 Jungkook wouldn’t know what to do, he would get nervous and look around trying to find help, once he realized what he was doing was stupid, he would get close to you and cup your cheeks, looking straight into your eyes and exaggerating his breath so you could pick up the pace. When the panic attack was over, he would pout nuzzling your neck and wrap his arms around you saying “don’t ever do that again, i thought i was going lose you”

Originally posted by sugutie

i had the weirdest dream so obviously i had to write a fic about it

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They met at the park. It could have been a meet-cute, except Derek doesn’t do cute so it ended up just being weird.

Derek was taking Nora for a walk like he always does when she decided it would be a good idea to chase a squirrel and practically dragged him around, only stopping when another dog got in her way – probably chasing the squirrel too – and they started growling at each other.

“Hey, man. Control your dog, I’m not ready to be a grandpa!”

“My dog is a female.” Derek said, tried not to stare at the other guy’s hands as he struggled to hold his dog back.

“Well,” the other guy said, “how can you know under all – that.” He gestured towards Nora.

“She’s an Alaskan malamute.” Derek took a step back, dragging Nora away from asshole-guy and his dalmatian. “Much better than a dog that you don’t know if it’s white or black.”

The other guy stopped, looked between Derek and his dog. “How dare you.” He narrowed his eyes. “Leia is beautiful.

“Leia?” Derek asked, smirking. “What happened to creativity these days?”

“I’ll show you creativity.” The guy growled, much like Nora was doing, then took Derek’s hand, dragged him towards a bench and started to list all the reasons he named his dog after Princess Leia.

Nora and Leia ended up getting along fabulously, and as fate would have it, so did their owners.


“Unfair.” Stiles mumbles, watching as Derek heads to the bathroom. “I’m supposed to be going to work. Stop teasing me.”

Derek smirks over his shoulder. “Are you sure? I was going to ask you to join me in the shower.”

Gah.” Stiles says as his dick responds to Derek’s smile. “I hate you.”

Derek laughs. “I know.” He walks into the shower, moans purposefully loud when the hot water hits his body. Stiles yells at him to shut up and seconds later he’s joining Derek under the spray.

“You’re gonna kill me.” He leans in for a kiss, nips at Derek’s bottom lip as he runs his hands over Derek’s wet chest. “Fuck,” he moans when Derek presses him against the wall, rubs their dicks together, “you’re awful.”

Derek bites softly at Stiles’ pulse point, enjoys the moan it elicits from him. He’s always talking, moaning, yelling, seriously, Derek is the one who’s going to die here.

It’s been two months and they aren’t even close to getting tired from each other. It’s still hot, fun and - even more - exciting. Sometimes, in between fixing a car or two, Derek checks his phone, sends messages to Stiles, some of them explicit others just telling him about his day, the awful clients that destroy their cars and ask Derek to perform miracles. Other times, it’s Stiles that calls him, rambles about his dad and Leia, about his friends and what he ate that morning.

They haven’t talked about what they are – if they are something – but Stiles doesn’t seem in a hurry, so Derek isn’t going to force him, as much as he wants to.

Really, Derek’s got it so bad even his boss noticed and he’s seventy.

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Hypnotic| Jungkook

Jungkook is eager for one last fuck and you feel obligated to give him that

Originally posted by nnochu

Warning: Usage of weed, cussing, smut, Daddy Kink!, Fuck Boy!

Genre: Smut

Word count: 6.5K

A/N: Get Yourself some holy water.


Mistakes. The world is filled with them. Mistakes were the skum of the earth riddled in its core only to erupt taking as many lives as it could with it. Not killing them of course, just damaging them permanently. Males had this effect, not all males but specific types. The types that only saw women as a garbage bin to dump there goods into not thinking twice about it.

As years passed by this topic began to trend within boys later being called the infamous fuck boy. The world was crawling with them. People would often blink an eye not minding there existence while others were very much drooling over there existence. High school was drowning with them. Wanting nothing but a quick fuck. Jungkook was one of the ever so famous ones walking around school, eyeing women as recycling bins.  

Jungkook often referred to himself as the innovator the one who ruled the female species. He was the original while all the others were impostors. He had every girl wrapped around his finger. It was disgusting, but if i said this i would just be a Hippocratic. Sadly i was one of the many girls wrapped around his finger. I wasn’t caught up in his looks or the way he swooned me but i was caught up in the sex. Yes as much as i hated to admit it Jungkook pleasured me in a way that was indescribably. This still didn’t change my perspective on him and his idiotic ways. I didn’t even plan for this night to happen throwing me for a curve ball. We were at a trashy high school party filled with sweaty bodies and overly hormonal teenagers.

Of course with the obvious alcohol lurking through everyone’s systems everything became even more tempting. So naturally sleeping with Jungkook didn’t seem like the worst alternative in the world.

“Hey, princess decided the where something tight tonight all for me?“

I visibly rolled my eyes at his drunkenly common behavior. Funny how he always acted like this but the alcohol just intensified things making it further more interesting. Why had i just noticed how attractive it was till now but i wasn’t gonna cave in just yet. Jungkook placed his arms around my waist bringing me closer as he began talking to me in a drunken slur.

"Its okay baby you don’t have to admit it. Ill always know that i’m the only one that can make you dripping wet.”

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Party Games - Stiles Stilinski (Part Two) [Smut]

Author: @writing-obrien 

Character(S): Stiles Stilinski/Reader, Theo Raeken/Malia Tate

Word Count: 4674

Notes: Public fingering, public sex, Oral (both recieving), Bondage, Alcohol Abuse, Body Shots, food play, ice play, Daddy/Baby girl kink, spanking, hair pulling, slight public nudity, biting, marking. Thank you to @stilinski-jpeg for proofreading for me! 


Originally posted by adoring-fictional-characters


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Spank Me

Summary: When investigating a apartment Dean, Sam, and Y/N discover a paddle. Y/N gets nervous seeing it and the brothers soon discover she likes to be spanked. 

Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Reader

Pairing: Sam Winchester x Reader

Rated M

Warnings: NSFW, spanking, dirty talk, public sex, smut, 

Word Count: 2,202

A/N: Thank you @attractiverandomness for beta reading girl! This one was hot to write I very much enjoyed it, and I hope you do as well. 

Originally posted by lauraboline



“You said all the windows and doors were locked?” You questioned the elderly landlord standing in front of you. “There were no signs of forced entry and nothing was stolen?”

“No, it’s just like I told the officers Agent Rowling, there was nothing in here but the dead girl.” She looked around the empty apartment apprehensively, before her eyes were drawn to the blood stained wood. “All I know is the neighbors were complaining about the smell. That’s when we found her; the poor thing.” She shook her head back and forth, holding her fist in front of her mouth and nose. “I hope you three find the sick bastard who did this.” She nodded, clearly affected by the trauma.

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Limitless

Word count: 4009
Genre: Smut
Warnings: Daddy kink, rough sex and domination, orgasm denial, minor bondage, water play, spanking.
Summary: You tested Jaebum’s limits, now he is testing yours.

You decided to play a little game with Jaebum today, no particular reason for it, just pure curiosity of how much of your shit he could take. You’ve wanted to try pushing his limits for a while now, and today, you saw your chance. Jaebum has always been a dominant in bed, he absolutely adorned making you take orders from him, making you beg, making you desperate and needy and he loved seeing you give him absolutely anything he wanted, he thrived on it. So today, you were testing the waters, playing him for a reaction, playing on his self control. You knew he would probably kill you, but… why not try?

You and Jaebum had decided to go shopping today, just the two of you, you thought it would be the perfect opportunity to set you plan in motion, so when you started to get ready, you purposely put on a top that showed cleavage, along with a short black skirt and white sneakers, an outfit you knew he would love, but usually only for his eyes. You walked out of your shared room to see Jaebum standing at the doorway already waiting for you.

“Ok babe, I’m ready to go” you say, walking up to him. His eyes fell to you cleavage but turned away just as fast as you passed him without another word. You already felt his eyes on you as you walked through the door, smirking to yourself cos you knew that what he loved most about these clothes was taking them off.

You turn around to see Jaebum still standing in the doorway. “What are you waiting for babe?” you ask him, as innocently as possible.

“Nothing, lets go” he shook his head and started walking to you, as you two walked outside to you car. You slid into the passengers seat as Jaebum started to drive. You stared at the open road as you innocently but then again not so innocently placed a hand of Jaebum’s thigh. He took a glance down at your hand but thought nothing of it as he kept his concentration on the road, that was at least until you started moving you hand very slowly higher. You felt Jaebum’s thigh tense under your touch but you kept staring out the window, as though nothing was happening. This was another story for Jaebum though, his mind kept concentrating on you hand that was now just below his crotch, and it didn’t move anymore, but he wanted it to. He gave a small glance over to you staring out your window as he wondered if you knew what you were doing to him, which you did, and you smirked to yourself slightly as you felt his glance once again on you. What you didn’t realise was Jaebum caught that tiny little smirk, he knew you did it on purpose but was hoping for your sake you would not continue.

