This Was So Cute

This was so cute

Truth Or Lies

Warnings: Just fluffy

Pairing: Jin!BTS x reader

Premise: It was up to him to decide. You knew this wasn't something to push. “Are we telling the truth or are we lying?”, patiently you waited.

Author's notes: Just a super short one I thought up while doing dishes the other day. Heavily unedited.

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Your Team loses for the 3rd time that night.

Everyone starts to say their goodbyes and one by one they hang up; except you and one other person.

“Yah, we are never playing on their team again.” The male voice yells from the other end of the line, making you chuckle.

You had been playing with this person for over 3 months online. You had become quick friends despite the language barrier. He had worked really hard to get better at his English to be able to communicate with you. Originally it was just for gaming online, now it was for all the midday and late hour discord calls. Thankfully you were able to answer his calls almost any time of the day as you were working from home.

You hear him shuffle about and sigh deeply. Then nothing. Silence. He wasn’t known for silence. He would always chat about something unimportant and trivial and you would listen and respond when you deemed necessary. When he was really getting animated over something he would unknowingly slip back into his native tongue, which always brought a smile to your face when he would grumble an apology in English.

“What’s wrong?” You questioned.

“Can I ask you something?” He hesitates.

“Of course.” Was all you said, still wearing your headset while making yourself a tea.

More silence. You began to worry a little.

“We’re friends right?” He hesitates.

“Yesss?” You push.

“What’s your real name?” He blurts out.

Silence. This time on your end. You contemplate answering him. It’s not that you mind telling him, but there's something in his voice that makes you think he wasn’t ready to answer that himself.

“Are we telling the truth or are we lying?” You ask carefully.

“.....Lying” He whispers after some time.

“My name is Serena. What’s yours?” You begin, taping your fingers on your mug, leaning against your counter top. Smirking at your sailor moon monopoly game still sprawled out on your kitchen table from the night before.

“Ha-Joon” He responds. “What do you do for work?”

“Part time at a florist's shop. You?” You sip your tea. Thinking back to past fanfics you have come across.

“Uh, I’m not right now.” His questions keep coming after that.

“Do you have siblings?” “No”

“Favourite colour?” “Green”

“How old?” “184” *smirk*

“Pets?” “No”

“Favourite music?” “Country”

“Single” “Depends who’s asking”

Eventually after what feels like a million questions keep shooting back and forth. However, you know all your answers are lies; Just like his.

It’s been almost a year since that day. You both still talk every chance you get. Neither of you brought up that night again.

At this point in your life, he was the person closest to you. Your friendship continued to deepen into something more.

Late one night, something changed. He started acting weird, avoiding questions, all while you kept hearing snickering from the other line. Eventually you had enough.

“Ha-Joon” You began “What’s going on with you lately?”

“I - Uh - I’m - You - “ He stuttered, you patiently wait for him to finish.

He took a deep breath and prepared himself.

“What’s your real name?” annunciating every word carefully.

You had thought about this moment since that day. If it would ever come, if he would ever be ready to actually tell you the truth.

A truth you already knew, but wanted him to tell you when he was ready. You knew since the first voice call. You would know that voice from anywhere. You’d listened to it everyday in more ways than one.

“Truth or Lies?” Maybe now he was ready.

“Truth”

“Y/N” Tension building. “Yours?”

“Jin.” there's a crash, you smile. Him once again falling back into his native tongue. “Ahhhhh, why is this hard? What if she doesn't want to be friends anymore. What if she gets scared? You’re being a fool Seokjin, you’re just making a friend. You are world wide handsome”

You couldn't hold it in any longer. You start to laugh; you start to laugh so hard you start crying, clutching your chest in an attempt to catch your breath.

“Why are you laughing?” He asks in Korean, forgetting to ask in English.

“You gave yourself a pep talk.” You can barely get out in Korean. “You - you - called yourself worldwide handsome.”

“YOU CAN SPEAK KOREAN.” He bellows over the voice call, making you laugh harder. “WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME YOU COULD SPEAK KOREAN??”

Eventually you regain composure.

“You said to lie” stating simply, wiping tears from your eyes. You fall back onto your bed, wrapping yourself in your fluffy duvet.

“Right….. Soooo?” He trails off.

“My name is Y/N, I’m 33. I work as a financial advisor, and I work from home.” You try recalling all past questions. “I live alone with my 2 cats. I have an older sister. My favourite colour is black. I am single. And my favorite music is Kpop.”

“Do you know BTS?” Was his only response.

“Do you know ARMY?” You reply in retaliation.

“YAH, you know who I am!” He yells again.

“I always knew.” You smirk. “I knew since the first game.”

“Y/N…..” You hear him smile “Thank you.

when the morning comes

— summary: it’s not always the easiest when it comes to waking up and having to leave you but even then, you make every moment worth it all

— pairing: bts x reader

— genre: fluff, mafia!au

— word count: 2.7k

— warnings: none

— a/n: hope you like

When the alarm rings softly on the nightstand, vibrating and buzzing and Namjoon lets out an annoyed groan as he reaches out to shut the phone off, Taehyung doesn’t hear it.

Even as the rest of them groans awake and makes shifting movements on the bed, he’s still peacefully sleeping with you held in his arms.

He only understands that dawn is ready to come when you move around in his arms, shuffling closer, hating the warmth already leaving from the comfort of the bed, and holds him tighter.

Keep reading

I literally fell in LOVE with the first prompt game so i basically screamed when i saw pt 2

Can i request IMG 1 #31, #34 and #44 for Changbin?

Do what ever u want with it, it'd be happy w/ anything🖤

SKZ Prompt Game

Prompts: "I can't keep kissing strangers and pretending that they're you."

"I might never get another chance to say this."

"I still remember the way you taste."

