Manifestingly - Madi

one thing jk's nipples are gonna be is hard

Spencer Reid Masterlist:

Guide: Smut ●, Angst ☆, Fluff <3

Kissing in the office <3 by @reidalert

Sleepy Needy Spence ● by @nereidprinc3ss

Work call during the act ● by @nevvdrinksteaa

Pregnancy Announcement (sort of) , vol.2 <3

by @pathologicalreid

"I'm not sleeping with Reid" ● by @incognit0slut

Headcannons <3 by @rafesgfs

Well-kept secret ☆ < 3 by @astrophileous

Work place environment by @nereidprinc3ss

Glasses <3, vol. 2 <3 , vol.3 ● by @luveline, @atlabeth and @raekensluver

Falling asleep on his shoulder, vol.2 <3

by @inkdrinkerworld and @bklynsboys

Please don't have somebody waiting for you <3

by @cerisereids

Being a menace, vol.2 <3 (tho it is suggestive kinda) by @in-another-april and @incognit0slut

Comforting him <3 by @little-miss-dilf-lover

Sleep Deprivation <3 by @faunalune

I love this too much ● by @reiderwriter

Sneaking around ● by @nereidprinc3ss

First Time ● by @luveline

Between the books ● by @reidmotif

Whiny and Spoiled ● by @nereidprinc3ss

Hyper Independent <3 by @inkdrinkerworld

New haircut <3 by @inkdrinkerworld

Waking up with kisses <3 by @secretlovezz

No vacancy <3 @kiss-inthekitchen

Reuniting after prison (Hotch!reader) ☆<3

by @pathologicalreid

Being a munch ● by @lis-likes-fics

Me while watching CM ● by @an1t4k

High Heels <3 by @guiltyasreid

Decoy ● by @violetrainbow412-blog

Tech analyst reader <3 by @moonstruckme

Mixed Messages (series) by @easy-there-leftovers

Addicted to you ● @spencerreidenjoyer

Drunk confessions <3 by @nereidprinc3ss

Proposals <3 by @reidmania

Plastic Hearts (Gideon!reader) ☆ by @atlabeth

I might be in love (Prentiss!reader)

by @januaryembrs

This hurts but in a good way ☆

by @aliteralsemicolon

Heavenly sweet ● by @reidsfilm

His hands, vol.2 ● by @raekensluver and @t1red-twillight

Coming home late <3 by @fairysongs

Soft Intimacy <3 by @t1red-twilight

Missed Lunches (Gideon!reader)☆

by @mindfullycriminal

Grounded (Hotch!reader) <3 by @rreids

His kisses <3 ● by @inkdrinkerworld

50 shades <3 by @rumplereids

Dad!Spence:

Paternity leave <3 by @radiant-reid

Mini Doctor <3 by @reidsdaisies

Hard to say no <3 by @radiant-reid

Lamby goes to work <3 by @cerisereids

Everything in the world <3 by @lis-likes-fics

Daddy's girl <3 by @midniteluv

Toddlerus Interruptus <3 by @reid-fiction

Midnight Scaries <3 by @reid-fiction

Early labor <3 by @rumplereids

Other Masterlists:

Masterlist 1 by @pathologicalreid

Masterlist 2 by @radiant-reid

Masterlist 3 by @slowburningechoes

Note: sorry some of the tags may not work my Tumblr is acting up, also a Spencer Reid fic should be posted sometime soon

use me - c.jh

pairing: jongho x black!fem!reader

genre: smut

word count: 1.9k

content warnings: friends to lovers, unprotected sex (no), oral sex (m receiving), breast play, dirty talk, rough-ish sex, multiple orgasms

synopsis: you offer to help your friend with his problem.

playlist: please me - bruno mars ft cardi b

author’s note: jongho has had me by my throat BAD lately so i finally got the will to finish this fic i started two months back! i also did NOT proofread this shit my bad y’all. i hope you love it anyways tho🥹🩷

tags: @ariesunz for you boo!

“are you even listening to me, jongho?” you asked him. he wasn’t but it’s not because he wasn’t interested in what you were talking about, of course not. he was always interested in what you had to say, he was your friend after all. that’s why he felt so guilty about why he wasn’t listening to you. he was too focused on the way your boobs looked in your top to even begin to comprehend what you were saying.

“i’m sorry, love. what were you saying?” he asked, diverting his breath away from your boobs back to your eyes.

“i was just asking what movie you wanted to watch,” your words made jongho snap back to reality. both of you were sat on your apartment’s big comfy couch because… that’s right! it’s movie night. like it is every friday night. your boobs looked so good he’d forgotten what was happening. he felt like a stupid, horny teenager. he was a grown ass man for god’s sake, but the curve of your breasts and the way he could almost…almost see down your shirt had him going insane.

“you pick,” jongho told you.

“i picked last week,” you complained with a whine.

“fine,” he grabbed the remote that you held and began clicking through all the options hbo max had to offer. he looked over at you again, his eyes zeroing in on your boobs once again. he wondered if you’d let him touch them but he pushed that thought away. you were his friend.

“while you figure that out i’m gonna go get a snack. do you want something?”

