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preference ; mark tuan

warningschubby!reader, got7 all have children, reader has a child, reader is a bit insecure about their weight, mark has a crush, mark being a great father figure, fluff, bad date, and intense flirting at the end

genrefluff, suggestive, bfs2ls

word count1.5k

inspiration N/A

synopsisin which mark admits his attraction to you

you released a heavy sigh, your best friends all overflowing on your couch. “i’ve babysat all of your children. can’t you all do this one favor for me? the only one who has babysat melanie is jinyoung”

jinyoung nodded according to your statement. five of them chorused in groans and whines. “we all have plans tonight. spare us?” jackson pleaded, gripping youngjae’s hand.

you glared at him, “well i have plans too and it’s more important than regular, old partying. now,” you pulled out your secret weapon. signaling your daughter to come over from your loveseat.

melanie giddily stood by your side and the guys visibly cringed. they didn’t want to upset melanie and that’s exactly why she’s your secret weapon.

you tapped her full head of curls and pointed at the group in front of you both. smirking as they quivered and held onto each other for dear life. “pick who you want to babysit you bub”

melanie narrowed her eyes and tapped her chin. inquisitively eyeing her contestants, filling them with fright. her feet eventually moved towards east.

yugyeom pretended to pass out and the group collectively broke in laughter. but he wasn’t even her pick. melanie stopped at mark’s knees who clearly didn’t even know what was going on.

he placed his phone to the side and picked up the child, placing her on his lap.

“mark, do you even know what’s going on?” jackson stared at him in disbelief. mark pulled out his headphones, “huh?”

“looks like you have to babysit mel for the night, mark” you said. snickering when the other six let out sighs of relief.

“oh. okay” mark shrugged, smiling down at melanie.

“why did we have this whole dramatic scene if mark was willing to do it in the first place?” bambam exclaimed in shock.

you shrugged, “you’re all free to leave”

“so, i have to babysit because you’re going on a date?” mark questioned from your left, watching you struggle to keep up your towel and hold a dress at the same time.

“exactly” you said, handing the dress you had chosen to mark while you fixed your towel and grabbed the heels from by your closet door.

mark held the dress by it’s metal hanger and glanced into the dress section of your closet. spotting a dress that would look even more impressive on your frame. “i think that wine dress looks better” mark commented.

you looked at the dress he was referencing to and nodded. “i agree but it’s a bit tighter on me. wouldn’t want to turn him away with my chub” you laughed. but mark furrowed his eyebrows at you.

“you’re going to catfish him?” his eyes followed you as you walked over to dresser to fish out some fitting intimates.

“i wouldn’t call it— anyway, it’s probably not going to work out anyway so who cares” you shrugged.

mark nodded. “but if that’s the case just wear the dress”

you sighed and spared your persistent friend a glance to know that he had won. “fine”

“i’m ready!” mark heard while sliding another glove onto melanie’s arm. he stood up and grabbed her hand. “mommy’s ready”

“do i look like a princess uncle mark?” melanie questioned while they turned the corner from her room and into the main hallway.

“you look like a true princess, mel—” mark was saying until he saw you at the end of the hallway. he felt his heartbeat pick up and his palms get sweaty.

“ooooo! look at my little princess” you cooed at your daughter who raced to your side.

mark was at a loss for words. that dress fit you in all the right places. “so do you, ___” mark blurted whatever was on his mind. and that was that you belonged in somebody’s fairytale obviously.

you inhaled sharply and felt heat take over your cheeks. “thank you mark”

you grabbed melanie’s hand and mark hurried to fall suit behind the two you. “how’s junior?” you exited that detour of being flustered. remembering that mark is one of your best friend’s, not your date tonight.

“a pain in my— ahhhh—” mark realized who was also in the hallway with him.

melanie snorted, “you can curse, uncle mark. mommy does it all the time” she nonchalantly snitched on you, her mother.

mark looked at you in surprise. you all entered your kitchen and you turned around with an awkward smile.

“uhhh— force of habit?”

“right” mark chuckled. “i’ll make melanie some dinner”

“thank you” you sighed and sat at the island with your daughter.

“you’re not leaving right now?”

you shook your head, “the date is at seven. it’s only six—thirty, i don’t want to be too early”

mark shook his head. “does it really matter?”

“time is everything, mark. but i’ll leave right now i guess” you gathered your necessities and slid from the stool.

you placed a loving kiss to the crown of melanie’s head. “i’ll be back in a couple hours, lovebug. behave for uncle mark, okay?”

“of course, mommy” she smiled.

mark closed the oven which held dinosaur nuggets inside and followed you to the front door. he pulled you into a tight hug.

“have fun, okay? if this guy makes you feel bad i’ll beat him up” he quipped playfully. you giggled but nodded your head nonetheless.

mark pulled away but held your shoulders protectively. “and if there’s any trouble, call me”

“i promise, mark”

mark stared at the bourbon in his glass. having done everything he was required to do tonight. the last task was taken care of a whopping ten minutes ago. melanie was passed out in her tiana dress but she insisted to keep it on and mark wasn’t arguing with someone else’s child so he just let her sleep in it.

he grabbed the glass and took another sip. his mind unwinding a little bit more. but that soon vanished when he heard the front door open. the sound of heels and keys letting him know that it was just you.

you strolled into the kitchen with a stoic look on your face.

“oh, hey— was it not good?” mark began to greet you but then he saw your facial expression and frowned.

you huffed and sat on the stool closest to him on the right. eyeing his glass. “sucked ass”.

mark sighed, “elaborate”

“at first, it was fine. but then when i actually started to flirt he said he wasn’t into big women” you reached out for his glass and mark just let you have it with no hassle.

you downed what was left and placed it back on the island. “story of my fucking life”.

mark took the glass and refilled it. “you went on a date with a boy,” he gulped half of it. sliding the rest to you.

“a man would be able to appreciate a woman of your size” you began to chug what was left but choked when hearing the end of his sentence.

you stared at your friend with narrowed eyes. studying his words over and over again.

“what?” mark inquired.

“or maybe he just draws the line at fat” you replied.

mark shook his head. “you’re not fat, this is not fat” mark puts a hand on your stomach.

you looked down at his hand then back up at him. placing the glass in front of you. “then what is it?” you tested.

“love” he answered.

on cue, you became a flustered mess and threw your head back in laughter. “you’re so Goddamn cheesy”

mark gripped your love through your dress gently, “seriously, ___, there’s people who really love what you have to offer”

you snorted. “and they probably just have a fat fetish” you grumbled.

mark hummed and removed his hand from you, “or it’s a preference for their girl to have a bit of meat on their bones”

“let me ask, are you one of them?” you tilted your head. confused a bit to why mark was capping hard for your size.

“would it bother you if i was?” mark fired back boldly.

you bit your lip and glossed your eyes over him. meeting his eyes after, “hmm, i don’t know”

“why?” mark did the exact same thing.

“because, and i might be taking this the wrong way, but i’m catching a vibe that you just prefer me” you mumbled. scared if he was going to flat out reject you right now.

but to your surprise, “you’re taking it the right way then” mark said.

“are we flirting right now?” you thought out loud.

“is it working?” mark raised his eyebrows.

“very much” you licked your lips and straightened your posture.

“then yes, yes we are”

“would you like to stay the night?” you suggested.

“if it means i can show you how much i adore your ‘love’ and everything after then yes” that was it, that was the final straw. you slid from the stool and held out your hand for mark to take.

“you’re in luck, tuan”

Request open again.

For a while. I’m trying to get back into everything

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Three strikes.

Miguel Diaz x female plus size reader.

Request by: @agirlwithanpureheartThank you much hun for requesting.

Plot: Everyone has insecurities, some more then others. Miguel noticed his girlfriend start to acted different, getting distant. Then she started to ignore him for someone else, who? He didn’t know for sure. But, he did notice a  certain Robby Keene hanging around her. Miguel try’s to get his girlfriend back but she thinks he is love with his ex.

Notes: The world is a little different then the show. Nothing really you should know.

Warnings:Self doubt, cheating accusations, self deprecation, angst. Sam larusso. Jealous Miguel. Asshole Robby. A little spicy thoughts.

Length: Middle/long.

Being in love with a guy you think is out of your League is hard to put it lightly. You’ve always struggled with your looks and your own views on yourself. When Miguel ask you out, you were over the moon with happiness but with a relationship comes insecurities sometimes.

You compared yourself to Sam all the time. Wished you could look like her so maybe Miguel could have someone better looking to call a girlfriend. Sam larusso was like the beautiful girl next door you wished you could be. Skinny, pretty, rich and had everyone fall for her.

Your insecurities got the better of you and told you that Miguel couldn’t love you like he told you. He went from Sam to you. She’s skinny and your not. He could never love you. Your a rebound. That was only some of the things your mind told you.

You started to pull off more, he noticed but didn’t want to push you to talk. He would miss the way you looked when he called you beautiful, or when he kissed you. You felt guilty, taking love that wasn’t tea meant for you.

So today in lunch is where it all crumpled down.

“You couldn’t beat the end boss with a weapon like that” you listen in to demetri’s rant about some game the guys talked about. Miguel had his arm wrapped around your waist as everyone ate their lunch.

You turned to look at him and you saw him looking over at the table Sam sat at. Your chest filled with heart break, it caused you to feel sick and want to cry.

“I have to go to the bathroom, I’ll meet with you guys after school” A lie you told them. Miguel looked up at your with worrying but you just took his arm off of you and walked away with your bag in hand.

As soon as you left the lunch room, tears started to fall and a whimper left your lips. You tried so hard to not left it affect you, but your boyfriend didn’t love you.

After what felt like forever you finally got to the corner where the bathrooms are but as soon as you turned you hit something and fell back. It was soft but hard as hell and you grounded in pain as you landed on the floor. 

“Are you okay?” You looked up at the voice you have heard before. Robby Keene. You felt so embarrassed, here you are on the floor while you cried over something so stupid.

Robby looked at your face and it stained with wet tears and his look softly and offered you a hand. “Hey, what’s wrong” you let him help you up while you sniffled.

“Yeah. I’m sorry for bumping into you” you gave him a sad look and he only smiled at you. “You couldn’t probably see because of those tears in your eyes. Wanna talk about?”

You’ve never really talked to Robby before, but he hung around Sam a lot so you couldn’t share your problem. Plus your boyfriend had a feud with him, but he was being so nice.

“It’s stupid boyfriends problems” Robby’s eyebrows frowned down, he knew your boyfriend. How could anyone hurt a sweat cute girl like you? He’s noticed you around school, he would be lying if he didn’t think about having you to himself. Maybe this was the perfect time to swoop in.

“Well, I actually know we have next period together if you want to talk about it. Or we can just sit together, if you want?” You smiled at the thought. He was very sweet and you needed a friend right now. 

“Yeah, I’d like that.”

Miguel missed you, he was worried when you just up and left at lunch. He’s noticed lately that you’ve been pulling away but he didn’t want to say anything. He wanted to give you some space and talk to him when you’re ready but he was getting really worried.

“Have you figure out what your getting, y/n?” Hawk throw his arms around the boy as they walked to class. Miguel smiled at the thought of their anniversary coming up, he was very excited about it.

“Well, at lunch I noticed moon wearing a pretty bracelet. I’m think of asking her where she gets her jewelry from, Y/n seems to love them” hawk kinda dropped at the mention of moon but got over it because his friend was happy.