Relationship: Past Childhood Lover!FemReader x Crime Boss!Changbin

Genre: Angst, Light Smut

Warnings: Mentions of guns, violence, Criminal acts, Underworld Shit (clubs, prostitutes, drugs, illicit dealings, etc.). Knife Play, Dark Sex. Unprotected sex. (Wrap it kids.)

"I might never get another chance to say this-I love you."

"Why does it hurt so much to hear you say that?"

"Because you don't believe it?"

"Or because you don't mean it?"

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It's been ten years since you last saw Seo Changbin.

Ten years, and yet the moment your eyes meet his across the packed club, it's as if it was only yesterday.

After all-the pain, the hurt, the betrayal-it's all just as raw as if it were.

You'd known it was a bad idea to come here.

Known it the moment your best friend had invited you to your mutual coworker's bachelorette party, using the excuse that you 'needed to find some new dick to obsess over.'

She's right of course, you haven't had a good relationship-hell, let alone a good lay in a couple of years if you're being honest-but the moment the limo had pulled up to the most popular club in town, you'd known you were in deep shit.

Forget the fact that it's run by one of the biggest criminal gangs of the city.

Forget the fact that it's strippers and drinks and loud booming music and swanky atmosphere are only a legal façade for the dark, illegal underworld shit that happens underneath.

No, all of that on it's own should've tipped you off to the fact that this was a bad idea waiting to happen, should've made you fight and protest a little harder as the already tipsy group of girls and your best friend had dragged you laughing and singing past the bouncer, who merely gave a wave of his hand and nothing more than a second glance, as if you had some special standing invitation.

But it didn't, and you had gone along with it as they all giggled over their 'coveted invitation' and settled in at your table right in front of the main stage, as women way too fucking hot to be real had spun their poles, and men way too fucking ripped served drinks off of glittering golden trays.

The biggest fucking red flag of all, though, the thing that should've sent you running back to the limo, demanding the driver take you immediately home, locking the doors behind you, was not the false over the top glitz and glam of the club, your friends already slightly inebriated state, or the drugs covertly being served alongside drinks.

No, the biggest red flag of all, was now staring at you, eyes locked from across the club, lips pulled into a thin, stern line, muscles practically bulging out of his expensive Armani suit.

Seo Fucking Changbin.

Your childhood lover and ex boyfriend.

The only man who had ever successfully broken your heart, shattering it so thoroughly that you hadn't had a fulfilling relationship since.

And coincidentally, the owner of this club.

Oh, and the city's biggest crime boss. Did you forget to mention that?

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Fuck.

I haven't seen her in almost ten years, and now here she is, in my club of all places, fallen right into my lap.

She hasn't changed a bit-all big doe eyes and soft skin and perfect tits.

My dick twitches in my pants at the thought, and I release a long, slow breath, holding her in the line of my dark, hungry gaze.

Obsession curls tight around my chest, and a perverse sense of protectiveness itches at the back of my throat as one of the girls she came with leans over and whispers something in her ear, laughing, motioning to one of the passing servers.

She pulls her gaze from me for just a moment, following his movements, giving her friend a tight nod and a smile that plays along, though I can tell she's not really interested.

Still, watching her gaze follow the almost naked waiter makes me clench my teeth until my jaw pops.

As if she can still feel me staring, my eyes drilling into the side of her head, she glances back to me nervously, saying something to her friend under her breath, before she stands from the table and heads in the direction of the club's bathroom.

"God fucking dammit." I swear beneath my breath, and without thinking, push myself off my normal vantage point of wall, already making a beeline for the direction she had disappeared.

Of course she would run.

But now that I had her again, I wasn't going to let her go so easily.

Not like the first time.

Because now, unlike the last time she saw me, Seo Changbin didn't lose.

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"Excuse me." You murmur under the loud thumping of the music, the bass shaking the floor and reverberating through the heels you wear.

The man leaning against the wall in front of the women's bathroom glances at you in disinterest, pulling the lit cigarette from his lips as he blows a stream of smoke into the dusky club air.

The woman hanging off his arm stares at you with open disdain on her pretty features.

You try again, louder this time, attempting to push past them now.

The more time you waste, the faster Seo Changbin is closing in.

"Excuse me, I just need to use the bathroom-"

A hand comes down on your outstretched arm-grip firm, fingers curling around your wrist-and you're caught off guard, stunned into terrified silence, as you look up and see Seo Changbin towering over you, an unreadable expression on his features.

He glances toward the couple blocking the bathroom. "Lino, you're in charge till I get back."

The man-Lino-smirks and blows out another puff of smoke, leaning his head back against the wall behind him as he nods. Your eyes are drawn to the bold, dark tattoo of a cat's gaping maw-sharp teeth dripping with saliva-that covers his throat. "Sure thing, boss."

Without another word, Seo Changbin turns on his heel, and begins easily pulling you along behind him through the throngs of people packed in the club.

"Hey, stop, my friends-" You protest, because it's the only thing you can think to say in your frantic, panicked state, but he doesn't give you a backward glance, and for the most part, neither do the clubgoers.

In fact, they seem to part for him, like his presence alone is intimidating enough to clear a path for the two of you.

It probably is.

He leads you around the bar, tugging you easily even when you struggle, and up a flight of stairs you'd never noticed before, tucked back behind the display of jeweled tone alcohols and glittering glasses.

It leads to a quiet, dark hallway lined with doors, and the music from below is a distant pounding now, as he strides to the last door and inserts a code on the keypad.

The lock clicks, and Seo Changbin shoves you inside.

You stumble a little at the forward motion, the release of his fingers finally from your wrist, but manage to right yourself, glaring at him as he leans against the once again closed door, muscular arms crossed across his chest.

When he doesn't immediately say anything, you take the opportunity.

"Funny, is this how you treat all your guests?" There is sharpness in your tone, but your words wobble just a bit.

You hide your trembling fingers in the folds of your dress, and force yourself to hold his dark stare.

"No." He remarks, face still unreadable, body unmoving. "Just ghosts."