You two had walked into the shopping center, had grabbed a bite to eat and started shopping in all of your favourite clothing stores, you were already carrying bags of clothes before you reached your favourite lingerie store, with the perfect idea in mind you excitedly jumped in front of Jaebum’s face. You have already been teasing Jaebum through out all the stores, whether it was undressing slowly in changing rooms, emphasing the wiggle of you ass when taking clothes on and off, moving breast or ass first across him in tight or small spaces, or licking you icecream extra slowly when he was watching you, it was very clear how frustrated he was getting with you, evident with his little sighs and his attempts not to look at you, which made you wonder how he would react in the lingerie shop.

“Oh!!! Jaebum please!” you hopped up and down. Jaebum sighed at you, a bra and lingerie shop understandably not being his favourite. So you motivated him.

“Just think how exciting it would be to rip off all the new lingerie with your teeth” you taunted, whispering seductively in his ear. A shiver went down his back and your words when straight to his crotch, but you ran off to the store before he could say anything, your words creating many thoughts in his head. He sighed in frustration, shaking his head of any thoughts and following you into the store. By the time he had got into the store, he saw that you had already picked out a bunch of sets in his favourite colours, and you were already walking to the dressings rooms, which, being such a fancy lingerie shop, each dressing room was private, pretty much like separate rooms. You started trying a few of them on, not teasing Jaebum yet as you left the best for last.

“Are you almost done y/n?” Jaebum asked

“Just one left!” you put on the last set on lingerie, which consisted of a red lace bra with matching panties, complimented by a small black bow at the front of the underwear and the middle of the bra, you saved this one for last at it was Jaebum’s favourite colour and you knew it would be difficult to resist.

“I think I’m going to get this one!” you open the curtain in the small private room and walk out, Jaebum’s eyes widening instantly.

“Well? How do you like it?”

“I–uh-I– um, It looks amazing on you princess” he stuttered, his eyes not daring to leave you.

“Awesome! I’m getting it!” you hopped excitingly, you boobs shaking with you and Jaebum getting more and more frustrated. Leaving the curtain open, you turned around to grab the coat hanger, Jaebum’s eyes diverting to your ass. You then proceeded to purposely drop the coat hanger on the floor.

“Oh! oops” you say, as you slowly start to bend down and pick it up, you ass on display for Jaebum. The bulge in his pants immediately growing, so he instantly got up, turning away and ridding himself of all his thoughts, except for one, which was you not getting away with all of this.

“I’m going to wait outside” with that, he walked straight out of the dressing room and you couldn’t help but start laughing to yourself, you’ve been pushing him all day and you think he has finally cracked it. His frustration evident as he walked out of the room.

It was already night time, you didn’t realise how long you were at the shopping center, literally all day. The car ride home was silent and you decided to stop taunting Jaebum, not wanting to push him further as you could tell by his face that he had hit his limit. I’m going to pay for this is the only thing you thought. You and Jaebum arrived home, ridding yourself of you shoes, you walked silently through the house as you both places your bags onto your shared bed, packing them away, tension filling the room, Jaebum wasn’t saying much if nothing at all, you figured maybe you got away with your little antics today, maybe.

“I’m going to go have a shower ok?” Jaebum nodded at you as you walked in the bathroom with a towel and a change of pajamas. You rid yourself of you clothes, turning on the water and testing the temperature before you stepped in, embracing the warmth of the water. To liberated by the steam and the relaxation of the water to notice the door opening in the bathroom. Not noticing anything until two hands slid around your waist, turning you around and slamming you against the shower wall.

You gasped in shock at the sudden impact, “Jaebum! What are you doing!”

“Did you actually think you were going to get away with what you did today baby girl?”

“I -uh-”

“You’re going to do everything I say, and if you’re a good girl, maybe you can come by the end of this, but you can bet sure as hell I’m going to put you through as much teasing as you did today”

You gulped, your stomach turning, both afraid and excited, you know Jaebum is dominant, but you have never done this to him before, so seeing him this extremely dominant was new, you had pushed his limits today, now he was about to push yours.

“Do you know how hard it was to control myself today, to not grab you and fuck you in the shopping center?”

“Jaebum I–” Suddenly he pulled you forward, a hard smack planted on you ass and you gasped in pleasure and pain.

“What did you call me?”

“Sorry Daddy”

“Good girl princess” Jaebum then proceeded to hang a rope of the shower tap, it was only now you realised he even had it.

“Whats that for?” you asked.

“That all depends on you princess” He smirked at you, grabbing your two hands and placing them above your head before leaving his weight against you, your body plastered against the wall, his member rubbing against your crotch, making you moan in delight as he finally pressed his lips against yours. Immediately pushing his tongue into your mouth and dominating the kiss, the kiss extremely rough making you both pant in second and he was biting you bottom lip as he pulled away. His lips moved to your jaw, kissing trails across it and down to your neck before biting and sucking in your most sensitive spot, making you become weak instantly and you moaned against him as he left bruises all up and down you neck, marking your body his. You tried freeing your wrists from his, in efforts to touch him, but there was no way you were getting out of his grip, which only became tighter.

“Tsk tsk tsk, I don’t think so baby girl, there’s no touching me tonight, or there will be a price to pay, you’ve been a bad girl all day, so why would you think I would let you touch me?” He smirked at you, clearly enjoying the facial expression of disbelief set upon your features.

“Whats wrong? Already feeling frustrated? Well I haven’t even started yet…You’re going to feel all the frustration I did today baby” you sighed in pleasure as his kissed moved down to your collarbone, leaving territorial marks the whole way down before he reached your breast, stopping right in front of them.

“Remember, no touching, or you’ll be punished” You nodded at him before another hard smack landed against your ass.

“Yes daddy” you said, and he finally released your arms from his grip, but you left them above your head in an attempt to follow his orders. He smashed his lips against your breast while the other hand roughly grabbed the other. You moaned in delight as his tongue flicked your bud at a fast pace, his tongue lavishing at your nipple as he bit, tugged, sucked and even pulled, the mixture of pleasure and pain cursing through you and straight to your core, which was already soaking wet for him. His hand rubbed and gripped at your other breast roughly. His second hand, grabbing at your hip, keeping you against the wall of the shower, water splashing down on your skin, his mouth nipped at the side of your breast, leaving yet another mark on you skin as he kissed and sucked on the sensitive skin. The sensations he was giving you meant you didn’t even realise his hand left you waist as he all of a sudden gave a hard circular rub to you clit, the sudden feeling shocking you and you hands flung down you his shoulders as you mewled with delight, but just as quick as he started, he stopped, all motions coming to an end, and you realised what you had done wrong, you touched him.

“Fuck, I’m sorry daddy I didn’t mean to, it just felt so good, i–” He cut you off with a finger to your lips.

“Shh baby girl, so disappointing, you were actually doing pretty well” You stared at him, wondering what you punishment would be, you followed his actions as he grabbed the rope from the shower tap and then grabbed you hands.

“Daddy please, It was an accident I wont do it again” you pleaded him.

“This will make sure of that princess” He tied the rope around your hands, pulling them up before tying the other end of the rope onto the end of the shower head, the part of the shower head that keeps the shower hose connected to the wall. You looked up at your hands, there was no way of getting them down now. Your eyes diverted to Jaebum’s eyes, which were full of devilish lust and you could tell that the roped were not your punishment. Jaebum’s hand twisted the shower tap so that the hose was at a less powerful rate, and then he reached up for the hose, before placing it right at your clit, and you screamed, your head tilting back as the water shot up into your clit, your core throbbing and your back arching, Jaebum’s body weight immediately pressing against your hips, not allowing you to move as the shower head continued its torture, your screams and moans continued, sinful curses leaving you mouth at an unstoppable rate.

“FUCK! Daddy!” Jaebum stared at your expressions, chuckling at you as he moved his free hand to turn up the water pressure and you became louder instantly, you wouldn’t be able to last through much more of this, and Jaebum knew that which is why he constantly inched up the water pressure of the hose. He started to move the hose up and down while his lips once again latched to your breast, the sensations filling you into overdrive and your orgasm approaching you. Your screams continued with the water hose and his teeth nibbling at your breast, you attempted to wriggle away from the hose, the water driving you absolutely insane, but there was nowhere to go, nowhere Jaebum was letting you go, and you could feel the knot in your stomach, and you’re ready to approach the feeling with open arms.

