#jiminff

You gasp in surprise when you see him standing on the entrance of your room, flabbergasted.

What was he even doing here? He was supposed to go out with the boys tonight. You swore you saw him leave, and that’s how you ‘borrowed’ his hoodie from his room.

“J-jimin what are you doing here!?” You shrieked, immediately covering yourself with a blanket.

God. this was so embarrassing.

“Y/N I step out of the apartment for like one minute and by the time you sneaked into my room and steal my hoodie? Jesus! you’re such a fucking pervert.” Jimin said, eyeing you from top to bottom in your vulnerable state. You bit your lower lip, trying to avoid his gaze, but you were too horny to actually come back to your senses.

“C’mon, give me my hoodie back!” He stepped closer and grabbed his hoodie from your hand, taking a look at it. You just lowered your gaze, still unsure what to say.

“Oh my god, look at that wet spot right there. You’re washing this up, Y/N.”

“Yes, I will wash it, sorry.” You said, as you tried to stand up, but you heard him interrupting you.

“No, no, dont stand. Sit down. Sit down like a dumb fucking slut.” You were kinda surprised by his little remark but then again, you were too horny to care.

He was looking at you, his eyes like a hawk. You felt a little embarrassed, but surprisingly, not uncomfortable. Jimin clicked his tongue, taking in your vulnerable form in front of him.

“Here, you wanted this right? Take it. Show me what you were doing.”

“W-what!?” You look at him in surprise, eyes narrowing at his demand.

He wanted you to show him what?!

Was he joking?

“You heard me. Show me what you were doing with my hoodie before I walked in.”

He definitely wasn’t joking.

“Jimin, I am sorry I-”

“C’mon, show me. You were so confident earlier, sneaking into my room, and stealing my hoodie, grinding on it. But now that i am here, you’re all shy?” Jimin said, his eyes scanning you from top to bottom. Even though your body was covered in the blanket, he could very well make out in what position your body was. Legs spread, fingers playing with each other, and your nipples still hard.

“I wont do it again, I promise..” You say, barely in a whisper, earning a scoff from Jimin. You both knew in what state you were in. Wet and willing.

“C’mon now, Y/N. I have to go back to my friends. You’re really losing an opportunity to play with yourself in front of me.” Jimin said, standing up to leave.

“Wait.. don’t go…” You called out, voice barely above a whisper, holding his arm, preventing him to go.

Your actions made Jimin smirk, he got what he wanted. after all, he’d always imagined you in a state like this. He was just a man. And you, he wont lie, had an amazing body. He’d find his cock stir slightly in his pants when you’d wear your favorite pink shorts in front of him. Or when you’d wear that black spaghetti of yours, that exposed a bit of your cleavage when you’re all comfortable, watching TV.

God knows how many times he had to control himself in front of you. You were his roommate. he didn’t wanted to look like a pervert to you. But today when he caught you doing not-so-pure things with his used hoodie, he knew he wasn’t the only perverted one.

He gawks at you, his eyes full of lust, licking his lower plush lip “Oh, you want me to stay?” He chuckles and runs his fingers through his dark hair. He had THAT mischievous smile on, that made you utterly crazy. Every. Single. Time.

“Go ahead, grind on that hoodie, slut.” Jimin commanded, taking some calculative steps towards you, his eyes never leaving yours. He sat on the edge of the bed, his hoodie on his hand, with a wet spot of your juices, reminding you of your perverse.

He gently tugs at the blanket that engulfed your frame, revealing your smooth body. He gazed at your perky breasts, nipples hard. your soft abdomen, your curvy hips, and your delicious wet cunt. He mouthed the words 'Oh my god' as he saw your glistening core, his cock standing in salute.

Fuck, he had always been dying to see you like this…

You gently take his hoodie back from his hands, movements slow and delicate. You bought the cloth to your wet sex, feeling the same sensation you felt minutes before. Hell, you were so horny. Maybe it was his scent, maybe it was just Jimin.

You closed your eyes when you felt the fabric rub against your clit, making you moan unconsciously. “Mhhh Fuck..”

You start to grind on his hoodie, lewd noises unconsciously leaving your mouth.

Jimin smirked, imagining his dick wrapped against your cunt instead of his hoodie. His hand went down to his shaft, undoing his pants, pulling out his hard cock. Jimin looks up at you, his eyes filled with lust, his cock throbbing in his hand as he speak. “You’re enjoying this as much as i do, aren’t you, babygirl?”

