*Perfect Revenge – Steve Harrington

Bet| Jaebeom.

Switch!Jaebeom x Reader.

Genre: SMUT.

Warnings: Dirty talk, masturbation (both male and female) a hint exhibitionism, EXTREME EDGING, orgasm denial, switch/sub Jaebeom, cream pie, unprotected sex.

Summary: When you and Jae make a bet, he has to deal with the consequences.

A/N: First of all, this was edited by my twinnie @listlessmaenads. This has been in my head for literally days since me and her talked about. It’s finally out. 🤘🏻 — —

JYP laughed loudly, causing the rest of the table to react in the same fashion. Jaebeom gritted his teeth, choking back an agonizing groan. He tried to shift in his seat, hoping this action would ease the tension that strained in his pants. He couldn’t believe he was in this situation - all because of a stupid bet.

You jumped around jaebeom, singing a song of selfish victory. “I won, you lose, la la la la.” He watched as you rounded his body for the third time. His arms were crossed, a tight lipped pout pursing his lips. He was certain he was going to beat you, and now his ego and his eyes were on the floor.

“I told you not to make a bet with me,” you touched his arm, fingers wrapping around his bicep.

“When does it start?” A rumbled response rattled out of his chest.

You were silent for a moment, deciding whether or not to make him truly suffer. It didn’t take long for you to make the choice, “Now.”

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Bring Me a Dream- Morpheus X Reader

~Part 2~

Part one below ⬇️

https://vampire-teeth7.tumblr.com/post/692004011191271424/bring-me-a-dream-morpheus-x-reader

Word count: 2.2k

Pairing: Morpheus x AFAB! GN reader (no gendered terms but reader does have a vagina)

Warnings: ABSOLUTELY FILTHY SMUT (choking, master kink, TOP!Morpheus, spitting kink, praise+degradation kink)

Sorry if it’s a tad OOC, but I tried to keep it as close to Dream as possible🤞

MINORS DNI

Neil Gaiman DNR, I know you’re lurking on certain sites but trust me, you don’t want to read this, buddy.

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The kiss we shared could have spanned decades or seconds. Time melted away when he held me in his arms. I no longer yearned for the materials of this world- I only craved him. He pulled his lips from mine and averted his gaze to the floor.

“I should not have done that”. He stated.

Dream’s tone wasn’t laced with regret or malice; he let those words fall freely from his lips like a fact.

“I’m glad you did.” I attempted to reassure him, still hungry for more.

“No, it’s not that I didn’t want to. It’s that you’re a mortal and I’m a god. I mustn’t use you for my own petty entertainment.” His monotone voice groaned.

He stepped away from the foot of the bed, his back facing me. I arose softly, not letting on that his words stung like a branding iron. I outstretched my hand to calmly touch his shoulder.

“You must go.” His words rang like hell’s infernal bells.

“But I don’t want to. Please. I let you out. Don’t make me go.” I pleaded, as crystalline tears began to form and race down my cheeks.

“And why should I care? You, a human, don't deserve favors from me after performing one deed that so many failed to do.” The tall man’s voice was infused with bitterness.

He turned to face me, his eyes shining like glaciers in a lonely ocean.

“Well I’m not going anywhere.” I removed my hand from his shoulder. He furrowed his brow. “I choose to stay. Because even though you are the king of Dreams, I don’t take orders from anyone.”

“You are too bold of a mortal.” He rasped, roughly grabbing my shoulders and pushing me towards the wall.

My back felt the impact immediately. I grunted in displeasure. Our faces were mere inches away, as Morpheus donned a cold grin.

“Do you know what I did to my last lover? I banished her to Hell because she defied me.”

“Is that supposed to scare me, Dream of the Endless?” I sneered.

He let out a hot breath. “It should.”

He closed the gap between our fervent mouths, bestowing upon me a starving kiss, one much more unrelenting than the last. I attempted to rake my hands through his ebony hair, but my venture was stymied by his cold fists, pinning my arms to the wall. I could feel a pool forming in my underwear as I became exceedingly more aroused with every passing second. I moaned into his mouth unexpectedly. He immediately broke the kiss.

“You pathetic little mortal.” He rasped through a malicious grin. “Come on then. On the bed.”

I swiftly flew to the mattress- as I was eager to please the Lord of Dreams. His eyes scanned my trembling form. I felt as if he could see underneath my clothing, and was scrutinizing every curve of my body.

“Y/N, such a naughty thing.” He groaned.

Morpheus slunk astride me on the bed, his knee nestled in between my legs. We continued the deep kisses until he grew tired of them. He grasped at the hem of my shirt, maneuvering it over my chest. He ran his slender fingers over my nipple, eliciting a tremble to rampage through my body. Dream chuckled.

“It takes so little to arouse you.” He smiled.

“Don’t- don’t act like you aren’t aroused too.” I moaned through fervent breath.

“Oh you have no idea.” The pale man attached his mouth to my nipple, expertly maneuvering his tongue in a circular motion. Sinful sounds escaped my lips as he pinched my other nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He grinned against the supple flesh of my chest. Without thinking, I bucked my hips against his knee.

This was the wrong move.

He instantly ceased pleasuring me, and gazed into my eyes with a blazing, animalistic, intensity that only heightened my arousal. He placed his hands on the bed on either side of my head, effectively trapping me.

“You dare attempt to get off without my permission?” He rasped.

“I-I’m so sorry.”

“Sorry What?”

“Oh, uh, sorry… Morpheus?” Being as inexperienced as I was, I frantically searched for names that he would be pleased with in bed. I recalled the balmy meadow in which he claimed that I could call him whatever I wanted- so I decided on Morpheus.

