Short And Sweet (Yg X Black Reader)

Short and Sweet (Yg x black reader)

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Pairing: Yoongi x Black Reader

Genre: smut, college au

Summary: You and Yoongi have been fuck buddies for awhile now, but it seems like Yoongi might want more.

Warnings: smut, oral (f. receiving & m. receiving), penetration w/o protection (use protection!), cursing, drinking, pet names (‘love’), slight toxicity

WC: 7,642

A/N: This one took me forever to write for some reason (writers block is a bitch). I wrote this to help me get back into things so I hope you like it.

Enjoy!

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Your hands nestled their way into the long black strands of Yoongi’s hair, gripping the roots harshly as you pushed the man’s face deeper against you, a poorly repressed moan escaping your lips as you do so.

“Y’know I’m not going anywhere,” you heard a low voice rasp from below you.

You forced your eyes open long enough to glance down at the man currently eating you out, your jeans halfway down your thighs as Yoongi smirked up at you, his lips glistening under the low light of the custodian’s storage room.

“Shut up,” you huffed, your grip on Yoongi’s hair tightening to punctuate your words.

The man simply chuckled quietly at your gruff words before situating his lips back around your clit, his tongue ran devilishly across you while his fingers plunged deeper inside of you. It was a dangerous combination that had you biting your lip harshly to keep your moans down.

You didn’t really think out your plan when you demanded Yoongi’s attention after class through text. He just looked so damn good when he walked into today’s lecture with his hair freshly dyed a midnight black, the wavy curls of his hair fanning his soft-looking skin while his sharp eyes glanced over at you playfully.

Oh, he knew exactly what he was doing when he pulled that shit.

Your legs clenched together from under your desk as if automatically. It had been a while since the two of you had sex and you were practically in heat. So when you texted Yoongi halfway through the lecture hinting at a quick session you weren’t exactly thinking logically since as soon as class ended you dragged the man to the nearest empty room on campus which just so happened to be the janitor’s closet.

The heady scent of Pinesol further deluded your senses as you took in harsher breaths of air to steel yourself against the wall as Yoongi licked away at you.

“Feel good, love?” he call out to you, you could practically hear the smug smirk on his lips as he spoke.

You grit your teeth, your eyes squeezed shut as you pressed him further against you, “quiet,” you command, only trying to focus on the feeling of Yoongi’s tongue and fingers against you and not his cocky attitude.

Unbeknownst to you, Yoongi felt himself get even harder. As if tasting you weren’t hot enough, your quick and quiet demands had him feeling even giddier. He loved it when you gave him a reason to shut up and thus he let you press his head further into your center. He loved the taste of you. Shit, he practically worshiped the way you spilled onto his tongue as he slide in between your wet folds, savoring every shudder and tremble of your body.

He loved talking shit just to have you break him down to his rightful place. It’s why he continued finger fucking you even after you had just come. Your body squirmed under him, his eyes danced up to your face after he licked you off of his lips. You looked so goddamn sexy with your eyes closed and lip captured between your teeth.

“Thanks…” you sighed after your body finally came down from the extremely satisfying orgasm Yoongi gave you.

“My pleasure. You look hot when you come,” Yoongi noted with a lopsided smirk as he pulled up your underwear and jeans.

“How charming,” you said with a roll of your eyes, the hint of a smile curving the edges of your lips as Yoongi stood to face you, his hands sneakily sliding around your waist.

“I’m even more charming when I’m out, eating dinner under the stars and making quirky conversations with someone.”

You cocked an eyebrow, “mhm. Sounds like a date.”

Yoongi shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, “you said it. So how about it?”

“We’re just fuck buddies remember?” You replied with a small smirk.

“That could change.”

“Or not. Y’know we’d make the worst couple.”

Yoongi tilts his head, his small eyes gazing into yours as he speaks, “who said that?”

You rolled your eyes, “like all of our friends? We’re only compatible with sex, remember?” You pinched Yoongi’s nose teasingly as he shuddered out of your touch with a playful smile of his own.

“Oh, I remember,” the man purrs, his voice low and soothing as his breath fans across your ear when he leans in closer to you. His thumb rubs soothing circles against your waist, just above your jeans.

