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The Virgin Volume
Author: kpopfanfictrash
Pairing: Jungkook / Reader
Rating: 18+
Warnings: oral (female), hand job, loss of virginity (male)
Synopsis: This fic exists in the RMCC universe. It takes place before RMCC and is the story of how Jungkook lost his virginity. To quote Seokjin/Namjoon: “What Jungkook doesn’t know won’t hurt him and – let’s be honest – his story is hilarious. One pump,” Seokjin laughs, sounding like a hyena. “One pump and he’s done.” // Ducking his head, Namjoon tries not to smile. “It was a rookie mistake,” he protests, defending their friend. “Jungkook was overexcited and couldn’t control himself. He got better.”
Genre: College AU / Friends to Lovers / Angst (please don’t hate me lol)
Word Count: 6,870
Author’s Note: this is the Prequel to Jungkook’s spin-off one shot from RMCC, which will be entitled The Monogamy Monologues and is coming early 2020!
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Candy Hearts
Synopsis: All is fair in love, war, and business. When the bakery and café across from Candy Pop starts selling custom candy heart cakes two weeks before Valentine’s Day, you are livid. Bakery/Café AU, Candy Shop AU.
Warning: offhanded mention/jokes about alcohol and drugs, romanticization of how small businesses actually function
Word Count: 15k
Pairing: fem!reader x Hyunjin; enemies-to-lovers
Happy (Early) Valentine’s Day!
“Have you seen this?” you ask, dangling the bright pink flyer in front of your boss’s face. After seeing them taped to just about every surface at the outdoor mall for the past couple days, you finally decided to take a look at one. A big mistake on your part because it’s only 6 AM and you are pissed. “‘Candy Heart Cakes, for your Valentine’s Day sweetheart who doesn’t like chalk. Custom messages available.’ Are they serious?”
Jihyo merely glances at it before turning back to the first batch of candy for the day, salted caramel lollipops. “Yeah. One of their employees asked if I would be alright with it a few weeks back. And I said yes.”
“But custom candy hearts are Candy Pop’s thing! Why?”
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the three of us
+18 content, minors dni
bf!jake x fem!reader x heeseung / 2,1k words - sorry / threesome with a hint of cuckolding (a huge hint if i’m being honest), unprotected sex, piv, oral (f+m receiving) throat fucking, praising, degrading, spanking, swearing / note: me in my heejake brain rot era 😌 / mlist
first time jake mentioned he would like trying to have a threesome you didn’t think he meant one of his friends, especially heeseung. at first, when he told you about him being his candidate you hesitated for a while.
“it’s just a suggestion. i want both of us having pleasure from that, so just think about it, no pressure,” he would assure you one night when you spoke about your hesitation, but his words made you even more curious about what potential sex with the two of them could bring.
you couldn’t help but have trouble concentrating on anything else. your mind was preoccupied with various scenarios including your boyfriend and his friend. just mere thoughts about them destroying you from two sides made you wet, without any exaggeration.
“let’s try,” you announced one evening when you were already after your night routines, getting cozy on your bed. jake looked at you confused so you cleared up: “let’s try with heeseung.”
you saw temptation in his eyes and soon a smile replaced his expression. he raised slightly on his elbow to kiss you deeply.
“i promise you’re not gonna regret this, princess,” he said before cradling you securely in his arms laying kitten-like kisses on your forehead. you settled on what you wanted and what was categorically out of the question. nodding he made sure to remember all your conditions to let his friend know.
after a few days, when jake was preparing to go to work he told you he already talked with heeseung, telling you to pick a date whenever you like. not thinking twice you told him to invite him even today, curiosity eating you up inside what awaits you.
“are you that impatient or want to have it already done,” he laughed and brought you closer by your waist.