“Hell yeah, chicks love jewelry. Maybe one day you can give her the big deal” hawk teased as he raises his eyebrows up and down. Miguel blushes at the thought, he felt all warm inside.

“Yeah, maybe” Miguel walked right by your class door just to look for you and what he saw he stop in his tracks and walked back. You sat next to Robby laughing at something he said, Miguel felt so anger in his chest but tried not let it get to him.

“Woah, bro chill.” Hawk paused and patted his chest. “She loves you, plus we can always give him a warning” Miguel glared daggers into Robby’s skull but the bell rang before he could go into the room.

Miguel was hurt, and jealous. Robby’s was talking to His girl. You left to go to the bathroom and not to see him, right?

You left school before Miguel could reach you, he texted you and called you but you missed every one. You couldn’t talk to him right now, you couldn’t face the terms your boyfriend didn’t love you.

You cried into your pillow, as soon as you got home from school. You thought you could push the thoughts aside just so you could be with him. No matter how much you wanted to believe he liked you, loved you, the facts said other wise.

The looks he would send her way, the way you looked, he hasn’t even told you he loved you yet. You’ve been dating for a year and it’s okay to take things slow but maybe he just didn’t.

The first strike.

After crying that night Robby started texting you and trying to make you feel better. Robby’s reasons aren’t what you thought, friendly is what you thought. Oh, you were so wrong. He wanted to steal you away from Miguel, he’s had a small crush on you.

You sent Miguel some texts and told him you were busy with your parents and they picked you up. But nothing more other then small messages and he panicked. Did he do something wrong? Why were you avoiding him?

He talked with hawk, he said to just talk to you and sort it out. Which he actually wanted to do so he found you by your locker the next school day and came up behind you and hugged you.

You jumped in surprise and as soon as his face came into view everything started to flood back into your mind. “Good morning beautiful, how’s your morning” he kissed your cheek which you pulled away right after.

“Good, and yours?” You looked into your locker and anywhere but him. But having pictures of him all over your locker didn’t help. Miguel noticed you pull away after the kiss and was about to ask you about it but your phone went off.

He watched as you picked it up and smiled, he got jealous all over again. Even if it wasn’t anyone he needed to worry about but he was trying to talk to you but you just gave your attention to them.

“Good” he replied as he put on a fake smile. You both walked to class and in silence because you didn’t want to talk. Miguel held you close though and talked for the both of you.

The second strike.

It’s been all day and you’ve barley talked to him. Your eyes looked so sad and he could tell you didn’t feel to happy, you’ve barely smiles. You only smiled at your phone and he was getting slowly pissed off by it.

He watched you smile at your phone, and every time he said who it was, you just replied by saying it was a friend. You didn’t like Robby like that by no means, yes he was attractive. But you loved Miguel and no matter how much you hurt right now, you would never do that to him.

You didn’t tell Miguel you were talking to Robby because it might upset him, was that wrong? Yes, but you thought you were doing a good thing. It’s not like he needed to know everything you did, plus nothing was going on. Well, on your side at least.

He finally had enough at the end of the day, outside in the parking lot.

“Babe you wanna come over? You can come to practice and after we can go to eat” he ask while walking with you outside, you under his arm.

But after a minute of silence from you he looked at you. Your eyes glued to your phone, smiling and texting away, not even paying attention to him. Something in him snapped.

“Y/n? Please talk to me for once” he raised his voice in annoyance. You snapped your head up and closed your phone and tiled your head. He looked angry and he never raised his voice, so he was serious.

“What did you say?” You blink and he rolled his eyes. “You’ve been doing this all day, y/n. You’ve been glued to your phone and ignoring me” he complained.

“Oh, what? Am I only supposed to pay attention to you? That’s not something you seem to do yourself” you snapped. He was confused and didn’t know what you were taking about.

“What the hell are you taking about? Who have you been texting all day. You say it’s a friend so which one?” You felt a buzz in your hand and so did he. He was so angry at the moment he didn’t think about anything and just acted.

Miguel grabbed the phone at of your hand his jaw stiffened. ‘Robby’ popped up and he realized you have been texted him all day. “Robby?” he shouted the question, you pulled your phone back. He needed to mind his own business, this is why you didn’t tell him in the first place.

“What’s your problem now Miguel? Can I not have friends” you asked at him and he looked at you like you were unbelievable at the moment. He was so hurt right now, not only have you been ignoring him, but for Robby of all people.

“I never said that. But hiding someone isn’t helping your case. What have you been talking about? Must be pretty damn important if you’ve been ignoring me all day” he stated, anger filled his voice.

“I don’t need to tell you everything, Miguel. I’m not someone you can just play with, but he’s just a friend. Which is more then I can say with your  situation” You came back with just as much anger as him.

Everyone watched at you two screamed at each other, but your friends watched from afar wondering if they should step in.

“What are you talking about?” He questioned you again, you sneered at him. ”Like you don’t know” you pointed into his chest hardly. “Actually, I don’t” Rolling your eyes and decide to walk away from what was happening.

Miguel watched you watch off and one part wanted to go after you but it was overpowering by his anger. “We aren’t done talking about this” he yelled and throws his hands up as he turns around and sighed.

Robby was so thrilled to hear that you and Miguel got into a fight, and it was about him. His plan was working, he was getting into Miguel’s head.

I mean if Miguel couldn’t treat you like the beautiful goddess you are then he will. To your smile, your laugh, your kindness and your body. Your body, oh god that body. Your size was amazing to him, it made you look so innocent in his eyes.

Curves like yours aren’t easy to come by, he wanted you to be his. And if getting you and Miguel to fight is the way to do that. Then he will gladly do that.

You on the other had hated the fight, it made even more depressed. You weren’t enough for him already and now he differently couldn’t love you since you yelled at him.

The hurt in his voice, him yelling at you, and the eyes that looked you. You couldn’t shake the feelings off. You loved Miguel, you really did. But maybe you both need time away from each other.

And it’s only a matter of time he leaves you for Her.

The third strike.

He was still angry but he needed to fix things with you, wanted to be able to hold you again. Kissing you or hug you. Your hugs are amazing because your so warm all the time or just your body he loves to hold.

He was avoiding you all day until he realized he need to fix things. You didn’t even sit with him at lunch, hell you weren’t even in the lunch room. Where you are, he had no idea. He did notice Robby was there and every time he looked him they made eye contact and Robby’s face held a smug look.

After that he realized he need to get you back before he did, he can’t lose you. Maybe he over reacted or maybe he didn’t, but non of the matters if he loses you. But everything time he searched for you, he couldn’t find you.

Until now.

You lean on your locker while you got your stuff and students make there way out to the busses. Robby in front of you and talked with you. He was so close to getting you, he could feel it.

“I don’t know what I did wrong, maybe I’m not enough. Maybe I never will” you sighed and looked down. Robby felt his chest tighten as he he noticed a figure walking through the hallway.

“Of course not, your amazing. He just doesn’t deserve you” he looked up and met the figures eyes. Miguel looked at him and his anger raised up into his chest. Robby winked at your boyfriend but you didn’t notice because you still had your eyes on the ground.

There it was again, that smug look. Miguel marches up to the both of you and grabbed ahold of your wrist. “Stay the fuck away from my girlfriend” he snapped at Robby and dragged you away against your protest.

You rushed to keep up with Miguel as he tried to get out of the school as soon as possible. You’d be lying if you didn’t like him calling you ‘His girlfriend’ it made you feel wanted. And that voice he used was hot but you still found a way to bring yourself down.

“Miguel, stop” you pleaded to him as he ignored you. He was pissed, jealous, hurt and every emotion and he was sick of feeling like it. Even though he was angry his grip didn’t hurt you, it wasn’t to tight because he didn’t want to hurt you.

You made it out of the school doors and into the parking lot. “Miguel where are we going?” You asked him and he just pointed to the car he brought to school. His mom let him borrow the car for the day since he begged her to, plus Johnny offered to drive her to work.

“Your going to get into the car and we will talk about this when we get to someone private” he went to the passenger seat and opened the door for you and waited for you to get in.

You wanted to say no, but talking this out is the best thing to do. So you sighed and got into the car and threw your bag into the back seat. Miguel closed the door softly and walked to his side and got in.

“Now, sweetheart. What do you want to eat?” He started the car and started to pull out of the parking lot. You cringe at the way he said, sweetheart, he’s called you that before but it’s at times he was disagreeing with you. But you have never heard the words come out of his mouth like that.

“You pick since your the one driving” he sighed and went into the road. The whole ride was awkward and filled with silence. But the tension was high and you didn’t want to fight anymore. Him leaving you would just be easier.

Your pulled up to some empty park, with seating and you could tell he brought you here so no one would be around. “Let’s go” is all he said as he grabbed the food and got out of the car. You followed in his actions and got out of the car, you stared at the ground the whole time.

You both made your way over to the empty wooden table and took your seats. You stayed away from him on the other side and he hated everything about that. You should next to him not away. But he understood you needed your space and you feeling comfortable was more important.

“You going to tell me what’s being going on?” He said so normal as he got the food out and it caught you off guard. “I don’t want to fight, Miguel” you took the box of food from him.

“We don’t have to fight, just explain.” You looked down and avoiding his gaze at all cost. Miguel sighed and opened his food. “I’ll ask the questions and you answer, seem far?” You thought about it for a minute but nodded in agreement.

“Have you been cheating on me?” You snapped you gaze back to him and looked at him in disbelief. Why would he think that? “No, why would you think that?” You stated with a very stern voice to show that you weren’t lying.

“You’ve been getting distant and I noticed and gave you your space, which must have been the wrong move. You’ve been hangout out with Robby, ignoring me for him.” He shared his side of the story and you felt like a asshole. You only wanted him.

“Miguel, he’s not why I pulled away” you looked back down at your food and poked it with a fork, even if it didn’t need a fork. Miguel’s breath hitch because if Robby wasn’t the reason then what was? All he could do is see the look on your face and he hated it.

“Because I see the way you look at her” Miguel’s face scrunched up in confusion, her?Who the hell was her? And he wasn’t ‘looking’ at anyone other then you. “Who is she?” You slammed your hands onto the table. You couldn’t take him acting like you were dumb anymore.

“Sam. I know you could never fall for someone like me Miguel, I had to just be a rebound. Sam’s so beautiful and I’ve noticed the stares you give her. I get it I will never be like her, I just wished you loved me like you did her” Loved. He’s never used that word for anyone in his life, especially Sam.

But for you, he felt everything love did to a person. If he didn’t love you he wouldn’t be trying to have a simple conversation, or trying to get you back. But he did love you, and he couldn’t love you like he did Sam. Because he never loved her.

“I don’t love her” the words left his lips in almost a whisper that only you could hear. He got up from his seat and took a seat next to you, where he belonged. Miguel saw the tears slipping your eyes and his heart ached at the sight.

“I never have. You are all I can think about, you never will be Sam and I’m glad for that. Because if you were her i wouldn’t have you. The girl I love with all my heart, your enough and the only thing I need” you let out a sod.

You let your insecurities take over and you become blind to what he actually felt. You acted like a asshole, you should have seen it. He told you all the time how much you meant to him and you just brushed it off.

“I’m sorry” you cried into his chest and he pulled you close. Miguel rubbed your head, you’re in his arm is all he needed. He should have seen the signs but he can’t go back in time but he could only focus on the future.

“You’re all I need in the world. You need to tell me when you feel like this, okay? I will help you and I don’t have a problem with it. Just don’t go to Robby about it, I know what he wants you” Pulling away and wiping your tears off.