You repress a shiver from running down your spine, this man was like a siren, his very touch and voice were enough to pull you in if you weren’t careful. Lucky for you though- you were always careful and pulled back from Yoongi, your eyes catching as you placed a hand on his firm chest and gently pushed him back. “Good. So you know that’s all we’re good for. I’ll see you next time, Yoongi.” With a wink you squeezed past the black-haired man and out of the small closet, your hands roaming over your clothes and piecing them back in order.

~~~~~✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧~~~~~

Your eyes began to blur as you reread the same paragraph for the fifth time. Finals were just around the corner and you had been cooped up in the library with your small study group for the past six hours.

“Okay, if I don’t get some food in me I’m just gonna start eating people,” your eyes glanced up to catch your friend, Jungkook, slumped back in his chair from across the table. His tattooed arms folded over each other as a contrasting pout pulled at the curves of his small lips.

“God, _____, let's get Kook some food. He’s a big guy, he really could eat us if he wanted.” Jin, your other study buddy, responded. His eyes watching Jungkook with caution.

You chuckled a bit, “I can’t go guys,” you held up your comically large textbook, “I gotta at least get through this chapter before I take a break.”

Jin rolled his eyes, his plump lips curling up in a mocking smirk, “you’ve been on the same page for the past 15 minutes. I don’t think you’re making much progress.”

“Well, I have to try!” You groaned, your head falling against the cover of the textbook.

You heard your two friends move, their wooden chairs gliding against the carpeted floor as Jungkook’s voice sounded from above you, “don’t listen to Jin, _____. We’ll get you a snack or something, alright?”

You nodded your head solemnly against the book, not looking up until you felt like you were alone at the table. “Fuck finals…” you mumbled as you opened your book back to the page you last read.

You forced yourself to sit up straighter in your chair and shook your head slightly, trying to summon some energy to help you focus. You only got halfway through the paragraph, however, when another voice spoke up beside you.

“Studying?”

Just from the slight rasp alone, you could determine who the voice's owner was before you looked up. Your tired expression was quickly replaced by one of amusement when your eyes caught sight of Yoongi standing beside you, his body leaning slightly against the table.

“No, paragliding.” You answered after a second, your eyes meeting Yoongi’s with a gleam of excitement.

If anyone could replenish your energy- it was Yoongi.

“Looks fun,” the man commented with a smirk as he took a seat next to you, “where’s tweedle-dee and tweedle-dum?”

“Why you wanna know? Are you jealous?” You asked, your voice hinting at just a bit of playfulness.

Yoongi’s smirk widened even further as he brushed a strand of hair away from his face. His black hair shone underneath the warm fluorescent lights that washed his face in a subtle glow; his small pouty lips practically glistening after he briefly swiped his tongue across them temptingly, “terribly jealous.”

You rolled your eyes at him, “I’m sure. Well, if you must know, they went to get some food after Jungkook threatened to eat someone.”

Yoongi quirked an eyebrow, his eyes pooling with confusion as he spoke, “why get food when you’re right here?” You felt Yoongi lean closer to you, his voice dipping low so only you could be privy to his licentious words as he whispered softly, “you taste pretty delicious to me.”

You thanked God that your brown skin prevented the raging heat in your face to not be outwardly noticed. Yoongi seemingly had no shame if he was willing to speak to you like this knowing the effect it would have on you while out in public. But before you could even think to come up with a response the sounds of something hitting the table startled you away from Yoongi.

When you turned your flustered eyes to the front of the table you saw Jin and Jungkook with bags of snacks that they poured over the table.

“We eating good,” Jungkook commented with a wide smile as he took a seat, his hands automatically reaching out to grab a bag of chips.

“Yoongi. Didn’t know you’d be here,” Jin greeted with a polite smile.

Yoongi shrugged his shoulders, “yeah, well… I saw you guys and thought I’d say hi.”

“More like you saw _____ and wanted to say hi,” Jungkook said through a mouth full of crushed chips.

“Gross, Kook,” you grimaced as you held your hand up to cover his mouth.

Yoongi simply smirked, though the usual flirtatious edge it usually had when he flashed it was gone. “Caught me,” he then pushed himself away from the table before speaking once again, “and now that I’ve been caught… can I talk to you for a second?” Yoongi asked, his attention turning towards you.

You shrugged, “sure,” you agreed before standing up and looking over at your friends who sent you teasing looks.

You rolled your eyes at them before following Yoongi through the library until he stopped in a dim corner surrounded by tall bookshelves, the area void of any other students.

“You chose a pretty secluded spot to ‘talk.’”

Yoongi turned around to face you while leaning against one of the wooden bookshelves settled against the wall with a smirk, “purely coincidental.”

“Oh is it?” You asked, your eyes darkening slightly as you took in the man before you.

He nodded, his eyes seemingly doing the same as they flicked over your body. You watched the way his muscles flexed as he folded his arms across his chest along with the way he tilted his head slightly to the side before he responded, “plausible deniability, love.”

You scoffed as you took a step to stand directly in front of him, your hands snaking down his firm body until you grasped the precipice of his desire through his basketball shorts. Your eyes took in Yoongi’s reaction, a shallow groan escaping his pretty lips as his eyes glazed over slightly at your touch, “I’d like to see you plausibly deny that, love.”

Yoongi chuckled through his pleasure, his eyes meeting yours as you continued applying pressure over his covered dick. Watching him squirm underneath your touch and grasp your hips, pulling you closer against him, sent a thrill of excitement through you. It was just the thing you needed to keep yourself from burning out.

“As much as I am enjoying this- and trust me I am. I actually did want to talk to you.” Yoongi said, his voice slightly shaky as your hand continued to palm him through his shorts.

“About?” You cocked an eyebrow, a hint of a smirk crossing across your lips as you waited for a response.

Yoongi’s eyes gazed into you, a flash of something you didn’t recognize flickering in his stare before he cleared it away with a shake of his head. A thick quiet settled between you briefly as the athlete cleared his throat and gave you his signature arrogant smile, “nevermind. Just keep doing what you’re doing.”

You eyed Yoongi suspiciously, part of you wanted to probe him for his weird behavior but another part of you didn’t want to push him, after all, you guys weren’t together and you didn’t want to overstep any undiscussed boundaries. So instead you pushed the encounter aside before flashing him a smug smile of your own, the tension from before fading as you spoke.

“Since when do you call the shots?”

The side of Yoongi’s lips lifted in an amused smile as he countered, “since I saved your ass from studying?” he emphasized his point by sneaking his expansive hand around you and giving your ass a firm squeeze.

“Oh, ‘saved’ me did you?” you asked, a thrill of excitement coursing through you at his touch, “then I should repay for your generous nature, right?”

Without much further thought you quickly sank to your knees, your hands clutching the waistband of Yoongi’s shorts, preparing to pull them down. You glanced back up at Yoongi to see him watching you with wrapped attention, his breath shallow and his eyes wide. You gave him a sly grin, your teeth peeking out to appetize him before you pulled his shorts down slightly, just enough to reach your hand in and pull out his hard dick. It had been a while since you gave Yoongi head- you liked letting him pine for your mouth until you gave in to his desires.

Your eyes took in the sight before you; your hands roved mindlessly across the shaft of Yoongi’s cock. The pretty practically pink length stood stiffly, his tip weeping with precum for your attention. You loved him like this. Hard and practically sobbing for you.

“_____, are you really about to do this?” you heard Yoongi’s voice call out to you, his tone was gruff and slightly airy.

“Are you really complaining about me sucking your dick?” you asked, your hand squeezing his shaft resulting in a low groan tumbling out of Yoongi’s lips.

“Point taken. I’ll shut up.”

You smirked before returning your attention to Yoongi’s cock and giving his tip a little swipe of your tongue, his precum coating your tastebuds. Thank god he played basketball- he didn’t taste bad and you figured it was due to his athletics. Your tongue continued toying with Yoongi’s tip, licking at him as if he was an ice cream cone. You knew it was driving him crazy with the way his hands gripped the shelves behind him, trying to keep himself from just shoving himself in your mouth. He knew you didn’t like that.

You kept teasing him, happy to watch him try to restrain himself before you figured he had enough and finally wrapped your plump lips around him and took Yoongi’s dick deep into your mouth, sucking him hard.

“Fuck!” he whisper-shouted, his head hitting the bookcase behind him.

You continued deepthroating Yoongi, his tip hitting the back of your throat as you tried to control your gag reflex before sliding him out of your mouth, your saliva coating his slick cock.

“Jesus, _____. A little warning would be nice. I almost came.” Yoongi sighed as he looked down at you, his eyes widened in both surprise and arousal as he watched a string of saliva connect your lips to his dick.

“Sorry, I thought you could handle it,” you said with a mocking smile before pressing your lips against Yoongi’s shaft.

You saw Yoongi open his mouth to respond but before he could the speakers above you crackled to life as a voice announced through the old sound system, “attention all students. The library will be closing in 15 minutes. I repeat the library will be closing in 15 minutes.”

You sighed and turned back to Yoongi’s still-hard dick, you gave his tip a teasing suck before standing up.

“Not gonna finish the job?” Yoongi teased as he stuffed himself back into his shorts, the faint outline of his desires pressed against the fabric of his shorts.

“Who said I wasn’t? You’re still full of cum and my mouth is empty,” you responded with a devilish smile, “meet me outside. I gotta go get my stuff.”

Yoongi’s eyes widened ever so slightly before he steeled his expression and offered you a quick wink before pushing himself off of the bookcase, “you got it, _____.” He sent you one last sly smirk before walking off.

Your eyes gleamed with anticipation as you went back to collect your things quickly so that you could give Yoongi some mind-numbing head.

~~~~~✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧~~~~~

Friday night. Your friends had been raving for the whole week about a new club that was opening only a few minutes away from your campus. Friday was the opening night for the club and so you found yourself in a tight short dress with high heels you were regretting wearing already as you made your way to the front of the line outside the building.

Muffled music could be heard through the thick walls of the club as you and your group of friends made their way to the front, one of these friends being Jungkook, who had been flirting with a few other people in the line behind you.

“Kook, we’re moving to the front,” you called out to your tattooed friend who turned away from the pretty girl he was talking to (who shot you the meanest glare you’ve ever seen).

“Right. You excited?” he asked with a bright smile, his chin hovering over your shoulder while his arm hugged the shoulder of your other friend, Jimin, who stood next to you.

“I guess. You guys gassed the hell out of this club so I hope it lives up to the hype,” you responded with a smile.

“It will. Trust.” Jimin piped up, his smile bright under the cover of the dark night sky.

As you continued inching closer to the front, your eyes glazed over the other people waiting in line, to your surprise many of them you recognized from being on campus. You supposed the opening of this club drew many of the local college students out as your eyes jumped from face to face. Part of you was searching for a specific face, the face that could ignite every sense and nerve within you with just the curl of his fingers, the brush of his silky hair, the parting of his soft lips.

“_____? Earth to _____?” A blurry shape shook itself in front of your face, jerking you away from your thoughts as Jimin stood in front of you, his manicured eyebrows furrowing in concern.

“Sorry,” you mumbled, trying to push yourself out of your daze as you stepped up in the line you were holding up.

“What had you so out of it, _____?” Jimin asked as he turned to look at you with crossed arms.

Before you could respond you felt a heavy arm sling over your shoulder rousingly. Turning your attention to your left met you with the sight of Jungkook grinning at you, his voice teasing as he spoke, “were you looking for a specific basketball star? First name rhyming with loony?”

You rolled your eyes as you shrugged Jungkook’s arm off of you as Jimin’s mouth popped open, his eyes widening in surprise as he spoke hurriedly, “you’re still dating Yoongi?”

You quickly pressed your finger to your lips, your eyes darting around to make sure no one was listening, “we’re not dating, Jimin! Don’t spread that around. We’re just…”

“Pretending to not like each other and fucking as an excuse to see one another?” Jungkook interjected, a shit-eating grin on his sly lips.

“Kook, hush!” you harshly poked the man’s side as he winced at your touch, “and it’s not an excuse. You know this whole thing started as a friends-with-benefits situation.”

“Yeah, ‘started’. But is it still just sex that you want? From the way you were staring at the line, it seemed like you really wanted to see Yoongi.” Jimin stated, his gaze softening slightly- he was such a romantic.

You scoffed as your heartbeat increased at the question you had tossed over in your mind a hundred times over. “Please, guys can we just focus on having a good time and stop worrying about my sex life.”

“More like love life since you love him~” Jungkook teased once again, his voice cooing at you before puckering his lips out playfully.

You elbowed him and rolled your eyes, effectively tuning him out before the three of you were promptly let into the club a few minutes later.

The club definitely lived up to the hype once inside. The design was sleek and had a futuristic theme with neon lights guiding people to the bar, a mirror acting as the ceiling over the dancefloor, and sleek plush furniture scattered about the spacious building.

Everywhere you looked sexy patrons occupied the space, pushing against each other on the dancefloor or throwing back glowing shots at the bar. It was safe to say that you were in for a good time. Your eyes locked with Jungkook and Jimin, your past conversation fading into the background as excitement gleamed in all of your eyes.

“I’m getting us shots!” Jimin pronounced before swiftly leaving, expertly moving through the crowd to the bar.

You and Jungkook picked out an empty booth before it got too crowded when Jimin came back with the drinks. You each quickly took the shots, the stinging liquid sliding down your throats before you started to feel the alcohol kick in.