This was evidently the wrong title.

The Sandman wrapped his lithe fingers around my throat.

“You shall refer to me as Master. Now let’s try that again, shall we?” He released his iron grasp.

I gasped for air as tears leaked from my eyes.

“Ye-yes, Master.” I choked out.

“Good. Your safe word is Morning.” Dream of the Endless caressed the inky bruises forming on my throat with a pale digit.

“Now, strip for me.” He commanded.

I hastily slid off my pants and tossed them to the floor with a whump.

I hooked a finger onto the waistband of my underwear, making sure to tease the Dream Lord a tad. Eventually I tore them off, baring my entire body to him. He looked over me, his face emotionless. I wondered if he thought me to be average, beautiful, or underwhelming. I was so eager to please that I would transform my soul to his liking if it meant that I would get to soothe my pleasure-clouded mind. Morpheus, still fully clothed, slunk off of the bed, dragging me with him by the arm. However his commands were gentle, although stern.

“Return me to the form you first saw me in.” He threw his head back and guided me to a kneeling position with his hand slinking down my back.

I was confused, so I peeped “whatever do you mean, Master?”

“Take off my clothes.” He stated plainly.

I nodded. I began by unzipping his skin-tight trousers. I ran my hands down his thighs as I teased my way to his grey boxers. He tilted my chin up with his forefinger.

“Get on with it then.” He scolded, eliciting a string of apologies from me.

I dropped his undergarment to reveal his fully erect penis, glistening with pre-cum. I smirked, not giving into the thoughts of sucking him off quite yet. I snaked up his body so that I was standing level with him. I noted that his breath became heavier.

So the King of Dreams did indeed get aroused.

I began to gently unbutton his shirt, making sure to linger on his defined pectoral muscles. When I finished that task, I dragged my fingernails down his chiseled arms as I slid his long black sleeves off. The man stood before me, his build was slight yet muscular. He was drawn and forlorn yet gorgeous and warm. His body was the color of a young moon, and he was completely devoid of any body hair. He was a masterpiece, a being who Michelangelo himself would lack the talent to carve into marble. Morpheus approached me and grabbed my waist with both of his skillful hands.

“Let the universe bend to our command tonight. Let the seas boil and the earth shake. You are mine, love.” He practically breathed into my waiting ear.

I was putty in his hands, content to fulfill his every need. He swung me onto the bed with superhuman strength, his hands still planted on my waist. He planted a chaste kiss to my collarbone and worked his way down the valleys and peaks of my form until he reached my dripping core. His eyes flicked up to meet mine.

“Beg.” He breathed, the vibration from his voice alone was enough to stimulate me.

“Please, please Master, I yearn for you. You’re the only man I’ve ever wanted and will ever want. I need to feel you please.” I moaned fervently.

“Good little slut.” He sighed.

Dream did not seem the type to use such language, but I wasn’t going to be the one to complain.

As soon as his tongue made contact with my clit I was done for. I moaned sinfully; loudly enough so that the guests in the hotel room next to us definitely heard.

I raked my hands through his raven hair. It was soft yet rigid. I began to buck my hips as pleasure shot through me like bolts of lightning. The Sandman smirked against my heat, uttering, “my good little whore” among other degrading praises. My pussy tightened as I felt an incoming orgasm. Dream disconnected his lips from my clit, not before bestowing a chaste kiss upon the sensitive area. He looked vulnerable- sweat coursed down his forehead and his cheeks were flushed. He maneuvered his way so that his body snuck through my legs, and our chests were brushing one another. He took me yet again in a famished kiss, I tasted myself on his tongue. He pulled away, mischief glistening in his gorgeous eyes.

“Open your mouth, pet.” He commanded.

I did so, and Morpheus spat into my craving jaws. He then inserted two of his pale fingers past my lips. I sucked on them as if they were vessels of ambrosia. I circled my tongue around them as they went deeper, almost scraping the back of my throat. He removed them with a pop.

“Are you ready, darling?” He inquired as he lined his weeping cock up with my entrance.

“Yes master.”

He entered me suddenly, I scarcely had time to adjust to his size. Dream’s lips fell agape sinfully and he groaned pleasurably.

“Fuck.” I breathed as I threw an arm around his neck. The Dream Lord began pumping rhythmically, expertly hitting my clit with precision with every thrust of his hips.

“Look at you, so pretty for me. Pathetic fucking whore.” The man growled as he wrapped a hand tightly around my neck. My air supply was severely diminished, yet not completely cut off-for that, I was thankful. I was under The Sandman’s complete control, and I adored every second of it. I even let the safe word slip my mind, as I was ready to receive whatever hand was dealt to me. I dragged my curious fingers over his slim, defined chest, tweaking one of his nipples in the process, eliciting a filthy moan from the man himself.

“You- feel- so-fuh-fa-fucking good!” I choked from my prohibited windpipe.

“I’m Dream the Endless, of course I feel fucking good.” He tightened his grip, stealing any breath that I had left. I brought my hand up to grab the wrist of his mitt occupied with my throat, and turned on my pleading eyes. He immediately retracted his fist as I convulsed into a coughing fit.

“Oh! Are you hurt? Did I hurt you?” The icy demeanor that he had been harboring immediately melted away, revealing a frantic and caring face. He ceased his thrusts and drew me close to his chest.

“N-no. I’m alright. Thank you… Master.” I teased.

“Fuck- I’ll be gentler with you.” Morpheus threw his head back as I uttered “Master”.

“No. Please don’t be.” I placed a hand on his chest and gazed into his eyes honestly.

He smirked as he resumed his pounding. An orgasm was approaching like a band of wild horses. I felt a tremble in my legs, Morpheus took notice too, and dropped his hand to reach between my legs and rub circles on my clit.

