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So I was laying in bed with my boyfriend and I was wearing a small T that kept riding up and my pooch was hanging out, and I know I’m not chubby or anything but I do got a little something especially when I’m laying on my side like that, and I kept pulling my shirt down like over and over again because it is something I’ve been self conscious about in the last year or so thanks to the freshman 15, and my boyfriend was like “why do you keep doing that, who cares if your stomach hangs out” and then he proceeded to lift his shirt and let his tum hang out and then we just laid there laughing with our stomachs hanging out pressed up against eachother and oh boy I love this man so much

anonymous asked:

About the reporter, David said that she will do more than her job and "fall in love" with Oliver. Well, she obviously crooked, but "falling in love" with Oliver? No thanks. We already have that stupid detective "falling in love" with Felicity. I really hope Olicity don't "fall in love" with the random people they're dating. That would ruin Olicity.

Anonymous said:Ugh… I HATE this! Why do we have to watch the reporter “fall in love” with Oliver and watch the detective “fall in love” with Felicity? Literally NO ONE wants that! This absolute trash. Looks like I’ll be erasing S5 from my memory. This is just ugly.

Reply: 

Why do we have to watch Oliver walk around with his shirt on in every episode, Nonnie??? And pants for that matter. What, has the guy got some kind of clothes fetish going on that he needs to be in them 24/7? It’s just not right, I tell you. There must be some kind of petition we can sign to right this injustice. Why can’t Arrow be set in a nudist colony??

I mean, they’d save so much money on their wardrobe budget… mind you, there would probably be a significant increase in time and money spent oiling every one up every day, but personally, I think it’s worth it. Call me slutty crazy.

And other Nonnie… if all it takes for a person to love you is you loving them first, we’d never have the term ‘unrequited love’… or, indeed, ‘stalker’.  

Thoughts for thinking… or ignoring. 

Your choice. :D 

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PART 2 OF 2

Oh, did you think you were going to have to wait ages and ages before Part 2? Don’t worry fam, I gotchu.  ;)

Forgive me if the dialogue is overly cheesy, I’m not really a writer.  ^^;

(Headcanon: Nino loves Alya’s floofy hair, and will often subconsciously pet it or find himself running his fingers through it, especially while cuddling or when offering comfort)

P.S. WHY did I decide to make Alya’s shirt plaid, AUGH!!  Such a pain to draw!

PLEASE DO NOT REPOST WITHOUT MY PERMISSION OR TINY PUPPIES WILL GET SAD

PART 1

  • (Scene: Keith and Lance are in the training room taking a break after a sparring match. They have been dating for one week)
  • Keith, internally: Okay Keith, you can do this. Just compliment Lance. You’ve already swapped spit with him, this shouldn’t be too hard.
  • Keith, externally: Hey, Lance.
  • (Lance glances over as he wipes sweat off his face with the bottom of his shirt, exposing his abs)
  • Lance: What's up, Keith?
  • Keith, internally: FUCK, I'M SO GAY.
  • Keith, externally: Um... You- You fight good.
  • Keith, internally: Nailed it.
  • Lance, internally: Was... that a compliment? A terrible, awful, Keith-version of a compliment? Oh, wow. ... Get a grip, Lance! This is no time for blushing, he's waiting for a response!
  • Lance, externally: (Leans over and punches Keith in the arm) Thanks, buddy!

“You can never love someone too much,” she argued, crossing her arms defiantly.

“Yes you can,” he snapped, but upon seeing her hurt expression, sighed, and grudgingly began to explain.

“My mom adored my dad, still does to this day, but the bastard fell in love with someone else. I would watch her do the laundry as a kid and she would just sit and stare for hours at the red lipstick on the collars of his shirts, surrounded by the smell of cheap perfume she would never wear. When he got home, she acted as if nothing was wrong, as if she wasn’t sobbing just hours before. She pretended to believe that he was on business calls at three a.m. She pretended that he loved her, and when I asked why, all she said was that sometimes you have to sacrifice things for love, even your own sanity. After that, I was in a state of disbelief. It’s complete and utter madness, the fact that love can make you lose yourself.“

—  n.g. // excerpt from a book i’ll never write #15

okay so if you assume that in this being-tempted-by-evil wonder woman fantasy, she has arranged her hunks by bangability (and why wouldn’t she), do you think they’re in ascending or descending order? i’m assuming ascending, but you’d think she’d want the most bangable hunk to be closest to her throne. but i can’t conceive of a world where wonder woman considers aquaman to be the most bangable dude in the league. honestly even the fact that he is in fourth comes as some surprise to me. she hasn’t even replaced his axe hand with something useful, like a bottle opener. i feel like if you told aquaman about this he’d be really flattered just to have shown up. but the best part is that i’m p sure she’s officially trying to bang nemesis at this point, and regardless of what order this lineup is in, he is not in first. i’m pretty sure he’s in third. she literally just started dating the dude but if batman suggested he’d be dtf she’d drop nemesis like a hot potato. even in diana’s darkest fantasies bruce won’t take his fucking mask off and he looks like he just realized he forgot to set his tivo. diana cannot imagine anything hotter than dudes in scalemail armwarmers. that is her true dark secret.

