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synopsis: how one simple question from jongseob completely changed the game.

pairing: sub!jongseob x fem!reader

words: 0,9k

cw: nsfw, sub/dom dynamics, overstimulation (m receiving), dumbification (m receiving), humiliation (m receiving), face slapping (m receiving), mommykink

author's note: i made myself dizzy writing this

pairings: sim jaeyun x f! reader

warnings: noncon + use of the word r*pe + big dick! jake + virgin! jake + blood + creampies + breeding + degradation + impact play + manipulation + fingering

💌: shut up i just moaned /pos /lh ☆ ok hi this is gabi after writing. i didn’t mean to make this so dark, but what is b1mbodoll without noncon.

jakey thinkin he can just slide in with no prep…. i actually feel insane. you’re whimpering and begging him to take it slow n be gentle because he’s so big. so fucking girthy, too. he thinks a little spit on your tight pussy and the steady dribbles of precum trailing along his length are enough to spread you open.

his cock is heavy where it rests over your cunt and genuine fear courses through you because there’s no way he’ll fit like this. “j-jakey, wait,” you pant, hands reaching out to push at his abdomen, eyes wide. “you need to prep me, baby, look at you. you’re too big, ‘s gonna hurt.”

“no, sweetheart, you’re wrong. i’ve seen a buncha videos before, it’ll feel good, jus’ take it, yeah?”

—2HOLLIS NSFW ALPHABET 18+

A/N: someone requested this i hope it’s good enough for you ^-^ just wanted to post something short until i start working on my hamzah fic again.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Hollis is incredibly tender after sex—like, brushing hair out of your face, kissing your shoulder, whispering sweet nothings into your neck type of tender. He’ll run his fingers along your back while your heartbeat slows, murmuring things like, “You did so good for me, angel” If you’re too tired to move, he’ll get a towel and clean you up himself, then wrap you in his arms and hold you till you fall asleep.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He’s lowkey obsessed with his hands—long fingers, good control, and he knows how to use them. He loves the way you react when he wraps them around your throat, slides them between your thighs or when he puts his fingers in your mouth. On you? Your thighs, for sure. Whether they’re wrapped around his waist or trembling after he’s made you cum on his tongue, he can’t get enough. He’ll tease you about them, too—gripping them possessively and whispering, “All mine, yeah?”

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Hollis likes making a mess. Not in a careless way, but in a claiming way. He loves finishing on your stomach or chest and watching it drip, the sight making him smirk like he’s proud of what he’s done to you. He also loves it when you suck his cum off of his fingers. If he finishes inside, he won’t pull out right away, he’ll stay there, kissing you slowly, grinding just a little, just enough to make you whimper.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He’s recorded you before. With your full consent, of course. But he keeps those videos saved in a locked folder on his phone, and when he’s away on tour or late at night in bed alone, he’ll watch them and stroke himself slowly to the sound of your voice. He loves seeing you fall apart for him on camera.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Hollis knows what he’s doing most of the time but he’s not cocky about it, though. He’s attentive, skilled, and patient, always paying attention to what makes you arch or gasp or moan his name. He learns what you like fast and nothing turns him on more than figuring out exactly how to please you to the fullest.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He really enjoys missionary—but not the basic kind. The kind where your legs are over his shoulders, where he’s deep and slow, where he can kiss you and watch every expression flicker across your face, or watch the way his cock gets sucked by your pussy and how a bump appears on your abdomen everytime he thrusts in you. It’s intimate and filthy all at once. He likes being close enough to whisper things like, “Look at me, baby. Wanna see how good I make you feel.”

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He’s mostly serious but he has his moments. He’s not full-on giggling in bed, but if something silly happens, he’ll chuckle low in his throat and press a kiss to your cheek.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He keeps things trimmed and neat. He doesn’t like letting it get wild down there—mostly because he knows you like going down on him, and he wants to make it as smooth and clean for you as possible.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Sex with Hollis isn’t just about getting off, it’s about connection. He kisses slow, holds you close, and stays locked into your eyes like you’re the only thing in the world that matters. He’ll say the softest or dirtiest things right when you’re falling apart—“You feel s’good, baby… made for me, hm?” “That’s it, baby, cum on my cock”. He’s big on neck kisses mid-thrust, fingers laced with yours.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He doesn’t do it too often. He’d rather wait for you, but when he does, it’s usually late at night, eyes closed and lips parted while he strokes himself slow to the thought of your voice, your face, the way you sound when you cum. He’s not messy about it, but if you’ve sent him something spicy? That video’s going on repeat. And he always finishes with a low groan, whispering your name under his breath like a prayer.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Praise. Hollis is so into making you feel good and telling you exactly how good you are. He’ll whisper something like, “Fuck, just like that, baby. You’re taking me so well” while he’s buried inside you. He’s definitely a soft dom that likes being in control, guiding your body, giving you what you beg for. Light bondage (wrists held down, not too harsh), lots of dirty talk, and a hint of possessiveness. If you want him to be more rough, he’ll definitely do it. (he loves it)