“Ah! I’m gonna cum!” I cried, my nails marking his back.

“Beg for it. Beg for the honor to cum in my presence.” Dream pulled his hand away from my needy bundle of nerves to caress my jaw.

“Please, please Master! I know I’ve been such a bad little slut but I really need to cum! Please let me! I love you, Morpheus.” My last words came as a surprise to both me and him. I figured I was done for- I thought he would abandon me right there for uttering such words. But he only latched onto my neck, depositing soft kisses on the flesh. With only a few more thrusts, my orgasm arrived with enough force to knock a train off its tracks. Galaxies of pleasure invaded my senses as my visage convulsed wildly. Dream pulled out just in time for his own ejaculation, and with just a few pumps of his fist, hot ropes of cum flew out of his beautiful cock, onto my bare chest.

A slightly ashamed look overtook his face for a millisecond.

“Apologies. May I… assist you in cleaning up?” He inquired.

“Yes, please. Thank you, Master.” I breathily cooed.

He lowered himself onto me for the second time, only this instance, he dragged his tongue across my glistening tits, effectively licking his own cum from my body.

“You don’t have to call me Master anymore. Just like I said in your dream. Call me whatever you like.” His tone was the softest I had ever heard it.

“Thank you, Morpheus.” I tucked a stray strand of his hair behind his ear as he continued to clean me.

“Allow me to take care of you, darling.” He stated tenderly as he finished his job and enveloped me in his arms. Despite his body temperature being cool, I felt considerably warm in his presence, and utterly protected. I snuggled into his embrace and allowed my fatigued eyelids to slide shut.

“I love you too by the way.” He whispered.

I fell asleep with a soft smile painting my lips.

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Kittyincidence

request: can i req a needy kitty jisung (skz) ?? Summary: After meeting a Hybrid down on his luck you were surprised at how he made such an impact of your life.

word count: 6k || hybrid!Jisung, dry humping, smut, lots of plotttt, knotting, kissing, heatish, cat jisung ends me

a/n: this took me way to long sorry enjoy my cat Jisung fantasy. the title is a txt reference lol. edited a little bit not as much as I would have preferred. I have a lot of fics planned for Halloween so please look forward.-admin Hime. 

The night air was humid as you walked home from work. Sighing your feet already numb from working and your mind so dazed from the events today. Your boss giving everyone a 30 min lecture of ‘how to be more productive’, spilling coffee on your skirt and your pc failing on you before the day ended.

Cranking your neck you from how tight it was you entered your local the convenient store. The bright lights of the store making you wince slightly. It was empty you noted going toward snack aisle filling your small cart with junk food ramen, chips, and drinks.

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All Mine

Genre: Smutty Goodness 

Pairing: Yugyeom x Reader 

Word Count: 2000ish 

A huge round of applause for and my immense gratitude to @smuttilyeverafter for becoming my new beta writer and editing this out. 

You’re absolutely amazing <3 and I can’t thank you enough for your help 

“Yugyeom-ahh…” You exclaimed into the phone, your voice slurring from the excessive amounts of alcohol you had drank.

“Yugyeom-ahh… Come here!!” Your giggles interrupted with hiccups as you begged your boyfriend to take a break from practice and come hang out with you.

“Y/N-ah..? Are you drunk??” He asked, getting up from the dance floor, his voice laced with a mix of both concern and anger. He had been so happy to see your call but hearing your drunk voice made him infuriated and anxious beyond limits.

“Yeahh…?” You replied, still incapable of thinking properly.

“Stay where you are, I’m coming to get you” He commanded before abruptly cutting off the phone call.

You told your best friend about your leave before walking outside to get some fresh air. You knew Yugyeom was going to get beyond mad at you for getting so drunk so you decided to clear your mind a bit before talking to him again.

“Y/N-ah… Are you okay?” You heard a voice come up from behind and felt two hands resting on your shoulders.

You turned around to face whoever was behind you which brought your face inches away from Jeon Jungkook, the golden maknae of BTS.

The shy boy that had made so many advances towards you even though his entire group was extremely close with GOT7 and he knew about your relationship. But that obviously didn’t stop him from getting uncomfortably close to you whenever he got the opportunity to do so.

You backed away immediately, your cheeks flushing red after your close encounter with him.

“Yeah… I’m fine. Thanks” You responded hesitantly, your hands covering your cheeks.

He took off his jacket to provide you with some much needed warmth as he saw you shivering out in the cold.

“Oh thanks” You replied as you put on the jacket, surprised at the kind gesture.

“Come here Y/N-ah… Stay warm” He said, his hands wrapping around your waist, pulling you closer and closer to him until you could feel the heat radiating off his muscular frame.

“I don’t know when I’ll have the courage to do this again…so here it goes” He whispered into your ear, pulling your face to his as close as possible before leaning into a kiss. Your hands pushed at his chest while your eyes closed shut and all you could think about was Yugyeom.

“Who the fuck do you think you’re touching, Jeon Jungkook?” You heard a voice roar as Jungkook was literally teared away from you and landed on the ground while you were pulled into the other man’s embrace.

You looked up to see a very annoyed and highly infuriated Yugyeom. His hands stroking your hair and then cupping your cheeks to make sure you were okay.

“Jagiya… Are you okay?” He asked, his eyes should’ve been showing worry, concern but all you could see was anger and irritation. But the alcohol you had consumed, which was now circulating throughout your body, was starting to take a toll on your consciousness.

“Everything is spinning…Oppa… I think I’m gonna faint…” You wheezed before slipping out of consciousness and collapsing into Yugyeom’s arms.