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Reasons why I really appreciate this:

  • First off, thank you for including my smol son in this Yugioh Rock Band AU!!!! yes!!!!
  • Look at him being a DJ, he’s so excited!! i bet he’s doing such a good job, you go lil Yugi.
  • RIPPED JEANS OMG LOOK AT THIS LITTLE PUNK
  • Those gold converse shoes and his pimped out fingerless gloves and the ankle buckles and jewelry. like he is more decked out that Yami, I love it.
  • that pose, he’s totally multitasking with all the different equipment. My son is so talented, I’m so proud.
  • THAT CUT  OUT SHIRT OH MY GO D  YUGI

Sometimes I forget that Yugi is the one who picks out all the leather bondage slave outfits and that Atem canonically doesn’t like his taste, but look at him going for it anyway. You go Yugi, you follow your dreams. And your strange, strange fashion sense.

Little Things They Do To Turn You On
Seokjin

- Jut his lower lip out because he knows you love his lips
- Smirk a shit ton
- Come up behind you and start brushing his fingers just under the bottom of your shirt

Yoongi

- Why even be discreet about it
- When he can literally just tell you “I’m horny”
- He’ll get you under him in half the time so I mean

Hoseok

- Literally just dance. That’s all he needs to do
- Lick his lips c o n s t a n t l y
- Stare at you with pure lust

Namjoon

- Bite his lip like 17 times in a five minute time span
- Purposely call you by the pet names you love more than usual
- Kiss your neck (he’s shameless y'all)

Jimin

- “Come watch me practice the new choreo, babe, it’ll be fun” *literally turns into Channing Tatum from Magic Mike*
- Shamelessly saunter around with no shirt on
- Look you up and down every five seconds and then smile cockily when you call him out

Taehyung

- Oral fixation: Activated (licking, biting, doing anything involving his mouth while probably staring you directly in the eye)
- Probably just gonna grab your butt in front of everyone because it’s Taehyung, does he care? Absolutely not.
- Dirty talk (prepare your ears, my friend)

Jungkook

- His stage persona is gonna come out and it’s gonna be smirking g a l o r e
- He’ll look you up and down, meet your eyes then bite his lip
- Prepare for teasing because he will discreetly brush up on you every other minute but then pretend nothing happened, what a little shi-

“Ship why do you wear an Eye of Providence necklace?”

WELL. As we determined last year, kids fucking love the Illuminati. Turns out that wearing an all-seeing eye necklace grabs their attention a hell of a lot better than any variation of “Hi kids! Welcome to camp!” As soon as they notice it, I tuck it into my shirt and pretend I don’t know what they’re talking about. Then their eyes are on me for the rest of week because they’re hoping I’ll slip up and reveal dangerous Illuminati secrets.

