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-> (Suguru Niragi Sister)
Intimate mornings @werelosingdaylight
Reunion @luvxkdrama
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Jack of Heart @saskiahaggens
-> (Blind!Reader)
Antidote @archieimagines
Dazed and confused @riseatlantisss
Safe and warm @riseatlantisss
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-> (Sick!Reader)
All over again @writing-fanics
Only @heart4kuina
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Burden @nozomi-akamivt
[Not named] @nineteenninety-six
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-> (NSFW)
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Jealousy jealousy @halbravd
-> (Mention NSFW)
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-> (Aguni x Reader)
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-> (Aguni x Reader)
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-> (Kyuuma x Reader)
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Could you maybe write y/n comforting Chishiya after a nightmare where he looses her? I feel like he's biggest and only fear will be to loose her
Summary: Comforting Chishiya after he wakes up from a nightmare.
Pairing: Chishiya x gn!reader
Genre: Fluff , Light angst
Warnings: mentions of death & blood!
Word Count: 734
a/n: no need to apologize, I love doing requests! hope this slightly fits your expectations π <3
There you were. Just inches away from him with your back turned, unable to see the look in his eyes as he got used to his fuzzy surroundings.
"y/n?" Chishiya whispered, bringing his arm out to turn you from your shoulder.
"Oh, Chishiya! Did you finish the game yet?" Your voice was distorted and faded as you talked.
"What game?" He shook his head, noticing the color of your hair but unable to see the color of your lips.
"You didn't finish it?" Your voice was suddenly sad, your facial expression showing nothing more than terrified.
"No?" He furrowed his brows, confused where any of this was coming from.
He could tell how scared you were without you being able to speak. He couldn't open his mouth to ask if everything was okay, or what was wrong.
All he saw was that red laser that he's become far too familiar with the sound of.
Through your skull.
And now, on the floor--bleeding.
Chishiya shocked himself awake, breathing heavily as sweat stuck to his forehead and his entire body heating up under the large comforter.
His breathing was loud and erratic as he tried to calm himself, looking over to see the back of your head but far too afraid to reach out to see if you were awake.
You stirred in your sleep at the sudden movement, turning your head and peaking an eye open.
"Chishiya?" You mumbled through a husky tone.
"Hm?" He hummed, watching your face with an expression you've never seen before.
You could tell he tried his hardest to appear nonchalant, but no amount of masking could hide the scared look in his eyes.
"You okay?" You asked, bringing a hand to swipe away the hair that stuck to his forehead due to the sweat.
"No," He mumbled, barely above a whisper as he looked at you.
"Nightmare?" You asked, keeping your voice low as if another octave would scare him away.
"Something like that.." He nodded, turning on his side with an attempt to be closer to you, which didn't go unnoticed.
"What was it?" You whispered, bringing yourself closer to him to brush your nose against his own.
Your fingers traced light circles on his cheek, grazing your cold toes against his warm body. He leaned into your touch, bringing a hand to hold onto your waist.
"You died, and I think it was because of me." His voice was soft and cold as he let the words fall from his mouth.
His grip tightened on you as he shut his eyes, trying to lose the images of the dream in his running thoughts.
"Well, I'm not dead, I promise you that." You chuckled, drifting your face closer to his to lightly graze your lips against his.
"'M very real..." You smiled widely, mimicking his actions to shut your eyes as well.
Chishiya couldn't help but let a faint laugh from his chapped lips, looking down at you as you clearly tried not to fall asleep with closed eyes.
Silence filled the cold room as your fingers continued their movements of soft circles grazing his skin. Your legs warming against his and your mind wandering with the inability to sleep.
"Chishiya." You spoke once more.
"Hm?" He hummed, opening his eyes to fully take in your tired, yet peaceful state.
"Don't ever blame yourself, if I die." You shook your head, bringing your hand down to bury itself in the hair that rested on the nape of his neck.
He stayed silent with a shaky breath, not knowing how to reply. He couldn't promise, because he knew he would. No matter what, he would find a way to tell himself he could've done better.
"I won't have to, because you won't die." It was as if his words were more to himself than to you, his hand falling to your back to pull you flushed against him.
"Okay." Was all you muttered before kissing down his cheek, resting your head underneath his.
He held you close, his arms tightening against you as the nightmare invaded his mind. It was as if he was stuck in a loop, thinking about the feeling he had when he heard that sound so vividly.
He had to stop thinking about it. You were right there with him. Not dead, not on the ground covered in blood, but with him and nowhere else.
Hiii, if you're willing to, could I request a chishiya x reader where reader gets seriously injured and knocked unconscious during a game and chishiya carries you out of there and treat your wounds, and they only find out about it when they wake up and kuina tells them (+bonus points if they just assume someone else like ann or anyone else really was the responsible for letting you liveππ½) just had this thought and was like aaaaaππ½ππ½π€
Flesh Wound
Summary: Your body is aching all over when you wake up, but you have no idea who put the bandages on you.
Genre:Β fluff
Pairing:Β reader x chishiya
Words:Β 2k
Note:Β I got carried away aGAIN ; O; This is set during the five of spades game :>>
The wind blew against a lock of your hair softly. Chishiya leaned over the railing beside you, looking expressionless as always. Three stories below, you could see the Horse Mask empty another round of bullets into two poor soulsβthe girls who might have been friends. They stilled for a second, probably gauging their surroundings. Suddenly, they looked up, the front of their mask pointed directly towards you.
Chishiya swiftly grabbed your arm, pulling you down as he ducked. You shared a held breath, though you stubbornly peeked from behind the concrete. Horse Mask was unmoving, until they finally tore their gaze away and went back to loading their gun. After cocking it, they trudged slowly down the hallway.Β
βIt has a blind spot,β you told him. In response, he raised an eyebrow, tilting his head to the right a little. βIt didnβt see us, I think. Kept on going the same direction.β
βThatβll come in handy later. Iβm still figuring out where exactly the safe zone could be.β He leaned back against the concrete barrier, eyes scanning the night sky above you before landing on your own. You tensed up, but for a different reason this time.
Donβt let him intimidate you, Kuina had told you before you entered the game. This was the first time you and Chishiya went to a game together. Kuina usually went with you, and your trio was granted the same group each time. But ever since the tension with the militants grew, Hatter had to reshuffle the groupings in an attempt to quell Aguniβs temper.Β
You opened your mouth in response, words caught in your throat as you heard another bout of gunfire. Carefully, the two of you peeked over the rails again, eyes drawn to a scraggly mop of hair poking from behind one of the lower floors. You craned your neck, trying to get a glimpse of were Horse Mask might be.
Chishiya tapped your shoulder to gain your attention. βItβs below us. The noise came from our area.β
βWe need to move out then,β you muttered, getting ready to stand up. Chishiya stopped you with another tug on your arm. His eyebrows were furrowed a little, gaze transfixed on the spot Horse Mask shot at.
βItβs that room,β he nodded towards the bullethole-riddled door. The kid with messy hair dragged a man wearing a cap away from it, no doubt to seek a safe spot. βThe tagger wouldnβt have shot at them from far away if it wasnβt.β
Without a second thought, you leaned over the railings and shouted as loud as you can, βFourth floor, sixth door!β
Almost immediately, heavy boots smacked against the staircase on your far right. Shifting his hand to wrap around your wrist, Chishiya steered you toward the left-wing staircase. Your feet padded against the steps, heart beating rapidly. You let Chishiya lead you through turns and stairwells until you found yourselves back on the fourth floor.
You stopped momentarily, planting your hands on your knees to catch your breath. Chishiya panted next to you, though he tried to control his breathing more. In any situation, heβd never fail to keep up the mask of calmness.
βLetβs end this. Iβm so hungry,β you attempted to banter. Despite having played several games together, you still didnβt know where you stood with him. At times he would act uncharacteristicallyβ¦ nice. Getting you meals unprompted, bringing you back trinkets heβd find lying aroundβlike the hair tie that held your hair right now. And other times heβd be so withdrawn, going for days without a single conversation with you, as if heβs deliberately trying to ignore you.
Like now. He glanced at you blankly, eyes flicking for the briefest second towards your lips. Or maybe you imagined it?
βLetβs go.β Without another word, he peered around the corner before walking in like he owned the place. You were left to trail after him, anxiously glancing at the upper floors surrounding you. Sensing your nerves, Chishiya turned his head towards you. βWeβll hear the tagger coming because of his shoes. Donβt worry your pretty head too much about it.β
Oh! Pretty? Did he just call you pretty?Β
Thankfully, you were behind him, meaning youβd be able to hide your cheeks heating up. To distract yourself, you looked up only to find the same mop of messy hair and a cap trailing behind him. Chishiya spoke first before you could.Β
βYou figured it out too, huh?β He said, almost as a challenge.Β
The boy nodded at him, saying how he also noticed the taggerβs protectiveness over that one specific door. He watched the taller man grip the door knob. Chishiya leaned against the wall, voice cool as ever. βWhat puzzles me is why the tagger isnβt here yet.β
You perked up, and you could tell that the other two players were intrigued by this statement as well. For a moment, everyone was silent. You turned your head towards Chishiya. βThat meansβ¦β
βWe donβt have time,β he cut you off, eyes meeting yours. He flashed his phone, showing the timer counting down from three minutes. His gaze never left yours, a silent plead for you to keep quiet in the meantime. You glared back at him, having a bad feeling that this was one of his tricks again.
βArisu, heβs right. We need to finish this now.β The man in the cap whispered to who you now know as Arisu.Β
Arisu nodded back at him. He took a deep breath, then swung the door open. The four of you peered from the doorframe, scanning the inside of the apartment. Suddenly, gunfire started once again. This time, you felt a bullet graze your calf. All at once, everyone yelled, ducking into the safety of the apartment. You squeezed your eyes shut, letting yourself fall forward into the darkness.Β
When you opened your eyes, you were met with Chishiyaβs chest. His arms were wrapped tightly around your back, and you could hear him try to stifle his heavy breathing. Slowly, you tilted your head to meet his gaze. His eyes widened a little, realizing the position you were in. He quickly retracted his hold over you, as if you were hot metal.
With the moment broken, you rolled off him with a grimace. You muttered, βThanks forβArisu!β
Behind the apartment door, a second tagger emerged from the shadows, shotgun trained on the back of Arisu. He whipped his head back upon hearing you, dodging just in time as you pushed the gun out of line.Β
The tagger thrashed against you, bringing in a leg to kick at your stomach. With a step back, you managed to dodge them, taking the opening to knee them in the torso. Your fingers still wrapped around the barrel of the gun, struggling to point it towards the ground.
From behind you, Chishiya lunged at the tagger. The charge of his tazer broke through the air, the man driving its points deep into the taggerβs leg. The tagger let out a pained yell, their leg giving out. They managed to catch themselves on their other foot. With the sudden shift in position, the gun slipped from your grasp. The tagger brought their arm back, bringing the butt of the gun on the side of your forehead.
The room spun around you. It felt like your head was dunked inside a fish tank, with all the noise sounding so muffled. Through the bleariness of your vision, you saw another spark in the darkβprobably from Chishiyaβs tazer again. Before you fully blacked out, you could recall Chishiya calling after you.
ΛΛΒ°β’*ββ·
You woke up with a groan, not even bothering to sit up because of all the pain. There was a light throbbing in your head, and your legs felt incredibly sore. You squinted your eyes, letting them adjust to the light. When your vision cleared up, you recognized the room you were in to be yours.
There was a blanket covering you from the hips down.Β A wide bandage was wrapped over your head. Gauze was wrapped around your forearm, held in place by medical tape, a faint red mark seeping through the light fabric. You hadnβt even felt that injury from the game.
The game!
Does this mean you won? Is Chishiya okay? What happened to that Arisu kid and the man in the cap? Before you could stand up and get answers for yourself, a soft knock on your door echoed in your room.
βCome in,β you called out softly. Your voice was hoarse, and if you had spoken any louder, it would start up the headache again.Β
Kuina walked into the room, a bread basket slung on her arm. Chishiya shuffled in behind her, his gaze trained on the floor. They brought out some of the hotel chairs in your suite, sitting on either side of you. With a smile, Kuina proudly plopped the bread basket on the empty space of your bed.
βWhereβd you even get that?β you chuckled lightly.
βChishiya nabbed it on the way home,β she wiggled her eyebrows, a teasing smirk on her face. Across her, Chishiya scoffed, eyes not leaving the carpet. βHe was very worried you know. It was the first time I saw him shaking in his flip-flops.β
βSheβs pulling your leg. Not that itβs been injured already,β he replied curtly.Β
Through the pain, a smile made its way to your lips. With your uninjured arm, you gingerly ran your fingers across the basketweave. Your eyes found their way to Chishiya, his face framed by loose strands of hair.Β
βThank you, for getting me out and for the bread.β
βI didnβt say I got you out,β he narrowed your eyes at you, though a smirk quirked at the corner of his mouth.
βI know, but youβll never admit it anyway,β you grinned. Bringing your attention back to Kuina, you nudged the basket closer to her. βHere. I want you guys to have some too. Oh, and please bring some for Ann down in her dungeon as well.β
Kuina raised her eyebrows in confusion. βWhat for?β
βFor patching me up,β you shrugged, gesturing to your bandage-riddled body. Kuina still looked partly surprised, before a wave of realization washed over her.Β
βAhβ¦ I see.β She shot a knowing look toward Chishiya. It almost looked like he had a small pout. You could sense him starting to deflate a little in his seat, one of his knees starting to bounce repeatedly. βYou know what, Ann isnβt the only person in the medical field here.β
With a wink, she grabbed two muffins and waltzed towards the door. βIβll leave you two to talk. Iβll drop this off at Annβs too. To thank her for her βhelpβ.β She emphasized with air quotes.
With a soft click, the door shut, leaving the two of you in silence once more.
You broke the silence first this time.Β
βChishiya?β
He hummed in acknowledgment.
βWho treated my wounds?β
He stayed silent for a moment, too stubborn to meet your gaze. Finally, he let out a long sigh and still his knee. βI used to be a doctor in the other life.β
It was a non-admission, but an admission nonetheless. He had this way of things where heβd never say anything directly. He loved puzzles so much, that he became one. But you were getting used to his hints. And over time, you were learning how to piece together his thoughts.Β
ββShiya.β He finally looked at you. No oneβs called him that since his mom.Β
You shuffled to the side, patting the space you made. Hesitantly, he crawled beneath the covers with you. You laid down in now comfortable silence. Slowly, you placed your hand above his.Β
He tensed for a moment before turning his palm up and enveloping yours. Your thumb traced his knuckle.
βHow are you feeling?β
βBetter.β You turned your head to face him. βWay better.β
He thickly swallowed, turning his head to face you. In the softest voice, he said, βIβm happy you are.β
The throbbing in your head faded. With that one small sentence, you understood most of the things he wanted to say, bubbling just beneath the surface. Over time, heβd be able to fully let his walls down. You just needed to trust that he will.
That's my girl @werelosingdaylight
-> (Suguru Niragi Sister)
Intimate mornings @werelosingdaylight
Reunion @luvxkdrama
Let's play @haloshornsinkstains
Jack of Heart @saskiahaggens
-> (Blind!Reader)
Antidote @archieimagines
Dazed and confused @riseatlantisss
Safe and warm @riseatlantisss
Second, first meeting @buckyarchives
An apple a day @vvagustd
-> (Sick!Reader)
All over again @writing-fanics
Only @heart4kuina
Aboard @heart4kuina
Cookies @ang3liclov3ly
Change of hearts @sweetflanfiction
Burden @nozomi-akamivt
[Not named] @nineteenninety-six
Back to you @eufezco
Charisma @borderlinebox
The Flicker of a Candle, the Soaring of a Flame @engardeitsme
King of my heart @aliceinborderlandscrolls
Candy sushi @aliceinborderlandscrolls
How to make a chesire blush @aliceinborderlandscrolls
[Not named 2] @chichix
Yes, gently as always, softly caress my trembling cheek @thedivineflowers
-> (Younger Sibling!Reader)
You licked me!! @aliceinborderlandsquidgame
What's missing? @vin-taege
Banda x Reader
[Not named] @nineteenninety-six
Solitary confinement @iheartgeto
-> (NSFW)
Laughter @omniscient-wanderer-of-worlds
Follow me to Hell @nikky-the-writer
Game of trust @mikanotes
AiB x Reader
Love in a band aid box @halbravd
-> (Aib Boys)
Jealousy jealousy @halbravd
-> (Mention NSFW)
Regular at Karubeβs bar @archieimagines
You scared me @aliceinborderlandsquidgame
-> (Aguni x Reader)
Stop playing dumb @aliceinborderlandsquidgame
-> (Aguni x Reader)
Put some clothes on @aliceinborderlandscrolls
-> (Kyuuma x Reader)
Turn me up @riseatlantisss
-> (Rockstar!Kyuuma x Reader) NSFW
Notes: Very, extraordinarily late commission for @tickles-tea! I am truly grateful for your patience in this process, I know I have taken forever to get this out ;-; but, I am happy to say that the lack of ticklish!Chishiya content out there has finally been rectified. I hope you enjoy!
Summary: Chishiya goes up against a game that may prove to be more challenging than he can handle.
After months of enduring them, Chishiya had learned to never underestimate the games. Some held challenges that made this goal easy to obtain, but others held subtler difficulties that you had to dig under the surface for. A game of tag could become a game of life or death. A game of hopscotch could end with one of your legs sawn clean off if you had a simple misstep. One of the more memorable of these was the game of Truth or Dare, which had left Kuina and him unable to look each other in the eyes for weeks after. Doubting the games was always the first mistake.
So, when the bold-faced letters on the screen read off Simon Says, Chishiya braced himself for the worst.
βNervous?β Kuina asked as the two walked calmly down the hallway of the school building as directed. βThey didnβt give us much to go off of this timeβhard to make a plan under such circumstances.β
Their only instructions had been brief and clearβdo as Simon instructs. If you go against him, you gain a strike. Only three strikes before you face termination from the game. Each of them were assigned a different room down the stretching hall where they would be forced to face their trial by themselves. Depending on what awaited them, this could be a mercy or a death sentence.
Chishiya shrugged, stuffing his hands inside his pockets. He scanned the doors with his eyes as he spoke. βLike you said, thereβs nothing to prepare for. The best we can do is form a strategy once weβre in the room. For now, follow the instructions. Youβre already such a good listener, so I doubt itβll be hard for you.β
Kuinaβs eyes shifted quickly towards him and, after deciding that it was unclear whether this was a jab or a compliment, she grinned. βI could say the exact opposite for you, boss. This is your number. Good luck~β
The number thirty glared above him as it towered over the foreboding classroom. Kuina was already off, looking utterly unbothered to the casual observer. Chishiya, however, noticed the stiffness in her shoulders and wished her luck silently. She had proved herself to be a valuable asset. He would hate to lose her so early on.
The inside of the room was fairly plain. The classroom adornments had been modified so that a singular metal chair sat in the middle of the room. It faced a modified chalkboard that appeared to be more computer-like in design than its original purpose. Static buzzed absently across its screen, almost ominous in its innocence. The walls looked just like any classroom, but any and all furniture or equipment had been emptied out aside from those two objects.
