Fictional Fantasy

(Just a little self indulging soft, fluffy, big boy Husband Simon "Ghost" Riley)

You barely noticed a figure entering the bedroom, your husband’s soft thumping of feet approaching you as you sit with your top unbuttoned focused on a small cocoon nested in your arms. Simon sees you breast feeding your child, looking so angelic and soft as light poured from the windows and into the room, your breath matching with the baby’s. He forgets time as he just takes you in, taking in every single detail of this moment thinking what did a bastard like him do to deserve you, his Angel and the beautiful child you blessed him with.

The little champ was gulping his meal of the day so furiously, tiny fists in the air, fingers moving in sync with each little gulp. You finally looked up to see your husband all silent having this look of adoration, looking at you like this was the moment he was waiting for all his life. He would say he is indeed blessed with a marvellous sight , one he never in a million years he thought would be possible.

“My Lu’ve” his thick accent rolled past his lips as your eyes met, your lips tugging into a exhausted but contented smile.

He comes over to caress the baby’s cheeks with an adoring look glazing all over it's form, finally settling on the expressions the small human did, looking up in awe at his dada, eyes exact shade as his.

“This little attention seeker…” you could see Simon’s eyes soften and his fingers stalling as he leaned in to kiss on the baby's forehead. He was a big man and very strong. So strong that he himself at times didn't even know his to control his own strength and ended up causing accidents, for which he would have this big puppy eyes after along with the sulking, as he gets sad he couldn't control himself. There was definitely something you felt seeing your big husband trying his best to be soft and gentle, especially now of all times.

“Keeps stealing you away from me…and my meals” Simon said as his eyes set on your beautiful full breasts playfully before he kissed your forehead.

You laugh at him turning your head towards him as he sat beside you.

“Just like his dad.. Can't tolerate not having my attention I guess Mister Riley” you lean on his side as his large hand wrapped around your shoulders, steading you against his huge frame.

But your son soon bit you making you hiss lowly in pain, a new habit he has been starting to have from the last few days and it was hurting your sensitive flesh. Simon staggered forward with concern, eyebrows scrunched at your displeasure.

“We really should get that milk pump we saw last time…Or atleast a nip cover Mama” Simon’s pinky finger evaded the babies lips as his son clutched dada’s finger in his tiny hands thinking it was food.

“Oh he's teething good Mama” Simon's face lit up as he looked at you and planted a kiss on your lips, clutching your neck. The sound of your pecks echoed together with your son’s excited sounds seeing his parents together filled with nothing but love. The few quiet moments passed, of you feeding your son, leaning against your husband's chest. You could feel your fatigue melting away by relaxation just by your husband's supportive presence beside you.

“Imma wash the dishes real quick a'right?” He gave a quick peck on your cheek as you laid down on the bed beside the wrapped human burrito, your hands protective around the form.

"Maybe i could help you with second round on the other side, after?” His eyes rested on your chest, his eyes playfully glistening as he looked up at your beautiful face.

“Then the laundry better be finished too mister!”

“A’ye, Mrs.Riley!” he gave a two finger salute with a Cheshire grin before he happily left the room.

It had you thinking if you had just given your husband a vigor filled motivational reason to do stuff around the house faster!

Finally dropping this hope you guys give this fic a lot of love.

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WARNINGS: Explicit school smut, legal age, name calling, dirty talk, praising + shaming, slight lesbian action, dubious consent, semi-public banging, very slight degradation.

SUMMARY: Na Jaemin seems to catch you in compromising situations one too many times for your liking and it got on your nerves. But third time's the charm they say.

PAIRING: Jaemin x f!reader

You were getting a new habit, a habit of getting horny in school specifically. It was an intriguing fantasy you picked up few months after your 18th Birthday. You tried to subdue your thoughts reasoning it was just your erratic hormones or some shit, rationally. But to add fuel to the fire you came across a few intrusive hentais, the ones that had girls getting rammed in school and even some more nastier than that. You knew this was not the most safe fantasy, but it seemed tempting, a very sweet temptation just for that cause.

It was a fine sunny day, you laundered around the rooftop, sucking on your lollipop as a dessert after a hearty meal. It was then the first unfortunate encounter occurred, behind the old clutter pile- a location you were sure none would frequent after observing the place for a few days like a hawk and got down to business. That's how you ended up with Na Jaemin catching you in the broad daylight with your hands stuffed inside your panties, school uniform a mess. Face and hair lit golden with the rays blaring behind from you, his face came into your view. Your already short skirt riding up on your thighs, mouth slacked in a soundless moan and hair splayed across your chest messily along with the crumpled pristine white shirt was the sight he met.

"Wow, now that's a sight to savour" you heard a deep voice boom on your right, startling you out of pleasure. Neck cranking abruptly to identify the intruder, fingers dangling on your now clothed thigh, eyes wide as your heart picked up beat.

"Fucks sake" you cursed under your breath. You could hear your heartbeat in your ears, blood flowing fast heating your face, the consequence of being caught in the deed. Rising from the cement seat with a slow and steady stride unlike your heart, your feet planted right before his, shoulders squaring confidently like nothing expired few moments ago and wiped your soiled fingers on his shirt, crumpling them.

Holding your annoyed gaze your leaned forward, bodies getting too close for comfort. Adjusting and shifting your uniform proper in front of him, your other hand combed through your hair and pushed past him, to show you were not intimidated nor shaken by him discovering you in a compromising position.

Huge hands shot out strongly to grab you before you could leave. He leaned in, whispering "Someone's being too adventurous, no?"

Totally startled by his rough handling, your legs froze in place. You turned around to see his face levelled to your ears previously, now your face grazed his cheeks, upping him.

"Try not to think about me at night" you coyly teased him as you let your nose graze along his cheeks, hands grabbing his belt to graze over his sides trying to intimidate him as you did before, before you pulled away. Breaking out of his hold you quickly spirited away as fast as your legs would take you.

Now, the reason you weren't grovelling at his feet not to tell anyone was, Na Jaemin-himself was the infamous school slut. Getting caught by him? You were positive he doesn't give two flying fucks. He must have had too many adventures to explore in and out of this school to even consider yours to be scandalous by his standards. Right?? Well according to the grapevine it seemed so. So you were good. That’s what you thought.

The Second encounter was when you were pretending to be reading a book in the secluded garden of the cafeteria, experiencing the calming sounds of the birds surrounded by peace as your vibrator drilled into you in a sensual pace. You had been teasing yourself from morning and all you wanted was to get off in peace, you sighed and relaxed at the pleasure building slowly. Then he had to show up wearing that jacket with his hands shoved deep into the pockets, a little hop in his heels. Your cunt tightened around the toy, thighs clenching in anticipation as your sensed a visitor. Too bad he locked eyes with you right as you came, your eyes fluttering rapidly only to close them as your chest heaved, eyes rolling to savour the high.

"What the-"

"Ah" your voice cracked, a small moan slipping past your throat, face crumpling softly unable to keep the feelings of pleasure down. Your thighs pulsed under the table as Jaemin just blinked. Your mind was muddled as you thought he wouldn’t hear you at that distance.

"Did you just-?"

"Fuck off Na Jaemin" your parched throat managed to croak out after a few seconds, your notebook now shielding your post orgasmic blissful face from him. Like he didn't see it seconds before.

“Wow, alright" expressed his bewilderment as he rerouted to leave you alone, footsteps scurrying as the sound faded soon.

The last straw was again on the rooftop and honestly you were getting a little too frustrated with how your adventures have been unfolding and you wanted to have it done and dusted properly. So you were getting frisky with Ryujin, her face buried between your thighs as her nails digged into your ass. She was the best at head, or so your heard through the dependable grapevine, so you asked her for a little help. It was going so well until the school whore rudely interrupted you.