“Daddy. I’m–” but then the feeling went away as quick as it came, Jaebum stopped everything he was doing do you in an instant and you screamed in frustration.

“You can come when I think you’ve been a good enough girl to” you groaned again, Jaebum was not letting you get out of this easy. He chuckled at your anger.

“Not fun being teased and taunted is it” You stared at Jaebum, and another hard slap was felt on your ass and you winced.

“Answer me”

You shook you head, “No daddy… it’s not”

Jaebum put the water hose back in its place, you took this second of recovering from your orgasm denial to look at his face, his hair wet and his skin glistening with the water which was still pouring down on the two of you, he looked absolutely stunning.

“Round 2” He said to you, as he lowered himself down onto his knees and pulled you forward into him. You eyes shut and your head fell back as he licked a clean strip upwards on your folds, curses leaving your lips as you wriggled you legs but he held you in place, torturing you with his kitten licks. You felt tiny licks on your folds and you wanted more, but you didn’t dare ask, he would probably just stop completely. Instead you endured his continuous torture, which went on forever and you moaned in pleasure and frustration.

“Daddy…” you begged, your legs shaking, your orgasm begging to come through.

“No baby girl, I’m taking my time with you” he smirked up at you before continuing his ministrations. Frustration evident on his face and he was enjoying it, but he decided to finally pick up his pace. Flat tonguing your folds and it felt like heaven. He moved up and down leaving not one part of you un-licked. He sucked and nibbled at you clit and you writhed before him, moans befalling your plump lips. He continued to lick up and down and you felt one his hands remove from your hip before plunging 3 fingers at once into you, pushing them in and out at an unstoppable rate and you almost cried from the feeling, your stomach twisting and turning as your high approached.

“Fuck!” you screamed and moaned and screamed even more as he curled his fingers inside you, moving his fingers around relentlessly, while his tongue continued sucking at you clit, leaving kisses and licks up and down. You felt his other hand leave your hips and move to your opening. He pulled out his other hand for just a small movement, then used both his hand to spread your opening as he licked his tongue around your entrance, his fingers moving in and out to spread you as he tongue fucked and finger fucked you all at once. The feeling making you eyes roll to the back of your head and your hands gripped the rope so very tightly as you tried to keep your composure. His tongue moved back to your clit and he plunged 4 fingers inside you, curling them all and roughly fingering you, hitting you g-spot every time. You felt the knot in your stomach and you were ready to let your orgasm rip through you, your walls clenching around Jaebum’s fingers due to the feeling, and as soon as you did that he stopped all motions once again, every feeling disappearing and your orgasm being denied for a second time and you screamed from all the loss.

“AH!” you cried out, almost tearing at the anger set inside of you.

“Not until I say so princess, remember?” He taunted you, and all you could do was look at him, his devilish smirk and his eyes full of lust, his facial expression screamed that he enjoying what he was doing, making you suffer after what you did today. You were breathless, panting uncontrollably, you chest heaving up and down and you thought that you would choke.

Jaebum stood up, moving as close to you as possible, no space left between, he placed a hand beside you head while the other messaged his length, ready for you.

“Hope you’re ready princess” he looked you right into eyes and then he pushed into you, your head falling onto his shoulder, your core already sensitive from your previous highs being ripped from you. He thrusted up and down at unbearably fast pace, not giving any time to spare. The sound of skin on skin and the sound of the water increasing the intensity of the situation. His face was concentrated, moans and curses leaving his mouth as he continues his merciless thrusts in and out of you. Rough fucking you like he had never done before, you could barely breath from the strong thrusts which were pushing your whole body up and down the shower wall.

“Fuckk! Daddy” You screamed, dirty mewls leaving your mouth. He continued to thrust into you as his lips found yours, nibbling at your bottom lip before his tongue dominated your mouth and you tried you best to return the kiss. He grabbed your leg, wrapping it around your waist and you kept you balance. The new position giving him a better angle on you as he hit the spot that made you scream out, he thrusted deeper, harder and faster, as if that was even possible, but he did it, and you cursed and cursed as you felt you high coming closer.

He moved his hand down to your core, starting to rub you clit while thrusting into you, the feeling ripping through your whole body and you could barely keep yourself up, if your leg was wrapped around Jaebum and you hands weren’t tied to the shower head, you would have definitely fallen down by now. His unsparing thrusts continued into you, along with his hand rubbing rough circles in you clit and you started to see stars, his body basically hitting yours whenever he thrust back into you. He would pull out almost the whole way every time only to plunge back in, his thrusts firm and rough and you started to clench around him, the familiar know once again finding itself in your stomach and you begged he wouldn’t do it again.

“Daddy I–”

“Not yet princess” You cried out at his response, knowing you wouldn’t be able to hold it much longer, but not ready to see what would happen if you didn’t, so with all the power you had, you held you high as best you could.

Jaebum pounded into you, you moaned and writhed before him, his length pounding in and out of you, your walls clenching repeatedly and you have almost hit your limit.

“Come for me baby girl” He didn’t need to ask you twice. your head fell back as your overdue orgasm finally ripped and burned through your body. Curses left you mouth and you screamed as Jaebum continued his thrusts for you to hold out your high, you sensitivity from your previous denials evident in your orgasm, you thought the pleasure would never end but your body finally started to relax and then Jaebum pulled out of you, you almost fell at the loss, you legs weak, your whole body weak. Jaebum untied your hands, your wrists extremely read from gripping so hard at the rope.

“On your knees” You did as you were told, dropping immediately, water splashing on the top of your head as Jaebum pushed himself into your mouth, ready for his high to come full speed, you did your best as he thrust in and out of your mouth, hollowing out your cheeks and sucking him whenever he thrust back into your mouth. His fast pace causing you to gag and for tears to form in your eyes, which made him feel more aroused. You eyes diverted to his, locking on each other and he groaned at your facial expression, face fucking you faster, and harder, his length pushing at the back of your throat. He moaned at the feeling of your tongue and at the feeling of you gagging against him. You grabbed onto his upper thighs for support as you bobbed your head up and down meeting his thrust as best you could.

“Fuck y/n!” and then he shot his seed into your mouth, still fucking your mouth as he held out his high for as long as possible. He threw his head back, his eyes screwed shut and his eyebrows furrowed together, his muscles tensing as he balanced his hands on the wall, and although you could barely see it through your water eyes, the sight was absolutely beautiful, his muscles started to relax as he rode out the end of his high, his thrusts becoming weaker and sloppy, his eyes opening and his pants filling the room, his chest going up and down at an extremely fast rate and his body was attempting to relax against your, you gave him once last suck as he pulled himself out of your mouth, turning off the water taps at the same time, and then you swallowed, his eyes piercing through you as you swallowed every bit of him, licking around your mouth to get every bit off him off your face and he couldn’t have thought of a better sight in that moment. You tried to stand up and fell against him, he grabbed you and you both started laughing.

“Consider my lesson learned” you chuckled as you stared up at him. He chuckled back at you before placing a soft kiss on your lips, opposite to any of his earlier actions, and you kissed him back, your lips moulding into each other. He held you up, drying you both up with a towel before scooping you up into his arms, walking out of the bathroom and placing you onto the bed, and he laid beside you, holding you against him.

“Goodnight princess”

“Goodnight Jaebum” You two both fell asleep, exhausted and holding each other, not wanting to be anywhere else in that moment.



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“I’m too old for this kidnapping bullshit,” Tony whispered, shivering, and tugged the collar of his shirt tighter around his neck in a futile attempt to block out the freezing rain. Forty-five years old and still being carted around like so much luggage. God.

He didn’t think about how glad he was that there was no sand, no heat, no bright lights in the dark. He didn’t think about how glad he was to break out of a building instead of a cave. He didn’t think about how no one had come for him, and what that meant for the monsters that had been screaming when he’d been taken.

The forest was cold, and as much as the conifers blocked the onslaught of rain, they did little to protect Tony from the rain dripping off the needles and onto him. He tucked himself in the lee of a larger tree, taking a few deep breaths, but it hurt—every gasp hurt. The metal casing was cold in his chest, making the skin around it burn and then spread out into a dull ache. His fingers were beginning to go numb.

He was going to die out here.

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anonymous asked:

Could you do a got7 reaction like the BTS reaction of you refusing sex?

Of course, Lets start with a little back story.


There was something comforting about going rehearsals with him, a sense of comfort in knowing that those he works with know you exist and that you belong to him, just like he belongs to you. But this was the first time he had asked you to go with him to a live show to watch. Usually, he liked to keep his business life and personal life as far away from one another as possible, not because he was ashamed, but just because he wanted to save you from all the pressure media put on idols who are dating.