Thus far, nothing too intimidating. Perhaps this game would serve as a break, a relief from the desperate ways they were now forced to live their lives. He didnβt truly believe it, but it was nice to indulge the fantasy for a moment.
He hesitated by the door until the screen clicked on suddenly. Across it were six bold letters, flickering from the shaky connection.
Simon Says sit in the chair.
Well. The command was easy enough. Chishiya carefully made his way over to the chair, keeping his eyes peeled for anything that would provide the gameβs added challenge. The game was a four of diamonds which meant that somehow intellect was going to come into this. It was possible this referred to Simonβs commands, but Chishiya wouldnβt put it past the game masters to try something more underhanded.
He settled into the chair, wincing at the uncomfortable feel of the metal. He gripped the armrests loosely, staring coolly at the screen for further instructions. He noticed that the words had colored a calming green as he listened to them.
There was a timer on the game phone shoved in his jacket pocket that slowly counted down the minutes until the gameβs end. A similar timer was placed at the bottom of the screen in front of him. Twenty minutes wasnβt so bad, in the grand scheme of things. Twenty minutes was a walk in the park compared to what he had endured in the past.
This time, a voice accompanied the command on the screen. βSimon Says hold the armrests of your chair.β
He did as directed, only to have straps emerge from the sides of the chair, closing tightly over his wrists. Similar cuffs grasped his ankles by the bottom of the chair as well. That canβt end well. He tried not to overthink the vulnerable position. The important thing was to be in control of himself. Panicking would only make things worse.
The words happily dinged green once more, bringing up a new command.
βSimon Says read the following paragraph clearly and concisely.β
Chishiya furrowed his brow. A paragraph appeared underneath the command, a poem from some old author in the same bright green. βReading?β Chishiya murmured out loud, staring at the screen. βIf this is the game, I have to admit Iβm a bit disappointed.β
βSimon Says read the following paragraph clearly and concisely.β
The words had transformed into a runny yellow, red creeping in at the sides. Evidently, running out the time was not allowed. He cleared his throat, narrating Emily Dickenson off the screen.
βBecause I could not stop for Death, he kindly stopped for me, the carriage heldββ
The rest of the paragraph got stuck in his throat as he experienced the first taste of what was meant to be the challenge of this game. Out of the seemingly smooth chair, two panels had emerged that opened and shifted to the side. Out of it came a set of mechanical hands that had touched down on his waist. He peered down at them with apprehension as they curved over the bone of his hips. Perhaps they were there to administer some kind of electric shock if he messed up?
Then, they began to move. With an almost tender gentleness, the fingers curled against his sides, wiggling gently against his shirt. Instinctively, he tensed, his fingers tightening around the armrests.
It tickled.
He was trapped in a death game and he was getting tickled.
Of everything they could have done, of course it would have been this. Chishiya pressed his lips together, doing his best to hold back his reactions. The yellow words were becoming redder by the minute, and the command rang out once more in that same dreadfully calm tone.
βSimon Says read the following paragraph clearly and concisely.β
The fingers crawled around to his front with an almost playful energy as they spidered over his stomach. He allowed himself to twitch and jerk in protest in order to focus his energy on executing the command as quickly as possible.
ββheld but just ourselves, and immortality.β He tried to ignore the quake in his words along with the smile tugging at his lips. It was helpful to remind himself that Kuina would never let it go if he had survived all this time only to die from something as childish as tickling. βWe slowly drove, he knew no h-haste, and I had to put away my labor and my leisure tooββ
Nerve endings sparked treacherously as he read on, slowly but surely making his way through the unbearably long paragraph. The fingers had honed in on his stomach, seeming to pick up on the increased struggling that the area caused. For now, they refused to reach under the hem of his shirt for bare skinβa small mercy in this moment. He had a feeling he wouldnβt last long if they decided to explore.
Chishiya reached the end of the poem after what seemed like an eternity but in reality, could not have been more than a minute according to the timer at the bottom of the screen. The moment the words became green, he let out a hissing laugh, squeezing his eyes shut. βShit. Shit.β
The game, apparently, did not feel that he needed a break in-between commands. The fingers continued to wiggle at an infuriatingly quick pace over his stomach. Despite this, their touch was gentle, a soft and relentless spidering that forced him to consider whether or not it was worth it to resist swatting those hands away.
βSimon Says solve this equation.β
A math problem spread across the screen, something long and complicated that involved far more letters than there ever really should be in math. A timer appeared at the bottom of the screen counting down from one minute. Chishiya was not bad at math. In fact, he quite enjoyed the simplicity of solving equations with reliable answersβit was something you could count on. He was finding his mental capacities a tad limited, however, under current circumstances.
His hands squeezed the arm rests tight as he forced himself to focus. A tight grin was pulled across his face, a mixture of mirth and irritation. Just donβt think about how much it tickles. His eyes scanned the screen as his stomach clenched with silent wheezes. Finallyβ¦
βS-Seven!"
The screen turned an annoyingly bright green, but Chishiya hardly cared as the hands had enacted a new strategy. They calmly pinched up his sides, not enough to hurt, just enough to pinpoint each nerve ending and send an electric bolt rushing down his spine. He choked on a strangled noise, squirming as much as he could in his position. They didnβt stop, either. He wouldβve jumped out of his chair if he couldβve as they reached their end destination under his arms. There, they paused and continued their gentle scribbling from earlier for a couple seconds too many before moving down to repeat the process once more.
He was giggling now, and found himself grateful that these challenges had been isolated at the very least. Having an audience to this gentle destruction would have been the final straw. Red crept up to his ears as it was, but the game was uncaring of any embarrassment he might have felt.
Chishiya worked his way through five more equations in what was technically only three minutes but felt like an eternity. Around question four, a new panel had opened in the chair allowing feathers to curl and flick over his neck. Somehow, this was almost worse than the tickling under his armsβannoying and ticklish. He scrunched against their gentle touch, squinting to try to focus on the numbers floating in his vision.
He yelped out the answer frantically as one of the feathers twirled innocently in his ear. βUndefinehehed!β
The screen transformed into a violent red. βSimon Says that is incorrectβstrike one."
Another few panels opened up and Chishiya lurched forward as hands gripped onto his knees, squeezing them in quick, repetitive motions. He hadnβt even realized the knees were a particularly ticklish area, at least not on himself. However, each squeeze was like electricity shooting up his legs and exploding out through his nervous system.
He was grateful, at the very least, that he didnβt need to stay quiet during this stage. He cackled wildly as the tickling overwhelmed his senses, twisting against the restraints. A quick glance up displayed that the screen had transformed to the same problem from before, only this time the red was creeping in at a much faster rate. He scanned the problem over and over again, attempting to figure out where he went wrong. It was only strike one, but he couldnβt afford to acquire any more.
βZero?β he hazarded, gritting the word out.
The screen flashed green, and he exhaled shakily. Thank god. The tickling wasnβt terribly intense considering all that he had been through, but it was much harder to tolerate when he knew that giving into it meant putting his life on the line.
The last ten minutes passed slower than seemed possible. The final stage was puzzles. Riddles, word problems, or sometimes physical puzzles on the screen where he had to dictate where each piece would go. Chishiya had often prided himself on his ability to stay cool under pressure, a fact that had been proven many times to him while surviving the games. But this was a new level of hell. Concentration was impossible under such circumstances, and he received another strike only a few minutes after the first one.
The hands were everywhere now. Metallic fingers spidered mercilessly over his soles as his feet twitched and jumped at each touch, unable to move far as their position pressed them right into the handsβ awaiting touch. There were two pairs of hands for his thighs and knees, three for his torso, and of course the feathers for his neck which surprisingly proved to be the most irritating out of all of everything. Chishiya had been tickled before, of course, but never like this. He wheezed and giggled and cursed as he read each riddle, forcing himself to choke the laughter back when he finally gave his answer. It was a terribly gentle hell, and Chishiya didnβt know if he was going to survive it.
Possibly the worst aspect of it all was that he might have enjoyed it if there were not the threat of death on the line. The thought surprised him when it occurred, but he couldnβt deny it even as it brought a flush to his cheeks. He couldnβt remember the last time he had smiled, really smiled, let alone laughed. Forgotten rushes of dopamine flooded his mind as his nerves thrilled at the touch even as they ran from it. Touch was such a simple pleasure, and yet, he hadnβt felt it in this gentle way in so long. He feltβ¦ giddy. Happy. Alive.
He almost wished the game would end and leave him there, just for a moment, to allow him to really indulge in the tickling and give himself over to it. There was something relieving about the notion of releasing the control he had been forced to hold onto so tightly all these past couple months.
These musings were tinged by a dark stain of anxiety and fear as to what giving up that control would mean, however. He ignored them for now in favor of the much more pressing goal of keeping himself alive.
He barely noticed when the time ran out, the phone in his pocket trilling merrily at his victory. The tickling ended all at once as hands retracted back into the metal chair, and he slumped backwards, his features still stuck in a grin. His skin tingled with phantom tickles, and he wrapped his arms around himself in an attempt to dampen the feeling. Triumph and disappointment raged inside him. He waited a moment to gather his breath and collect himself before walking over to the door.
Kuina was waiting for him outside. He tried to ignore the rush of relief her presence ignited inside himselfβshe had made it. She was leaning against a wall with her eyes closed. One peeked open at his approaching. She did not appear as frazzled as Chishiya felt, and he frowned, wondering if she had undergone a different trial in her room.
βYouβre alive,β she noted, unable to help her own slight smile. They didnβt talk about the risks that came with these games often, but there was unmistakable joy in their eyes whenever they saw each other again on the other side. They never said anything about it. It was better not to voice attachments in a place like this. βAs usual.β
βSo are you.β He was quickly arranging his features back into a cool mask, hoping he didnβt look as flushed as the warmth in his cheeks indicated. βWhat did they do to you?β
βWhat did they do to you?β
They were both silent, holding each otherβs gaze. Chishiya was the first to drop it, dodging past her toward the exit. βNothing worth remembering. Letβs head back, though. I think I deserve a nap after that.β
She watched him for a moment, but quickly shrugged, moving to follow him. He rubbed a finger over his palm as he walked, tracing the skin there with the tip of his nail. Sensation sparked gently at his touch, before falling flat a moment later as his body recognized his owner. He frowned, rubbing away the feeling and shoving his hands into his pockets.
He was looking forward to some rest. They had a long day ahead of them tomorrow.
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Flesh Wound
Summary: Your body is aching all over when you wake up, but you have no idea who put the bandages on you.
Genre:Β fluff
Pairing:Β reader x chishiya
Words:Β 2k
Note:Β I got carried away aGAIN ; O; This is set during the five of spades game :>>
The wind blew against a lock of your hair softly. Chishiya leaned over the railing beside you, looking expressionless as always. Three stories below, you could see the Horse Mask empty another round of bullets into two poor soulsβthe girls who might have been friends. They stilled for a second, probably gauging their surroundings. Suddenly, they looked up, the front of their mask pointed directly towards you.
Chishiya swiftly grabbed your arm, pulling you down as he ducked. You shared a held breath, though you stubbornly peeked from behind the concrete. Horse Mask was unmoving, until they finally tore their gaze away and went back to loading their gun. After cocking it, they trudged slowly down the hallway.Β
βIt has a blind spot,β you told him. In response, he raised an eyebrow, tilting his head to the right a little. βIt didnβt see us, I think. Kept on going the same direction.β
βThatβll come in handy later. Iβm still figuring out where exactly the safe zone could be.β He leaned back against the concrete barrier, eyes scanning the night sky above you before landing on your own. You tensed up, but for a different reason this time.
Donβt let him intimidate you, Kuina had told you before you entered the game. This was the first time you and Chishiya went to a game together. Kuina usually went with you, and your trio was granted the same group each time. But ever since the tension with the militants grew, Hatter had to reshuffle the groupings in an attempt to quell Aguniβs temper.Β
You opened your mouth in response, words caught in your throat as you heard another bout of gunfire. Carefully, the two of you peeked over the rails again, eyes drawn to a scraggly mop of hair poking from behind one of the lower floors. You craned your neck, trying to get a glimpse of were Horse Mask might be.
Chishiya tapped your shoulder to gain your attention. βItβs below us. The noise came from our area.β
βWe need to move out then,β you muttered, getting ready to stand up. Chishiya stopped you with another tug on your arm. His eyebrows were furrowed a little, gaze transfixed on the spot Horse Mask shot at.
βItβs that room,β he nodded towards the bullethole-riddled door. The kid with messy hair dragged a man wearing a cap away from it, no doubt to seek a safe spot. βThe tagger wouldnβt have shot at them from far away if it wasnβt.β
Without a second thought, you leaned over the railings and shouted as loud as you can, βFourth floor, sixth door!β
Almost immediately, heavy boots smacked against the staircase on your far right. Shifting his hand to wrap around your wrist, Chishiya steered you toward the left-wing staircase. Your feet padded against the steps, heart beating rapidly. You let Chishiya lead you through turns and stairwells until you found yourselves back on the fourth floor.
You stopped momentarily, planting your hands on your knees to catch your breath. Chishiya panted next to you, though he tried to control his breathing more. In any situation, heβd never fail to keep up the mask of calmness.
βLetβs end this. Iβm so hungry,β you attempted to banter. Despite having played several games together, you still didnβt know where you stood with him. At times he would act uncharacteristicallyβ¦ nice. Getting you meals unprompted, bringing you back trinkets heβd find lying aroundβlike the hair tie that held your hair right now. And other times heβd be so withdrawn, going for days without a single conversation with you, as if heβs deliberately trying to ignore you.
Like now. He glanced at you blankly, eyes flicking for the briefest second towards your lips. Or maybe you imagined it?
βLetβs go.β Without another word, he peered around the corner before walking in like he owned the place. You were left to trail after him, anxiously glancing at the upper floors surrounding you. Sensing your nerves, Chishiya turned his head towards you. βWeβll hear the tagger coming because of his shoes. Donβt worry your pretty head too much about it.β
Oh! Pretty? Did he just call you pretty?Β
Thankfully, you were behind him, meaning youβd be able to hide your cheeks heating up. To distract yourself, you looked up only to find the same mop of messy hair and a cap trailing behind him. Chishiya spoke first before you could.Β
βYou figured it out too, huh?β He said, almost as a challenge.Β
The boy nodded at him, saying how he also noticed the taggerβs protectiveness over that one specific door. He watched the taller man grip the door knob. Chishiya leaned against the wall, voice cool as ever. βWhat puzzles me is why the tagger isnβt here yet.β
You perked up, and you could tell that the other two players were intrigued by this statement as well. For a moment, everyone was silent. You turned your head towards Chishiya. βThat meansβ¦β
βWe donβt have time,β he cut you off, eyes meeting yours. He flashed his phone, showing the timer counting down from three minutes. His gaze never left yours, a silent plead for you to keep quiet in the meantime. You glared back at him, having a bad feeling that this was one of his tricks again.
βArisu, heβs right. We need to finish this now.β The man in the cap whispered to who you now know as Arisu.Β
Arisu nodded back at him. He took a deep breath, then swung the door open. The four of you peered from the doorframe, scanning the inside of the apartment. Suddenly, gunfire started once again. This time, you felt a bullet graze your calf. All at once, everyone yelled, ducking into the safety of the apartment. You squeezed your eyes shut, letting yourself fall forward into the darkness.Β
When you opened your eyes, you were met with Chishiyaβs chest. His arms were wrapped tightly around your back, and you could hear him try to stifle his heavy breathing. Slowly, you tilted your head to meet his gaze. His eyes widened a little, realizing the position you were in. He quickly retracted his hold over you, as if you were hot metal.
With the moment broken, you rolled off him with a grimace. You muttered, βThanks forβArisu!β
Behind the apartment door, a second tagger emerged from the shadows, shotgun trained on the back of Arisu. He whipped his head back upon hearing you, dodging just in time as you pushed the gun out of line.Β
The tagger thrashed against you, bringing in a leg to kick at your stomach. With a step back, you managed to dodge them, taking the opening to knee them in the torso. Your fingers still wrapped around the barrel of the gun, struggling to point it towards the ground.
From behind you, Chishiya lunged at the tagger. The charge of his tazer broke through the air, the man driving its points deep into the taggerβs leg. The tagger let out a pained yell, their leg giving out. They managed to catch themselves on their other foot. With the sudden shift in position, the gun slipped from your grasp. The tagger brought their arm back, bringing the butt of the gun on the side of your forehead.
The room spun around you. It felt like your head was dunked inside a fish tank, with all the noise sounding so muffled. Through the bleariness of your vision, you saw another spark in the darkβprobably from Chishiyaβs tazer again. Before you fully blacked out, you could recall Chishiya calling after you.
ΛΛΒ°β’*ββ·
You woke up with a groan, not even bothering to sit up because of all the pain. There was a light throbbing in your head, and your legs felt incredibly sore. You squinted your eyes, letting them adjust to the light. When your vision cleared up, you recognized the room you were in to be yours.
There was a blanket covering you from the hips down.Β A wide bandage was wrapped over your head. Gauze was wrapped around your forearm, held in place by medical tape, a faint red mark seeping through the light fabric. You hadnβt even felt that injury from the game.
The game!
Does this mean you won? Is Chishiya okay? What happened to that Arisu kid and the man in the cap? Before you could stand up and get answers for yourself, a soft knock on your door echoed in your room.
βCome in,β you called out softly. Your voice was hoarse, and if you had spoken any louder, it would start up the headache again.Β
Kuina walked into the room, a bread basket slung on her arm. Chishiya shuffled in behind her, his gaze trained on the floor. They brought out some of the hotel chairs in your suite, sitting on either side of you. With a smile, Kuina proudly plopped the bread basket on the empty space of your bed.
βWhereβd you even get that?β you chuckled lightly.
βChishiya nabbed it on the way home,β she wiggled her eyebrows, a teasing smirk on her face. Across her, Chishiya scoffed, eyes not leaving the carpet. βHe was very worried you know. It was the first time I saw him shaking in his flip-flops.β
βSheβs pulling your leg. Not that itβs been injured already,β he replied curtly.Β
Through the pain, a smile made its way to your lips. With your uninjured arm, you gingerly ran your fingers across the basketweave. Your eyes found their way to Chishiya, his face framed by loose strands of hair.Β
βThank you, for getting me out and for the bread.β
βI didnβt say I got you out,β he narrowed your eyes at you, though a smirk quirked at the corner of his mouth.
βI know, but youβll never admit it anyway,β you grinned. Bringing your attention back to Kuina, you nudged the basket closer to her. βHere. I want you guys to have some too. Oh, and please bring some for Ann down in her dungeon as well.β
Kuina raised her eyebrows in confusion. βWhat for?β
βFor patching me up,β you shrugged, gesturing to your bandage-riddled body. Kuina still looked partly surprised, before a wave of realization washed over her.Β
βAhβ¦ I see.β She shot a knowing look toward Chishiya. It almost looked like he had a small pout. You could sense him starting to deflate a little in his seat, one of his knees starting to bounce repeatedly. βYou know what, Ann isnβt the only person in the medical field here.β
With a wink, she grabbed two muffins and waltzed towards the door. βIβll leave you two to talk. Iβll drop this off at Annβs too. To thank her for her βhelpβ.β She emphasized with air quotes.