His words send a painful thrum through you already stinging heart, but you don't let the reaction show on your face, tipping your chin up and staring him down defiantly.

Maybe a bad idea, considering the biggest crime boss in the city is standing across from you, locked in the same room, but you're angry, and you don't care if he knows.

"I'm leaving now. My friends will be wondering where I went-"

He scoffs, leaning more heavily against the door, as you take a brave step toward him.

"Pet, your friends were drunk when they stumbled in here. They're probably six shots deep with my table boys by now and don't even remember you exist."

The use of the old nickname makes your body stiffen and go cold, like you've suddenly been doused in freezing water.

"You're at my mercy currently, pet. Mine."

A shadow crosses Seo Changbin's face, and he pushes off the door, crossing the room to the desk, and as he passes you, you can't stop yourself from shrinking away.

He flicks dark eyes toward you at the movement, as he straddles the chair behind the desk, and you don't miss the way his inked fingers flex on the back as he settles, strong and capable of ripping you to pieces.

They've done it once, why not again?

"Ah." He muses beneath his breath, as if to himself, his eyes slowly flicking down your outline, and you resist the urge to back away beneath is penetrating stare. "So you are scared of me. Wise, little pet, I'm a dangerous man."

You tip your chin, and pray to god your next words don't tremble.

"I'm not scared of you. You've done your worst on me already, what else could you possibly take?"

His eyes flash dangerously, and his lips curve into the hint of a smirk that makes your knees weak and a chill run down your spine.

"Everything, pet, everything."

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Fuck, she's even more addicting up close.

When I locked her in here with me, I didn't account for the fact that I'd be able to smell her perfume-faint whiffs of something floral-or see every flawless inch of her skin clearly, soft and spilling out of that tiny dress like it belongs to me.

And it does, she just doesn't know it yet.

It always has.

I adjust slightly on my seat, my hard on growing uncomfortable at the thought, and cock my head, studying her, watching the way her chest rises and falls with fast breaths, the way her pulse flutters against her throat.

She's scared, and it's intoxicating.

Still, she's a spitfire, and it's something I've always admired about her.

"What do you want, Changbin?" She snaps out, and I swear to god, hearing my name on her lips after so long is almost enough to make me come.

Instead, I arch a brow, and settle back into my seat.

"You." I reply back simply, bluntly, and watch the emotions flicker across her face at my answer-surprise, fear, anger.

"You had me." She spits back, hands clenching into fists, the movement rustling the thin slip of her dress against her thigh.

I resist the urge to let my gaze trail down to the swathe of skin I know has been revealed, but only barely.

She takes a brave step forward, eyes flashing.

"You had me, and then you threw me away, for this." She gestures vaguely at the room around us, the club below us, the music still pounding dully through the floor.

Anger threatens to crawl up my throat at her blatant naivety, but I swallow it down, and instead, say calmly, coolly, "I never stopped thinking about you."

"It's not enough." She hurls out angrily, tears gathering in the corner of her eyes.

She always was an angrier crier, something I'd teased her about for years, something that irritated her to no end.

"It's not enough, because you fucking broke my heart, Changbin, you stomped on it, shattered it, and ruined everything good for me ever again."

Something about her words catches my attention, alighting my interest.

Before I can ask her about it, she angrily swipes at her eyes and turns, stomping toward the door.

"I'm leaving. Let me go."

She tugs at the locked knob to no avail, and I tuck back a smile at how cute she looks struggling to get free.

Caught, little pet, you're mine now.

I reach into the drawer of the desk and pull out the dagger I keep there, calmly weaving it through my fingers, waiting for her to give me her attention once again.

She huffs out an exasperated breath, turning to me with fire in her eyes, "Changbin-"

She freezes the moment she sees the knife.

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Fuck.

Fuck fuck fuck.

He has a knife, and now he's going to kill you.

Your breath stalls in your throat, as Changbin flips the knife easily around in his fingers, seeming to admire the way it flashes in the low light of the room.

"I did it for you, you know." He muses, more to himself than anything, and you can't seem to take your gaze off the knife, swallowing hard against the dryness suddenly coating your mouth.

He glances up at you, and his dark eyes connect with yours, the knife stilling in his fingers.

Something jumps to life in your stomach.

"It doesn't matter." You manage to choke out, backing against the solidness of the door, your knees suddenly weak.

You hate to admit it, as he stands and stalks toward you, like a predator cornering its prey, that it's not entirely from fear.

"It does though." He remarks softly, closing in on you, expression serious, knife still dangling from his fingers. "Because some shitty street-fighting kid from the slums who could barely read couldn't provide for you, protect you, love you like you deserved."

He glances down, close now, the knife held between you.

Your breath is shallow, and your pulse is pounding.

"But Seo Changbin-crime boss, club owner,, millionaire-he absolutely could do all those things. All those things and more."

You swallow hard, as he glances up at you.

The heat in his eyes has warmth pooling between your thighs, and your next words come out on an unconvincing stutter.

"I'm not scared of you."

He smirks, dark brow arching.

"I know. But you're scared of the way my darkness coaxes your own to come out and play."

You jump as you feel the cold, flat edge of the dagger press into the skin of your upper thigh.

You gasp in a breath, and Changbin's eyes darken at the sound.

"Aren't you, pet?"

He slides the dagger slowly up your leg, rotating it so the sharp point pricks the sensitive skin of your inner thigh, and you bite down hard on your bottom lip to stop the whimper that's threatening to escape.

"S-stop." You choke out, though your body is screaming, reacting, telling him to keep going, a direct contradiction to your shaky words.

He arches a brow, and keeps going.

"Funny, pet, isn't it-" He muses, still dragging the tip of the dagger across your skin, leaving goosebumps in its wake. "-how our words can tell one story, but our bodies betray us every time."

The dagger tip dips into the traitorous wetness coating your skin beneath the short hem of your dress, and you take in a shuddering breath, your chest brushing his.