“maybe both?” you raised your eyebrows and climbed on your toes to kiss him.
he left for work after a while and told you to not miss him too much, which you couldn’t promise. there was no day you didn’t miss him. his touch, his smell, and his whole presence made you feel in heaven — secure and loved. and the thought of another man seeing you vulnerable made your insides do a flip, both from excitement and slight anxiousness. not being able to move your train of thought to other trails you couldn’t even get the tiniest bite on the food you previously prepared. looking at the wall clock became your new hobby at this point, waiting for the time jake ends his work. and around the hour of him being usually on his way home, you received a text from him.
jake 💗: i’m already on my way, but i think heeseung will be a little earlier. you don’t have to wait for me, babe ;)
you read the text and bit your bottom lip in anticipation. part of you wanted to wait for him, not wanting to do anything with his friend. partly because you were scared. after all, you haven’t had sex with anybody else than jake in years.
all your concerns seemed to fade away as soon as you opened the front door for him. he greeted you with the warmest smile and gave you an even warmer hug. in a blink of an eye, not sure how that happened, your lips were attached to each other as your hips grinded against his desperately. his hands first roamed all over your body, now placed on your waist, guiding your movements. in between sounds of your sloppy kisses few grunts and moans were audible in your living room leaving no space for doubts if this was a good idea. which was definitely not.
you slowly moved from his lap and he whined at the loss of friction only to smile against your lips when he felt his belt being unbuckled. he raised his hips to make it easier for you to take his pants and boxers off. tucking at its waistband you pulled them off in a swift motion, sitting in between his legs. his dick was already hard from your previous touch and leaked in a slick precum. you laid grazing kisses on his inner thigh and he parted his lips at your touch. not wasting any second you licked a stripe from his base to the tip earning a breathy moan from him. you left kitten licks on his reddened tip while keeping intense eye contact with him. your hands worked your way on his body, uncovering his abs from under his shirt.
“cut the teasing, pretty,” he said, his eyes piercing yours and made a makeshift ponytail, slightly pushing you down on his length. he watched attentively as your lips glided over his dick sending him on a cloud nine. “fuck– you’re doing so good for me,” he murmured his grip on your hair loosening.
he let his head fall back and the intense pleasure his friend’s girlfriend was giving him right now. his thigh tensed as your hands massaged his balls, feeling how close he was. he gently cupped your cheeks looking fondly at you only to add his other hand now throat fucking you at a merciless pace.
you closed your eyes and felt how tears brimmed in them, not realizing the front door was opening. both you and heeseung were preoccupied with him being pleasured too much to realize jake already came back home, now watching how much you too had fun with each other. he smiled as his eyes met the older one’s now discharging his clothes too.
you felt how your throat filled with heeseung’s hot load and bobbed your head a few times to ride his high.
“nice job, princess,” jake spoke and you turned around to look at him. he made his way to you and cupped your cheek, only to smear his friend’s cum all over your face and push it into your mouth. “now be our good slut and go on all fours.”
you nodded quickly and he pulled his digit out of your mouth. before you sat on the couch heeseung stopped you.
“are you going to take those off or should we do that for you?” he asked referring to your fully clothed body.
“maybe you should?” you teased making him smile and eye you up and down, now being so close to your face he could see the remaining cum left on your skin.
“heeseung.” jakes voice jolted him from trance. “be so kind and do it yourself,” he said sitting on the couch and pulled his dick out to give it a few pumps.
on the other hand, heeseung’s gaze came back to your’s and he took a few steps forward. you walked backward, eyes staying on his until the back of your legs met the edge of your couch, making you fall on it abruptly. he leaned down to tuck your hair behind your ear and kissed you deeply. the kiss was needy and all over the place. just when you wanted more he pulled away to tuck at your shorts. giving him a small nod seeing his asking look he pulled them down with ease, smiling at the absence of any underwear, your folds already wet begging for any contact.