You let out another moan in response as he starts to pump himself, looking at your slutty self fucking his hoodie shamelessly. “Mhm just like that baby, fuck yourself just like that.”

He's pretty when he masturbates like that, staring directly into your eyes as he whimpers, breathy and sweet.

Each of his little moans makes you wetter, and your body continues to tremble with need. It's so unbelievably hot how he tilts his head back, exposing the V of his jaw and his Adam's apple, bobbing each time he swallows in pleasure.

You can’t control yourself any longer, especially when jimin looks so fuckable right now, pumping his huge cock right in front of your eyes. Your hands find its way to your clit, rubbing it fast, and desperately, moaning out profanities, and Jimin lose his mind.

Grabbing your hips, Jimin yanks you closer so he can switch places with you, now kneeling in front of you. His mouth water seeing your beautiful glistening pussy, screaming to be eaten out. And so he wastes no time. A wet, hot tongue against your center. You moan at the sudden feeling, your back arching as Jimin repeats the action, the tip of his soft muscle lapping at your leaking folds until he stops at your clit, circling it with an increasing pressure that has you whining at the sensation.

"Fuck, Jimin," you moan out, hands curling into fists as you try to keep your legs as open as possible.

"You’ve been wanting this, don’t you, Y/N? Dreamt about me eating your cunt out till you cum in my tongue."

You are a mess. Your lips parted, hips squirming, back arched, getting eaten out by your roommate like you’d dreamt of.

"Arrghh f-fuckk," you stammer, relishing in the feeling of his lips brushing your swollen bud, and his nose bumping into your needy bundle of nerves. "Y-yes! fucking love it!"

He parts your legs wider, allowing him to sink deeper; his nails dig into the flesh of your thighs which has you moaning, whimpering as he makes out with your cunt. You feel your walls clench around nothing inside, your high nearing, and as your legs start to quiver, your moans becoming chipped and louder, he - suddenly removes himself completely, earning a while from you.

“I wont let you cum so easily, slut. you’ve been teasing me since forever with that slutty body of yours. Now be a good girl and suck my cock.”

Jimin gets up from the bed, and stands in front of you, his cock bobs and hangs heavy in front of your face, close enough that the tip brushes your cheek and smears precum across your face while you remain seated on the bed.

He grabs one of your hands again before he brings his girth to your mouth, your lips spreading as your tongue darts out, licking away the salty pre-cum before he comes closer, aiding you.

Not needing to be told twice, you lean forward to lap at the precum dribbling from Jimin’s slit, making him groan. His body trembles slightly as you suck him into your mouth, and it feels good to know you're not the only one affected.

The rumbling around Jimin’s cock has his throat let out low groans; his head falls back as his fingers squeeze your hand once before he lets go and buries it in your hair.

"Look at you. Such a stupid little cock slut." He groaned, watching drool leak from the corners of your mouth as he thrusted into you. Every hit of his cock against the back of your throat pushed tears into your eyes, eventually causing them to spill out onto your cheeks. "Fuck," he said through gritted teeth.

He knows he’s when he feels his cock throbbing vigorously. He grabs your hair into a fist, pulling you away from his cock, a thread of saliva and his wet slick attaching your lips and cock still.

“I want to fucking cum inside you, Y/N”

He pushed you back in the bed, so that you flat on your back, as Jimin hovers over you. You’d never seen his face this close. Jimin cradles the side of your face and slots his lips with yours for the first time.

It felt so good kissing Jimin.

He holds you gently as your lips glide together, his kiss completely opposite when it comes to oral sex. Gentle and light. He moves his lips with yours, tasting himself on your tongue and moaning into your mouth when he does. You pant against each other in between kisses, Jimin using the opportunity to bite and suck on your bottom lip until you're pushing yourself against him, seeking more.

He pulls away and gets up from the bed, discarding his hoodie off of his body, his body completely bare now. He hovers over you once again, this time groping your left tit in one hand, his thumb flicking over the sensitive nub, and rubbing your clit in the other.

"You want me to fuck you hard, don't you? You want me to fuck you like a slut, treat you like the dirty little whore that you are." He growled and roughly grabbed your thighs, pulling them apart, his cock aligned on your pussy. Youre a moaning mess, his assault on your breast and clit never stopping.

Just then you felt a sting on your left breast, making you yelp at the sensation.

“Answer me Y/N. You want me to use you good like a whore or not?” he growled.

“F-fuck Jimin y-yes please!” You whimpered, face contorted with need when not long after, you felt another slap on your other tit.