Triumph flashes in Changbin's eyes, and he leans in, removing the knife, before he brings it up to your chest, flicking the pebble of your peaking nipples through the almost sheer fabric of your dress.

The action makes you gasp, bucking your hips and arching into him involuntarily.

"Ah. There she is. Come out to play."

You swallow, hard, and he leans close, his breath brushing your jaw, nose skimming your ear.

He takes a deep inhale, nose buried in your hair, and releases it slowly, making you shiver.

A growl builds in his chest.

"God, pet, you're like a fucking drug, you know that?"

He slips the tip of the knife below your chin, forcing you to drop your head back against the door, staring up at him.

His eyes are dark, swallowed entirely by his pupils, and it sends your stomach swooping.

He reaches out, letting his thumb drag roughly across the full plumpness of your bottom lip.

"I still remember the way you taste."

Something in his tone, in the way he says the words, tells you he's not talking about your mouth any longer.

The thought sends instant molten heat directly to your core, and a surge of dark confidence spiraling inside of you.

You arch your brow at him in challenge.

"Wanna test the accuracy of your memory then?"

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God, she's fucking incredible.

Staring back at me like she's the one holding the knife, and it's not currently pressed to the soft, fleshy underbelly of her jaw.

My dick is so hard it's painful.

In a minute, I tell it silently, because there's still something from earlier, something she said, that I need to get to the bottom of first.

"Patience, pet." I murmur, a warning as much to her as to myself, as I take in a long inhale through my nose, and trace the column of her throat carefully with the sharp tip of the knife.

I don't miss the way her nipples harden even further with the motion.

"First, there's something we need to address."

"What?" She asks breathlessly, and the breathy quality of her voice has me groaning, digging my free hand into the door beside her head, if only to keep myself from bending her over the desk and taking her now.

"Earlier-" I grit out past clenched teeth, forcing myself to take an inhale once more and smooth over my expression. God, she's got me in a fucking chokehold, doesn't she? "-you said something about me ruining everything good for you ever again."

She flinches at the words between us, but I keep going.

"What did you mean, pet?"

At first, I think she'll resist, refuse to tell me, defiance flashing in her eyes briefly, but it's gone as quickly as it came, and she slumps against the door, letting out a long breath, something sad replacing the fiery look in her expression.

Fuck, I like the fire, bring back the fire.

This? This-melancholy, aching sadness? That's not the pet I know.

Another shuddering breath leaves her lips, and then she whispers into the stillness of the air between us, "I can't keep kissing strangers and pretending that they're you."

Well, fuck.

I tangle my fingers in her hair and yank her head back.

"Well, now you don't have to." I growl out.

Surprise flashes briefly across her face, and then my lips are on hers in a bruising kiss, my knife still at her throat.

Fucking hell, she tastes just like I remember-sweet and soft and god, so fucking responsive.

She mewls as I lick into her mouth, and the sound goes straight to my already painfully hard dick.

The obsessions curls like dark, thick tendrils around my chest, squeezing so tight I can hardly breathe, and I know, I'll never love another woman like I love her.

Mine.

I separate us with a tug on her hair, and she whines at the loss of contact, and fuck, she's pretty.

Her eyes glazed, her lips parted, slick and swollen from my tongue, hair messy and wound between my fingers.

So fucking pretty, my pet.

I flick underneath her chin with the tip of the dagger, jerking my head over my shoulder in the direction of my desk.

"Get on the desk. Now."

She lifts her chin, defiance flashing across her gaze. "And if I don't?"

Ah. There she is. That's the pet I know, her darkness matching my own.

I tug harder on her hair in response, and let the dagger dig deeper into her throat. A single droplet of crimson blood beads beneath the blade.

"Now, pet." I command darkly, and this time, she listens.

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You slide your ass back on the desk, careful not to disturb anything or knock it to the ground, but you shouldn't have bothered, because Changbin sweeps it all off with a crash as soon as he reaches you.

You start a little at the sound of shattering glass, but he ignores everything but you, eyes dark and predatory, knife still in his hand.

"Spread your legs." He commands, and you do so without much thought, because resisting him this long has made you ache.

His palms go on your knees, spreading you wider for him, and glancing down at you, he lets out a growl of frustration beneath his breath, before slicing your panties cleanly off with the knife in one smooth motion, throwing them aside.

"Changbin-" You gasp out, but he ignores you, tossing the blade aside before sinking to his knees between your legs.

"You know I don't like barriers, pet. I'm not a patient man."

He glances up at you, expression hungry, eyes dark.

A slight smirk curves his lips.

"Now, let's see if memory serves, hm, pet?"

And without warning, he drops his mouth to you.

Fuck, you forgot how talented Changbin is with his tongue.

You choke on your breath, arching your back, your fingers tangling into his hair, whimpers leaving your lips without your bidding, erratic and frenzied.

He doesn't stop until your legs are shaking and you're crying out his name on every other breath, coming so hard you see stars, and even then, he doesn't pull back until you're begging him to stop, body on the verge of collapse.

He sits back, large palms still on your inner thighs, and slowly licks his shining lips, holding your gaze the whole time.

A shaky, insane sort of laugh leaves you, your body jello, lying splayed on his desk, your ripped panties god knows where.

"So?"

He tilts his head, eyes darkening.

"Better than I remembered, pet. So much fucking better."

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She sits up then, which, I'll give her credit for, because I really gave it my all, and her arms are visibly shaking, but the stubborn look is back on her face, and my god, it takes everything in my willpower not to immediately dive back between her heavenly legs and make her come until she's screaming my name again.

Instead, I wait, as she scoots to the edge of my desk and motions me forward with a crook of her finger.

Anyone else's head would be on the line if they pulled that shit with me, but not her, never her.

God, I'm fucking in deep.

"This is a nice suit." She muses, twisting her fingers through the belt loops, tugging me closer.

"You think so, pet?" I murmur back, not even bothering to hide my smirk.