“take off your shirt,” he murmured and you obediently took it off leaving you all naked in front of him. he ran his fingers through your folds and you shook under his touch. “already this wet?” he whispered straight into your ears, quietly enough for you to shiver, but loud enough for jake to hear. “what do you want me to do about it?”
his voice was ever so soft as if he was talking to the most precious thing in his life. you could feel hypnotized by the way it echoed in your head like a sweet charm. it made you want to do anything he told you to, do anything with you and your body.
“i want you to touch me,” you managed to gabble out almost incoherent words.
“with what should i touch you?” his continuous question and no actions made you crazy, especially now that his face was in between your legs, his hot breath reaching your sensitive bud.
“with your tongue, please.” he smiled at the sight of you squirming in front of his eyes, with him not having to do anything. he quickly glanced at jake about whom he almost forgot, but he only nodded, too immersed in the pleasure of both his hand around his cock and the scene that played in his living room.
he turned to you painfully slowly and spoke in a low voice: “be a good girl and spread your legs wide for me.”
as soon as you opened them revealing your glistening juices cunt his face sank in between your legs. you let out a loud gasp and soon wet sounds of his tongue against your folds were drowned out by your moans and whimpers. his nose was pressed against your clit while he hungrily explored your bud with his muscle. his fingers were spreading your folds for better access, now tracing them against your hole.
“heeseung!” you whined and your fingers tangled in his locks, bringing his face closer to your aching core.
you became silent for a quick moment when you felt his finger finally making its way to your hole pumping it in and out at perfect pace. you opened your mouth wide open, resting it on the headrest, your gaze falling on your boyfriend who intently watched your reactions with dark eyes. he smirked slightly at your already dumbly fucked up state, even though the toughest part was ahead of you. breathing loudly you felt how heeseung added a second finger, another wave of pleasure overwhelming your body. your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you felt the familiar knot forming in your stomach, soon coating heeseung’s face and fingers in your juices.
without giving you time to catch a breath you felt how somebody threw your form on their shoulder, carrying you to the bedroom. you fell on your bed and quickly positioned yourself on all fours, hands gripping the edge of your mattress. without a warning, you felt how your walls were being stretched by jake’s dick, who pounded into you at an animalistic pace. he left a few spanks on your ass before grasping your hair and pulling them making you raise your head. you noticed heeseung who now stood in front of you in his all glory, his dick proudly pointing at you. you opened your mouth to suck on it but instead, he leaned in pushing his tongue to your mouth now muffling your moans. jake kept on pounding his hips against yours, watching as your ass bounced with his every thrust, all while heeseung now explored your mouth with his tongue.
“fuck!” you exclaimed with immense pleasure as soon as your lips parted with his.
but he slowly shook his head in disapproval raising your head by your chin.
“what’s with that language, baby girl? don’t worry, i will give your mouth something to do.”
with those words, he pushed himself all at once and you gagged around him in surprise. he stayed like that for a moment, cockwarming himself against your throat. when he felt the vibrations of your moans he couldn’t help himself anymore and grabbed your head to fuck it once again.
both jake and heeseung filled your holes with their cocks making your eye roll backward with their every thrust, sending you on the edge. you could feel how jake’s balls kept on hitting your reddened clit, when your lips slid along every vein on heeseung’s dick. you loved it, you enjoyed every minute, every movement of theirs filled your head with filthy thoughts.
“shit! stop clenching around me,” jake groaned as you felt how close you were.
“i’m so close,” heeseung grunted and his pace got faster. you sucked harder to help him achieve his high and you felt how jake’s hot shot filled your pussy, soon followed by heeseung filling your mouth. swallowing it all you collapsed on the soft mattress, breathing loudly and deeply, trying to catch your breath. jake also laid on the bed, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
heeseung sat on the other side, and panting heavily he said: “now that was something else.” earning a chuckle from you and your boyfriend. “you okay?” he asked and rubbed your back, seeing how you remained in an uncomfortable position.