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He prefers the bed, somewhere comfortable where he can stretch out with you after and keep you close. But if the mood hits and privacy allows? A dressing room, his studio with the door locked, the backseat of his car on a late night drive—he’s not opposed. As long as he can have you clinging to him, flushed and breathless, he’s all good.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Your voice does it for him every time. A soft gasp, a breathy moan when you make out on his lap, even the way you say his name when you’re needy—he’s instantly hard. The way you look at him when you’re turned on? That little dazed, desperate look in your eyes? He’s done for. And if you ask for it, like actually say “please”? He’ll mutter a low “fuck” and have his hands on you before you can even finish the word.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He’s not into extreme degradation. Teasing? Sure. A little overstimulation? Sure. But anything that genuinely hurts your feelings or crosses into cruel territory is a hard no. He doesn’t want to humiliate you, he wants to worship you and love you, make you feel so good that leaves your body shaking. If you ever seemed uncomfortable, he’d stop instantly. No questions.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He loves giving. Loves the way you grip the sheets, whimper, twitch under his tongue. He’ll take his time down there, slow licks, fingers curling inside you, humming just to feel the way you shake. And he makes it a goal to have you cumming on his tongue at least once every time. As for receiving? He loves it too. Head thrown back, thighs tense, whispering “You’re gonna make me cum, baby… fuck, just like that.”

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Usually slow and deep. He likes to draw it out, build that tension until you’re begging. But if you’re both already worked up, he can go rough. Deep and fast thrusts, tight grip on you, head buried in your shoulder while he groans against your skin. Even when it’s rough tho, there’s always that little softness—like a hand on your cheek, a kiss to your neck, a whispered “You okay?” in between thrusts.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He’s into them, especially when the tension’s been building all day—long touches, stolen glances etc. If you pull him into the bathroom during a party or crawl into his lap when he’s in the studio, he’s not saying no. He’ll press you against a wall or a counter, one hand over your mouth to muffle your moans while he kisses your neck and pounds into you.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

The idea of getting caught turns him on way more than he’ll admit. Sex in a semi-public space, a teasing hand under the table, a whispered threat of “Don’t make a sound, baby” in a not-so-private location. He’s also down to try new things with you, as long as there’s trust and it’s not something crazy weird.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Two rounds for sure, i think. He’s not the fastest to cum, but once he does, give him a few minutes and he’s ready to go again, especially if you’re still needy and squirming. He’ll tease you for it, too. ”Come on, princess…just one more okay? I know you can take it” He’s got great control, he’ll take his time, edge you if he’s feeling playful, and make sure you’re completely satisfied before he even thinks about being done.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

I don’t think he would own toys or use anything on you (except for ropes or something to tie you up with). He prefers doing everything to you with his own body, it feels more intimate that way.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Hollis is a huge tease. He’ll edge you with his fingers until your thighs are shaking, then pull away like it’s nothing. He gets this smug little smile when you whine—“What? I’m just taking my time. You want it that bad?” He loves having you desperate, soaking, begging. But the second you start to cry or say “please” in that broken voice, he’ll give in. And then he won’t stop until you’re limp and wrecked in his arms.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’s vocal but not that much. Lots of low groans, breathy swearing, drawn-out moans when he’s close. He talks a lot during sex, soft praise, dirty whispers, little teases while he’s buried deep. “Fuck, so wet f’me” “You gonna cum again, baby? Yeah?” The louder you get, the more turned on he gets and he becomes more vocal.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He gets off on late-night sessions where you’re barely awake (with your consent always). Half-asleep in bed, soft and pliant, and he’s slow, careful, whispering, “Just relax, baby. Lemme take care of you.” He’ll hold your thighs open, fuck you deep and lazy while you cling to him in that hazy, sleepy state. Making you cum without even needing to move much at all.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He’s big but not too big. The kind that stretches you just right, especially when he goes slow and deep like he loves to. Veiny, warm, and he knows exactly how to use his hips to make you feel every inch of him. Seeing you struggle to take it turns him on like nothing else.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

His sex drive is high, but not in a pushy way. It’s more like a slow burn that’s always there, ready to flare up the second you give him a green light. He’s constantly touching you, hands on your waist, fingers tracing your thighs, lips brushing your neck. If you so much as look at him a certain way, he’s already hard, ready to fuck you right then and there.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Hollis doesn’t fall asleep right away. He’s too wrapped up in you—literally and emotionally. He’ll pull you close, trace circles on your skin, kiss the back of your neck, talk to you in that low, sleepy voice. Only after he’s sure you’re warm, clean, and safe in his arms does he finally drift off, still holding you like you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to him.

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warnings: hybrids + omorashi + wombfucking + degradation + noncon (he pees inside without asking) + oral / facials

❤︎₊ ⊹ mean dom sunghoon treats his obedient lil puppygirl like a dumb mutt n makes you do the filthiest things just for him :( cums on your face or humps your fluffy tail when you sit on his lap n he can feel it wagging against him 🥺 but there’s nothing he loves more than humiliating his little pup by pissing on or inside of you, moaning deeply as he releases himself and makes a mess of your hole.