“Robby? He was just being friendly” Miguel let out chuckle, of course you didn’t see the signs. “He winked at me right before I pulled you away, he wants you to himself” Oh, shit. You realized that some of the things he said did sound like he did want you.

“Fuck, I’m sorry. I didn’t notice” you grabbed his hand and he smiled at you. “As long as he stays away from you I’m fine. Your mine” you giggled and nodded at him.

Miguel pulled you back close and laid a kiss on top of your head. “I love you” left his lips as you smiled into shoulder and gripped your arms around him.

“I love you too”

Mha request back open!

Who I wrote for and the rules.

I really want to get back into writing for these characters! And I really want to try out some new things for poly so please don’t mind it the suck! But I’ve got back into the inspection for writing them! So if you got any requests some but make sure you read who I do! Thank you guys!

Mod Kaede here ^-^ If this request is okay then yeah- Can you write (can be in headcanon form) any of the guys from DRV3 (you can pick ^-^ your favorite) with a chubby reader who gets self conscious really easy? If not that’s fine! ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

Headcanons for Rantaro Amami x chubby reader who gets self conscious really easily

• Rantaro, being decently tall, is used to giving his partners his shirts to wear because A. Relationship goals his partners look adorable in them and B. He loves to spoil his partners in cute ways like that. However, when he found out his most recent partner is self conscious about their weight and how they look in his shirts, he decided to get some shirts a bit baggy. Not only so that his s/o looks adorably tiny in them, but so he can joke about how they don’t fit him either and reassure them it’s okay if they don’t fit them perfectly too (he does allow them to decline if they are still nervous though.)
• Every time his s/o is self-depreciating about their looks, and if it’s not super serious, Rantaro will find pictures of cats he took from different places and send them to his s/o claiming they are beautiful and just like the fluffy cats. Them being chubby just fits how cute they are as well as their adorable “purr-sonality”…. He’ll then awkwardly laugh and apologize for the bad joke and remind them they are beautiful.
• He loves cuddling with them. His s/o who happens to be chubby is so soft and huggable, he loves it so much. He isn’t big on PDA, but whenever they are alone he’ll just hug them from behind or rest his chin on them and just playfully pepper kisses on them.
• Rantaro loves to take selfies, at least one, of wherever he travels to remember it. He decides to bring his s/o along for a lighthearted trip for once to a place he had been before but wish he got to explore more. Along the way they have dinner and he insists on them getting whatever they want and that he would pay. Afterwards he takes some pictures to post but his s/o isn’t comfy with that, so he just simply shares them with his s/o. He was just happy to have a nice evening with his s/o, and he doesn’t want to make them uncomfortable.
• Rantaro is a very respectful and kind guy, but the second someone makes a comment about his friends or s/o he’ll step in, especially if it’s harassing them. His s/o rarely sees him upset, but one time someone was being a jerk and made them cry, and Rantaro ended not only stepping in and shoving the guy, but he brought back up with Tenko and Maki. It’s safe to say the person never said anything to them again after that run in.
• Whenever his s/o decides to go out of their comfort zone or treat themself, Rantaro gives them a stuff animal as a gift. Nothing big or anything, it’s just a little positive message to say “I’m proud of you for trying to be happy and love who you are, cause you deserve to be happy and love yourself cause you are beautiful.” He also leaves positive notes and chocolates around the house when they are over.

Summary: You have to work on Halloween and you go dressed as a character your boyfriend likes very much. You are not ready for how worked up he was once you got home.

Warnings: SMUT! There will be: erotic body touching, boob-job, oral (female receiving), unprotected sex (be safe out there!), doggy-style, aftercare.

Word Count: 3181

The idea came to you early in the month, when you were working at the coffee shop your boyfriend and his friends always like to come to, being close to their company and discreet enough that they could enter in small groups without being recognized instantly. There was still the one or another who recognized them, but always manageable. As you came with a bunch of drinks that they ordered to their table, you realized they were planning a movie marathon to get them in the Halloween spirit. And amongst all the movies the group discussed about seeing, Jungkook was very fixated on watching one in particular, saying the name over and over until they agreed it was on the list: The Nightmare Before Christmas.

You made a mental note of it, kissed him on the head, to which he scrunched up his nose as cheeks grew pinker, and went back to do your job.

A quick order online, a trip to the shop to buy some fishnet tights and a new pair of black heel boots, and your outfit for this Halloween was all set up. Not only would your boyfriend appreciate it, it was a good choice for you to wear to your work place, since your boss as asked the employees at the coffee to wear a costume on the 31^st, as a way to please costumers.

Halloween came around rather quickly and, much to your frustration, Jungkook actually had half of the day off. He was currently on the living room, playing games in the big screen tv. And, of course, you had the evening shift at the coffee shop, thus you wouldn’t be able to stay with him.

So, here you were, in the bedroom, putting on the colorful dress with mismatched patterns, the fishnets tights and the boots, letting your hair down to resemble the character the best it could, some elongating mascara for your eyelashes and a deep red lipstick. Apart from the blueish skin and all the stitches, you actually resembled her quite nicely. If they ever saw the movie, everyone would certainly recognize who you were.

You get out of the bedroom and into the living room, your boyfriend currently with his back to you, headphones on and focused on the busy screen in front of him while you walked behind the couch in the direction of the door.

“I’m leaving, Kookie. See you later tonight, okay?” you say goodbye with a resented voice.

“Hum? Oh, okay, I-” Jungkook takes off his headphones that fall around his neck as he turns to look at you.

You almost miss his reaction while you grab the coat from the closet at the entrance. The way those round bright eyes enlarge so greatly you can see the full ebony iris, a hint of recognition and astonishment behind that sparkle, how his lips fall apart in the tiniest of openings, straight and thick eyebrows raising up in his forehead. His body sits frozen in the couch, only really reacting when he sees you putting on your coat with a shy smile on your lips.

“You, huh…!” he gets up in a jump, letting go of the controller in his hands and coming to stand in front of you, eyes roaming up and down your voluptuous figure. “You’re dressed up as Sally. You dressed up for Halloween.”

“Yeah” you respond, flattered by the way his eyes keep lingering at you in interest. “My boss told us to bring our best outfit to work on the coffee shop. So, I’m going as Sally.”

“It’s so pretty” he murmurs, almost in a daze until he looks back at your eyes and corrects himself. “You look so pretty, Y/N. As always.”

You giggle at his compliment and lean in to give him a long peck on those uneven lips, adoring their warmth of softness against your own.

“Thank you, baby. I’ll be back before eleven at night” you inform as you step backwards and turn to go out the door.

“What, wait!”

Jungkook stops you by getting a hold of your hand, keeping you from opening the main door and instead you stand back in front of him, with raised eyebrows in surprise and confusion. You recognize the look of disappointment in his eyes, a slight pout already taking over his larger lower lips in the cutest of ways.

“You need to go? Like… Like right now? I only just saw you in your costume.”

“Well, I told you I had to work today, Kookie. And, yeah, I’ll admit I chose this costume because I knew you would like it, but that was before I knew I had to work the late shift” you explain.

But he is not really keen on letting you go and it shows when he effortlessly pulls you close by your hand despite your hefty weight, attaching his hands to your waist and back while his face gets hidden at the crook of your neck. His breath hits your skin as he speaks, creating goosebumps before he kisses it.

“I don’t want you to go. I wanna be the Jack to your Sally” he whines.

As he kisses up your neck and across your soft jaw, you struggle to remain focused and responsible, when in reality all you wanted was to ditch your work and stay home with him.

“Baby, I can’t. I need to go now, but I’ll be back. Just wait for me, okay? I’m all yours then” you assure him, sneaking past his arms with heated cheeks and chills down your spine.

“Promise?” he sulks, albeit letting you go as you open the door.

“Promise.”

He would hold you up to that promise.

As soon as you came back through the front door, barely closing it behind you, he jumps out of nowhere to hold you tight against his muscular arms. You yelp at the abruptness of it all, your purse falling out of your hands as his arms wrap around you like bindweeds, his lips regaining their position across the skin of your jaw and neck as if they never left.

“How was your day?” he asks in a whisper between the kisses at your pulse point, as if it was just a normal conversation.

It takes you a few solid seconds for you to get a grip and process what was happening, realizing he asked you a question you had yet to answer.

“It… It was fine, I think. What… what’s happening?” your confusion is more than evident in your voice as you regain your balance by holding on to Jungkook’s delightedly strong arms.

“I couldn’t stop thinking about you since you left” he confesses, leaning back just to stare at your face while his cheeks and earlobes glow red. You find it so puzzling, how he could just jump on you like that and then be this shy when actually looking at you. It made your heart flip. “How pretty you looked. How I wished you would’ve stayed. I couldn’t focus, I didn’t even play my game, I was letting my team down so I logged off.”

“It’s… It’s just a cute Sally outfit, Kookie” you say, blinking as you keep your gaze on his, large hands still holding you close by your lower back.

“It just suits you so well. A-And not just your body! Your personality as well. I never realized it until today. You are my own little Sally who treats me as if I was the center of your world and I never got to show how much I thank you for it.”

You bite your bottom lip and tilt your head at him, wondering how a Halloween outfit could remind him of this, of how much you adored him. But you weren’t about to stop him, for sure.

“Well” you shrug, with a warm smile. “Show me, then.”

He giggles and you chuckle back until the sound dies out just a moment before your lips meet, engaging in caresses that have you standing on your feet and tremors run down your back while you lean in to him. He holds you close and tight, his hands roaming your curvaceous body and brushing over every inch they could, from your rolls to your fluffy bits, squeezing and folding.

You are melting into his touch, heart jumping out of your chest, when his tongue flicks at your top lip, requesting your permission. You gladly give him entrance as you open your mouth and allow him access to every single crevice, tongue twinning with yours making your shudder. He tastes like a spicy nectar that sets your whole body on fire, effortlessly doing so and instigating breathless moans from you when his lips close around your tongue and he sucks on it.

You throw your head back in order to breathe and he attacks your neck instead. You don’t even realize it, but he has taken off your coat, leaving you in the costume’s dress, and is slowly guiding you to the couch. Once your bum hits the back of the couch, your hands grasp at the solid item while his hands found themselves just underneath your breasts.

“As much as I love this dress, can I take it off now?” he questions, one hand already travelling around your back searching for the zipper.

“Yes, please” you authorize, breathless.

He unzips the long zipper at your back while you kiss at his beautiful neck, feeling beneath your lips as he swallows and sighs heavily. Once he does it, he brushes the sleeves down your shoulders and arms, the fabric of the dress gathering at your wide stomach. You stand in order to pull it the rest of the way down and Jungkook takes advantage of your distraction to pull his hoodie off his body in an elegant move.

When you throw the dress away, standing now only in your fishnets and black matching underwear, you look back at him to find him shirtless, strong sculptured muscles on display and your fingers twitch and inner muscles of your belly contract at the sight. Subconsciously, you lick your lips while he takes in your feminine shape, the way your body looked so incredibly soft and warm and welcoming.

“I really love your body, so much” he confesses in a breathy whisper. “Especially these.”

Jungkook’s hands attach themselves to the malleable fat of your breasts, cupping them and watching his fingers sinking in to the flesh, adoring the way he could barely hold them in the palm of his hands. Your back arches into his touch without your control and he begins teasing at your puckered peaks, brushing his thumbs on top of them and tweaking them as if tunning an old radio. You moaned and squirmed, this unbelievable tension forming deep down inside.