“Please what, bitch?” He asked, his hand not stopping the relentless abuse on your clit, when you feel him twist your nipple, demanding you to beg again. You could feel his rock hard cock poking your entrance.

“Please Jimin, fuck me like a needly little slut right now!” you whimpered, not caring about anything. You’ve wanted his cock for long now anyway.

Lining up, Jimin sunk his throbbing cock inside of you, the angle of the position letting him sink until he was fully inside of you, the glide was easy from how sloppy wet you were.

"I've always wanted you, you know..." he pants loudly as he continues to thrust in you. "Such a shame that you never let me have this pussy before.”

He kept one hand on your hip and another pressed into your shoulder to keep you in place as he finally let go, pounding into you with all the force he had. Every ounce of pent up lust and confusion he had for you all these months came pouring out through the fervor of his thrusting. The way you moaned his name sent chills up his spine.

The room filled with the sound of skin slapping against skin and the squelch of your pussy dripping and coating Jimin’s cock.

“You're so tight... So wet and tight around my cock. Fuck!" He growled and his thrusts became erratic as he began to slam deeper and faster into your tight hole.

"You’re... So... Fucking..” He reaches forward and grabs your throat, squeezing gently. "fucking... tight… Fuck!”

He could feel you squeeze him, and he dug his fingers Tightening on your throat.

"Do you wanna cum, baby?"

"Fuck jimin please!" you sputtered. "Please let me cum."

Jimin slapped your cheeks, feeling his own orgasm approaching as he thrusted into you in an animalistic pace. He starts to rub your clit furiously once again.

"Cum, you little whore. Cum all over my cock like a good girl." He growled, his filthy words finally making you snap.

Jimin had you screaming and writhing as he fucked you through your orgasm, Sweat was beading at his forehead and glistened across his chest and back, chasing his high. Jimin leaned down to press his body against yours as his hips continued to snap into you.

Jimin moaned against your skin as he reached his release, painting your walls for the first time. "Oh fuck," he moaned, pressing his face into the crook of your neck. Jimin collapsed on his back beside you, eyes fluttering shut as he watched stars shoot behind his eyelids. You were still panting and he felt your quivering vibrate through the mattress. Both of you, utterly spent.

“…dont you have to go..?” you finally ask him, after gaining enough energy to speak. His eyes opened up, looking at your beautiful face red, hair fucked up, makeup melted down your face, cum and sweat drenching your body from the pleasure he gave you.

“Why? you gonna steal steal another hoodie from my room after I go?” He jokes, tucking a strand of hair from your face behind your ear, watching your lips bloom a smile.

“Fuck you.” You roll your eyes.

“Already did.” Jimin smirks, pulling your body closer to his.

“And i will, in future.”

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“My love.” He breathed into your hair, as if nothing else in the world mattered right now. It was you and him, two lovers entangled in the heat of passion. You had been exchanging longing glances before you took the first step and scuttled forward. After sundown, he promised. After sundown, he would be yours. And did he deliver. You knew he wasn’t lying. All those moments, the gazes. It was clear he didn’t think of you as the help. You hated being the mistress in the situation but his wife was just so callous. From the moment he walked through the doors, the horror began.

“You forgot to say goodbye,” or “I will not attend that boorish meeting, it is for hags,” or, “I will not touch what was sitting on the floor. I will need a new bag.” She was at least 8 years younger than him, but she acted like a child. He was only in his mid-thirties, and she, in her late twenties. They did not have a single child despite being married for about four years. It was uncommon to not have heirs which is why you suspected the motive of his infidelity. It was not like you were forced to either, the young Count was handsome, and you felt lucky to even gaze upon his face whenever he passed by. Just a glimpse was enough to get a pool forming between your legs.

You did not understand why his wife refused to carry out her duties as she slept in a separate bedchamber, and did not even once lay with him as long as you and the other maids had known her. Every person in the manor knew she was having many affairs. She kept it secret from him but a part of him also had to have known. You even saw one of the men leaving her room once. And it was NOT her husband.

Your relationship developed with time, as any natural relationship. It started one day when you caught his attention. You were cleaning the table and leaned forward and he looked at you a bit longer than usual. You thought he was absentminded and did not mean anything by the gaze. Yet, your mind wandered, and so did your hands, below your undergarments. 

You did enjoy the teasing. Once when you were cleaning the table, he leaned forward and grabbed your hand. His wife was reading a book so she did not pay mind. You looked at him, but you did not make eye contact. You simply…let him rest his hand on yours.