Dating Sehun
  • Can I just start with saying how perverted Sehun is?
  • He would touch your butt whenever he can. While you cook, while you do the laundry, while you go for a walk at the park AT THE PARK JESUS etc
  • He would love to kiss you like everywhere. Cheek, forehead, shoulder, neck…
  • This guy would love to kiss your neck and give you hickeys. He would want everybody to know that you are his.
  • He would probably try cooking for you and almost set the kitchen on fire. He would ask Kyungsoo or Chanyeol to help him. 
  • He would do lots of aegyo just for you  
  • ‘’I did aegyo for you now can you give me blowjob?’’ 
  • He would tease you A LOT
  • He would give you fashion advices
  • ‘’Why are you wearing that? It doesn’t match your white jeans, woman! Take it off!’’
  • He would get turned on while you’re taking your shirt off 
  • ‘’Okay just keep the shirt on or you’ll give me a boner.’’ 
  • You would help him choose his new hair color.
  • ‘’DYE IT BLONDE’’
  • He would check himself out whenever he sees a mirror so you just tease him 
  •  ‘’Stop that! You know that I look hot, you’re just jealous because you’re ugly.’’
  • ‘’No baby, you’re the most beautiful girl in the universe NOW WILL YOU STOP GIVING ME THE SILENT TREATMENT’’
  • You would give each other names
  • ‘’How is my snugglepuffbaby doing today?’’
  • ‘’How many times do I have to tell you woman, don’t call me snugglepuffbaby in front of the guys!’’ 
  • Him being sassy 7/24
  •  ‘’What do you mean that if I don’t stop sass you, you wont have sex with me for a month?’’ 
  • Netflix and chill
  • Okay so we all know that Sehun has a thing for legs so he wouldn’t be able to stop touching your legs either
  • .You making him dance to girl group songs
  • Tickle fights 
  • He would nag over everything 
  • He would probably eat the last cookie to make you angry 
  • ‘’Let’s shower together to save some water!’’
  •  ‘’You know, when we get into shower together, the last thing we do is shower…’’
  • Him being a total lover boy when you two are alone ‘
  • ’I know that I don’t say this everyday but I’m glad that you’re my girlfriend and I love you.’’
  •  One of the members would catch you two at this moment and film it
  • ‘’HYUNG DELETE THAT SHE MADE ME SAY IT’’
  • Sehun loves attention so he would always want your attention
  • ‘’Sehun can you move your ass away from the screen? I can’t see anything.’’ 
  • ‘’Then stop staring at Johnny Depp and look at me.’’
  • ‘’Sehun I sometimes think that you love bubble tea more than me.’’
  •  ‘’Pfff, you’re ridiculous * whispers while touching the bubble tea bottle * of course I love you more baby, you’re my life.’’
  • He would get jealous over you spending time with his band members 
  • ‘’Yah, hyung don’t sit close to her , she’s sick but since my immune system is stronger than yours I can sit next to her.’’
  •  Holding hands everywhere 
  • This guy would love to bite your lower lip when you kiss okay also he would have some weird kinks
  • Yes, he would like to touch your butt as I said but what about his butt? 
  • Sex in public places because Sehun would think it’s exciting. 
  • You would wear his clothes 
  • ‘’Is that my shirt?’’‘
  • ’Should I take it off?’’
  • “I will for you”
  • Sehun would love you with all of his heart and he would just want your happiness #couplegoals

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Mulan Starters:
  • “You’re a spineless, pale, pathetic lot, and you haven’t got a clue."
  • “How ‘bout a girl who’s got a brain? Who always speaks her mind…?”
  • “My little baby, off to destroy people.”
  • “Dishonour! Dishonour on your whole family!”
  • “What do you mean you’re not lucky? You lied to me?”
  • “Why is my reflection someone I don’t know?”
  • “I’m gonna hit you so hard, it’ll make your ancestors dizzy.”
  • “No matter how the wind howls, the mountain cannot bow to it.”
  • “Yea, the only girl who’d love him is his mother.”
  • “Boy, was I a fool in school for cutting gym!”
  • “I’ll get that arrow, pretty boy, and I’ll do it with my shirt on.”
  • “I never want to see a naked man again.”
  • “Hey, don’t look at me, I ain’t biting no more butts!”
  • “Insubordinate ruffians! You owe me a new pair of slippers!”
  • “Ah, you ain’t worth my time, chicken boy.”
  • “I know my place! It is time you learned yours.”
  • “A life for a life. My debt is repaid.”
  • “Just because I look like a man doesn’t mean I have to smell like one.”
  • “How lucky can they be? They’re dead!”
  • “Who spit in her bean curd?”
  • “You missed! How could you miss? He was three feet from you!”

When luke wears plain white t shirts it makes me place him in the 50s as a greaser and he walks around the halls at school with a cigarette dangling off his lips, his jeans cuffed, a pair of dark sunglasses resting on his nose and a leather jacket and he has a thing for the cutest girl in school but he’ll never tell bc he’s supposed to be dark and mysterious and cool but one day after school he’ll see you walking alone and he offers you a ride and you hesitantly agree bc you know his reputation but his smile is so intriguing and his eyes are so blue and you find on the ride home that he’s actually really sweet and he’s funnier than you would have ever guessed and pretty soon the two of you walk the halls together, a cigarette still dangling off his lips and his jeans still cuffed, but his dark sunglasses have been packed away for now and his leather jacket is draped over your shoulders and he’s got his arm around you and everyone’s whispering about “the girl who finally cracked hemmings” but he doesn’t care but he’s finally got you, the cutest girl in school and he gets to hold your hand and steal kisses whenever he wants and then takes you home with him at the end of the day where things can get a little less pg and you or him couldn’t of asked for anything better

When a hot guy stretches and his shirt pulls up:

Hi everyone.
I thought I’d make a second post just so that everyone knows that there are styles of this shirt that go upto 5XL!
Keep in mind that some of the styles available do run large, even two sizes!
Body shaming isn’t cool for anyone, that’s why I’ve taken strict precautions to try and be as inclusive with sizing as possible. Thankfully, Teespring carry more larger sizes than their competitors, so I am able to get my body posi shirts out to more and more wonderful people!