“no. thank you though.”

you nodded politely and got up to walk towards your kitchen. jongho really did try to keep his eyes on the tv in front of him but it was almost instinct the way his eyes became glued to your ass. he watched you all the way to the kitchen until you disappeared around the corner. his heart was pounding in his chest and blood was rushing to his dick. he tried to pull himself together by going back to scrolling on the tv. he finally decided on a random movie that looked interesting enough, hopefully you liked it. you came back with a bag of your favorite chips and sat back down next to jongho.

“did you pick something?” you asked him.

“yup,” is all he could muster. he was so fucking pent up he felt like he was going to explode.

he pressed play in hopes that the movie would take his mind off of how horny he was for you. he didn’t know what the fuck his problem was. he always thought you were pretty, he had eyes he could see that. he always thought you had a nice body too, what was so different today? was it the fact that he hasn’t had sex in a while?

“jongho, what the hell do you have me watching?”

jongho was too busy staring at you again to even worry about the movie that was playing. he looked away from you to the big flat screen tv that was in front of you to see the most explicit sex scene you would’ve thought you were watching porn. jongho grabbed the remote and paused the scene before it could go any further. blood was rushing to his dick again and he was so painfully hard in his pants he thought he could cum untouched.

“i’m sorry. i just clicked a random movie,” he explained himself, blush dusting his tan cheeks.

“are you okay, honey? you look sick,” you reached out to touch his face to check for a fever. your hands were so soft, he wanted them to touch something else.

“can i be honest?”

“mhm,” you hummed with a nod.

“i really, really need you right now.”

“need me?” you asked in confusion. it didn’t click in your brain until you look down at his lap and saw how his sweats were tented by his erection. “jongho…”

“i’m so sorry. i’ll leave if you want,” you shook your head at his words.

“what do you want me to do for you?” you asked him, crawling over to him.

“i can’t let you do that.”

“but i want to, jjong. please let me help you,” you said with the cutest pout on your plump lips.

something snapped in him because without thinking too hard about it, he stood up from the couch and pulled you up with him. he kissed you, shoving his tongue in your mouth and his hands reached behind you to grab your ass. after he squeezed it, he left a rough smack on both cheeks causing you to jolt forward and moan into his mouth.

“you sure you want this? i’m not gonna be gentle,” he told you, pulling only slightly away from your messy make out session. your lips were still connected by a string of spit.

“use me to make you feel good,” you assured him.

he kissed you one more time before pushing you down to your knees. you looked up at him with your dark brown eyes and he almost…almost felt bad about how he was going to ruin you. jongho pulled his shirt over his head, followed by dropping the sweatpants he was wearing to his ankles. the only thing that kept you from seeing him fully was the calvin klein briefs. he grabbed himself through the fabric, squeezing it until he let out a faint moan. you were drooling now; you wanted to taste him so badly.

“you want it?” he asked you.

“yes.”

“tell me what you want then, sweetie,” your friend teased you, again squeezing his dick in his large hand.

“wanna suck your dick. wanna make you feel good,” you replied, reaching up to replace his hand with your own. you squeezed him and watched as he turned into mush from just your touch. you hooked your fingers into his briefs and pulled them down to join the sweatpants that were pooled around his ankles.

you were shocked to see what he’d been packing in his pants for the year that you’d known him. it was thick with veins running up and down the length. it was longer than you’d expected too. you couldn’t wait to feel him inside of you.

“you have a pretty dick.”

“suck on it then,” jongho said. he grabbed your hair in one hand and his dick in the other. he slapped the pretty pink tip on your lips before sliding himself into your mouth. he hissed, squeezing his eyes shut at the feeling of your warm mouth. he opened them to look down at you. you looked so pretty like this, he thought. your mouth full of dick. “you’re so fucking good at this, huh?”

you kept sucking him off. every once in awhile jongho thrusted his hips up making his dick hit the back of your throat. you had tears in your eyes from how deep he was.

he pulled you off of him, “you like me using you? this what you want?”

“i love it. i want more.”

so he gave it to you. he kicked his bottoms out of the way so that he could undress you. he all but ripped off your top. he started to place kisses all over your chest that were soft initially but they soon turned rough and bruising. jongho’s lips were on one of your breasts, sucking on the perky brown nipple while his fingers tugged on the other.

“feels good, jjong,” you moaned, carding your fingers through his hair.

he was obsessed with your boobs. he sucked and kissed on them until your pussy was a weeping, drooling mess. you kept squirming so he disconnected his lips from your other nipple to focus on undressing your bottom half. jongho didn’t speak when he grabbed you up and put you face down ass up on your plushy, pink carpet. in this position, he could see everything. your pretty pussy was just begging to be fucked the way it was soaked and damn near dripping.

“i don’t have a condom,” jongho said.

“just pull out. please, i need you,” you whined with a swivel of your hips. just that small movement made your ass jiggle and made jongho lose his mind even more.

“you want my dick that bad, sweetie?”

“i need it. i need to feel you, jjong. please, fuck me,” you whined some more. your whining and begging turned him on to the point he couldn’t wait anymore. he used one hand to grab your hip, the other he used to like himself up at your tight pussy. he pushed in, slowly.