With a soft click, the door shut, leaving the two of you in silence once more.
You broke the silence first this time.Β
βChishiya?β
He hummed in acknowledgment.
βWho treated my wounds?β
He stayed silent for a moment, too stubborn to meet your gaze. Finally, he let out a long sigh and still his knee. βI used to be a doctor in the other life.β
It was a non-admission, but an admission nonetheless. He had this way of things where heβd never say anything directly. He loved puzzles so much, that he became one. But you were getting used to his hints. And over time, you were learning how to piece together his thoughts.Β
ββShiya.β He finally looked at you. No oneβs called him that since his mom.Β
You shuffled to the side, patting the space you made. Hesitantly, he crawled beneath the covers with you. You laid down in now comfortable silence. Slowly, you placed your hand above his.Β
He tensed for a moment before turning his palm up and enveloping yours. Your thumb traced his knuckle.
βHow are you feeling?β
βBetter.β You turned your head to face him. βWay better.β
He thickly swallowed, turning his head to face you. In the softest voice, he said, βIβm happy you are.β
The throbbing in your head faded. With that one small sentence, you understood most of the things he wanted to say, bubbling just beneath the surface. Over time, heβd be able to fully let his walls down. You just needed to trust that he will.
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All because of me || Cho Sang-woo x fem!Reader (oneshot) SMUT!!
suggested by: anonymous!
authorβs note: if I didnβt make it clear in the title THIS IS SMUTTY! so if you feel uncomfortable with sexual content please do NOT read this fic! Also this is my first smut ever so if itβs poorly written, I apologise but Iβm only used to reading smut not writing π anyway enjoy!
player 218. The moment you laid eyes on him on the first game , red light green light , you knew you hated him. He looked like one of those people who you just look at their face and you know that theyβre not likeable. Yes , he was attractive, but for you itβs not enough to like someone.
Unfortunately, for both of you , you guys were on the same team. He was playerβs 456 , or Gi Hunβs , childhood best friend and , as he called him , the pride of the neighbourhood. He really did look like someone sophisticated and smart but it still wasnβt enough for you to like him. The way he looked at you or the way he talked to you in a different manner than the others made your blood boil. He always had something to say , a comment to make , especially when you made a suggestion or a guess about what the next game was gonna be.
βwhat if they make us play ddakji again?
βno , they canβt do that. Weβve basically already played the game before and the oneβs who got in here are the oneβs who won the game so no oneβs gonna die because weβre technically all good at ddakji.
Heβs right. But you canβt possibly accept that heβs right , you canβt boost his ego. Your hands turn into fists , your knuckles turning white , as you click your tongue , letting out a βtsβ , and look away in frustration. Sang-woo canβt help but let out a slight smirk at your frustration knowing that you know that heβs right.
player 218 or Sang-woo didnβt like you either. But it was a complete different reason for him. The moment he looked at you for the first time , he felt like falling in love. He had never seen such a beautiful woman before. But Sang-woo has a really bad drawback. Heβs a cold person , which means he doesnβt let his true feelings out and always lets his ego control him. His feelings for you slowly turned into hate for you but deep down he knew he needed you. He had never felt so needy for a woman before. He loved your strong personality and how you always spoke your mind and wasnβt afraid to do anything. He knew that if you told him to get down on his knees , he would do it , no matter how much he βhatesβ you.
Your other teammates always thought there was something up with you and Sang-woo but didnβt mention it. Everytime you fought with Sang-woo , they would look at each other with a smirk and you would both scold them about it. You both hated the idea of even looking at each other.
The guards come in , guiding you to the next gameβs area. You get into teams of ten people and of course the team youβre in involves Sang-woo too. You hated the fact that you were in the same team as him but he had potential and you knew he would help you and your team win.
and he really did. He was the one to come up with a plan the last minute , just when you were about to die. Youβre now returning to the main room , all sweaty sitting on the bunk beds quietly after what you just experienced. Player 212 , one of your new teammates walks up to Sang-woo with a smirk.
βwow player 218 , youβre so smart and your idea was so good! You know , I really like smart guysβ¦
For some reason , a pang of anger and jealousy fills your heart but ignore it completely just like it never happened. Sang-woo coldly nods at her and then looks away , showing no interest in what player 212 just said. Instead , he looks at you , dead in the eye , feeling the unspoken tension between you two. You didnβt know if he was eye-fucking you or looking at you with hate but you liked it. You wanted him to look at you. You needed his full attention on you. You couldnβt lie to yourself after all , no matter how much you βhatedβ him.
The guards come in again , announcing the amount if money increased and then telling you to get into lines to get your lunch. Just when you get up , you feel a strong hand gripping your arm and stopping you from moving.
βyouβre seriously not even gonna thank me for saving your miserable life? Hah , how selfish.
When you hear those words , you try to control yourself to not beat him up or at least shout at him and confront him. You take a deep breath and turn around to look at him with a sarcastic smile.
βbeing a team and being friends is different. youβre not my friend which means I donβt have to thank you for anything. The fact that weβre in the same team and you happened to come up with a plan last minute does not mean youβre the one who saved my life. I couldβve made it in any other team just like I made it in this one. Itβs all just a coincidence.
Sang-woo does not respond. He looks around and quickly drags you into the bathrooms and backs you against the wall , gripping your arms tightly so you donβt try to escape. He looks at you with a dark gaze in his eyes , his lips parted , as heβs about to speak.
βare you serious right now? Iβve accepted your bratty behaviour for so long but this is unacceptable. You couldβve died back there and I was the one who saved you. Cut this shit out , you couldnβt have made it without me or in any other team. You need me. So you better say thank you for saving your little insignificant miserable life or youβll have to face the consequences of being a bitch.
You let out a sarcastic laugh and he looks at you with confusion. He thought he would scare you but definitely failed to.
βyou really think Iβm scared or hurt right now? I didnβt die back there because it wasnβt my time to die and donβt owe it to anyone. You saved your life not mine. Stop trying to be a smartass all the time and thinking you are special. You think youβre so special? Look at you. Youβre here wearing the same uniform as me and all the other players. Youβre just as miserable. So stop being an egoistic idiot and think before you speak.
Youβre right and he knows it but doesnβt give up. Your bratty attitude makes his blood boil and his grip on your arms tightens.
βyou think youβre so smart , huh? Do you want me to show you who the smart one is in here ,hm?
He says and comes closer to you , feeling the heart in his body against yours. His body pressed against yours makes you weak and needy for him but you try to play tough.
βI dare you.
You say , knowing the consequences of your action. Thereβs no going back now. With one move , his hands go to your waist , lifting you up and placing you on a sink , your head resting on the mirror behind you.
βyouβre such a needy slut. Knowing that youβll get fucked by your rival but still acting bratty. Fuck , youβre making my blood boil so much , I wanna hear you screaming my name until your throat goes numb.
He whispers to yours ear as his hands slide down to your hips , pressing you harder on the sink. His words are making so you wet , youβre trying so hard to hold back a moan. Sang-woo looks at you with a smirk , his body pressing harder against you.
βcat got your tongue? Youβre so desperate to get fucked , huh?
his hands go to the waistband of your pants , sliding them down with one movement and pressing his thumb on your already wet underwear.
βso fucking wet for me alreadyβ¦
He mutters to himself but still audible to you. He rubs his thumb on your clothed pussy and you canβt help it anymore , moans slip out of your mouth without realising it.
βfuck , I fucking hate you
You moan and Sang-woo chuckles
βdoesnβt seem like itβ¦
He says with a wide smirk on his face and lifts you up again and gently places you on the floor. He quickly removes his clothes and before you know it , his hard cock is inside you , hitting immediately just right where you like it. Your moans get louder as his pace gets faster and faster.
βlook at you , so desperate for meβ¦if you were dead who would be fucking you like this , huh? Youβre alive because of me , just fucking admit it.
you respond with a loud moan. You canβt even form a normal sentence, heβs fucking you so good , youβve never felt like this before. The way heβs touching you just where you want it , itβs like he already knows your body so well.
He gets rougher and faster , making your eyes tear up and your moans turn into screams.
βfuck , Iβm gonna cum
He groans , as he holds onto your hips for dear life. You keep screaming and moaning his name not caring if anyone outside hears you. The time has finally come , he moans , his pace slowing down as he fills you up. You both catch your breath , your bodies are sweaty and his hands are caressing your torso as heβs trying to come down from his high. He slips his cock out of your pussy and bends down , filling your neck with hot kisses.
βwhat do you say now , hm? Changed your mind?
you close your eyes , enjoying his hot kisses on your neck as you finally calm down. You know that heβs right , you knew it all along but who agrees with their enemy? Your hand reaches his head , caressing his hear and you respond in a low and soft tone.
βthank you Sang-wooβ¦
you can feel his smirk while kissing you and he caresses your sides , softer this time as heβs finally heard what he wanted to hear.
outside of the bathroom , everyone is shocked to hear screams and moans from the bathroom , wondering who it is except for your team. They know exactly who it is and theyβre not surprised. But later you guys will have to deal with their teasing and the funny looks they will give you.
The endddd! Thank you so much for reading and a speacial thanks to the person who suggested it! I hope I reached your expectations and if I misunderstood your suggestion please correct me! Anyway , more fics coming soon!π
βͺοΈwarning: rough smut , mean Jun-ho, age gap (Jun-ho is in his late 20s reader is in college), angry sex, jealous sex, possessive Jun-ho , handcuffs, breeding, choking, hair pulling, ass/tit/pussy slapping, praise, degradation, daddy kink here and there, begging, orgasm denial, passing out, pussy eating, semi-public sex, sex in police car
βͺ οΈGenre : smut
Jun-ho couldnβt fight the annoyance on his face as he pulled up into the small neighborhood. Loud music blaring through the air as colorful lights beamed onto the dimly lit street. There had been a number of complaints. The neighborhoodβs residents ringing 112 one after the other.
To say he didnβt care was an understatement. Out of the whole department, his chief just had to dispatch him to break up a stupid college party. His police vehicle came to a stop a little down the block, the tall man stepping out with stony features and a sigh as he made his way closer to the source of vulgar tunes that seemed to shake surrounding houses.
Jun-ho stalked up to the front door, the smell of hard alcohol and weed hitting his nose as he banged on the door. Forceful enough for the sound to ring throughout the noisy inside. A drunk boy no older than 19 swinging the door open with a grin. βHey man! O-oh shit. Hey officer, what can I do for you?β He cleared his throat, swallowing hard under Jun-hoβs harsh gaze as he tried his hardest to appear sober.
Jun-ho peered over the boy and into the room. Sweaty bodies grinding against each other while others made out, almost every hand nursing a plastic red cup. βDo me a favor and just keep the noise down, alright? If not, shut this whole damn thing down.. what the fuck.β The officer spat bitterly, jaw clenching with a scowl when his eyes landed on someone. His someone.
You.
He couldnβt believe it. You had been so persistent on spending the night at home. Claiming that you had piles on piles of work to complete. Did you crave attention that badly? One measly night he had to work overtime, and this was the shit you pulled? Clad in a lacy dress which had a deep v-cut and barely reached your mid-thigh. Your body, his girlβs body, on display for everyone to see.
He could see the eyes roaming your figure from top to bottom. His blood boiling as he visibly seethed, shoving past the lanky teenage boy to make his way over to you. You were grinning happily, one hand in your hair and the other ghosting over the hand that rested on your hip. Giving the girl behind you the dance of her life.
The music lowered, Jun-hoβs eyes twitching at all the loud gasps that echoed through the room. All eyes on his large frame as he towered over everyone in the room. Muscles bulging through his tight shirt with each hard step that he took. All eyes but yours. You were too into what you were doing, and your boyfriend couldnβt help his rising anger as he got closer and closer. Spotting familiar brunette and green hair sat on a couch with their lips on each otherβs.
Of course. You were dragged here.
You giggled loudly, taking a swig from the girlβs cup and letting the bitter-tasting liquid scrape at the walls of your throat when you swallowed. Your friendsβ eyes widened as they pulled away from each other, desperately trying to get your attention as you swayed your hips. Those hips that only Jun-ho was allowed to see move.
A hand grabbed the flesh of your arm tightly, your head whipping around to snap at the stranger before your brows furrowed. Taking in that broad chest that youβd gotten to know by heart. Your eyes timidly trailed upwards, a small whimper caught in your throat when they met his darkened ones. The manβs head tilting to the side as if daring you to not comply. He would not hesitate to get you out of there over his shoulder if he had to.
βJ-Jun-ho.. h-hi i-β you stuttered, looking down at your feet as you shuffled nervously. Eyes darting to the girls who eyed you apologetically.
βShut up.β His voice was firm, and your thighs clenched as you held back another whimper. You could feel everyoneβs eyes boring into you. βFuck. You know what? Everybody out.β His voice raised at the end. The bustling college teens wasting no time before they scattered, afraid at just the mere sight of the man. βAnd you.. oh youβre in for it now."
All the alcohol seemed to leave your system when Jun-ho pulled your arms behind your back. Cuffing your hands as your face heated up in embarrassment. βJ-Jun-ho w-wait.β The man ignored you as he pulled you out of the room, not caring about how you stumbled over your own two feet to keep up with his large strides.
It didnβt take long to reach the vehicle with the speed you were being pulled at. Jun-hoβs hold on your arm never loosening in the slightest. βGet in.β Jun-ho spoke meanly, holding the door open with a gesture for you to get inside.
βBut-β
βGet the fuck in Y/n.β He never called you by your name often, only when he was mad. It was always some sweet pet name that made you feel all warm and tingly inside. Sliding into the vehicle, you kept your head low, the door slamming behind you not too long after.
You squirmed in your seat. Giving into the tension-filled silence as you watched his grip on the wheel tighten until his knuckles were pale. Thoughts of you letting any other man touch you coursing in his mind.
Jun-ho undid the first two buttons of his shirt, using his fingers to prod the tight fabric open as he rolled his neck. Taking the pair of handcuffs off his suited pants before rolling the vehicle to a stop.
βJun-ho βm sorry.β You mumbled almost shyly, face getting hot as your arousal dampened your lace panties.
He ignored you. Taking a step out of the car and into the nightβs darkness. The vacant road scarce of any sources of light. Your door swung open, eyes widening in a doe-like pout as you looked up at him.
βDonβt. Not after that shit you just pulled.β He warned, expression still hard as you climbed out, the slam of the door making you jump with a yelp. A small whine left your throat as you were flipped around, chest pressed into the vehicleβs side with your hands still bound behind your back.
He roughly pushed your dress up to your waist with a scoff. βGoing out dressed like you want to get laid. Am i not enough for you baby?β His fingers found their way to your clad folds. Brushing over your clit with a hum. βDo i not fuck you enough? Is that little pussy so desperate to be filled?β He didnβt give to a chance to answer, his palm landing heavily on your pussy making you jerk with a cry. βLook at that. Sheβs all wet fβme. Such a greedy fucking cunt yeah?β
You whimpered loudly, Jun-hoβs voice deep and husky in your ear as he kissed up your neck. Allowing you to lean back onto him with your head on his chest. Soft moans falling past your lips as you let yourself grind on his fingers. Another loud cry filling the air when he landed it hard on your ass instead.
βI shouldnβt even be touching you.β He whispered venomously, voice laced with clear disappointment as he pushed his fingers past the thin fabric, pressing the pad of his middle finger onto your clit before rubbing small circles. Watching the way your lips parted in sweet noises as you let your eyes flutter shut. βShould just drop you home and leave you all desperate and needy.β
That made you whine with the shake of your head, pushing your ass back onto his crotch in want. βOr will you just call someone to come fuck you like a little slut?β You cringed at the sound of your panties tearing, Jun-hoβs muscles straining against the confines of his shirtβs fabric as he rolled up his sleeves. Quickly working to free his hard cock before pushing you into the back seat of the car with a smirk. Handling your body until you were face down, with your ass up on display for him.
βLook at yourself.β He forced your head up to gaze at your reflection in the window. βGonna fucking destroy you baby. Do you want that?β
You nodded, eyes prickling with tears as you clenched in anticipation. You wanted his cock so bad. βAhh f-fuck.β Another slap to your ass.
βSo you do have a mouth.β
Words. He wanted to hear you say it.
βP-please fuck me daddy.β
βYou can do better than that princess.β
βPlease. Please fuck me. Need you so bad. βM aching fβ you. Want you to fill me up.β You begged.
βThatβs it. Thatβs my slutty girl.β You mewled loudly at the intrusion of Jun-hoβs thick cock. The man bottoming out inside you with one quick thrust making your knees buckle underneath you while your back arched. Feeling Jun-hoβs fat tip immediately prodding at the increased tightness near your cervix.
βShit.β He cursed, breathing getting heavy as he nestled his cock within your warm walls. Forgetting just how much he loved that little cunt of yours.
He started off rough, forcing his cock deep as you rocked harshly against the soft seat. Loud moans dripping off the tip of your tongue as his cocked kissed meanly at your g spot.
Your pussy stretched to accommodate the quick thrusts of his girthy length. Feeling his veins scraping deliciously against your gummy walls as he hammered into you.
You cried out when Jun-hoβs hand found its way around your throat, pulling you up to his chest with your hands flush between your back and his chest. Drool filled babbles spilling messily onto your skin at the force of his hips.
βHaahβ J-Jun-ho f-fuck,β you keened loudly, your chest riding and falling rapidly as your brain turned to mush. Unable to think of anything but how good he felt inside of you. Lewd squelches mixed with skin slapping burning its way into your brain. A constant reminder of Jun-hoβs abuse to your sensitive cunt as your vision blurred.
βThatβs it baby. Take it real nice nβ deep. Youβre practically swallowing me in right now.β He breathed. Hand tightening around your throat as the other travelled down to your chest, barely having to tug at the black fabric for your tits to spill into his large hand. Rough fingers twisting at your pert nipples as he palmed the soft flesh.
βAhhβ so good. Feels sβ good daddy.β You cried, Jun-hoβs hand landing two consecutive slaps onto your breasts.
βGonna stuff this pussy real full. Breed her with my cum till you know your place.β He growled lowly, his frustration seeming to reemerge as he stroked his cock with your tightness. Allowing himself to poke at every corner of your warmth, ruining your slutty pussy to your tears.
βWanna go out dressed like youβre available. Single. Like you donβt have me taking care of that ache between your legs every single night.β His pace quickened with every word. Snapping his hips up mercilessly till his balls reddened your puffy clit, mouth hung open in whiny mewls as your stomach tightened.
Your tears flowed freely as you were shoved back into the carβs seat. Your mind dizzy at the plowing of his cock into your sweet spot. Jun-hoβs hand moving to grip at the delicate flesh of your hip with other torturing your clit. Rubbing mean, hard circles onto the swollen bud.
βJun-hoβ βm gonna, ahh- βm gonna cum.β You whimpered, catching sight of the traces of mascara staining your cheeks alongside your messy hair. The sight being enough to make you call out his name incoherently as your eyes rolled back. Legs shaking violently as you clenched around him. βOh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, ohββ you chanted, letting out a broken scream as you squirted messily. Completely drenching Jun-hoβs cock in your wetness.