"Mhm." She hums back, before something wicked comes across her pretty features. "It stays on."

Ah, dark little pet.

Her fingers make quick work of the zipper and closure, and I can't stop the groan that passes my lips as I finally spring free.

She doesn't miss the sound, tugging me back with her as she lays back on the desk, eyes flashing with triumph that goes straight to my already steely hard on.

"How long?" She asks, and I know what she's implying by the darkly mischievous look on her pretty face.

"Ever since you walked into the goddamn club, pet."

Fucking boner hasn't gone away since.

I groan again as she finally fists me, and the sound drops into a growl as she teases me, brushing me along the warm, soft skin of her thighs.

My hand comes up to clamp down on her own.

"Put it in, pet, or I'll do it myself."

Her brow arches in challenge, and god, if that doesn't turn me on.

"Condom?" She asks, and I immediately shake my head.

"No barriers, pet."

I see her chest rise and fall with a quick breath, as if she's fully taking in what that means, and then without warning, she slides me inside.

Fuck, if I don't see stars.

I could be inside this woman forever.

I brace myself on the desk and take in a breath, frozen for a moment, because now that I'm finally feeling her again, I feel as if I might explode, and I want this moment to last forever.

She shifts, clenching, making me let out a hiss through my teeth, and when I glance up at her, she's smirking.

It's the hottest fucking thing I've ever seen in my life.

She arches a brow in a challenge of her own.

"Move, Changbin, or I'll do it myself."

I growl, leaning forward to collar her throat with my hand, and as I do so, I thrust, making her gasp and arch against the desk.

"Careful what you wish for, pet."

She smiles, and I feel her darkness twine around my own.

It's the best fucking feeling in the entire world.

This was just so 🥵

Unexpected

Part 2 • Part 3

You could have told me you were a married man.

{Tengen & Wives x Fem! Reader}

Warnings: Contains Smut - never in my life did I think I’d write a 5some. Vaginal sex — cunnalingus (giving and receiving) and Face sitting

A/N: in honor of our beautiful sound Hashira and his beautiful wives finally being animated in all their glory I’d also like to add — if this is well received I’ll absolutely write more! I have plenty of ideas for them

Word Count: 7,540

You never expected to catch the sound pillar’s eye. The extravagant man was attracted to anything he considered flamboyant and you figured you were anything but. However the man seemed to be fascinated by you as you tended to his wounds.

Bandaging led to touching, which led to kissing, which led to even more. The next morning you were mortified thinking the pillar must have been poisoned and not had his wits about him. After he assured you that wasn't the case, you began seeing him more often.

You thought he was sweet, maybe a little vulgar from time to time, but friendly overall. Some found him annoying, you found him rather charming…until…. “Tengen.” you crossed your arms, looking up at the large man as if you were intimidating. No one was intimidating if you had to look all the way down to see them.

The man in question was smiling down at you as if he found this cute. “Tengen.” you stated again, staring up at the man as if that would make him respond. “You know, I may be shorter than you, but I’m still the perfect height to knee you in the balls. Answer me.” that got the smile to falter, “what is it?” he tilted his head, arms crossing as he continued to look at you. “Why didn’t you tell me you were a married man?” you felt like a filthy cheater.

“I didn’t think it was necessary to tell you yet.” he spoke as if this were an everyday occurrence. “You were going to tell me?” you couldn't really wrap your head around the man in front of you. He was a married man, a man married to three wives. “Do they even know about each other?” you were infuriated. “They are well aware of each other, we all live together after all.” your eyes widened, what the hell was this man into?

“Let me explain before you get things all twisted in your mind.” you listened intently as he explained the whole situation. “I do apologize for not telling you sooner, I was afraid I’d scare you away.” he reached for your hand, one you let him take and lift to his lips. “Do they know about me?” you sunk your teeth into your lower lip, “they do, I’ve told them much about you.” you felt your cheeks heat, it seems you were the only one out of the loop.

“I had no intention of being with other women. Three are more than enough for me and I care for them dearly, but then I met you. I’ll be damned but you swept me off my feet.” he seemed a bit embarrassed to say such a thing. “Me? I wooed the great Uzui Tengen?” you laughed, feeling the mood lighten a bit. “You did, of course you did! You knocked the wind out of me, I never intended to have a fourth wife but you...took me by surprise.” your eyes widened at the use of “fourth wife.” whether he intended to or not, he made his intentions very clear.

“Do...they like me?” you found yourself aching for the approval of three women you hadn’t met yet.

“They can’t form an opinion till they meet you, my dear. But they are thinking highly of you since you managed to steal my heart.” he played with your fingers while he talked. “Makio is a bit rough around the edges, she is quick to anger but really a sweetheart. Then there is Hina, the level headed one of the three. She is very motherly and sweet but she is strong as steel. And then there is Suma, who is a little cry baby but she is adorable.” he laughed softly to himself as he thought of his three wives. “I think you will fit in perfectly, you have quite the mouth on you so you’ll get along well with Makio. You’re level headed like Hina, which also means you’ll get along with Suma.”

You felt light headed, “Well, I certainly feel the pressure.” you laughed softly, hoping Tengen didn’t notice your clammy palm. “There is nothing to worry about, y/n. You don’t have to meet them till you’re ready.” He kissed your knuckles again, hoping to ease your racing heart. “I would like to meet them.” You figured there was no better way than just ripping the bandaid off all at once.

“Then let’s go meet them.” He watched your eyes turn as wide as saucers and began to laugh. “See! You aren’t ready yet. If you are so eager to meet them, how about tomorrow afternoon for lunch?” You sighed, slightly relieved that you would have some time to prepare. “Okay…” you said after a moment, thinking of all the things you’d need to do to prepare yourself.

“I’ll see you tomorrow my dear.” He kissed your forehead before getting up and disappearing before you could even say a word. You mentally noted that you’d probably never be able to get used to his speed.