Three shots later had you on the dancefloor, your body swaying to the music of the R&B song occupying the large booming speakers. The color of the strobe lights flashed over you, giving your brown skin an almost otherwordly glow as you lost yourself in the music.

As you moved gracefully along the dancefloor you felt a pair of hands slide on either side of your hips, their body pressing against your back. You smirked to yourself, your tipsy mind assuming that these hands belonged to Yoongi until you glanced over your shoulder to see another man occupying the space you wished Yoongi was in.

Looking over the man’s face he was far from unattractive. His sharp nose and angular jawline could melt anyone at just a glance and under any other circumstance, you probably would’ve let the man dance against you. However, you couldn’t shake the echoing words of Jimin’s question from earlier, pondering on the state of your relationship with Yoongi. You just couldn’t imagine feeling the touch of anyone’s hands against your body if it wasn’t Yoongi’s.

With a mumbled curse you shook your head apologetically to the man, silently declining his request to dance. Luckily the man took your rejection in stride, he simply inclined his head with a light smile before stepping away, slipping back into the sea of moving bodies. You suddenly felt a cold breeze wash over you, the curdling feeling of loneliness washing away the alcohol that coursed through your veins.

“Damn it, Yoongi,” you said to yourself with a bitter smile.

As you looked up to try to locate your booth, wanting to sit down for a break, your eyes inadvertently glazed over the bar before stopping at a sight that momentarily stopped your heart.

There, leaning against the counter of the bar stood Yoongi. The Min Yoongi. With a girl pressed against him, her hand sliding over his arm temptingly.

“The fuck?” you muttered, an incredulous look flashing across your face as you made your way off of the dancefloor.

You recognized the girl from one of the classes you had with Yoongi. You recalled the way she would eye-fuck him during the lectures. But what you don’t recall is this seething feeling of anger that pooled in your stomach as you watched her take a slow drink of her glass in a practiced move of seduction. Yoongi, who seemed to be aware of what she was trying to do, simply smirked down at her- the familiar curl of his lips being directed at another girl was the catalyst that had you trudging back to your booth where Jungkook and Jimin were currently doing body shots off of each other.

“_____!” Jungkook shouted, pulling his shirt down that still gleamed with sticky alcohol. Some of the nearby patrons pouted at the sight of his abs being covered prematurely.

“Hey, Jungkook…” you mumbled, giving him a weak smile as you slumped into the booth.

Your two friends gave each other confused looks as they sat down, eyeing you with concern before Jungkook spoke up again, his voice tinted in drunken worry, “uh oh, you’re using my government name- something happened. What is it?”

You sighed before gesturing to the bar where Yoongi was still conversing with the girl.

“That bitch!” Jungkook cursed once he caught sight of what you were pointing to.

“Kook!” Jimin scolded, even when tispy he was still the gentleman.

You chuckled half-heartedly at the two men before mumbling, “thanks, Kook. But it’s not her fault. Yoongi and I aren’t dating, he has a right to talk to her.”

Jimin’s hand reached out from across the table to hold yours, a soft look on his face before he spoke, “you could fix that, _____. From what I’ve seen it looks like you really like Yoongi. Why not just tell him that?”

You shrugged, “I already turned him down once, he’s probably tired of me by now.”

Jimin and Jungkook both display expressions of exasperation as you finish talking. With a roll of his eyes, Jungkook leans closer to you, his slightly slurred words don’t deter the firmness in his voice as he speaks, “_____, be for real. Yoongi likes you. Like really like you.”

“Yeah, trust us. From the outside looking in it’s pretty obvious despite how much you guys try to hide it.” Jimin says with a cross of his smooth arms.

You sigh as your friend’s words wash over you. Maybe they had a point? You couldn’t deny the way your heartbeat seemed to always increase whenever you spotted Yoongi around campus. Or the way you felt comfortable whenever you guys hung out outside of your sexual interactions. You cherished the time you’d spent in his dorm room, listening to the beats he’d made or ranting about your professors after class.

Truthfully, you enjoyed Yoongi’s company so much that it frightened you. If you were to try and have a serious relationship with Yoongi would it last? Could you guys be more than sex buddies? Could you open your heart even more for the man that had already made a home there?

You knew the answer to that question before you even stood up and made your way towards Yoongi and the girl at the bar, your friend's cheer blurring into the background as you approached.

With a steadying breath, you pressed yourself against the bar’s counter, your eyes glancing at Yoongi whose back was facing you. Your voice carried through the sea of noise that inhabited the bar as you addressed the bartender, “hi, could I get a shot of tequila? Chilled. Thank you.”

Your eyes sneakily glanced over to see Yoongi’s head tilt to the side subtly, as if he was trying to catch your voice before he turned his head to glance over his shoulder. At the sight of you, Yoongi’s bright eyes widened, almost imperceptibly, before he quickly steeled his expression to one of amusement and cockiness. You knew it was all a front, however, and cocked your head to the side with a small closed-lipped smile as you awaited for Yoongi to speak.

“_____, didn’t expect to see you here,” his smooth sultry voice floated over to you like an inviting cloud, threatening to consume your every sense if you let it.

“I could say the same to you. Friend of yours?” You nodded your head to the girl standing behind him, she eyed you haughtily but didn’t say anything. You did your best to keep both your expression and voice passive, letting the edges of your lips curl up in a mocking smirk.

Yoongi quickly glanced behind him before chuckling softly and moving aside to give the girl more room in the conversation, “yeah, I guess. She’s in our 1:30 lecture actually.”

You give the girl a simple small smile of acknowledgment before your eyes drifted to the shot the bartender had just delivered on a crisp napkin. As you lifted the acidic shot to your lips you heard Yoongi’s voice once again wash over you, “so… what’re you doing here?”

You shrugged and gestured to your table after swallowing the shot, “with Jimin and Jungkook. Just came out for some fun.”

“And are you having fun?”

“Mmh, not the kind of fun I want to be having.”

“What kind of ‘fun’ would that be?” Yoongi asked you, his head tilting slightly to the side as his eyes watched you, flaring with intrigue.

You shrugged, “the kind where my clothes are on your bedroom floor.” your voice was low and tempting as you responded, keeping your eyes hooded ad you looked up at Yoongi.

Were you flirting with Yoongi unabashedly in front of another girl? Yes. Was it wrong? Well, that all depended on the way you viewed the situation. You knew this girl had seen you and Yoongi a handful of times together outside of class. Hell, almost all your friends figured you were dating. She must have known that Yoongi was messing around with you so you assumed it was all fair game if she also decided to talk to Yoongi while knowing all of this.

You observed the way Yoongi’s eyes seemingly darkened in the already dim club, the look on his face was one of desire- a look of his you were familiar with. His eyes ran over you, caressing the curves of your body with his gaze. Before he could respond, however, the girl behind him roughly tapped his shoulder as a look of envy flashed over her face.

“Hello? Should I just leave?” she asked, a scowl covering her glossed lips as her eyes darted between you and Yoongi.

You smirked but refrained from saying anything, leaving Yoongi to split his attention between you and the girl. Fortunately, it didn’t seem to take the basketball player long to decide as he turned to face the girl and gave her an apologetic smile, “if you wouldn’t mind.”

A scandalized expression of offense flashed over the girl’s face that took all the strength within you not to laugh at. You weren’t expecting such a blunt response from Yoongi and it was clear she didn’t either as she narrowed her eyes at him before marching away into the dark club. You figured that was one less thing you had to worry about and quickly let yourself relax, your body releasing some of the tension it had been carrying.

“Whoa, don’t tell me you were just acting before?” You heard Yoongi’s voice chide you as a reluctant smile pulled at your lips.

“Calm down you’re not that special.”

“Is that why you stomped over here and passively told that girl to get the fuck away?”

That earned a laugh out of you, “I did not stomp, thank you.”

“Sure you didn’t.” Yoongi shook his head at you before glancing around the club, his narrow eyes scanning the venue slowly before a somewhat haggard sigh slipped from his lips. “Seriously, _____. Why’d you come over here?”

Your smile fell as you turned around to look at the club as well, the flashing lights were both hypnotic and distracting as you tried to piece together your scattered thoughts. There were a lot of different ways you could’ve answered that question, but all you really wanted to do was just be honest for once. You and Yoongi had been running circles around each other for a while now and while the chase was fun, there was always a sense of yearning that ebbed underneath the surface of your playful relationship. You were tired of having to fight against your emotions- convincing yourself that Yoongi only wanted a casual relationship and that you were content with that thought.

If you wanted this to work you had to be honest about your feelings and that all started with the steadying breath you took before finally answering Yoongi’s question, your voice tinted with a rare edge of vulnerability. “I missed you.”

Yoongi looked taken aback by your words, one of his eyebrows raising as he tilted his head at you, an incredulous crossing over his face. “You missed me? _____, what does that mean?”

“I-I missed you, Yoongi. Whenever you’re not around I’m always yearning for your presence.”