You were so excited to go with him, and he was so excited to have you there, to show you exactly what its like for him. You spent all morning stuck to one another, his hand never leaving its secure place on your hip. Even when the other members excitedly bounced over to say hello and give you a sweet hug he was still there, making sure to pull you back. The two of you would laugh as he was put into wardrobe for the show, nd he would blush when you told him how good he looked. There was even a moment where he when he walked over to you, half way through going over what would be done and talked about during the show, just to plant a deep kiss on your lips because ‘you just look so cute.’

You sat by him during hair and make up, you knew these girls didnt like you. You were honestly expecting them not to. The thought of them with their hands all over the hair your tug at when hes pleasuring you and the lips you kiss when your feeling down sent a wave of jealousy through your stomach. It didnt matter though, you knew that, for the entire time he sat there his hand was on your knee, and his eye kept opening so he could look at you.

It was when he was getting the final touches on his make up done that your silly jealousy took a pang. The make up girl told him to look at her, which fine, she needs to make sure everything is even. But when she tilted his chin up with the tip of her pinky and blushed you wouldn’t help the feeling in your stomach.

‘Ive always thought you have the prettiest smile.’ She said stroking a brush along his bottom lip gently, making him smile.

‘Good, I always thought I was the best looking one out of this group.’ He joked. You would have laughed, but his hand left your knee and folded with his own in his lap. The artist looked at you, a smug look in her eyes that made the back of your neck tingle.

‘That feels really good.’ His voice brought you back to look at him. His comment was far from appropriate so why he decided to say it floored you.

‘Of course it does! I know how much you like this part.’ She said making him smile again.

You watched as she continued to apply the numeral pink to his lips. She could have stopped four seconds ago and it would have been perfect, but she had to keep going until their was a light shine on his bottom lip.

‘Whoops, too shiny let me fix that.’ She said bending closer to his mouth. She puckered her lips and blew gently, as if that was going to solve the problem.

You looked forward as she smiled triumphantly, the noise he had made making the smug look in her eyes grow darker. Crossing your arms you turned to face the mirror in front of you and you couldn’t help but catch the eye of another member who had witnessed the whole thing. Seeing that you stood and left the dressing room, not caring that your boyfriend was calling after you.

Not having any way to get home you just took your seat and waited. You tried to smile and laugh when they finally made their way onto the stage but there was no hiding the fact that you were hurt. If he was doing that around you what was he doing when you weren’t? Thinking only made you madder and seeing him staring at you with worried eyes only made you fuming.

In the car afterwards you tried not to sit next to him but he made people shift so he could. He tried to place his hand on you knee but you moved away. He tried to kiss you cheek but you pushed his chest. All you wanted to do was cry.

Getting back to your shared apartment you ignored him, even though he was talking like nothing was wrong. He wold have finally stopped when you walked into the bathroom and slammed the door, taking your clothes of angrily before stepping into the hot shower you had started for yourself…

Jaebum:

You slamming the door would make his mind race. What had happened that you were now slamming doors? When you got out of the shower he watched you B-line it into your shared room. The sight of your bare back with pearls of water still holding to your skin made him smile, he loved your back. He’d stand and make his way over to you, licking his lips in the process before he was right behind you. You knew he was there but you had nothing to say to him, so ignoring him was your best option. That was until you felt his lips start on your shoulder and move up your neck. You stepped forward, continuing to ignore him as you reached for a set of comfy clothes. ‘Baby.’ he’d say wrapping his arms around your shoulders to try again. The thought of his lips made you sick, so you pushed him off of you. ‘Leave me alone.’ you said taking the clothes and heading back towards the bathroom. ‘Jagi, whats wrong?’ He’d say, his voice giving away the concern that erupted though his stomach. ‘I said leave me alone.’ You spat. You were just about to slam the door again when he caught it and followed you into the bathroom. ‘Tell me what is wrong.’ He said with stern eyes as you angrily pulled the shirt you grabbed over your head, scoffing when you realized it was his. ‘That shit that you pulled? That was embarrassing. How dare you let shit like that happen especially when I’m sitting right there next to you.’ You said, tears welling in your eyes.

‘Y/n, what are you talking about!’ He said trying to reach out for you again only to have you pull away. ‘Really? Are you that stupid that you didnt even realize that whats her face was all over you! Blowing on your fucking mouth, are you kidding me!’ You said, your loud voice now echoing off of the walls. ‘She was practically rubbing it in my face.’ You added, this time a bit quieter. He rubbed the back of his neck before rubbing his face and trying to pull you in one more time. This time you let him, you hated it when he looked upset. ‘Im so sorry. I don’t know what I was thinking.’ He said wrapping his arms around you tightly. ‘I can’t handle that kind of things. And if thats happening when I’m sitting right next to you? What happening when I’m not.’ You said, tears now falling.

‘Im so sorry. Nothing. Nothing is happening. Please, Jagi.’

He was your sense of comfort so as you cried you couldn’t help your hands that had wondered up to hold on to his back. Seeing how upset this had made you ruined him, he never wanted to see you cry and the fact that he was the one who made you broke his heart. He’d hold onto you as long as he needed too and although he knew you handnt fully forgave him, it wouldn’t stop him from making it very known that the behavior that had happened was uncalled for and would never happen again.

Mark:

Mark would never do anything he thought would hurt you in any way. All he wanted was to be the best version of himself just for you. So when you started acting cold towards him his mind would race. He wouldn’t be able to focus during the show, talking less then he already did and when questions were sent his way he was having trouble answering them. When you stormed into the bathroom he figured maybe you just forgot to but deodorant on? He knew how weird you got when you thought you smelt so He’d leave you be, settling himself on the couch and turning the tv on. When you walked out with wet messy hair and in your pajamas he figured you were just tired, but he knew you were never to tired for him. He’d try anything to make you feel good. He stood, corning you in the kitchen before dipping his head down in attempt to kiss you. When you turned your head so he caught cheek his eyebrows would push together, you never turned down a kiss from him. He’d catch your chin and make you look at him, trying to bring his lips to yours again only to have you push his chest hard do he stumbled back away from you. ‘Don’t touch me.’ You said shooting daggers at him before picking up the drink you had poured and walking past him. You only made it half way to your bedroom before his hand caught your elbow. He spun you causing the drink to spill slightly and you to cuss. ‘What part of don’t touch me did you not understand!’ You yelled, trying to fight the lurch you heart gave when his eyes turned from confused to hurt.

‘What wrong?’ He’d ask in a small voice.

‘Whats wrong? Whats wrong is that my boyfriend Someone who is supposed to love me drops me in the blink of an eye when someone else is flirting with them. And the best part? He doesn’t even try to stop it.’ You yelled, pointing a finger at him so he knew exactly who you were talking about. His shoulders would slump and he’d take his bottom lip between his lips. ‘Jagi I-’

‘Dont Jagi I me. I saw what happened. I was there.’ You said turning to leave again. His hand reached for yours again and pulled you back around but this time when he turned you he saw just how hurt you were. ‘Please, I didnt mean it. I didnt think.’ He said trying to pull you into a hug. ‘Mark, stop.’ You said taking in a shaky breath. The hurt in his eyes made your heart turn over and you knew he meant it, you just weren’t ready to forgive him. ‘Im so sorry.’ was all he could whisper as he let you walk away again.

He knew you too well. The moment you were wrapped up in your blankets, tears slowing down and the need for him to hold you over powering you he was already in the room. He’d muster out a small ‘Jagi?’ Seeing if you were willing to talk to him and when you let your head poke up from the covers he’d rush over to you, making you scoot onto his side of the bed so he could slip under the covers in front of you and pull you into his chest. This brought a new wave of tears as you fisted the fabric of his shirt and cried. ‘I love you so much, I’m so sorry.’ you cried. He stroked your hair and made soft shushing noises to break up the sad ‘I love you’s’ he was whispering back to you.

Jackson:

Being completely oblivious of what had happened he’d be all over you the moment you stepped out of the shower. His hand would reach out for your towel and tug at it, laughing playfully as you tugged away from him and continued your way towards the bedroom. He’d then wrap his arms around you and continue to walk you forward, kissing your bare shoulder as the two of you went.

‘I swear to God, Jackson. Get off of me.’ You said shaking your shoulder hard, not caring as it ran gently into his chin.