You woke up the next morning with your stomach in knots. You took a long soak in the hot springs the night before. You washed your hair, and even used some fancy creams that were saved for special occasions. You decided you didn’t want to overdo it, so you wore your hair as you usually did and put on your corps uniform.

You slipped your Haori on, adjusting yourself one more time before reaching for your favourite scented oil. “I feel like I’m about to be killed.” You muttered to yourself, there was no need to be so intimidated. You trusted Tengen but the pit in your stomach just wouldn’t go away.

“Good afternoon, my dear.” You jumped a little as Tengen’s voice appeared right behind you. “Good afternoon, you scared me.” You turned to face the man, slightly surprised to see his hair down. “Oh…” you took in his full appearance. Everything was the same, but his hair was down and there was no eye makeup.

“Handsome I know.” You laughed as he flexed his muscles, not noticing the smile on his face as you turned to put the scented oils down. “Do I look okay?” You chewed on the inside of your cheek as he gave you a dramatic once over. “Stunning as always.” He kissed your forehead like the day before, but he moved down to kiss your nose, then your cheeks, then finally your lips. “They are going to love you, promise.”

He extended his arm, allowing you to hook yours with his. “They are waiting for us outside.” You nodded, the butterflies in your stomach turning into a wild frenzy as you stepped outside and saw the three women waiting. “Oh my.” Was all you could muster, they were gorgeous. “This is y/n.” Tengen introduced you as you stepped into the sunlight.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you three.” You felt shaky, worried of what their first reactions would be. “It’s wonderful to finally meet you, y/n. Tengen has told us so much!” Hina moved forward, reaching for your free hand. “I’m Hinatsuru, but just call me Hina.” Tengen loosened his grip and allowed Hina to pull you forward towards the other two women.

“I’m Makio!” The girl smiled at you, Suma hiding behind her a bit. “It’s nice to meet you!” She called, she seemed to be as nervous as you. “Go say hi!” Makio pushed her forward. “This is Suma!” Suma squealed as she stumbled forward. “So mean!” She whirled to look at Makio before turning back to you. “Tengen is right! You are beautiful.” The compliment caught you by surprise.

“Suma!” Tengen looked shocked, a blush spreading up his face. “Oh! He gushes about you all the time y/n!” Suma continued, not even paying attention to the way Tengen was turning scarlet. “He really does.” Makio laughed, walking over to Tengen and poking his red cheeks. “Stop it you two!” Hina tried to scold them but ended up laughing instead.

“Let’s go to lunch!” Tengen rushed forward leaving the four of you to follow after him. You laughed as Suma hooked arms with Makio, chasing after the tall man. “I think you’ll like being with us y/n.” Hina smiled, extending her arm to you. “I think so too.” All worries you had faded from your kind, hooking arms with Hina you both chased after the other three.

“So how exactly…does your relationship work?” You felt comfortable enough around them the more you spoke at lunch. You knew the question wouldn’t offend them. “I’ll let you girls explain it, you’ll just bicker at me if I explain it poorly.” You laughed as Makio flicked his arm.

“Well it originally started as Suma and Tengen.” Hina began, sipping her tea quietly. “It’s common for shinobi to have multiple husbands or wives. Over time, Makio and I were accepted into their marriage. it’s the four of us…now we have you!” You felt your cheeks turn warm. They welcomed you in so easily it made your heart soar.

“It’s getting late, shall we order some drinks?” You had been there for at least three hours already. Makio looked out the window of the small restaurant, “May as well stay for dinner since we’ve been here so long.” Tengen shrugged, a large arm wrapping around you and Makio’s shoulder. You came to a startling realisation in that moment, you felt no jealousy seeing Tengen be fond of the other women.

“Sake please!” Suma waved excitedly as a girl brought the drinks over. “If you’re comfortable around us sober, you’ll enjoy our company while drunk” Tengen whispered in your ear, you raised an eyebrow at him. Before you could question him, a woman set down a jar of sake and five cups. “May we see your dinner menu?” Hina smiled as the woman walked away to grab the small menu.

“So what is it like being a demon slayer, y/n?” Makio rested her arm on the table to look around Tengen at you. “We’ve been shinobi our whole lives, Tengen isn’t exactly your average corps member.”

You raised an eyebrow “are you saying i’m average, Makio?” you began to laugh as the girl looked horrified. “I’m kidding! I understand what you meant.” you realised all eyes were on you, eager to hear your story. “It’s not as exciting as you’d think! I’ve had my share of tragedy and became who I am today. It’s boring really.” you downed a shot of sake after that, you didn’t mind talking about your past but it wasn’t really a topic you wanted to share during your first meeting.

“I can drink to that, don’t be afraid to open up to us whenever you need.” Tengen kissed the top of your head, grabbing his own cup and downing sake as well. By the time you ordered your dinner, you had three full jugs of sake gone between the five of you. “Ooh!” Suma was by far the most tipsy, “she’s a lightweight, we usually don’t let her drink this much.” Hina laughed as Suma’s head rested on her shoulder, smiling lazily as the food was placed on the table.

“I can tell.” you smiled at the girl, you felt it yourself but you certainly weren't that far gone. “Some food in her stomach should sober her up.” you portioned food onto her plate and watched her eyes light up. “You’re so kind y/n!” she wailed as tears came to her eyes. Hina tried to hush the girl. “Suma! Man up!” Makio slammed her cup onto the table, the action causing you to burst into a fit of giggles.

“Eat up before it gets cold!” Tengen began to eat, eyes shifting to observe the four of you as you all began to eat. By the time the meal was done, another jug of sake was gone. You finally had the courage to ask some things you were curious about. “Okay okay wait, I do have a question.” you had a lazy grin on your face, falling back a bit to lean against Tengen.

“Ask away.” Hina’s cheeks were a bit rosey, but that was the only telling sign that she was feeling the effects of the sake. “How does sex work between you four?” you couldn’t lie, it was a question that had been haunting you for the last twenty four hours. Tengen barked out a laugh, “I told you she was kinky!”