Note: you may not see the sizing on the page when you click the link. You actually have to click RESERVE NOW (don’t worry, you’re not committing to buy by clicking it like that) and it will take you to a new page where you can select your style, size and preferred colour :)

I hope this clears things up, but if you have ANY questions, including sizing etc please message me :)

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I hope you enjoy the shirts!

Jessi
xo

Beg For It

Part 4 of Music Video 

// In which Justin truly takes control //

*Warning Mature Content*

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“That was so good,” Justin laughed between shaken gasps as he recovered from his high.

“Yeah,” I agreed.

“I love this,“ he said a moment later.

“Yeah,” I let out a deep sigh before sitting up on the bed.

“What are you doing?” Justin looked over at me. The bliss that ones captured his face turned to concerned as his broad sweating chest rose up and down from the bed. Justin’s blonde hair was tossed ferociously all over his head.

“I’m getting dressed,” I pulled on the underwear and the t shirt I came in.

“Why? You can stay the night?” he sat up and took my shirt from my hand.

“Actually I can’t. I having brunch with a friend,“ I snatched it back from his grip.

“That doesn’t matter. Please, just stay the night. I’ll cook in the morning and everything,” he gave me a hopeful smile.

“As good as burnt food sounds, I think I’m going to pass,” I shimmied my shorts onto my legs then reached for my phone to see all the messages I missed while I was fooling around with Justin.

“When people ask you about us what do you say?” Justin asked out of nowhere.

“What do you mean?”

“Like I don’t know, what are we? If we went somewhere and you knew someone there, how would you introduce me?” he didn’t make eye contact with me as he spoke.

“As my friend,” I stated, matter of factly.

“Just your friend?” He dug.

“My really good friend?“ I tried to laugh the awkwardness away. Knowing that Justin was lowkey feeling me was only making me want to be around him less. This was just topping the cake.

“And how many really good friends like me do you have?” He asked trying to sound nonchalant, wanting to know how many other people I was fucking.

“Why does it matter?” I snapped.

“Just wondering,” he mumbled while putting his shirt on as well.

“Well you can quit,” I pulled on my shoes.

“I just wanted to know if we’re good,” Justin placed a hand on my waist.

“I’m good. We’re just friends who, occasionally fuck. There’s nothing wrong with it,“ I spoke with a hot little attitude.

“Right,” Justin pulled his hand off of me.

“Oh,” I feigned surprise.

"Oh what?” he asked.

“I think I know what this is about, Justin,” I faked a smile before continuing. “You don’t need to worry about me. I’m not high maintenance like the other girls you fuck around with. I don’t want anything from you but a good time,” I pushed him down on the bed and straddled him. I was hoping he would catch my hint without me having to flat out tell him that I didn’t feel the same way.

“So you aren’t getting attached?” Justin asked while rubbing my hips. He looked anxious waiting for my answer although he did hide it well.

“I understand the boundaries and I do not plan to cross them,” I hummed before engaging him in a provocative kiss. Our lips continued to be pressed together until I felt him getting hard again. I laughed and pressed my hand against his stirring dick once before removing myself from the heated embrace.

“When can we hang out again?” Justin groaned, knowing that he wasn’t getting anymore pleasing right now.

“You mean fuck?” I giggled.

“Yes,” Justin shuttered back a bit.

“Well, my schedule is booked up for the next week and a half so…” I lightly brushed off our next meeting.

“Oh, okay. Am I going to see you at Drake’s release party next Friday?” Justin asked about our mutual friend and colleagues’ album drop.

“Yeah, I’ll be there,” I nodded. I would never miss one of Drake’s parties, they were always my
favorite.

“Let me walk you out then,” Justin handed me my purse and led me out the front door.

“Hit me up if you find free time?” Justin opened the door to my Mercedes.  

“Sure,” I climbed into the car, shut the door behind me, and got the hell out of here.

“Kenny,” I spoke as soon as Kendall picked up the phone.

“Hey Y/N whats up?” She answered six rings later.  

“He likes me so much,” I groaned.

“Give me the details.“

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Justin’s Point of View

“Okay so like can you just asks if she likes me?” I begged Kendall as I glanced over at Y/N who was sipping on her glass of champagne.

She looked beautiful as ever, in a nude skin tight dressed. All night, Y/N has been socializing with person to person yet, hasn’t spoken to me yet. Ever since the Pour It Up music video, she has been the talk of the industry. It was hard to believe that while everyone wanted her, I was the one that actually got her.

“I don’t think she’s really in the mood to be bothered with you,” Kendall spoke as she swayed to the beat of the blasting music.

“She won’t be bothered if she likes me back too,“ I reasoned.

“What is this? Elementary school? If you like her so bad then ask her on a date,” Kendall wasn’t having my shit either apparently.

“I will as soon as I know she’s interes- She’s moving go go ask her,” I shoved Kendall towards Y/N who was walking over to the bar.