Sometimes, just sometimes you thought you could have just asked Jaemin to rail you in school, to make a mess of your cute skirt as you moaned in pleasure, too fucked out as you drooled spit, brain deemed not capable to even think- just like all those girls you saw in the anime. You imagined it countless times to get off, to be whored by the hotshot of the school, you could have just asked for a favour with no strings attached. You knew he was more than capable, even a very fan-fucking-tastic ride would be guaranteed.  But you didn't.

The thing about Na Jaemin was that, he was such a fucking charmer.  Deadly Charming. He was too good, he even charmed the nasty rich princess of the school in weeks. Weeks. The obnoxious aura he gave off annoyed you to no end, he knew his stuff-let it be studies or sports but to add distaste he was extremely good looking. A tidy clean look but a badboy attitude, really good grades and top it off, such a charmer knowing what  strings to pull. He was the ultimate temptation. Your temptation. Tempting you to ruin his perfectly gelled hair and clean face with your juices. Ah the fantasies yes, they were countless.

"Horny much?" He asked before you could curse.

You ushered Ryujin to leave hushedly, muttering you'll talk later with her. The girl’s bag oscillated on her shoulders as she left, leaving you two alone. He was fast, as soon as the stair door closed, his body slammed into yours as he clutched your nape. His left hand prying your thighs apart. You inhaled his scent, chest rutting against him as he hoisted your hips on the cold wall, making you flinch.

"Get the fuck away" hands slammed against his chest in attempt to push him away. Too bad he had strong hands. Struggling against his body, you tried not to snap against the iron fence, it seemed delicate against your back, the fear of toppling over with it to the ground flashed your mind. You clutched his shirt unconsciously as the new fear creeped up.

"You wanted to get away from me?" Eyebrows raised motioning your hands in question. Fingers unclutched the fabric but rebounded as your head snapped back to look down through the fence holes, feeding the paranoid thoughts.

"Stay still and you'll be fine"

Your eyes gazed into his warm solid gaze. You tried relaxing by letting out a deep breath, fingers still crumpled in his pristine white shirt.

"We have a new addition to the league? I’ve been catching you a lot frequently don't you think?" His jaw tipped, eyes sparkling to tease you.

"I have class, leave me now" your hands pushed against his shoulders to no yield, you thumping on his chest only to have his hands tighten on your nape to angle your face to see him, his frame closing in on you.

"We have the same classes, don't lie to weasel out of the question. You seem to have picked a good service today? Ryujin?"

".......heard she gives good head" you mumbled looking around the building.

Jaemin looked intriguingly at you.

"Could have asked me instead of a junior, no? Want me to finish eating you out?" His knee rubbed against your slit, pressure increasing in circular motions as a perfect smirk marred his face. Your response fuelled his actions, now lips kissing below your ear, peppering with small light ones to coax you into desire.

"Jae-min please" You were whimpering.

"You looked so tempting the last time, you know. At the garden, yes? Fuck." his hips rutted against your stomach softly as his voice deepened at your whine, kisses getting wetter. You let out a soft moan. You hated his cocky attitude. So much.

"Do you know how fucking enticing you looked when you came? Was it a toy?"

You nodded shame taking over you.

"Such a fucking slut. Naughty. Naughty. Getting off in school, in the middle of the day?  Nothing but a Slut. Not just once but thrice?"

"I'm not a-" you hiccuped, doe eyes looking at his face with irritation.

He cupped you, your wetness sucking his palm instantly making you exhale in satisfaction.

"Then what is this?" Fingers rubbed against your entrance roughly, drawing out long strokes to circle his palm right on your cherry.

"Should have just asked me, y'know?" He repeated again.

Unable to resist your desire, you captured his lips softly as you hips rutted against his palm, a soft 'please' feel out of your mouth. Thick fingers slipping inside, sliding easy into the warmth, palm pushing you further against the fence to ram into you with each plunge. Hands clutched his shoulders tightly, his lips kissing under your exposed throat. Your finger tugged his hair, making him look up at you. Your mouth met his lips in a fever, yearning to taste his heat as tongues coaxed each other.

"F-Fuck"

"Close?"

You nodded, eyes zoning out as your head pressed against the fence. Barely recognising him tear the small cover tugging with his teeth, fishing out the condom. Zip tugged down in haste he rolled it down his length. Whining at the loss of contact, your eyes look in his length.

“Oh” your initial state of shock let out the one syllabled word.

'Damn no, that ain't going inside' you alarmed. But the dirty side of you recollected the images you saw on the censored site flashed one by one. The girls being made to bend as the dude's thick dick seemed to pound away to heaven, nasty juices marring each other. Your tongue salivated, you knew your pussy would be stretched out, the mere thought of accommodating his dick was palpitating to you, your cunt. Wetness seeped down to the cold wall, even more as you visualised him pounding you mindless.

"So fucking wet" he spit into his fingers to rub it all over the clit, dipping down to collect your slick. Fingers pushed into his lips to taste you, humming as he licked the sweetness. Your hips bucked, eyes clouded in pleasure.

"I know my dick looks impressionable but you’ve done this before right?" his impeccable eyebrow lifted high.

"Y-Yeah"

But your response only seemed to make look at your direction skeptically.

"How many?" He had a weird expression on.

"Why does that matter Jaemin"

"Just answer"

"I swear to fucking God I don't have to tell you-"

"Well I'm trying to make this better for both of us here"

"Er...Three...Five..i don't know" embarrassed at the way he kept pushing you right now. You could just kick that jerk’s ass off if he wasn't about to fuck you. Asking about experience? Was he going to flex his shining ‘I fuck more and better' medals before you now or what?

He stepped away from you, removing any contact and the pleasurable high leaving you but the worst was the thought that you had immediately after that as you blinked at him. He's not gonna leave you like that right?

“I’ve done it around twice or thrice and the rest was all oral, half way or something so I don't remember exactly alright”

“Hmm” he murmured. He closed in and you barely registered him pushing the condom down his length, rosy tip now rubbing back and forth against your slit, your breath choked in puffs of air.

"Done it thrice max and you walking around the school getting orgasms as you walk. It's always the inexperienced little horny sluts strutting around like they know shit, no?"

His tip pushed into your warm cunt, slowly opening you apart as you felt him barely enter you. Your chest heaved as he teased you just with the tip rocking back and forth, crying out his name to make him stop teasing, neck thrown back.

"Think you can take me, hmm?" He didn't even give time as he plunged straight to bottom out in you, balls slapping on the inside of the ass.

"A-Ahh-hng" His hot dick plummeted into your womb, juices squirting excessively to accommodate his huge size. His grip tightened on your nape, holding you from falling off and on your hips to hold your down.

"Too tight" he thrusted slowly, groaning at how soft were. Sucking him into your wet pussy like a vice  even as he slid out. You unbuttoned his shirt, pushing past his muscly forearms, the visual aiding your pleasure as your pussy throbbed with his rough thrusts.

He lifted you down to the ground, turning around as he thrusted back into you. Your ass against his thighs, sac bouncing into the cervix of your ass with each deep push. Kisses lingered on your neck, occasional nips synced as he twirled his fingers between your nips harshly. Chests heaving against each other, skin getting icky not with just the hot sun you both gripped on each other as pleasure built with each second.

"Grab the wall" he commanded, voice stained. You knew he was close, so you wiggled your ass against him, jutting your hips to meet his thrusts.

"Just like that, yes, fuck just like that" he smacked your fleshy ass smothering it down to travel down to your mound, fingers pushing against the clit to push you on the edge.

"F-Fuck...inside, come inside please" you whined in your hazy high, dick hitting your delicious stop over and over. It was too fast, mind not comprehending with how good he gave you.

You heard him say a deep fuck before he pounded you to your orgasm. Withering against his dick to milk him into you, muttering 'please please' over and over again. You felt him empty into the condom, the hot liquid stretching inside you. Minutes passed as you both rested and stayed there.

"You're still hard" you observed unsettlingly as he pulled out, the condom tugging out of you with a huge pop making you moan.