“Are you sure it's not a good fuck that you’re yearning for?”

The slight cut in Yoongi’s words shocked you but you did your best to remain calm, understanding why he’d be so apprehensive towards your confession after turning him down in the past. “I know we agreed to a casual relationship, Yoongi, but… when I saw you with that girl I… I got upset. And scared. Scared you’d leave me for a real relationship. For the relationship you tried to have with me but I was too stubborn to give us a chance.”

That seemed to make Yoongi pause, his once-guarded expression morphing into one of subdued shock as his brown eyes gazed into yours, his lips pulling into a tight line. A thick quiet settled between you as your confession hung tentatively in the air. Part of you wanted to reach out and take your confession back as unease crept into your skin, gnawing at your nerves. But the other part of you knew that the two of you needed this. You couldn’t keep this relationship if you weren’t willing to be honest with both yourself and Yoongi.

After another second of silence passed the sound of Yoongi’s voice finally reached your ears, “I knew you liked me.”

Looking up greeted you with the sight of the athlete with his signature smirk, the edges of his lips lifting in a teasing manner as his eyes glinted playfully at you from under the glossy lights of the club.

You shoved Yoongi’s shoulder as a certain relief flooded your senses, “you ass! You had me worried!”

Yoongi rolled his eyes, his lips still curled, “did you really think I was going to reject you?”

“I mean maybe! I did reject you plenty of times whenever you asked me out. I just figured you’d eventually get tired of me and give up.” You responded honestly, slight embarrassment etched into your skin as you spoke.

Yoongi, however, seemed amused by your words. He chuckled softly but the sound was covered by the large speakers in the club. He moved closer to you, his lips leaning close to the side of your face as his voice whispered to you, “give up? _____, I'm obsessed with you.”

“Then why were you talking to that girl?” you retorted, your eyes narrowing as you remember the way she touched Yoongi.

“I was literally just talking to her.” Yoongi chuckled, seemingly amused by the hint of jealousy torching your words, “and maybe trying to take my mind off of you since initially I was going to ask you to come with me when I visited you at the library.”

You quirked an eyebrow, “really?”

The man nodded, a somewhat vulnerable look flashing over his eyes as his lips pulled into a shallow frown, “yeah… when I tried to bring it up I choked. I wasn’t sure if you’d agree and I didn’t want to keep pushing you to go out with me so…”

You smiled. A giddy smile that was etched onto your lips. You hadn’t lost him yet. Before Yoongi could continue his ramblings your hands lifted up to grab the collar of his shirt and bring him close to you, your bodies pressing flush against each other as your lips hovered over his.

“I’m sorry it took me so long to realize how much I need you. Not as a fuck buddy but as more,” you whispered, and despite the club being full of people, your focus was solely on Yoongi and the feeling of his soft breath fanning across your lips.

Yoongi smiled, his pouty lips stretching into a full-fledged grin. Your eyes absorbed the image and stored it away in your head before you finally pressed your lips against his, your mouths slotted perfectly against one another- pushing and pulling in tandem.

It felt right.

You felt Yoongi’s hands snake around you, his grip pressing into the fabric of your dress as the heat from his hands seeped through your clothes and into your skin.

“_____, I know we just did the whole confession thing and shit but I really wanna fuck you right now,” Yoongi whispered hotly in your ear, a low groan accompanying his words when he felt your hand slide down his body to palm his dick through his pants.

“No one’s stopping you,” you mumbled against his lips, your own body thrumming with need.

As if you said the magic words, Yoongi quickly pulled away to grab your hand before you both left the bar, searching for a place to act on your desires.

You ended up finding yourself in the blocked-off VIP section that was a bit removed from the main club. Looking around it seemed like they were still renovating the place with wall coverings strapped to the ceiling and scattered furniture not yet set up.

“Are we allowed to be here?” you asked, your voice skeptical but your lips curling up in an amused smirk as your eyes looked over at Yoongi who had already made himself comfortable on a covered couch that lay abandoned in the room.

“Who cares? The only thing I’m focused on right now is what’s between your thighs.”

You felt your core clench at his words, aching- yearning for Yoongi to fulfill his promise of giving you the attention you’ve been feigning for. With a tempting tilt of your head, you made your way over to Yoongi, allowing him plenty of time to see the way your dress hugged your body, accentuating your curves and pulling at his heart that thumped faster with every step you took before you found yourself standing between his open legs.

“This seat’s not taken,” Yoongi said with a smirk as his hands stroked his thighs.

You rolled your eyes, “corny,” you mumbled before sliding onto his lap, your dress rising while Yoongi’s hands immediately went to cup your ass, squeezing at the soft muscle.

You were not in the mood for foreplay today and with the VIP section not being completely blocked off from the main room, you both knew that you could be caught at any time if you weren’t quick enough. So when your hands flew to unbutton Yoongi’s jeans he didn’t tease you for your impatience like he normally would- shit he was just as impatient, maybe even more once he felt your hand grasp around him, pulling out his throbbing cock that glistened with precum.

You sent him a quirked eyebrow and a knowing smirk at how excited he already was for you but remained quiet. A thick silence settled between you two, the only sounds passing out of either of your mouths were your mingled breaths as your thumb slid over his tip, letting the precum cover the pad of your fingertip. You brought your thumb up to your lip before letting your tongue poke out to swipe away the fluid, tasting Yoongi on your tongue.

A low groan fell from Yoongi’s lips as he watched you. He could not put up with your teasing right now and so he quickly slipped his hands under your ass before flipping your positions. You found yourself looking up at Yoongi who hovered over you with pure unbridled hunger lingering in his eyes.

“Fuck me, Yoongi…” you said softly, your voice breaking the silence between you.

Yoongi didn’t need further prodding before his hands shifted to your thighs, grasping onto them and pulling you flush against his body before his hands slipped to your core, hooking a finger on the side of your underwear and moving it to the side. He aligned himself with you, making sure you could feel his tip press against you.

The feeling of Yoongi’s hardened dick rubbing against you sent a soft moan through your lips, your eyes fluttering closed as you prepared yourself for the sensations that would soon envelop you.

Yoongi watched as your eyes closed before flicking down to your center, his eyes greedily took in the way his dick pressed against your warm entrance, he took a sharp breath to control himself before he slowly pushed into you. He watched the way you took him in, your tightness almost making him come as he managed to hold on and let you adjust to his length.

“Ready?” he huffed, the sight of you below him already taking him to the edge.

Before you could respond, however, Yoongi was already moving against you, his dick plowing into you as he quickly set a fast pace. Your less-than-private room forced Yoongi to have to try to get you there in a speedy time and so he fucked you hard and fast.

His hands gripped your thighs, his nails sinking into the soft skin while his dick ran against you, stroking your walls with every thrust and pulling out low and desperate moans from your lips. Your hands reached out for anything they could cling to, needing something to hold onto before you lost yourself in the man pushing and pulling against you.

Yoongi couldn’t do anything except watch you- watch the way your body squirmed and writhed underneath him. To feel you- feel the way you clenched around him, taking in more of his cock that was slicked with your wetness. To listen to you- letting the sounds of your moans spur him forward as he kept his quick pace, wanting to see the mounting pressure build between your thighs.

One of his hands left your thigh to grasp your breast that was spilling out from your dress with the way your body rocked against the couch beneath you. His warm fingers cupped and squeezed you, his fingers finding your brown nipple and toying with it which drawled out another shuddering moan from your lips. Minutes flew by with Yoongi moving against you, his dick drilling into you while you moaned from beneath him.

With how fast he was moving, it didn’t take long for you to feel your body begin to tense up, the feeling of your climax approaching making your hips buck up to meet Yoongi’s.

“Y-Yoongi…” you moaned loudly, the sound of the music from the club muffling your cries of pleasure.

“Come for me, _____. Give me the feeling of you clenched around me, taking me in as I fuck into you.” Yoongi’s voice was like a command, his tone low and stern.

You couldn’t do anything but adhere to his words as you felt your body begin to give in to the overwhelming sensations that coursed through your body, tightening every muscle within you before being broken down with every tremble that cascaded over you.

Yoongi was quick to follow after you, his own orgasm being brought on after seeing the pleasure that racked through you. He didn’t have a condom on him since he wasn’t planning on sleeping with anyone from the club if it wasn’t you but he knew you were on birth control pills since you mentioned it to him the last time you fucked.

So with one steady thrust, Yooni felt himself spill into you, the warmth of his seed filling you up as you milked him for everything he had. You watched as his head tilted back and eyes squeezed shut while a guttural moan slipped from his lips.

Yoongi’s chest heaved as he began to come down from his high, your breathing also started to become less erratic after your own orgasm. As you both started to come back to reality you stood up, your hands flying over your dress to try to look as presentable as you did before you came in.

“_____, you know you’re not fooling anyone right?” you heard Yoongi chuckle beside you, his voice a bit hoarse.