Kendall flicked me off before going off to greet her friend. They hugged then Kendall said something that made a laugh brighten up Y/N’s face. Suddenly, they were both looking at me. I quickly turned to talk to who ever was closest to me at that moment and it just so happened to be Khalil.

“Yo, Y/N has been looking over here all night,” Khalil nodded over at Y/N who sent a smile back.

“Really bro?” I played it off cool.

“Yeah, like damn she’s so fine,” Khalil laughed before taking a sip of his drink.

“Hmm,“ I didn’t want to burst Khalil’s bubble.

“We actually went out to breakfast a couple of weeks ago,” Khalil didn’t noticed my dryness.

“Excuse me,” I stopped looking at Y/N to look at Khalil that just had to be lying.

“Yeah, it was last last Wednesday I think. We had a good time though. I’m trying to ask her out again since its been a minute,” Khalil shrugged while I tried to fix the puzzle together in my head. If I thought back correctly, then that means the real reason Y/N wouldn’t spend the night the last time we were together was because she was going out on a date with my friend the very next morning.

“Did you two…” My voice trailed thinking that if I didn’t ask the question, I wouldn’t hear the answer I didn’t want to hear.

“Fuck? Nah. At least not yet, it did get a little heated after breakfast though if you know what I mean. But like she’s your friend so put in a good word for me, yeah?” Khalil gave me a hard pat on my back before turing around to talk to Kylie. I rolled my eyes as I took a sip of my drink, looking at Y/N in a whole new light. Y/N couldn’t possibly have actual feelings for Khalil after a date. Granted, I’ve never taken her out but, I still have more of a chance with her than he does. The fact that Khalil thought he was going to be with Y/N in the same ways that I’m with her made my blood boil. She was mine and only mine.

“Who you looking at?” Za came up to me a moment later after I downed my tequila. I nodded at Y/N who laughed loudly with Kendall.

“Damn, Y/N stays thicc,” Za held up his glass as to toast to Y/N’s holy body.

“Not you too,” I groaned. Damn, the moment I’m actually into a girl, all my friends notice her as well.

“What’s wrong Bieber? You feeling Y/N or something?” Za teased me.

“No, she’s just my good friend,” I mocked Y/N’s words.

“Ya’ll fucking?” Za guessed correctly straight off the back.

“No,“ he gave me a boy please face, already detecting my lie. "Fuck, I mean yes but it’s more than that?”

“Hey guys,” suddenly Y/N came over with a cocky smile present on her face as she hugged each of us. Her embraced lasted a beat longer with me compared to the rest of the guys.

“You look really good tonight,” Khalil complimented, coming out of fucking no where. His little comment brightened up her entire face, making her laugh and spin so that we could admire her entire outfit that hugged her just right. Za smiled at me causing me to I rolled my eyes at his teasing.

“Ya’ll look good too. I love this suit on you,” She reached out and pattern her hands against Khalil’s silver suit. A suit that I bought while shopping with him. I shook my head and grabbed another drink as Khalil and Y/N drooled over each other.

“Thank you. How about I get you a drink and we go dance?” Khalil asked, annoyingly.

“Yeah I’d love that. Surprise me with the drink,” Y/N called after Khalil who winked before heading off to retrieve the drinks. Y/N bluntly flirting with my friend made me want to gouge my eyes out. We set ground rules at the beginning of our friends with benefits relationship yet somehow, I didn’t make flirting with each other’s friends off limits. I goofed.
“Nice hair. Although there won’t be much for me to hang on to now, I still like it,” Y/N stated suggestively, once no one was paying attention to us.

“Thank you. You look ready good tonight,” I said a moment later, once my competition was gone.

“I know, babes, that’s why I wore this,” she posed dramatically.

“Well, you always dress so well for me,” I smirked and put an innocent hand on her waist.

“That’s cute that you think I dress up for you,” she used a baby voice on me.

“Tell me that you don’t,” I pulled her closer into me.

“I don’t,” she pulled my hand off of her.

“Which is why you strut around in this sexy ass dress and act like you aren’t coming home with me?” I pushed her straightened hair behind her ear with the bite of my lip. Y/N knew who she belonged to and it was me.

“Hm… I’m not sure what I’m doing after this. Maybe I’ll see what your friends are up to tonight. Maybe Maejor or Za? Better yet, I could be down for Khalil’s fine ass. You know I’ve always had a thing for light skins. We’ll just have to see where the night takes me,“ she shrugged with teasing grin on her face and a hand popped on her hip. Gaining control of my jealousy, I boosted my confident up a notch.

“It’s cute that you think I’m bothered,” I took another sip of my drink.

“What’s really cute is that you sent Kendall to ask about me because you’re so worried about what I’m doing,” she raised her eyebrow and took the glass of champagne from my hand to finished it off.