When you regained your consciousness after a while, you found yourself sitting on a bed in what you presumed to be a very expensive hotel room. You heard the digits of the room’s password being pressed in before the door swung open and your boyfriend stormed inside with a drink in his hand.

He placed the glass on the bedside table with a loud thud before climbing on top of you, furiously entangling his fingers in your hair, pulling harshly as his lips kissed yours with intense fervor and desire.

“I don’t ever want you getting that drunk again… Am I clear?” He spoke in between kisses, his teeth biting your bottom lip each time.

His tongue sliding down to the nape of your neck, sucking and biting it, bruising it harsh enough for everyone to see the marks he left.

“Ye-Yes Op-Oppa—” You stuttered, your voice whimpering and moaning at his touch, your head arching back from the pleasure you felt, the alcohol still surging through your veins but now only hightening your senses with every touch.

He put his hands in the back pocket of his jeans, taking out handcuffs with which he bound you to the headboard of the bed and a velvety blindfold that robbed you of your sight.

His lips melted yours once again as he sat on top of you, his arms moving behind your back to unzip your rather short dress and dropping it on the floor without any further regard, leaving you only in your black lace underwear.

In between you could swear that you heard a faint gasp but you attributed that to the delicious haze inside your head.

“Aish… You look so fucking irresistible. So irresistible and all mine baby girl…” He cooed sweetly in your ear before unclasping your bra and throwing it somewhere on the floor. As much as he loved to adorn you in such exquisite pieces of clothing, you were so much more magnificent without them.  

“I don’t want you to make any sound Jagi” He commanded, your head nodding to it before you could even think about it.

He took off his shirt that was drenched in his sweat, throwing it onto the floor to join your other pieces of clothing.

He took the glass that had his drink from the bedside table, taking all of the clear liquid into his mouth before placing the empty glass back on the table.  

He sat down on you, his lips pressing against yours as he let the liquid seep out of his mouth and into yours, your mouth taking in each drop of water that left your throat with a soothing feeling, your tongue licking your lips clean to make sure you got each and every drop of it in your mouth. He stretched out his arm to take an ice cube from the glass and place it in his mouth.

His mouth leaned down to press the cold ice on your lips before dragging it down your neck, making you moan and whimper from the sweet pleasure. He brought the ice to your nipples, making you bite down on your lip as you tried your best to hold yourself back from moaning his name. The cool sensation of the ice on your sensitive skin making you rub your thighs as you felt your arousal dripping down on them, soaking the sheets underneath you. Your back arched from the divine lust that surged through your whole body.

He slid the ice cube over your stomach before dropping it in your belly button, having you writhe in pleasure.

“Good girl….. And all good girls deserve to be rewarded.” He whispered into your ear, his teeth moving down to your underwear that he pulled down all the way to your ankles. His soft lips pressing on your inner thighs, marking your clear skin with deep red bruises before his tongue finally licked a single stripe over your dripping folds, thrusting two of his fingers into you while his tongue licked away at your clit.

“Ahhh… Yugyeom-ah…” You moaned out at his skillful ministrations. The way he arched his fingers to hit your sweet spot over and over had you turning into a moaning mess.

“Yes baby girl… Tell me who is making you feel so good” He chuckled before thrusting his fingers inside you as deep as he could while sucking harshly on your clit, relishing in your taste. His hands held your trembling legs apart as you felt the adrenaline rush through your body.

“K-Kim.. Y-Yugyeom…” You were barely able to get those two words out of your mouth as you felt your body overcome with the pleasure you felt, the intense pleasure that your boyfriend was drawing out steadily to build up your orgasm and make it that much better for you.

He could eat you for each and every single meal of the day and still be not even close to getting tired of your divine taste but the intense craving of his cock for your hot and wet tightness couldn’t be held back anymore.

He pulled away from you, making you whimper at the sudden loss of heat but you were promptly turned on your back, the palm of his hand lightly smacking your ass as he lifted you by the waist such that your heated core was pressing on his hard bulge.

He unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, letting it drop to his knees along with his boxers before thrusting into you in one go, making you cry out his name as you were thrusted forward. His cock filled you up entirely, hitting your deepest and sweetest spots that made you moan so loudly. His mouth moving to nibble at your shoulder as he pounded hard and fast into you.

“Oppa… I… I’m close”

You were panting, moaning as you could feel your orgasm approaching rapidly and your walls clenching down on his cock as harshly as it possibly could.

“Me too Jagi… Just a little…more” He moaned into your ear before moving his fingers to your clit, rubbing it with his thumb vigorously, making your nails harshly dig into the palm of your hand.

Soon, you were knocked out with your orgasm, the overwhelming bliss that had your mind filled with the satisfaction of your release.

His fingers dug into your hips with his final thrusts as he pushed his entire length deeper and deeper into you until he finally came, filling you up with his white, hot fluid. He thrusted into you a few more times to make sure that every drop of his release was inside you, your tight walls milking his cock for all it had left.  

You could hear a faint moan and whimper from the corner of the room but you were too exhausted to question it as you collapsed on the bed, Yugyeom’s release seeping down your thighs and onto the sheets.

He undid your handcuffs and let you lay down on the bed before going to grab a cloth with which he cleaned you up with. He sat on the bed, placing you on his lap as he stroked your hair and cheeks, pressing light kisses on your lips that made you smile.

“Jagi… You can take off your blindfold now” He whispered into your ear before biting down on your earlobe.

You slowly moved your hands up to take the blindfold off, dropping that velvety piece of cloth onto the bed before entwining your fingers in his hair as you kissed him. You only stopped when you caught a glimpse of someone sitting by the couch that faced the bed.