And then, the encounter. You were on your way to the maid’s quarters and about to pass by Lady Park’s room, when you saw the master of the house standing outside her door, his face pale and his blank as he listened to her muffled voice through the door. You knew he had to have heard an exchange she had with a lover, or that he had enough evidence that his wife truly did not feel an ounce of love for him. Then, he looked into your eyes. You saw that behind this Lord, there was a man…a man with emotions beyond what you thought were possible for him. His eyes glistened with tears.

You did not say a word.

The next day he did not approach you. He rather…waited. Then you ran into him again, at a different night, in the same place. He told you things, things that made your heart wretch. He did not have a friend behind these walls, simply people that used him. You did not wish for him to be alone so you kept him company. You started getting to know each other. Sometimes, he would make jabs and lighthearted conversation with you at the breakfast table, other times he would bring you to the foyer with the grand fireplace and tell you stories. 

And then one night…he kissed you. You were surprised, in the best way possible. That was when the affair started. Months after getting to know each other. You had made love countless times before but this time was different.

“J-Jimin.” He looked at you as you breathlessly whispered his name.

“Nobody will catch us, my sweet.” Your grip tightened on his arms as he rocked forward, his cock sliding up against your thighs.

“You don’t know what you’re doing to me…” You said.

“Oh but I do. And now the fun begins.” He smirked, getting off you before grabbing the candle from the table and tilting it forward. You let out a small whimper as some of the wax splashed on your skin and dried.

“Ow!” You let out a cry.

“It’s okay, it hurts at first…but it’s fun.” He reassured you, but you were taking deep breaths. What if it was not just wax? What if you were marked?

“I see….the wax dries.” You chipped it off your skin. It was just dry residue.

“So…where would you like it?” He asked, biting his lip as a couple of drops spilled on his own hand. The kinky bastard.

“My chest…” You played with your breasts, squeezing your nipples while you looked at him with the most innocent eyes you could muster, and he looked at you with desire.

“My, my. How pretty you look with wax all over your body. My perfect sculpture.” He dripped the wax over your breasts and they burned. You shut your eyes, knowing the worst part was already over. “You did amazing, honey.” He captured your lips in a quick kiss before helping pick off the wax with his hands.

“My…you’re a man of peculiar tastes, Jimin.” You tutted, but he caught on. You were enthralled with the man of the house, and he in turn, with you.

“Ah, but you still stay familiar with me,” He kissed your hair softly. “Not many women take kindly to having wax poured on them.”

“I try my best not to forget my place.” You sighed, reminding him again of your awful reality.

“My love, you are with me now. Behind the doors, there is no society. No one to tell us what is right from wrong. I do not have a marriage, it is simply a parchment of paper at this point. My heart lies with you, Y/N.” 

He was right.

The next day it was ten and three quarters, when Mrs. Park walked into the room, looking to be mad beyond her normal schedule. She looked right at you, but did not say a word. She scoffed and looked at her husband.

“You fucked someone, right?” She was furious. Jimin did not say a word, sighing from all the noise so early in the morning.

“What is it now?” He asked her, tired of his lady’s yelling.

“You can’t just fuck random girls when your main duty is producing an heir for the estate. I should be the only one you fuck now.” She said this all shamelessly in front of you, like she was putting on an act to make you reveal the truth. She was both vulgar and an embarrassment to the Park name. But no servant would dare tell that to her face, no.

“You’re right,” Jimin stood up, clearly annoyed with her behaviour now. “So why have you been fucking random men in your quarters every night? The entire house can hear you, you know?” Jimin said with a slight look of disgust on his face. You noticed how he was quick to also play the victim. He might have appeared faithful to his wife but little did the other servants—or Mrs. Park know. You were the only person that could call him out on his lie.

“So you knew,” She folded her arms. She meant to test him? “Why didn’t you say anything sooner?” It was as if she was more hurt he didn’t find her out than the matter that she was unfaithful to him. These two were definitely not suited for each other.

“Because I have also been having an affair.” Your eyes widened at Jimin’s sudden confession, but you made sure to keep your composure. You were their breakfast maid, so you were the only one of the staff not dismissed.

“You’re such a bad husband,” Mrs. Park stormed off. “Make a baby with that bitch instead, then.” Jimin dismissed her, waving his hand at her as she angrily went to a different part of the house.

“I’m sorry.” He said after a while. He looked sad.