↳ sunghoon’s been pounding your sore lil puppycunt for what feels like forever, a mixture of his cum and yours spilling out of your hole with each thrust, the slick sound of his cock driving into your pussy making your fluffy ears twitch and your face heat up in embarrassment. “you’re such a good girl f’me, pup. always take my cock so well, i can’t get enough of this pretty pussy.” his words make you keen, tossing your head back and clenching around his length. he’s so deep inside, you swear he’s fucking your womb at this point and you can’t stop your tongue from lolling out when you feel his dick twitch.

he doesn’t warn you beforehand and the warmth catches you off guard, the stream of his piss flooding your insides and making your tail thrash wildly as you tremble beneath him. “that’s right, puppy. take it, just fuckin’ take it. you wanna be good, right?”

the thought of sunghoon thinking you’re a disobedient pup makes your stomach drop and you agree embarrassingly quick.

“yes hoonie! ‘m a good girl i’ll take w-whatever you give me! use me however you want.” sobs and hiccups escape you as he continues to forcefully thrust into you while filling you up, some of his piss leaking out of your hole from how full you are. you cum just from the feeling of his piss splashing in your womb and it makes you whine, cheeks burning in shame.

sunghoon stays buried inside of your pussy even after he’s finished, thick cock keeping all of his fluids inside. “my sweet girl, you’re so filthy,” he teases, a faux pout on his lips. “such a little pisswhore you came so fuckin’ quick.”

❤︎₊ ⊹ when i say he cums on ur face i mean he quite literally rubs his thick cock all over ur face <3 leaks precum over every inch of it n smirks meanly when you whimper n nuzzle against his length, desperate to feel his seed on your skin

↳ hoon swears you’re the best cockslut ever. always so obedient for him and allowing your owner to use you however he deems fit. he knows you live to obey and the need to serve him outweighs any shame or humiliation you feel when he reduces you to a depraved mutt.

“get on your knees, princess.” his tone is stern and you’re already sinking to the ground in front of him before your empty little head has time to process his order.

sunghoon’s cock is wet and messy with globs of cum but that doesn’t stop him from grabbing his length with one hand and tugging your hair harshly with the other, spitting on your cute little face and laughing meanly when your ears lay flat against your head, nose scrunching in surprise.

he grinds his cock against you, the cum around his dick making a mess of your sweet face and the sight makes him groan, drawing guttural moans of pleasure from him. “c’mon baby, you know what to do.”

you do know what to do and it’s obvious when you immediately bring a hand to cup his balls, your mouth falling open to lap at them with your tongue. he’s trained you so well and it makes pride bloom in his chest when you take his balls in your mouth, noisily sucking them without having to be told exactly what he wants.

pleasuring sunghoon makes your puppycunt drip with arousal, your hips moving on their own and humping the air like a bitch in heat as your hole clenches around nothing, making you realize how empty you feel without his cock inside of you.

it doesn’t take long for him to blow his load and you can feel his cock twitch against your face as he nears his release, hollowing your cheeks in an attempt to send him over the edge. he tightens his grip on your hair and his orgasm hits him hard, his choked groans like music to your ears as his cum spurts from his slit in ropes, the creamy substance is thick and sticky and some of it even lands on your fluffy ears, white globs dripping from the tip of your ear onto your hair.

[JEALOUS] mdni

2Hollis x Reader

A/N: This isn’t exactly what you asked, but it’s heavily inspired by it !! Thank you for sending me this request, hope you like the story! Also huge shoutout to my friends who gave me ideas for this :,)

warnings/tags: smut, inappropriate language, fingering, oral (f & m receiving), dacryphilia, p in v, cumplay (i guess), fluff, soft dom hollis

w/c: 5.293 (no proofread) it’s pretty long ik

You met Hollis through Nate, a close friend of yours who introduced you a few months ago. Though you didn't know him well, you occasionally saw him at parties or gatherings with friends. Despite the limited interaction, you couldn't help but be drawn to him. Every time his eyes met yours, you’d blush and look away, and your heart would race whenever he got too close or accidentally brushed your hand.Not to mention that you spent many nights in bed, thinking about him while touching yourself.

Little did you know, he also thought about you more than he would a typical friend. Glancing at you when you’re not watching,sitting close to you or next to you whenever he could, liking your stories, his voice getting more unstable when he talked to you and his dick hardens everytime he sees you in revealing clothes. You thought about his actions all the time but maybe it was all in your head. “Maybe he's just being nice.It’s too good to be true, he doesn’t want me”, you kept telling yourself.

It was Nate’s birthday, and everyone was heading to a new club in town to celebrate. Hollis was invited too, of course, which made you feel a bit nervous. You wanted to look your best tonight—not because you hoped he'd notice you or anything. Totally not that.

You and some friends of yours arrived at the club first. Nate and Hollis would come later than you guys since they had some important things going on. You actually looked stunning tonight, getting countless compliments from your friends, but deep down, you couldn't help wishing that someone else would be the one complimenting you like this.

