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I love him. So so much.
The King's Gambit: a 95 line collab (Masterlist)
Playing the king's game is risky business, there’s just too many risks — but the reward for winning is sweeter than any mousse au chocolat. It’s why three brothers sit atop Seoul with their crooked crowns and broken chess pieces; they loved playing the game because they always won, getting one step closer to ruling the world. But when Cupid comes knocking on their doors, the empires they built threaten to crumble as they fight to protect what’s hidden and salvage what’s missing.
(hidden: their life behind closed doors. salvage: the love they create)
These three fics are closely intertwined and should be read in the following order. Although they can be read on their own, we highly encourage you to read all three fics to get a full picture of the world we’ve built for Joshua, Jeonghan, and Seungcheol, as each fic contains important context that the others may be missing.
Series Rating: R for graphic descriptions of sex, violence, death, and other adult themes.
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The King's Gambit: Contracts by onlymingyus Patreon Teaser • Teaser 1
Joshua Hong, rich CEO of Hong Investments, lives his life by his schedule and contracts including the women who find themselves in his bed. When you find yourself in his world you find out there is more than just meetings, money, and expensive champagne but secrets, sex, and lies.
The King's Gambit: Bound by @duhnova Teaser 1
Money never came easy for Jeonghan, so when he finally built an empire that’s just his own he’ll do anything to protect it. But when you come into his life it’s like it’s all flipped upside down as he learns you’re more precious to him than the eleven digit number in his bank account.
The King's Gambit: en Passant by @onlyhuis Teaser
Millionaire CEO Choi Seungcheol has never relied on anybody: not his parents, not his friends, no one. The only person that’s gotten him through life is himself and the power his name holds. But even now, with everything he could ever want at his fingertips, his life lacks purpose… until he meets you.
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I’m so glad you like them!! Is now a good time to mention I have like 5 other designs in progress (and a pinterest board with over 500 pins 😭😭😭)
I'll make a longer post explaining my thought process + the other ideas I have sometime tomorrow. When I’m done, I’d love to poll people’s favourites to see which should become the final cover! Should I finish the other mock-ups, or is 6 already an obscene number of options???
Cover Design Mock-Ups for my fan-binding project of 'this story that we found ourselves in' by the incomparable @eskawrites
Photo and artist credit for covers 4-6 under the cut.
4. Painting - Alyssa Monks - Morning After II (2014) (https://www.alyssamonks.com/2010-2014/)
5. Photograph - Elsa Boscarello Photography (https://www.elsaboscarello.com/blog/laketahoeproposal)
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Louis wakes up early. He brushes his teeth and can only stomach a piece of toast for breakfast, dressing quickly and heading for the car.
He pulls into the parking lot of the Department of Dominance and Submission just as they’re unlocking the doors. It takes him all of an hour in the uncomfortable chairs to fill out the paperwork to the best and most accurate of his ability, handing it over to the receptionist as soon as he’s finished and wiping his sweaty palms on his business trousers.
There’s a high chance that within ten to fifteen business days, Louis will be matched with a dominant.
Shit.
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written for the @bottomlouisficfest 2020 with lovely visuals by @tomlinvelvetfics !
I doubt there's much overlap between the stranger things fandom and the magnus archives but frankly, i dont think there's enough horror in stranger things. Which is surprising when you consider the source material. So i've been having Thoughts about the Fears and their avatars.
I'm turning everyone into monsters, is what I'm saying.
Steve would be a perfect candidate for avatar of the Corruption. He achingly wants to be loved. He needs to be Loved. He's been so alone for so long and he just wants someone to stay, so of course the Corruption would welcome him to its domain. The insect thing doesn't work for him though. Or at least I couldn't think of any insect that would mesh well with his whole thing.