“Don’t be. We both know her words carry little weight.” You misspoke. Jimin flared his nostrils in anger as he banged his hand on the table.

“That is my wife! Her word is just as important as mine, if not more. Her purpose is to manage affairs of the house when I am not in. You have no right to weigh in on our household! You’re a maid.” Everything he stated was a fact, but it still hurt all the same. You did not let it show on your face. 

“Right. Sorry, Mr. Park. It won’t happen again.” You bowed and went to the servants’ quarters as you dismissed yourself.

“Wait, Y/N,” He followed after you. “I didn’t mean–Y/N stop!” He grabbed your wrist.

“Or what? You’re gonna fire me? Pray tell, Lord Park, what will you do when the lady finds that I was the one you were fucking while she let some asshole piledrive her last night? It’s not fair! It’s not fair that you aren’t allowed to be your own person.” She sighed, more angered by the situation and Mrs. Park than Jimin himself.

“I know, but she knows now. That means we have to be careful. I don’t want anything happening to you,” He bit his lip as he took your hands in his. “I love you.” It wasn’t the first time he had said those words to you but lately you have been feeling quite out of sorts.

“You say you do, but your actions suggest otherwise. Please, restrain yourself, Lord Park.” You pulled away first, and walked back alone. You felt bad but it felt good to do something for yourself for once. Lord Park was evaded successfully as you requested other tasks and had different maidservants sit in with him for breakfast. His wife had not spoken with him for a whole fortnight, and this had the whole town talking. Breaking the marriage was not possible for them. However, Lady Park had taken to seperating from him almost entirely. It was probably for the best, however Lord Park felt guilty. You knew he blamed himself for her unhappiness. 

You couldn’t do anything, though. You were a commoner. Not like that could help.

“My love.” He stopped you, just as you were taking a tray to the kitchen. He was in the hallway, and you felt perplexed.

“What are you doing here?”

“I live here.” He sighed, you knew right away he regretted his actions.

“Jimin, I didn’t want to see you.” 

“I know you’re mad at me but please–hear me out.” You decided to stop and set the tray on a side table.

“Before somebody sees us. What did you want to say?” You felt like this needed closure but what best than part ways? His wife knew he had an affair and maybe not all the details but you couldn’t risk being thrown out on the street. 

“I know I’ve been an asshole, but…I want you. I want us to continue being together because you keep me happy and grounded.” You parted your lips in a sigh.

“Listen Jimin, you know I have feelings for you too, but you upset me. I’m “just a maid.” You really hurt me.” You explained.

“I know, I’m an idiot. Please, just….stay with me?” You nod. 

“Okay, I’ll give you another chance. Just please…don’t let your wife catch on.” You said, holding his hand. You also needed this job, but you loved him. You loved him more than you cared to admit but it was so dangerous.

The next night came when you spent it in a barn, away from the servants or the nobles that may have been around. He made love to you as gently and sweetly as he always had, your saccarine angel. He was the Lord of the mansion, yes, but when you were lovers nothing else mattered.

“J-Jimin….” You moaned as his lips were hot on your neck.

“Y/N…you feel so good.” His voice was deeper, a rasp forming as he thrusted into you.

“Ahhh….” Your voice was light and airy.

“Mmmm.” He moaned as you kissed passionately, and with a few more pumps, he came undone. His hips slammed into yours repetitively. You felt your insides clenching, as he dug his nails into your waist, holding you in place. You needed him, your body arched back as he fucked you with a bit more force, and you took in as much as you could but much of that had been with the intent of stretching you out for him. Your body was burning with the desire of a thousand suns, especially as he stopped moving for a moment to let you readjust. You groaned as he put one of your legs over his shoulder and tried accessing you deeper, which worked.

As he worked you open, you felt your entire body loosen around him. You drooled as he gave you his thumb to suck and focused on fucking you as you deserved. You both needed this. 

“Ahhh, ahhh, Jimin….” You moaned his name as he grinned down at you. You knew he meant to fuck you right, but this was better than you expected.

“Fuck…you like that baby?” You nodded, in the heat of the moment sucking his thumb.

“Mmmm, Jimin.” You sighed. You felt a bundle of nerves fluttering as his hand moved down to your thigh and dug in as he pulled you even closer. Your arms went behind his back, as he pulled you so you were sitting upright. You kissed him, expertly sliding your tongue against his, tasting his cherry red lips and sucking his bottom lip, letting go with a “pop.” Jimin was good at fucking, but boy could you kiss the shit out of that man.