“come here baby.” you heard jake and raising your head you noticed his open arms inviting you to his embrace. you crawled closer to him and nestled against his neck, throwing your leg over his.
your mind was going crazy. not only at the amazing sex you just had but at with whom you experienced it. you felt how a pair of arms sneak around your waist, your body now being hugged from two sides. it only made things worse for you, leaving the one who you wanted to yourself more often behind your back.
Princess Azula! I love her okay! I’d protect her with my life already! You better do my princess right Netflix.
I drew this in infinite painter because I like the blendy ness better than procreate for more traditional portraits like this.
[Image ID:
An expressive, messy, semi-realistic fan art portrait of Princess Azula on a gray-blue background based on available pre-premier screen shots of the Netflix live action version Avatar the Last Airbender as played by Elizabeth Yu.
/End ID]
You look wonderful, dear!
Alucard, hello again my dear! I've finished your surprise, it's another outfit for you! I liked it better the second time around, I hope you like it<3
"Ahhh, I love it! It suits my style perfectly, I think it makes me look quite fabulous.~ I'll definitely try on the other outfit as well, but I figured you'd want to see what it looks like on me! Thank you so much for this generous gift, I absolutely adore it!~"
AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH
Will you be the sheath to my sword 💪😻
childe x fem!reader
cw femdom, maso!childe, blood, pain play, overstimulation, spit, degradation, impact play
“gods, please!” the auburn haired man cries out, looking down at where your hand add pressure on the bloodied bandage that wrapped his chest. drool dribbles down childe’s chin, bucking his hips into your sopping cunny as ropes of white paint inside you.
it wasn’t a surprise that he was chasing pleasure from the pain, always begging for you to touch him after a rough battle and not caring how beaten up he is.
your hips rock back and forth on his cock, making sure to tighten your sticky walls around him no matter how much he whines from overstimulation. your hand pulls away, slightly stained red, going to reach out and pinch his cheeks. you coo down at his puckered lip, finding it adorable how he whines for more no matter how overstimulated he is.
“so stupid of you, childe. always running back to me, begging me to hurt you more instead of taking care of you.” you spit at him directly in his face, laughing over how his tongue lolled out pathetically.
letting go of his cheeks as you use both hands to hold his neck, making sure to slowly tighten your grip. he laughs a little as he chokes out, wrapping his large hands around your wrists. the sound of his balls slapping against your ass with every bounce makes his head go hazy.
“i’m go-gonna cum again, please! it hurts!” he whines out, eyes fluttering closed. you say nothing as you grind your hips down, releasing one hand to land a harsh slap on his cheek. right after your hand makes impact, he cums once more.
you gasp with a smile on your face, cumming around his cock. watching him ride out his high in you, his body going limp under him as he convulses from the pleasure pulsing through his body. you release his throat, grabbing his cheeks once more to shake his face.
“that’s it, thats my boy. good boy, ajax.”
🏷: @honeykeigo (its ur husband bestie)
hi
Here is a sneak peek at another project I’m working on— another dragon todoroki design, this time a fully rendered illustration 👀
↳ RUTGER MCGROARTY SECOND INTERMISSION | PIT v. DET | 10.10.24
fireworks kim mingyu x afab!reader (18+) inspired by this - thank you!!
content: npr, established relationship (married), oral (f/m receiving), pet names (baby, sweetheart), unprotected sex, overstimulation, cockwarming, alcohol mention (safe to say gyu x r are a lil tipsy coming back from a party) word count: 1.5k
realistically you know you should be the one between mingyu’s legs, the one who’s been giving him one mind shattering orgasm after another, given that he’s the one who’s achieved a promotion after eight strenuous months of overtime and poorly reimbursed travel. he’s worked so fucking hard to finally get his boss to hand over the role that he’s been deserving, but—fuck, you can’t expend the energy to be mad at your husband’s employer, no. not when mingyu’s tongue is drawing hypnotizing, heavenly circles around your clit.
his singular request for the night was just to make you cum, and he’s certainly been achieving it. back to back to back to back, he’s barely leaving you time to recover before his tongue works into you again. your back arches, your fingers twisting into his hair to push his head down, hinting at how badly you want his tongue to explore your blissfully soft walls again, never stopping.