‘y/n?’ He said, he would have thought you were just kidding and would have jumped right back into playing around, but the fact the you didnt apologize for hitting him in the face set his alarms off. You ignored him, and not caring if he was still standing there watching you, you stripped. Replacing the towel with your pajamas you climbed into bed and pulled the covers up, biting your lip as your eyes began to water. Jackson would call your name again and soon the feeling of the bed dipping down around you told you that he was sitting next to you. ‘I said leave me alone, Jackson.’ Your voice failed, giving off the fact that you were now crying.

‘Jagi, whats wrong? Hey, hey!’ He’d say softly, pulling at your arms till you were sitting up with your face in his chest.

‘Don’t touch me!’ You yelled hitting his chest, but as you tried to pull your arms out of his grip he just held on tighter, not letting you go.

‘Talk to me, why are you mad!’

‘You!” You screamed, finally getting him to let you go. ‘You sit there and humiliate me letting that… that bimbo actively flirt with you! She knew exactly what she was doing and stared at me while she did it! Obviously knowing that you weren’t going to do shit! You-’ He cut you off by pulling you into his chest, tears stinging his eyes as he realized what he had done and how much he had actually hurt you.

All he could do was say he was sorry as he buried his face into your neck, holding onto you tightly. His sorries would be staggered with a string of ‘please don’t leave me, please ill change.’ It would shock him how much this actually bothered him. You half expected him to laugh at your tears and tell you you were dumb, but how upset he had gotten only told you how much he loved you. You’d surprise him when you wrapped your arms around his head, your fingers gently playing with his hair as you silently cried realizing how rude you were being.

‘please don’t give me a reason to think you don’t love me.’ would be all you said before letting him kiss you sweetly.

Jinyoung:

Conversations from earlier in the day would sent him in a certain mood and while you showered it’d be all he could think about. He’d have trouble containing himself as he waited for the water to turn off and as soon as it did he was outside the bathroom door to wait for you. He’d smirk as you opened the door and looked up to him before walking right past to the bedroom. He followed you, watching the way your hips swayed under the towel and how your wet hair left streams of water down your bare back. You’d have walked up to the bed where your usual sleeping shirt was laying, not even realizing Jinyoung was standing behind you until his hands were running up your bare arms. You ignored him while reaching forward to slip the shirt over your body before stepping just out of his reach to slip on a pair of shorts. He’d step to you and take your cheeks between his hands before trying to lean down to kiss you. When you pulled your face from his hands he’d look at you with upset and confused eyes, confused as to why you were acting like this when not even three hours ago you were whispering things to one another. ‘Are we not going to do this?’ He’d ask, the throbbing in his pants subsiding as he thought about your buzz kill mood.

‘No, Jinyoung. Were not ‘doing this’.’ You said scoffing at him before walking back into the bathroom. He’d roll his eyes and turned around, readying himself for bed. Lights out and laying as far from him as possible you started to cry. He didnt care, if he did he would have figured out that you were mad at him by then. You’d sniffle once as his arm lazily found its way around your neck like it did every night, but still nothing. You’d take his arm off of you, removing yourself from the comfort of your blanket. He’d watch you stand up and make your way to the kitchen, eyebrows pressing together when you refused to return. He never was able to sleep well without you.

‘Jagi? Are you okay?” He’d finally say, bringing him from the bed and making his way over to you.

‘Go back to bed Jinyoung.’ You’d say. He’d realized that it wasn’t the kitchen that you had gone to, but the couch in the living room.

‘What are you doing in here?’ He said, eyebrows still pressed together.

‘Sleeping. Go away.’ You said rolling over so your back was not to him.

‘I dont understand why you would sleep out here when-’

‘Of course you don’t understand, Jinyoung! You never understand. You never open your eyes and realize how big of an idiot you are!’ You said, sitting fully up. You couldn’t help but cringe slightly at your choice of words.

‘Why are you acting like this?’ He’d say crossing his arms over his chest.

‘Why are you putting me second place to other girls? If i knew all it took was a few bats of the eyelash I wouldn’t have waisted any of my time!’ You said standing up so you were now practically nose to nose.

‘When did i put you second-’

‘The fact that you even have to ask that question is the reason why. I get it, girls flirt with you all day long, its apart of the job. But when Im- me the girl you live with and say ‘I love you’ too every night, when Im sitting there and its very obvious you’re into the attention the cute make up artist is giving you its very obvious I’m second.

‘Thats not true, y/n.’ He’d say making you scoff.

‘Then how about this,’ You started standing up, now more angry than ever. ‘You get to sleep on the couch tonight. See for yourself how it feels to be second.’ You said throwing the couch pillow at him and storming off into the bedroom. He wouldn’t let it drop that easy and would come bursting into the bed room, grabbing your hand and pulling you to look at him before you could get into bed.

‘Nothing. No one comes before you. Let that be clear. And now being aware of it I will make sure to put you where you deserve to be.’ He’d pause, hastily reaching for your cheek to stoke it, smiling slightly to himself when you let him. ‘I love you so much. Im so sorry you have to put up with my shit.’

Youngjae:

The moment you had started to act distant towards him he’d know something was wrong. Usually when you got upset with him he’d wait it out, apologizing for what ever he did and you would turn around, tell him it was okay and the two of you would cuddle it out. This time was different. He had tried to hold your hand on the car ride home only to have you turn your attention to Jackson and start talking about how he thought the day went. He’d try again a little later, this time apologizing, but when you rolled your eyes knowing perfectly that he had no idea what he was apologizing for you’d just give him a stern look before folding your arms across your chest. Once home, he followed you like a puppy just trying to get you to talk to him but when you slammed the bathroom door in his face and turned on the water to drown out his calls he finally stopped. He’d go to your bedroom and sit on the bed with his head in his hands trying to figure out away to get you to tell him what was wrong. He ended on trying something new. No more pleading, just your favorite acts of love.

He’d watch you walk into your bedroom with just a towel wrapped around you. The daggers you sent him before turning back to your closet made him nervous. With a mental Fuck it He’d stand and close the space between the two of you. Just like he hoped you melted under his touch, letting him kiss up your neck till his lips landed on your cheek. You turned, ready to finally say anything and he’d press his lips to you, giving you the rough passionate kiss that always took you by surprise.

‘Im so sorry, I love you so much.’ He’d say between kisses. This brought reality back into your mind and instantly you pushed him off of you.

‘You don’t even know what your sorry about.’ you said softly, no matter how mad you were you couldn’t get yourself to yell at him.

‘Please.’

‘Jae, you… That girl was all over you and you did nothing.’ You said biting your lip. The hurt in his eyes making you feel small and want nothing more than to wrap your arms around him. He hurt you though.

‘I didnt even realize it.’ He said, now knowing exactly what you were talking about. You gave a sarcastic laugh and shook you head, turning away from him once more.

‘You could have anyone and the fact that she felt like she could do that right infant of me just proves that you aren’t as serious about this as I am. I love you with all of my heart and you give girls the vibe that they can take you from me when ever they want. If that happened while I was sitting right next to you what happens when I’m not?’ You said, his eyes began to glisten at what you were suggesting.

‘I would never let anyone come between us, y/n. You know that.’

‘Do I? Because the one time you had a chance to actually prove that you did nothing.’

Thats what would wreck him. The fact that you were right, a girl was actively flirting with him and instead of stopping it he let it happen and he let you see it. He wouldn’t say anything other than a small ‘you’re right.’ to which you’d nod and let him pull you into another hug, this time accepting his promises to always be more attentive to what was happening around him, wether you were there or not.

BamBam:

You could hardly walk out of the bathroom you had been silently tearing in for the past hour without BamBam coming up behind you and slipping his hands under the towel that you clung to your body. ‘God, I want you so bad right now.’ He’d say, his lips grazing your ear before he nipped gently and started to kiss on your sweet spot. Normally you would be a giggling mess right now, already pooling in your panties just with the sole fact of getting him naked. He didnt seem to notice your lack of excitement through the feeling of your next to naked body was pressed against his already growing member. ‘You horny cause that bitch turned you on?’ You said finally getting enough courage to pull out of his grip. Not waiting for a response you walked into the bedroom and slammed the door, and quickly changing before he could walk into the room.

‘What do you mean?’ He’d say with a light bite to his voice.

‘Do you feel obligated to come back to me every night? Is that why we literally have sex all the time? Because girls at work are basically dry humping your dick and you feel like you can’t act on it? Do you picture them when you flip me over?’ You said throwing your towel at him. He caught it, his expression going from 100 to 0 real quick.

‘How could you say that?’ He said, his voice now small.

‘How could I say that?’ You started crossing your arms over your chest. ‘How could you basically let every girl in that room earlier know that Im just a show? That anyone could have you if they just tried hard enough!’ You said throwing the towel that was on your head at him now.