It was Jeon Jungkook.

And he just saw you having sex with your boyfriend.

You looked at the poor boy, his forehead drenched in sweat as his trembling hand was wrapped around his hard dick and his pure black jeans stained in what you assumed to be his cum.

“Jungkook-ah?” You questioned before hiding yourself under the blanket.

“No need to hide yourself Jagiya… I like showing you off…” Yugyeom licked his lips darkly before hungrily devouring your neck that was already covered in his bruises.

“Y/N-ah…” Jungkook’s soft, broken voice trailed off, his hand still languidly pumping his cock as he saw your flushed red cheeks and sweat covered body.

“And she’s all mine…” Yugyeom smirked as he kissed you passionately, his tongue moving into your mouth to elicit all sorts of moans and whimpers from you. His hand moving to your ass before giving it another loud smack.

“And this is as far as you can possibly get concerning fucking my girlfriend hyung” he directed his warning at the other male, his tone void of any emotion other than posessiveness as his eyes shot daggers at Jungkook. His mouth moved to nibble on your sensitive ears that had you gasping for air and your nails digging into his shoulder as you rocked your hips over his crotch again, covering it in your juices once more.

“Now let me etch into your mind how divine my Y/N-ah looks getting fucked…By me.” Yugyeom pushed you on all fours again but this time you were facing Jungkook.

With that you knew that this was going to be an exceedingly long night.

And all you could do was lick your lips in lustful anticipation of what Yugyeom had planned for you, for both you and Jungkook.

Written By: Admin Sangria~

Enemy - two

johnny x reader (this is mostly smut with some fluff thrown in because im soft for this man)

THIS IS BASED ON ENEMY AND WHILE YOU DON’T HAVE TO READ IT TO UNDERSTAND YOU PROBABLY SHOULD

it’s been three months since you got fucked by johnny in the elevator of your apartment building. and much to your own fault, you can’t stop thinking about him

UNEDITED

word count: 4k (this is literally so long for no reason)

warnings: language, fingering, degradation, choking, hair-pulling, overuse of the word kitten and sir and probably baby too, mentions of sex toys, vibrators, mutual masturbation for like a second, size kink if you squint, mentions of punishments, idk what to say… theres probably more because im a whore for johnny

You hadn’t spoken to Johnny since the incident. In fact, you’ve tried to avoid any encounters with him at all. You try to plan your day around whether he has already left or not, and while that’s proven rather difficult with your classes, it’s been working out ok. You had been avoiding him for a solid 3 months, only seeing him occasionally and practically sprinting away when you spotted him.

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FISH ARE FRIENDS — KTH (M.)

synopsis. after moving to the seaside, there is a dreadful storm. when all is clear, a man washes up on shore…only he isn’t quite human.

pairing. taehyung/reader genre. angst, smut, fluff au. hybrid!au wordcount. 10,605 contents. seahorse hybrid!taehyung, possessiveness, mating kink, lots of kissing, fingering, size kink, taes big dick as usual, cunnilingus, slight pain kink, multiple orgasms, squirting, overstimulation, blow job, UNEDITED note. this is the result of the fic title game i’ve been playing! thank you to whoever sent in the title ‘fish are friends’

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Pairing ↬ Chan x Fem! Reader Genre ↬ super slight Angst + Smut + Fluff Word Count ↬ 6.432 Tags ↬ Vampire AU, medieval settings, Chris is a vampire, soulmates au, unprotected sex (wrap it up before doing the do) Notes ↬ mentions of blood 

🧛‍♂️ Vampire! Stray Kids Series: Jisung ✿  

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Fuck Away The Pain - Hyungwon

A/n: I don’t even know what this is, ngl. It kinda sucks, but ya girl’s sad from an ex and I’m deep in my Hyungwon feels so this happened. Let it flop, idc, tbh. I just wanted to write it. Also, issa long one, sorry.

“Y/n..” - 10:47 pm

“I know this is uncalled for, but” - 10:47 pm

“I really miss you.” - 10:48 pm

“I really wanna see you. Can I come by later?” - 10:49 pm

“Can we try again?” - 10:50 pm

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Ride Me

PAIRING: Sparrow!Ben Hargreeves x Reader

SUMMARY: You were always fascinated by Ben’s tentacles and he noticed that. Now he’s going to use that information to his advantage

GENRE: Smut.

WARNINGS: Fem-Reader, lewd, riding tentacles, degrading and praising

WORD COUNT: 980 words

You were always fascinated by Ben’s tentacles. Like how do they work? How does he summon them? Does he feel pain when someone hurts on or the tentacles? How can he summon a specific number of tentacles? Can he summon more than 4 tentacles? And a lot more questions are always roaming on your mind.

Whenever Ben used his tentacles you couldn’t help but stare at them. They were amazing. The way he could control them even if they weren’t part of his body. You tried to be as cautious as possible when looking at his tentacles, but of course he noticed. At first he thought that maybe you were shocked or scared of them, but the more he used them, the more he realized that it was all the opposite. You were admitting them. So he decided to use them whenever he could. Being the person he was, he loved being admired and you were giving that to him.

Of course your thoughts didn’t stop there. The thought of him using the tentacles on you was something you really wanted but you were scared to even suggest to him something like that. What if he felt hurted and thought that you weren’t satisfied at all with only him? So you kept your thoughts to yourself. On the other side, Ben wanted the same. He normally uses his tentacles most of the time and he has been wanting to use them on you for quite some time now but he didn’t know how to come to you with the idea. Yeah, you loved the tentacles, but what if you had limits with them? Life was too short to keep only wondering. And it all came to one day while making out with Ben.