Then I remembered that Robin is terrified of rabies, and there isn't a Steve without a Robin, who is also someone who desperately wants to be loved for who she is. Obviously their connection to Filth wouldn't lie with insects. They'd be disease. So Corruption avatars Steve&Robin (always always Steve&Robin) would have fever bright eyes, skin damp with sweat, cheeks somehow both flushed and sallow, and lips cracked dry and red. They're always in contact somehow: leaning against one another, standing with arms pressed close, pinkies hooked together. Constant contact. When they're still for long enough, their skin starts to ooze and meld so they could be closerclosertogether.
Things get truly horrifying, however, if they're ever forced apart. They become rabid things, violently agitated and foaming at the mouth. They infect anybody who gets in their way. It's a horrible way to die, burning with fever, fear, and confusion as skin and muscles spasm hard enough slough off bones. Anyone who dares stand between them doesn't live for long.
Steve&Robin have their own collection of statements at the Usher Foundation. In fact, Hawkins, Indiana is of great interest for the Usher Foundation because of the number of avatars present in such a small population. Because you have Steve&Robin collecting fear for the Corruption, but there is also Nancy who is a prolific avatar of the Hunt.
When the Usher Foundation first started studying Hawkins, they had Nancy pegged for Beholding. They had, in fact, been preparing to recruit her after she graduated. But hers was not a need to Know; she was never content to simply Watch. She needed to track down leads, she needed the chase. The Usher Foundation knew they lost her completely when she discovered the use of guns. She Hunted criminals and monsters now to help rid the world of evil. Or so she tells herself, even when the story she finds doesn't always paint her victims as monstrous as she wants others to believe.
Then there's Eddie. Eddie Munson grew up knowing people would hurt him for the crime of existing, given half the chance. Poor terrified Eddie, always running, because deep down he knew he was destined for a cruel and painful death. There was no escaping it no matter how fast he ran or how often he hid, the End was waiting for him.
When his time finally came, he was out of his mind with fear because he didn't want to die oh god please not yet, pleaseplease he doesn't want to die. It was such pure delicious Fear that the End made an offer and Eddie grabbed it with both hands in a white-knuckled grip. He's not a murderer; he doesn't have to be because everyone dies regardless, and the End is patient. But he's always there with the End's victims. He's the last thing they see - eyes black as the emptiness of death and a bone white smile - and the last thing they hear is his summation of their pathetic, meaningless lives and the endless emptiness that will follow. Every narration finishes with the gleeful proclamation of "and so Ends the life of..." And it's always gleeful because though Eddie's's destined for the End as much as anyone else, his is not today.
(We could probably include some steddie here; I'm sure some of Steve&Robin's victims were more afraid of the End than the Corruption so Eddie would show up whenever Steve&Robin were on a rampage. Steve likes to listen Eddie narrate the gruesome deaths. He liked it even more when Eddie was done and he would let Steve reel him close.
Eddie, Steve would rasp, ravenous for him, love me. Eddie, love me, lovemeloveme and Eddie would let him press skin to moist hot skin, dry lips chafing against Eddie's cool wet mouth. Eddie would say, yes Steve, always, love you. Steve would press in harder, trying to fuse them into one, more Eddie please please love me more. Eddie would reply with equally hungry fervor every time, yes yes, love you with all of me, i love you just you. God, but Steve reveled in it; it almost filled the starving, bottomless pit of his sickly pounding heart.
Eddie loved it when Steve got clingy. The sheer physicality of his need tethered Eddie against the constant terror the lingered in the edges of his mind where the shadow of the End haunted him. Eddie poured his adoration out through a whispered soliloquy into Steve's ear, detailing how the Corruption was slowly killing him, how he would die from it but that Robin would die with him, they'd leave the world together, and Eddie would be at his side, hands sinking into his spongy, diseased flesh as he held Steve in his final hours. Steve let out the softest, sated sigh every time Eddie did this.
Eddie hopes that when the End finally claims him, it would be through Steve's rotting kiss; a terrible death, he knew, but what bliss it would be to let the affliction of Steve consume him entirely).