‘Does she fulfill your needs when I can’t? Will she let you do things that I’m uncomfortable with? Was that her marking her territory? Letting me know that you really don’t work late hours, that you spend more time with her?’ You yelled, frustration making your face read and your eyes tear up again.

‘Are you really- do you really think I would cheat on you?’ He said trying to take a step forward, but the look on your face told him he’d be better staying where he was.

‘I didnt think you would actually engage in a flirty conversation in front of me, but here we are.’

He was speechless. He knew there was nothing he could say to make you feel better and it was overwhelming. He’d move to sit on the edge of the bed and dropped his head into his hands, wracking his brain on something to say that would make you feel better. Your heart lurched for him and for a second you wanted him to hold you, but you were to proud. It didnt help that he thought of him knocking boots with the make up artist in a closet kept running through your mind. With a single tear running down your cheek you started to walk out of the room, the sight of him making your feel sick. You had been so convinced up until now that he was the love of your life. That nothing could touch the two of you.

You weren’t even able to make it to the door when he grabbed your wrist and pulled you hard. You didnt even have a chance to stumble before he was hugging you tightly, his arms wrapping themselves around your neck and shoulders.

‘Please, please don’t. I would never… I love you so much, please don’t walk away.’

‘Then give me a reason to stay.’ you said, both of you crying silent tears. He’d sniffle and lean back just enough to take your cheeks between his hands. He looked at you longingly, thumbs softly stroking the backs of your cheeks. There was a slight hiccup in his chest before he kissed you softly. Despite how angry you were the same feeling of excitement and passion erupted through your entire body. It was so loud in your ear that you didnt even realize your arms had reached up to hold him to you.

‘Please believe me when I say Id never do anything like that.’

Yugyeom:

Walking out of the shower you’d walk right into his arms. You had looked so amazing that day and he could hardly wait to get you home and express just how beautiful you were to him. His lips would be on yours in an instant as he softly held your head to his. He’d tried to deepen the kiss but you weren’t budging. You couldn’t ever get yourself to hurt Yugyeom, no matter how stupid he could be at times. Even now as you were held tightly to his chest, the sight of the make up artist blowing on his lips and the noise he had made kept running through your mind. You finally pushed him off of you, feeling like you could taste her breath. ‘No. Not happening.’ You said walking away from him.

You’ve played this game before, let him kiss you a bit and then moving away. He knew you loved to be chased so with a goofy grin he’d walk quickly after you, bending so he could get a good grip of your waist before picking you up off the ground.

‘Yugyeom I said no!.’ You yelled prying his hands off of you before turning around and pushing his chest. His face would fall in confusion, now not quite sure how serious you were being. You’ve never pushed him away that hard before. He decided to try again thinking maybe third times a charm.

‘Get off of me!’ You screamed raising your elbow from his grip. ‘Do not touch me. Do not touch me, do not touch me! Damn get it through your thick skull!’ You yelled as you turned to face him.

‘Why are you being like this?’ He’d say, it now fully registering that you were pissed.

‘Oh I don’t know, maybe its the weather, maybe I’m on my period. Or maybe, and you’ll laugh at this one, maybe my boyfriend was sitting there letting some girl mock me while she basically pissed all over you!’ You yelled, not caring how loud your voice had gotten. You watched as his eyes closed and he sat on the bed.

‘What, you’re mad she proved to me how easy it is to get to you? How easy it would be for her to take you from me?’ You bit.

‘I would never leave you for her.’ he said, but it seemed to just make things worse.

‘Fine, maybe not her. But if she could get that close to get under my skin I can only imagine what someone else could do. You’re gone a lot and I thought you understood how i felt about you and how I feel about not being able to be with you all the time. Why shouldn’t I get mad when a girl who sees you more then I do starts blowing all over you. Actions speak louder than words and you the letting go of me the moment she batter her eyes at you was a message I received loud and clear.’

‘Y/n,’ He said looking back to you. You waited for him to say something but ended up scoffing as he took to long to find his words.

‘Y/n please, I didnt even realize-’

‘Of course you didnt, why would you.’

‘Don’t be like this.’ He’d say standing up and making his way over to you.

‘Like what? Worried that the one person I love more than anything else is allowing girls to throw themselves all over him? And then does it when I’m sitting right there? Do you know how much that hurts?’ You said, clearing your throat to try and hide the way it had faulted.

‘I messed up. I wasn’t even paying attention to her, I… Its sounds cliché…’ He started, but bit his lip and looked at the floor when you had risen an eyebrow at him. ‘Its just you looked so pretty today and I was embarrassed cause, well you do things to me…’

In that instant your hard face fell and your eyes widened.

‘Wait.’ You said, covering your mouth. ‘You were sitting there letting me scream at you because you were horny and trying to hide it?’ You said trying to hide your laugh.

‘Dont laugh at me, you always do that to me.’ He said giving you a small worried smile.

His body would relax when you reached out for him and hugged his was it tightly. ‘Im sorry I assumed the worse.’ You said into his shirt.

‘I didnt realize how bad it looked. Im sorry.’ He said hugging you back.

Stimulation (Finn Balor Imagine)

Finn Balor x Reader
Warning: Smut. Over stimulation. Toys. Orgasm denial/torture.
A/N: Yo how long did it take me to do this? I’m the worst but here the ding dang thing is lmao. Also haven’t written straight up smut in a while soo
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Finn likes to play dirty.

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Company | Liam Dunbar

Finally the last part of Company, the moment some of you have been waiting for. It’s  a bit sweet in someplaces cause you know, Dunbar. 

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

Song inspo: Company by Tinashe

Aww bae
You’re just my little side thing
Just a little sweet fling, baby
You don’t have to buy things
I just want the high, supply me

Part One


You Chose Angel Faced Liam


Liam sat on the couch in the living room swirling his drink around. He had fun during the game but now he was alone because all of his friends were having sex or passed out because they had sex. He got up and walked downstairs to get another drink. As he was leaving the kitchen, he failed to hear someone walking towards the door. Liam opened the door and accidentally spilled his drink all over a girl. She shrieked at the contact of the cold beverage.

“Oh my God, I’m so sorry”

Liam tried to dry her off but the girl slapped his hands away. Hayden pushed him back and stomped her feet. “You’re so pathetic, no wonder you’re still a virgin, I mean who the hell would dare to be seen with you let alone have sex?” Liam tried so hard not to pull out his claws and rip Hayden to shreds. She pissed him off every chance she got. Hayden bumped past him and made her way to the kitchen. His skin grew hot and at one point he swore he saw red. It was no surprise that a light touch on his shoulder startled him. Y/N drew her eyebrows together in concern, “I was calling you, are you all right?” Liam nodded quickly. “Yeah, no, so I guess your claws just show when you’re okay then?” Liam looked down at his hands to see his claws stretched out. He sucked in a breath and frantically looked around the room to make sure no one else saw.

“Liam stop it, your eyes, they’re glowing!” Liam’s breathing became erratic, he was panicking and he didn’t know how to turn it off. Y/N grabbed his head and ducked it low while steering him to an empty room. She locked the door and closed the curtains. A growl escaped from Liam’s throat as hair began to sprout from his face. Hayden and Brett’s voice rang through his head and he just had enough. Being a relatively new werewolf with anger issues was a pretty big problem. Y/N hugged Liam tightly, burrowing her face in his chest. Liam felt a strange cool breeze over his body. His claws were gone and so was the hair. Liam wrapped his arms around Y/N and embraced her warm hug. Resting his chin on her head, Liam caught a whiff of her scent, the intoxicating smell made the blood from his head rush to other places in his body.

“Are you okay?” Y/N looked up to gaze in his eyes. Liam nodded silently. Her eyes were so beautiful–not the color–but beneath it. He could see stars within a complex galaxy. Liam looked down from her eyes to the curve of her lips. Her heart beat against his chest, significantly turning him on. Y/N moved her arms around his neck, forcing Liam to come a little down to her height. Her incredibly soft lips pressed against his in the most sensual manner. As their lips moved, an eagerness swept through Liam. He slid his hands down to her hips, gripping them with intention. Y/N swiped her tongue across his bottom lip, asking for permission in which Liam graciously accepted. It wasn’t a battle for dominance or a hunger fest, their tongues moved with precision, an exploration of each other’s mouth. Liam moaned at the sensation. Y/N pulled away, the two panting for breath.