“please, gyu, fuck, please,” your voice is quiet, hoarse with how much you’ve pleaded for him to keep pushing your limits. now your begging doesn’t really have a purpose, not when you know mingyu is going to take his time.
mingyu always likes to draw out the pleasure—much to your overstimulated frustration—finding his own satisfaction in the way your hips jolt in desperation, the way your lashes flutter when your eyes roll back, the pretty sounds that trickle from your lips and how they grow more and more unstable with every orgasm that courses through you. mingyu adores it and it shows in the way he moans into your sensitive, soaked pussy, sending an addictive vibration that goes straight up to cloud your hazy thoughts with a familiar need you know well.
mingyu doesn’t miss it, his tongue dipping back into the familiar trembling warmth of your hole and curling into your heat with an obscenely wet series of noises that blend with your needy moans in perfect harmony. you tighten around his tongue, rolling your hips with the desire to be filled.
it’s the mere thought of him filling you up, of your tightness being broken by him, that has you almost screaming his name as another orgasm rocks your entire body. it amazes you he can achieve so much with just his tongue. it’s like sparks are going off in the corners of your mind, flashes of white sneaking into the corners of your eyes. your hips stutter, mingyu’s licks and sucks unending even though the sensitivity of your nerves isn’t a secret. it feels so good, so nice, so right. you need more.
you tug on his hair lightly and mingyu reluctantly lifts his head, brow raised. the lower half of his face shines even in the dim lighting of your bedroom, and his tongue is still peeking between his teeth. fuck, it’s actually adorable and you’re almost convinced to bring his head back down to fill the lingering emptiness his lips left behind.
but you stay as focused as you can, knowing that mingyu’s tongue, as amazing as it is, won’t completely satisfy the ache between your thighs. but you know what will. “need—need your cock in me, wan’ you to fuck me, please” it slips out before you can stop it and mingyu’s chuckle makes you whine.
“thought today was about celebrating me, baby, thought you wanted me t’ feel good, do this how i want.” there isn’t any genuine malintent to his words, you know he’d happily fuck you senseless, but you do remember tonight’s purpose has been about celebrating him, the taste of champagne still lingering on your tongue a stark reminder. then suddenly comes the craving for something else to replace it.
the way your tongue pokes out has him grinning and he presses a wet kiss to your thigh before straightening up. you’re practically drooling as you crawl toward him, hypnotized by the way his muscles flex as he pushes down his pants, cock twitching in anticipation at the cool air.
your ache is momentarily forgotten, attention refocused on your fingers wrapping around him, your strokes a little unstable. you make up for the seeming inexperience by pulling him to your lips, your tongue inching out to lap at the shimmering stream that drips from his tip.
your tongue pokes at his slit, the tease drawing a hiss out of him and his hand finding its way to your hair. his fingers curl, a silent warning, and you’re quick to change your method. you trail kisses down his length before your tongue begins to trace each ridge and vein and you take him into your mouth. you take as much as you can, your head bobbing obediently, just the way he likes it. mingyu’s moans are all the praise you really need and when you peek up at him, you catch glimpse of the way his lips are parted, still shiny from a medley of drool and your cum, letting out the prettiest sounds and words you can barely understand.
“your mouth always feels so good, baby, fuck,” mingyu’s breath hitches when your throat constricts around him with a muffled sound, but you’re still committed to sucking and luring out every last drop of his pleasure. “love how good your tongue feels on me, takin’ me so good, you’re so, so good to me” your husband’s praise dissolves into a quiet chant of fuck, fuck, fuck and trickles off into a low moan. now he’s the one pulling at your hair. he’s a bit more thorough than you, tugging you off of him with intention.
you whine at him, ready to ask why when you know he was so so close, but his answer’s already prepared and it sends a shiver through you.