As you arrived at the club, a mix of excitement and nerves bubbled up in you. Your friend orders drinks for everyone and soon you get to dancing with the rest of the group. Clubbing isn’t your thing, you don’t really enjoy it. You’d much rather be home most of the time but you forced yourself to warm up to the idea of it and try to have fun with your friends tonight. You didn’t want to spoil Nate’s birthday with your bad mood anyway.

After a while of drinking,dancing and laughing with your friends,Nate and Hollis finally appear at the clubs entrance. You turn to look at them, feeling your stomach flutter when your eyes land on Hollis. Nate gave you a small wave,smiling softly, and you waved back at him,squeezing through the crowd trying to get to them.

“Hello birthday boy! Happy birthday you bastard!” you hug Nate and flash him a smile. “Thank you Y/N! Where’s everyone else?” he asks,looking around,trying to spot the group. “We’re all sitting over there! Come on!” you point toward the couch where everyone’s sitting,sipping on their drinks. Nate walks towards them,leaving you and Hollis behind.

“Hey, i thought you didn’t like clubs”,Hollis says,smiling at you,making you look back at him surprised “I..uh..I don’t really, but i can’t miss Nate’s birthday, can i?”, you laugh at him softly. “Nah i guess you can’t” he chuckles in return,his eyes meeting yours.”Hey uh,you look really nice…tonight…” his gaze shifting to the floor before looking back at you.

Your heart skips a beat, your cheeks turn a shade of pink that’s visible even under the vibrant club lights. You let out a soft chuckle, glancing down at your outfit, then meeting his gaze again.”Thanks…you look, very handsome as well”. You give him a gentle smile, locking eyes with him. Just as he’s about to speak, Nate’s voice calls out,cutting through the moment.” Come on, guys, over here!”.

You walk to the couch where everyone was, sitting next to one of your friends, while Hollis sits right infront of you on the other couch. Everyone was drinking and chatting to eachother, to the point where most of your friends were well past tipsy. “Come on Y/N drink!Dont be lame!” one of your friends urged.”Uh, no i don’t really drink, thanks tho!” you reply with a smile.”I don’t care Y/N, it’s Nate’s birthday, come on!”.

She shoves a glass of vodka into your hand, and although you hesitated, the pleading look on her face convinced you to give in. “Ah fuck it”, you muttered, and chugged the entire glass.”Yeahhh, now that’s the spirit!”, she grins. A few drinks later, you found yourself laughing and chatting with everyone, utterly drunk and caught up in the fun.

You couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was watching you. Turning shyly, you met Hollis’s gaze. His eyes are fixed on you, taking in every detail—the way your soft thighs pressed together, how your dress had risen just enough to hint at the underwear beneath, and how your long hair fell down your chest and back, gently framing you. He was completely captivated by you tonight, his thoughts clouded by the sight of you. Your eyes look back at his, staring at him just like he did, your heartbeat quickening as your lips parted slightly in surprise.

Your thoughts were quickly interrupted by your friend’s voice, and you turn your gaze to her. ”Hey Y/N are you coming to the dance floor with us?”, she yelled through the loud music.”Oh yes ofcourse!”,your attention shifting back to her. As your friends headed to the dance floor, you stood up, trying to steady yourself before joining them. But before you could leave, you turn back to look at Hollis.

“Hey, wanna come dance?” you asked, extending your hand. He hesitated, then shook his head. “Nah, I’m good. You should go, though.” A wave of disappointment washed over you, but you nodded and made your way to the dance floor where your friends were. Dancing and moving to the electronic music, the alcohol fogging your mind, you got lost in the moment.

Hollis watched you from across the room, his gaze unnoticed as you danced to the rhythm of the music. The lights of the club reflected off your dress, making it sparkle as you moved,perfectly hugging your figure, and it was so short, so daringly short, that he could almost see the bottom of your ass when you moved too much.

He couldn’t help but imagine how you would look like without that dress,discarded on the floor, and how your soft skin would feel like under his fingertips. But before his sinful thoughts could wander further, a drunk girl, who seems to know him from somewhere, interrupted them, and she slid onto the couch next to him, pulling him back to reality.

You turned your gaze towards the couch where the rest of the group was sitting, and you spotted this random girl, sitting next to Hollis,a little too close, giggling and chatting with him. He seemed to really enjoy her company and it made your blood boil. “Who is this bitch?!”, you thought, frustration building inside you. You couldn’t think straight from the alcohol in your system, and in that moment, you decided you had to do something—anything—to catch his attention.

You started swaying your hips again, letting the music take over. A young man dancing next to you caught your attention, and you placed your hand on his shoulder, prompting him to turn and look at you. A drunk smirk appeared on your lips, and he mirrored it. You both began dancing together, your bodies gradually drawing closer and closer with every move. Moving in sync with the rhythm, you turned around, swaying your hips on his crotch, your hands raised in the air, fully immersed in the music.