Jun-hoβs movements stilled, his fingers digging into your hair with a sharp tug upwards. βOh I'm sorry? Did i say you could cum baby?β
βSorry, nngh- c-couldnβt hold it.β You hiccuped, knowing that you were in trouble.
Jun-ho shook his head, pulling you back so you lay flat across the seat. Shoving one of your legs up beside your body with a grunt. A shiver raking through your body as the cool air breezed through your sopping pussy.
You let out a groan, your attempt to close your legs stopped by Jun-hoβs strong hands shoving them apart. Groping at both sides of your ass before his palms made contact with the skin. A bubbly whine catching in your throat when you tightened around nothing.
Jun-ho sunk to his knees on the ground outside, the forest to his back as he began pressing soft kisses to the sides of your thighs, his tongue licking a long stripe up your slit.
He groaned, grip tightening on your thighs when his tongue darted out once more to lap at your sweetness. Sloppily running between your folds before swirling around your clit. It didnβt take long to get you where he wanted you. The overstimulation going straight to your foggy brain as Jun-ho got lost in your heat. His eyes fluttering shut with a hum as he tried to pull you impossible further onto his tongue. Your constantly flowing slick mixed with his saliva dripping sloppily onto the ground below.
Your fingers clawed at nothing as you began to tremble, crying out loudly as your eyes closed shut. Your tear stained cheek pressed into the seat as you drooled adorably. A smirk adorning Jun-hoβs face when he curled his thick fingers into you.
βAhhβ βs too muchh. Gonna cum again.β You mewled desperately, toes curling as another coil tightened in your stomach. Jun-ho stopped sucking at your clit, pulling away from you while his fingers sped up. Paddy tips poking directly into your spot with ease. βYeah? Gonna cum for me already?β
You answered with a high pitched moan and a small βuh huhβ, feeling yourself being pushed closer and closer to the edge before it all came crumbling down. Jun-ho removing his fingers before standing up, and only then did you notice how much of his chest was on display. He leaned down to kiss away your tears, brushing away any hair stuck to your forehead. βOnly good girls get these privileges baby, iβm a cop, you should know this.β He cooed.
"but I'm a good girl officer" you said tearing up a bit
He scoffed His cock prodded at your hole, sinking into his rightful place deep within your warmth before beginning to fuck into you. He knew your orgasm had barely just died down, and he was going to fuck you to another just to leave you hungry.
Your boyfriendβs head found its place in the crook of your neck, lips brushing your ear before he grinned against your skin. βYou wonβt be leaving the house for days when iβm done with you.β He promised, tone gruff as he felt his cock twitch in indication of his own high.
βHaahβ βs so muchh.β You breathed as you melted into him, his touch hot on your skin leaving short quivers in its wake. βJun-hoβ o-oh fuckk.β You were sputtering out strangled noises of pleasure, Jun-hoβs husky groans in your ear adding fuel to the fire as you let out a cry. Your pussy gushing onto him before your orgasm could even hit.
Jun-ho cursed loudly, his grip on your hips allowing him to pull you back onto him as roughly as he was slamming into you. βThatβs it baby, pussyβs gripping me so fucking tight.β
ββM so closeβ so so close.β You gasped, basking in the small skin to skin contact of your hands on his exposed chest.
βGotta fucking earn it. Tell me, who do you belong to princess. Who owns this slutty little pussy hmm? Who fucks you this good every night?β He questioned darkly, rolling his hips in a way he knew would drive you crazy.
βY-you. You do. βS all y-yoursβ fuck. Please can i cum? Need to cum so bad.β You almost sobbed, Jun-ho kissing your cheek sweetly with a breathy moan. βAll mine. All fucking mine. Go ahead slutty girl. Cum fβ me.β
You let go noisily, vision clouded as your moans spilled uncontrollably past your lips. The burning sensation in your stomach slowly easing as you allowed yourself to let go. Making a mess on the manβs cock while he worked himself deeper inside you. Burying his cock as far as he could before pumping you full with a contented sigh.
βLet everyone know that youβre taken. Get you pregnant with my kid and keep you locked away. Only for me.β His cum painting your walls in hot spurts as his abs tensed. The throb of his cock slowly dulling as you milked him dry.
You whimpered, feeling the thick substance slowly seep out of you when he pulled out. All the alcohol finally catching up to you as you slipped in and out of consciousness. Letting your eyes blink shut before you went limp in his arms.
Jun-ho groaned with a stretch, smirking down at you and your fucked out form.
So pretty.
He tugged down your dress and tucked himself back into his pants. Removing your hand cuffs before taking you into his arms gently. Laying you down more comfortably with a quick kiss to your forehead. Watching as your chest rose and fell softly, face contorted into a peaceful one despite how stained it was from your tears.
He slipped into the driverβs seat, allowing the car to reach the perfect temperature for you to rest it. Finally pulling off from the side of the road. He laughed shortly when he checked the time, contemplating whether he should even bother going back to work. Heβd much rather stay home with you.
Glancing back at you he allowed himself to openly smile, he could never stay mad at you. It was time to show you that.
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HELOOOOOOO!! I hope you are having a good morning, evening and or night!
Before I go on with my request (with as much detail as possible) Your writing is PHENOMENAL! Straight up a blessing from God! It is impressive how spicy and delicious you create your fics! Like, PLEASE! keep serving!! Iβll eat it all up!!!
As for my request: I would like to ask for a spicy fic of Thanos and Nam-Gyu with a plus sized! female! reader, you know, big tummy, thicc thighs, stretch marks, all the benefits of a bbw.
To put in simple detail, the reader is insecure of her body because well, people judge her for her weight and assume that she is just a gluttonous freak. She always tries to go out with friends to see if a guy would approach her but is proven hard to do so when she is timid and wants to hide herself from glaring eyes. The reader is losing hope of finding love until one faithful night, when her friends dragged her into a club to get fucked up, she remained sober but doesnβt realize that has gotten the attention of the legend Thanos and his buddy Nam-Gyu.
I apologize if itβs a long description of what I want. But you get the whole point. I do also want to add a few key words: Creampie, Oral (f receiving, because I need their heads to be squished by the readers thiccc thighs like a watermelon) (and M Receiving) praise, name calling (of your choice), double penetration. (The rest is up to you!)
That will be all! And if you are alright with me sending another request similar to the one I asked at some point (not now obviously) please let me know! And donβt rush art!
Warnings: smut (18+) , threesome, oral (m and f receiving), deep throating, name calling (baby, pretty girl, pretty thing, cocksucker, probably more), fingering, face sitting, big thigh and stretch mark love, dirty talk, cum play, double penetration (2 cocks in pussy) , creampie, read at your own risk
You originally found yourself at a house party. You were sat on a couch in the corner of some frat guys apartment, watching anxiously as the people around you are doing all sorts of drugs and knocking back straight liquor like it was water. It wasnβt your scene. You felt out of place, this was not where you wanted to be.
You wanted to be home, cozied up in bed in your old sleep shirt thatβs 5 sizes too big and the fuzzy pants that youβve had for a couple months- watching some show and scrolling on your phone. Alone. In your peaceful home, away from potential judging stares.
But nope. Your friends somehow convinced you to come out to this party, and got you to wear something you never thought you would. So there you sat, playing with the end of the dress that stopped at right under your ass. You kept trying to tug it down over your plush thighs to no avail.
You felt like you had to constantly adjust your posture, sit up straighter, trying to hide your figure in anyway possible. You felt like you looked horrible, you didnβt think you looked like the other girls at the party who were thin and long legged. And fuck, they all looked stunning, but you? You didnβt feel like you were anything compared to them. You honestly had given up on βlookingβ- you knew your luck for relationships or even just hookups was never good, so you had no other hopes for tonight at this party.
You just wanted to go home- and home you would eventually go. But not your home.
You didnβt notice how they spotted you at the house party like drug dogs sniffing out a big bust. You didnβt notice how they slowly began to move closer to you. You didnβt even notice them at all until theyβre sitting down next to you- one on either side of you.
Theyβre effortlessly swooning you. To your right is the purple haired male who introduces himself as Thanos. Heβs suave, confident and just the perfect amount of cocky. To your left is Nam-gyu, seemingly more calm than the purple haired friend he was accompanied by but he had an aura of mystery, a wicked grin, a smooth talking mouth, and a carelessness to him that makes him all the more enticing. When they introduced themselves you already felt like you were under their spell, it didnβt take much for them to get you wrapped around their fingers.
They find you charming, not taking a single sip of alcohol, not partaking in the various drugs that are passed around, and squirming under their gazes when theyβre squeezing even closer to you. βNot enjoying the party, cutie?β The one with purple hair asks, his hand beginning to dance along your thighs. You are fixated on the thigh black like tattoo that travels up his arm and disappears under the sleeve of his shirt.
You shake your head, your bottom lip caught between your teeth. βYeahβ¦.thought soβ¦β The man to your left says, his hand lifting to grab your chin and turn you to look at him. His hair is dark black, tucked behind his ears, strands falling in front of his face. βWeβve been watching you, pretty thingβ¦donβt look like youβre having too much funβ¦β he says, eyes looking over your face like heβs studying you. βWould you let us take you out of here? Maybe do something a little more fun?β He says, a grin playing on his lips. You find yourself nodding.
And thatβs how you ended up at one of their apartments. Youβre not even sure whoβs, maybe they lived together. You didnβt know and couldnβt be bothered to care. Youβre guided into the bedroom in a mess of kisses, theyβre passing you back and forth- if you werenβt kissing one their mouth would dance along your neck, only releasing to attach back onto your lips.
When youβre led into a bed room, Nam-gyu releases your lips from his. Youβre left breathless. Thanos is pulling off your neck and stepping back to admire his work. Your neck is spotted with red, purple, and blue marks on either said. From both of them. Itβs a macabre work of art that has both of them feeling the blood rush to their cocks.
βThough I love this cute lilβ dress you have onβ¦β Thanos says, his hand pulling on the strap of your dress, beginning to pull it off your shoulder, βI really rather have it off you.β
βMhmβ¦β Nam-Gyu agrees, his hands running up the curve of your waist. Youβre suddenly worried, what if they donβt like whatβs underneath. Itβs a irrational thought, you know it, but years of seeing girls who look nothing like you easily sweep men off their feet while you were hardly able to score a date- left you feeling a little more than self conscious.
You hate that they can sense it, because theyβre both drawing closer to you, Thanos capturing you in a quick kiss while Nam-Gyu runs his hand down your waist to your hip. βEasy, pretty girl..β Nam-gyu coos, his hand reaching up to brush his knuckles against your cheek. βWe wouldnβt both bring you here if we didnβt think you were so. Fucking. Attractive.β Thanos finishes as he pulls away from your lips, kissing your neck to punctuate his last three words.
βLet us make you feel good, princessβ¦you deserve it.β Nam-gyu says his nose running along your jaw, breath dancing along your skin. βF-fuck o-okay, yes.β You say nodding erratically your hands reaching up to tangle in their hair, one hand on Thanos and one on Nam-gyu.
With your word theyβre pulling your dress off in a swift motion and pushing you lightly on the bed. They physically donβt give you any minute to become self conscious being so exposed in front of them because they are joining you on the bed, one on either side of you. They mirror each other, their elbows resting on the bed their faces propped up on one hand. Their other hands runs up and down your stomach, feather light touches that has your body tensing.
βSo prettyβ¦.β Thanos mumbles, his fingers dancing under your breast, right under the wire of the lace bra you had on. βAinβt she?β Nam-gyu says with a smile his hand lowering itself to your lower stomach, fingertips dancing along the hem of your underwear, fingers stopping to play with the small bow on the front. βWearinβ the cutest little matchingβ set tooβ¦β the raven haired man says, dropping his head to your chest to place open mouthed kisses along the swell of your breast before pulling away and placing his head back against his palm.
You think youβre biting your lip hard enough to draw blood, your panties are clinging uncomfortably to your cunt, soaked with your arousal. βLook good enough βta eat.β Thanos mumbles as he drops his head down to your neck, licking a stripe up your neck, teeth stopping to bite at your ear lobe. You finally break, releasing a moan when one of Nam-gyuβs hands comes up to grope the flesh of your breast. Heβs kneading the flesh in his hand over the fabric of your bra, his hand only pulling away to begin to rub his thumb over your nipple. Even under the fabric of the bra, your nipple begins to harden at his touch.
Thanos silences the moan that comes out of you by kissing you. His tongue enters into your open mouth, twirling with your tongue in a sloppy kiss. Nam-gyuβs hand moves down your body, returning back to the hem of your panties. Thanos tattooed hand is meeting his, resting next to his counterpartβs hand, fingers dancing along the hem of the lace fabric.
Thanos pulls away, wanting to hear the sounds you make as both their hands slip into your panties. Theyβre deft fingers working messily against your cunt- feeling you. βOhhhhhβ¦.β Nam-gyu is humming out when you let out a high pitched whine, βthatβs a cute soundβ¦gonna sound so pretty when youβre full of our cocks..β he muses, his nose running against your jaw, his fingers tapping against your clit.
βPussy βs so fuckinβ softβ¦.β Thanos hisses through clenched teeth. βAlready so wet for usβ¦bet you could just take us right now..β heβs whispering in a hushed voice, eyes locking with yours, watching as your eyebrows turn up and you moan. βMhmβ¦you like that ideaβ¦already wanting to take our cocksβ¦good girl..β he rasps but he shakes his head. βWe canβt do that yet pretty girl, gotta savor all of youβ¦canβt rush the finale.β
With that, Thanos is using his free hand thatβs not circling your tight hole to pull down your bra, your breasts spilling out over the fabric. Nam-gyu is working to do the same thing on the other side, releasing your tits fully. βGod youβre fucking picturesque..β Nam-gyu is growling out, mouth immediately latching onto your nipple, sucking it into his mouth greedily and rolling his tongue around the flesh.
Your back is arching off the bed and your breath comes out in coked gasps, your hands gripping the bedsheets until your knuckles turn white. Thanos is following in Nam-gyuβs footsteps, his mouth beginning to suck the flesh of your breast around your into his mouth to leave purple bruises anywhere he put his mouth on. The feeling of their fingers working against your cunt in differing patterns, leaving you no room to catch your breath and their mouths working along your tits has you writhing against the sheets, even more our your thick, milky arousal spills out of your pussy and around their fingers, soiling your panties even further.
Nam-gyu is pulling away from your breast with a lewd βpopβ, a string of his saliva connecting your nipple to his tongue. Heβs scooting down on the bed, Thanos hand coming up to replace Nam-gyuβs mouth, painted nails pulling at your nipple. Nam-gyu is kissing down your chest and stomach. You whine, trying to tense up, to suck in, even with the pleasure youβre receiving you canβt help but be self conscious. You jump when you feel his teeth nip at your flesh.
βNone of that. Weβre all over you, playing with your pussyβ¦donβt need to try and hide from us when we want all of you.β He punctuates his words with a kiss thatβs placed right over a group of stretch marks on your lower stomach. It makes you kick your head back and moan out, your body relaxing back under his touch.
Nam-gyuβs hand removes itself from your cunt, both his hands then coming to grip at the sides of your panties, beginning to pull them off of you. Theyβre discarded somewhere in the room and both of them are working together to push your legs open. Thanos releases himself from your breasts to look down at your pussy.
Theyβre both just admiring you, taking you all in. Your cunts leaking, your arousal smeared around your thighs thanks to the both of them. Thanos is groaning at the sight, the hand thatβs still between your thighs spreading into a βVβ shape to give them a better view. βPerfect body and a perfect cuntβ¦β Nam-gyu is muttering, eyes trained on your throbbing pussy. Thanos is nodding in agreement, βohhh look at youβ¦.β Heβs humming, βsheβs fucking soakingβ¦ needy fuckinβ thing. βS all you needed huh? Someone to fuck you like you deserve? Pretty fuckin girl with a pretty fuckinβ cunt, itβs a miracle no oneβs claimed you yetβ¦β Thanos rambles.
Theyβre pulling away from you for just a moment to rid themselves of their shirt and pants leaving them only
In their boxers. You can see the large tents that are formed by their hardened cocks. It makes your mouth water. Your attention is pulled away when Nam-Gyu speaks again.
βWell now someone has..β Nam-Gyu finishes, looking to his purple haired counterpart then to you, βweβre gonna treat you rightβ¦give you..β he says placing a kiss to your inner thigh, βand herβ¦β he says, a kiss pressed to your pubic bone, right above your clit, βthe attention you deserve.β
Their filthy words make you shiver, your eyes screwing shut and your lip becoming caught between your teeth once again. They manage to rid you of your bra and underwear, their hands working against you in such a skillful way that it has your mind hazy. They maneuver you the way they want, and youβre bonelessly allowing them. Their hands still working along your body as they situate you exactly how they wanted.
They stand up off the bed, pulling down their boxers in similar manners. Your mouth falls open when you see their thick cocks spring free from their confines and slap against their stomachs. Theyβre back on the bed and crawling over to you in an instant.
Youβre laid back on the bed, Nam-Gyuβs lips working against yours in a languid motion that makes you feel like youβre drunk. You donβt even realize Thanos is situating himself down on the bed and in between your thighs until heβs beginning to push your thighs open. Youβre pulling away from the kiss to look down at the purple haired man. A bashful, almost worried expression on your face as he pushes your thighs back.
Itβs weird that he seems to read your mind, shaking his head with a soft laugh. Heβs turning to the side to begin leaving kisses over the inside of your thighs, tongue running over the stretch marks that litter the skin. The feeling has your head dropping back to the pillow and a blissful breath falling out of your lips. βPretty fuckinβ girlβ¦.β Nam-gyu says lowly, dropping his head to place open mouthed kisses along your jaw and neck.
βAnd prettiest fuckinβ pussy.β Thanos is mumbling against the skin of your inner thigh, light kisses moving inward until heβs playing a kiss directly on your throbbing clit. A gasp rips its way up your throat, your body jolting at the sensation. Nam-gyu pulls back from your neck to turn and look down at Thanos.
Thanos is pushing your thighs back and tilting your hips upwards- he wasnβt going to be selfish! Nam-gyu deserved to see your cute pussy too! βOhhhhhβ¦β Nam-gyu coos, reaching down to run his fingers along your cunt, wetting his digits with his arousal, βsuch a pretty fuckinβ cunt. Already so wetβ¦β he hums, fingers dropping lower to scoop up the arousal thatβs dripping from your pussy.
He removes his hand, bringing it up to his face and sucking his fingers into his mouth, moaning around his fingers when he tastes you for the first time. You have to look away, itβs embarrassing. βTaste so fuckinβ good..β he growls out as he removes his fingers from his mouth and drops it to your neck, squeezing lightly before running it up to cup your jaw and forcing you to look at him. βItβs cute. Yaβ tryna hide when you got two men about to fuck you like the perfect slut you really are.β He says in a soft voice, his hand squeezing your cheeks together.