“wanna cum in you, baby.”
and who are you to tell him no? when he’s the one you’re celebrating.
you’re on your back again almost immediately, legs spread, knees pulled up, hole on beautiful display. mingyu looks just about as fucked out as you feel as he lines himself up, lids heavy as he pushes into you with a deep relieved sigh.
you’re so drenched the stretch is barely noticeable, replaced with a pleasant burn you already want so much more of. your legs hook around his waist, pulling him deeper and allowing all the more freedom to your most sensitive places.
mingyu pushes into every single one of them, slamming into you to satisfy his own urges that leave you in a blissed out state of whimpering moans and hiccups because it feels so good. almost too good for you to comprehend. it’s like you are the one being rewarded, each moment of celebration deep and addictive.
“fuck, you’re s’ perfect” it’s a phrase that you’ve heard countless times before, leaving your husband’s lips every time he fills you up. “pussy’s made for my cock, isn’t it, sweetheart?” you nod your agreement, words forgotten and replaced with intoxicated moans as he pounds into you.
mingyu’s vision is blurring, his own pleasure gathering in a warm ball in his core and filling his head with thoughts of nothing but you, you, you. how good you feel, how fucking beautifully you fit around him. all he can hear is your pretty voice and the way the pace of his hips grows unsteady proves he’s reaching the same familiar points you are.
you give him a blissed out smile, your moans high and keen with how much you love everything you’re feeling, how much you love mingyu. eventually they spill into delirious giggles and mingyu gives you a smile so mesmerizing you can feel your hole tremble and squeeze him in response.
“wan’ me to fill you up, baby?”
you barely finish your sweet little please before warmth floods into you and from you, blending into sweet euphoria that has fireworks going off in your mind, the prettiest colors blooming in the corners of your vision. “feels–feels s’ good, gyu,” you whimper in your daze and he lets out a breathless laugh that makes your heart skip a beat.
“i know, baby,” he hums and tries to ease his way out of you. your hole clenches and you shake your head, lips forming a silent no. ever the giver, mingyu’s hands are pressing into your back and he lifts you. you’re like a doll in his grip, your focus only on the way he stirs your combined pleasure inside of you as he repositions, pushing deep into you as he settles you on top of him. you can feel the slow drip from your hole down his cock and you tighten around him, wanting to hold in as much as you can.
“let’s take a second, baby,” mingyu sighs. “then y’ can ride me.”
you smile against his chest, the offer keeping sleep out of your mind. “gyu?” mingyu hums and traces his fingers up and down your back. you peek at him, trying to find your words while your lips can still form them. “‘m really proud of you.”
mingyu’s breath skips and his hands still for a moment before he props himself up. you try to meet him, holding back the moan at the feeling of him moving inside you again. his lips catch yours for a moment and they ghost against yours when he speaks, “thank you, baby. an’ thank you for… this. i love you so much.” he pauses for a moment, his breathing steady as you relax into his warmth. then, “sweetheart, d’you have any idea how many times you’ve cum tonight?”
you blink, a little disoriented from the shift in conversation when you hadn’t even responded to the first part. “love you too, you’re welcome, y’know i’m all yours. and… five? no… six, maybe?” counting is certainly not your strongest skill right now and you wince. “why?”
mingyu hums and his hips lift, finally pulling out the moan you were trying earlier to stifle. damn, your husband’s stamina never fails, he really wasn’t joking when he said a second.
“ready to make it seven?”
KRISTEN STEWART Rolling Stone Magazine (Feb 14, 2024)
I was thinking the other day about how would Ahsoka look in Jedi robes and I tried to design something for her ;D✨ I’m not sure if I’ll keep this design but it’s highly probable since I like it so far 😌 ✨
we live and die, my friend
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