You gasped, slapping his arm “it’s a valid question!” Makio began laughing, “I’ll let Hina answer that one.” You turned your attention to Hina, who was currently glaring at Makio for passing the question to her. “Well, it depends on the day. Most of the time we share him, other times we all take a go at him.” She shrugged. You began to giggle at the thought.

“So some nights he’ll pick who he wants to spend it with. And other nights you’ll spend it together. Do you ever have like… threesomes if one of you doesn’t want to?” You sipped your water, having switched over after the last cup of sake made your head spin. “Of course, sometimes we even have fun without Tengen.” Makio laughed as Tengen seemed surprised by that answer.

“Do you even have the stamina to take 4 women on in one night ?” You looked at the man next to you, as if the question was a challenge. “You must be kidding, I could take all four of you easily.” He seemed cocky, as if he was hoping you’d ask him to prove it.

“What do you think, Makio? Could he?” Your eyes glanced at Hina and Suma who seemed to be sobering up a bit at the challenge. “I think he may be a little in over his head with that one y/n.” Hina nodded in agreement. “Suma, what do you think?” Suma seemed to be more coherent than she was ten minutes prior. “I think he should try and prove us wrong!”

She burst into another fit of giggles. “Check please!” Tengen waved over to one of the women, and she disappeared quickly to retrieve it. “You four will be the death of me.” He shook his head, your heart skipped a beat as his hand grabbed your thigh, squeezing tightly.

The five of you were a sight to behold as you walked through the streets to get to their estate. “They probably think you’re our pimp.” You laughed as Suma hooked arms with you for support. “Suma don’t say things like that out loud!” Makio yelled, Suma squealed and held onto you tighter.

“I think you made more of a scene than Suma did Makio.” Tengen laughed , Hina guiding him down another road as he looked back at you three. “Y/n, I think you’ll like our home!” Tengen smiled fondly, he couldn’t be happier with how the night was turning out. Though somewhere in the back of his slightly buzzed brain, he was questioning if he’d actually be able to satisfy all four of you.

The added addition of you wasn’t too crazy, but it was still another woman to satisfy.

“Here we are.” Hina announced with a smile, pushing open the gates to allow everyone in. “It may seem surprising but we don’t have any sort of help here. We aren’t really messy people after all.” Suma whispered to you, a dopey smile on her face as she leaned in closer. “Which also means we don’t have to worry about anyone overhearing.”

You must have looked surprised, the giggles she let out caught Makio’s attention. “What did you say to her?” She looked between the two of you, your warm cheeks must have given away that it was a suggestive comment. As you entered into the estate itself you began to realize what exactly was about to take place.

“Have you ever done anything with women before, y/n?” Hina joined your other side, smiling at the way Suma was fiddling with your Haori. “I haven’t…though I've never been opposed to the idea.” You began to feel a bit hot and bothered as they guided you towards their shared bedroom. You knew Tengen’s eyes were glued to you, taking in every little reaction.

“So you’re technically a virgin.” Makio cooed, making your cheeks burn up. “I’m not a virgin!” You wailed a little louder than you would have liked. “My my…you feel warm.” Hina placed a hand to your cheek, pressing her lips to it afterwards to confirm her conclusion. “She’s blushing silly!” Suma giggled as you finally reached their shared room.

“I dunno, Suma. She may not be feeling well. Maybe we will try this another time.” Makio was right behind you, all of a sudden you were all too aware of their bodies pressing to yours. “I-I’m fine! Please…I…” why were you saying please? You heard Tengen chuckle from behind you as well.

“Please what?” Makio was pushing the four of you along into the room, Tengen following a few steps behind. You felt hot, cheeks burning and your palms were slightly clammy. “Please…I-I don’t know…” why was it so hard for you to speak all of a sudden? As you glanced side to side you realized both Suma and Hina’s breasts were squished into you.

“You don’t know?” Hina cooed in your ear, kneeling on the bed and pulling you down with her. “Maybe we should take off some of these layers…” Makio crawled onto the bed as well. Pushing you down until she straddled you fully. “Suma, be a dear and help me.” Makio’s voice was smooth as honey, looking down at you with lidded eyes. Makio began undoing the buttons of your uniform while Suma tugged at your Haori. Hina on the other hand watched with a lazy grin on her face.

“Don’t overwhelm her, you three.” you jumped slightly, forgetting Tengen was even in the room. “We won’t” they all sang back in unison making you giggle. “Sit up a little.” Suma pouted as she struggled to take the haori off of you. “This would be a lot quicker if I did it.” you sunk your teeth into your bottom lip at Tengen’s add in. “Don’t rush us!” Makio whined as she finally finished undoing your top. “Dammit! Why are you wearing this y/n!” she was referring to the bindings you had on your chest.

“Can we just cut them off?” Suma shamelessly began fondling your breast though the cloth. “Y–yeah. Just cut it, rip it…ah…” your eyes fluttered shut when Suma squeezed particularly harshly. “Tengen, get over here.” Your eyes opened as the bed dipped under his weight, you felt heat pool in your abdomen as his much larger hand engulfed your other breast. “Pardon the roughness.” he chuckled to himself as he easily ripped the cloth, your breasts spilling out for the four of them to see.

You squealed as you realized four pairs of eyes were taking in your half naked form. “It’s only fair if you undress too.” You puffed your cheeks out, determined to not hide your breasts. “If you insist!” Suma was all too eager to shed her clothes, not an ounce of embarrassment in her. You came to a startling realization once again when you realized she oozes as much confidence as Tengen does.

“Well if you three are going to just gawk at us…” Suma’s lips crashed to yours with a soft hum. After the initial surprise passed, you kissed her back, arms wrapping around her neck to pull her closer. You were faintly aware of rustling clothes, behind closed eyes you were certain the others were undressing. Your thoughts were confirmed when you felt Tengen’s hands pull your uniform pants down along with your panties in one go.