You whine in response, eyes fluttering shut again when you feel Thanos release your thighs and lay them over his shoulder, his breath fanning your cunt. He places a couple kisses on your clit, sucking it into his mouth briefly each time. Nam-gyu watches diligently as your face contorts each time Thanos makes contact with your pussy. Itβs precious really, he canβt help himself but to kiss you once more. His kiss is hypnotizing and as Thanos mouth captures your cunt in a messy kiss, Nam-Gyu is swallowing your moans.
Thanosβ tongue works wonders on your pussy, lapping at your folds like a dog, swallowing down every ounce of arousal that seeps out you for tight hole. His tattooed hands are gripping at the plush of your hips, gliding upwards to grab at your waist. As he feels along your body and eats your pussy he swears heβs in heaven, the feeling of your soft flesh under his hands and the taste of your cunt has him reeling.
Nam-gyu pulls away, dropping his head down to latch his mouth onto your pebbled nipple. Without your mouth occupied in a kiss, your moans echo throughout the room. Thanos is relentless, slurping at your cunt like it gave him some sort of life essence. He grinds your hips down onto your tongue, sucking your labias into his mouth messily as heβs swallowing down every drop of your thick, sweet arousal that your cunt offers him. Your thighs are squeezing around his head but he doesnβt shove them open. Heβs moaning into your cunt the harder your thighs squeeze around his head. Itβs hard enough that it cuts off his hearing, allowing him to hear his own rapid heartbeat.
He shifts up, sucking your puffy clit into his mouth, tongue flicking it back and forth before releasing it. You can only sob out choked and garbled praises, the sensation of Nam-Gyu sucking on your tits and Thanos devouring your cunt having you a mindless heap on the bed. βO-oh fuck.β You cry out, tilting your head up off the bed with all your strength to look at them. Both their eyes are on you, watching your every reaction. Nam-gyu pulls away from your breast, tongue falling out of his mouth to flick at your nipple- eyes never straying from yours as he makes a show of playing with your nipple, lathing his tongue on the rock hard peak for you to watch. And Thanos is the same, dark eyes on you as he sucks your clit in and out of your mouth, pulling away to spit on your cunt before diving back in to circle his tongue around your clit.
Your head falls back to the pillow, the visual proving far too much for you to handle. Your eyes are screwing shut and youβre shaking. Nam-gyu is pulling away from your breast and turning down to look at Thanos. The view of the purple hair rapper eating your messy pussy only serves to make his cock even harder.
βI need to taste her cunt fucking Christβ¦β Nam-gyu is hissing out, hand reaching down in between your legs to grab a fist full of Thanosβ hair and pull him off your cunt. Thanosβ tongue is lolled out of his mouth, still flicking at your clit. He fights against Nam-guyβs hold and dives back in, a loud slurp resounds in the room as he gets just a bit more of your sweet arousal to coat his tongue.
Heβs pulling back with a laugh, βAlright, alright! You can have your turn.β Thanos chuckles, looking towards Nam-Gyu with a wicked grin. His face shines with your arousal, his tongue running over his lips to get the excess off. βSweetest fuckinβ pussyβ¦it would be criminal not to share.β He muses, pulling himself so heβs sitting.
Youβre out of breath, your mind hazy, you can feel them pulling you up off the bed, maneuvering you. You end up facing Thanos whoβs standing up off the bed. His knees touch the edge of the mattress. His hands are holding your face, brushing your wild hair back and out of your eyes. You just a little when you feel Nam-gyuβs hands hook around your thighs. You look down to see him lying on the bed below you. His breath tickles your pussy, your arousal damn near leaking out of you.
βSit on my face pretty girlβ¦wanna taste you.β He mumbles, looking up at you through thick lashes. You whimper and begin to lower yourself. Admittedly youβre still hovering but he lifts his head off the bed a bit and his tongue licks a long, wide stripe up your pussy. A high pitched moan is ripped from you as you swivel your hips on his tongue. When you begin to be pulled down further, Nam-Gyu desperately pulling you closer to him, you let out a worried gasp, one hand planting itself on the bed to keep yourself hovering, even if it was just the slightest bit.
His hands grip at your thighs, you head tilting down to look at the raven haired man between your thighs. βW-wait, I-β you choke on your words. He looked up at you through thick lashes, hands gripping at your thick thighs, eyebrows screwing together in irritation. βDonβt give me none of that bullshit..β he growls, breath fanning your cunt as he spoke. He knows you were about to say something about being too heavy. He turns his head slightly to bite at the inside of your thigh, βI said sit on my fucking face. Not hover. Iβm well aware what Iβm asking for.β He says lowly, one hand releasing your thigh to move back and slap your ass. βYouβre a good girl. Now fucking listen.β He mumbles, turning his head back forward and pulling you down fully onto his face. His tongue is vicious, lathing around the entirety of your cunt and quickly sucking your clit into his mouth.
You cry out, falling forward into Thanos. Your head connects with his bare torso. Against your sternum you can feel his hard cock. He laughs at your reaction to Nam-guyβs tongue beginning to lap at your puffy cunt. The purple haired rapper looks down at you, hands coming to cup your face and hold your head up/ forcing you to meet his gaze. Nam-gyu is moaning into your pussy, the obscene slurping sounds coming from between your thighs just makes you whine.
Nam-gyuβs hands are creating a bruising grip on your thighs, guiding you back and forth over his tongue. βH-holy fuck.β You moan, eyes rolling into the back of your head. The raven haired man under you pulls away for a second, his breath heavy as he stares at your sopping cunt. Heβs back on you soon after, shifting you upward so he can fuck his tongue into your tight heat. Your eyes fluttered back open, moans falling from your lips like a recited prayer as you open your eyes fully to look at Thanos.
βHe eating your sweet cunt good? Hm?β Thanos coos at you, bending down a bit to get closer to you. βBet youβre fuckin making a mess out of his face.β He muses, his thumb beginning to pull at your lower lip. You nod frantically in response, heβs laughing and mimicking your nod, βUh-huhβ¦why donβt you feel him how good it feels, pretty girl.β
βS-so Fuckin- fuck!!β Youβre cut off when Nam-Gyu grinds his nose up into your clit, pulling you down impossibly further onto his face. He could be smothered between your head and he would die happy. The feeling of your thighs clenching around his head anytime his tongue trusts itself deep within your tight walls has him groaning into your cunt, the vibrations only making more of your thick, syrupy arousal pour out of your pussy and onto his tongue. βSo f-fucking good ohmygod.β You cry out, your hips grinding down onto his face.
When your full weight sinks on to Nam-Gyuβs face you can hear him growl into your pussy. Your head tilts down to catch how his eyes flutter shut, rolling so far back into his head that youβre sure he can see his own skull. The sweet, saccharine taste of your arousal that costs his tongue is a taste he could get addicted to.
Thanos is pulling your head back up to face him, βhmm,β he hums, his thumbs circling your skin. βslutty pussy just wetting his face.β The purple haired rapper muses, his hips canting forwards just a bit, the tip of his cock rubbing against your pillowy lips. You look up to him and your mouth drops open. Youβre leaning forward taking him eagerly into your mouth. Your tongue swirls around his tip, the salty taste of his pre-cum overwhelming your taste buds and urging you to suck him into your mouth farther.
Nam-Gyu removes his face from your cunt to look at his work. Your pussy is raw and swollen from both their ruthless onslaught of devouring your cunt. Itβs a beautiful sight thats making his cock jump against his stomach. When he tilts his head backwards ever so slightly to see you begin to take Thanosβ cock down your throat heβs growling, his dick twitching against his stomach again and heβs back on your cunt.
This time he moves himself lower, pulling you back down fully onto his face. His tongue thrusts itself into your cunt his nose bumping against your clit. Your moans are muffled by Thanosβ cock that begins to shove itself down your throat. One of his tattooed hand cradles your face, rubbing at your jaw thatβs stretched impossibly wide around his dick. βLook at youβ¦β Thanos coos down at you, βsuckin my cock like the good cocksucker you areβ¦β he hums, patting your cheek.
You look up at him, tears brimming your eyes as his tip begins to squeeze past the tight ring of your throat. βDoinβ so well even while Gyuβs devouring your sweet pussy.β He praises, nodding when you moan around his cock in response. βYour mouth feels so fuckinβ goodβ
Your eyes flutter closed at his praise and your hips begin to grind down on Nam-gyuβs tongue. Youβre letting out choked and garbled gags around Thanos, lashes becoming wet with tears. The sounds ringing through your ears only messy Nam-gyuβs face further. Nam-gyu is moaning and growling into your cunt as he laps at your folds like a dog and Thanos is in front of you rambling off sentences filthy praise cut off by groans as he thrusts into your mouth.
βF-fuck sweetheart I could cum down your throat.β Thanos rasps out trusting balls deep into your mouth once last time. He holds you there, nose pressed against his pelvis for a few seconds before pulling you off of him by your hair, youβre coughing and gasping for air looking up at him in a mess of tears and spit. βBut I really want to cum inside your pussy.β He finishes, his voice a low growl.
Nam-gyu is pulling away from your cunt in a mess of spit and your arousal, βneed to be inside this precious cunt I know sheβs fuckinβ tight.β The black haired Malle under you emphasizes his words by sucking your puffy clit into his mouth once more.
Their minds clouded by their own excitement to sink balls deep into your tight hole, theyβre moving your fucked out form into the next position they wanted you in with expert skill.
Your back is pressed to Nam-gyuβs chest the fat mushroom tip of his cock pushing at your entrance. Thanos is shifting closer, settling in between Nam-gyuβs legs. Thanosβ tattooed hands run up your thighs, pushing them back towards your chest, the leaking tip of his thick cock settling above Nam-Gyuβs. You can already feel the stretch thatβs to come when both their tips dance along the tight ring of your cunt. βI-β you choke on your own words, eyes trained on the view of the two of them nestled close to your pussy. βThereβs n-no way Iβll be able to take both of you.β You whine, but as you speak your hips are moving on their own, trying to push yourself down onto them.
βOh youβre gonna take it..β Nam-Gyu growls from under you, hands gripping at your stomach and keeping you from moving any more, βyouβre practically trynaβ fuck yourself down on us, sweetheart. You can take it, like the good whore you are.β Thanos echos with a tantalizing tilt of his head.
Then theyβre pushing into you. The stretch is brutal, you think youβre being split in half- but fuck does it feel so good. βFuuuuckk thatβs itβ¦β Nam-Gyu hisses. The feeling of his tip slipping into your cunt, pressed against Thanosβ, accompanied by a wet βpopβ causes his whole body to shudder under you. Youβre letting out a silent scream one hand reaching back around you and grip at Nam-gyuβs long black locks and the other reaching in front of you and pressing against Thanosβ pelvis.
βGreedy cuntβs just suckin us both in.β Thanos growls, hands pressing your thighs back even more, your knees practically touching your ears. It makes them sink in deeper, the feeling of their two thick cocks sinking into you- stretching you out and ruining your sweet cunt for anyone who fucks you in the future- has you seeing stars already.
βSo fuckinβ wet.β Nam-Gyu hisses, his words right behind your ear causing a shiver to run up the entirety of your spine. They keep inching into you, gaping your cunt around their cocks. Thanos is above you, bottom lip caught between his teeth and eyebrows upturned. The feeling of your messy pussy gripping around his length and the secondary sensation of Nam-gyuβs cock sliding against the underside of his thick length. Itβs a beautiful sight and you can only imagine that
Nam-Gyu has a similar expression on his face. Youβre moaning out a choked sob when one of Nam-gyuβs hands slid down your stomach to splay across your pubic bone. Two of his fingers connect with your clit, rubbing slow, light circles on the throbbing bud.
You let out a high pitched, wanton cry, your back arching heavenward. Your head tilts down to watch how the two cocks that push into you. Itβs a mean stretch, your pussy looks like itβs about to be split in half, but fuck it feels so good. ββS right..almost in sweet girlβ¦β Thanos hums, hand coming up to pinch one of your pebbled nipples. You moan out a babbled mix their names as you feel them begin to push in the rest of the way.
βBiiig stretchβ¦.β Thanos is cooing out and then they both skin into your tight cunt fully. When they both sink balls deep into you, youβre letting out a silent scream, feeling unbelievably full. They both let out echoing moans, itβs a delicious sound. They settle inside you, stilling to let you get adjusted. βO-oh f-fuck.β You let out in a shaky, strangled cry, your eyes never leaving from the view of the two of them gaping your cunt with both their cocks. Nam-gyuβs fingers work deftly against your clit, smearing the arousal that leaks out of you. His two fingers splitting into a βVβ shape and moving down to feel along the sides of your cunt- feeling how wide you were split on the two of them.
βOhhhhβ¦look at youβ¦β you hear Nam-Gyu coo in a low rasp, his lips tickling against the shell of your ear. βTakin both of us allll the way in your tight fucking cunt.β He growls, thrusting up into you the slightest bit. The movement makes you moan out, trying to squeeze your legs shut.
Thanos hisses when he feels the sensation of Nam-Gyuβs cock drag agains his and your cunt spasming around him. His tattooed hands push your thighs back more, keeping them open. βNuh-uh. Youβre gonna keep them fuckinβ open. Gonna take it like the good girl you are.β Thanos says, leaning down closer to you, beginning to rock his hips ever so slightly, the man under you following suit.
The feeling of both their cock pumping into in alternating thrusts has your eyes rolling back and your tongue falling out of your mouth. You donβt think youβve ever felt this stretched out, this full. It was a painful, delicious stretch that has your mind completely blank. It was a feeling you know could never be replicated, less it happens again.
βOhhh there you go, thatβs it sweet girl. Taking it so wellβ¦we stretchinβ out your cute cunt good?β Thanos coos down at you, you canβt even think of a coherent sentence. Nam-gyuβs hand thatβs not playing with your clit reaches up and grip at your jaw harshly, forcing your gaze forward to Thanos. βAnswer βem sweetheart, weβre treatinβ ya real nice, the least you could do is answer usβ¦β he hums out in your ear.
βMhm! Mhm! S-so fucking good.β You cry out, words slurred your head nodding frantically in Nam-Gyuβs grasp. You feel them pick up the pace, hammering into your cunt. A sick, wet squelching begins to echo through the room. It only makes you moan more, just more evidence of how much you enjoy the two cocks gaping your cunt.
Thanos is watching the thick white strings that dirty your ass and connect his thighs to you any time he draws his hips back. He can see the milky white ring thatβs forming around the base Nam-gyuβs cock any time the man under you draws his dick out of your cunt to push it right back in. The wetness that leaks out of your pussy only making their cocks slide into you easier and against each other easier.
βSloppy fuckinβ thing.β Nam-gyu coos in your ear from under you, he can hear the squelching coming from your weeping cunt grow louder as their thrusts pick up speed.
Itβs shameful how quick youβre fucked into a mindless heap, eyes crossing and rolling back, mouth agape, moan after moan after moan coming from your chest. Every drag of their cocks along your tight walls feels like youβll be split open but it makes your pussy weep. Your arousal is coating their cocks in a thick white sheen, any time their cock pull out of you more is added to the mess.
βTell us how it feels, sweetheart.β Thanos directs at you, bringing you somewhat out of your fucked out haze. You turn your head to face him, opening your mouth to respond but all that comes out is broken syllables. You cry out, head throwing back before youβre sucking in a huge breath and trying to speak again.
βF-feelsβ¦oh fuck!β¦βs so much. B-both s-so big, ohmygod.β Youβre screaming out a mix of their names, your sentence getting cut short when Nam-gyu adjust his legs, bending his knees and planing his feet into the mattress. This position only made them reach even deeper inside you.
Nam-gyuβs fingers were still working on your clit, messily spreading around your arousal, his cock jackhammering up into you at a faster pace. The new adjustment also allowed Thanos more room to shift closer to you, driving his cock deeper with in you.
Youβre pretty sure youβre crying at this point, you canβt help it! It feels too good! The room is hot and the air is thick with sweat, youβre sure the neighbors in the apartment complex could hear as you screamed out in ecstasy as they fuck you down onto their cocks.
They both begin to feel the way your cunt begins to spasm more erratically, squeezing both of them in a diabolical rhythmic motion that has both of them growling out a mixture of profanity and praise. You can feel yourself getting close, the two cocks relentlessly pounding your tight cunt making you begin to slip into your orgasm unusually fast.
βGonna cum, baby? You close?β Thanos questions, grinning down at you as he pile drives his hips into your cunt. βCan feel you fuckinβ chockinβ my cock.β Nam-gyuβs fingers pinch your clit making you let out a choked sob as response. Youβre drooling at this point, a mess of your saliva collecting on the pillow beside you. βMhm! Holy fuck!β You squeak, your hips rolling down to meet every thrust of their cocks, trying to push them as deep as possible. The feeling of both the tips of their dicks hitting your cervix as they stretch your cunt out obscenely wide is a feeling that you think itβs as close to heaven as youβd ever get.
βFuck, βm gonna cum so deep in this perfect fucking cunt.β Nam-gyu is growling out, βWere both gonna fill this sweet pussy up, βs that what you want pretty girl?β He adds, teeth biting at your ear lobe. βY-yes oh my godβ¦hah!β¦yes please!β Your words are broken up by wrecked moans everytime they both sink balls deep into you. Theyβre ruthless, alternating thrusts so you never had a moment to truly breathe.
Thanos moves one hand off your hip up to your breasts. Heβs gripping at them as the bounce with each thrust, only adding to the pleasure youβre already receiving. His grip is harsh, nearly painful- but that what makes it all the more better. βCβmon cum fβus pretty thing. Wanna see you make a fuckinβ mess of our cocksβ¦β heβs growling. And as if they communicate telepathically, theyβre both speeding up their thrusts, each thrust having a mean upward angle that pounds both their cocks into your g-spot every single time.
Nam-gyuβs fingers return to making deft circles on your clit, your wetness allowing his finger to glide over the bud with such smoothness it has you arching your back off of his chest, βohmygodohmygodβ¦β youβre beginning to babble out, itβs a mixture of choked sobs and high pitched moans more than itβs actual words, ββm gonna cum h-holy fuck!!β You scream out. You cum violently, gripping their cocks in such a vice it keeps their cocks stuck inside of you. When they both try to pull out to fuck you through your orgasm and find they canβt because youβre greedily sucking them in- they cum one after the other. βOh fuck!β Thanos growls before heβs painting your walls white. ββM cumming, f-fucking take it.β Nam-gyu rasps from under you.
They opt to sink balls deep into your tight pussy, wanting to cum as deep as possible- wanting to feel the full effect of having your wet, spasming walls around their thick lengthβs as they pump you full of cum. They roll their hips in deep grinding motions, dragging out your orgasm in the most delicious way.
The deep groans and growls, even higher pitched moans they let out as they cum deep within you is music to your ears, itβs something youβll surely replay in your head over and over for weeks to come. Itβs so warm, itβs so much. You can feel every thick rope of their cum fill you to the brim.
Youβre sandwiched between them, feeling so unbelievably full. You can feel the way their cum leaks out of you in an obscene thick white mixture, making a mess on Nam-gyuβs pelvis. Youβre shivering, body jolting against them, βT-thereβs so much..β youβre whining out pathetically, chest heaving as you try to catch your breath, hips subconsciously rolling, trying to shove their cum back into you.