Hollis’ smiling expression slowly fades into a more confused and angry one, as he stops the ongoing conversation with the girl and turns his gaze towards you. Seeing you dance so close to this random man,moving your body on his, made his blood boil, and his hands turned into fists, knuckles white from the force. The man’s hands move slowly on your hips, then travel their way to your ass, squeezing it.His mouth leaving a kiss on your neck.

You angrily turn around and push him away. “What the fuck are you doing?!” you yell, frowning your eyebrows,heart beating fast. “Woah baby, relax, dance with me” he puts his hands on your waist pulling you closer to him.”I’m not your fucking baby!Let go off me!”, you try to push him away and escape his grip, but he wouldn’t let go, until you felt a tall presence next to you, quickly shoving the other man away from you.

“Bro what’s your fucking problem, leave her alone!!”. You turn around to see Hollis, with an angry look on his face, staring at the man. “What is your problem dude? leave us alone we were dancing!”, the man yells back at him.”Clearly she doesn’t wanna dance with you anymore…”, Hollis grabs his arm tightly, “…so get the fuck away before i cut your dick off.” The man doesn’t say anything, just pulls his arm away from Hollis’ grip and walks away further into the crowd.

He turns his gaze back to you. ”Hey are you alright?did he hurt you?”, a look of concern mixed with anger appears on his face. ”No, i’m fine. Not like you care or anything.” you mutter, looking away. “What?What do you mean?!” he says, slightly yelling. “Just leave me alone Hollis…” you try to push him away but you’re too drunk and wobbly, all your strength has left your body. “…go back to drooling over that girl” you aggressively point at her, taking a small step back, your dizzy mind trying to steady yourself.

“Y/N what are you talking about?!” he shouts, his hand reaching out to grab your wrist, but you quickly jerk it away. “Leave me the fuck alone Hollis!…” you yell, your voice trembling as tears well up in your eyes, “…just, go back to her…”, you lower your gaze to the floor, tears rolling down your face, then shove him away and dash towards the exit of the club.

Hollis calls your name, desperately hoping you'll stop and turn back, but you don’t. He pushes through the crowd, finally making his way outside. The cold night air sends a chill down his spine as he scans the streets for you, but you’re nowhere in sight. Just as he starts to lose hope, he catches sight of you sitting on the ground, leaning against the wall of the alley beside the club,your hands covering your face.

He walks towards you, one hand in his pocket, the other scratching the back of his neck. “Y/N, why are you acting like this?”, he asks, his voice laced with concern. You glance up at him standing in front of you, and release a heavy sigh.

“I told you to go back to that girl!” you say angrily, your gaze shifting away. He places his hands on his hips, tilting his head slightly as he teases, “Oh? So you’re jealous, then? Is that it?” You shake your head, refusing to meet his eyes. “No, I’m not,” you reply, your expression unreadable. “Okay, then i’m going back inside” he says confidently, and you mutter back in response, “Whatever…” covering your face with your hands once again, sighing.

Without you realising, he takes a step forward, leaning down toward you.”Think about it Y/N. Is that really what you want?” his voice soft but clear. You uncover your eyes and meet his gaze, slowly getting up on your feet again. ”Yeah, that’s what i want.” you reply, locking eyes with him as his tall figure moves even closer, nearly closing the distance between you, your body pushed against the cold wall. His head leans in, his mouth inches from yours. “Yeah?” A teasing smirk tugs at the corner of his lips.

You inch closer to him, your breath mingling with his, the need to close the gap and crash your lips on his growing stronger. Just as his lips are about to meet yours, the sound of your friends calling your names,mixed with voices and chatter, break through the moment. Hollis takes a small step back, clearing his throat, before turning toward the source of the noise. You follow him silently, trailing behind as he walks, the tension between you both lingering in the air.

"Hey, bro, Nate isn’t feeling well. Can you drive him home?" your friend asks, struggling to keep a very drunk Nate steady beside him. Hollis hesitates for a moment, glancing at you before responding, “Uh, yeah, I guess I can.” He walks over to help your friend carry Nate to his car. You fidget, then mumble quietly, "Hey, um, Hollis? Can you drive me home too? I really don’t want to be here anymore…” He looks at you, giving you a reassuring nod. “Yeah, of course. Get in.”

Nate slurred nonsense from the passenger seat, his rambling barely making sense, which made you chuckle quietly. Hollis, keeping his focus on the road, glanced up at the rearview mirror, his gaze briefly meeting yours. You stare back at him, offering a shy smile before returning your attention to the window beside you, the cool night air brushing against the glass.

After a while, you finally arrive at Nate’s house. Hollis gets out of the car and, without a word, helps Nate get out of it, carrying him toward his apartment. Left alone in the car, you sit quietly, your thoughts swirling. After a moment, you step out of the car, making your way to the passenger seat. You close the door behind you, settling in as you wait for Hollis to return, tension still lingering in the air.

You hear Hollis finally get out of the building, his footsteps approaching the car before he slides into the seat. He notices that you've switched seats, but says nothing, not wanting to make things awkward. "Right, let’s go then," he murmurs, and you nod in response.