“I’m not worried about you,” I denied.

“Hmm, okay. We’ll see,” Y/N hummed before leaning into me and pressing her hand over my bulge. “Talk to you later,” She winked before talking Khalil’s hand and following him out onto the dance floor.

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‘it’s funny that the girl on your lap swears that she’s the reason that you’re hard when i know the only thing you’re doing is hoping that i’ll let you meet me in the bathroom’ Y/N’s text read.

After watching Y/N grind on Khalil on the dance floor, I accepted the attention of one of the sluts that craved a star’s attention. I reread Y/N’s message and couldn’t help but laugh about the fact that she was obviously bothered about the blonde sitting in my lap. Of course this random hoe could never compare to Y/N but, I couldn’t let her know that.

’No. I think I might take her home instead’ I sent back, knowing it would piss Y/N off.

‘i guess i’ll just have one of your friends fuck me open tonight. i’m not wearing underwear. do you think that will turn them on?’ i choked out at her message.

“Fuck,” I mumbled out and before I could even start to type, the three dots symbol popped up under the last message.

‘god I’m dripping at the thought of leaving this party and being fucked into. i’m tempted to help myself out in the bathroom. I wish someone would join me. khalil hasn’t changed his number has he?’

‘Give me 5 mins to meet you in the bathroom,’ I typed quickly, giving into her game.

‘i’ll give you 3 minutes. tick tock babe’ I groaned at y/n’s challenge and patted at the girls hip’s signaling for her to get the hell off of me.

“What’s wrong baby? Want to take this somewhere else?” the nameless woman rasped into my ear and pressed her hand over my hard dick.

“I need to do something important,” I started walking to the closest bathroom sign in the corner of the room.

“I can handle an urgent, situation,” she grabbed onto my hand.

“Can you please go somewhere? There’s a million rappers in the building with just as much money as me, go fuck one of them,” I yanked my hand away from the desperate girl in search of the bathroom. I made it there quickly and blatantly walked in.

“What the fuck Justin?“ Kylie asked while applying another coat of lipstick in the mirror.

“Is Y/N in here?” I looked under the closed stalls hoping to recognize Y/N’s black heels.  

“No why,” Kylie tugged me up.

“She told me to meet her in the bathroom,” I explained quickly

“There’s like 2 other bathrooms in the building,” Kylie rolled her eyes.

“Shit, shit, shit,” I quickly left the ladies room in search of the the next bathroom but Y/N wasn’t in that one either. Just as I was going to walk into the last possible bathroom
Y/N could be in with seconds to spare, I was stopped by a legendary producer.

She was one of the many producers that worked on of the best songs from both Take Care and Views. I had been waiting months to have a conversation with this woman but the ONE time that I don’t have time for her, she decides to approach me. Unbelievable.

I carried on with the conversation with the woman but, a few moments later, I saw Y/N appear from behind the bathroom door. She looked down as she walked and proceed to bump into me lightly. To the unknowing eye, it looked like she was innocently off balance but, what really happened was that she slipped her lacy underwear into the pocket of my coat. I groaned eternally at the feeling of the soft sheer and lace against my calloused hands.

“So we’ll be in touch?” the producer interrupted my thoughts of Y/N walking around, dripping with no underwear on.

“Yes, ma'am,” I nodded and used my unoccupied hand to give a parting shake. She smiled before leaving towards the other music producers in attendance.

"Fuck,” I groaned before going back to the table that my friends seated at. Open arrival, I immediately noticed Y/N sat on Khalil’s lap. My jaw clenched in frustration as I proceeded to walk past the table and to the bar where I sat beside Kanye who was ranting to guy about poor bottle service. I nodded along when Kanye started going off to me but my mind was preoccupied.

‘if you got to me quick enough you wouldn’t be so frustrated. it’s okay though because it’s really sexy when you’re mad’ another text came through. Tired of Y/N’s shit, I moved from the bar and stalked angrily back to the table.

“I need to talk to you,” I glared at Y/N.

“I’m busy,” She took a sip of her frozen drink, without even looking at me.

“Let’s go,” I grabbed her hand.

“I’m not going anywhere,” she rolled her eyes.

“I’m going to go get my car and you better be at the back entrance when I come back. Do you understand me?” I rasped in her ear with a change of tone. I was tired of having her play around, it was time for me to take control of the situation. Noticing my lack of patience, Y/N said nothing as she nodded her head.

“Then tell our friends bye and meet me at the fucking car,” I cussed before leaving the building and instructed the valet to bring my car back. Sure enough, by the time the keys to my Lamborghini were given to me, Y/N joined me at the exit. I opened the car door for her and slammed it shut before getting in and taking off down the road.