Ben was kissing you passionately, something you really enjoyed since most of the time he was just needy, not that you complained. You didn’t even notice when all of your clothes were on the floor of his room, the kisses he was giving you left you dizzy. You started to leave wet kisses on his neck but he stopped you.

“Wait. I want to try something” you could hear doubt in his voice. As if he was scared of what he was about to do. You wanted to ask about what he was talking about but the tentacle coming out of him caught you by surprise. “Ride it” you were surprised. You stayed in silence for a while, looking at the tentacle that was in front of you. Looking at your response, or well, lack of it, Ben decided to take the matter into his hands.

“Didn’t you hear me? I told you to ride the tentacle” you looked at him in disbelief. Another tentacle came out of Ben, this one wrapping around your waist, making you get up a little bit so the other one could slide between your body and Ben’s. You didn’t need the tentacle guidance to know what to do next. You descended on top of the tentacle. The coldness of the tentacle made you shiver at the contact. “Go on, ride it like the good girl you are” you didn’t need to be told twice. You started to move slowly, noticing the difference from when you rode his leg or his cock. It felt wet, not only your juices help you slide better through the length of the tentacle, but the gooey substance that coated the tentacle was also helping. The sounds were filthy, and that only made you more turned on than you already were.

Ben was staring at you. The way you moved at your own pace, giving yourself the pleasure you needed, the way your face showed the pleasure you were providing yourself, your chest coming up and down due to your erratic breathing, the way you looked into his eyes while riding one of his tentacles. God, you were so hot. Ben grabbed the back of your neck, kissing you. The tentacle around your waist started to move your hips faster. You moaned into the kiss. Ben realized that at any moment you would cum. He managed to move the tentacle you were riding, making the pleasure stronger.

“That’s it slut, cum for me. Be a good girl and cum on my tentacle like the needy whore you are” it took only a few more seconds and you came on the tentacle, your whole vision blurred and heat waves were going through your whole body. A soft moan came out of you. The view of you cumming was a view Ben never grew tired of. And it made him proud to be the reason for your pleasure.

Ben gave you small pecks, praising how good you were for him. Always saying as you were told. Again, the tentacle around your waist moved you up, and you felt the tentacle you just used to get yourself off playing with your entrance.

“Ben…”

“Just do this for me, ok?” How could you say no to him? You nodded and the tentacle started to enter inside you. Your mouth opened up, it felt good. The irregular form of the tentacle managed to fill you up perfectly, but you still preferred his cock. The tentacle started to move in and out of you making you feel overwhelmed due to your previous orgasm. Ben reached for your clit, rubbing it, helping you get closer and closer to your high. It was just too much.

“So tight… it doesn’t matter how many times I fuck you, you still manage to be as tight as possible” his words were what you need. You came around the tentacle.

“That’s my good girl” Ben’s tentacles got off of your body, making you collapse on his body. He held you. You could feel him leave kisses all over your face. Using his tentacles on you was definitely something he’s going to do more often.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

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I want you to know that I love you for that Druig Smut, more pls, 😩 Maybe some angst in the mix, or mortal reader with Druig and he is really protective over her but doesn’t want to be with her at first because he wants her to be safe but one day he sees her with another guy and then they get into some argument but it ends with smut and them being in love 😩

All writing will be #writing-wh0re-requests.

Druig x Mortal Reader

Words: 2,712.

Warnings: Smut18+, Unprotected Vaginal Sex, Praise Kink, Begging Kink, Fingering, Cock Warming (slight). I think thats it...

A/n: I hope you enjoy Anon! Sorry its long!

Please note, there are no spoilers in this! Use of characters only, no link to movie.

Druig Headcanon

Waited Years - Smut18+ 

Something Special - Smut18+

Masterlist

Druig and I had been friends for years, I physically ran into him one day at the London Library, spilling hot coffee all over myself. Druig was kind enough to lend me his leather jacket and since then, we’ve been close.

I remember the day Druig told me about him being an Eternal, it didn’t seem real but then again the last five years had literally disappeared because a purple dude snapped his fingers, so I guess anything is possible. Although a part of my heart broke the day he told me this, being thousands of years old, watching everyone die, new people walking around him. Eternity by himself, the thought of us together completely crashing down.

A small part of me is always worried for when the day might come that he controls me and makes me leave him behind. Something that truly terrifies me, not only because he’s my best friend but because he’s the one I love, the one I look for in every crowd, the one I attempted to replace during fast hookups and drunken nights.

“What’s on your mind, love?”

My heart hammers against my chest at his voice, my eyes looking up from my phone.

“Sorry, spaced out for a second.” I smile weakly, looking down at my phone again. Jay, 23, loves cozy nights with a good movie and wants to know a time for a drink tonight.

“Everything alright?” Druig’s hand rests on my knee, his thumb brushing circles on my skin, every single touch ignites a small fire inside of me.

“Yeah, I’d tell you if it wasn’t, I’m meeting a friend tonight.”

Druig stays quiet, simply nodding in response as he crosses his arms. I move from the couch, walking around my apartment to my bedroom, wanting to find an outfit.

“So this friend, do I know them?”

“Highly doubt that.”

“Try me.”

“Jay.” I state, holding different outfits up against my body as Druig leans against my door frame.

“Jay.” Druig whispers the name, rolling his eyes before walking over to my bed and laying down on the mattress, his hands under his head.

“And how did you meet Jay?”

Typical, Druig always has questions about my dates, what’s their name, what's their bio say and some snarky comment about how every man loves the outdoors and its not something unique.

“Work.” I lie, my voice jumping up an octave slightly causing Druig to chuckle.

“Nice try.”

“It’s just a drink.” I huff, finally deciding on a black mid thigh body con dress.