Around the same time Eddie reached his awakening, Chrissy Cunningham heard the siren call of the Flesh. It was fascinating, the way she manifested as avatar. She hated her body, was disgusted by it, and this was reinforced my her mother. No matter how little she ate or how often she purged herself, it was never enough until one day she discovered that her hands burned like stomach acid when she touched her body. And like acid, she could suddenly melt and pull her skin like taffy. It hurt, it burned like nothing else she's ever felt but she could finally make her body as skinny and insubstantial as her mother and the rest of the world always wanted it to be.
Her very first victim was her mother. She dug her hands deep into the belly of the woman her birthed her into an imperfect being, and shifted and molded the flesh until she was just as beautiful as she forced Chrissy to be. She threw the extra unnecessary pounds of organs and fat and splintered bone in a heap to the side. She would find use for it later, as more and more victims were drawn to her and her promises to help them find the body they always wanted.
She took joy in the screams of agony she inspired every time she helped someone through a transformation. And once she started pulling someone apart, she never stopped, no matter how much they begged for mercy, until her masterpiece was complete. Because she knows she can make them more gruesomely beautiful and that's worth all the pain they'll feel for the rest of their existence.
In this world, Jonathan never meets Argyle. He was never going to meet Argyle because the fog of the Lonely seeped into his lungs and mind when he was young and never left. His was a curious case, according to the researchers at the Usher Foundation. There was really no reason for the Lonely to have called to him. Yes, he had a verbally abusive father but his mother's love and protective dedication paired with his love for his little brother should've been enough to ward him against it.
Instead, he actively sought solitude from his peers; he would take pictures of them from afar, relishing their distance. The Usher Foundation got some of his photos and noticed that somehow they always depicted the subject slightly blurred and completely alone no matter if they'd been in the middle of a crowd when the picture was taken. He'd send the photos to their subjects sometimes. It had an intriguing effect. The subjects became hyperaware of how Lonely existence truly was. The photos of them became clearer the longer they stared into them; and the sharper their images became, the more the victims faded from existence until finally only a photo of a nameless forgotten person remained.
Jonathan's love for his brother manifested in teaching him how to be Alone, encouraging a pursuit of solitary entertainments like painting. Will's paintings soon became nothing but empty landscapes. Will would wander quiet and unseen to galleries to put them up where people could see them. A specific type of person would be drawn to them. They'd come back to them over and over until they were trapped in those dreary landscapes, doomed to never see another person; to be utterly Forsaken forevermore.
The Usher Foundation is eager to see if the Byers Brothers would become the American equivalent of the Lukas family. Or perhaps the Sinclair siblings would build a family empire to the Web. The younger one, Erica, had a need for control that surpassed anyone her age. She somehow always managed to get her way no matter what situation she found herself in. Meanwhile her brother seemed happy to let others take the lead. He always complied to his sister's commands eventually, though he chafed against her bossy bratty behavior.
He much more happily complied to the demands of one Max Mayfield. They were an odd combination, and were being closely watched by the Usher Foundation to figure out how they worked. Max spent her whole life afraid of the nonsensical violence posed by her stepfather and stepbrother. She was afraid of how they hurt her mother, of how she specifically was targeted by her stepbrother. But then her stepbrother redirected his violence to Lucas Sinclair and Max snapped. Baying for blood, she had taken her skateboard and beat her stepbrother to death.
The Slaughter was not picky when it came to violent murders, so it was confusing that she didn't immediately turn to make Lucas suffer the same fate. Instead she had taken her stepbrother's car and driven back home, where she then took the tire iron and beat both her stepfather and mother until they were nothing but bloody masses of pulp. The Web-touched Sinclairs were able to shift attention and blame so Max got away with it with none the wiser. The Web and Slaughter were nearly opposite sides of the Fear spectrum, and their avatars were never seen together. Yet the Sinclairs and Mayfield were inseparable from that day forward.