Theyβre both hissing out, Nam-gyuβs hands rapidly coming to hold your hips in an iron grip, the cool metal of his rings digging into your flesh. βQ-quit that, girl, shit.β Heβs hissing out through gritted teeth. Both their cocks are so sensitive and any slight movement of your hips drags their cocks against each other. Itβs so sensitive it nearly hurts.
βD-did so good.β Thanos says breathlessly, leaning down to place lazy kisses across your breasts. βM-milked me so fuckin good princess.β Nam-gyu is echoing his share of praise once he gathers himself. You have a fucked-out smile on your face that only grows bigger with each word that comes from their lips.
βWeβre gonna take real good care of ya.β Thanos says, itβs a soft cooing tone almost like sheβs talking to a child. His hand is brushing back your hair thatβs stuck to your face by laser of sweat. βGonna be all ours, sweet girlβ¦β Nam-gyu says in a low tone, his hand trailing up from your hips to your jaw to turn your face towards him.
Itβs a messy kiss given itβs all open mouthed and tongue. The way youβre lying on him doesnβt give him easy access but he does what he can. Thanos is gawking at the spectacle, his cock already beginning to harden inside you once more. βHmβ¦.i donβt think sheβs full enoughβ¦she spilled an awful lot..β Thanos mumbles, his fingers brushing around your cunt where youβre still stretched around them to collect the cum that spilled out of you.
He holds it up and shows it to Nam-gyu who pulls away from the kiss and lifts an eyebrow like heβs in deep thought. βYeahβ¦youβre right. Canβt have her be so wasteful.β He pouts from under you. A silent gasp leaves your throat as you feel both of them begin to draw back out of your abused cunt to only thrust back in.
This was so much better than the party.
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You didnβt expect to end up locked in a room with Nam-Gyu tonight. You really didnβt. You came with your friend to Thanosβ studio- she was dating him.
It was normal! Youβve hung out with them multiple times, you and your friend group going over to the studio after a night out to keep the party going and mingle with Thanosβ group. You had to admit, the majority of the people in the shared group were not the usual people you hung around. You didnβt mind them but they were all very loud and excitable, often knocking back shots quicker than you can count and immediately escalating into breaking furniture. The poor coffee table in the studio has been replaced more times than you could count.
They also all seemed to enjoy the hard drugs- ones you never wished to try- youβve seen what itβs done to the ones who do it. You stick with weed. Your friends often called you the βinnocentβ one of the group. You wished you could defend yourself- but when compared to the other people who hung around you were innocent. Hell, half the time you couldnβt even realizes a drug deal was going down in front of you until your friend told you later on.
So anytime you hung with this group- you frequently found yourself on the small side sectional of the studio, next to Nam-Gyu. He was the most tame out of the group. Sure he was odd, awkward even, but after a couple blunts or a line of whatever substance he chose, you could potentially get a conversation out of him. He was brash, often calling you names or criticizing your blunt rolling skills- but you found yourself drawn to him. He was strange, very introverted- he only spoke if he was spoke to. Anytime you saw him out at the club he looked like he wanted to go home. Even now in the studio with at least 10 other people laugh and yelling- you can see the way his nose scrunches in annoyance.
You remember one time a couple months ago, you and him were in the same spot as you are now. You were helping him break down the weed, he looked over to you- you were wearing some sweatpants and a sweater, a drastic difference from the outfits of your friends were wearing. You were curled up into the corner of the couch, nearing falling off the edge of the sectional, like youβre trying your best not to invade his space though he had so much
He scoffs as he looks back to his rolling tray, his face mostly hidden from your view by the hood of the jacket he was wearing. βYouβre fucking weird.β He states simply. You canβt help but let out a baffled laugh and look over to him with an offended look. βOhhhkayyy..β you draw out with a grimace. Trying to decide if youβre more offended by the comment or the fact he spoke to you first. ββS not a bad thing. Youβre justβ¦weird.β He says, like it makes it any better.
He looks back over to you and sees your uneasy and upset look. Heβs cursing to himself inwardly, he guessed that didnβt exactly come out the way he intended. βI- fuck.β He groans, you canβt help but laugh, he really doesnβt know how to talk to people. βYouβre sitting so far away like Iβm going to bite you, youβre dressed like that when all the girls you came with dressed likeβ¦β he looks over to your friends across the room, each dressed in short skirts or small tops- all gettinf cozy with men of their own. β..Like that.β He finishes. βYouβre justβ¦interesting..I guess thatβs the better word.β He mumbles, looking back down to the rolling tray to avoid your eyes.
You seem to relax more, realizing he wasnβt insulting you. βI just didnβt want to be cold, I was wearing something like that at the club. We just stopped home and I changed. Wanted to be comfy.β You shrug. βAnd I didnβt want to be in your space.β You say softly, fingers working against the weed to break it down, adding to the grown pile on the rolling tray you had in your lap.
βYouβre not in my space.β He says, itβs a gruff tone. You smiles softly to yourself but think nothing of it, returning back to your task. You hear him sigh, almost like heβs annoyed, βThat was an invitation for you to move closer. Youβre practically falling off the couch.β
So now anytime youβre sitting by him helping him roll, youβre closer to him. Thighs almost touching.
Now how did you end up locked in the guest room that was upstairs in the studio!? Well that happened because your friend and Thanos seemed to think they needed to play Cupid. They had enough of the awkward slow burn of sexual tension that seemed to be brewing between you two. And it seemed like neither of you guys realized it. Thanos was tired of seeing the little to no game Nam-Gyu had- sure he would throw a βyou look niceβ here and there or very obviously eye fuck you, yet Nam-Gyu would do nothing about it. And your friend was tired of you missing every hint Nam-Gyu seemed to throw at you- sure they were piss poor attempts at flirting and most of the times his tone seemed like he was bored with everything around him- but she saw how he stared at you, how he bit his lip harder when you came around, moving over on the couch to make room for your designated spot.
If you two were going to act like nervous awkward high schoolers- theyβd play the same game. Somehow Thanos and one of your friends managed to wrangle you two upstairs, throw you two in the room and shut the door behind you guys.
Instinctively Nam-Gyu rushed over to the door, trying to pull it open but it was obvious something was placed on the other side to keep the door shut.
Nam-gyu furiously bangs on the door, βDude what the fuck! Open the fucking door!β He shouts, pulling at the knob to no avail.
βYou two are going to play 60 minutes in heaven!β Your friend calls through the door, youβre furrowing your eyebrows. βIsnβt it 7 minutes in heavenβ¦β you mumble to yourself, confused. Nam-gyu seems to hear you because heβs muttering a βyouβve got to be kidding meβ like youβre missing a whole part of the joke. You then realize exactly what situation youβre in, locked in a room with him and now youβre expected to be in that room for 60 minutes. Youβre running over to the door as well, banging on it. βYou canβt fucking keep us in here for 60 minutes!!β You call out. Thereβs no answer and the door still wouldnβt budge. But you still donβt seem to connect the dots, you donβt make the connection between your friendβs words and whatβs going on.
You step back, your body temperature rising. This was so fucked of them to do. Knowing your attempts at opening the door are futile, you begin to walk back to the bed, sitting on the edge of the mattress. Nam-gyu is still at the door, furiously jiggling the knob for a few more seconds before finally giving up. Heβs huffing out an annoyed breath and sinking back away from the door.
He joins you on the bed, sitting a bit away from you, it seems now heβs awkwardly shrinking away like youβll bite. His hood has fallen off of his head, allowing you to see his face. The corner of his bottom lip is caught between his teeth, his face has a slight flush to it, his leg bouncing up and down rapidly. Every movement of his leg makes the bed sheets rustle, itβs almost maddening, itβs the only sound you hear in the room.
βAre you anxious?β Your voice cuts through the silence like a knife. Heβs scoffing, turning his head away from you and bringing once of his hands up to his face, biting at his thumb nail. What a fantastic fucking question, he thought. He couldnβt believe you were asking that, wasnβt it obvious? βNo.β He curtly responds, his tone cold and terse. You shrink back in response, shifting away from him. βBut your leg-β you mutter out, he cuts you off, βItβs nothing. Iβm not anxious.β He spits out a bit harshly.
βOkayβ¦β you say glaring at him, fingers pulling at the fabric of the comforter. βWe can probably just sit here for a bit and theyβll let us out.β You mumble, eyes trained on your feet. βThey wonβt.β He saysβ¦ he sure knows how to swoon with his words. Youβre furrowing your eyebrows and rolling your eyes.
In his mind heβs fighting multiple demons. He regrets telling Thanos you were his type. He wishes he wasnβt so fucked up the other week that he let spill he searches up porn categories that you fit. He searches for women with your hair, your eye color, your body type. He didnβt know why he let that slip to Thanos, he blamed it on the mass amount of coke in his system at the time. But ever since he said that, the purple haired rapper has been trying to get him to make a move.
He tried, as best he could, he wasnβt the best with flirting. Lingering touches on your hands as you pass the blunt, a hand laid out on your upper thigh as you talk in a group, maybe a small compliment here and there- saying your hair looked nice or commenting on a new shirt he saw you wear, hed even offer his lap for you to lay on when your head was beginning to hurt from the loud bass playing in the studio. He thought it was obvious, and maybe to someone else it was- but not to you. Youβd just giggle and thank him for his compliments, even place your hand over his on his thigh and play with his rings only to go home without hardly saying bye to him. You seemed to never notice he had a thing for you.
But he knew that Thanos orchestrated this whole thing. And he knew that the rapper would not let him out of this room until something happened, until he finally made a move. βAnd how do you know that? Theyβre just pulling a dumb prank.β You say, he can hear the attitude in your voice, how you really canβt see the underlying message of what was going on.
Heβs struggling, he really is. He wasnβt a virgin, but he might as well be. Heβs maybe slept with three women, all one night stands where he was far too high to even remember it. He honestly hated dealing with people and that included any woman he took home for a quick fuck. He admittedly got most of his knowledge from watching porn. He spent countless nights at his desk chair, cock in his hand, chasing his third release of the night. And when he met you, his search history was flooded with key search terms that applied to your physical attributes. He was a fucking loser and Thanos expected him to make a move on you!?
βDo you really not see whatβs going on here?β Heβs asking looking at you with furrowed brows, his harsh tone making you shrink back from him. Heβs immediately regretting the way he say it and inwardly scolding himself- he didnβt mean for it to come out that way. β60 minutes in heavenβ¦.a play on 7 minutes in heavenβ¦β he says, drawing out his words like it would make you realize. βYeahβ¦so? Just a stupid change of the name I guess,β you respond shrugging.
Heβs pinching his brow in disbelief. You really were so innocent. You really couldnβt see the situation your friend just forced you into.
You pout, starting to think maybe he didnβt like you at all. He was flinching away from you like you were poisonous, his face was flushed and pale like he was physically getting ill around you. βTheyβre not going to let us out. They locked us in here because they want us to fuck.β
His words make you gawk at him, he canβt be serious. βW-woah what?!β You say incredulously, βN-no thatβs definitely not it. Theyβre justβ¦β your words trail off into nothing as you begin to think of any other reason as to why your friend and Thanos threw you into a locked room with Nam-gyu.
βTheyβre just what?!β He asks turning back to face you fully, his pupils were blown, his eyes wide and nervous. βYouβre so fucking naΓ―ve you know that?β He huffs, exasperated. Heβs standing up off the bed and pacing around the room a couple times before he stands in front of you. Youβre looking at him with an even more confused look, your eyebrows twisted into a look of hurt at his description of you. βI-β your words are caught in your throat as you stare up at him from your spot on the bed.
βI ran my fucking mouth and told Thanos I wanted to fuck you. He was fed up of me talking about it and sick of nothing happening, me not doing anything about it- that he forced us in here to urge something to happen.β Heβs rambling, his hands running through his hair, it looks like his world was crumbling. Itβs like he genuinely thought you had no interest in him what so ever.
βY-you want to fuck me?β You ask, like you misheard him- an uneasy, questioning tone in your voice as if you thought you made everything he said up and now youβre embarrassed you have to ask for clarification. He laughs, striding forward and planting his hands on the bed on either side of your thighs. Heβs bent down, face level with yours, βYes. I donβt know how you havenβt fucking seen it. Iβve beat my fucking dick to the thought of you for months.β Heβs responding.
Your mouth drops open, you really donβt think heβs realizing what heβs saying- but to you this is all new news. You never thought he had any attraction to you so you never wanted to push yourself on him. Sure you found him attractive- fuck, he was so attractive- but you never would have thought heβd want to be with someone like you. You were tame compared to the rest of the crowd he found himself around. You figured heβd want a wild party girl. βI had no ideaβ¦β you mutter, looking at him like youβve been bestowed the secrets of the universe.
He laughs, itβs almost mocking, βOf course you didnβtβ¦β heβs looking over your face for any sort of reciprocation in your face but when he finds none and only finds confusion and surprise, heβs stepping back from you, realizing what he just admitted to and goes violently red. βL-look Iβm sorry, just forget I s-said anything and we can just sit here until they unlock the fucking door.β Heβs rambling again, thinking he royally fucked everything up. He didnβt know how to talk to girls, let alone you. You were different than any of the drugged out girls heβs fucked- and there wasnβt many.
Youβre launching yourself off the bed and making your way over to him. Youβre grabbing the sides of his jacket and yanking him downwards. Youβre kissing him with months of pent up emotion. Heβs fumbling, heβs not really sure what to do. His lips are messy against yours, his hands hovering in the air above your hips. When you release his jacket to cup his face in both of your hands- steadying him and grounding him to reality. He falls into a steadier rhythm, his hands placing themselves on your hips.
His hands are shaking on your hips, itβs endearing. He finally falls into a pattern that has your head swimming, youβre melting into him, beginning to moan softly into his mouth. The sounds you make send lightning up his spine, itβs better than he ever imagined. Heβs backing you up to the bed, your knees connect with the edge of the bed and you both fall onto the plush mattress.
His hands reattach themselves to your waist, pushing up your sweater to run his hands along your skin. Your warmth against his hands makes him moan into your mouth. You can feel his erection against your stomach already. Was he really already worked up? You really had no idea how he could be. You didnβt see yourself as an overly sexual person so the idea that he was so utterly, sexually, attracted to you didnβt sit in your mind.
But youβre letting out a blissful sigh at his touch, your lips moving feverishly against his. βYou have no idea how long Iβve dreamed of this.β He admits as he pulls away, his lips brushing against yours as he speaks, his hand slipping up your sweater to grope at your breasts. You watch as his eyes flutter shut, letting out a soft moan at just the feeling of the soft flesh in his hands like heβs never touched a breast in his life.
The whole thing just makes you twitch under him, arching your back into his touch. βCanβt believe you wanted thisβ¦would have made a move so much sooner..β he says in a daydreaming voice, like youβre only a figment of his imagination.
You reach up and grab his face and pull him in to kiss you again. Heβs caught off guard, a gasp he lets out is swallowed by your lips. You pull back with a giggle, βYou were rambling.β He shakes his head chuckling and leaning back in to kiss you again, βMy bad..couldnβt help it.β He says, lips molding with yours once again.
This time the kiss is more smooth, heβs carful and kissing you with a swiftness that has your mind reeling. Youβre moaning into his mouth and arching up into his hand that still works at your breast. His mouth parts, his tongue licking at your lips. You eagerly part your lips, your tongue twirling with his in a mess of mixed saliva.
When he pulls back heβs staring down at your kiss swollen lips and blissed out expression, he thinks he must of won the lottery, this right here- you- you were the jackpot. Heβs quickly pushing up your sweater and pulling down your bralette. When your tits fall free of the confines, jiggling as they settle, his cock jumps in his boxers.
Your arms quickly cross over your chest, on instinct, to try and cover yourself. He chuckles at your reaction, itβs cute, so innocent, it just makes his cock strain harder in his jeans. βCβmonβ¦.lemme see.β He whines, itβs like a kid whoβs pouting. βSβnot fair. Youβre still clothed.β You say, a pout forming on your lips.
Itβs almost comical the speed at which he gets up off the bed and hastily shrugs his jacket off, pulls off his shirt and drops his pants to the ground. Youβre giggling as he nearly trips over his jeans as he kicks them off, climbing back onto the bed and straddling your form. βCan I see now?β He begs, leaning down to kiss you quickly, βpleaseβ¦β he whispers, kissing you again. His voice has a whining lilt to it that has your arms falling away from your chest and your head turning away so you didnβt have to look at him.
βFucking hellβ¦β he breathes out with a soft laugh of disbelief. His hands return to their spot, one hand on each breast, but this time his movements are soft, he gently kneads your tits before brushing his thumbs lightly over your nipples, heβs fixated on the way they begin to harden into soft peaks under his touch. βPerfect set of titsβ¦β heβs mumbling, more to himself than you before heβs lowering his head and wrapping his lips around your nipple.
Youβve had sex a couple times, but truthfully itβs been with shitty men who, as you now come to find out, didnβt pay hardly enough attention to you. You donβt think youβve ever felt the feeling of someoneβs mouth and tongue working at your breasts like they were some divine offering thatβs been bestowed upon them. But thatβs exactly what Nam-gyu is doing. Your back is arching off the bed, your hand coming to cradle his head to your chest.
He looks up to you while his mouth is latched onto your nipple, tongue ruthlessly flicking over the hard peak as he surveys your every reaction. The way your eyebrows furrow and upturn, the way you bit your cheek more than your lip when youβre trying to silence your moans. He realizes then that you obviously hadnβt had much experience- the little pleasure heβs giving you now already has you a mess. And he loves it.
He pulls off of your nipple with a wet βpopβ, moving his face back to be level with yours. He connects your lips with his, kissing you with months of built up tension that you can feel heβs pouring into the kiss. Itβs frenzied, itβs needy, itβs desperate. When you two break for air, his hands are playing with the waist band of your sweatpants. You can feel the way his hands nervously shake- just ever so slightly. It makes you feel a little better- heβs just as nervous as you were.
He looks to where his fingertips slip below the fabric of your sweatpants, then back up to you. You both sit there in silence for a minute, itβs awkward- but youβre both nervous, both overly excited.
βWe can sto-β He begins to speak first, you frantically cut him off by lifting your hips up off the bed and speaking βNo, no! P-please, continue.β You whine desperately, finally finding your voice when the threat of this possibly ending hung in the air.
He visibly relaxes, shoulders dropping as he laughs a bit, trying to slow his heart rate. Heβs leaning down and kissing you again as he begins to pull your sweatpants off your legs. You help by kicking them off your feet, both of you fumbling to get the fabric off. Youβre both laughing into the kiss. Once he finally pulls the sweatpants fully off of you and tossing them into a corner to the room, heβs focusing more on the kiss.
He stops laughing, slowing the speed of the kiss down to a languid pace that allows you to feel every micro-movement of the kiss. His hands run up your bare legs, feeling your bare skin along his finger tips. He pulls away from the kiss to look down at your legs. Youβre wearing a cute set of panties, theyβre a light blue with little daisies spores around the fabric. Christ, just when he thought you couldnβt get any better.