The drive to your house passes in silence, tension filling the car. You rest your head against the window, gazing out at the lights of the city’s nightlife as he drove.Lost in your thoughts, you remain unaware of Hollis stealing occasional glances at you, your flushed cheeks from the alcohol, and your soft,thick thighs gently pressed together.

You finally arrive outside the building where your apartment is located. "I better get going", you murmur, preparing to exit the car, but Hollis's voice stops you. "Hey, uh, can I walk you to your apartment? I just want to make sure you get home safely, since you’re drunk and all." You raise an eyebrow in surprise. “Oh, you don’t have to, but… okay.”

You give him an annoyed glance before shutting the door behind you. He follows, stepping out of the car, and walks silently beside you as you head to your apartment. Finally arriving at your apartments door, you take your keys out and open the door, but before you could get it,Hollis’s voice stops your movement.

"Are you alright?" he asks, his voice laced with concern. You turn to face him, still holding the keys in your hand."No... I'm still mad," you respond, your eyebrows furrowing in frustration."But why are you mad, Y/N?" He steps closer, a teasing smirk tugging at his lips."You know," you reply, glaring up at his tall frame, irritation evident on your face."Do I?" He tilts his head, his eyes locking onto yours as he closes the distance between you, his gaze unwavering. You only nod in response.

"I want to hear it from you, Y/N," he says, his tone now serious. "Use your words."You hesitate for a moment, gathering your thoughts before speaking. "I can't stand seeing all these girls around you," you admit, your voice rising with frustration. "And I know I have no right to say this, 'cause you're not mine—"

Before you can finish, he steps even closer."This could change," he says, his expression hardening, his voice steady."What do you mean?" you ask, confusion creeping into your tone. Your voice shakes slightly."Come on, Y/N. Isn’t that what you want?" His words catch you off guard, and surprise flashes across your face."I-uh..." You stammer, at a loss for words.

He lowers his head, bringing it closer to yours. "I need an answer, Y/N. Because that's definitely what i want," he says, his voice softening."What about the other girl, Hollis?" you snap, your frustration and annoyance bubbling over."There is no other girl," he responds, his hands moving to hold your arms firmly.You glance at his grip, then back up to meet his gaze."But—" you start, but he cuts you off, his voice sharp.

"No buts, Y/N.She's just an old friend. There’s no other girl." he insists, his voice rising with frustration. His grip on your arms tightens just slightly. "How do I know you’re not lying to me?" you ask, your voice low and unsteady, a knot forming in your throat as you swallow hard. Hollis steps closer, his face mere inches from yours. "Let me prove it to you." he whispers.

And in that moment, he closes the gap between you, kissing you softly.You hesitate for just a second, but soon, your body surrenders, and you kiss him back, the tension melting as his hands move from your arms to your waist, pulling you closer. The kiss becomes messier,more passionate. Hollis opens the door fully with his hand, without breaking the kiss, and he pushes you through, closing the door behind him.

He pushes you on the wall, his grip on your waist tightens and he slowly moves one hand on your ass, giving it a soft squeeze, still kissing you hungrily. A small moan escapes your mouth from his action, making him smile softly against your lips. “Yeah?You like that?” he says, almost whispering, and all you can do is whine in response.

He chuckles at your reaction, and then softly moves both his hands on your ass, squeezing it harder this time.”You know…” he moves his mouth to your neck,leaving a soft kiss on your skin. “…I like it that you’re jealous, shit fucking turns me on.” Your breath unsteady, a short sigh escapes your mouth, and your grip tightens on his shoulders as he leaves sloppy kisses on your neck and jaw.

His hands travel to your thighs, lifting your dress just a bit, feeling the soft skin underneath.”You wore this for me, didn’t you?” he whispers on your neck, his voice low. A shaky ”Maybe.” leaves your mouth and he chuckles softly on your neck.

”Fucking slut.” a soft gasp leaves your mouth and your grip on his hair tightens, his words making the heat between your legs grow more and more.”I wanted to look good for you.” you shyly admit. “Yeah baby? And why’s that, hm?” he says softly, looking down at you. Your knees getting weak hearing the pet name.

“So we could end up like this.” you quietly reply, giving him a sultry look. He just smile’s wide before attacking your mouth again,kissing you passionately. Your body surrenders to his touch, and you moan into the kiss. His hand slowly travels under the hem of your dress and he suddenly moves his fingers over your panties, feeling your heat. “So wet ‘f me…and i barely even touched you.” You whine and slightly pull his hair.

“Please…” you whisper under your breath, pulling him closer. “What is it baby, tell me” he teases you. His fingers sitting on your inner thigh. “ ‘Want more…please.” you plead, almost on the verge of tears from how needy you are for him. “Tell me what you want baby.” he murmurs softly, his lips brushing your ear. “Touch me more” you beg, pressing your body closer. Your words only making the tent in his jeans bigger.