With hooded eyes, you follow the lines of his abdominal muscles down with your digits, adoring their hardness that contrasted so much with your softness. Reaching the edge of the sweatpants he was wearing, you can’t help but notice the line of his manhood, growing ever more noticeable.

“Let… Let me try something for you, baby” you decide, having an idea.

Taking hold of his wrists and bringing them down, you grab his shoulders and make him spin so he is the one against the back of the couch now. Slowly, you kiss his neck and descend down his heated body, taking in every shaking breath and gasp as you went. Soon you are on your knees, facing the tent that had formed on his pants. Pulling the sweatpants and boxers down to his ankles at the same time, you are met with his engorged and pulsing dick, crown pink and throbbing the more you looked at it.

“W-What are you- Ohh!”

Jungkook’s question is answered even before he finishes it, as you take hold of your breasts yourself and place them on either side of his cock, pressing into him. With curious eyes, you look up at him, only the tip of his cock peaking through your cleavage. He is blushed and buggy-eyed, breathing through his parted lips.

“Feels good?” you ask.

“Y-Yeah. Very much” he assured you.

And so, you continue with this new technique, getting a hold of it as you study his reactions. He liked when you pressed your tits together, smothering his cock in between them, and started to move them up and down repeatedly. The tip that rarely got to disappear into your cleavage seemed left out, so you took it upon yourself to lick at the little crown and, when you felt his legs shudder at that, you even began to suck and take it into your mouth the best you could, tongue swirling around it.

“A-Ahh… Y-Y/N, come here!”

He pulls your body up smoothly by your arms, squishing you into him as he kisses you deep and passionately, tasting himself on your tongue. He swirls you two around and, once more, you are the one against the back of the couch.

“Let me return the favor” he murmurs against your bruised lips.

Falling to his knees, you squeal as he begins leaving deep kisses alongside your tick thighs, hands caressing the sides of them as his head made its way in between them, kissing up the inner part. His fingers hook around the fishnets and the panties you were still wearing, pulling them off swiftly when you lift your rump to help him do so.

His strong hands grab you by the knees and push them apart, revealing your needy core to him. Jungkook doesn’t hesitate to delve his head in, mouth coming in contact with your folds and tongue delving in between them, flicking the drenching silky-smooth flesh. Your body jolts at that first touch and you cry out, one hand of yours clawing at the couch while the other grasps at the fluffy hair on top of head. He starts moving his tongue, up and down your slit, swirling it around your hole and you can’t help it, you are pushing him in, wanting more and more. Your pussy is clenching under the amount of unbelievable tension that has formed, as if it was a giant knot that continuously has its strings being pulled, bound to crumble eventually.

Jungkook’s hands keep your thighs steady as they struggle to not suffocate him, your body resisting the urge to close them around his head. He keeps slurping on your juices and moving his face around in the most infuriatingly pleasurable way, making you moan and whimper out loud, his nose rubbing at that incredibly sensitive button every time he moved.

Your whole body felt like it was catching fire and you could feel your insides clenching around nothing as he tirelessly persisted. You wanted – no, you needed – more.

“Kook…! Jungkook, stop” you say, and he leans back to look up at you, dark blown-out eyes and red lips coated in your essence. “I want you, now, Jungkook.”

He smiles as he gets up, almost smugly, before asking you to turn around with a twist of his wrist. You place your forearms on the couch’s back to brace yourself and present your ass up to him, wiggling it as your legs kept creating some friction for your throbbing center. You mewl as Jungkook’s body bends over yours, his torso warming up your bare back and arms wrapped around your protruding stomach while his length rubbed against your slit.

“Ready?” he asks before kissing at the back of your shoulder.

“Yeah” you respond.

He enters you then, slowly inch by inch, as if savoring every moment, every feeling of your walls stretching out for him as he delved a bit deeper. When he reached balls deep, a tremor cursed through your body as his tip was placed against your cervix, the most stirring feeling cursing through your body and short-circuiting your brain.

You can tell he is trying to take it slow, kissing down your back as his hips thrusted back and forth in strong and deep movements, but not quick. It was still enough to have you gasping at every time he reached deep, the tension building leisurely. But once he finished kissing the skin of your back, standing back up and placing his hands on your wide hips, watching your skin jiggle every time he plunged into your tight pussy, the rhythm accelerated. And your hips started to move too, meeting him halfway as you raced to your end too.

“Ahh… Faster, Jungkook! Fast, baby, faster” you beg in a whiny voice, backing your hips up into his.

His answer, rather than words, ends up being a grunt and his subsiding actions. Jungkook leans back down above your chest only for his hands to come and squeeze at your hanging tits, while his hips snapped faster and faster against yours, his twitching shaft dragging against your walls persistently and stimulating all the right spots as it did so.

The sounds are lewd to say the least, your breathless moans and his grinding groans, the rapid sound of skin against skin and the squelching, revealing exactly how immensely drenched you were for him. Your back arches and you lean your head against the couch as you feel the edge approaching with each push of his cock against your cervix, crown finding that particular spot that made you an absolute mess.

Jungkook pinches and rubs at your nipples as he struggles to keep the human-defying quick thrusts, only to succumb to his own need and release his hot seed in several pumps into your core once he felt your walls collapsing impossibly tight around his cock, sucking him dry.

Both of you reach your climaxes at the same exact time, you crying out his name while he bit down on your shoulder and squeezed your tits so tightly you had to check the next day if he left marks. You felt his warm thick essence fill your womb as your body shook with the waves of absolute bliss crashing down on you. It took you both a while to regain control over your bodies.

Jungkook slips out and you hear him running out into the kitchen. You turn around in time to see him come back with a towel in his hand, a guilty expression on his bashful face.

“Sorry. Here, to clean up.”

He hands you the towel and you gently clean the juices running down your legs and the few drops already on the floor.

“No worries, I had every intention of taking a shower once I got home, anyway” you appease him.

Jungkook brings you in for a hug and kisses your temple before starting to gather the clothes thrown on the floor.

“Can I join?”

You chuckle.

“Of course.”

It was in the middle of a very relaxing shower that you hear him gasping loudly and, worried, you look back at him.

“What is it?”

“Oh no… After today, there is no way I can see The Nightmare Before Christmas with the guys ever again!”

Summary: Your boyfriend is currently miles away on Halloween night and you watch the special live he and the rest of the members had scheduled for tonight. But things get interesting when you come up with a special unplanned costume that he seems to rather enjoy on you.

Warnings: SMUT! For this fic there will be: swearing, erotic body touching, mutual masturbation, female masturbation, male masturbation, phone sex over videocall, dirty talk (like, lots).

Word Count: 3759

You turned on your computer and smiled once the video started, watching your boyfriend and his friends on the other side of the screen. Jimin was too busy to celebrate the 31^st of October with you this year. He was currently shooting a Halloween special live with the rest of the members quite a few miles away from the city you both lived in. There was no way he could make the trip back in one night, so he and the boys would just sleep in hotel rooms.

Still, as you watched his cute mushy face smiling at the camera, you really wished you could be with him right now. Sighing, you get off your couch and grab some snacks and a drink from the kitchen. You couldn’t be with him personally, but you would be with him digitally. You would watch the full live and text him all about it after.

Chuckling to yourself in your empty apartment, you watch curiously as they play a game to decide who gets what costume for the night. You didn’t know they would be dressed up for Halloween, but it made sense when you thought about it. Their team would definitely prepare something like that for them.

It couldn’t have gone better. You almost choke in your food once you realize what outfit Jimin was supposed to put on. An angel. Coincidentally, he was wearing a white blouse that went along perfectly with the pair of wings he struggled to get on his back. Alongside his blond painted hair and already angelic features, it took your breath away. This man was truly an angel among men, no question about it.

Your eyes couldn’t leave him for the first half hour of the live, your lips with the corners pulled up without you even noticing it until your cheeks hurt. Once they made a little break halfway though, it was like you were called back to reality. You got up and went to the bathroom in the meantime, only to come back in time to hear your phone ping with a message.

Grabbing it from between the cushions of your couch, your smile returns as you realize it’s a text from Jimin. He tells you about how much he misses you and how his day is going, namely about how he got stuck with the angel’s costume. He actually sends you a selfie showcasing his wings, as if you haven’t been watching from the beginning.

That makes you think of something. You always wanted to go out on Halloween with a boyfriend on a couple’s costume. Maybe you two couldn’t be together this year, but that didn’t mean you couldn’t match your costumes. You were pretty sure you still had the props you needed that would go along with the scandalous red dress at the back of your closet…

In a whim, you get up and run to your bedroom, searching for the things you needed. You strip from your hoodie and leggings to a short spaghetti strap red dress, showcasing your bountiful cleavage and soft fluffy arms, as well as your rounded legs. The dress was tight fitting, hugging at your curves perfectly. You skip any make-up except for a bold red lip. And, of course, to tie it all together, you grab the props from a box at a top shelf of your closet: a red trident and a hair band with two little red horns.

Damn, you looked good. Before you second-guessed yourself, you pick up your phone, lay in your still unmade bed and take a pick. Just a bit suggestive, enough to raise a bit of blood. You tell him you miss him too, that you dressed up to match with him and send the picture after.

Back in the living room, you wait in front of the computer for the live to continue and a few of the guys are already sited back in place. You wait for Jimin to come up, but he takes longer than the others and is the last to show up, something the members tease him about as always. Only when the camera zooms on his face do you realize the slight blush ramifying from his cheeks to his ears. You bit your lip as you wonder if it was because of you.

Eventually the rest of the program they had for the live continues and it actually stretches another twenty minutes longer than the planned time. You had a good time watching them, like you always did. But it did feel lonely once the live ended and you closed your computer, realizing you were alone with nothing to do for Halloween.

You were picking up all the snacks you brought to the living room and putting them back in place when your phone rang again. Finishing your task, you go back into the living room and see a message from Jimin. He is telling you not to change your outfit and give him twenty minutes. All in caps.

You suck in your smiling lips as a rush of excitement runs through you. He only used all caps when really passionate about something, he must have really liked your costume. Thankfully, you still had everything on except the lipstick that had smudge while eating. So, as you wait to hear back from him, you take your time to style you hair a bit better, reapply the lipstick and, as silly as it was since it’s not like you would be seeing him personally, you even put on your favorite perfume.

By the time he video-called you, your stomach was in butterflies and your heart skipped a beat at the first ringtone. When you answer, you see him back at the hotel, in his own room, still in his white shirt but no longer wearing the wings. He is laying with his stomach down on his bed, usually slim eyes enlarged as he looked at you through the phone’s screen.

“You’re still wearing it” he whispers in an incredulous manner.

“Of course, you asked me to” you answer back, standing up only to sit back at the head of your bed, where the light from the lamp was best.

“Why are you doing this to me?… You know I can’t go and be with you today, still you sent me a pic like that? You’re killing me here, angel” he whines, with that amazingly cute pout he always made.

“You’re the angel here, Mr. Jimin. May I remind you, today I’m the devil” you point with an index finger to the pointy horns on your head.

He grins and looks away embarrassed for a moment, only to look back at the camera with half-moon eyes.

“You tease me too much, Y/N. Do you know how hard it is to see you like this and not being there to witness? To see you in person, to hug you and touch you and kiss those pretty red lips and… Arrgg!” Jimin was only frustrating himself, it seemed.

“I wish you were here too, love” you confess. Then, a most devilish idea crosses your mind and your heart accelerates with eagerness and anticipation. Maybe you were getting too much into character today, letting such sinful desires guide you. “But, if you were here, just out of curiosity, what would you do? You know, to me, I mean.”