“Y/N,” I called her name and took a glance over at her to see her staring at the expanse of dark road ahead of us. We had been driving for 5 minutes in silence, sexual tension swirling in the air.

“Yes, Justin?” Her voice slightly quivered. I felt her eyes looking me up and down, questioning my next move.

“I don’t like the way you’ve been acting. First you curb me all week and then you walk around the club playing with me when you have already given me blue balls. What’s even worse is that I found out you’ve been talking to one of my friends,” I listed my grievances to her. "Pay me back,” I grasped her thigh once before holding the wheel again. A heartbeat later, I flicked my eyes between Y/N and the road as she silently leaned over to me and started to unzip my pants.

I let out a soft sigh at the feeling of her take my hard dick out of it’s confines. The car jerked as she suddenly downed me completely in my mouth. A coarse of adrenaline ran through me as I realized how dangerous and provocative this is. Taking one hand off the wheel, I could easily grab a ponytail of her hair now that it was straightened. Moaning on my cock, Y/N bopped the length of my dick even farther down her tight, wet throat. I had to fight to keep my eyes open as I drove down the deserted Los Angeles streets. Seconds away from cumming, I pulled Y/N off of my dick before I would shoot my arousal down her throat.

After a moment of struggling, I managed to put my self back in my jeans. In the next moment, I had my hand trailing circles up and down Y/N’s smooth thigh. “Justin, please,” She whimpered. For the first time ever, Y/N was begging me to do something for her. With my newfound power, I merely smirked as a drew lines on her thick legs. Each time I drew closer to her center, I retreated my hand even farther than it originally was.

Tired of my teasing, Y/N desperately pulled my hand so that my finger were pressed to her wet clit. Laughing at her need, I pulled my hand from under her dress and up two fingers in front of her face for her to suck on. She quickly complied and made my fingers wet enough for them to fill her up. Instead of teasing, I gave her want she wanted. She panted beside me as I drew my fingers back and forth into her wet heat. I worked her open slowly until I pulled into my garage. I said nothing as I got out the car and walked into the house, not having to look back to know that Y/N was following inside.

“You hungry? Thirsty? I could go for a snack myself,” I hummed as I walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge.

“No. I’m fine, Justin,” Y/N sighed from the entrance of the kitchen as she waited for me to finish what was started. I wasn’t going to give her the satisfaction of her getting what she wants so soon.

“I have some apple juice. Or do you want a soda? I have Sprite Coke, and Fanta strawberry,” I looked through the refrigerator, ignoring Y/N’s need.

“I just want you to fuck me,” She stated blatantly as she began to undress herself. Her matching underwear set was undeniably sexy as she exposed herself to my eyes. The newly added barbells through her nipples, shined in the dully lit room. I looked her over slowly once more before going into my pantry.

“Aw, someone ate all Girl Scout Cookies. I really wanted some peanut butter patties,” I sighed in unhappiness.

“Fuck me, Justin,” Y/N said harshly as moved her bra straps out of place.

“Maybe if you ask nicely,” I scoffed, shoving a few Pringles into my mouth.

“I didn’t come here for snacks,” Y/N took a step towards me so that she could reach my aching bulge that I had been ignoring. I grasped her hand and used it to spend her around and trap her between my body and the cool kitchen counter. I kissed her soft lips then her neck before beginning to whisper in her ear.

“Don’t get besides yourself, Y/N. I’m doing what I want tonight and you’re going to take what I give you without complaints. In fact, you’re going to beg for it,” I said quickly, letting her in on what the night was going to bring.

“But-”

“But nothing baby girl. I’ll meet you in my bedroom. Be naked,” I nodded her away after giving my instructions. After replying to Za’s texts about whether or not I made home, I walked up to the bedroom to see Y/N obediently waiting for my presence.

“You look good like this,” I noted as I stepped to the edge of the beg, where she was kneeling.

“Make me feel as good as I look,” she challenged against my lips.

“Beg for it,” I told her, my teeth tugging at her plump bottom lip as my hands traveled up and down her sides. Noticing she didn’t say anything, I looked at her face to see a stubborn look that I was oh so familiar with.

“Oh so you aren’t going to say anything? You make think you have me figured out since, I let you take control but there’s a whole other side of me that you have never experienced. So, I’m going to ask you one more time. Beg for it,” My hands roughly grasped her ass as I waited to hear what I wanted. Receiving nothing from Y/N, yet again, I ruthlessly wanted to hear her praise. I turned around and pushed Y/N on all fours so that she couldn’t see what I was retrieving. I reached into my beside drawer with a devilish smile on my face before I pulling out one of many vibrators.