Finally there was Dustin Henderson, but the Foundation wasn't worried about him. His thirst for Knowledge has already put many lives at risk on multiple occasions, and not once has he felt any regret afterwards. He always got the Knowledge he wanted, after all. He was of the Eye, through and through. The Usher Foundation already has a scholarship and internship in reserve for him when he graduates high school.
a full fledged fic (well, a WIP technically) is being posted on ao3 here
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when the vincenzo theme played and song joong ki got out of that elevator.
but also this is so unserious SLKDJFKLSFJLKSJF
I. LOVE. HIM. HE’S. SO. CUTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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⊹₊ ⋆ “i just can’t wait for love to destroy us,”
TAGS — face-sitting, cunnilingus, drama uh-oh, creampie, raw sex, soft soft soft, baby shoppingg, hani’s mom cameo, jk is mistaken for ur dad, pregnant sex, praising, dirty talk, SMUT, merry christmass
WORD COUNT — 3.1 k
"What are we going to do when the baby comes?" You softly ask, tilting your head back to look up at Jungkook.
That was a question you frequently thought about given the (high) possibility the baby could inherit most of Jungkook's features. You were terrified of the thought as this wasn't a simple little secret or a white lie you could ever come back from. Jungkook wasn't exactly worried about this at all and he urged you to do the same.
Jungkook spent these past months pampering you and making sure you were stress free after you slowly started showing more and more. According to Hani, she could see the "pregnancy glow" and often teasing you about how your baby daddy spoiled you. Jungkook indeed did spoil you a lot, wanting nothing but the best for you and the baby.
"Depends on what you're asking me about," Jungkook calmly replies, hand splayed over your belly protectively, "are you talking about Hani love?"
You nod slowly and slip your hand over his own, "Yeah.. there's only two months left before the little one comes. What are we going to tell her if she asks? I can't just lie to her in her face when the baby comes out looking like you." You poke his little mole under his bottom lip and giggle.
Jungkook chuckles quietly as he pecks your fingertip, "You shouldn't be worrying about that right now, you know I'll take care of it all baby." He nuzzles into your shoulder and lays soft kisses on it, "Do you really think the baby will get my little moles?" He smiles fondly, "I want our baby to have your eyes," he coos, "imagine we have a baby girl? She'd look so pretty, just like you."
"Stop," you chuckled softly, "what makes you think we're gonna have a girl? We could possibly have a boy."
Jungkook groans, "Let a man dream sweetheart." He lays his head on your shoulder and relaxes into the couch.
You cup his cheek and smooch it over and over again, laying soft kisses around his jawline and then his soft lips. "I do hope the baby gets your eyes." You gently stroke his cheek, "And maybe your nose, and your cute little mole-"
Jungkook makes a noise as he tries to evade your little grabs, "I get it, you want a mini-me." He laughs shaking his head, "We'll just have to wait and see how it goes with the baby then love," he rubs your tummy once again, "only two months."
"Two months." You softly repeat with a happy little smile on your face.
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"Your dad and y/n are awfully close aren't they?" Hani's mother murmurs under her breath as she side-eyes her daughter, "You don't find this weird at all? Personally I think it's highly inappropriate he even let her move in, she's a sweet girl and all but it's inappropriate!"
Hani rolls her eyes in annoyance, "Mom, I don't think you have any room to talk. Last time I checked you and dad are divorced and dad can do whatever he wants with his house, Plus y/n is going through a hard time right now and this pregnancy isn't helping either okay?"
"Wait, wait, wait," she looks at Hani in alarm, "she's pregnant?"
Hani nods slowly as she makes a face at her, "Yeahhh? And what about it?"
"Don't you think it's weird? He treats her... so weirdly like, what business does he have taking her out shopping for cribs and baby stuff? Doesn't she have her baby father for that? Jungkook seems to be at her beck and call, everywhere that girl is at he's there.. I don't want to say what I'm thinking.."
Hani pauses in her movements, staring at the empty sink as she mindlessly scrubs the cup in her hand. Her mother's words sink in slowly, if she did think about it Jungkook did show a lot of interest in y/n's pregnancy, but that could be anything. Her father was a good man, and y/n would never.
