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AFTER HOURS
PAIRING — hongjoong x reader
GENRE — smut, established relationship, fem!reader, dom!hongjoong, sub!reader
WARNINGS — smut, semi public sex, unprotected sex, fingering, oral (f receiving), overstimulation, name calling, dirty talk/sexual language
WORD COUNT — 528
SUMMARY — it’s laughably predictable, the way hongjoong stays up too late working in his studio and the way you come barging in with only one thing on your mind.
It seemed like the times you were the most desperate for your lover were also the times he decided to stay up late tucked away in his studio. It was inconveniencing, really, and you were quick to grow frustrated. He practically never returned calls or texts while he was working, leaving you to roll around in bed to try and sleep away the arousal that would begin to pool between your thighs.
It didn’t take long for you to spring out of bed and slip on a hoodie and some sweats and a pair of sneakers, mind already made up that you’d go to where he was to help settle your raging need. You knew he wouldn’t be too keen on you interrupting unexpectedly, but after trying and failing to satiate your desire with your hand — your vibrator’s battery died on you — you really didn’t give a damn. You were quite honestly thinking with your pussy.
And when you arrived, after walking the vacant halls to his studio, you wasted no time before weaseling your way into his lap. He knew instantly what you were after, and he tried his best to ignore you, but there was only so much of your pleas and ruts against his thigh that he could handle.
“Needy.” Hongjoong’s voice was low and clipped as he spoke in your ear. He curled his two fingers inside your wet heat. You moaned, face in the crook of his neck. “Needy slut.”
You whimpered. Your hips rolled over his lap as you yearned for more, desperation not satisfied with the agonizingly slow pace of his fingers. Your body jolted when you felt a sharp sting against your ass.
“I had to stop working to take care of you,” he started just as his hand soothed over your bum, “Because you’re too much of a whiny little brat who couldn’t wait until I got home. You’re going to take what I give you and you’re going to like it. Understand?”
You nodded. “Y-yes.” You buried your face further into his neck as he moved his fingers inside you. He was precise, and he knew your body, fingers brushing that sweet spot within you over and over. They glided in and out slowly, so achingly slow yet just enough to have your orgasm building. Your thighs trembled as you fought the urge to grind onto his hand. You were close. You just needed a little extra —
Hongjoong’s thumb rubbed your clit in a circular motion. Sparks of pleasure shot throughout your body. He smirked. “Cum for me. I know you want to.”
Your body responded to his command instantly. You were catapulted into euphoria, thighs shaking and release splattering onto his hand and lap. You couldn’t control the way your hips rocked as you rode out your high, and luckily he didn’t stop you. “Fuck…”
You yelped when you were suddenly sent flying backwards. Your ass landed on the cold desk and you looked at your boyfriend in confusion. He chuckled, a mischievous gleam in his eyes. You groaned when he knelt before you and latched his lips around your sensitive bud. You grasped his hair and cursed, pulling at his strands to get his attention. You cried out as he overstimulated you. “Too much! F-fuck!”
Hongjoong smirked up at you, tongue swirling around your mound of nerves. “Too much? Please, weren't you begging for me just a while ago? I’m just giving the needy slut what she wants.”
A loud, broken sob left your throat when he pinned your thighs down onto the table, leaving you no choice but to take every bit of sweet torture his tongue was dishing out.
His fingers dug into your skin. “Besides, I told you to take what I give you. Don’t tell me a needy little slut like you can’t handle it. I thought you wanted this? You came all the way here to my studio, so needy for me. Well here, you have me.”
Hongjoong delighted himself with your pussy, tongue plunging in and out, lips suckling at your clit, and fingers gripping your flesh tightly. He groaned into you every time you whined and pleaded, cock pulsing in his pants at every cry of his name.
Your thighs were sore from the way they strained against his grasp. You were so incredibly sensitive. You were needy and desperate for him and his touch and his pleasure, and now that he was giving it to you after what felt like hours of tossing and turning in bed, your body felt overwhelmed. It felt so good it hurt, the way his tongue flattened just right over your swollen sex. It was maddening and your next climax was gaining on you fast, your hands frantically grasping at the edge of the desk you sat upon to brace yourself. “Hongjoong!”
He heard your cry, and not even a moment later you were cumming on his tongue. His hands held your trembling thighs in place, keeping them from snapping shut around his head. Hongjoong continued to eat your wet pussy while your body shook above him, and he swore he could’ve busted just from the sight of your fucked out face alone. “Yeah, baby, it feels good, huh?”
You nodded while a raspy moan slipped from your lips. You watched him dive back in for more, and if it hadn’t been for his hold on you keeping you rooted to the desk, you would’ve flown away from the onslaught of agonizing pleasure. Your hand returned to his messy hair and pulled, earning a groan from him that sent vibrations straight through your core. “Hongjoong, it hurts!”
He chuckled. He pulled away from your sex for just a moment to admire how swollen and slippery it was. “Hurts so good, doesn’t it.”