“Liam”
“Yes?”
“Are you a virgin?” Liam backed away and stared at his shoes.
“Hey,” Y/N reached out for his arm to tug him back, “it’s okay”
“No it’s not, it’s embarrassing”
“Everyone starts off a virgin you know? You just need experience, that’s all”

The room fell silent as they both dwelled in silence. Y/N was horny and she knew Liam was too. Maybe she could do him a great service, “how does losing your virginity tonight sound?” Liam felt his pants jump at the sound of Y/N’s words. She would actually have sex with him? “Are you serious?” Y/N smiled a smile that was so seductive that it could make Cleopatra look like a barmaid. She untied her shoes and grabbed his hand, pulling him towards the bed. “You’re the werewolf, you can hear my heart, right?” “Y-yeah” Y/N sat him down on the bed and placed a leg in-between his, “then listen to it.” Y/N reattached her lips to Liam but this time, it was different. Liam understood the direction they were going in and he couldn’t have been any more excited but he was still a bit shy. Y/N sank herself down on his thigh, her natural heat burned through his jeans and he felt like he could actually feel it on his skin.

Y/N peeled off her bralette, releasing her breasts from the already revealing top. Liam gulped at the sight, they were so delicious looking. “Do you want to touch them?” Liam slowly nodded his head up and down, eyes fixated on her chest. Y/N grabbed his hands and placed them on top of her breasts. She shivered at his warm touch on her cold mounds, Liam gasped at her soft they were. Y/N didn’t even have to instruct him what to do next. The wolf did it for him. Liam massaged them, squeezing them realizing, moving up and down, sure to rub his thumbs over her nipple. Y/N’s lip biting assured him that he was doing good. Liam took it further and placed a nipple in his mouth. Y/N moaned and clasped his hair gently. He took his time before he moved on to the other one.

By the time Liam was done playing with her breasts, Y/N’s panties were soaked in arousal. Just as he did in the closet, Liam stood up and yanked her off the ground then threw her on the bed. Y/N softly gasped at how quick he changed. He took off his shirt, shucking it onto the floor. The sound of his belt unbuckling turned Y/N on so much that she unbuttoned her shorts, peeled off her sticky underwear and tossed it to the side.  Liam licked her leg, maintaining eye contact, his eyes dangerous. Instead of playing with the area that ached most, Liam sniffed all the way up to her neck, planting small kisses her and there. “Do you know what you do to me, Y/N?” A hand ran down her curves. “N-No” “Liar, I can hear your heartbeat, remember?” Liam growled against her skin as a warning. Y/N surprised Liam by flipping him over so that she sat atop his clad member. “You’re right, I do know and I enjoy teasing you, but not tonight.” Y/N leaned down and gave love bites that vanished three seconds after. Despite the visible marks not being shown, Liam writhed underneath her lips, the tent in his boxers straining to be set free. Y/N gripped his waistband and slowly dragged his boxers down, a sigh of relief escaped from Liam’s chest.

“Oh..” Liam jumped as Y/N gripped his dick in her hands. She placed a kiss here and there, the gestures made Liam curl his toes. Precum dribbled out from the top and Y/n used it to lubricate his rather large staff. “You ready?” “Are you seriously asking that question?! Yes!” Liam’s hasty answer made Y/N chuckle. She reached underneath her and lined him up to her entrance, “just don’t jump, you’re a bit bigger than I expected you to be.” “Okay,” Liam nodded. This was actually happening. He was going to have sex for the first time. The second the tip pushed in, Liam bucked his hips up at the sudden feeling of heat, Y/N, shocked from his quick movements, sank all the way down. They both moaned loudly and Y/N clamped her walls down on Liam.

“Oh fuck…What is that?!” Liam could feel a tightening around him and the pressure scared him just a bit. “I told you not to jump!” “I’m sorry, you just, it felt, you’re so hot and wet, it feels so good…” Y/N waited until she adjusted to move. Liam gripped her hips tightly as she lifted then sank. This feeling felt out worldly. He was not ashamed of how much sound he was making and neither was Y/N. He was bigger than anyone she’d been with and the feeling of him stretching her out felt amazing. Believing he had adjusted well enough, Y/N began to bounce up and down, increasing the pace.

“Holy…You’re so tight!”

With every bounce, Liam drove a bit deeper. Her walls rubbed against him, opening and closing as they please. Y/N threw her head back and Liam took the initiative to grasp her breasts in his hands and play with it. She moaned at the way he handled them and angled towards her g-spot. Without a warning, Liam spazzed and shot three hot loads into Y/N. Y/N gave a guttural moan and trembled as her sex mashed his cum and her juices together, creating a natural lubricant.

Y/N rolled off of him and laid on the bed out of breath. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t know I was going to–” “It’s okay, I’m on the pill” Liam frowned, “did you come?” She shook her head no with a smile. Liam took one look at her naked body and he could feel his dick coming back to life. He climbed in-between her legs then hiked one over his shoulder the way he saw them do it in the pornos. “What are you doing? Liam I – oh my God,” Liam slid himself back into Y/N then leaned down and gave her a kiss. “I want you to feel good too,” he pulled out and slammed all of his length into her. Y/N rolled her eyes in the back of her head and grabbed the bedsheets. Within a few more pumps, she could feel Liam hardening inside of her, his dick growing longer, his need to make Y/N come, desperate.

“I don’t think I’m going to last long.” Liam felt the same butterflies in his lower abdomen as he fucked Y/N with fast thrusts, everytime he disappeared into her, their pelvic bones smacked into each other. This girl was a hot moaning mess, every sound she made Liam go harder and deeper. Liam wanted her to come before he did and he knew he wasn’t going to last any longer. He brought his thumb down on her swollen clit and flicked it at his pace. Y/N gasped and her body began to convulsed. Within seconds, her walls closed on Liam and pulsed around him as she finally reached her release.

Liam’s thrusts grew sloppy, her pussy milking him of his sperm. This time Liam fired six shots, his hips bucking at each one. Y/N cried producing another orgasm within her orgasm. Her body shook in pleasure, her vision blurred. Liam rolled to the side and they both almost died from exhaustion.

“That was… I can’t… You were amazing, can we do that again?”
Y/N laughed and looked at Liam.
“This isn’t going to be a regular thing”
“It could be”
That’s when Y/N grew concerned. She didn’t have feelings for Liam, she just wanted to have sex. Being a virgin, she could understand why he would assume they’d continue.
“Liam… I’m not sure –”
“I know I haven’t been with anyone else but I like sex with you”
“So you don’t want to this because you have feelings for me?”
“Oh I have feelings for you, feelings that make me horny. First and last time, I promise, can we cuddle?”
“You’re so adorable”
“No, I’m not!”

Blind Date

Pairing: Chris Pratt x Reader

Author: @star-pratt

Words: 8055

Author’s Note: So, @mf-despair-queen and I were talking about Dylan and Chris on motorcycles and decided to write something with it. Although the fics are different, the do link together in plot/ Make sure you check hers out, cause it’s amazing!


Originally posted by heckyeahreactiongifs


I’ve had a history of terrible dates, so much that I haven’t gone on a proper date in almost two years. There were a few where they stood me up and a few where they were just plain awful, clearly only wanting sex from me. Living in L.A. is basically the worst place to date, because most of guys I’ve met are egotistical assholes, who only care about themselves.

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@arukou-arukou was right I’m a fucking pleb that can’t keep her ideas to herself. It’s stuckony who the hell is surprised anymore.

SO another No-Power Wing (and faux-soulmate) AU.

At a certain age you get metallic covert feathers. It comes with the generalization that most metallic feathered people choose the same or similar metallic feathers in their partners: Silver with platinum or white gold, gold with bronze or rose gold. This is, actually, nonsense, but when older people can’t find partners they do typically panic and stick to their feather colors, perpetuating this belief.

Most people get their metallic feathers by the age of twenty, but Tony doesn’t get his until he’s thirty. He nearly crows with pride when he sees the gold primary and secondary coverts peeking through the rest of his red feathers. It’s not impossible to find a partner without metallic feathers but it is difficult because metallic feathers are a sign of maturity, so some people have difficulty getting over the fact that the person is actually an adult. So he’s excited to go present to Bucky. He’d always had a crush on Steve but Steve is–platinum. And young and strong and can have anyone he wants. But Bucky–Bucky has had trauma, he and Tony relate on that level, have seen each others’ bad days, so they know, and hey, if Bucky doesn’t feel the same, Tony knows that at least they can still be friends. Steve would–try very hard to not make it awkward and make it awkward as a result.