Your bottom lip disappears behind your teeth as you watch Jimin blink in surprise and look away as he licks his lips, gulping hard before responding. The colored flare from before seems to return gradually to his cheeks. All of this pulls at the muscles of your lower stomach in a familiar way.

“I, hum… I would kiss you, for sure” he shyly starts.

“No, no. You never just come up to me and just kiss me like that. You always build up to the kiss, Jimin. So, how would you do it if you were here?” you press for detail.

Jimin changes his position on the other side of the screen, sitting in a similar position to you in bed, with his back against the headboard. He takes a deep breath and looks slightly away from the phone as he answers you again, in a more thoughtful way.

“Well, if I could go and see you right now, the first thing I would do is hug you tight in my arms. Wrap my arms around your shoulders and pull your warm body to mine, breathe in your unique scent.”

You smile at that, picturing it effortlessly in your head.

“And I would hug you back, my hands on your back keeping you close to me. What next?”

“Then I would pull back just a little. Just enough to look at your face. I would frame your cheeks in my hands” he seems to look at his hands as he talks, as if imagining it vividly like you. “I would let my fingers brush your skin slightly before leaning in and kissing you.”

“I can see that. Perfectly, in fact. What type of kiss?”

It’s his turn to bite his plump lip, no more denying the blush evident on his face. He looks away to his right, giving you a nice view of his lean neck and the collar-bones peeking through the shirt. He then looks slightly down as he answers in a lower voice.

“Small pecks. At first.” His eyes glance up quickly into yours before he continues. Even through the phone, the intensity behind them sends sparks down your body. “Then longer kisses. Deep loving ones.”

You nod your head, wondering if he could tell your cheeks were flushed too.

“And I would kiss you back. My hands would be around your shoulders, grasping at the nape of your neck or along your spine. Care to tell me where yours would be?”

When he gets up of bed instead of answering you, you think that maybe you went too far and he didn’t like it. That he was uncomfortable with this. But instead, you listen rather than watch, since he had the camera of his phone against his pants and all you saw was a black screen, as he walks to his room’s door and the sound of the door locking is clear as day.

Jimin resumes his place in bed as if nothing happened, but you were both relieved and giddy.

“Honestly?” he questions staring at the screen with a bit of uncertainty behind shy eyes.

“Yes. Honestly” you assure with poise.

“They would probably move from your face to your waist” he begins, now a bit more confident as he keeps his stare on yours. Those dark eyes have your skin burning from underneath and it gets harder to breathe as he keeps talking. “I would let my fingers sink into your fluffy skin and then squeeze it. Maybe let them wonder all the way to your round bum. Give it a few pinches too, hear you yelp as I do so.”

You body starts itching for something and it’s difficult to keep still. You clean your throat as you switch your position a little, letting your phone stand on the nightstand against the lamp as you sit sideways to look at him, your hands now free. You keep them hugging at your sides.

“You do like to do that” you acquiesce. Jimin smirks on the other side. “I would probably be pulling at your hair by then, one hand clawing at your shoulders or down your chest. Ask you to take your shirt off.”

To your surprise but undeniable delight, he does just that. The phone falls to the bed but you can still see his arms as he raises them to take the white shirt off. Once he picks the phone again, he is half-naked and you can see the blush is spreading heavily to his ears now. But he keeps his eyes on yours, intense and provoking.

“We would be in the bedroom by now, next to the bed. I would… I would kiss down your neck as I pulled those tiny straps down your shoulders” he continued, referring to the current red straps from your dress. He pauses and you realize he is waiting. With a hammering beat inside your chest, you tilt the phone so he can see as you use your fingers to slowly brush them off your shoulders like he wanted. He swallows dry and nods. “Like… Like that, yes.”

“My hands would be all over your skin, down your muscular back, tracing the curves down your arms or creating paths down your torso” you murmur in a deeper voice, expressive. You don’t tell him how you would feel his muscles tensing under your digits whenever you did so, or how he would shudder under your touch. “And then?”

“Then…” he seems to be breathing heavier now, and the crimson color is spreading to his neck. “Then I would pull the dress down your chest and watch your breasts just jump out.” His voice was almost shy, small but filled with want. It made your skin prickle, anticipating his touch that would never really come.

“Oh? You mean these?”

Your hands travel up your body to grab at your chest yourself, squeezing them roughly before you pull the tight fabric off of them and display your naked tits to him. He gasps in surprise, small eyes doubling in size before he closes them and throws his head back against the headboard, half groaning and half whimpering.

“Y/N, fuck, you’re killing me!” he whines, sucking a breath as he looks back at the screen.

“It will be worth it, love. Now, c’mon, what would you do with these?” you try and refocus, ignoring the chills going down your back.

“I… I would burry my face in them. I would hold them in my hands and play with them, kiss them, lick them, suck on them until you scream and pull at my hair.”

Nervous but determined, your hands act as if they belonged to him and start teasing at your hardened nubs, flicking them and pulling at them, rubbing them exactly the way Jimin would do it, except you couldn’t replicate the feeling of his mouth on them. Even so, doing this as he moaned on the other side of the screen was more than enough to have your core burning with desire, jolts of electricity going straight to your womb at every brush of your nipples. Your back arches into your hands and your legs rub together on their own accord.

“Y/N, I am… I want to…!” Jimin is struggling to communicate how he feels but you can see it in his face. Even if far from the perfection it is to see it in person, the pixels don’t hide his blown out heavy eyes, his heated-up face and parted lips, breathing heavier and heavier through them. His hands are nowhere to be seen on the screen and you have a feeling you know where they are placed.

“Show me yours and I’ll show you mine, love” you whisper seductively to the phone.

“What?” Jimin is confused, not getting what you’re hinting at.

So, to clarify him, your hands drop down from your naked chest and, out of his view for now, you pull the rest of your dress down your body and even pull your panties off. You go back to your position in front of the phone’s camera and dangle your underwear in front of it.

“Show me yours, I’ll show you mine” you repeat, and now understanding dawns on his face.

“Oh, fuck me” he exhales, the phone suddenly being moved and once again you don’t see much but you can hear him moving around in a frenzy.

“That’s the point, yes” you chuckle and decide to get a better angle for him as well.

It was a bit awkward, trying to position the phone against your stacked-up pillows so that the most of your naked body is on view for what you are about to do. But Jimin’s reaction so far silence the doubts that threaten to creep in and make you feel embarrassed. You couldn’t be with your boyfriend in person, but it didn’t mean you two couldn’t find pleasure together. And there was nothing wrong with that.

“Ready, love?” you ask as you are laying in bed on your side, facing the still dark screen of the phone.

“Hum, yeah, yes!”

He finally comes into view again, the phone now standing on something tall that gives a perfect angle of him laying down in bed as well. Except, he still has his boxers on.

“C’mon, love, that’s unfair. I’m all naked, why aren’t you?”

He licks his lips and in a swift move, his boxers are gone. And there he was, laying in all his naked glory, his girthy hard shaft standing proud and flushed against his belly. His hands twitch while they remained on his thighs, probably refraining from using them on his cock just yet. Dark eyes set on you, awaiting your next move.

Your hands travel down your soft skin, around the curve of your protruding lower belly, down the sides of your thick legs, into your warm and malleable inner thighs. You huff slightly as your fingers reach your core, delving in between your labia just slightly.

“I’m already so juicy for you, Jimin. I didn’t know I would get this worked up over phone sex” you confess, almost a bit embarrassed by it.

“M-Me too. I didn’t want to tell you, but I was already, hum… hum, leaking and I had to clean myself up before. This… This is really hot, Y/N. It’s making me dizzy.”

You smile at that and your heart expands, while the fire down bellow is fueled by the notion.

“You can touch yourself, Jimin. As if it was me. As if I was there with you right now, taking a hold of your pretty dick and pumping you until you were hot and throbbing, completely hardened in my hands.”

It doesn’t take any further encouragement, Jimin’s hands wrap around himself and you watch in amazement as he moves his hand up and down his stiff member, in a faster pace than you would have probably had, sliding with ease and using his thumb to engage with the red tip every other turn. He has his eyes half-closed as he does so, puffy lips opened, muscles tense and a glint to his skin form the low light around him. It was the most erotic view you had ever seen, Jimin getting himself off at the thought of you, in front of you.

He whispers your name breathless and you moan, your fingers that had been still all this time starting their own work. You imagine his hands on you, much like he was doing. You rub at your moist folds and your body shudders at the jolts of pleasure that curse through you, dragging the tips of your digits up and down the slit until your reach your painfully throbbing clit.

“J-Jimin!” you moan as you start drawing circles around the flesh button, your legs widely spread as you lay with your back to the mattress.

“F-Fuck, Y/N! You look so pretty like that!” he tells you in a high-pitched breath. His hands, from what you can tell through your heavy eyelids, speed up on his shaft. “S-Sink your finger in for me, angel! Let me know how warm and wet you are inside.”

Your fingers brush your clit just once more before going south and easily sliding in to your entrance. You mewl at the feeling, juices gushing around your fingers as you start thrusting them in and out. It takes a lot of will power for you to concentrate and convey with words the feeling to your partner.

“I’m… I’m sizzling and drenched, Jimin. I wish… I wish it was you, love. Ahhh, I wish it was your cock instead” you confess bashfully, your fingers never stopping their work.

You hear him curse under his breath but your blood is starting to rush too rapidly in your veins that it muffles your hearing. You curl your palm so that you can use it to drag against your clit at the same time you sink your fingers, deeper and faster as a ball of pure tension grows and grows down in your belly, about to blow up.

“I’m about to… Y/N, oh, fuck, Y/N let me see it, please, angel” he begs in a cry and you don’t quite get it at first. “Let me see your fingers, please, I’m so close.”

Breathless, you nod and take a hold of the phone with your free hand and, the best you can, angle it so you can still see the screen while he can see your fingers continuously disappearing between your spread legs, into your pink glistening and slick flesh. He groans loudly and you force yourself to keep your eyes open just so you can see the blur that is his hand on his cock, moving so quickly the phone can’t pick it up with definition and it just hazes. His angry red mushroom head is already spewing white cum and you watch as more starts to come out and lands on his ever-moving hand.

Your fingers work to match his impossible pace and you curl them inside just as your walls start fluttering and strings start pulling at the blistering knot inside. The palm of your hands continues rubbing against the engorged pearl of nerves while your fingers curl at that exact spot that has your body jolting and spasming, exactly at the same time Jimin groans and curses your name as thick ropes of white spew out from his throbbing length and land on his abdominal muscles.

You squeal breathless as your hips buck up and the ball of nerves burst inside, spreading rushes of pleasurable relief all across your body, white noise defining your ears, black dotes impairing your vision and your brain melts away in the feeling of being high on dopamine. Your fingers slip out coated in your juices and you struggle to move the phone back to your side, now with only a vision of your face on the camera as you struggle to regain your breathing and coherence.

“That… That was incredible” you hear Jimin say, he too trying to catch his breath.

You smile, happily tired and spent.

“The devil works wonders, love.”

Crush

Paring: jungkook x reader/chubby reader

Rating: 18+

Genre: smut, fluff

Warnings‼️: insecurities, nipple play, unprotected sex ( please don’t do this guys), fingering (that’s all?).

Synopsis: You and your crush in the same room nothing will happen right?