“you’re so fucking tight,” jongho grunted through clenched teeth. he used both of his hands to grip your hips when he picked up the pace of his thrusts.

your skin felt hot all over. all you could do was moan while he fucked you because every other thought was static and white noise. he started fucking you even harder, his hands gripping your hips so hard you knew he was gonna leave bruises; bruises that you’d wear proudly. you cried out, your nails digging into your carpet, your pussy squeezing around his fat dick. his one hand moved from your hip to your shoulder for more leverage to pound into your pussy even deeper. you cried out his name in pleasure and craned your neck to look at him.

he smiled deviously at you, “making this pussy feel good, baby?”

“so fucking good,” you replied.

he was fucking you so good you understood why some girls couldn’t leave niggas alone. he was fucking drilling you. you didn’t think your legs were going to work properly after this.

“fuck me back, sweetie,” jongho encouraged you, leaving a stinging smack on your ass cheek. you complied with his wishes, backing your pretty ass up on his pelvis. jongho was in heaven watching the way your ass rippled every time you moved against him. “that’s my good fucking girl.” he praised smacking your ass again.

you kept at it for what felt like hours; fucking each other like rabbits until you creamed all over his dick with a loud moan that probably woke your neighbors. jongho wasn’t done though. he pulled out of your pussy and flipped you on your back. he pushed back in almost as quickly as he pulled out.

“wanna see your pretty face when i’m making myself cum from this pussy.” his dirty words not only made heat gather in your cheeks but your pussy fluttered around him. he smiled at you before giving you a sweet kiss on the lips that was a stark contrast to the way he was fucking you. his thumb came in contact with your clit, rubbing in small circles so you could cum again. you were still so sensitive from your first orgasm that this one came down faster and twice as hard.

“shit, jongho!” you cried out as you orgasmed again. your heart was beating out of your chest and your ears were ringing and you swore you were seeing stars.

“fuck, baby. fuck!” jongho grunted. he pulled out just before he could nut inside of you. his seed splattered on the soft skin of your tummy. you scooped up his cum with your fingers and brought them to your mouth, sucking them with a moan. jongho watched you with low hooded eyes and his chest still rising and falling from his own orgasm.

“you taste so good, jjong.”

jongho smiled and then leaned down to kiss your lips, “feeling alright?” he helped you up from the floor and sat you on the couch.

“mhm,” you confirmed with a nod. “we should do this again.”

“i’d love to.”

Can we get a very short drabble (the way you answer asks, that's perfect too) on jk and Nabi being obsessed with oc's mommy milkers

You feel the tiny dig of a finger at your chest before a small hand tries to tug the front of your top down.

"Nabi, baby," you scold, making her let go of the lacy material. "I thought I told you many times already."

Nabi pouts at you, sad and grumpy. But she's also extremely mischievous — perhaps because you love to spoil her, which may have led to some bratty tendencies. But how could you not? She's so tiny and cute and has the same doe eyes as Jungkook. That's reason enough — so she moves her hand back to your chest.

"Don't try to take my top off." You raise your brows. "We've talked about this so many times, missy."

You gently remove her hand from your chest again, adjusting her little body on your hip as you continue stirring the food on the stove.

"Talked about what?"

Both you and Nabi turn to Jungkook’s voice.

"Jungkook," you beam. Your legs move on their own toward him. Nabi utters happy little sounds.

He gives you both a forehead kiss, taking Nabi from your arms when she impatiently wriggles to get his attention and be held by him.

"What was she up to again?" he asks, his sparkly eyes focused on Nabi, who is currently giving him her brightest smile. Jungkook tickles her tummy, and she squeals.

You get back to stirring the pot. "Just, you know, she's been obsessed with taking this off again." You point to the lacy camisole you're wearing.

He chuckles deeply. "I'm obsessed with them too. She takes after me." You roll your eyes at his silliness.

Jungkook pecks your neck. One hand grabs your waist. He sneakily brushes his fingers up your sides, gently tracing over your ribcage until his hand squeezes the supple flesh of your chest.

You draw a sharp breath. "You're too much, Jungkook," you tease, your cheeks turning hot as you gently push him away.

Jungkook grins. He can't keep his hand to himself. They naturally land on your waist again.

"Just missed you." He kisses Nabis head. "You too." He watches you cook, fingers somehow managing to slip underneath your top and draw little circles on your skin. "The kids at boxing class have missed you too. They asked why my pretty assistant wasn't here today."

You giggle. "They really said that?"

When you visited Jungkook at work the other day, he was giving a class for the children, and he decided to put you in boxing gloves and called you his assistant for today's class.

"Yeah, and I told him to knock it off because you're my girlfriend. And then they all giggled and said that was really obvious because I kept smiling when you were around," Jungkook says. "And because Jia saw us kissing."

"Jungkook, why are you picking up fights with 8-year-olds?" You laugh, shaking your head, incredulous at his antics. "You're unbelievable. But I'd love to visit again if you'd want me to."

"I'd love that." He plants a kiss on your temple. "I love having you around me."

cutie