“Like this?” he coos, putting his fingers on your panties again, this time slowly moving them in circles. You can’t help but stutter and moan in his ear. “Y-yeah”, you put your hands around his neck to steady your self, small whines escaping your mouth, making him groan softly. He quickens the pace of his fingers, the thin fabric of your panties getting more and more soaked.

Your breath quickens,chest moving up and down,you push your hips harder on his fingers,almost grinding on them. “So needy,baby” he mutters, slowly moving your panties to the side, and places two fingers over your wet folds, teasing you. You gasp from the sudden touch “Mhh,fuck..”, he starts moving them in circles over your bare clit, kissing your neck hungrily, leaving hickeys on the soft skin.

You whine again, his actions bringing you closer and closer to release.Without a warning he shoves his fingers inside you,moving them in and out of your soaked hole,making you moan in his ear.An intense feeling grows on your abdomen the faster he goes, his thumb circling your clit.

Your body starts trembling,moans getting louder, but he cuts you off, “Not yet”. A soft whine leaves your mouth as he releases his fingers from you, wiping them on your inner thigh. “W-What are you doing?” you ask, almost tearing up from the loss of pleasure. He crashes his lips into yours once again, pulling your dress over your head,discarding it from you.His hands start roaming your body.

He palms your breasts, squeezing them softly, while kissing and biting on your neck. He then moves his hands to your sides,slowly lowering them to your waist, then to your ass gripping it, and lastly to your thighs, pulling one leg to his side, stroking the soft skin. “Jump.” he commands, his voice low and steady, and you do what he says without second thoughts.

You wrap your legs around his waist, your bare chest pressed against his,and kiss his neck gently while he carries you to the bedroom, holding you tight. You enter the bedroom and he sits down at the end of the bed, with you on his lap. You tug on his shirt and he takes it off in one motion.He kisses your neck hungrily, grounding your hips on his hard tent. You can’t help but slowy grind on him,putting ur hands on his abs steadying yourself while he kisses you. But once again he stops you. “Nuh-uh,on your knees.” he says softly against your ear, his command sending shivers down your spine.

You swallow hard and pull yourself out of his lap, getting on your knees infront of him, hands resting on your lap, and you look up at him with needy eyes, waiting. He leans down at you, cupping your cheek with his hand,caressing it. His thumb softly moves on your lower lip and he pulls you in for a kiss. Without breaking the kiss, he unbuckles his belt and slightly pulls his pants lower.

You lean closer deepening the kiss and innocently place your hand on his bulge over his boxers, feeling his hard cock twitch under your touch, only making you even more soaked. He moans into the kiss, your breaths mingling. You move your hand to the waistband of his boxers pulling them down slowly, until his hard erection proudly pops up. You gasp at the sight, and your cheeks instantly turn red.

Hollis chuckles at your reaction and places his hand on your head, softly stroking your hair. “Don’t worry baby, i know you can take it.” Swallowing hard, surprised by his size, you hesitate at first. But then, you gently move your hand on his dick, making him flinch from your touch. You place your other on his thigh and you softly put your tongue on his length, giving it a small but slow lick.

“Fuck…mmh” he mutters. His grip on your head tightens,fingers mingling with your hair. Saliva drooling from your tongue to his tip, you look up at him, taking it in your lips,softly sucking and kissing it. “Shit…”, his breath quickening, the way you look up at him only making his tip leak more into your soft lips.

You move your mouth lower, slowly adjusting to the length, and once you’re comfortable enough, you start bobbing your head up and down, your hand gently bumping the length your mouth couldn’t fit, making his head fall back, eyes closed. His chest moves up and down, his breath shaky,and soft moans leave his mouth. He takes most of your hair in his grip and gently pushes your head lower.

You gag from the sudden movement, eyes tearing up, but you only get wetter. “So pretty ‘f me…choking on my dick like that,such a good girl”, his words make you moan on his dick. The vibrations of your mouth making him push your head lower,bringing him closer to his peak. Tears fall from your eyes to your cheeks, but you fucking love how vulnerable you look for him, and he surely does too.

He pushes your head up and down faster, wiping your tears away from your face, but when he’s about to finish, he stops you, pulling your head away from him. You gasp for air and look at him confused,saliva and precum covering your lips and chin.”W-Why did you stop me? Did i do something wrong?” you ask concerned. “No baby, ‘just wanna make you cum first” his voice soft and quiet, a pool forming in your underwear.

He wipes your chin with his thumb and brings you closer for a gentle kiss. He pats his thighs, and you shyly climb up to his lap once again. He leaves sloppy kisses on your jaw, moving lower to your neck and collarbone, while his fingers play with your nipple. You lean your head back for better access, and he brings his mouth to your other nipple, sucking it and circling his warm tongue on it.

Your soft moans fill the room, but he stops his actions and grabs your waist turning you over on the bed so he’s on top of you. He wents back to kissing you, so gently this time, stroking your hair. He lowers his kisses down to your stomach, his hands softly gripping your hips. He stops and looks at you.