Note: I am sorry for posting this so late. I was busy for few days because of my exams I hope you understand. Anyways enjoy! (SORRY FOR ANY GRAMMATICAL MISTAKE)

You and your friends are on a trip at jeju Island for a small vacation. Everything was going well but when you reached at hotel to check in the rooms you all booked were total of 5 rooms but now when you all came to check in there were only 3 rooms left because of the management mistake.

You and jungkook were selected to be the partners but the problem in here is that you have an big crush on him and how can someone be alone in a room with their crush without going all crazy.

Once you came in your room you wanted nothing else but to disappear because you and jungkook have sleep on the same bed. “Hey y/n if you want I can sleep on the couch” he said  with a smile “no jungkook we both are adults and I think we can both share a bed right?” You ask looking at him “yeah right” he said before unpacking some things for his need and placing them on their place while you were still standing doubting if it was a good idea to come on this trip.

When everything was done for both of you someone knocked on the door and jungkook opened it, lisa standing there while being extremely excited “what happened lisa?” You asked “nothing happened I just came here to inform you both that we are going on the beach"  she said excitedly "oh” jungkook said from beside you.

You wanted to go too but you weren’t able to. You were standing in front of mirror in the bathroom, watching yourself wearing bikini but of course your mind were playing games with you “I was so confident when I bought this but now i don’t look good in it” you were on verge of crying because you didn’t thought that you will be disappointed with yourself wearing what you liked few days back.

“Hey y/n you gonna come with me?” Jungkook knocked on the bathroom door and asked “sorry jungkook I have some business to finish, you can go and enjoy on the beach I will be there in few minutes” your voice was weak and pretending that every thing is alright was so difficult for you. “Y/n are you really alright?” Jungkook asked once again “yes I am jungkook please go and have fun” you were on the verge of breaking down but you are holding it till jungkook goes out “ok” all he said before going to beach.

Once you heard the door slamming shut you broke down “I can’t go out like this” you said to yourself looking at yourself in the mirror seeing your eyes red and puffy. You decided to wear shorts and oversized tshirt on the bikni you were wearing “now this is okay” you say to yourself.

You were on the beach sitting with your friend James who also doesn’t like to swim like you but in different way “hey y/n I am sleeping wake me up if anything happens” “okay” you said. You were jealous of your girl friends because they were slim and can do anything without worrying about their appearance but you were happy for them too because they were enjoying themselves after so long. “Hey y/n join us!” Lisa screamed at you “no lisa I am not feeling good” you said sadly “ohh what happened?” She came out of the water and asked you with worried expressions “no it’s just i am tired and feeling weak” “oh you can go and rest if you want to” she said “okay then I am going to rest” you tell her.

JUNGKOOK POV

I was watching y/n from where I was in the water, she looked sad and I wanted to cheer her up but as I was going to talk to her Lisa screamed at her and told her join but she refused I was curious but Lisa was talking with her so i waited for Lisa to come and tell me. After what felt like hours she came back in water and I asked her about y/n “hey Lisa what happened to y/n?” And she replied “she is not feeling well so I told her to go and rest” I can hear worry in her voice “she will be okay I am sure, after few minutes I will go and check on her” “thank you jungkook” she said with a small smile and I smiled back at her.

NOBODY’S POV

You weren’t able to sleep at all because of your insecurities coming between you and your sleep so you just laid there watching your roof being a roof. While seeing the roof Somebody knocked on the door which made you sit up “you can come in” you said “hey y/n are you okay? Do you need anything?” It was Jungkook, he said opening the door and coming towards you “no jungkook I don’t need anything and I am okay too” you said  with a small smile, you were smiling but your heart was beating so fastly that it was on the verge of coming out “really?” “Yeah” “okay”.

“Y/n I am going to take shower because I don’t wanna go again  for swimming” jungkook said while taking out his towel from the cupboard “okay” you replied. You laid down again trying to sleep but again you weren’t able to so you just started to use your phone.

You stood up after few minutes to take out something from the cupboard which was next to the bathroom and on the same time jungkook exits the bathroom with only towel covering his half body. Seeing his abs, chest while drops of water on them made you weak “wtf! Jungkook” you said closing you eyes “what happened? ohh!” He said realising, he smirked seeing the effect he has on you “don’t you like it” he whispered in your ear. You don’t know when he came near but the whisper made you shiver “I-I” you were shuttering because of the closeness, you can feel his body heat and few droplets that dropped from his hair on your shoulder “open your eyes y/n” he said whispering again.

He had a spell on you or something because you opened your eyes when he asked you to. “J-jungkook you are t-too close” you said nervously “and I am not going anywhere"he said intertwining your right hand and kissing your knuckles "b-but this can’t happen between you and me what about our friends and what if they don’t-” you were rambling when jungkook suddenly kissed you making your eyes go wide with shock, you tried to push him but he backed you till your back was touching the cupboard wall and stopped your hands by locking them with his hands and kissed you hard again.

He broke the kiss for oxygen “I don’t care about them y/n who I care about is you and seeing you upset there was killing me i wanted to cheer you up so bad but lisa came in between” he kissed you again after completing the sentence and this time it was more soft, passionate and loving. You were on the verge of tearing up but the kiss made you forget about everything and melted you in it.

“Do you wanna continue this?” He asked kissing your chubby cheeks, you were never sure about something more than this. “Yeah” you said shyly “my dear y/n why are you so cute!” He said nuzzling his face in your neck, you blushed hard and turn your face to stop him from seeing your red face.

“Let’s take this to the bed baby” he said lifting you up which made you squeal “jungkook put me down!” You were scared that you will hurt him “no y/n are you thinking that you are heavy? Then you should think about something else because you are not at all heavy” this made your cunt spaming slick because no men had ever manhandled you and seeing jungkook do it was such a sexy scene for you.

Jungkook pushed you on the bed so that you are laying and he was hovering above you “you are so fucking sexy y/n” he groaned and you blushed again.“J-jungkook I am still a v-virgin” if you were not red enough then you were now surely “it’s ok baby I will go slow with you” he said pecking your lips which turned into urgent and heated kiss. “Can I undress you y/n?” He asked kissing your neck and sucking on your skin so that everyone can see that you are his and his only.

“Sure” you said in bliss, your negative thoughts were killing you but you wanted jungkook and knowing that he wanted you too made you happy. He gently rolled up your tshirt while kissing every inch of skin he was discovering. Every kiss he was placing made you shiver “so fucking beautiful” he said looking at you with those sparkling eyes of his “god you are so beautiful and breath taking” he kissed you again while undoing your bra knot. When it was undone he kissed your boobs gently and started to fold them while kissing and sucking your neck “jungkook” you moaned “yes fuck moan my name” he started to suck your left nipple while playing with the other one “fuck-” after giving the same treatment to the other one too, He goes down kissing your stomach till he reaches on your  underwear band “can I?” He said making an eye contact with you and placing His hands on the band of the underwear “yeah” you said shyly, he smiled at your cuteness and removed it .

He gently opens your leg and watch your pussy dripping for him “fuck y/n you are so wet, is this all for me fuck” he groaned  “y-yes only for you” you moaned out. He starts to gently circle your clit while observing your face that was filed with delight. Eyes closed, mouth open spilling moan and cry one after another while your hand is trying to grab into something, he is going insane seeing how you react with just a simple touch. “Please m-more” you said breathlessly “sure princess” he inserted his index and middle fingers without warning and started to thrust it inside you “like this? Huh? Wanted this right?” His tone was sinster and so sexy that it made you drip more.

You were a moaning mess and till now jungkook has not done that much “fuc- I-I think I am gonna cum” you were now gasping for oxygen “cum for me baby” he increased his pace while rubbing your clit and you clenched on his fingers while screaming “jungkook!” the orgasam hitting you hard making your vision go white and made you quiver “I am going insane because of you y/n fuck that was so sexy” he was now removing his underwear.

“See what you do to me” he said rubbing his hard cock while groaning “do you want me to help with it?” You sat up “no today is only for you, you can help me with it another time” you blushed hearing his words and he smirked seeing you “baby please lay down for me” you did what he said. He hovered above you again and kissed you passionately before inserting his cock slowly  making you both moan. he goes in till he was bottomed out “y/n you are so tight shit-” jungkook groaned “jungkook you are so deep” you cried out “I-I can’t” you whimpered “I know baby I know it will go away” he kissed you hard so that you can get used to it.

“Jungkook you can move” and he did “I love you so much baby and you are mine” he moaned out “I love you too jungkook” you were crying now while saying it. “Harder!” You whispered “harder? As you say princess” he started to ram into you making you almost unconscious. Your heart was pounding because of the pleasure but the pleasure and pain was making you crave for more and more.

He was hitting that spot again and again making you go crazy and made you scream his name with every thurst “want more” you whined craving more stimulation to finish you off “fuck you look so sexy” jungkook groaned feeling close himself. He circled you clit with his fingers making you see stars “i am gonna cu-” before you can finish the sentence jungkook choked you applying pressure on the sides of neck “yeah I-i can feel you clenching hard around my cock fuck-” he was himself so deep in pleasure that he was going crazy “cum baby please cum” at this rate he was Begging you to cum he wanted you to cum so bad. Before you can inform him you cummed, It hits you more hard then the previous one making you cry and scream “omg! Jungkook” you were still chanting his name  again and again before feeling warm liquid spilling into you and dripping down from your cunt to his cock “god y/n” this time jungkook groaned because of his own orgasam.

“Y/n are you okay?” He asked after catching his breath and seeing you just laying there while breathing heavily “yeah i am” you said with a smile while feeling tired “wait I will be back” he came back with a towel and cleaned you. You wanted to do same so you just took the towel from his hand and cleaned his now softened cock “ohh thank you y/n” he said shyly “it should go both ways” you said with a gentle smile before laying down again and taking jungkook with you.

You both were cuddling when you asked him “we are gonna tell out friends tomorrow about our relationship?"  "Yeah baby because they should know because I don’t want any man to hit on you and you are not a secret to keep” he winked at you while you slapped his chest with a little laugh that made jungkook laugh too. “We should rest now” jungkook said with a yawn “yes baby” you said before cuddling more with him and going to sleep with jungkook.

I just completed writing a fic and I am gonna share it with you all tomorrow so be ready!

(It’s an long one)

Doll

Paring: Dark Steve Rogers x chubby reader/reader

Rating: 18+

Genre: dark, smut

Warnings: fingering, edging, overstimulation, spanking, unprotected sex ( please don’t ever do this guys), breeding kink, nipple play (this is all?)

Synopsis: The guy you fell in love with changed into someone else that nobody expected him to be.

Note: I am back with my shitty writing. Hope you all like this!!(). This is my first fic with Steve so please no hate! ( SORRY FOR ANY GRAMMATICAL MISTAKE AND SPELLING MISTAKE)

You woke up feeling dizzy and your head was pounding but you knew there is no way out. Your hands and legs were tied with rope, you tried getting out of them but moving made your hands and legs hurt because of how much tight they were. “Fucking let me go” you screamed but there was no one who was listening to you. You don’t know where it went all wrong because the man you started to like changed into someone else.

FLASHBACK

“Sir you called?” There were not many times your boss called you in his office but whenever he did it was always an important talk. “Ms y/n I need you to guide somebody who will be here in few minutes, if you do this job then you will get a salary raise” he said while leaning back on his chair “but sir why me?” You asked “because you are one of my favourite employer” you knew that was lie but anyways you said yes because who doesn’t want more money.