“I love you…” He whispered, kissing your neck as you moved your hips. You knew he was close, and so were you. You rode him with a desire to be filled, to have him as yours someday.

“I love you too,” You whispered. “I’m close.” You said, alerting him as he nipped your shoulders and left a few marks. Your breath hitched in your throat as you felt his teeth break the skin. His lips created a suction.

“Me too. Let’s cum together.” He whispered hot into your ear as he looked into your eyes, directly as you maneuvered your hips forward and back until you came undone, your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

“Oh….ohhhhh.” You moaned, as he grinned while kissing you open-mouthedly. 

"Do we have everything, y/n?"

you had been planning to go on a three-day weekend trip to the mountains for your uncle's work. Your parents had fallen ill at a young age, so you were taken in by your aunt and uncle. Soon, the papers were all signed and you had officially belonged to them. They were now your parents, and for the ongoing 5 years now. You run past the small corridor from your bedroom to the while marbled prestige kitchen. Grabbing the charger and yanking it from the outlet, you quickly run to the car, shoving all of your bags to the left of you. Your uncle chuckles while looking back in the mirror at you being buried by all of your items.

"Are you sure you want to bring all of that, y/n? I told you to pack lightly."

You had packed lightly. But secretly you had brought all of the necessities for a kitten you had met there the last time you went. A small, tri-colored cat had appeared at your window one night while you had been showering. Light scratches at the door had made the little guy very noticeable. Your uncle and aunt had been out to dinner for the night because it was their anniversary. So, you decided to take the kitten in. And ever since, you had been feeding, grooming, and cuddling the little fluff ball for about a month now. Your aunt had given you quite a look when you begged to go to the pet-store. Rumbling through all the shiny, squeaky toys, you had finally gotten what you needed. And now, the journey begins. You lean back, putting in your earbuds, while staring out the window, imaging all the fun things you're going to get to do at the cabin.

Except it hadn't all gone to plan. Your uncle had fumigated the cabin the night before because of some pesky little ladybugs that had crawled their way in. Now, all of your things were covered in plastic wrap. You quickly rush past the large living room with a 13 foot-high ceiling, and a huge 28 foot glass wall that had connected the inside to out. Plopping your bags down next to the old wooden chair, you begin stripping the room of anything and everything kitten-hazardous.

"all done!" you brush your hands off, while looking around the medium sized bedroom at all the hard work you had put in.

"now- they leave at five...so if he comes by at six-thirty-" you begin to plan everything out onto a small tiny crumbled piece of paper.

"until who gets here?"

A familiar voice stops you in your tracks. You aunt had brought some towels in from the guest bathroom, since it was going to be vacant throughout the trip. You push the papers off of the bed, and out of sight before she could read any. She crosses the room towards your bed, and sits herself softly down onto the dark maroon-colored duvets. A slight sigh leaves her chest.

"y/n...we've been noticing your...strange. Behavior." you cock your head towards her direction, taking a seat adjacent to your aunt. A confused but guilty look plastered your face.

"w..what do you mean, mom?" she looks around the room, adorning the arched closet just to the right of the bed. The huge glass wall-window sits on the left of your bedside, while a small animal print rug lays flat against the dark oak stained hardwood floors.

"honey...just-" she stops, bringing her hand up to caress your cheek. "just...be honest, okay?" you nod, as your uncle comes hustling up the stairs, carrying a small diamond-encrusted pocketbook. "let's go, love. The resturant will be closing soon" your aunt stands up, fixes the beautiful purple fish-tailed dress you hadn't had noticed when she had entered the room.

"be safe, y/n. make sure to lock all the doors. love you!"

your uncle yells out while dragging his wife towards the front door. A heavy sigh of relief falls from your lips.

"here kitty kitty kitty~" you push a bowl out the small opening of the attic door. You had been sitting there for over two hours waiting for your precious baby to return. You figured might as well start thinking of names. "Alex..snowflake...snowball...art..ic" A warm inviting sensation overtakes your body, pulling you into a deep sleep.

"y/n? y/n? wake up- y/n?"

a voice echoes through the room. You open your eyes, being met with the bright lights of the moons glistening across the hardwood floors. You shuffle a bit, seeing a small white kitten in the corner of the room, playing with a small ball of something that had been folded. A small giggle rolls off your lips, as you make a tutting sound to call him over. He lifts his head, glancing in your direction, but going back to his previous game. You sluggishly stand up, making your way over to the playful kitten. He had grown a bit since the last encounter.