“Fuck you. You sweated out my hair,” you huffed, turning to face the basketball player with a mock glare as you crossed your arms.

“I’m sorry. I’ll pay for your hair to get done next time, alright?” he offered, his head tilting slightly as a small smirk crossed over his lips.

You rolled your eyes but acquiesced to his suggestion, “is that a perk of dating you?”

“That and many more.” Yoongi quipped back as he took a step closer to you, his hands finding a place on your hips.

You smiled as you let your own hands loosely hang from his shoulders, pulling him closer to you, “lucky me.”

“You might even be luckier if you leave this club with me tonight,” Yoongi’s hold on you tightened, telling you that you didn’t have much of a choice as he wasn’t planning on letting you go now that he’s finally caught you- officially.

You gave him a cheeky smile before you said lightly, “lead the way.”

With a smile and a quick press of his lips against your cheek, Yoongi’s hands slipped from your waist to interlock with your fingers. His grasp was warm and secure as he led the both of you out of the VIP section and through the throng of people, ushering the two of you out of the club and into a new world of possibilities and pleasures.

Morning Distractions (Leon x Reader)

•Notes•

Pairing: RE4 Leon x Reader

Genre: Established relationship, smut, fluff

Summary: Leon only has 15 minutes before he has to leave for work but he’s determined to please you before he goes.

Warnings: Top Leon, quickie, unprotected sex (use protection!), comfort sex, fingering (fem. receiving), pet names (‘baby’), penetration

WC: 3,108

A/N: God, another Leon one-shot! This man won’t leave me alone (I’m not complaining though tbh). I hope you enjoy domestic Leon comforting y/n, I definitely enjoyed writing it!

Enjoy!

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You clutched the vintage leather of Leon’s jacket deftly in your grip as you pleaded with him not to leave. You felt your fingers begin to ache with how much pressure it took to keep your boyfriend from going as you stopped him from exiting your shared bedroom, his frame caught in the middle of the doorframe as he looked back at you with an amused expression.

“Do you plan on doing that for the entirety of my 12-hour shift?” he asked with a slight chuckle, his voice low and soothing.

You gripped him tighter, “yes.”

You felt Leon shift to face you before he quickly tore your fingers off of his jacket, his hands encapsulating your wrists as he pulled you towards him. Your body followed his command without resistance, bumping against his strong torso as he looked down at you.

“Y’know I don’t want to leave either,” he whispered softly as his lips tried to appease you with a featherlight kiss on your cheek.

You simply huffed at the gesture, you were going to need a lot more than a peck on the cheek to let this man go. “Then stay,” you countered, your lips pulling down into a shallow frown.

Looking up at Leon left you with the sight of him smiling down at your antics. His eyes were warm as they captured your morning image of tangled hair, puffy eyes, and slightly raspy voice. He thought you were adorable, but he really needed to leave. Leon’s eyes briefly flicked away from your sullen expression to check the time on his watch. He had to go in the next 15 minutes or he’d get his ass chewed out again for being late.

“Baby… you know I can’t. I really have to go.” Leon stated, his voice soft yet firm as his eyes met yours once again.

You sighed as you sagged your body into your boyfriend’s firm one, his hands immediately wrapped around you protectively in his comforting embrace. You knew you were being a brat but you couldn’t help it. Every time Leon left for work he always came back worse than when he left. Just last week he came back with a large bruise on the side of his abdomen that he refused to tell you the origin of.

You knew he kept you out of his work for your own good so you wouldn’t worry about it but you couldn’t help but feel guilty every time you watched him kiss you goodbye before heading to work, knowing you were letting him leave only to come back hurt. You knew this was Leon’s job and that he was capable of handling whatever missions he received, but you still wanted to hold onto him for as long as you could before he left.

With your head resting on Leon’s chest you listened closely to his heartbeat that pumped rhythmically against your ear. You found the sound comfortingly. Finally, after a second you spoke up, your voice quiet, “will you at least let me make you breakfast before you go?”

“Baby-”

“I’ll be quick! I swear!” You reassured him, knowing that he was going to try to get out of you cooking for him.

A second of quiet stretched between you two before you heard Leon sigh from above you, his hand resting on top of your head and combing through your hair as he acquiesced, “okay ____, I’ll stay for you. But then I really have to leave, deal?”

You raised your head off of Leon’s chest to look up at him with a wide smile while nodding fervently, “deal!”

Not wanting to waste whatever time you had left with him, you quickly pulled away from your boyfriend before dashing past him and making your way to the kitchen which consisted of marble countertops and white wooden cabinets.

Leon watched as you made your way to the kitchen, a soft laugh escaping his lips as he followed behind you, his eyes never leaving you as you moved about the kitchen. You quickly pulled out your black metal griddle, a bowl, and a plate along with milk, eggs, sugar, vanilla extract, cinnamon, and bread.

“French toast?” Leon guessed as he took a seat in one of the bar stools that was settled in front of the island, a perfect spot for admiring you cook in front of him.

You hummed in response, a closed-lipped smile on your face as you began mixing all the ingredients in a bowl before pouring the batter onto a plate. Leon always loved your french toast and you hoped that this would hopefully make his upcoming grueling day at work a little better.

After letting the bread soak in the batter you quickly turned around and began placing the two pieces of bread on the griddle, cooking it on low heat so that it would fry evenly. Unbeknownst to you, when you turned around Leon couldn’t help but admire your body. You were still in your pajamas which consisted of a thin tank top paired with shorts that did little to cover what was underneath.

Leon shifted uncomfortably in his seat, the strain in his pants making its presence painfully known as he did his best to focus on the amazing breakfast you went out of your way to make for him and not on the thought of fucking you on these expensive counters.

“Leon?”

Your voice pulled the federal agent away from his distracting thoughts as he looked up to see you gazing back at him from over your shoulder, your eyebrows furrowed in concern. Shit, he didn’t want you worrying more about him than he knew you already were on a daily basis.

“Sorry _____, I just zoned out is all,” he stated as he slipped off of his seat before walking over to you, leaning against the counter as he watched you flip over the two pieces of bread.

“It’s alright, the food’s almost done.” You said with a small smile, still a bit on edge over Leon’s expression earlier when you turned to ask him if he wanted strawberries with his toast.

Your boyfriend saw that your mind was still focused on his distracted behavior earlier, he could see the flicker of concern that pooled in your eyes. He really didn’t want you to be stressed over this while he was away and figured the best way to convince you that he was indeed okay, was to show you exactly what had him so distracted.

With the idea firmly planted in his head, Leon took another quick glance at his watch to see that he had about 10 minutes left before he had to go. That would be plenty of time.

“Baby, stop worrying,” Leon said soothingly as he looked back down to see you plating the toast, your attention focused solely on the food in front of you.

He chuckled to himself at your intense concentration before moving behind you, his pelvis pressing against your ass as he leaned over your shoulder, his voice low as he mumbled into your ear, “I just got distracted by you.”

You momentarily froze when you felt Leon move behind you and press himself lightly against you. Despite him not applying a lot of pressure, you could feel the faint outline of his hard erection poking you. Paired with his whispered words, you had practically short-circuited. His voice caressed you and fanned over your neck before being overtaken by his soft lips that lightly pecked your heated skin just below your ear.

What was this man doing?

“L-Leon…” you huffed out after you felt Leon’s leather-gloved hands roam over your thighs and higher up your legs, resting on the waistband of your shorts.

“Yes?” You heard him mumble from behind you, his kisses on your neck coercing you to tilt your head to the side to allow him better access.

“You…you have work…” you tried to counter, doing your best to hold on to your rationality.

Leon chuckled softly against your skin, his body pressing against you even more than before as he speaks, “weren’t you the one trying to get me to stay just a minute ago?”

You sighed in frustration. Partly because Leon was using your words against you and partly because now you were extremely horny. You felt your core ignite in heat and desire, already feeling yourself getting wet just from Leon’s touch resting around your waist.

“I was, but-”

“But?” Leon’s hands began to slip off of your body as he took a step away from you, his voice was low and teasing, “should we just stop then?”

You rolled your eyes as you turned to face him. Your hands reached out to grab his leather jacket once again before forcing him closer to you as you speak, “nope. You don’t get to leave after teasing me like that.”

Leon flashed a wolfish grin at you, his eyes drinking you in, “we have 8 minutes.”

“Then what are you waiting for?” You asked with a devilish smile.

Your boyfriend didn’t even bother to respond as he simply crashed his lips upon yours, his tongue slipping out to taste yours as you moaned into the kiss. You felt his strong hands grab your ass, massaging the soft malleable muscle while pulling you harder against him.

You felt his boner even more clearly now as it rubbed against your thigh. As you kissed your hand traveled down to lightly grip Leon’s desire, eliciting a soft groan from his lips as he pulled away from the kiss.