"Lift your ass and wiggle it"

Taken aback but reluctantly turned away to comply exactly as he told, pushing your hips awkwardly to move your ass- no, twerk. His hands guiding you to control your movements, you wiggled around making the flesh jiggle with each movement made. His hands wrapped around the base of his length, pumping rhythmically with your ass to squeeze the tip sloppily. His balls tightened as your swollen clit gaped into view, hot sac unleashing the white ropes onto your ass. He jerked forward in his fist sharply to paint your pussy in the last of his remnants.

You didn't even notice him taking out his phone to click a pic of your ass out vulgarly, cunt soiled by his cum as it gaped by being used open, moments before.

Both dressed and descended down the stairs as he flashed you your picture. Mortified you snatched the device off his hands.

"Delete that and I won't be fucking you again"

"W-what-" you were taken aback.

Hands cupped your ass to squeeze it softly, his lips kissing your collarbones so softly as your body went limp against him. His phone was back in his grasp again, you now annoyed as you fell for that seducing motherfucker. Well he did momentarily distract you and your sex crazed mind wasn't alert right now.

"Ciao aaaannnddd I'll definitely think of you at night" he whispered in your ears as he pressed a kiss to your lips, leaving you stunned. You didn't know what you were getting into then.

You thought you were done with him when you fucked last time, but it seemed not so. He dragged you up to a secluded classroom next time, bombarding your break abruptly as he pushed you onto one of the hard benches. Spreading those thighs apart as eyes intensely stared at your core.

"Jaemin what is this?"

"I'm so seriously fucking stressed, so I’m gonna eating you out"

"What happened?" Skirt pushed up exposing the lacy panties, you asked like you didn’t enjoy him saying he was gonna devour your pussy.

"Hmmm, your smell good" he hummed centimetres away from your heat. You dripped more at his compliment, the sensations he made you feel last time coming back. Panty discarded his hands digged into your soft flesh of your thighs, huge tongue swiping wet streaks mingling with your own wetness.

You clutched his shoulders once again for grounding but his arms pushed you back, flat on your back as your legs draped over him. He sucked and slurped on your clit, fingers teasing you open.

"You're acting like you're sex depraved or something" you breathlessly commented.

He glared up at you, mouth enclosing your slit to sharply suck on it while he maintained eye contact. Tongue danced on your clit teasing harshly to suck with power. You hips elevated as he sucked, toes curling as your center pulsed.

His longer middle finger slid into you to chase your orgasm, tongue and finger fucking to draw the orgasm out.

"Jaemin, J-Jae-Jaem- ohhh fuuu-" hips rutted against his face aggressively, hands clutching his head pushing him into your cunt.

"Dirty, dirty slut" Dipping his tongue in and out of your hole, you creamed as you came. Hips jumped threatening to smash into his face as your intense orgasmic high pulsed through your body.

Hair sticking all around your neck, the shirt stuck to your back like you just ran a fucking marathon. His cum painted face gleamed in satisfaction, a wide smile painting his face unlike the one when he dragged you into the classroom here moments before.

You thought you went crazy as your brain told Jaemin did look cute with your cum painted over his face and hair all crumpled and soft .

Few days after that, you received a weird message from him and one fine morning- a very early morning you could say, you sat on the bench at the secluded back area of the school.

A smirk marred his face as usual when he stood in front of you, scanning your body shamelessly up and down. A low whistle from his lips directed at you, an appreciating gesture that you found yourself wetting over everytime he did it.

You rose and he greeted you in a hug, nose grazed your neck as he smooched it wet.

“It’s like eight o'clock in the morning” you sighed. A smack jerked you up against his shoulders.

“We both know you wouldn't have showed up if you didn't want to while I asked the day before yesterday. Hmm is you skirt shorter today?”

“What you gonna do? Punish me?” you immediately regretted expressing your ungated thoughts aloud. His eyes darkened and he commenced forward like he was about to hunt his prey. Pushing you to sit on the slab he forced your thighs apart. He didn't fail to intimidate you, you crudely opening your legs and him towering over you made you feel smaller but somehow your pussy pulsed alive. Maybe you are turning insatiable.

His belt cluttered down the hard cement, zipper opening at the blink of an eye. His length sprung proud, the red tip making you salivate in wishes of sucking him. Your panties twisted to the side, his hips rolled forward, slamming inside you abruptly as his girth tested you.

"A-ah too big" you pained.

"You'll get used to it when you're my slut" kiss softer on your neck contrasting his actions.

"I'm not your slut" you tried pathetically. His pace picked up, hands grabbing your jaw to face him as other twirled your nipples harshly. You leaked juice, making his length slip easier but also sloppier.

"You like that?" A taunting in his voice. "Fuck you're getting wetter baby" his hips picked up pace, your hands gripped edge of cement bench. You were thankful the surface was smooth as your hips rolled back to meet his dick deep inside you. His tip hit your womb, making your eyes will back in pleasure.

"Then tell me, how does getting fucked by the school whore feel like? Acceptable for your highnesses naughty adventures? Hmm? " His hands never stopped abusing your poor nipples- tugging, tweaking and pinching it around.

"Jae-min"

"Yes baby"

"F-faster please"

Thighs spread wider as your back arched, body getting filled with pleasure under his expert hands, you tried to grab his hands to stimulate on your clit.

"Fuck-k it feels so good"

He spit in his fingers as he rubbed your bud, you were sure if someone were nearby, they could have heard your lusty moans that were increasing in sound. His hands shoved into your mouth, tongue dripping with saliva, you sucked on him as you heaved from the approaching orgasm.

"Come over me, just like the slut you are. Come all over my dick, yeah" he coaxed softly, his voice sending you over the edge.

"I-inside, please" you begged again, mind muddled with lust repeating it over and over, just like the slut he made you feel like, the thrill of experiencing and fulfilling your fantasies making you a total whore for his dick.

“Inside?” his breathless voice tipped in amusement.

“Y-yes”

“Fuck you are really a dirty whore. Telling me to come inside you and fill you up? You like that?”

You only whined in response to his dirty talk.

“Whose slut are you baby?”

“The school slut’s slut” your snarky remark passed before you could stop. Honestly, that sentence was a turn on for you but not for Jae-min.

"Whose. Slut. Are. You" his huge hands grabbed your jaw, locking your gazes.

"Ah-yours, Jaemin" you retaliated but the damage was done it seemed.

“You know what, never mind” he said as he pulled out of you. He jacked off on your as he glared down as you, making crude faces as he pleasured himself in front of your spread pussy. Cum leaked all over your skirt, shooting up messily.

“You bought what I asked?”

“ Yeah” you were confused, being left hanging middle from the banging session. Your hands gripped your bag on the right to fumble around for a few seconds. Taking out the item,  you handed it over to him. He took out his phone and captured a picture of you again as your wide eyes looked up at him, taken aback.

He spit on the toy spreading around its length, teasing the tip on your pussy. The throttled the length in and out of you few times slicking it with your juices. He pulled up your panties as he spoke.

“We have Chem first? Let’s see you be a good girl and stay quiet. Okay?”

“Jaemin stop fucking aroun-“

“My new sweet little slut needs better training. Do you think you even qualify to be the school slut’s slut? Hm?” he gripped you jaw tilting it to side.

Fuck, you hated him.

Tucking his shirt up and buttoning them into place, he smoothed down the fabric once again looking neat as before. Hand waving as he exited to the bathroom with his phone clutched in cleaner hand, eyes looking down at it. You felt the lengthy toy between your folds vibrate to life.

It's going to be a long long day.

(Just a little self indulging soft, fluffy, big boy Husband Simon "Ghost" Riley)

You barely noticed a figure entering the bedroom, your husband’s soft thumping of feet approaching you as you sit with your top unbuttoned focused on a small cocoon nested in your arms. Simon sees you breast feeding your child, looking so angelic and soft as light poured from the windows and into the room, your breath matching with the baby’s. He forgets time as he just takes you in, taking in every single detail of this moment thinking what did a bastard like him do to deserve you, his Angel and the beautiful child you blessed him with.