"aww what are you playing with-"

you bend down, picking up the small crumpled up piece of fabric, recognizing the lace-imprinted patterns.

"hey! you little pervert!~"

He sits up, just letting out a small mewl. You see the shadow of another similar figure blocking the moon's rays.

"daisy?"

An unfamiliar voice echoes through the room.

"daisy? are you in here?"

You turn around, being met with a rock hard chest bumping into your own. You look up, seeing a brown eyed boy, with delicate cream colored skin.. "w..what in the-" he cuts you off.

"oh shi-....y/n??"

he backs up, you now being able to see more of his soft features. Black thick hair rolled down the sides of his face. The glistening of his skin gently across the surface just memorizes you.

"u-uh.." you pause. No coherent sentence was going to be made by you any time soon.

"oh fuck it is you-"

you take a few steps back, seeing him picking up the small calico kitten.

"w..who...who are you and how did you get into my house??" you quickly run over, grabbing a ski pad to defend yourself with. He takes a step closer, whilst still holding the kitten in his hand.

"y/n.. just put the ski down, and let me explain-" the small white kitten had jumped out of his grasp, now a whirl of white dust and specs float through the air, soon stopping as fast as it had begun. A beautiful small 6 year old looking little girl emerges from where the kitten had previously jumped down to. Her skin matching with the strange man's, her eyes having coveted small glistening gold specs. A smile spreads across her face as she runs towards you, wrapping her arms tightly around her waist.

"mommy!" The strange man quickly pulls the small child away, as she tries escaping his grasp to reach towards you. "no!" He lets out a nervous laugh, pulling her further from you.

"i told you that's not your momm-" she breaks free of his grip faster than he could explain the situation. You're frozen for the second time tonight. Who the fuck were these... these things?? She hugs your waist tightly, burring her small nose into your hip. He scratches the back of his neck, while examining the scene.

"She's confused-" "yeah so am I! who the fuck are you people!?" he gulps, while taking a step back. "you just look like her mom" he adds. The same, familiar white dust surrounds the man, as he quickly shrinks down about half his size. The white dust disappears, revealing a small, calico kitten, looking to be much older than the previous one.

"y..you're...the cat that i took care of..." he looks up, and makes a weird mewl towards the little girl, as she whines, transforms and is right by his side. One more small mewl and he transforms back to his original height.

"you've been gone for quite a while now.." he looks down to the small pure white kitten, picks her up, as she cuddles into his chest. how adorable. no! fuck these people just broke into your house! "I'll go take her back, then i can explain everything".

You didn't know what to say, and he hadn't left you the chance even if you wanted to. He quickly disappears into the night, leaving you on the floor questioning life right about now.

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"y/n? honey, time to wake up. y/n?" Something shakes you awake. You look around, peeking out of your crusted-shut eyes, seeing you're in your bed. "w..what..what happened?" a groggily moan rolls off your tounge, and out into the atmosphere. "What do you mean? i just came in here to say your father made breakfast." your aunt stands up off of the end of the bed, and shuffles out lf the doorway. You look aroune, seeing everything in it's original spot. The images from the pervious night had flooded your head. You quickly run up the stairs past the kitchen, to the small corridor leading to the attic. You reach for the small string that hangs down, making it easier to open. Right before you can tug at the little string, your uncle calls you back down to eat.

"so I was thinking that we should all go skiing today" your uncle retorts.

"oh that sounds lovely, honey! what do you think, y/n?" you sat there, picking at you eggs and French toast. The thoughts and what little conversation you had had with the man before still lingers in your mind. It wasn't until your father had cleared his throat loudly, while setting down the coffee pot on the kitchen counter. You sit up, your attention now on the startling noise.

"what do you think, y/n?" You hadn't really had thought about the conversation they had been having, so you just do a measly nod, and dump your plate into the sink, walking to your bedroom.

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"goodnight, y/n!" your aunt calls from her bedroom.

"goodnight, mom! sweet dreams, dad!"

he grumbles back, having already been half asleep. You grab a flashlight from the nightstand table on your right, and quietly make your way towards the attic. you step up, looking around the dimly lit un-finished room. Nothing out of the ordinary. A sigh leaves your chest. You turn on your right heel, just as you were about to go to bed for the night, a voice echoes softly through the chilling atmosphere.

"have you been waiting for me?"

his voice sounds very warm and inviting. The soft wind howls right along the side of the house, making a small but peaceful atmosphere. You climb up, quietly making your way over to where the voice had came from.