You smiled up at him before glancing down at his watch to see that you guys had 6 minutes left now. You didn’t have time for the usual foreplay that the two of you liked to indulge in. You’d have to save that for later.

“Fuck me, Leon.” You said plainly.

Your boyfriend’s eyes widened slightly in surprise before a licentious smile crossed over his slightly puffy lips. He raised his thumb up to your lips, smearing the saliva covering your lips even more. “So needy,” he teased, but he was more than ready to fulfill his earlier fantasy.

Without any further pretense, Leon quickly gripped your ass and lifted you up on the cold island counter. You shivered as your thighs pressed flatly against the marble surface, but you barely had time to register the shock of the cold on your warm skin since Leon was already yanking your shorts and underwear down to your ankles until they inevitably fell on the wooden floor.

“‘So needy.’” You mocked at seeing the urgency in which Leon seemed to be in to fuck you.

“It’s you… I can’t help it.” your boyfriend stated with a slight chuckle, his lips curving upwards in a smirk as his icy-blue eyes took in your half-naked body.

His eyes dipped down to your heat. You were so ready for him, you didn’t even need to be warmed up but you didn’t complain when Leon’s index and middle finger briefly explored the folds of your core.

Your hands jumped up to grip his shoulders as you relished in the feeling of his fingers sliding through you before he slipped both of them in without warning. You gasped at the sudden intrusion before it was swallowed by Leon’s lips on yours. His fingers pushed deeper inside you as he kissed you, it was messy, hot, and passionate as you felt your hips try to push against Leon’s fingers, wanting him deeper inside you.

Before you could succeed in your attempt, however, Leon slipped his fingers out of you. You whined at the movement, “I was starting to get close.”

Leon laughed at the whine in your voice before leaning over to your ear and whispering softly, “not without me, baby.”

Your boyfriend then brought his fingers that had just been inside you up to your lips.

“Taste yourself, _____.”

You didn’t need any further convincing as you obliged his request, your tongue sliding over the two fingers Leon delicately placed in your mouth. You sucked all your juices off of his digits diligently while gazing up to catch Leon’s reaction who watched with wrapped attention, his eyes focused squarely on every roll and flick of your tongue across the pads of his fingers.

“Fuck…” you heard him moan softly after you popped your mouth off of his fingers.

You smiled smugly at the man in front of you, pleasing Leon was always a treat for you and if you had more time you’d have already been on your knees for him with him deep in your mouth. But unfortunately, a hesitant glance at his watch told you that you only had 4 minutes left.

“Did you still want to…?” You asked when you caught Leon’s attention who had also frowned when checking the time on his watch.

He nodded at your question, “yeah. You were close right?”

You frowned, “I was. But I know that’s not enough time to get you off.”

Your boyfriend smiled softly at your words as he brought his hand up to softly caress your cheek. He pecked a sweet kiss on your forehead as he spoke intimately into the little space that blocked the two of you, “I get off on your pleasure.”

You felt heat spread throughout your body as your heart seemed to explode with warmth at Leon’s sincere words. Still, you couldn’t help the nagging guilt that pulled at your thoughts, “are you sure, Leon?”

Leon simply smiled at your question, amused at how concerned you were about him climaxing. He answered you with the same small smile and warm tone, “I’m sure, _____. Now, will you please let me fuck you for the next 4 minutes?”

You chuckled at his question before nodding, granting him permission to completely wreck you with the short amount of allotted time you guys had. Leon’s smile widened when he saw you nod as he pressed one more short kiss to your lips before quickly pulling out his dick and pushing it inside you. His length and girth alone were enough to make you completely fall apart but you held yourself together as Leon pulled you closer to the edge of the counter so he could more easily push into you.

After giving you a second to adjust, Leon began moving inside you. Normally, he would gradually increase his pace when fucking you. Leon loved watching the pleasure slowly build inside you, he loved seeing how your moans would get louder with every thrust as he moves faster and faster against you. But, due to the limited time, he had to instead just fuck you hard and fast to get you to come.

His pace was ruthless and took you completely by surprise. It was rare for Leon to fuck you so brutally as he liked taking things slow. You knew that he was doing it so that you would climax in the next 4 minutes but at this rate you weren’t sure if you would even be able to last that long. You felt Leon’s dick run deeper and deeper inside you, hitting every spot with such velocity that you were helpless to try to stay coherent. All you could do was moan and cry out for him, your hands gripping his jacket while your head faced the ceiling with your eyes squeezed shut.

Leon watched you with amusement as he moved against you. The sounds you were making were incredibly sexy- almost enough to make him cum. His eyes darted to your neck before he leaned in and began nipping at the skin there. That was definitely going to leave some marks, but the pleasure coursing through you was too powerful for you to care.

You supposed you’d just have to wear a turtleneck to work today.

Leon continued sucking and biting on your neck as he fucked into you. The combination of pleasure and pain mixed with his incredibly fast pace had you coming in the next minute or so. Your body tensed as you announced to Leon that you were coming which he already knew but simply hummed in acknowledgment- not stopping any of his ministrations.

An intense feeling dominated all of your senses as you came, your body shaking and trembling at the magnitude of the pleasure ensnaring you in its intoxicating clutch. By the time the tendrils of your high began to slowly fade you were completely spent as your chest heaved up and down. Your dazed eyes blearily gazed over to see Leon pulling out of you, a sheen of sweat covering his clear skin.

“Are you okay?” you heard him ask as he began to gingerly put your clothes back on you.

You knew he most definitely had to leave now, but you appreciated that he still made sure you were in order before heading to work. “I’m fine… thank you, baby. That was…” your voice trailed off as you lifted your hand and directed Leon’s attention back to your face. You leaned forward and pecked his lips to which he reciprocated. “Will you be okay?” You asked after pulling back from the kiss.

Leon smiled softly at you as he spoke tenderly, “I’ll be fine, _____. As long as you’re okay.”

You listened to Leon and did your best to believe that he’d be fine despite not having an orgasm of his own. Your hands reached up and fixed his hair back in place as he continued speaking.

“Now. I really need to go. I’ll see you later, okay? Text me when you get to work.” Leon pressed a quick kiss to your cheek before helping you down from the counter and grabbing his bag and heading to the front door.

You watched him for a second before you remembered something, “wait!” you called out to him before rushing to the forgotten french toast. You quickly put it in a Ziploc bag before dashing over to the front door where Leon waited anxiously for you. “Your breakfast,” you said, handing the bag over to your boyfriend who took it with a wide smile.

“You’re the best,” he says before offering you one last kiss on the lips and heading out the door.

You watch his retreating back as he heads to his car. While you would definitely still worry about his well-being while he was away, you were excited to see him when he came back home. You already had some ideas on how to repay him for his efforts this morning and this time- you wouldn’t have any time restraints keeping you from pleasing the man that you loved.

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-Short and Sweet (one-shot)

•Pairing: Yoongi x Black Reader

•Genre: smut, college au

•Summary: You and Yoongi have been fuck buddies for a while now, but it seems like Yoongi might want more.

•Warnings: smut, oral (f. receiving & m. receiving), penetration w/o protection (use protection!), cursing, drinking, pet names (‘love’), slight toxicity

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- You’re 22 (one-shot)

•Pairing: Jung Hoseok x Black Reader

•Genre: strangers to lovers, one-night stand, hook-up, club au, smut

•Summary: You find yourself dancing with an attractive stranger at the club…

•Warnings: smut, swearing, unprotected sex (wear protection!)

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- All Mine (one-shot)

•Pairing: Kim Seokjin x Black Reader

•Genre: friends with benefits, college au, smut, enemies-to-lovers (slightly)

•Summary: With Kim Seokjin being the student body President your purely sexual relationship with him has to be on the DL, but what happens when it becomes more than sexual?

•Warnings: swearing, oral sex (f. Receiving), arguing, dirty talk, pet names

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-New Recruit (one-shot)

•Pairing: Miguel O'Hara Spider-Man ATSV x Reader

•Genre: smut, stranger-to-lovers (slightly)

•Summary: You’re the newest prospect for recruitment at Spider Society. Unfortunately for you, Miguel’s not a fan of your attitude and decides to put you in your place.

•Warnings: smut, oral (m. receiving), penetration w/o protection (use protection!), finishing inside, dom. Miguel, power dynamics (both are consenting though!), pet names ('good girl'), mild cursing

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-Morning Distractions (one-shot)

•Pairing: RE4 Leon Kennedy x Reader

•Genre: Established relationship, smut, fluff

•Summary: Leon only has 15 minutes before he has to leave for work but he’s determined to please you before he goes.