The little champ was gulping his meal of the day so furiously, tiny fists in the air, fingers moving in sync with each little gulp. You finally looked up to see your husband all silent having this look of adoration, looking at you like this was the moment he was waiting for all his life. He would say he is indeed blessed with a marvellous sight , one he never in a million years he thought would be possible.

“My Lu’ve” his thick accent rolled past his lips as your eyes met, your lips tugging into a exhausted but contented smile.

He comes over to caress the baby’s cheeks with an adoring look glazing all over it's form, finally settling on the expressions the small human did, looking up in awe at his dada, eyes exact shade as his.

“This little attention seeker…” you could see Simon’s eyes soften and his fingers stalling as he leaned in to kiss on the baby's forehead. He was a big man and very strong. So strong that he himself at times didn't even know his to control his own strength and ended up causing accidents, for which he would have this big puppy eyes after along with the sulking, as he gets sad he couldn't control himself. There was definitely something you felt seeing your big husband trying his best to be soft and gentle, especially now of all times.

“Keeps stealing you away from me…and my meals” Simon said as his eyes set on your beautiful full breasts playfully before he kissed your forehead.

You laugh at him turning your head towards him as he sat beside you.

“Just like his dad.. Can't tolerate not having my attention I guess Mister Riley” you lean on his side as his large hand wrapped around your shoulders, steading you against his huge frame.

But your son soon bit you making you hiss lowly in pain, a new habit he has been starting to have from the last few days and it was hurting your sensitive flesh. Simon staggered forward with concern, eyebrows scrunched at your displeasure.

“We really should get that milk pump we saw last time…Or atleast a nip cover Mama” Simon’s pinky finger evaded the babies lips as his son clutched dada’s finger in his tiny hands thinking it was food.

“Oh he's teething good Mama” Simon's face lit up as he looked at you and planted a kiss on your lips, clutching your neck. The sound of your pecks echoed together with your son’s excited sounds seeing his parents together filled with nothing but love. The few quiet moments passed, of you feeding your son, leaning against your husband's chest. You could feel your fatigue melting away by relaxation just by your husband's supportive presence beside you.

“Imma wash the dishes real quick a'right?” He gave a quick peck on your cheek as you laid down on the bed beside the wrapped human burrito, your hands protective around the form.

"Maybe i could help you with second round on the other side, after?” His eyes rested on your chest, his eyes playfully glistening as he looked up at your beautiful face.

“Then the laundry better be finished too mister!”

“A’ye, Mrs.Riley!” he gave a two finger salute with a Cheshire grin before he happily left the room.

It had you thinking if you had just given your husband a vigor filled motivational reason to do stuff around the house faster!

(Just a little self indulging soft, fluffy, big boy Husband Simon "Ghost" Riley)

You barely noticed a figure entering the bedroom, your husband’s soft thumping of feet approaching you as you sit with your top unbuttoned focused on a small cocoon nested in your arms. Simon sees you breast feeding your child, looking so angelic and soft as light poured from the windows and into the room, your breath matching with the baby’s. He forgets time as he just takes you in, taking in every single detail of this moment thinking what did a bastard like him do to deserve you, his Angel and the beautiful child you blessed him with.

The little champ was gulping his meal of the day so furiously, tiny fists in the air, fingers moving in sync with each little gulp. You finally looked up to see your husband all silent having this look of adoration, looking at you like this was the moment he was waiting for all his life. He would say he is indeed blessed with a marvellous sight , one he never in a million years he thought would be possible.

“My Lu’ve” his thick accent rolled past his lips as your eyes met, your lips tugging into a exhausted but contented smile.

He comes over to caress the baby’s cheeks with an adoring look glazing all over it's form, finally settling on the expressions the small human did, looking up in awe at his dada, eyes exact shade as his.

He comes over to caress the baby’s cheeks with an adoring look glazing all over it's form, finally settling on the expressions the small human did, looking up in awe at his dada, eyes exact shade as his.

“This little attention seeker…” you could see Simon’s eyes soften and his fingers stalling as he leaned in to kiss on the baby's forehead. He was a big man and very strong. So strong that he himself at times didn't even know his to control his own strength and ended up causing accidents, for which he would have this big puppy eyes after along with the sulking, as he gets sad he couldn't control himself. There was definitely something you felt seeing your big husband trying his best to be soft and gentle, especially now of all times.

“Keeps stealing you away from me…and my meals” Simon said as his eyes set on your beautiful full breasts playfully before he kissed your forehead.

You laugh at him turning your head towards him as he sat beside you.

“Just like his dad.. Can't tolerate not having my attention I guess Mister Riley” you lean on his side as his large hand wrapped around your shoulders, steading you against his huge frame.

But your son soon bit your sensitive flesh, a new habit he has been starting to have from few days back and that was hurting your sensitive flesh. Simon staggered forward with concern, eyebrows scrunched at your displeasure.

“We really should get that milk pump we saw last time…Or atleast a nip cover Mama” Simon’s pinky finger evaded the babies lips as his son clutched dada’s finger in his tiny hands thinking it was food.

“Oh he's teething good Mama” Simon's face lit up as he looked at you and planted a kiss on your lips, clutching your neck. The sound of your pecks echoed together with your son’s excited sounds seeing his parents together filled with nothing but love. The few quiet moments passed, of you feeding your son, leaning against your husband's chest. You could feel your fatigue melting away by relaxation just by your husband's supportive presence beside you.

“Imma wash the dishes real quick alright?” He gave a quick peck on your cheek as you laid down on the bed beside the wrapped human burrito, your hands protective around the form.

“A’ye, Mrs.Riley!” he gave a two finger salute with a Cheshire grin before he happily left the room.

"Maybe i could help you with second round on the other side, after?” His eyes rested on your chest, his eyes playfully glistening as he looked up at your beautiful face.

“Then the laundry better be finished too mister!”

It had you thinking if you had just given your husband a vigor filled motivational reason to do stuff around the house faster!

Finally dropping this hope you guys give this fic a lot of love.

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WARNINGS: Explicit school smut, legal age, name calling, dirty talk, praising + shaming, slight lesbian action, dubious consent, semi-public banging, very slight degradation.

SUMMARY: Na Jaemin seems to catch you in compromising situations one too many times for your liking and it got on your nerves. But third time's the charm they say.

PAIRING: Jaemin x f!reader

You were getting a new habit, a habit of getting horny in school specifically. It was an intriguing fantasy you picked up few months after your 18th Birthday. You tried to subdue your thoughts reasoning it was just your erratic hormones or some shit, rationally. But to add fuel to the fire you came across a few intrusive hentais, the ones that had girls getting rammed in school and even some more nastier than that. You knew this was not the most safe fantasy, but it seemed tempting, a very sweet temptation just for that cause.

It was a fine sunny day, you laundered around the rooftop, sucking on your lollipop as a dessert after a hearty meal. It was then the first unfortunate encounter occurred, behind the old clutter pile- a location you were sure none would frequent after observing the place for a few days like a hawk and got down to business. That's how you ended up with Na Jaemin catching you in the broad daylight with your hands stuffed inside your panties, school uniform a mess. Face and hair lit golden with the rays blaring behind from you, his face came into your view. Your already short skirt riding up on your thighs, mouth slacked in a soundless moan and hair splayed across your chest messily along with the crumpled pristine white shirt was the sight he met.

"Wow, now that's a sight to savour" you heard a deep voice boom on your right, startling you out of pleasure. Neck cranking abruptly to identify the intruder, fingers dangling on your now clothed thigh, eyes wide as your heart picked up beat.

"Fucks sake" you cursed under your breath. You could hear your heartbeat in your ears, blood flowing fast heating your face, the consequence of being caught in the deed. Rising from the cement seat with a slow and steady stride unlike your heart, your feet planted right before his, shoulders squaring confidently like nothing expired few moments ago and wiped your soiled fingers on his shirt, crumpling them.