“Sorry I am a little bit late because of the traffic” he came in office hurriedly, he was tall, handsome, beefy and looked so strong. “Fuck he is hot” you said in your mind. You didn’t know you were staring till your boss called you “Ms y/n!” You flinched “yes sir” you replied “I called you many times” he say with a little bit of angry tone “sorry sir I must have missed that” that guy was staring at you and it was making you nervous “so meet Mr Steve Rogers and Steve this is y/n y/n/l” Steve Turned and forwards his right hand for a handshake which you took  nervously.

“Hello Ms y/n/l” Steve said shaking your hand “hello Mr  Rogers” you greet him back and take your hand back “so y/n I want you to guide him and he will be under you from now on” “sure sir” you replied.

“Hey so y/n can you show me your office” he asked shyly “sure we are going there” you said with no emotion because this whole deal was giving you bad vibes. Slowly slowly time went and Steve made you feel comfortable with him, he was flirty but sweet always helping you and making you blush everytime. You didn’t know you were falling for him till one month got over and Steve had to go to his own office and had to do his own work.

You tried to forget him but it was hard because you were in love with him and it was hard to get over him when he always stoped at your office and gave you coffee and talked sweet to you. One day you didn’t talked to him and next he was at your doorstep “why are you fucking avoiding me y/n?” He asked furiously “fuck because I like you and I can’t see you talking with another women like you talk with me!” You scream while hot tears were falling out of your eyes.

END OF THE FLASHBACK

This all you remember last because when you opened your eyes you were tied down in this room. All you knew that the person who brought you here is Steve.

“Let me go!” You scream while crying “no no yet doll” Steve say while barging in through the door “I knew you were behind all this, say what do you want from me, why am I here!” You scream at him “firstly don’t fucking scream and secondly you are mine that’s why I brought you here so that nobody else can get you because you are M.I.N.E” he screams back at your face while holding your jaw tightly “let go of me, you are hurting me” your tears is what made him let go of your jaw “don’t cry doll” he said patting your head softly.

“I will free you but you have to promise me that you will not do anything, promise me” he takes out his cutter to cut the ropes. You were so scared that no voice was coming out of your mouth “PROMISE ME!” He screams “yes yes promise I won’t do anything!” You were crying hard while trying to not to sob because you don’t want him to get angry “good girl” he said while cutting the ropes.

“Come with me doll, I will help you see our room” he takes your hand in his which made you flinch “our room?” You asked slowly “yes our room, you are mine and I don’t want to be away from my doll” he was smiling while saying this which made you want to throw up. “This is our room princess” he says showing you around, the house was pretty big and well furnished and everything in this house looked expensive.

“Would you mind if I go and take a shower?” You asked him slowly “of course princess I will  come back in 15 and yes your clothes are in that cupboard” he said pointing at the cupboard. You go in the bathroom and wait a little bit so he thinks you are removing your clothes and then you start the shower and try to find a way out, you found an small window in the bathroom that was enough for you and you try to break it but when you were trying to open it suddenly there was a hand  around your neck from behind “doll what are you doing? I thought you promised me that you won’t do anything” Steve said turning you around and backing you till your back was touching the wall.

You were crying hard now while trying to break free from his hand around your neck “y-you are h-hurting m-me!” You cried out but that only made Steve push you more into the wall “fucking answer! Why did you try to run away from me!” He said furiously while losing his hand around neck, you were panting and crying “I am s-sorry” you said. He hugged you suddenly and starts to pat your head “it’s ok princess never do this again, i brought you here because I love you so much” you hugged him back while crying.

You knew you were never going to get out of this house because everytime you tried doing something Steve was always there to hurt you, so you stopped. “Babygirl come here I want to show you something” you were sitting in your room reading a book because you are not allowed to touch any electronic gadgets and if you do he has cctv cameras everywhere “coming” you replied half heartedly. “See I got you an cute choker” he shows you the choker and my doll was written on it “come here I want you to wear this everytime” he said pulling you towards him “sure” you can’t say no, you know better than that. This what steve have taught you that you can never say no to him or you do then it will be a big problem for you.

The clothes you have or weared were not normal it was always like where your thighs were on full display or your butt was on display or sometimes your pussy on display. You didn’t know where he got all this from and whenever you ask him about this he would always say “doll you are my whore and whores don’t wear normal clothes”. You slowly were transforming into his little slut.

You knew that you have to live in this house till your death and you can’t even do anything about it.

“Doll one of my friend is coming at our house and I want you to sit in this room till I call you. Do you understand?” He asked “ok” all you said before sleeping on your bed. You woke up by hearing two men talking and you knew one was steve and another one was his friend but you didn’t care about them. “Where is my book” you said with irration, you have been searching your favourite book but it’s nowhere to be found and suddenly you remember that you forget it on the kitchen table.

You were thinking about the way you can get there because living room is in the centre between kitchen and your room. You open your door and try to sneak in the kitchen and you succeed but coming back you accidentally pushed the table and it made a loud noise making steve and his friend look at you.

“You didn’t tell me you have a girl at your house” his friend asked him, he was angry you can see and can hear it in his voice too “go inside y/n” he said in his rough voice which made you shiver with fear. You go in your room and sit on your bed trying to think the consequences because his before punishments were not good.

“I told you to fucking sit in this room didn’t I?!” He came in the room by opening the door with a thud “yes master” he likes when you call him master so you are gonna use it “then why did you misbehave” he asked coming closer “I-I wanted my book and it was out in the kitchen” you said nervously to him “I don’t care about that damn book, when I tell you to do something then you have to do it” he said as he bends down to your eye level. You are sacred because of the way his eyes looks at you.

“Now I need to give you punishment so that you can remember this” he stands you up by grabbing your left arm, the grip was so tight that it may leave his hand imprints. He goes and sits on the bed while staring at you “undress yourself” you stood there trying to give him puppy eyes because it always works “NOW!” You flinched on his voice “y-yes master” once you were fully naked he pats his lap and you go and sit in his lap “my beautiful baby, I don’t want to give you punishment but you deserve it” he said caressing your butt.

He was roaming his hands and caressing your whole body the way your old steve would do, for once you felt happy because the soft touches was making you think that maybe your steve is back “fucking hot” he said making you come back in the reality. No way he is your steve your steve won’t give you any kind of punishment.

“Lay down” you can see the way his eyes are more dark now and that sacred you so you do has he says “good girl” you don’t know why but his praise gave you a little confidence. He hovered above you, kissing you hard while gripping your thighs tightly. He broke the kiss “I am gonna ruin you” he kisses you back hardly and bites your lip a little making you groan because of the pain.

“Open you legs doll” you open them for him “fucking dripping for me” he said kissing your pussy lips which made you shiver, his tongue circling your slit while his hands massaging your breasts, his dark eyes staring at yours. His tongue was making you go insane but you wanted more, he was ignoring your clit while giving his full attention to your slit. You thought that he will come there eventually but he didn’t and it was making you frustrated. You are close so close but you want more and he was not giving it to you, your hips were shivering because you are so close but you can’t cum. You were crying by now “please please master let me cum please” you cried out, begging him to make you cum “you can’t cum doll this is your punishment” you were shaking  because being so close but not able to cum and it made you sensitive.

“Please please stop I can’t” you said pushing him off your pussy but instead of getting over he inserts his two digits into you making you arch your back and moan hard “yes just like that doll, moan out aloud” he said increasing his speed still ignoring your clit “fuck- Please please more” you begged him “no doll” he said slowing his pace feeling your near “NO no!” You were sobbing by now, you thought acting natural will make you cum but no “you wanna cum doll? Then fucking apologise” he said increasing his pace “I-i am so sorry I won’t misbehave again I am so sorry master” you say while sobbing.

“Good girl” you smiled on his praise because you were going to cum while your tears where pouring from your eyes. He takes his other hand digits and starts to circle your clit “fuck yes thank you master thank you” you were a moaning mess because you got everything you wanted “please don’t stop I gonna cum” you were sensitive but you wanted to cum so bad “cum my pretty doll, mine fucking doll” you clenched hard on his fingers “fuck it’s sucking me in”. You cummed hard while screaming making you arch your back and seeing white behind your eyes  “yes yes thank you master” you cried out, you were shivering because of the after shocks but you don’t know why but you loved it.

“Suck” he gave his fingers to you to suck and you did because you were starting to like being his slut, no you loved it.  he took his fingers out of you sucking his own fingers while staring at your eyes which made you close your thighs together.

He starts to undress himself and once he was done you look at his big cock, tip red and standing proudly. You moan out seeing his cock “I know you like it doll” he said rubbing his dick up and down. “On your stomach doll” your ass was on full display for him which made him spank you “count” he said spanking you hard which made you buldge forward “one” and it didn’t stop till you were on “ten” you were crying in the pillow because of the pain you felt but at the same time making you drip “my good doll” he said caressing your ass.

Without any information he inserts his cock into you making you both moan hard “so fucking tight” he groans not giving anytime he starts to pound into you making you cry in pleasure “my little perfect princess” he said spanking your ass which was already red “fuck-” you moaned. He takes your collar from back making you sit up back touching his chest “take my cock like a slut, like my slut” he whispers in your ear while pounding you from behind.

After few more thrust he changes the position into you on the top and him under you “fucking ride me doll” you were tired but you did as he said jumping on his dick making it hit places which made you see stars “yes yes just like that baby just like that” he said throwing his head back “m-master” you moaned out throwing your head back too which steve took the chance and starts to suck on your neck leaving hickeys here and there while you ride him. Slapping and sucking your boobs as they bounce “so huge” he said before sucking on your right nipple while playing with the other.

He starts to circle your clit while roaming his other hand on your back which made you cry and shiver “please please” you didn’t know what were you begging for “yes doll fuck-"  he grabbed your hair from back pulling you towards his mouth and kisses you hard till you were out of breath  "gonna cum huh? I can feel it” you attached your forehead with him because you were tried and he felt it too so he took control again changing position into him on the top of you “fucking cum doll, squirt everywhere come on” he groaned feeling close as well.

“Yes yes please cum in me please"you pulled him close to you, he was thrusting in inhuman pace while circling your clit "yeah gonna cum deep in you, having this belly full of my babies yes would love that so much” he groaned thinking your full belly “yes yes oh my God” you cummed hard again squirting everywhere making you feel euphoric.

After few more thrust Steve groaned while cuming hard deep in you making your pussy twitch. Steve lays next to you while you both try to catch  your breathe. After few minutes he sat up and removes his cock from you making his and your cum drip down from your pussy “fuck” he said out aloud while inserting his cum back in your pussy “keep it in doll, this gonna be full soon” he said caressing your stomach.

You loved being his doll, his slutty doll and he loved you the same which made you surrender to him. You were brainwashed by him into his doll and you loved it.

Brain blurb: Itadori being obsessed with you in every way.

Always caught thinking about your hips, how your skin would feel under his touch, he always wants to use your soft skin as a as a canvas to see the artwork he can make while fucking you dumb. He has a whole Amazon cart full of things he’d think look good on you or random things you talked to him about that you wanted.

His notes app is constantly used to write down things you talk about and your opinion of it, he’s always spaced out but he’s so whipped he wants to remember every tone indicator and the context of every conversation. Sukuna chalks it up to him wanting some good pussy, but itadori just wants to bring you flowers and your favorite food so he can watch you smile before he ruins your makeup and makes you cry from pleasure.

He’s so fucked for you

Simply desirable

Sanji x chubby! Reader

A/n: im really sorry if this is bad this isn’t proof read and it’s been in my drafts for so long, thank for for the support beautifuls!!