•Warnings: Top Leon, quickie, unprotected sex (use protection!), comfort sex, fingering (fem. receiving), pet names (‘baby’), penetration

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•Pairing: RE4 Leon Kennedy x Reader

•Genre: smut, stranger-to-lovers, workplace

•Summary: You work at a high-end spa called Exotic Luxuries where you’re assigned to take care of the alluring and mysterious Leon S. Kennedy. But late-night sessions can lead to more than just a regular massage…

•Warnings: slight cursing, no protection (use protecting!), workplace sex, riding, blowjobs, pet names (‘good girl’), dom. Leon, praise kink, slight nipple play

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Cut and Dry (Leon x Reader)

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Pairing: RE4 Leon x Reader

Summary: Leon comes home from a long and tiresome mission with a nasty wound that he tries to hide from you… keyword is try.

Genre: Established relationship, boyfriend Leon au, smut, hurt and comfort

Warnings: oral (f. receiving), fingering, praise, mentions and depictions of blood (but it’s really tame), swearing, hurt and comfort (it’s nothing serious though), pet names (‘baby’, ‘angel’)

WC: 3k-ish (I can’t remember the exact word count lmao)

A/N: I was debating on whether this could be considered a part 2 to my other domestic boyfriend Leon ff and right now I’m thinking fuck it— it can be considered a part 2 so if you read my other ff “Morning Distractions” I hope you enjoy this one! Also the two aren’t super connected so you can definitely read this one without having read the first one.

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Leon stumbled haphazardly out of his car as soon as he pulled up to the driveway, his heavy footsteps crunching against the hard gravel, interrupting the disgruntled quiet that settled over the early morning hours. He knew he needed to be quiet, not wanting to disrupt the neighbors as he stifled a grunt from escaping his lips, his gloved hand tightened over his side, the blood from the deep gnash slashed across his torso paying no mind to the pressure he tried to apply to stop the red liquid that stained his uniform. He had just come back from a mission and it was safe to say that it had been… arduous. He was honestly lucky that he didn’t sustain any other serious injuries besides the wound that was currently causing him severe amounts of pain.

“Fuck,” the man murmured under his labored breath as he leaned against the front doorframe, his body slumped and skin doused in a layer of sweat, coating him in its hard-earned glow.

Fumbling for his keys, his bloody gloved hands produced the jingling object, missing the lock a few times and cursing as a result until he finally managed to unlock the door. Practically tumbling into the foyer before his back met the cold surface of the door that closed behind him. Taking a quick assessment of the dark hallway, Leon sighed in relief when he didn’t see you waiting up for him like usual, figuring you were asleep due to the late hour. He didn’t need you seeing him like this– broken and fragile. As if you didn’t worry about him already, Leon knew this would only heighten your concerns and the last thing he wanted was for you to worry about his wellbeing when he knew you had your own shit you were dealing with.

Pushing himself off the door, Leon bit back a groan, the searing stab wound in his side alarming him of its pertinence as he trudged his way over to the pantry where he kept his emergency supplies. Grabbing a first aid kit he managed to stumble over to the couch right as his vision began to blur.

“Shit… I need to hurry up…” he thought to himself as he stripped himself of his shirt, tossing it to the side along with his dirty leather gloves. He sighed as the cool air-conditioned breeze rushing out from the vents hit his heated skin, the sweat drying unlike his wound as more blood gushed through.

Leon did his best to stop the bleeding, he was used to tending to his injuries so what was one more, right? He did his best to calm himself, his eyes periodically glancing up at the staircase to make sure you hadn’t heard him before glancing down at his wound, he hurriedly poured out a stream of rubbing alcohol onto a wipe before bracing himself, knowing the sting he was about to feel would be even more painful than the actual injury itself. And just as he predicted, when he pressed the wipe firmly against his side a strangled groan escaped his lips that he desperately tried to cover, his eyes squeezing closed tightly as he did his best to take deep and even breaths.

Unbeknownst to him, up in your shared bedroom, you stirred, sitting up slowly to glance at the clock on your nightstand before your eyes widened in alarm. You had fallen asleep waiting for Leon and if the sound that emanated from downstairs was any indication– Leon had just come home from his mission. You slip out from under the covers, grabbing a robe when the cool air meets your warm skin. With light steps, you quickly yet quietly made your descent down the stairs, your eyes immediately finding Leon slumped on the couch. It only takes you a second to take in the scene before you, noting the red cloth pressed against his side that you knew was white before.

“Leon? Oh my god…” you mutter, your tone laced with shock and concern as you hurry over to your boyfriend, sitting gingerly beside him while your eyes quickly assess his body, searching for any other ailments before zeroing in on his wound.

Upon hearing your voice break through his strained breathing, Leon’s eyes flew open, sitting up before grunting and falling back on the couch. “Baby– what’re you doing up? You should be sleeping–” he tried to soothe you, his voice taking on a calming lilt despite the obvious pain he was in, trying to mask it behind a weak smile that gave way to a grimace as his hand tightened around the wound.

“Leon–what happened?” you ask, immediately getting to work on fixing your man up. You had been with Leon long enough to know what to do in these situations, your hands finding the proper materials you’d use to stitch him back up, knowing his pride kept him from going to a hospital.

Leon shrugs off your question, attempting to stop your hands that tried moving towards his wound, “babe, I’m fine. Go to sleep.”

“You’re not fine. Stop acting all hard and let me take care of you,” your voice was firm, leaving no room for the man to argue with you as he sighed before relenting, laying back on the couch as his expression tensed, visible discomfort flooding his tired blue eyes.

He knew you loved him and that you took no issue with tending to his injuries, but every time you did he couldn’t help but feel like he was hurting you, having you constantly see the unheroic sides of his job that left him torn and dirty, bleeding over the new couch you guys had just bought. But he didn’t attempt to stop you again, simply letting a tense silence form between you as he watched you concentrate on cleaning up the wound after successfully stopping the bleeding for now. After a minute, he finally spoke, his voice low and quiet in the early dawn of the morning, “sorry about the couch…”

Your eyes flicked up to meet Leon’s when you heard his mumbled words, your hands picking out more medical materials from the kit, preparing to perform a brief suture on Leon. When you first assessed the wound you noted that it was deep but luckily not too severe, allowing you to patch him up now, at least until you forced him to visit the doctor later in the morning. “I don’t care about the couch, Leon…” you finally reply as you prepare to give Leon a few stitches.

“Yeah, but… you were so excited to pick it out and now–” Leon’s words are cut off when you first puncture his skin. He hisses sharply, his muscles tensing for a moment before relaxing, knowing he needs to be still in order for you to continue doing your job.

“And now it’s covered in blood. Your blood from the wound you weren’t going to tell me about.” Your words were clipped, the slight anger you felt at Leon trying to hide something like this from you rising now that you knew he was going to be alright. Your eyes didn’t meet Leon’s as your hands quickly began sewing Leon up, his skin coming together under your ministrations as the area surrounding the wound was dusted in a light red tint, the skin agitated yet prepared to begin healing as you finished up the last stitch.

Leon sighs as you begin to pack up the materials, noticing how you practically throw the needles and rubbing alcohol into the kit before quickly wrapping up his wound in a thick layer of gauze. He knew you were upset with him, you always were when he tried hiding his injuries. Wanting to alleviate your anger he slowly sat up, grunting a bit at the pain from the sudden movement which earned him a glare from you. He internally cursed in his head, knowing he wasn’t making a good case for himself already as he tried to find the right words to say to ease your mind.

“I’m sorry, ____. Really… I know you want to be there for me, but I can’t help but feel… ashamed whenever you see me like this,” running a rough hand through his hair, Leon sighed heavily, his chest rising and falling as his breath evened out, his mind clearing up from the pain due to your help.

“Ashamed? Leon, I’m your girlfriend, not your colleague. You shouldn’t be ashamed to let me see you when you need help.” You reply, your expression softening for a moment as you turn to look at Leon better, the little light emanating from the lamp in the corner of the room casting half of his body in a warm glow, his skin regaining some of its color from the sickly pale tint it once had. You lift your hand to lightly brush along the side of Leon’s cheek and he leans into your touch, finding it a beacon of comfort after the horrors he had seen the night before. Despite your frustration, you couldn’t help the wave of dejection you felt, realizing how little Leon trusted you concerning his wellbeing and your capabilities to support him through his vulnerable moments, “I love you and you know that. I’ll always be here for you no matter what, but I can’t help unless you trust that I can.” Your tone was quieter this time, subdued in the levels of desolation you felt course through you.

Leon’s eyes widened a bit as he took in your words, his gaze catching onto the way your gaze pooled with a certain sadness and concern he hadn’t quite realized you carried for him. “Babe, I… I do trust you. With my life, but I still don’t want to have to put you through seeing me like this– you deserve someone strong to protect and secure you.”

“Yeah, but what you’re not getting is that I should be allowed to do the same thing for you.” Your reply stings deeper than any cut or stab wound Leon could’ve received. With a somber look, you press a quick kiss to Leon’s cheek before standing up and making your way back upstairs, the lingering tension of your conversation hanging over him as he watched you disappear upstairs, leaving his wound fixed but mind a mess.