Holding your annoyed gaze your leaned forward, bodies getting too close for comfort. Adjusting and shifting your uniform proper in front of him, your other hand combed through your hair and pushed past him, to show you were not intimidated nor shaken by him discovering you in a compromising position.

Huge hands shot out strongly to grab you before you could leave. He leaned in, whispering "Someone's being too adventurous, no?"

Totally startled by his rough handling, your legs froze in place. You turned around to see his face levelled to your ears previously, now your face grazed his cheeks, upping him.

"Try not to think about me at night" you coyly teased him as you let your nose graze along his cheeks, hands grabbing his belt to graze over his sides trying to intimidate him as you did before, before you pulled away. Breaking out of his hold you quickly spirited away as fast as your legs would take you.

Now, the reason you weren't grovelling at his feet not to tell anyone was, Na Jaemin-himself was the infamous school slut. Getting caught by him? You were positive he doesn't give two flying fucks. He must have had too many adventures to explore in and out of this school to even consider yours to be scandalous by his standards. Right?? Well according to the grapevine it seemed so. So you were good. That’s what you thought.

The Second encounter was when you were pretending to be reading a book in the secluded garden of the cafeteria, experiencing the calming sounds of the birds surrounded by peace as your vibrator drilled into you in a sensual pace. You had been teasing yourself from morning and all you wanted was to get off in peace, you sighed and relaxed at the pleasure building slowly. Then he had to show up wearing that jacket with his hands shoved deep into the pockets, a little hop in his heels. Your cunt tightened around the toy, thighs clenching in anticipation as your sensed a visitor. Too bad he locked eyes with you right as you came, your eyes fluttering rapidly only to close them as your chest heaved, eyes rolling to savour the high.

"What the-"

"Ah" your voice cracked, a small moan slipping past your throat, face crumpling softly unable to keep the feelings of pleasure down. Your thighs pulsed under the table as Jaemin just blinked. Your mind was muddled as you thought he wouldn’t hear you at that distance.

"Did you just-?"

"Fuck off Na Jaemin" your parched throat managed to croak out after a few seconds, your notebook now shielding your post orgasmic blissful face from him. Like he didn't see it seconds before.

“Wow, alright" expressed his bewilderment as he rerouted to leave you alone, footsteps scurrying as the sound faded soon.

The last straw was again on the rooftop and honestly you were getting a little too frustrated with how your adventures have been unfolding and you wanted to have it done and dusted properly. So you were getting frisky with Ryujin, her face buried between your thighs as her nails digged into your ass. She was the best at head, or so your heard through the dependable grapevine, so you asked her for a little help. It was going so well until the school whore rudely interrupted you.

Sometimes, just sometimes you thought you could have just asked Jaemin to rail you in school, to make a mess of your cute skirt as you moaned in pleasure, too fucked out as you drooled spit, brain deemed not capable to even think- just like all those girls you saw in the anime. You imagined it countless times to get off, to be whored by the hotshot of the school, you could have just asked for a favour with no strings attached. You knew he was more than capable, even a very fan-fucking-tastic ride would be guaranteed.  But you didn't.

The thing about Na Jaemin was that, he was such a fucking charmer.  Deadly Charming. He was too good, he even charmed the nasty rich princess of the school in weeks. Weeks. The obnoxious aura he gave off annoyed you to no end, he knew his stuff-let it be studies or sports but to add distaste he was extremely good looking. A tidy clean look but a badboy attitude, really good grades and top it off, such a charmer knowing what  strings to pull. He was the ultimate temptation. Your temptation. Tempting you to ruin his perfectly gelled hair and clean face with your juices. Ah the fantasies yes, they were countless.

"Horny much?" He asked before you could curse.

You ushered Ryujin to leave hushedly, muttering you'll talk later with her. The girl’s bag oscillated on her shoulders as she left, leaving you two alone. He was fast, as soon as the stair door closed, his body slammed into yours as he clutched your nape. His left hand prying your thighs apart. You inhaled his scent, chest rutting against him as he hoisted your hips on the cold wall, making you flinch.

"Get the fuck away" hands slammed against his chest in attempt to push him away. Too bad he had strong hands. Struggling against his body, you tried not to snap against the iron fence, it seemed delicate against your back, the fear of toppling over with it to the ground flashed your mind. You clutched his shirt unconsciously as the new fear creeped up.

"You wanted to get away from me?" Eyebrows raised motioning your hands in question. Fingers unclutched the fabric but rebounded as your head snapped back to look down through the fence holes, feeding the paranoid thoughts.

"Stay still and you'll be fine"

Your eyes gazed into his warm solid gaze. You tried relaxing by letting out a deep breath, fingers still crumpled in his pristine white shirt.

"We have a new addition to the league? I’ve been catching you a lot frequently don't you think?" His jaw tipped, eyes sparkling to tease you.

"I have class, leave me now" your hands pushed against his shoulders to no yield, you thumping on his chest only to have his hands tighten on your nape to angle your face to see him, his frame closing in on you.

"We have the same classes, don't lie to weasel out of the question. You seem to have picked a good service today? Ryujin?"

".......heard she gives good head" you mumbled looking around the building.

Jaemin looked intriguingly at you.

"Could have asked me instead of a junior, no? Want me to finish eating you out?" His knee rubbed against your slit, pressure increasing in circular motions as a perfect smirk marred his face. Your response fuelled his actions, now lips kissing below your ear, peppering with small light ones to coax you into desire.

"Jae-min please" You were whimpering.

"You looked so tempting the last time, you know. At the garden, yes? Fuck." his hips rutted against your stomach softly as his voice deepened at your whine, kisses getting wetter. You let out a soft moan. You hated his cocky attitude. So much.

"Do you know how fucking enticing you looked when you came? Was it a toy?"

You nodded shame taking over you.

"Such a fucking slut. Naughty. Naughty. Getting off in school, in the middle of the day?  Nothing but a Slut. Not just once but thrice?"

"I'm not a-" you hiccuped, doe eyes looking at his face with irritation.

He cupped you, your wetness sucking his palm instantly making you exhale in satisfaction.

"Then what is this?" Fingers rubbed against your entrance roughly, drawing out long strokes to circle his palm right on your cherry.

"Should have just asked me, y'know?" He repeated again.

Unable to resist your desire, you captured his lips softly as you hips rutted against his palm, a soft 'please' feel out of your mouth. Thick fingers slipping inside, sliding easy into the warmth, palm pushing you further against the fence to ram into you with each plunge. Hands clutched his shoulders tightly, his lips kissing under your exposed throat. Your finger tugged his hair, making him look up at you. Your mouth met his lips in a fever, yearning to taste his heat as tongues coaxed each other.

"F-Fuck"

"Close?"

You nodded, eyes zoning out as your head pressed against the fence. Barely recognising him tear the small cover tugging with his teeth, fishing out the condom. Zip tugged down in haste he rolled it down his length. Whining at the loss of contact, your eyes look in his length.

“Oh” your initial state of shock let out the one syllabled word.

'Damn no, that ain't going inside' you alarmed. But the dirty side of you recollected the images you saw on the censored site flashed one by one. The girls being made to bend as the dude's thick dick seemed to pound away to heaven, nasty juices marring each other. Your tongue salivated, you knew your pussy would be stretched out, the mere thought of accommodating his dick was palpitating to you, your cunt. Wetness seeped down to the cold wall, even more as you visualised him pounding you mindless.

"So fucking wet" he spit into his fingers to rub it all over the clit, dipping down to collect your slick. Fingers pushed into his lips to taste you, humming as he licked the sweetness. Your hips bucked, eyes clouded in pleasure.

"I know my dick looks impressionable but you’ve done this before right?" his impeccable eyebrow lifted high.

"Y-Yeah"

But your response only seemed to make look at your direction skeptically.

"How many?" He had a weird expression on.

"Why does that matter Jaemin"

"Just answer"

"I swear to fucking God I don't have to tell you-"

"Well I'm trying to make this better for both of us here"

"Er...Three...Five..i don't know" embarrassed at the way he kept pushing you right now. You could just kick that jerk’s ass off if he wasn't about to fuck you. Asking about experience? Was he going to flex his shining ‘I fuck more and better' medals before you now or what?