"Why didn't you come last night like you said you would?"

you feel around for any kind of heat source that might be his. Or at least a damn LIGHTSWITCH. "I did~" his voice had grown near with each passing second.

"You were asleep. So-"

a pair of arms snakes around my waist, as a hot, brush of air rolls down the nape of my neck. His emitting warmth from his body had pulled me to sit. He chuckles, already sensing the power he had over me. "how do you think you gotten in bed?" god. Bed. the way he said it was just- enticing. You could feel a slight stir in your core, like something was waking up inside of you.

"W..why did y-you do th-that"

the small breaths he had been taking in were just agonizing to you. He shifts slightly, pulling you to sit between his legs. He drags his index finger gently across the surface of your skin, drawing tiny figure eights with the pad.

"Because-" he leans down even more, his soft, plush-like lips graze over your virgin skin of your neck.

"I couldn't let you sleepy here all alone, could I? what would your parents have to say?"

A small moans escapes your lips, as you quickly cover your mouth. Small fits of chuckles brush past your arm. 'cute" he replies. You subconsciously cuddle up closer to his chest, laying all of your weight against his. His hand now trails down the side of your hip, teasing the small dips between.

"S-so...what are you?"

he stops his movements, cocking his head to the side to face yours.

"do you want the long story or the short story?"

Long? Oh fuck, just imagining his sliding deep against your walls, as you moan out loudly while he has a hand covered against your mouth to suppress what little dignity you had left. The grunts he would make while thrusting his hips against yours, ever inch of his long girthy length just splits you wide open, him having you pressed against the wall, every cell in your body his for the taking.

"y/n?"

He questions, while you get pulled from your fantasy land. "y-yeah?" great, a fucking stutter. way to go, y/n. He chuckles, taking in a small whiff of your scent.

"are you horny right now?"

He asks as if he's telling one of his friends if they want to go bowling with them on Friday night. A light moan rolls past your tounge. He chuckles, while resuming his movements against your skin. Gently, the pad of his index finger burns the surface of your skin. What the hell was this feeling? You've been horny before with previous partners but..this? this was pure flith.

"I know I get humans horny but not this much~" he teases.

"f-fuck you" you release, while holding onto his arm from the amount of pressure in the air.

"Oh really?~ You sure your want that, sweetheart? For your family to hear how much of slut you are for my cock? Them hearing who's fucking their innocent little girl? Making her scream another man's name. For them to hear your whiny ass begging for my hard cock to just fuck you into tommorow. Fuck, you want the whole neighborhood to hear how much pleasure I'm giving you? You want my lips wrapped around your tight little cunt, while you beg to cum? You want that baby?"

You hadn't even noticed how your nails had begin to dig into the flesh of his thigh, moans growing louder by the second. A smirk presses against his lips, as his right hand dips into the opening of your pajama pants, his digits start moving in circles against your bulb. Small, muffled moans threaten to escape your throat as your throw your head back against his chest. His free hand slithering it's way up to your breast, cupping it gently, while rolling the nub gently between his two fingers.

"oh fuck-" You whine, arching your back from the pure pleasure you're getting. A pair of soft, moist lips leans down to the base of your neck, licking a strip up towards your jawline, before lightly sucking on the thin skin. Your eyes had now rolled to the back of your head, as your legs start twitching from the stimulation. This was pure bliss. The rises and falls of his chest against your back, and rock hard object your could feeling pocking at your butt, the way his middle finger teases your entrance slightly pushing the tip in, only to be yanked right back out.

"i-im gunn..ah..-"

You're right on the edge, you could practically see the climax cliff. His finger than had been working your core, fastened.

"oH fuck!" you yelp out, knowing damn well that your aunt and uncle heard. But you didn't care. You only wanted one thing. And that was to-

"nuh uh~"

his voice brushes gently against your ear, as all of the pleasure just stops. You turn around, seeing his bring his two fingers to his mouth, sucking on the leftovers of your juices.

"what the fuck?!" a smirk presses against his lips. He stands up, brushing himself off, while you're just sitting there confused as hell. he crouches down to your level, whispering softly into your ear.

"I can't let you have all the fun, now can I?" he walks towards the window, and sits on the edge, as he prepares to jump down.

"sweet dreams, darling~"

he smirks, turns, and hops down. Who the fuck was he? You hadn't even gotten a name! Who was the little cat-girl..daughter..kid with him, and WHY was he messing with you?? You sit there, processing what the fuck had just happened when-