“Being stubborn isn’t cute,” I hummed as I turned it onto its highest setting. At the light buzz in the air, Y/N tensed under my hand, obviously recognizing the sound. Still not saying anything, I mercilessly placed the end of the vibe against her aching core. Not expecting the vibe to be so strong, Y/N shuddered out as I ran the little device down her slit to be pressed against her swollen clit. Once there, her whole body rocked as she tried to get both more and less of the vibrations. Obviously torn between overstimulation and pleasure, she shook as she moved against it.

Being so irresistibly hot, I turned Y/N and laid her on her back as I watched her struggle beneath me. Her straightened hair frizzed against my pillow and her dark skin glistened as her pleasure continued to build up. I leaned up against her and sucked on her pierced nippled as I worked the little toy against her. Wanting a proper taste, I lowered myself and licked up all the arousal she was producing because of my actions. At the feeling of my flat tongue swipe up to meet the vibrator against her clit, I heard something come out of her beautifully gifted lips.

“What was that?” I asked as I put my two fingers in her again. She shook her head no, concentrating on not giving me the satisfaction of her pleasure. Enjoying how much Y/N was testing both me and her, I shrugged my shoulders in disregard before leaning down again.

There was no mistaking the way she muttered out a ‘please’ between her clenched teeth as my tongue drew circles in her opening, I laughed against her before imbedding my whole tongue into her wet heat while rubbing the vibe from side to side against her clit. A movement later, Y/N gave up on the pride she was desperately hanging onto and threw her hand into my shortly cute hair. She held onto whatever she could grab of me as I lapped circles in her.

“Justin please. I’m gonna- Justin,” she couldn’t form complete sentences as she convulsed around my tongue. I quickly removed myself from her before she could tip over the edge. I watched her flushed face turn from bliss to annoyance as she realized I was holding off on her orgasm.

“Ask again,” I teased as I made light circles in her wetness.

“Please, Justin,” She glared at me, looking unimpressed at my antics.

“Oh you can do better than that, babe. Beg like you mean it,” I instructed as I kneeled on the bed to pulled my shirt off and undo the zipper of my pants. I waited expectantly as I slowing downed my Calvin Kleins, my hard dick smacking my abs in freedom.

“Justin, please,” She started again as she stared at my cock that was aching for her as bad as she was aching for me. Her face softened up as she gave up her need for control. “Touch me. I need you fuck me please. You’re always so big inside me. I need you in me,” She whined while grasping her breasts in dainty hands for temporary pleasure. I hummed in respond to her pleas as I jacked myself off, subduing my need for her. Tired of my hands, I crawled back up her heated body and pressed myself against her entrance.

“Please, Justin. Fuck me,” She panted out as I eased myself into her wetness. I paused once I filled her to the hilt. I looked down admiring the sight of her bliss. Fuck, she was so beautiful laid out and begging for me, wanting me, needing me.

No longer wanting to deprive both of us, I slowly pulled out before slamming back into her. At the puff of air that escaped her raw bitten lips I smiled and continued my intrusion. Her arms latched around my neck, pulling my lips against hers as I thrusted into her body. Her lips attacked mine, giving herself that little amount of control over what was happening.

At one of my heavier thrusts her lips slipped away from mine and bit into my shoulder. Little tuts of air radiated against my skin as I drilled into her quickly. Feeling my orgasm at the brink, I pulled out, giving myself a chance to regroup.

“Please Justin,” She asked again. Nothing was hotter than seeing someone so powerful and confident so submissive to my touch. High on dominance, I teased the head of my cock against her drenched slit. Her arousal dripping down her core and unto the sheets as I rallied her up on the feeling. Unable to hold back any longer, I slammed back into her.

Instead of the fast pace that she probably expected, I slowed down my movements and ground into her languidly, the way that I knew would make her feel the best. Moans like I’ve never heard before left the both of us as I created the perfect rhythm. I hissed as I felt her clench around me as her sharp nails ran down my back. My body tensed up as I continued to roll into her. I grasped onto her breast and fucked into her with hard thrusts as she convulsed around me, my name being screamed from her lips. With two more heavy thrusts, I was done for as well. The coil in my stomach heightened before I released my cum into her stirring body.

Too tired to do anything other than pull out and fall in post orgasmic mindset, I looked up at the ceiling and watched the fan spin above our jaded bodies. I wanted and waited for Y/N to remove herself from the bed to get dressed and leave like she always did but, it didn’t happen this time. Even after she regained her breath, she laid their beside me in silence. I looked over at her out of curiosity to see her dozing off, her manicure nails clenching to the duvet while her hair was wildly laid out on the pillow. She looked beautiful as ever as I watched her give in to her fatigue. Unable to stop myself, I wrapped my arm around her and pulled into me, wanting nothing more than to hold her through the night. I wanted her to hold her. I wanted to kiss her. I wanted all of her for forever.

First time drawing him
 *draws him 27 times in a row with expression cycling* *combusts*