Heβs moving himself to be kneeling in between your legs, hands running up your legs and pulling you closer to him, letting your legs hand loosely around his hips, your cunt resting tight against the tent in his boxers. Heβs observing you like any movement he could make may send you running, itβs makes you try and shrink back into the plush mattress.
You look so perfect like this, he thinks. Youβre splayed out on the bed, hair spread around you like some halo, your hips lifted upwards by where he held you, and your hands were gripping the hem of your large sweatshirt to try and pull it down over your panties. You looked so innocent.
βYou look goodβ¦donβt have to hide.β He hums, hands running up your thighs in a soothing motion- yet you can still feel the slight jitter in his touch. Itβs endearing. You slowly drop your hands from the sweater and opt to grip the bed sheets in a white-knuckled grip instead. βI w-wanna make you feel good.β He chokes out, his voice nervously cracking.
You bite your lip and nod, βmhm..o-okay.β You say, your hips mindlessly starting to shift against his cock, dragging your warm cunt along his shaft. You watch as he grits his teeth and his grip on your hips tighten. He thinks he could have cum right there in his boxers when he felt the way your pussy wrapped around his length through your panties. You felt so dirty, youβve never been this vulgar with anyone. Your movements were experimental, moving purely off instinct.
Heβs gripping the sides of your panties, fingers pulling at the elastic, he pauses looking back up to you for some sign to continue. You nod again, βf-fuck please.β You whine out. Heβs pulling your panties down and throwing them in an unknown location in the room like your pants. When he finally gets to see your bare cunt, his cock is jumping, visibly, in his boxers. βFucking hell.β Heβs mumbling, hands coming to grip at your inter thighs and push them apart. βI-β he chokes on his words, he wasnβt nothing more than to say something suave that has you melting into his palms- but he canβt.
The sight of your glistening cunt makes his mind go blank. He really thought that maybe sometime down the line he may have got lucky and made out with you- never in his life expected to get to see your perfect pink cunt- and here we was, at a VIP seat, front and center to a show heβs been dreaming about for months.
βStop looking at it like thatβ¦β you whine, hiding behind your hands once again. He finally realizes how hard he was staring and shakes his head with a bashful laugh. ββM sorry I canβt help itβ¦β he says, his hands massaging your inner thighs, pulling at the flesh to spread you open better. He sucks in a sharp breath, when he sees your pink cunt and your tight entrance clenching around nothing, the idea of sinking in your cute cunt was enough to make him nearly cum in his boxers for what felt like the 6th time in under thirty minutes.
βItβs so embarrassingβ¦β you whine, your bottom lip catching between your teeth as your eyes are locked on him- watching in anticipation of what heβs going to do next. βSβnotβ¦.β He mumbles, bending over to place a kiss on your hip. Heβs glad you only see it as foreplay, because in reality heβs stalling. He knows if he fucks you right now or even touches your pussy- heβs going to cum.
The countless nights of beating his dick to the idea of you, looking up porn videos only to imagine that it was you and him reenacting the scenes that made his dick so hard- none of it compared to the real thing. He spent weeks conjuring up all the smooth things heβd whisper into your ear if he ever got the chance to fuck you. All that practice was for nothing because when heβs here, having the opportunity, and seeing the real thing- his minds blank, heβs choking on his words, he can hardly speak.
βIβve dreamed of thisβ¦β he hums out, his eyes darting all over your body. βFor monthsβ¦.you being in this exact positionβ¦β he adds, youβre sure he doesnβt realize how his clothed cock begins to grind hard against your pussy. Your arousal beginning to make a dark patch in his boxers. He does this for a few moments, simply just looking at you and rocking his erection against your cunt. You reach a hand out, nails raking against his abdomen. βF-fuck, pleaseβ¦β you whisper out a breathy voice, eyebrows upturned in a pleading expression. βNam-Gyu I need you to touch meβ¦p-please.β
His mind is shrouded by a lust heβs never known before. The sweet tone of your pleading voice causing his eyes to roll back. He draws in a hissing breath, opening his eyes to look down at you. He begins to move, adjusting himself. He lays flat on the bed, his hands still holding your thighs open. He levels his face with your soaking pussy, his breath fanning over your folds.
When he looks up at you from between your thighs, he sees your worried expression, almost bordering on unease. βYou okay?β He asks, his voice oddly soft, his chin resting on your stomach. You nod frantically, your face flushed red. βY-yes!β You fumbled out, trying to show that you did want this. βI just uh-β you swallow thickly βI know I said I wasnβt a virginβ¦and Iβm notβ¦but Iβve never uhβ¦β you say, your eyes looking everywhere but him.
βDonβt tell me no oneβs ever eaten your cunt before.β He says, his eyes wide with surprise. You squeak and cover your face in embarrassment, βUgh donβt say it like that!β You say bashfully. You look at him through your fingers and slowly bring your hand down, you finally nod. βY-yes no oneβs everβ¦eaten me out.β It sounds weird to say, it almost makes you cringe.
He looks like youβve just said the most ridiculous thing ever, like he doesnβt believe you. But with the way youβre closing your thighs to try and shield your pussy from him and canβt even say the act yourself tells him youβre not lying. βOh my godβ¦β he says with bewilderment, βThereβs no way no oneβs ever wanted to eat your perfect pussy beforeβ¦β he mutters, his hands releasing his hold on your hips to push at your knees, forcing your legs open so he can properly see you.
You want to close your legs and sink into the pillows, try to avoid his gaze but the way he looks at your cunt, pupils blown and mouth parted, you donβt, instead your arching your hips up like youβre trying to chase his mouth. βI mean reallyβ¦β he muses, his hands running up your thighs, pushing them open further. His hands stop on your inner thighs, thumbs pulling at your labias and pulling you open obscenely wide. It makes you whine, embarrassed. You donβt think youβve ever been in this vulnerable before, this exposed.
βCute pussy like thisβ¦β he adds, his thumbs beginning to run up and down the sides of your cunt, watching as you spill even more arousal, βBetter than any porn Iβve seenβ¦ better than I imagined.β
Youβre sure if he wasnβt so entranced by your pussy heβd be embarrassed by what he said, openly comparing you to the porn he watches so frequently- even saying youβre better. Heβs looking at your cunt like heβs a complete virgin whoβs never seen a pussy in his life. It just makes you more hot.
Heβs placing a kiss on your clit, his eyes rolling back and a moan falling from his lips when he feels you jolt against the bed. He pulls back, his tongue darting out of his mouth to lick his lips clean of the wetness that covered his lip.
Itβs like something inside him snaps when he gets his first taste of you. Heβs situating himself quickly, laying flat on the bed and his hands sliding under your thighs to wrap themselves around your plush thighs. Heβs diving into your pussy, tongue spread wide as he messily laps at your folds. Your hand instantly flys to grip onto his hair, calling out a choked gasp of his name that only makes him begin to devour you faster.
Heβs so fucking sloppy, thereβs no real technique. You can tell heβs doing it to simply taste you, to lather his tongue in your arousal. Heβs using his hands on your thighs to guide your hips to grind on his tongue like heβs coaxing more of your saccharine arousal out of your cunt. Even with the sporadic messy movements it has you writhing underneath him.
βO-oh fuck.β You cry out, eyebrows turned upwards in pleasure and your hand comes to grip at his hair. Heβs moaning into your cunt, sending vibrations over your clit. βTaste so fuckin good.β Heβs mumbling against your pussy. βCanβt believe Iβm the first one to taste this sweet cunt.β His words make your eyes screw shut and your face flush red. The vulgarity of the words making you feel hotter than before, you never thought that such words would only cause your cunt to throb even harder.
His tongue licks a long strip up the entirety of your cunt, stopping at your clit to circle over it a couple times, he sucks it into his mouth, eyes looking up at the way your chest heaves and your eyes screw shut. Itβs adorable really, the new sensation heβs introducing you to seeming like itβs almost too much for you. Heβs thankful you seem to be enjoying yourself because admittedlyβ¦heβs using techniques heβs seen on the porn videos he watched. βO-oh my godβ¦f-feel so- hah!β Youβre right words are cut off by a high pitched squeal, your hips jolting against his face. βYou like that? That feel good?β He mumbles against your pussy.
You nod, hand gripping tighter at his hair, βY-yes just like that!β Youβre sobbing out. His tongue is vicious, licking at your cunt like a dog lapping at spring water on a hot day. When you manage to collect yourself enough to lift your head up to look down at him another moan falls from your lips at the sight. His eyes are screwed shut in concentration, listening to every sound you let out to make sure heβs doing it right, and heβs fucking his cock into the mattress of the bed. You can see the way his hips grind into the comforter rubbing his cock along the fabric of his boxers and the bed, moaning into your pussy.
βOh my godβ¦.holy fuckβ¦β you say breathlessly, your head falling back to the pillows, your eyes rolling back. Your hips grind into his tongue and he lets you do whatever you need- letting you use his hair to drag you up and down your cunt. Youβre blinded by pleasure, you donβt even realize youβre doing it, all you know is it feels so fucking good.
He still thinks he had to be dreaming or maybe that he was far too high because never in his life did he think he would get to devour a cunt like yours. He was eternally thankful that no one else had done this before him, no one had eaten you out- because truth be told he was nowhere near perfect at the craft. He was messy, no real technique, becoming too excited to have his face in your pussy that he was focused on tasting you rather than coaxing an orgasm out of you. But it still felt so good. He couldnβt help but to fuck his cock into the mattress, he was so hard it was painful. Every mouthful of your arousal he swallows makes the throbbing worse.
You know this was a thing that could be done during sex- but you didnβt have a long rap sheet. A few men at most who were lack luster at best- and none of them did this. None of them gave you the pleasure of having a tongue lathing over your sweet cunt. Even if his tongue was erratic and inexperienced, it still caused your back to arch heavenward and you to cry out a slurred moan of his name.
Heβs pulling away from your pussy in a mess of your arousal, his tongue hanging out as heβs panting. βL-look I-β his breath catches in his throat, words cut short by a soft whine ripping through his throat, his hips still humping the bed. βIβm gonna cum inside my f-fucking boxers if I keep eating your pussy, I-i gotta be inside you..β heβs saying, almost pleading. Heβs crawling back up your dazed form and hovering over your face.
You meet his gaze, youβre inches apart- breathing in each otherβs air. You can see his face glistening with your juices, his lips swollen and red- just like your cunt. He wants to kiss you, but something stops him. Heβs nervous and he fucking hates it. He was just tongue fucking your pussy and now heβs nervous to kiss you?! What kind of fucking sick round about anxiety is that. Itβs so weird to himβ¦the way you look up at him with such an innocent look- like youβre not staining the sheets below you- it drives him absolutely insane.
You look up at him like a deer and headlights and bite your lip, letting out a nervous but desperate βmhm! mhm!β, grabbing his face and giving in to the temptation youβve had since you seen his face covered in your arousal. You pull him into a hungry kiss. It was so filthy, unlike anything youβve done. You can taste yourself on his lips and tongue heβs moaning into your mouth in high pitched, muffled whine. The heat you feel within your lower stomach is a new powerful sensation that makes you start canting your hips upward in the air, trying to get sensation from something that isnβt there.
His hands are all over you, mapping out your body under his finger tips, groping at your body like he could never get enough- and he couldnβt. One of his hands departs from your flesh as he fumbles with his boxers. Heβs pulling them down hastily and throwing them to the side. You want to pull away and give him the same treatment he gave you, but you canβt. Heβs gripping your waist and flipping the two of you over, settling you on his lower thighs. Youβre letting out a surprised squeak and falling forward onto his chest.
His hands smooth down the expanse of your body. Down your shoulder blades, the curve of your back, the plush of your hips, and then finally settling on your ass. His nails dig into the flesh, his head tilting back and heβs groaning. He needs to feel your ass bounce against him as you ride him- he feels like heβd die if he doesnβt get it soon. You look down at his stomach and whine when you see his thick cock.
For someone who was soβ¦awkward and standoffish, the massive cock between his legs has your heart speeding up even more. You would think with something like thatβ¦heβd be fucking girls left and right. But he wasnβt, he was weird, and that excited you. The weird boy with a monster cock. Youβre sure you havenβt ever had one this big, youβre almost nervous to take it.
You are nervous.
You experimentally shift your hips up, placing your cunt on his thick length, the warm wetness that envelops the underside of his cock makes his whole body jolt underneath you. And when you roll your hips, dragging your sweet cunt up and down his length, soft folds caressing his girth- his chest is rising and falling in heavy breaths and his hands move up from your ass to your hips, grip bruising as his head falls back into the pillows.
βI-if you keep that up I-iβll cum before I even fuck you.β He admits through gritted teeth, his eyes screwed shut and his jaw clenched. Despite what he said, his hips move in motion with yours, with every grind of your hips your clit drags against the veins that run along the underside of his cock. βI-Iβm not sure it will fitβ¦β you mumble, embarrassed but telling the truth.
He stiffens and lets out a pornographic moan. You had no idea what youβre doing to him. The way you said it tells him you truly donβt know the effect those words would have on him. You said it so innocently, you werenβt even trying to tease him. He couldnβt decide if that made it worse or better because he is fighting everything in him not to cum just from your words alone like some pathetic virgin.
βF-fuck!β He growls out, canting his hips upwards so the tip of his cock head presses ever so slightly into the tight entrance of your cunt before sliding upwards to rub against your clit. βIt-itβll fit.β He nods frantically,
His hands lifting you up just the slightest bit. βMhmβ¦yeah you- fuckβ¦ you can take itβ¦β heβs mumbling, and you realize heβs not even talking to you at this point- heβs talking to your pussy.
Youβre whining, pulling the sweatshirt you still had on up with one hand so you could look between your legs and see the spectacle before you. Youβre slowly sinking down onto him, when the fat tip of his cock pushes into you, a silent cry comes from your lips. Nam-gyu is fairing no better, when he feels your cunt begin to wrap around his cock heβs tossing his head back and letting out a moan thatβs mixed with a laugh of disbelief.
You were a fucking dream. Perfect, even. He felt like he was tainting you, defiling the sweet innocence you carry. Itβs an exhilarating feeling. You sink down lower on his thick cock, sucking him into your sopping cunt. βO-oh my f-fucking god.β You moan out, the stretch of your pussy around his cock sending jolts of pleasure and a burning pain up your spine. Itβs a feeling that youβre immediately addicted to and want more of. βY-youβre so g-god damn tightβ¦β he says, youβre breath hitches at the tone, whiny- almost pathetic- like youβre cunt is squeezing the life out of his cock.
Youβre lowering yourself down faster, you can see heβs only halfway in and yet it feels like heβs ripping you apart. βO-oh s-shit.β Nam-gyu growls, lifting his head up off the bed, eyebrows knitted together. His hands clutch your hips in a painful force that stops your hips from moving further down his throbbing length. βS-slow the fuck down. O-ho my f-fucking god.β He spits out between heaving breaths. You can see his stomach tense up, his nose scrunched and eyes screwed shut. He has to give himself the moment to breathe, to collect himself so he can fully enjoy what your cunt has to offer him. He does not want to cum quickβ¦he cannot ruin this.
Your hands plant themselves on his chest, falling forward a bit. Your hips swivel in the air, grinding onto the part of his cock thatβs already in you. βP-please I want to feel all of you.β You whine in a soft plea. Heβs groaning, removing his hands off your hips to bring them up to his face, rubbing his palms against his flesh as he allows you to do take more of him into your tight walls. You sink down more, nails digging at the skin of his chest as he fills you. Heβs moaning behind his hands, shielding his face from you as you finally take him all the way into your pussy. Your pelvis connecting with his with a soft wet βsmackβ.
Echoing moans fill the room, his hands coming to grip at your hips rapidly, holding you down like you were going to get up and leave him.
ββS so big.β
βFuck youβre s-so t-tight.β
You two speak at the same time in the same breathless tone. The feeling of him fully sheathed into your tight pussy is one that you could never, ever replicate. Heβs reaching so deep inside you, you can feel his tip prod at your cervix. Heβs splitting you open in a wicked way, ruining you. Nam-gyu opens his eyes and tilts his head to look down at where your pussy rests flush against his pelvis. Already, youβre leaking onto his skin, coating his skin in a sheen of milky-white arousal.
You lean even further forward, resting your forearms near the sides of his head on the pillow below him. You pick your hips up, the slow drag of his cock against your walls has you wincing and biting back a pathetic whine. You drop back down, the two of you moaning out in tandem. The addictive feeling of his cock completely impaling you makes you repeat the motion. Over and over and over. Youβre vicious, picking up the pace with each drop of your hips. You donβt even seem to realize the effect you have on him, all youβre focused on is just how good it feels.
βF-fuck s-slow downβ¦.β Nam-Gyu is practically begging. βG-gotta savor it, y-yeah?β He tries to reason with you, but you donβt seem to oblige. You collapse forward completely, head resting in the crook of his neck. Youβre shaking your head βnoβ against him, hips driving up and down on his cock with no restraint. An obscene, wet, sloppy, slapping sound fills the room each time you slam your hips back down onto his, driving his cock deep inside your pussy.
When you disregard his plea and do exactly the opposite he swears he might have to marry you- heβd never say that openly though. His hands move to your ass, gripping the flesh until small crescents form where his nails dig into the soft skin. In his hands, he can feel the way the fat of your ass bounces, rippling underneath his palms every time you move. Heβs using his hands as leverage to help lift you up and down, heightening the pleasure youβre experiencing even more.
In the minimal experience youβve had, itβs always been painfully vanilla- always missionary. You donβt understand why youβve never done this sooner, the way his cock dives so deep into you, reaching places no one else has reached before- itβs making you dumb. Your mind is blank, your vision hazy- all you can think about itβs reaching your climax. And every, delicious drop of your ass onto his pelvis pushes you closer and closer to that sweet release.
You two donβt even care about the fact thereβs a whole group of people downstairs or even potentially listening in on whatβs happening in the room. Moans, whines, and heavy breaths bounce off the walls- surely echoing throughout the studio youβre getting railed in.
βF-feels s-so g-good.β You cry out, your lips right next to his ear, each word broken up by you bouncing down on his cock. You push yourself up a bit to look at the man below you. Nam-gyu is just as fucked out as you are if not more. When he feels you sit up his eyes open, being greeted with the beautiful sight of your tits bouncing in his face with each thrust. He canβt help himself, heβs forcing his head and upper body up off the bed to latch his mouth on your chest. His teeth and tongue are working in a devious partnership against your skin, marking your flesh in blue, red and purple marks.
He pulls away from your breasts, head falling back onto the pillows, his hands tightening on your ass as he begins to fuck himself up into you. βY-you have n-no fuckingβ¦.god damnβ¦.no fucking clue how good you f-feel.β He rasps out, βriding m-me so we-well.β His voice is cracking, becoming higher pitched, heβs close. The dirty words and praise, though not spoken with a deep raspy voice, makes you lean back forward to hide your face in his neck to avoid eye contact.
You sink into his body, your back arching more. It allows your hips to snap down onto his in a barbaric way. Nam-gyu moans out your name. Hearing his name fall your lips is a nearly angelic song that has your eyes fluttering shut. He can hardly take it, heβs sure if you kept this up he was going to be ridden to tears.