“Open your legs.” his voice clear and serious. Your heartbeat quickens at his words and you look down at him,slowly opening your legs. ”Good girl” he mutters, and moves his body between your thighs caressing them softly. He puts his fingers on your clothed pussy, feeling your wetness, and you move your hips to his touch.

“Getting so soaked just from sucking my dick. Such a fucking slut.”, you whine at his harsh comment, but it turns you on even more. He moves his hand to the hem of your panties, slowly pulling them down till they’re completely off your body. He grips on your thighs,slightly pulling them apart, almost drooling from the sight in front of him. “Fuck..”, he says under his breath, speechless.

He places soft kisses on your inner thighs, slowly getting closer to where you need him the most. He brings two fingers on your folds, moving them around, his other arm still wrapped around your thigh. “Please…” ,you murmur, slowly grinding on his fingers. “Be patient baby.” he slowly moves his fingers on your clit, making you whine. Leaning closer, he places a kiss on your heat, catching you by surprise,his fingers not leaving.

You put your hand on his hair, tugging on it. He starts moving his lips and tongue slowly on your clit,while his fingers still play with your folds. “Oh my god…fuck” your grip on his hair tightens, your squirm ,needing to feel more. He squeezes your thigh and pins your hips to bed, holding you still. His fingers slowly moving towards your dripping hole,until he shoves them in, bumping them in and out of you while his mouth overstimulates you.

You moan uncontrollably, biting your lip, and he can tell that you’re close. His mouth gets sloppier and messier, until he stops his actions completely,taking his fingers out of you, leaving you whining and pleading for more. His grip on your thigh releases, and he leans over you, giving you a gentle kiss on your forehead,moving a strand of hair away from your face.

He then proceeds to take off his jeans and boxers completely,making you squeeze your thighs together from anticipation. He hovers over you, kissing you passionately, his hand placed next your head to support himself, and the other takes his length in his hand, giving it a few strokes before sliding it over your swollen pussy,teasing you. You flinch at his actions, gripping his toned arms. “So needy for my cock.” he murmurs, a small whine leaving your mouth.

He slides himself into you and groans, making you gasp, as he slowly moves deeper adjusting to your hole.Your grip on his shoulders so tight that left marks from your nails on his skin. His pace starting to quicken, shoving himself in and out of you, pleasure overfills your whole body and you moan his name.

Your arms around his back, you leave scratches that will definitely be there for days. He leans to kiss your neck, biting softly on the marks he left before, and puts your legs on his shoulders, deepening his thrusts. He leans back to look at you,grabbing and squeezing one your breasts while the other hand is caressing your thigh.

“Such a good girl, taking me so well”. Hearing him praise you like that makes your pussy clench around him. “Please…”, you whine, your breath quickening. ” ‘m gonna cum”, you tighten your grip on his arms and look down,tears falling on your cheeks from the intense pleasure, the sight of him fucking your hole making you come closer to the edge. “Cum for me baby, ‘m close too.” His soft voice making your whole body shake and a loud moan leaves your mouth as you cum on his dick.

His thrusts get slower and sloppier, overstimulating your throbbing core, until he finally pulls out and finishes on your belly. Giving himself a few more pumps until every drop is on you while you catch your breath, he wipes some of the sticky liquid with his fingers, and brings them to your mouth. “Open”, he commands. Your cheeks flushed, you do as he says, and he shoves his fingers into your mouth. You suck on them,licking them clean, tasting him.

They leave your mouth with a pop, and he gives you a kiss on the cheek,wiping your tears away with his thumb. "Come on, let's get clean, hm?" His voice is soft.You nod and flash him a smile. Gently, he picks you up and carries you to the bathroom. Warm water cascades over both of you as he carefully washes your body and hair, his gaze filled with admiration. Once he's done, he slips into his boxers and jeans, then sits on the bed, waiting for you to finish getting ready for the night.

"Hollis?" you murmur, sitting beside him on the bed. "Yeah?" he replies softly. "Will you leave me now?" you ask, your voice trembling slightly. A worried look crosses your face as you nervously tug at the hem of your shirt."Not a chance, baby," he says with a smile, gently taking your hand in his. Your face brightens, and without a word, you wrap your arms around him, pulling him into a tight hug.

You slide under the covers, curling up together. He presses a gentle kiss to your forehead. “I’ve wanted you for ages.” he admits softly. “Me too.” you reply, your voice quiet but earnest. “I hated when random girls were all over you,i wanted you to myself.”He chuckles, brushing a strand of hair away from your face. “You don’t have to worry about that now.”, and with a tender kiss, the two of you drift off to sleep.

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i like the idea of him not even telling you he’s about to cum.

like you’re sucking him off so good and he’s showing all the telltale signs of when he’s about to finish: jutting his hips into your mouth, panting heavily, cursing, pushing your head slightly. yet he doesn’t tell you.

abruptly he pulls out and immediately jerks himself until he’s cumming all over your face before you could even think.

he moans and groans and grunts as he releases his hot load on you. the sight of you just taking it because you have no other choice really.