"You're just imagining it, dad is looking out for her and y/n just needs help. Do you expect a pregnant girl to bring home a crib by herself?" Hani mutters, trying not to let her anger show.
"If I were you, I'd keep an eye out for them two. God only knows what perversions that man and girl are up to."
Hani's left thinking the whole afternoon after that.
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"You think we should get this crib? It doesn't look that hard to build and it's pretty cute. You can decorate it when the baby is here." Jungkook says as he points out this simple little white crib sitting on the display.
You were off down the aisle just looking at the different baby monitors in stock, wondering if you would even need one. Maybe. "Baby." Jungkook calls out to you once more, "Did you hear me?"
"The crib right?" You softly say and walk down to where he's standing, hand on your back as support as you rub your tummy with your other hand. "I think it's cute, pretty simple." You nod in approval as you eye some other cribs but none really catch your attention, "This one."
"Yeah?" Jungkook pulls you closer as he kisses your forehead, "I'll go bring a second cart around, just wait here." He walks off.
Soon you both walk to the checkout and patiently stand there as the young girl working the register scans the baby stuff and then the crib. Briefly she meets your eyes and offers a sweet little smile, "First baby?" She asks softly.
"Oh yes," you nod shyly, "a little nervous but excited to meet the little one." You rub your belly to emphasize your words.
"Oh how cuteeee, and is this your father? So sweet of him to take you shopping!"
Jungkook goes stiff and so do you, poor girl is so clueless.. You smile nervously and shake your head, "He's not my dad." You giggle, but it doesn't sound very genuine.
"She's my girlfriend." Jungkook answers for you, "You're not the first to get us mixed up." He chuckles softly, trying to lighten the mood.
She doesn't seem weirded out and smiles back at you two, "Cute! Congratulations you two, I wish you guys the best."
The two of you arrive home to an empty house. Hani had left a small note on the table saying she was going out for a few hours to the next town to meet up with some friend of hers. That meant the house was going to be all yours for a while. It had you shyly thinking of all the things you guys could do.
"We can set up the crib later if you want?" You offer as you slowly go up the stairs, "We can watch a movie meanwhile and take a nap?"
Jungkook had finished hauling in the bags of baby supplies as he looked up at you, "A movie? Sure, let me lock the car real quick. Go to my room baby, I'll see you there in a bit."
You nod slowly and waddle your way into his bedroom, you two did not in fact watch a damn movie. Because five minutes into it you're already kissing like horny teenagers and grinding on each other like your life depends on it.
Jungkook's strong arms are wrapped tightly around your back, hands gripping at your ass and then sliding down to the back of your thighs. His lips smash against yours desperately, moving in sync with you as he moans hotly into your mouth.
You tug gently at his hair and massage the back of his neck with your soft fingertips. The only thing separating the two of you is your soft cotton panties and his boxers. His thick cock forms a tent in his boxers as his cock pushes stubbornly against you. Every time you rock forward your panties press up against your clit and it causes your lower area to tingle in arousal.
"Mmm." You pull back only when the kiss starts leaving you breathless, you pant softly and stare into his eyes with a soft pout, "Off." You tug at his boxers, "I don't like how wet my panties are getting either," you nag gently.
Jungkook lets out a breathless laugh as he smacks your ass with both hands before gripping each cheek and jiggling them in his large hands. "Needy little thing aren't you? Have I not given you any attention sweetheart? Daddy's been neglecting you?" He stares deep into your eyes and when you don't reply right away he spanks you, "Hm?"
" 's not enough!" You huff angrily, "I need you right now Daddy." You glare cutely as you lift your hips and slip his shirt up, "See? 'm all wet for you."
Jungkook licks his lips hungrily, "I can see that, why don't you take them off for me baby? Show me your pretty little pussy, wanna see how wet you are." His voice drops a little, coming out more huskier than usual.