He stepped away from you, removing any contact and the pleasurable high leaving you but the worst was the thought that you had immediately after that as you blinked at him. He's not gonna leave you like that right?

“I’ve done it around twice or thrice and the rest was all oral, half way or something so I don't remember exactly alright”

“Hmm” he murmured. He closed in and you barely registered him pushing the condom down his length, rosy tip now rubbing back and forth against your slit, your breath choked in puffs of air.

"Done it thrice max and you walking around the school getting orgasms as you walk. It's always the inexperienced little horny sluts strutting around like they know shit, no?"

His tip pushed into your warm cunt, slowly opening you apart as you felt him barely enter you. Your chest heaved as he teased you just with the tip rocking back and forth, crying out his name to make him stop teasing, neck thrown back.

"Think you can take me, hmm?" He didn't even give time as he plunged straight to bottom out in you, balls slapping on the inside of the ass.

"A-Ahh-hng" His hot dick plummeted into your womb, juices squirting excessively to accommodate his huge size. His grip tightened on your nape, holding you from falling off and on your hips to hold your down.

"Too tight" he thrusted slowly, groaning at how soft were. Sucking him into your wet pussy like a vice  even as he slid out. You unbuttoned his shirt, pushing past his muscly forearms, the visual aiding your pleasure as your pussy throbbed with his rough thrusts.

He lifted you down to the ground, turning around as he thrusted back into you. Your ass against his thighs, sac bouncing into the cervix of your ass with each deep push. Kisses lingered on your neck, occasional nips synced as he twirled his fingers between your nips harshly. Chests heaving against each other, skin getting icky not with just the hot sun you both gripped on each other as pleasure built with each second.

"Grab the wall" he commanded, voice stained. You knew he was close, so you wiggled your ass against him, jutting your hips to meet his thrusts.

"Just like that, yes, fuck just like that" he smacked your fleshy ass smothering it down to travel down to your mound, fingers pushing against the clit to push you on the edge.

"F-Fuck...inside, come inside please" you whined in your hazy high, dick hitting your delicious stop over and over. It was too fast, mind not comprehending with how good he gave you.

You heard him say a deep fuck before he pounded you to your orgasm. Withering against his dick to milk him into you, muttering 'please please' over and over again. You felt him empty into the condom, the hot liquid stretching inside you. Minutes passed as you both rested and stayed there.

"You're still hard" you observed unsettlingly as he pulled out, the condom tugging out of you with a huge pop making you moan.

"Lift your ass and wiggle it"

Taken aback but reluctantly turned away to comply exactly as he told, pushing your hips awkwardly to move your ass- no, twerk. His hands guiding you to control your movements, you wiggled around making the flesh jiggle with each movement made. His hands wrapped around the base of his length, pumping rhythmically with your ass to squeeze the tip sloppily. His balls tightened as your swollen clit gaped into view, hot sac unleashing the white ropes onto your ass. He jerked forward in his fist sharply to paint your pussy in the last of his remnants.

You didn't even notice him taking out his phone to click a pic of your ass out vulgarly, cunt soiled by his cum as it gaped by being used open, moments before.

Both dressed and descended down the stairs as he flashed you your picture. Mortified you snatched the device off his hands.

"Delete that and I won't be fucking you again"

"W-what-" you were taken aback.

Hands cupped your ass to squeeze it softly, his lips kissing your collarbones so softly as your body went limp against him. His phone was back in his grasp again, you now annoyed as you fell for that seducing motherfucker. Well he did momentarily distract you and your sex crazed mind wasn't alert right now.

"Ciao aaaannnddd I'll definitely think of you at night" he whispered in your ears as he pressed a kiss to your lips, leaving you stunned. You didn't know what you were getting into then.

You thought you were done with him when you fucked last time, but it seemed not so. He dragged you up to a secluded classroom next time, bombarding your break abruptly as he pushed you onto one of the hard benches. Spreading those thighs apart as eyes intensely stared at your core.

"Jaemin what is this?"

"I'm so seriously fucking stressed, so I’m gonna eating you out"

"What happened?" Skirt pushed up exposing the lacy panties, you asked like you didn’t enjoy him saying he was gonna devour your pussy.

"Hmmm, your smell good" he hummed centimetres away from your heat. You dripped more at his compliment, the sensations he made you feel last time coming back. Panty discarded his hands digged into your soft flesh of your thighs, huge tongue swiping wet streaks mingling with your own wetness.

You clutched his shoulders once again for grounding but his arms pushed you back, flat on your back as your legs draped over him. He sucked and slurped on your clit, fingers teasing you open.

"You're acting like you're sex depraved or something" you breathlessly commented.

He glared up at you, mouth enclosing your slit to sharply suck on it while he maintained eye contact. Tongue danced on your clit teasing harshly to suck with power. You hips elevated as he sucked, toes curling as your center pulsed.

His longer middle finger slid into you to chase your orgasm, tongue and finger fucking to draw the orgasm out.

"Jaemin, J-Jae-Jaem- ohhh fuuu-" hips rutted against his face aggressively, hands clutching his head pushing him into your cunt.

"Dirty, dirty slut" Dipping his tongue in and out of your hole, you creamed as you came. Hips jumped threatening to smash into his face as your intense orgasmic high pulsed through your body.

Hair sticking all around your neck, the shirt stuck to your back like you just ran a fucking marathon. His cum painted face gleamed in satisfaction, a wide smile painting his face unlike the one when he dragged you into the classroom here moments before.

You thought you went crazy as your brain told Jaemin did look cute with your cum painted over his face and hair all crumpled and soft .

Few days after that, you received a weird message from him and one fine morning- a very early morning you could say, you sat on the bench at the secluded back area of the school.

A smirk marred his face as usual when he stood in front of you, scanning your body shamelessly up and down. A low whistle from his lips directed at you, an appreciating gesture that you found yourself wetting over everytime he did it.

You rose and he greeted you in a hug, nose grazed your neck as he smooched it wet.

“It’s like eight o'clock in the morning” you sighed. A smack jerked you up against his shoulders.

“We both know you wouldn't have showed up if you didn't want to while I asked the day before yesterday. Hmm is you skirt shorter today?”

“What you gonna do? Punish me?” you immediately regretted expressing your ungated thoughts aloud. His eyes darkened and he commenced forward like he was about to hunt his prey. Pushing you to sit on the slab he forced your thighs apart. He didn't fail to intimidate you, you crudely opening your legs and him towering over you made you feel smaller but somehow your pussy pulsed alive. Maybe you are turning insatiable.

His belt cluttered down the hard cement, zipper opening at the blink of an eye. His length sprung proud, the red tip making you salivate in wishes of sucking him. Your panties twisted to the side, his hips rolled forward, slamming inside you abruptly as his girth tested you.

"A-ah too big" you pained.

"You'll get used to it when you're my slut" kiss softer on your neck contrasting his actions.

"I'm not your slut" you tried pathetically. His pace picked up, hands grabbing your jaw to face him as other twirled your nipples harshly. You leaked juice, making his length slip easier but also sloppier.

"You like that?" A taunting in his voice. "Fuck you're getting wetter baby" his hips picked up pace, your hands gripped edge of cement bench. You were thankful the surface was smooth as your hips rolled back to meet his dick deep inside you. His tip hit your womb, making your eyes will back in pleasure.

"Then tell me, how does getting fucked by the school whore feel like? Acceptable for your highnesses naughty adventures? Hmm? " His hands never stopped abusing your poor nipples- tugging, tweaking and pinching it around.

"Jae-min"

"Yes baby"

"F-faster please"

Thighs spread wider as your back arched, body getting filled with pleasure under his expert hands, you tried to grab his hands to stimulate on your clit.