He canβt hold back anymore, the tight squeeze of your cunt and the way you are coating his cock, itβs too much- heβs going to cum. βP-please let meβ¦ ohmygodβ¦ l-let me cum inside..β heβs whining into your ear, your nails dig in harder to his chest at his words. You hear him let out a strangled gasp when your cunt clenches down on him, βo-oh fuck you liked that?!β He asks breathlessly, his cock still jackhammering up into you. βYou like the idea of me cumming in your pussy? Fuckinβ squeezing me so hard when i-im talking about itβ He asks again, rambling in a needy tone. The words have you cringing in embarrassment- never in your life did you think the idea would turn you on- but it does.
Youβre nodding into his shoulder, a weak and breathless βyes, I-insideβ coming from your lips, your hair tickling his neck. βOh my god y-yes, f-fuck thankyouthankyou.β Heβs babbling out. He shifts, bending his knees and planting his feet on the bed. He begins to drill is cock up into your cunt. Itβs a pace that has you crying out into his neck, jolting against his body mindlessly. His grip on your ass is bruising, heβs using the flesh as leverage to drag you down on his thick length. βGonna feel so f-fucking good to fill you up. Fuck! Cuntsβ gonna look so good with my cum spilling out.β
Heβs mindlessly babbling, the feeling of your tight cunt gripping his dick like a vice has him in a dumb haze. All he can think about is cumming balls deep inside your walls. βY-you close?β He asks, his shoulder nudging your face to get you to pull your head up to look at him. You use all your strength to sit up, looking down at him. Your hair falls down the sides of your face, shielding him in a low light that makes him look even more attractive, highlighting his sharp features and darkening his eyes even more than they were.
You nod, your hand splaying out on his sternum to keep yourself upright. You look down at him and nod, your body bouncing with watch thrust. You let out a βuh-huh.β through your bit lip, your orgasm beginning to blossom from deep within you. Every time his fat cock-head bullies its way deep inside your cunt, brushing against your g-spot to kiss against your cervix, youβre letting out a wanton cry of his name.
βC-cum for meβ¦f-fuckβ¦need to feel you soak my cock.β One of his hands is slipping in between the two of you, his thumb rubbing against your clit, flicking against the sensitive bud in rapid motions. βF-fuck! Nam-gyu! Oh my fucking god!β You cry out, your eyebrows turning up as you feel yourself about to cum. He doesnβt let up, heβs brutally thrusting into your cunt a wet sloshing sound begins to come from your cunt.
It feels different than any orgasm youβve had, youβve never felt something like this. It almost feels like too much. You almost think youβre going to pee. βW-wait βs too much!β Youβre whining out, despite your protests your hips are rutting against his fingers and slamming back into each one of his thrusts. βF-fuck are you gonna squirt??β He asks with a proud grin on his face- you really were just like his dreams.
βW-what?β You struggle to get out. Fuck you just got even better, so innocent you donβt even know whatβs about to happen. Heβs only seen it in porn, and heβs watched enough of it to know the signs- the way your cunt keeps getting louder and the way youβre beginning to shake violently- he knows whatβs about to happen. But you donβt and itβs so fucking cute.
βRelax. L-let go, βs normal.β He rasps out, fingers working quicker at your clit and his cock piledriving up into your sopping hole with no remorse. You have no other option but to listen to him. Your orgasm hits you like a freight train, youβre falling forward onto him and sobbing out into his neck. Your orgasm is so much harder than anyone than before, your cum gushing out of you like a fountain. Anytime he thrusts into you it splashes out of you in a lewd spray that coats the sheets below you.
The way your cunt is sucking his cock in like youβre trying to milk him and spasming violently around him sends him hurling towards his end. You can feel the way his thick load fills you, every rope painting your insides white. He lazily continues to thrust up into you, trying to drag out his orgasm and yours. You can feel his cum spill out of you and around his cock only for the next thrust to fuck it back into you.
Youβre panting into his neck, soft moans falling from your lips as his softening cock grinds into you. He thinks heβs in heaven and he never wants to leave. His legs flatten out, dropping you all the way down on his lap. You whine, overstimulated. Heβs running a hand up your back in a soothing motion. βI k-know..pleaseβ¦just want to be inside you a little longer.β He coos in a pleading voice. You donβt oppose, you just nod limply into his neck, lips placing light kisses on his skin. It was an honest innocent gesture, but when he feels your lips against his skin his cock is begging to harden inside you.
You two have been far too focused on other things to notice that when you were locked in this room- you werenβt actually locked in. Thanos and your friend only stayed to hold the door for a couple minutes, the drugs downstairs calling to them louder than the idea of keeping the door shut. The door would have been able to be opened by the time you born first sat down on the bed.
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A/N: I thought about this kind of headcanons while I was trying to fall asleep. π¬
The game is part of the second season from Squid Game, so if you haven't seen it yet but want to watch it- This writing may contain slight spoilers! πΆβπ«οΈ
Warnings: Squid Game related; may contain Spoilers for season 2!
A g u n i
That man really hates playing games with you together. He isn't showing, but he is afraid of losing you in one of those games especially when it comes to the thought of losing you 'cause he is not able to protect you ...
He has the will of a leader and he may be pretty strong, physically and psychologically, but not knowing which game you'll join together almost kills him ever and ever again.
That's why Aguni always tries his best to convince you to play different games but this time he lost the discussion.
Thanks god it's not heart game the two of you joined, but clubs.
Bro, that man breathes a sigh of relief, you wouldn't believe it.
No chances he will leave your side, he stands by you and follows you everywhere you go, no matter what.
And he is watching you the. whole. damn. time.
Standing on the circling plate, he will touch you with his elbow when you start moving your body because of the playing song.
"Don't forget, it's all or nothing. Stay focused and stop dancing, you need to concentrate."
... He is finding it pretty cute actually but who is he to confess?
Ah, the plate stops moving and the song stops playing. A voice tells the number of people each group needs before running in one of the rooms you need to hide to win this game.
Good for you, nearly everybody knows Aguni.
And nearly everybody is fine with whoever wants to build a group with them, I mean everyone is just trying to survive ...
"A group of 3 people?"
"Can't be this hard to find one more- no time to lose!"
Be prepared, he will carry you over his shoulder without hesitation ... He just grabs you and flicks you over ...
"Wow, alright, calm down Aguni, I have legs myself, you know?!"
"Daily dose of training."
A r i s u
Same as Aguni, Arisu wouldn't step away from your side, leaving you alone in the crowd of people you may or may not know by even their names.
He's a cutie pie. While standing on the moving plate, he would stand by you as near as possible, just to make sure he isn't losing you.
Plus he wants to make sure you know he will always be there for you and no matter what happens, he isn't going anywhere without you.
He lost the most meaningful people in his life already. It broke him. Losing you- it's hard to say if he would make it another time.
Still, different from Aguni , he wouldn't mind moving with you to the song a little.
Actually it would be pretty fun to him, dancing to the rhythm with you.
For a second he would forget why you guys are even here ...
Lord have mercy, he loves you for that.
If he is able to, he would even sing along, sadly korean doesn't belong to his strength ...
Freestyle!
"Love, did you even know what the children are singing about?"
"Actually no, but this song is both a curse and a blessing."
People will look at you as if you are a couple that is losing their minds- how can you have fun with the knowing this could be your last minute on earth?
Seriously, how?
"Oh, the song ends ..."
"And we aren't moving anymore ..."
"2!", the unknown voice tells the players.
Arisu grabs your wrist, not thinking about it twice, and drags you behind him, towards the door closest to you.
"Oi, don't be so rough on me!"
"Sorry, gamer reflexes!"
C h i s h i y a
The strategist of this game.
Nobody would find a sample in this game as fast as he does.
Play with him the first and second round, and he will be able to guess the number of group members for every following turn.
"They will do everything to kill as many people as possible."
"You don't say."
"It's important to know. Based on that, the numbers are chosen."
"Are you really trying to find a ... system behind this game?"
"I'm not trying, I already found it. Just stand near me and everything will be okay."
Remembering the last games you played with him, you know he is right.
At first it was hard for you to trust him. He was always a mysterious person to you- calm, smart, ambitious. That makes him ... kind of a dangerous person.
But since you started "dating" him, it gets easier for you letting him take control in games you play both together.
"Promise you bring us out here alive ...?"
"Not a big fan of promises, but this ... this is easy to handle."
He takes your hand you held out to him when you asked him that question. But not just to give you his word- he interlaces his fingers with yours instead, pulling you a little closer to him and making sure you stand by him.
Your face gets red like a tomato ...
"You know, you make the games a little more important to me, Y/N."
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"Your life matters more to me than my own life- so I'm willing to protect you. Even though it's just with my high level of intelligence."
"... Well, who are you and what have you done to Chishiya?", you laugh while he is just giggling a little.
K a r u b e
Fun is important to him, he doesn't want to think about dying the whole time.
So he doesn't want YOU to think of dying the whole time, too.
I guess Karube could be the one dancing with like crazy to the song. Not just moving his body back and forth.
More like Thanos and Nam-gyu did in the series ... I was laughing so hard when I saw them dancing on the plate. π
Back to topic; he just wants you to feel comfortable and, above all, safe around him.
He loves having you close to him. As long as you are with him, he is sure that he can do anything.
He is also willing to achieve everything he has set himself as a goal.
Accordingly, if he has made it his goal to leave the game with you ...
... then he WILL leave this game WITH you!
Means, without ifs and buts, he stays with you. From start to finish.
We know how impulsive Karube can be.
Anyone who stands in the way of him and his plans will never be happy again.
For example, the player who tried to push in front of him when you two were running in a room together.
Then he is simply grabbing the clothes and pulls the foreign person out of the room again- with force and full physical strength.
If the stranger is lucky, he gets away with a broken nose.
If not, he will die- Karube has no mercy for people blocking his way.
"Well, you know, it's not necessary always punching people in the face when they are just panicking and fighting for their lives, Babe ..."
"I know, but I was panicking, too. And I want to live. And I want you to live, too, y/n. I want a future with you, not with a-"
βUnknown human being!", you say, stopping him from uttering an insult.
"You are too good for this world, love."
N i r a g i
Bro's kinda rough to everyone, not just you. We all know what a beast he can be, so when it comes to finding group members, he will use every method that comes to his mind to make people join both of you.
Niragi isn't good with words. He would provoke the other players or manipulate them making sure you and himself can leave this game alive.
Yeah ... he has a soft spot for you.
Can you imagine him having a heart!? π
Anyways, his life isn't as important as yours, for him at least.
That's doesn't mean he wants to die in here!
You are just his priority, so when the voice is telling a number and other players don't want him to join their group, he would do ANYTHING that you are able to join a group.
Yep, he would grab people by their collar.
And he would punch and kick them if necessary.
... His firearm could also be used.
"Listen here, you litte fuck. You will make sure that you team up with her and you will make sure that you end up properly in one of these ugly rooms, that she gets out of here alive. Otherwise-" Niragi points his gun at the unknown player, ignoring your "No, stop! Put that down, are you crazy?!"
Damn, he would kill everyone in here to make sure you will survive, it's insane ...
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Summary: He actually remembers your birthday for once but you soon find he has more planned than dinner at your favorite restaurant.
Tags: Fingering, Teasing, Dirty Talk, Daddy Kink, Dom/Sub, Mild Exhibitionism, Risky/Public Sex
Notes: The inspiration for this one was completely random, sorry about that. This story is for adults only, read with caution.Β
Surprisingly, this year, he had remembered your birthday. When it actually happened. You were much more used to him forgetting it and randomly apologizing with a very nice gift later, but not this time. He had booked a table at your favorite restaurant. A private booth. You were excited so when he told you what exactly to wear and insisted that you should not wear any panties under it, you weren't sure you cared. Not to mention, that wasn't an abnormal request from him in the first place. You were too excited to question it because he didn't take you here much. Said he didn't like the food. You didn't see how that was possible but he had always been a picky eater.
When you arrived at the place, you were seated at the table that had been reserved, he slid into the both next to you, putting an arm around you up behind the back of the booth where you were sitting. It wasn't terribly awkward given that this booth was shaped in a half circle so you both could be facing out towards the restaurant at the same time and it wasn't horribly awkwardly unbalanced by having two people on one side. Next to your booth there were people in another and the area was relatively busy.
"Thank you, for taking me here," You tell him, reaching to grab the menu.
"Anything for you, Kitten. I know how much you love this place." He replies and reaches for the glass of water already set out and poured for you. With a smile, you start to read over the daily specials when you feel his hand sliding up your leg and under your dress. Your eyes go wide and your head slowly turns to look at him. "Decide what you want." He says but doesn't look over at you. You clear your throat and try to ignore what he's doing, but it's not easy.
His hand keeps moving up your thigh, until it reaches your cunt. You're already aroused enough, seeing as how any time he touched you it was like you couldn't contain yourself. You were also in public, and though you'd done risky stuff with him before it hadn't been nearly as risky as this. You were starting to think that he hadn't remembered your birthday as much as he'd remembered that he liked the dangers of nearly getting caught and now had an excuse to try something new. Not that you were really complaining about it. You shifted a bit as he moved in closer, somehow managing to do this under the table while outwardly remaining very casual about it.
He slips a finger into you slowly, teasingly, causing you to gasp. You bite your lip to keep from moaning. This is a very nice restaurant which really only makes the whole situation hotter. You attempt to focus on the menu, blinking a few times to clear your vision. He leans in, nibbling roughly on your neck only for a moment before grabbing his menu with his free hand like he's not doing any of this. A moment later the waiter steps up to the table. He greets both of you and starts to go over the specials and whatever wine they have that's amazing and the beer that's on tap. You can hardly pay attention to any of this since Roman hasn't stopped his amazing fingers from what they've already started doing.
"Do you know what you want?" He asks casually after a long moment of you trying to keep composure. You hadn't even realized you were asked anything.
"Uh," you clear your throat, "I'd like the uh..." as you try to answer you feel his thumb brush against your clit and you choke back a moan which turns into a cough.
"She'll have what I'm having it's fine." He says then grabs your menu with his and holds it out to the waiter.
"Very good, sir," The waiter says as he takes the menu, either not knowing or caring about why you are acting so weird. The waiter walks off and you glance at the handsome yet slightly unhinged man next to you, realizing you don't even know what he ordered. You aren't sure it matters.
"I-"
"Shhh," he chuckles and sits back a bit more. "Be a good little slut for Daddy and do what you are told." You aren't really sure what he means by that because he didn't specifically tell you do to anything but you are pretty sure you aren't getting away from this without an orgasm. He starts to mess with your clit again and you grab his thigh, digging your nails in. You are close.
"Daddy..." You whimper, glancing around the room a bit trying to tell if anyone can see what's going on here. A few seconds later you climax, holding your breath to keep from making a sound while you shudder violently under his touch. He keeps working his hand until you are finished and shortly after moves his fingers to your lips.
"Open up..."He whispers.
"D-Daddy I don't..people are-"
"No one notices us...trust me...but even if they did that's what you'd fucking want anyway isn't it?" He breathes, "For everyone in this room to know I own that perfect little ass?" You let out a pathetic whimper because you can't even deny he's right, before you take his fingers in your mouth and suck on them gently, tasting yourself on his skin. This continues for nearly a minute before he removes them, seeming to sense that someone is about to catch you two. You breathe a sigh of relief, your heart pounding, but you are pretty sure this is only the beginning.
Your food is served a short while later, during the wait, he takes every chance he can to tease you in one way or another. Whisper in your ear, bite at your neck, grope your tits or thigh, getting you as worked up as he possibly can to keep you on edge. You go to pick up your fork to eat, your hands shaking. All you want to do is fuck him. Even though you are sure he's just as aroused, he's much better at keeping composure. He starts to eat as well then glances in your direction.
"Take a few more bites then head toward the bathrooms. Wait for me." He says.
"But-"
"Do what Daddy says, Kitten," He tells you. For once, your mind isn't on the food here (which seems impossible) but you do what he wants. You take a few more bites before casually getting up and heading for the bathrooms. You get your phone out of your purse once you reach the cornered off area that they are located and start to look at it, or try to, attempting to appear casual. After a few moments he comes around the corner and grabs your arm. There is an even smaller alcove off to the side, a sitting area for people who are waiting, making calls, whatever they need to do in a more private and quiet area of a restaurant. There's no one back here as of now but that doesn't mean there won't be soon.
"Daddy-"
"Shhhh," He whispers, pinning you against the wall so you are facing it. He pushes your skirt up easily, giving your ass a firm squeeze then a slap, he leans into your ear. "Gonna fuck you right here Kitten. Think we'll get caught?" You whine softly, you are hidden from the general area sure, but this would be the most dangerous area to do this as well.
"Maybe, I don't know..."
"Yeah well you'd fucking love it. Someone coming back here seeing my cock in that sweet little cunt." He snarls, shifting behind you to get his cock out. Before you can answer, he thrusts into you. Your mouth opens to scream but he quickly slips a hand over it, shoving a finger into your mouth which you suck on out of instinct because he's got you pretty well trained. You moan but it's muffled and he starts to pound into your roughly, his other hand grabbing your hip.
You know this has to be done quick, but you do like it. You're practically dripping wet and you can periodically hear voices getting close before moving on. The fear and the excitement making your heart race, the motion of his hips and stimulation of his cock making you shake. You start to suck harder on his finger. You can hear him grunting and panting in your ear. His thrusts powerful and fast, he's excited, very excited. You've possibly never seen him like this before but you don't want it to stop. His hand slips from your thigh around front, his fingers easily finding your clit.
"Going to cum for me, Kitten? Huh? Gonna cum all over my cock right fucking here?" He growls in your ear. You don't really have a choice, as you orgasm for a second time that night. He bites into your shoulder roughly to muffle his moans, his hand positioned over your mouth as it is helps to muffle your sounds of pleasure as well. Your eyes close tightly as you thrust back towards him, your hips jerking as the waves of pleasure over take you, cumming quite a few times before it all stops and he pulls away. You rest against the wall, trying to catch your breath. He slaps your ass and turns you to pull you into a hungry kiss. When he pulls back he looks down into your eyes and smiles.
"T-Thank you, Daddy." You whisper and give him a smile.
"That's my girl," He said and strokes your cheek, "Now...go get cleaned up, think you earned a good dessert." He chuckles and fixes himself up a bit before walking off, presumably heading back for the table. You scramble to get into the bathroom and clean up, excited to see what else he has planned for the night.Β
gihun mixing his favorite sweets together β pathetic gihun doing nothing to stop you when you teasingly grind up against him in public β gihun being a gentleman and doing all the work while you sit there moaning β stepcest with gihun (text)
hwang " just the tip " inho β inho taking advantage of you being tied up during a βspecial game" β inho loves taking advantage of an innocent girl β inho punishing you after you spent time with gihun
thanos fucking you as you cry into the stupid bear he won at some crummy arcade to impress you β thanos getting his hands dirty before he makes you see stars β thanos forcing your legs open while he fingers you β namgyu and thanos taking advantage of your pretty little body β thanos using your body while you grind on him
poor min-su completely under your control β reassuring min-su itβs okay, nothing bad can happen if he isnβt inside you β min-suβs first handjob