You nod eagerly and push your panties down, huffing angrily because now you have to move around to get them fully off of you. He watches you struggle with a lazy smirk, not offering any help and occasionally chuckling when you whine. "Almost?" He says teasingly.
"You little-" You growl angrily and manage to get the panties off, "You could have helped me."
"You looked so cute trying to concentrate, I didn't want to interrupt that." He teases as he brings you on to his lap again, "How can I make it up to you baby? Hm?" He plays with both of your bare cheeks.
A soft blush rises to your cheeks and you chew on your lower lip, "I want you to eat my pussy daddy.." You shyly confess, "Can I...? Can I...." You can't quite get the words out, too embarrassed by your neediness.
Jungkook hums, "Can I what darling? C'mon, tell daddy exactly what you want babygirl."
"Can I sit on your face?" You whisper.
His eyes immediately go dark as he tightens his grip on your ass, "Baby wants me to eat her little pussy? You gonna smother me sweetheart? Ride my face like a good girl?"
You nod eagerly to all of that, mewling in need because you don't trust your voice right now. Jungkook lays back all the way down, nodding at you silently as he runs his tongue over his upper lip slowly. You slowly kneel over his face and set your hands on the headboard in front of you.
"Ready.." You softly say and then begin to lower yourself, whining when his hot tongue makes contact with your throbbing little clit, "Jungkook.." You press down more on to his tongue, grinding your hips in tiny circles to get more stimulation to your clit.
Jungkook presses the tip of his tongue to your clit and flicks it up and down to the best of his ability given that you're grinding on his tongue. He steadies you by the hips and gently massages them whilst you ride his face. Soft little moans pour from your lips and fill the entire room as the movie is more of a background noise at this point.
"Ohh," you inhale sharply when his tongue slips further down to where your needy little hole sits clenched around nothing, "yes, yes, put it in." You whine softly, "Please, I've been a good girl for you."
He must have taken pity because then his hot tongue is slipping right into you and filling your pussy shallowly. The wet muscle presses up against your sensitive hot walls, giving you some sort of satisfaction before you're mewling for more. It's not enough, you need more, you want more.
Jungkook flicks his tongue back and forth from inside of you, causing little needy gasps to escape you as you rock your hips a bit faster on his face. "Jungkook," you moan, "more, I need more."
He fucks his tongue in and out a few more times before he switches back to licking at your clit. He replaces his tongue with his fingers as he spreads you open, the thick digits pressing in deeply as he curls them to search for that sweet spot from inside of you.
You desperately hump his fingers and roll your hips back and forth on his face. Jungkook slurps at your clit loudly, his other free hand comes up behind you to grip your ass cheek tightly as he smacks it and then grabs at it. Your moans come out short and needy with little "ah's" escaping your lips every few seconds.
"Keep going," you whisper, more of a plea than anything, "so... so close," you breathe out with tears springing in your eyes.
Jungkook doubles his efforts and eats your pussy like a man on death row, fingers plunging in and out of you at a punishing pace as his lips wrap around your clit and suckle. Your hips stutter in their movements and a high pitched whine escapes you, "Jungkook...!" He slaps your ass harshly and you correct yourself, "Daddy!"
He hits the spot inside of you that drives you crazy, making your cries come out louder and your hips stutter in their movements. Your orgasm hits you in a instant, making your thighs shake and pussy. He doesn't ease up on your clit and sucks even harder if anything. You let out a pained squeal and gently push at his head, "N-No more," you whine.
Jungkook lets up after what feels like forever, he pants hotly against your pussy and lets his fingers slip from your pussy. "Good?" He breathes out.
"Mmhm." You nod and shakily lift yourself off his face, biting your lip as you look down at his face. Jungkook's lips are slick and a bit swollen from the intense pussy eating session, he has this dazed look in his eyes.