“Damn it, Leon…” he muttered under his breath, his head hanging low while his hand rubbed the back of his neck. He hadn’t realized the depth of your feelings for him, the unwavering love you harbored for him that he practically pushed away to maintain his pride.

He knew he needed to fix this, to show you that he trusted and loved you in the same way that you did, he couldn’t just leave it like this, leave you alone in your bedroom questioning his feelings for you. No– he couldn’t have that. With determination pushing away his regret, he managed to stand, the wound still emanating a dull pain but it wasn’t enough to keep him from making his way to the stairs. While it took him longer than he liked, he managed to make his way upstairs, quietly heading towards your shared bedroom and finding your back facing him.

His eyes briefly flicked over to the sun slowly beginning to rise over the horizon, painting the once pitch-black sky into a mirage of oranges and pinks that blended into a light blue. He sighed at the sight before turning back to you, his expression softening as he observed you for a moment longer before making his way over to the bed. Making sure to avoid putting pressure on his wound, he slipped under the covers next to you before his heavy arms reached out to gently wrap around your waist, bringing you closer to him as his toned chest met your back, his breath skating down your neck as he took in your natural scent, the smell intoxicating him. After thoroughly taking in your presence and how nicely your body fit against his, he began to talk, his voice low and quiet in the small space between you.

“Baby? I don’t know if you’re awake and if you’re not I have no problem repeating this, but if you are listening I want you to know how much you mean to me,” he began, pausing for a moment as he figured out the rest of the words he wanted to say that perfectly encompassed how he felt, “I love you so much… you’re my everything, I swear. I know you care for me and I guess… I guess I was scared that if you saw how fucked up my job really was and the amount of times I end up getting my ass kicked you’d end up leaving… that it would be too much for you to handle and I shouldn’t have assumed that. I thought I was protecting you, but I realize I was only pushing you away.” Leon had more to say, but he stopped when he saw you shift before turning to face him.

He smiled softly when he saw your face, his hand leaving your waist to brush along the curve of your cheek, his touch delicate yet warm as his eyes bored into yours. You had been awake the whole time and while you wished he told you about his injury earlier, you could understand why he felt like he needed to hide it. Your own eyes flicked over his face, taking in the way the early morning light perfectly highlighted his features– his sharp nose, angular jaw, and clear blue eyes that met yours, clear affection and vulnerability in his gaze as the sincerity of his words washed over you.

After a moment of staring, you finally spoke up, your voice quiet yet lighter now, “thank you, Leon. I love you too and I’ll always be here to support you… just promise me that you’ll be more open with me the next time you get injured, okay?”

Leon nods, his pink lips immediately widening in a bright smile. His hand cups your cheek before he leans forward, his lips brushing against yours as he murmurs, “I promise. I’ll tell you everything from now on,” with that submission he deepens the kiss, his lips pressing more firmly against yours as his tongue runs along the curve of your bottom lip, leaving you breathless when he pulls away.

Instead of the affectionate loving smile that once graced his lips, when he breaks the kiss, you note the sudden heat pooling in his gaze, his smile turning into a sensual curl of his lips while his thumb left your cheek to brush along your bottom lip that his tongue just tasted, “god, I missed you…” he murmurs, his eyes taking you in as if you were the world’s most fascinating piece of art, “do you mind if I finish my apology?”

You quirk an eyebrow at the sudden question as you do your best to not show how much his touch has gotten to you, your legs shifting conspicuously under the covers to quell the growing ache you felt between them. “Finish?” You ask, wondering what Leon was referring to.

With a devilish smile, Leon suddenly moves below the covers as you feel him shift, his hands lightly caressing your legs before finding your plush thighs. With a gentle push, he parts your legs and settles between them. Immediately your mind understands what he meant as you begin to protest, your eyes widening as you quickly lift the covers to look at Leon. His gaze meets yours as he gives you an endearing smile, his slender fingers tracing along your inner thigh. “Leon– no, you shouldn’t be doing this. Your injury…”

“I’ll be fine, I’m just gonna show you how much I love you by eating you out, okay? Now relax for me, babe, and let me please you,” without another word, you watch as Leon’s fingers move up to the edge of your underwear, a damp spot already making itself known which earns a smirk out of Leon as his fingers brush over the area, probing lightly against your entrance before moving up to brush against your covered clit, earning a quiet groan out of you as you debate on letting this happen.

All resolve to push him away, however, dissolves when you feel his tongue flick against your underwear, tasting your arousal as the barrier of thin fabric adds another sensation of pleasure to the erotic scene. Your eyes almost go out of focus as your hand holding up the cover trembles a bit, your thighs spreading further apart on their own accord to give Leon more access to you, a silent plea for him to continue which he gladly does with a shit-eating smirk on his lips. His hands quickly tug off your underwear, tossing them somewhere under the covers before his eyes take in the sight before him.

“So beautiful…” he murmured as he took in your wet folds, his intense gaze was enough to have your heart racing against your chest, desire and anticipation making an impatiently intoxicating mix as your teeth captured your bottom lip. With one final glance up at you, Leon lowered his head before he rested between your legs, his tongue sliding out and immediately finding your sensitive bud of nerves.

He started slow at first, wanting to build up your pleasure as the tip of his tongue slowly swirled around your clit, switching between gentle flicks and swipes to his lips sucking against the bud. The sensation elicits a moan from your lips as your hand drops the covers, too consumed with the pleasure of Leon’s tongue against you to bother keeping it up. Instead, your head falls back on the plush pillow below you, your hips lifting slightly to better meet Leon’s mouth.

He hums in appreciation for your urgent need to feel more of him, the sensation vibrating against your pussy as his tongue continued to flick against your clit before finally moving on, giving the sensitive nerve a break as his tongue finds your entrance. Without much warning, his tongue slides inside you, lapping up your arousal and tasting you, causing him to moan softly against you, enjoying not only the way you tasted but the way your body reacted to his touch.

His hands reached up to grasp your hips, steadying them against his mouth, not wanting you to escape the pleasurable torment he was bestowing upon you as more moans tumbled from your plush lips, your back beginning to arch while your nails dug into the sheets. You were endowed in blissful surrender, your every squirm and whimper belonging to him as he pleased you to no end, wanting to display his devotion and care for you. Moving away from your entrance, his tongue returned to your clit, flicking against the bud while one of his hands moved away from your hip to your entrance, brushing along it before slipping two fingers inside, your walls clench at the intrusion as his digits probed deep inside you, the wet sound of your pussy mixing with your moans that grew louder with every thrust of his fingers inside you.

You could feel the coil of tension in between your legs begin to tighten, the tension in your body building as you squirmed under Leon’s touch, the double stimulation of his fingers and tongue sending you over the edge as your eyes fluttered closed and thighs threatened to close the closer you to got to your orgasm.

“Hold still, baby… almost there, you’re doing so well for me…” you heard Leon’s low voice rumble from under the covers, you missed the smirk he had on his face, too busy trying to grapple with your incoming climax that had you crying out to Leon. His hand that wasn’t fucking into you held down your hips, stopping you from moving away or closing your legs, sliding down to hold your thighs apart. He was determined to make you cum, he wanted to taste you over his tongue, to know he did a good job for you.

“L-Leon–ah! God– I-I’m close–!” You manage to sputter out seconds before your muscles seize, your body stiffening before finally the coil snaps and a blinding light overtakes you, your figure shudders and trembles against Leon who doesn’t let up even with your warning. He simply redoubles his efforts, wanting to bring you over the edge with an intensity that matches his affection for you. His lips continued to suckle against your clit, his fingers plunging in and out of you as your orgasm washes over you. He loves the feel of you shaking against him, pride swelling in his heart at making you feel as loved and cared for as he felt around you.

When you finally begin to calm down from your high, Leon takes a second to clean you up, his tongue collecting your essence dutifully before he finds your underwear somewhere under the sheets and slides them gingerly back over you. Finally, he rises from the covers, his body hovering over yours as he stares deeply into your eyes, leaning down he presses a searing kiss to your lips, allowing you to taste yourself before pulling away with a soft smile on his lips. “So do you accept my apology?”

You chuckle when you hear his question, your hands lifting to wrap around him, resting along the back of his neck as your fingers lightly brushed along his smooth skin. “Yes, I accept and forgive you, babe. I love you…” your words are sincere and intimate, matching the peaceful atmosphere that settled between you as Leon gazed down at you, a tender gleam in his eyes.

“I love you too, angel. And I thank you for all that you do for me…” he murmured, his tone open and honest for you to see. As he dropped another lingering kiss against your lips he couldn’t help but settle in next to you, holding you close as you both embraced one another in the tranquility of your room, the sun rising as you both prepared for a restful sleep, uncaring if the world outside was beginning to wake up as you two held one another, content to slip into your sanctuary of love and security.

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This looks so cool!!

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