"Fuck-k it feels so good"

He spit in his fingers as he rubbed your bud, you were sure if someone were nearby, they could have heard your lusty moans that were increasing in sound. His hands shoved into your mouth, tongue dripping with saliva, you sucked on him as you heaved from the approaching orgasm.

"Come over me, just like the slut you are. Come all over my dick, yeah" he coaxed softly, his voice sending you over the edge.

"I-inside, please" you begged again, mind muddled with lust repeating it over and over, just like the slut he made you feel like, the thrill of experiencing and fulfilling your fantasies making you a total whore for his dick.

“Inside?” his breathless voice tipped in amusement.

“Y-yes”

“Fuck you are really a dirty whore. Telling me to come inside you and fill you up? You like that?”

You only whined in response to his dirty talk.

“Whose slut are you baby?”

“The school slut’s slut” your snarky remark passed before you could stop. Honestly, that sentence was a turn on for you but not for Jae-min.

"Whose. Slut. Are. You" his huge hands grabbed your jaw, locking your gazes.

"Ah-yours, Jaemin" you retaliated but the damage was done it seemed.

“You know what, never mind” he said as he pulled out of you. He jacked off on your as he glared down as you, making crude faces as he pleasured himself in front of your spread pussy. Cum leaked all over your skirt, shooting up messily.

“You bought what I asked?”

“ Yeah” you were confused, being left hanging middle from the banging session. Your hands gripped your bag on the right to fumble around for a few seconds. Taking out the item,  you handed it over to him. He took out his phone and captured a picture of you again as your wide eyes looked up at him, taken aback.

He spit on the toy spreading around its length, teasing the tip on your pussy. The throttled the length in and out of you few times slicking it with your juices. He pulled up your panties as he spoke.

“We have Chem first? Let’s see you be a good girl and stay quiet. Okay?”

“Jaemin stop fucking aroun-“

“My new sweet little slut needs better training. Do you think you even qualify to be the school slut’s slut? Hm?” he gripped you jaw tilting it to side.

Fuck, you hated him.

Tucking his shirt up and buttoning them into place, he smoothed down the fabric once again looking neat as before. Hand waving as he exited to the bathroom with his phone clutched in cleaner hand, eyes looking down at it. You felt the lengthy toy between your folds vibrate to life.

It's going to be a long long day.

This one for all those beautiful melanin girls.

Pairing : Dark/tan/brown/black f!reader x Chan. Bf x Gf.

Genre: Words of affirmation, Chan being Reassuring, Dark Skin Female Reader, Chan comforting reader, slightly suggestive at the end, dirty/explicit talk, bf!Chan being fluffy and horny for you.

You were pretending to be okay, amongst the chaos that was happening. You pretended to not care about them, after all it was quite common for people to gossip about a celebrity's life. Especially their love life. People made up shit and theorized if they even looked at other people's direction.

Now pictures of you and other fans with StrayKids members was circulating out from their VIP meet and greet, posted by the sponsors of the show. At first it was all well, people were half jealous and half happy that other fans got to meet the boys. People even checking out how the fans were dressed and how attractive they looked. All usual, y'know. What happened afterwards was the primary issue, a photo of you talking with Chan looking at you with a big smile all attentive besides Seungmin who was looking away from the same event was leaked from a shady source. They claimed that you and Chan were doing the dirty which gave way for hundred more gossips that dragged and painted you worse- a gold digger, a whore, a sasaeng, a hooker. Many were loosing their minds over how you looked, how he looked.

People were commenting and quoting downright hurtful and mean statements while very very few kept the others in line. And it was about your skintone. You wouldn't let it get to you but things were getting difficult at your work, it was affecting you, making you anxious.

You were contemplating your choices in life and that took a toll in your confidence. You were scared to standup for yourself though Chan assured he'd have everything taken care of.  But reading these still hurt you more, it was amazing that this topic was already beginning to become a hot topic within days.

Bundled in your bedsheet bunched on the floor below the sofa, you sat buried in the soft pillow-y comfort. Vision blurred, lashes blinking them away as the light of the television reflected onto it at frequent intervals as if soothing you. Chest heaved to breath out air to slow down your heart.

"Baby, I'm home" a cheerful voice coated with thick accent came from the porch of your house.

You strained your neck towards the entrance door, looking to confirm the voice again. You abandoned your comfy haven, feet thunking against the cold tiles as you opened the inside lock, the door releasing with a soft click.

You hugged him as he came in, a kiss landing your forehead as a habit. You kept hugging him after he took off his shoes and planted a kiss on his chest.

"I missed you baby" Chris craddled your face in his palms as he kissed your lips.

"I missed you too love" his hug was always warm and comfortable, you already wanted to melt in his arms.

You both loaded up your plates with jiggae and the fried chicken you heated up that you brought an hour ago, which got cold faster under the chilly autumn weather. You sat between his legs below the sofa each gobbling down the tasty food as you both continued watching the film.

"Chan, do you think I'm beautiful?" You asked after cleaning up after yourself.

Silence met your question, your eyes watering as you blinked rapidly.

"Of course you are pretty baby, look at me" he slowly analysed you as he replied.

You sniffled, eyes meeting his glazed ones at his command.

"Baby, what happened?" his voice sounded concerned as his eyes roamed over your face.

"Are you hurt anywhere? Did you hurt yourself? Did anything happen while I was away?" His strong hands jerked you around turning you hands - out and in, making you turn your body to either sides as his hands lovingly caressed from your shoulders to your waist down.

You were straddling him on the couch now, his strong arms engulfing you protectively and you couldn't pretend anymore. Dropping your weight on his chest, head in the crook of his neck, you let out a choked sob.

"Love, my darling you are the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. Would you tell me what happened?"

It took sometime for you to let out your emotions. Eyes all puffy and nose turning a deep red against your dark skin. You shoved the article in his face in your phone and you didn't even wait to watch his reaction as you plopped down against him. Sniffles echoed in his ear, so his hands caressed you like back softly back and forth. He swiped though the article as he soothed you.

His other hand soon joined to hug you so tight that you couldn't handle it even for five seconds. Tapping on his shoulder as you croaked in relief when he released.

"Good lord, you are getting stronger"

"Your are so fucking pretty that you are the only person I see. And you know what's better? You, your heart. And that's the most beautiful love I've ever gotten to experience. No matter what anyone says, you are beautiful, sexy, ravishing, pretty and delicious just the way you are Missy. They don't know the amazing human being that you are. They are just jealous that you got me all for yourself. How you look and what colour you skin is doesn't matter to me and those people are the ones who need to change their mindset."

"You are not dirty, you are not disgusting. The people who say these are the ones who are truly disgusting. They can't see past a physical outlook and that's too sad don't you think? I only see the amazing person you are"

You cried harder as you gazed into his eyes.

"People should never make you feel inadequate for the way you are, especially for the way you look okay? I know you are my strong baby and you don't need me to say these stuffs but you are never what they say you to be based on your skin colour by making it seem dirty. They don't know anything bout you and me, us."

Cuddling in his chest you ask "What do you love about me?"

"Everything"

You pouted as your head tipped to see his face. He laughed as he saw you cranning to glare at him.

"Hurry up and tell me already" you let out an annoyed snark.

"Hmmm..." His voice dipped lower now, his veiny hands fondling your ass softly massaging them.

"You are all tense baby, relax, we are gonna get out of this strong. You are strong. The company is gonna release a statement tomorrow. It's gonna be alright."

And so you did like his voice did a spell on you.

"Would you answer my question please" your muffled voice vibrated against his sternum.

"I love your eyes, you fat button nose-"

"My nose does not look like a fat button-"

"Your plump-y juicy lips, you pretty neck and your collarbones that I mark-up very very prettily, your breasts- yes the best part" his voice lowered sexily and you knew how this was gonna go "they are so fucking soft and squishy and your hips- Fucking.God." his low growl vibrated against your ears, stirring up your lower half.

"Chan" you voice quietly pleaded.

"You know what, I'll just show you how I love you as I watch you squirt all over my face when you come baby"

"STOOPPPP" you squealed.