"Lay back for me baby, I got you," Jungkook helps you off his face as he lays you down and slips the pillows under your hips, "still want Daddy to fuck you baby?" He whispers softly and gently strokes over your tummy, pushing his shirt up to expose it even further.
You nod slowly, licking your lips and parting your thighs for him, "Please Daddy?"
Jungkook bites his lips and hurriedly slips his bottoms down, hooking his boxers under his balls to allow enough space as his cock slaps against his stomach. "Gonna fuck you so good sweetheart," he moves between your thighs and strokes his cock slowly, "just how you deserve." He moans softly and slaps the tip against your soft folds.
He rubs up and down until the head pushes against your little hole, clenching around nothing (at the moment). Jungkook slowly slips inside with a low groan, letting his cock go as he pushes forward slowly. A long moan escapes your lips as you lie there taking it all.
"Daddy," you whimper needily, arms coming up to wrap around his shoulders and pull him down to you, "so good."
Jungkook groans lowly and leans down to kiss you to the best of his ability given that there was a small barrier between the two of you. His taut stomach pressed against your own, any more and he felt like he would be crushing you. "So wet for me sweetheart, little pussy's all desperate for my cock isn't it?" He whispers, rocking into you slowly.
You nod eagerly and stare into his eyes with a hooded gaze, "Only you." You promised, clenching down around his cock occasionally.
He preens at that and begins fucking into you at a moderate pace, hips slapping against your own and creating these soft little smacking sounds. Your pussy absolutely gushes around him and aids in the slide, some of your slick seeps out through the sides of his cock and slips past your perineum and down your ass.
You moan uncontrollably, not worried about anyone or anything because you two have the entire house to yourselves. You grip the pillow you lay on and lean your head back in pleasure as your thighs faintly shake. Jungkook's grunts and groans fill the entire room as he thrusts like a madman, causing the bed to creak and the headboard to tap against the wall with every thrust.
"Fuck sweetheart," he whispers out and shudders, "look so fuckin' pretty full of our child, can't help but go crazy at the thought of me being the one to make you like this." He cups the underside of your belly and rubs his thumb over it affectionately.
You mewl softly at the soft touches, contrast to the way he's driving his cock into you and hitting that sweet spot from inside. He reaches up to hold on to the headboard as he drives his hips forward a little harder, making the slapping sound in the room louder. A surprised cry leaves your lips as you arch your back and grip onto his forearms now, begging for more and whispering about how good it feels.
Jungkook grunts with effort and moves his hips faster, he rocks into you with full force now as his thrusts jostle you on the bed. Weak little cries and sobs escape, you arch your back and move desperately against him, chasing a orgasm you hadn't seen coming.
"Daddy!" A long cry escapes, you convulse under him and squirt around his cock.
"That's a good girl baby, cum on my cock," he whispers out as he slows down to sensual little grinds, burying his cock deep inside as he presses up against you.
You quiver under him and let out a string of "please" and soft little "Jungkook's". Little tears run down your cheeks and you whine every time his cock brushes against your g-spot, the stimulation too much to bear. "Shh.. shh baby hold still for me, gonna fill you up." He whispers when you whine louder.
He rolls his hips gently against yours for a few more minutes until he's coming deep, cock throbbing from inside. "Fuck." He whispers shakily, pulling back to observe the mess between the two of you, "I think if you weren't pregnant by now this definitely would have done the trick." He smirks softly as he licks his lips.
You look down to see the overflowing white coming from your pussy and forming a small ring of white around his cock. "Ugh you're so weird." You mumble out and grunt, "Help me, my back hurts now." You complain softly.
Jungkook opens his mouth to reply to you when the door suddenly slams open, and the light from the hallway fills the once dark bedroom. Hani stands there, horrified expression plastered all over her face as she stares at the two of you, "What the actual fuck?"
Shit.
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Alastor repeating the word tickle after noticing how flustered the Lee gets from it? 👉👈
Two asks with one shot :]
Even though I flubbed on the accent a little bit, I still had a LOT of fun with it lol. Enjoy!