I walk into my ensuite to get changed, closing the door slightly. I quickly change my outfit, opening the door as I lean against the frame.

“You should go out for a drink tonight, go look at the museum or something.”

Druig groans, his face turning towards me as he shifts on the bed, his eyes racking down my body, making me fully aware of how short this dress is.

“I should change.” I mumble walking over to my wardrobe as Druig jumps in front of me, his hands falling under my elbows.

“Don’t, Jay won’t know what’s hit him.” There it is again, the small fires igniting on my skin.

My eyes lock with Druig, the space between us extremely small. I flick my eyes to his lips before my phone tings repeatedly, pulling us out of our shared trance. I run a hand through my hair quickly, grabbing my phone and sighing.

“Is Jay needy?” Druig smirks, amused at the almost quadruple text messages from this man.

“Just lost.” I quickly type a reply, before rushing around to grab my shoes and bag.

“Seriously? Is this guy even worth it?” Druig continues to question me, my own mind asking the same questions.

“That’s what the drink is for, gotta suss him out first.”

Druig rolls his eyes, holding my apartment door open.

“Go rescue the damsel.”

I narrow my eyes at him, pulling my jacket on.

“Coming up with jokes now?” Druig smiles sweetly at me, as if he’s done nothing wrong.

“You can stay here if you want, but seriously consider going out for a drink or maybe go borrow another book.” I suggest as Druig nods, gesturing for me to leave.

“Go have fun with Jai.”

“Jay.”

“Darling, I don’t care.”

I scoff, walking out of my apartment. He could be a little nicer about this.

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20 minutes. 20 minutes of pure awful small talk and Jay going on and on about the stock market and why it’s good to invest into Stark Industries, like I honestly care about that.

“Excuse me.” I look up at the waiter, thankful for the small interruption and silence from Jay.

“This is for you.” The waiter places down a vodka sunrise cocktail in front of me. I suck my teeth, fucking Druig.

“We didn’t order this.” Jay scoffs.

“Correct Sir, the gentlemen at the bar did.” The waiter moves to the side, Druig raising his glass in the air, sending a wink in my direction as butterflies erupt deep in my stomach, a sigh passing my lips. “The gentlemen has a message for you.”

“Fucking poser.” Jay mumbles low attempting to go unnoticed but failing.

The waiter looks over Jay with disgust before looking at me and smiling.

“The message, A drink is always a good idea.” The waiter smiles, quickly turning away from the table as I swirl my straw around the glass. I chuckle softly, my eyes flicking to Druig, his already locked onto me. My breath hitches slightly as his eyes trail over my body slowly.

“Are you going to drink that?” Jay asks, his hand gesturing to the cocktail glass.

“With pleasure.” I bring the glass to my lips, quickly downing the liquid in one go.

“Shit.” Jay is shocked at my actions. I feel the soft alcohol warmth fill my chest, quickly flicking my eyes to an amused and smug Druig.

“Anyway, so Tony Stark.” My mind instantly switches off not wanting to listen to another minute about stocks or Tony Stark.

Every now and again I flick my eyes over to Druig, his gaze never leaving me.

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“Let me walk you home, London isn’t the safest city.”

I open my mouth to protest Jay’s claim, his hand grabbing mine and forcing our fingers together as he blindly leads us down the street.

“Might be best if you follow me.”

Jay smiles at me nodding, I quickly take in his appearance, mentally slapping myself. Of course he resembles Druig.

After ten minutes of walking Jay and I reach my apartment, his eyes taking in the surroundings.

“I had fun.”

I smile weakly at him, rummaging through my bag for my apartment key, a groan passing my lips. I left it on the kitchen counter. The night just keeps getting better and better.

“You okay?” Jay asks, his hand rubbing up and down my arm, a cold feeling washing over me with every stroke. I move away from him, before nodding.

“Yeah, just left my key inside, I’ll have to call a friend.”

“You could come home with me, I’m only half an hour away.”

Jay walks closer to me, my back hitting against the door, his hand on my hip the same cold feeling washing over me.

“Am I interrupting?”

Relief fills me at Druig’s voice. Jay sucks his teeth pulling away from me as he faces Druig.

“Aren’t you the guy from the bar?”

Druig smirks, chuckling softly, my apartment key in his hand as my keychain jingles.

“Are you stalking my girl here?”

“Hear that Y/n, you’re his girl, congratulations.”

I roll my eyes at the two of them, putting my hand out.

“The key.”

“Woah, woah, key? This douche has your key?” Jay asks, putting his hand in front of me to stop me from getting the key.

I open my mouth to speak before Druig cuts me off.

“Douche? Wow, haven’t been called that in a long time.”

“Druig.” I warn, wanting to just get inside and wash this guy and date off me.

“You know him?”

“He’s a friend.” I mumble as Jay smirks, walking up to Druig, being face to face with him. Jay’s eyes travel over Druig a chuckle passing his lips.

“Friend, bet that stings huh bud.”

Druig licks his lips, tilting his head slightly as he laughs at Jay. Jay puffs his chest out a bit more not having expected Druig to laugh in his face.

“Keep laughing buddy, I’ll be the one making her scream my name later.”

Druig’s jaw clenches, his hands forming into fists as his eyes glow yellow.

“Leave, forget this night, take a train to Glasgow.”

Jay’s eyes settle back to their normal colour as he mindlessly walks away from us.

Silence falls over Druig and I, my brain trying to figure out what just occurred. That’s the first time Druig has used his power in front of me.

I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t hot. The dark part of me screaming about how powerful he truly is, how in control he can be.

Druig walks into my dark apartment, flicking on the lamp in the lounge room as I drop my bag and jacket on the dinning table.