You jerked as he flipped you to show you why he loves you, manhandling just the way you liked to be handled rough sometimes.

Pairing: afab dom! Reader x sub! Renjun

Genre: Office AU, Office banging, SMUT SMUT SMUT.

Warnings: Usage of Noona, Mommy, Renjun is unstable and needy, Slapping, Slapping on Dick, Begging, Name calling, Office banging, Jealousy, Degradation, Reader being mean, Pain kink, Use of unnamed/unidentified rituals, Fwb situation, Blood.

Lemme know if I missed anything guys

It would help me so much if you could reblog and add your own hashtags guys💕

Pairing: afab dom! Reader x sub! Renjun

Genre: Office AU, Office banging, SMUT SMUT SMUT.

Warnings: Usage of Noona, Mommy, Renjun is unstable and needy, Slapping, Slapping on Dick, Begging, Name calling, Office banging, Jealousy, Degradation, Reader being mean, Pain kink, Use of unnamed/unidentified rituals, Fwb situation, Blood.

Lemme know if I missed anything guys

It would help me so much if you could reblog guys💕

This one for all those beautiful melanin girls.

Pairing : Dark/tan/brown/black f!reader x Chan. Bf x Gf.

Genre: Words of affirmation, Chan being Reassuring, Dark Skin Female Reader, Chan comforting reader, slightly suggestive at the end, dirty/explicit talk, bf!Chan being fluffy and horny for you.

You were pretending to be okay, amongst the chaos that was happening. You pretended to not care about them, after all it was quite common for people to gossip about a celebrity's life. Especially their love life. People made up shit and theorized if they even looked at other people's direction.

Now pictures of you and other fans with StrayKids members was circulating out from their VIP meet and greet, posted by the sponsors of the show. At first it was all well, people were half jealous and half happy that other fans got to meet the boys. People even checking out how the fans were dressed and how attractive they looked. All usual, y'know. What happened afterwards was the primary issue, a photo of you talking with Chan looking at you with a big smile all attentive besides Seungmin who was looking away from the same event was leaked from a shady source. They claimed that you and Chan were doing the dirty which gave way for hundred more gossips that dragged and painted you worse- a gold digger, a whore, a sasaeng, a hooker. Many were loosing their minds over how you looked, how he looked.

People were commenting and quoting downright hurtful and mean statements while very very few kept the others in line. And it was about your skintone. You wouldn't let it get to you but things were getting difficult at your work, it was affecting you, making you anxious.

You were contemplating your choices in life and that took a toll in your confidence. You were scared to standup for yourself though Chan assured he'd have everything taken care of.  But reading these still hurt you more, it was amazing that this topic was already beginning to become a hot topic within days.

Bundled in your bedsheet bunched on the floor below the sofa, you sat buried in the soft pillow-y comfort. Vision blurred, lashes blinking them away as the light of the television reflected onto it at frequent intervals as if soothing you. Chest heaved to breath out air to slow down your heart.

"Baby, I'm home" a cheerful voice coated with thick accent came from the porch of your house.

You strained your neck towards the entrance door, looking to confirm the voice again. You abandoned your comfy haven, feet thunking against the cold tiles as you opened the inside lock, the door releasing with a soft click.

You hugged him as he came in, a kiss landing your forehead as a habit. You kept hugging him after he took off his shoes and planted a kiss on his chest.

"I missed you baby" Chris craddled your face in his palms as he kissed your lips.

"I missed you too love" his hug was always warm and comfortable, you already wanted to melt in his arms.

You both loaded up your plates with jiggae and the fried chicken you heated up that you brought an hour ago, which got cold faster under the chilly autumn weather. You sat between his legs below the sofa each gobbling down the tasty food as you both continued watching the film.

"Chan, do you think I'm beautiful?" You asked after cleaning up after yourself.

Silence met your question, your eyes watering as you blinked rapidly.

"Of course you are pretty baby, look at me" he slowly analysed you as he replied.

You sniffled, eyes meeting his glazed ones at his command.

"Baby, what happened?" his voice sounded concerned as his eyes roamed over your face.

"Are you hurt anywhere? Did you hurt yourself? Did anything happen while I was away?" His strong hands jerked you around turning you hands - out and in, making you turn your body to either sides as his hands lovingly caressed from your shoulders to your waist down.

You were straddling him on the couch now, his strong arms engulfing you protectively and you couldn't pretend anymore. Dropping your weight on his chest, head in the crook of his neck, you let out a choked sob.

"Love, my darling you are the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. Would you tell me what happened?"

It took sometime for you to let out your emotions. Eyes all puffy and nose turning a deep red against your dark skin. You shoved the article in his face in your phone and you didn't even wait to watch his reaction as you plopped down against him. Sniffles echoed in his ear, so his hands caressed you like back softly back and forth. He swiped though the article as he soothed you.

His other hand soon joined to hug you so tight that you couldn't handle it even for five seconds. Tapping on his shoulder as you croaked in relief when he released.

"Good lord, you are getting stronger"

"Your are so fucking pretty that you are the only person I see. And you know what's better? You, your heart. And that's the most beautiful love I've ever gotten to experience. No matter what anyone says, you are beautiful, sexy, ravishing, pretty and delicious just the way you are Missy. They don't know the amazing human being that you are. They are just jealous that you got me all for yourself. How you look and what colour you skin is doesn't matter to me and those people are the ones who need to change their mindset."

"You are not dirty, you are not disgusting. The people who say these are the ones who are truly disgusting. They can't see past a physical outlook and that's too sad don't you think? I only see the amazing person you are"

You cried harder as you gazed into his eyes.

"People should never make you feel inadequate for the way you are, especially for the way you look okay? I know you are my strong baby and you don't need me to say these stuffs but you are never what they say you to be based on your skin colour by making it seem dirty. They don't know anything bout you and me, us."

Cuddling in his chest you ask "What do you love about me?"

"Everything"

You pouted as your head tipped to see his face. He laughed as he saw you cranning to glare at him.

"Hurry up and tell me already" you let out an annoyed snark.

"Hmmm..." His voice dipped lower now, his veiny hands fondling your ass softly massaging them.

"You are all tense baby, relax, we are gonna get out of this strong. You are strong. The company is gonna release a statement tomorrow. It's gonna be alright."

And so you did like his voice did a spell on you.

"Would you answer my question please" your muffled voice vibrated against his sternum.

"I love your eyes, you fat button nose-"

"My nose does not look like a fat button-"

"Your plump-y juicy lips, you pretty neck and your collarbones that I mark-up very very prettily, your breasts- yes the best part" his voice lowered sexily and you knew how this was gonna go "they are so fucking soft and squishy and your hips- Fucking.God." his low growl vibrated against your ears, stirring up your lower half.

"Chan" you voice quietly pleaded.

"You know what, I'll just show you how I love you as I watch you squirt all over my face when you come baby"

"STOOPPPP" you squealed.

You jerked as he flipped you to show you why he loves you, manhandling just the way you liked to be handled rough sometimes.

Just some fluff as a gift for the cute @moonlight-yuyu . Thankyou for the request lovely! I tried my best despite my situation😭 Hope your enjoy it well!

Summary:

Yunho confessed to you once at a party and that caught you off guard . So you weren’t sure how to respond to him then. But your friends planned a trip among your group to go camping and fishing within few coming weeks. You had all your time to get things straight in your mind about the confession. So what would you have decided?

Characters: Jeong Yunho, Reader, Mingi(Mention only)

Pairing: Yunho x f!reader

Also i haven't forgotten Haechan fics guys i will be posting them!

Pairing: afab dom! Reader x sub! Renjun

Genre: Office AU, Office banging, SMUT SMUT SMUT.

Warnings: Usage of Noona, Mommy, Renjun is unstable and needy, Slapping, Slapping on Dick, Begging, Name calling, Office banging, Jealousy, Degradation, Reader being mean, Pain kink, Use of unnamed/unidentified rituals, Fwb situation, Blood.

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