So Tony lands on Bucky’s balcony, wings trembling with nerves as he presses the bell and waits. Should he wait until he gets inside to present, or just do it as soon as Bucky opens the door? He should probably show restraint, Bucky is a private person. What’s taking Bucky so long? Oh, maybe he should have called–or maybe he’s at Steve’s–

The glass door slides open and Bucky peeks out, hiding behind the wall and rubbing his eyes with a yawn. “Oh, hey, Tony. What’s up?” And Tony opens his mouth, stutters out a greeting, feathers fluffing with nerves, and then he thinks ‘fuck it’ and is about to present, but then… then he sees the bruise on Bucky’s neck, and then another a little below it, tiny love-bites trailing down his shoulder, probably down his back to the base of one wing. Tony feels as if the wind has been swept from his wings. Oh. He. He was too late. And then someone says “Who is it, Buck,“ and an arm is thrown over his shoulders, a thumb trailing over one of the love bites, and it’s Steve, of course it is, he’s platinum, it would make sense for him to partner with a silver.

“Oh, um, I didn’t realize you were busy, I’ll come back later,” Tony says, and stumbles backward off the balcony before they can say anything else, and when he gets home he has to force himself not to cry and tear out his gold feathers. It’s not like he had anyone else to present to. Pepper was with Happy and Rhodey was happily dating Carol. Natasha was dating Coulson or Bruce or both (he was afraid to ask) and Clint… was dating a girl named Bobbi? Holy shit he really was the last one in their friend group to find someone.

Tony tries not to be depressed about this. He fails.

Overboard | 1

I’m overboard…

Intro: When you’re on a cruise ship to get away from life, the first thing on your mind isn’t to find love. That is, until you met him.

“Ma’am I need to see your ticket please.” said the slightly older man as I stepped up next in line. I quickly handed him my ticket, and he simply smiled at me before letting me onto the ramp to board the beautifully massive ship. With two suitcases in my hand, and another purse on my shoulder, you could say I had enough on my plate, but as I entered the ship, a nice younger man offered me a strawberry and banana smoothie, complementary of course. Still, I smiled and took it, sipping as I continued to look at the decor in awe. There were plenty of shining chandeliers that hung so high above everyone’s heads, even the ones on the top floor. There was beautiful carpeting with royal gold designs that covered the entire floor. There was wood interior, and plenty of glass structure as well. I pulled my luggage roughly over to the counter where a woman was waiting for me to give her my information so I could get my room key and a dining area card, so I could eat to my heart’s content.

“Hello miss, have a handle on everything?” She humored me. I nodded and set my drink down, slightly laughing myself.

“Yes I just, need to get these up to my room so they won’t be a pain anymore.”

“I see, well just give me your name and phone number and I will quickly give you your room key and dining card.” I told her my name and phone number, and she nicely handed me my necessities for my trip. “Have a wonderful stay.” And with that, I was off.

I was located on the 2nd floor in the middle of the hallway, room 40B. Unlocking my door, I stepped in to find one of the most beautiful rooms I had ever stayed in. The interior design was modern yet fun. The walls were a muted Tiffany blue, the bed sheets were a crisp bright white, and the desk, tv stand, and dresser were shining wood. The bathroom had granite counter tops and a shower that was big enough for 3 or more people. I sighed happily to myself, finally away and free from the life I had been living only yesterday.

I opened the door on the other side of the room to reveal a small patio, and felt the sea breeze hit me with the salt water smell. I breathed in heavily, and leaned against the railing. A few moments of silence passed by before it was interrupted by my phone ringing. My heart started to pound so loud in a matter of seconds, but pulled it out only to find that it was Madison, my best friend.

“You scared me.” I said seriously.

“Calm down, you know he’s not going to find you now.” She spoke matter-of-factly.

“You never know, he’s a smart guy who knows me and my ways of doing things better than anyone else.”

“Hey, not better than me. Which is why I’m helping you through this okay.”

I sighed trying not to let the tears come down this time, they’ve been a constant thing on my face for the past 4 years…

“Okay Madi.”

“Are you on the ship? Did you get settled in?”

“Just boarded, going to put my clothes and shoes away after I grab some food, he literally wouldn’t even let me eat this morning so I’m running on empty.”

“Okay, good. I’m relieved you’re on there for 9 months, even though I’ll miss you like crazy.”

“Hey if you’re in Castaway Cay in 2 months, we’ll see each other.” I said to lighten up the mood, but she only chuckled.

“Settle in, and call me when you’re done eating. Maybe try talking to people, I’m sure there’s plently of 18-25 year olds there to keep you company.”

“Yeah but the only 20 year old I want here is you Madi.”

“Shut up. I’ll talk to you later. Love you, remember that.”

“Love you Madi.” And I hung up.

I continued to stare out into sea, watching the waves roll up and down and crash onto the side of the boat. The drop from here made your heart want to jump into your lungs as you looked down. Maybe a year ago I would’ve jumped at the chance to be free. Free from him, free from everyday life, free from myself and who I was. But I look now, and I see in my reflection that I am not who I was back then. I have grown, matured, become responsible, and capable of taking care of myself. For the next 9 months it’s me and only me, with nobody to get in my way of doing anything.

Before exiting my room, I swooped up my smoothie and went for the doorknob of my room. My intentions for the next few hours were to eat some brunch, then explore for a little bit, of course not looking at everything the ship had to offer just yet.

As I stepped out into the hall, back turned to make sure my door was locked, I turned around and was immediately knocked over and next thing I know I was staring at a fuzzy looking ceiling. I groaned at the pain that was growing on my back and continued to lay helpless on the ground. I felt another body on me, the heartbeat laying right over mine, and they too were groaning. I felt my smoothie now dripping over my face and running down my neck and chest. I slowly wiped off the sticky drink, and tried my best to sit up. The person above me moved quickly, and placed their luggage (which was also conveniently on top of me also) to the side of the hall against the wall. A hand rubbed my back, and another tried wiping the smoothie off my fae gently.

“Look I’m so sorry I can explain,” yup, this was definitely a boy, figures. “It’s really stupid but my brother and I were racing to our room to see who’d get there first because whoever was the first one there would get the bed near the patio and-“

He stopped talking once he saw me open my eyes. I looked up to find a boy who looked as if he was sculpted by the gods themselves. His lips parted but perfectly light pink and plump, his hair disheveled but somehow perfectly placed, and his dark yet glowing eyes stared down into my timid ones. I quickly continued to wipe my face of any strawberry or banana mixture, and tried to avert my eyes from his. He was too beautiful to be in the presence of someone like myself.

“W-why are you looking at me like that?” I mentally face palmed myself. What a bold question to ask, when did I get so ballsy to even speak to a boy this gorgeous.

“I just-you’re really pretty.” I stood up almost butting heads with him, and fixed my clothes and picked up the smoothie glass which was thankfully not broken.

“I-I uh have to go return this.” I said referring to the glass. Again, mentally face palming myself.

“I’m sorry if I scared you off right now I just think-“

“No no, your compliment is appreciated trust me.” I smiled kindly, and he smiled back to with the most white and bright smile a boy has ever flashed.

“Well then I’m sorry for knocking you over so hard, if you want to, I can make it up to you by taking you out tonight to walk around the ship?”

I thought hard about it. He seemed like a genuine guy, but so did he. I bit my lip before answering, and slowly nodded my head yes. From behind us, we could hear fast footsteps approaching and once I put two and two together I realized it was his brother still determined to win the race. The boy quickly grabbed all of his stuff before running up to me close to my face with another smile.

“And I’m Ethan by the way.”

“Y/N.” I whispered, getting lost again in those damn eyes.

He ran off and his brother ran past me just missing me by a completely of centimeters, and I continued to watch Ethan run to the end of the hall where their room was, he obviously won. I only turned around to walk toward the dining area. My heart was racing and pounding, my hands sweating, and my breath hitching in my throat. But I hadn’t felt this good in what felt like a lifetime.


Hope you guys enjoyed my first story on this blog! Part 2 will be up this week :)

Aldo The Teddy Bear

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: none

Words: 2185

You rolled over violently and looked at Jensen, his snoring keeping you awake as he laid there. You furrowed your eyebrows, grabbing for your pillow with thoughts about smacking him with it filling you up with enough peace to put you back to sleep. But as you gripped the corner of your pillow, another thought came to mind. Releasing the pillow, you spun around and grabbed your phone off the nightstand and pulling the charger out of it. Bringing up the camera, you began recording, putting you on the screen with a snoring Jensen just behind you.

You stared at Jensen on the phone for a solid ten seconds before releasing a sigh. “I love you, Jensen. Even if your loud snoring keeps me up at night, I’ll still love you. I’d rather be dead tired than to not sleep next to you. Love you, baby.” You turned around and kissed his cheek with a loud mwah before turning back to your phone and stopped the recording. You snuggled back into bed and forced Jensen’s arm around you, smiling widely as you closed your eyes and tried to fall asleep despite the snoring in your ear.

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