“Seriously Y/n, you honestly pick dickheads.”

I chuckle, clicking my tongue. Ignoring him.

“When will you learn?”

“Learn what Druig? If you have a magical solution for me finding the one, then enlighten me.”

Druig runs his hands down his legs, sighing as he looks out of my balcony door, the city lighting up the sky, staying quiet.

“Exactly, do you think I like going out with guys like that? Guy’s that don’t give a fuck about what I like but cannot wait to take me to bed?”

Druig’s jaw clenches again as he runs his hand over his face and through his hair.

“Do you want me to thank you? Thanks for having a pissing contest outside of my apartment, thanks for ordering me a drink and stirring the pot, it really made my night.”

I turn away from him before his voice stops me in my tracks.

“Do you get how fucking hard it is for me? Seeing you waste your time on guy’s like him, guys who only want to get you between the sheets?”

Druig stands, only a few inches away from me.

“You don’t get it do you?”

I cross my arms over my chest, a small amount of fear filling me, is this the moment I’ve been worrying about, the moment Druig decides this is to hard and he walks away.

“What is there to get Druig? You’re jealous because I get to try and find my person and you don’t get to?”

Druig scoffs, shaking his head as he looks at the ground.

I instantly want to take my words back but im so mad at him, how dare he give me shit for trying to replace him, its not fucking easy.

Druig sighs, his eyes locking with mine, “Y/n, I’m in love with you and it fucking sucks seeing you with other guys, guys that aren’t worth your time, so yeah I guess I’m jealous.”

My brain tries to comprehend what Druig just confessed to me. He loves me?

Druig’s eyes search mine, a blank stare present on my face.

“Say something, please.”

I flick my eyes from his to his lips, choosing to show my actions rather than use my words. I close the gap between us, his hands falling to the middle of my back and keeping me close to his chest, my fingers running through his hair.

Our lips fit perfectly against each other, the kiss filled with every emotion, love, eagerness, gentle and urgent.

Druig walks me backwards, my back hitting my bedroom door allowing for the wood to swing open, clearing the small distance to my bed. Our lips pull apart from each other, pulling each other's clothes from our bodies, eager to finally be together.

Druig holds my waist, stepping away from me slightly, truly taking in my appearance as blush fills my cheeks.

“Beautiful, my beautiful girl.” Butterflies take over all of my senses, his lips attaching to mine again as I fall back onto the bed. His knee falls between my thighs, his hand moving from beside my head and running down my body. His fingertips causing goosebumps and shivers to wash over me.

His fingers dance over my thighs, brushing against my dripping pussy. His smile breaks our kiss, our eyes locking together.

“Who made you this wet?”

I smirk, biting my lip as Druig studies my face. His finger presses flat against my throbbing clit, a gasp passing my lips.

“I asked a question.”

Arousal rushes to my core, Druig completely taking over my senses.

“You did.”

Druig hums in response, slowly circling his finger on my clit, his lips attaching to my neck as he licks and sucks my skin, leaving his mark on me. I moan at the feeling, my fingers tugging on his hair. My back arches into his chest as he slips a finger inside of me, pumping in and out with ease, my slick walls welcoming him. Druig adds another finger, curling them inside of me, pressing against my spongy spot.

“Oh fuck.”

Druig moans, kissing down my body, his lips trailing over my breasts. He takes my nipple between his lips, swirling his tongue around the hardening bud before sucking it, pulling back enough for our eyes to meet as he winks at me. My eyes roll back, a chorus of sighs and moans falling from my lips.

He keeps his pace, his fingers slipping in and out of me.

“Druig, please.”

Druig’s cock brushes against my thigh, twitching at my plea.

“Please.” His dick twitches again as I smirk figuring out he has a begging kink.

“Druig.” He groans, pulling his fingers from me as I whimper at the loss of contact. He sits back on his calves, basking in the image of me under him, begging for his cock.

“Fuck me, please.” Druig sighs deeply, pumping his cock a few times before lining up with my entrance.

“Anything for you baby.”

I smirk at the pet name, my mouth falling open as I gasp, his cock stretching my walls. Druig moans at the feeling of my walls clenching around him, his head tilted back.

I wiggle my hips, silently begging for him to move. He slowly thrusts in and out of me, savouring the feeling of his cock disappearing inside of me.

“Good girl, fuck your pussy is good.” I moan at the praise, his hips rocking into mine. He bends towards me, his body covering me as our lips meet. Soft, gentle and loving kisses in between moans and gasps as his cock massages my walls.

“Faster, please.” Druig moans at my plea, speeding up his pace. Druig moves some of the hair out of my face, our eyes locking together as he smiles.

“I love you so fucking much.”

Tingles rush through me at his words, a smile dances across my face, blush heating up my cheeks.

“I love you.”

Druig’s eyes flutter closed as he continues to thrust in and out of me, his hand moving to my pussy, his thumb rubbing circles on my clit.

“Holy fuck.” I moan at the added pleasure, my nails digging into his forearm as his lips kiss up and down my neck, whispering praise into my ear.

“Good girl.”

“Take me so well.”

“Feel so good baby.”

I feel my body go hot, my muscles tensing.

“Let go, cum for me Y/n, I’ve got you.”

I moan his name loud, my legs shaking around him, my back arching as my boobs press against his chest.

Druig thrusts into me a few more times, his moans filling the air as he cums inside of me, a warmth shooting through my core.

Druig cups my face in his hands, placing a soft kiss to my lips before laying beside me, pulling me closer to him as I gasp, his cock staying buried inside of me.

“I’m not going anywhere.”

I smile at his words, happy to finally have him as mine.

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