Hongjoong didn’t let up for a while, and you were thankful it was so late at night and well passed the company hours, or else all of the staff would’ve heard him making a mess of you in his studio. The fog in your brain was thick and you barely even noticed him standing or removing his pants. The press of his cock against you snapped you back to reality, your body jolting when his tip teased at your entrance. You watched him through half-lidded eyes, enjoying the sight of the veins on his hand that were accentuated from his hand holding his cock.
He soothed the red marks left on your thigh with his free hand. He pushed just a little bit further into your heat. “I know a good little slut like you can take another orgasm, hm?” He pushed again. “Show me how good you take me,” he dipped his cock into you just a bit more and you whimpered. “Show me how needy you really are.”
Your back arched when he bottomed out in you with a single sharp thrust. He filled you up so good it had your brain short circuiting. “Fuck!”
Hongjoong leaned in to graze his lips against your ear. “Now go on, let me hear you scream. It’s after hours. It’s just me and you, baby.”
AUTHOR’S NOTES — this has been written for so long; in fact this was a piece i’d written and posted last year, back when i was still posting fics on instagram. since it’s been a hot minute since i’ve posted a fic and since i’m currently not quite able to mentally function enough due to this fever, i thought i would post this. please enjoy!!
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reading a delightful little fanfic and it got me thinking: what if all the nations speak their native language all the time, but they're just ✨magically✨ able to understand each other?
Prove me wrong. You can't.
Fun fact, Hatter's speciality was spades 😌
the way i see it the supernatural finale could be interpreted as disrespectful and a slap in the face to the characters who fought so hard to create their own story, write their own destiny, define all odds and live their lives outside of gods will in this case but personally to me the whole "this was always gonna end like this", "love was there and it didn't chnage anything. but it still matters that the love was there", and the fact that their story and legacy will live on and the fact that sam and dean died the way they were introduced to us in the very first episode and the way both characters always predicted,, is kind of,, its kind of beautiful,..
how the hell does he look this seoft?? 😭
i regret to inform you i am a biology nerd and i’m gonna solve this, aight imma need pictures of DSMP minecraft skins, a shit ton of punnet squares, and The Game Theorists intro music.
(And just so you know I’m only talking about the characters here, just tryna ✨fuel the flames ✨ of whatever the fuck this is-)
Also I have no idea what the fuck i’m doing but, HERE WE GO!
Okay so, we know that Fundy is Wilbur’s son but... he doesn’t display ANY of the same phenotypes as his father, or anyone else on the server for that matter.
So, we turn to the only other kid that was mentioned in the posts above as possibly his child- Tubbo.
So, Tubbo has blue eyes- we all know that. (His skin also has blonde hair but he’s often portrayed as having brown hair, I’m not sure which is canon, though. I’ll just focus on his eye color for now.)
So, as mentioned before in other posts above, this is going based on if the DadSchlatt thing is canon. So, Tubbo is Schlatt’s kid in this scenario.
Thing is, both of the prospective parents here- Schlatt and Wilbur, have dark eyes (canon color is unknown- though, likely brown). So this means, in order to have a kid with blue eyes, they both need to have at least one blue-eye allele.
(Now, traits like having blue eyes are recessive- meaning, unless he had two blue-eye alleles, he’d still have brown eyes, because brown eyes are a dominant trait.)
So, we can assume that Schlatt has one recessive blue-eye allele (because otherwise, Tubbo wouldn’t have blue eyes).
Now, the next question here, is- what about Wilbur? Does he have a recessive blue-eye allele in his genotype? Is there any possibility of him being Tubbo’s other parent?
The answer is- yeah.
Because his father, Phil, has blue eyes.
In fact, this means that no matter what eye genotype his mom has (though, has to have at least on dominant B allele for Wilbur to get brown eyes, meaning her eyes are also brown), he’s gonna have a recessive blue-eye allele.
Meaning, Wilbur has at least one recessive blue eye allele, that the two of them (Schlatt & Wilbur) have a 25% chance of having a child with blue eyes, and yes- therefore a chance Tubbo can be Wilbur’s kid.
So uhhh... yeah.
Fundy, on the other hand, is someone who we definitely know is Wilbur’s kid, yet as I said, it’ll be very difficult to guess the genotypes because the phenotypes are so different- Fundy’s somehow a fox, despite no one else on the server being a fox. Point is, he’s a whole other kettle of fish (pun intended I’m so sorry) and I have absolutely no idea who his other parent is. It could be Sally but eh- who knows?
Oh- and I’m not saying that this is definitely what happened because- it honestly probably isn’t. I’m just here to fuel the flames of this discussion, so don’t take anything I said seriously.
Sorry for nerding out, hope you read it all. And uhhh, have fun with that mind fuck :)
wait no. i know it was like his "rebirth" but like. if wilbur was canonically pregnant with fundy and he was birthed during l'manburg, then that means wilbur did the whole breaking bad drug bit while pregnant. what the hell man