Smut(oral), fluff, angst, this was a request but I can’t find the actual ask, thank you for sending it in though!!

“Oh give it up, you’ve never been with a guy y/n! We can all tell by the way you describe it, probably one of those romantic fantasy books you picked up at our last dock to get off on!” The man breaks out in a hearty chuckle as you wipe off the putrid drink that splashes on you while he convulses with laughter.

“Right! And even if she is telling the truth it probably wasn’t for long!“

“I mean who would even want her! She’s not attractive!”

You stare with resentment as they laugh, sitting wordlessly in this situation you did nothing to bring upon yourself.

“I know I wouldn’t, I personally never understood guys who like things like that! She’s not appealing to me!”

You sit with a pained smile while your “friends” bash the sex life that they asked you about. You have the body of a woman, something that men constantly prove they don’t like as they go for women with impossible anatomy and breakable figures. But that doesn’t mean that you’re not ever seen sexually, they just refuse to see that.

You’d hoped that sanji was different though, he was the only man you could tolerate, seeing as most of them were insufferable, it didn’t hurt that he was easy on the eyes too.

‘She’s not appealing to me!’ it kept on replaying in your head, as if your brain refused to register that Sanji was a sailor, a scumbag like the others. You didn’t hear any of the others as your head spinned with something that felt like betrayal.

With a half assed reason you excuse yourself and take your drink as you stank on the deck of the ship. You forget why you joined this crew till you see the ocean, the moon looking at it’s reflection as if it knows just how mesmerizing it is on the surface of the water.

Suddenly the backhanded words and shit you get for being a female pirate slip away as you simply admire the view. You look down and see your captain, you’ve always felt bad for him, he practically lives on the ocean but luffy never touches it. You always chalked it up to actions having consequences and this just happened to be his for getting these extraordinary powers.

Your mind went blank as you basked in the breeze before you heard a loud group of men exiting the cabin. Your mouth tasted bitter while you brushed past the taunting group of men.

Sanji watched you walk away with an ache in his gut, a feeling like he drank too much on an empty stomach but he didn’t have to throw up, so he ignored it. After a while he separated from the group and headed down to his quarters.

You being one of the only girls, have your own room demanding it after nami claimed your stuff took up more room than hers.

Sanji happened to be one of the only other people who kept in mind where your room was, everyone else simply didn’t care, and besides, his logic was if he remembers where your room is, his’ll be right across.

You dreaded that fact tonight as tears welled up in your eyes, you shouldn’t be crying, he might see or hear, what if he makes fun of you more? Or tells the rest of the crew? Your mind rushed as anxiety floods all your senses, pulling you into a trance, everything feeling hot and numb at the same time.

You fail to hear footsteps as you try to coerce yourself out of your vulnerable state, the ache in your body causing your hearing and sight to go into an outage.

“Are you crying…?” Your head snapped up, you stare for a while before your sight focuses and your brain processes who’s talking to you. A blond. A blond was in your doorway.

Sanji was there.

“Are you ok? What happened-“ he proceeds to walk into your room with concern, stopping as you shift away from him, refusing to make eye contact with the oblivious man. He sits at the edge of your bed. Unsure of what to say or do.

You always intimidated him, your abilities, the way you light up rooms, how you always put zoro in his place, how quickly you’re able to catch on to learning new things, You simply were an overwhelming presence that he doesn’t know how to handle…. Least that’s what he wants to believe.

“You know, you can lay your head on my shoulder if you want.” You look over at the man, refusing to acknowledge his offer, how doesn’t he care. It was so painfully obvious how fond you were of him, your neighbor used to say ‘drunk words are sober thoughts’ granted at 8 that made no sense, but it always stuck with you. He meant it, he may not have vocalized it before but he meant it.

“You amaze me, you’ve always have, you’re so talented and smart. Y/n I admire you, you may not see it but i do, i always have, ever since i saw you argue with Zoro about a better fighting technique i-“

“Sanji you can stop, I heard enough at the table, you can leave.”

He froze with one thought on his mind, ‘fuck’. He didn’t know what to say, every word caught in his throat as he grasped for the right words. What he said wasn’t right, he knew it and it weighed on his mind for the rest of the night. Your face in the corner of his eye was enough to make him stop drinking for the night, almost completely sober as he approached his room, stopping as he heard sobs and gasps. He hated it, he was horrified as he saw you so…. Broken. Never once did he consider that the strong beautiful woman he saw every day could look so lost.

He did it, he broke you, and he hated himself for it.

You saw him stand up from the corner of your eye, assuming his movements were him proceeding to the door until you see him trying to look you in the eye.

“I’m sorry,” he kneels in front of you, desperately trying to attempt to make eye contact with you. He sets his hands on each of your thighs, trying to pull your attention to him.

“Look at me y/n please..” his voice sounding bare, making every attempt with his vulnerability while also trying not to cross any lines. He liked you so much, he let his time with his friends influence his drunken mind, ignoring the pollution they were bringing into his thoughts. “Please…”

You lift your head, meeting his eyes with hesitation. “It doesn’t mean much, but I’m sorry, I’m so so sorry.” Sanji unintentionally starts rubbing your things, trying to bring you comfort with his words.

Your mind starts to focus on his touch, the way he unconsciously rubs circles into your thighs, massaging the skin you allowed him to touch, as much as the situation frustrated you, you can’t help but bask in the affection he’s showing you, how intimate this would’ve been under any other circumstances.

Every fiber of your being is screaming at you to not let it go, to be skeptical at how uncharacteristically sweet and patient he’s being. But you know him, how he made a mess of the kitchen in anger while attempting to create a dish you requested the crew try. You had feelings for him, you couldn’t deny it but you knew your worth enough to not put your heart fully in pursuit of something that seemed so… hopeless.

“I like you, a lot. And I’m not going to pretend that what you said wasn’t fucked up, you publicly shat on our friendship and it was so wrong. I have standards, I know my worth and what you did was unacceptable.” He stopped his movements taking in your words before he moved to sit up on his knees, closer between your soft thighs.

“Then let me.”

“…What?”

“Let me meet your standards, let me be the person you like, let me make it up to you Y/N.”

“Sanji that’s not necessary, you can just keep it in mind and move forw-“ “Let. Me”

He gently pushed you back, looming over your plush form, “May I?” He gestured to your pants tugging at the waistband of them. You nod and ogle as he continues to hover with his hand just above your waistline. You grab his hand and place it on your stomach allowing it to splay out on the soft flesh. He pulls away before using that same hand to move your head, allowing your eyes to meet his.

“I need your words beautiful, I can’t move forward without you being perfectly comfortable.” He smiles as he sees the frustration in your eyes, not moving until he gets your full verbal ok. “So?”

“Yes, we can go forward, you can touch me, I want this, I want you.” His eyes darken as he hears your words, putting his hands to work as he refuses to look away from your increasingly flustered state, Relishing in the way you look away as he strips the pants off your lower body.

He stares for a moment resting his head on your inner thigh before he moves to kiss the same spot his head was previously on. His hand traces patterns onto your hip as he leaves marks on your thighs, ignoring your increasingly needy core.

Your impatience grew as he started to hum while kissing your thigh, knowing he was teasing you. You grind your hips up as an attempt for any friction you may happen to receive. He finally stops, moving your underwear to the side as he slides his index finger along your folds. You whimper at the contact, not expecting his rough hands to be so delicate.

He smiles whispering something about how beautiful you are under his breath, his words fall upon deaf ears as he presses onto your clit, stimulating your swollen bud. He presses a kiss onto your pussy, the tent in his pants growing as he tastes you for the first time.

His mind fills with bliss as he continues to lap up your juices, moving your thighs over his shoulders and pressing down on your hips.

“All this for me? This pretty pussy is mine, you’re mine.”

He can die a happy man knowing that he finally got to taste you, that he was the one making you squirm as he built a pattern thrusting his tongue into your hole. He continues his pace as he feels you tug on his hair, your fingers that once fondled his blond locs now gently tug at his hair while he edges you closer to your orgasm.

“Please, I’m so close…” he almost freezes as your words, your voice broken as you plead for him. He moves his hand onto your lower stomach, pressing down gently, testing out something he read in one of the books you bought while on shore. You see stars as he continues his relentless pace, the heat of the room now suffocating as you gasp for air, legs shaking and twitching as he continues.

You have to pry his face from your twitching body before he stands up and reaches for his pants, kissing you and pulling away grinning.

“I wanna hear more of those pretty moans of yours.”

He made sure that you knew how beautiful you are, after all how could a man spend so much time doing something if he didn’t love it?

obsessed with the idea of nerdy college boy!suguru geto who meets popular chubby!reader who is basically loved by so many at a party and you gets asked who you would fuck if you had a chance to in the little spin the bottle circle and someone screams “SUGURUUUU”, and suguru who is quick to tell them to be quiet and that you probably wouldn’t even want to but you cut him off by saying, “yea…i’d fuck suguru”

nerdy college boy!suguru geto who gets super flustered and shy and can’t help staring at your glossy plump lips as those words left your lips. getting pressured by the crowd to go upstairs and have your 7 minutes in heaven with him.

nerdy college boy!suguru geto who sits on the bed anxious and waits for you to make a move when you finally ask him “are you a virgin?” and he gets flustered and answers with a quick shake of his head, saying he’s had a girlfriend before and he’s done somestuff

nerdy college boy!suguru geto who gets surprised when you tell him that you’re a virgin. you? ms. popular who’s probably wanted by every guy that lays eyes on you? you’rea virgin? seeing his surprised face, you tell him you just want to wait for the one but no one has felt right enough for you…yet

nerdy college boy!suguru geto who asks you “what about your boyfriend?” ex-boyfriendyou correct him. what about him? you ask “you haven’t slept with him? you guys have been together a while” he asks shyly and you, who’s quick to tell him that your ex was a piece of crap who wouldn’t give you the time of day and he didn’t deserve to know you intimately like that

nerdy college boy!suguru geto who assures you that you don’t have to do anything with him and you can just talk and when it’s time to leave the room you can pretend you did stuff

nerdy college boy!suguru geto who lets you talk to him and air out your problems to him and listens and clings to every single word that leaves your lips

nerdy college boy!suguru geto who can’t help but stare at your lips as you lick them

nerdy college boy!suguru geto who finally gets asked if he wants to just kiss and he’s a bit too quick to answer yes and quick to add “only if you want to”

nerdy college boy!suguru geto who leaves you breathless as he kisses you with everything he’s got as he wraps his hands around your waist and you wrap your hands in his hair

nerdy college boy!suguru geto who is getting needier by the minute but won’t pursue it because he’s respectful of you and your boundaries

nerdy college boy!suguru geto who groans into your mouth as your friends knock loudly on the door yelling TIMES UP LOVE BIRDS

nerdy college boy!suguru geto who shyly asks for your number and you, who gives it to him eagerly and gives him a quick kiss to seal the deal

nerdy college boy!suguru geto who is basically thinking about you 24/7 after he got back from the party and how he couldn’t wait to go on that promised date he’s texted you asking about.

spoopylay:

A little reminder

You’re favourite character would def be in love with you. You’re personality is just *chefs kiss* and so are your looks.

Oh you’re chubby/plus sized? That’s just more to love

You think you’re too tall/short? Your favourite character thinks that your height is perfect, just like you

You’re a different culture? That’s awesome, they want to know everything about it.

You have another insecurity that you hate? Well, you better stop hating because they love it.

Now stop crying about not being perfect because you are and you’re favourite character agrees with me too