“Suma, stop hogging her!” You gasped as Makio pushed Suma out of the way, her lips crashing down on you before you could even catch your breath. Makio’s hips rolled against yours, a gasp leaving your lips as your drunken mind processed you were touching skin to skin. You definitely weren’t as sober as you had thought, though becoming lust-drunk wasn’t really helping either.

“Makio!” You smiled against her lips as Suma wailed. “You’ll get another chance, Suma.” It was Hina speaking this time. “Though I'm not too sure with how Tengen is looking at her.” That alone sent your stomach into cartwheels. Makio parted from you, a string of saliva connecting your lips. “So this is what you were keeping from us Tengen? You sly bastard.” Makio slipped off of you, allowing someone else to move on you.

The look in Tengen’s eyes was nothing short of ravenous. “I’ll let you ladies work her up…” he winked down at you, getting himself comfortable while leaving you at the mercy of his three wives. “Well since you two had some fun…” Hina’s lips were on your neck rather than your lips, the sudden stimulation making your moan softly. “Sensitive there?” Makio’s fingers trailed up your legs to your thighs. The sudden close contact made your stomach flip, anticipating her hand to travel where you wanted it.

“Oh? You want me to touch you don’t you y/n.” Makio cooed at you yet again, her hand resting near the top of your thigh. It was hard to even think straight with Hina sucking on your neck. Your eyes trailed over Makio’s form, meanwhile Suma had wandered up the bed to give Tengen some attention. Big breasts, a small waist, thick thighs, Makio was drool worthy in your eyes. “I-I do. Please.”

Makio smiled, hand dancing ever so closer to your throbbing cunt. So this was Tengen’s plan, let the girls do all the foreplay and then let him get to work. “You want me to touch you here?” Her hand brushed over your abdomen, your hips bucking slightly “lower.” Your words were muffled as Hina pecked your lips before licking towards your breasts. You were enjoying the attention but part of you was aching to touch them back. “There is plenty of time for that, pretty girl” Tengen smiled as Suma kissed up his chest.

“Did I say that out loud?” You were positive your face was on fire. “

Before anyone could reply you let out a noise that made everyone freeze. “M-Makio!” You slapped a hand over your mouth as Makio’s fingers ghosted your clit. “Makio, I told you she’s sensitive.” Tengen was laughing as the noise you let out caused Suma to leave him. You didn’t expect Makio to be scarlet when you looked back up at her, her fingers still buried between your slick folds.

Hina on the other hand was kissing your sternum, not going near either breast yet. “Finally! Someone who is more sensitive than me!” Suma cheered, excited that they’d have someone else to tease rather than her. You covered your face with your hands to try and hide the embarrassment, only for Suma to pull them away seconds later. “Nuh uh that's not how we do things. You gotta own the noises you make.” She giggled as your face melted into pleasure, Makio had begun toying with you in earnest now.

“Makio…” you whimpered, her fingers toyed with your clit every few seconds. “Hina!” Your eyes shot down to the dark haired girl that had taken your nipple into her mouth. Suma and Tengen watched intently, you squirmed again, feeling awkward that you had done nothing to pleasure any of them yet.

“Let’s try something else… y/n sit up.” Makio pulled her fingers off of you completely, Suma has crawled away from Tengen to focus on you once more. The three of you looked at Hina, waiting for her next orders. “Suma…lay down.” Suma did as she was asked, out of the corner of your eye you spotted Tengen stroking himself lazily. Suma did as Hina asked, you watched as her breasts jiggled. “Y/N.” Your eyes snapped back to Hina who had a smile on her face from catching you gawking. Heat flooded your cunt in some sort of embarrassed satisfaction.

“Sit on her face please.” The request made Suma squeal in excitement, you nodded, cheeks burning up as you moved. Your thighs caged in her head, thick black hair soft against the plush of your thighs. “C’mon don’t keep me waiting!” Her hands came up to grasp your thighs, urging you to move forward and lower down. “Makio…keep her busy okay?” You tore your eyes from Suma to watch Hina climb over to Tengen, straddling his lap.

“Eyes on me, pretty girl.” Makio blocked your vision, lowering your hips for you so Suma could play with you. Her lips crashed against yours with so much force your thighs gave out, pressing down into Suma’s face. You moaned against Makio’s lips as Suma began greedily lapping at your cunt. “Feels good doesn’t it? Our little Suma is so good with her tongue.” You gasped into Makio’s lips as Suma began lapping at your clit. It was teasing, but enough to make that familiar build up begin in your gut.

You mumbled some sort of response, hands coming up to touch Makio as you gained a bit of confidence when she whined. Involuntarily you began grinding your hips against Suma, her nose bumping your clit at a steady rhythm. Your back arched into Makio as Suma’s moan sent vibrations straight through your core. “Shit…suma…” her grip became tighter on your thighs making you bite down on Makio’s lip. “Makio…can I?” Your fingers ghosted down her front and to her cunt, two fingers slipping between her folds so you could toy with her clit.

There was a moment of silence, you watched her eyes turn glossy as she nodded. Behind her you realized Hina was slowly bouncing, Tengen’s grip tight on her waist. Your fingers rubbed quick circles on her clit, the sudden and intense stimulation making her hips jerk away from you. A smirk creeped up your lips, “too rough?” You weren’t sure where this sudden confidence came from but you weren’t going to question it. “A-a little.” You slowed a bit, biting down on her earlobe as you pushed further, fingers coming in contact with her dripping entrance.

You gasped when suma sucked particularly harshly in your clit, giggling when she heard you. You felt the tension building, determined to bring Makio to her peak by the time Suma brought you to yours. “You three…seem to be having fun.” Tengen’s voice was gruff, watching you three intently while Hina bounced in perfect rhythm on his cock.

You couldn’t muster up a response, slightly hypnotized by the way Hina was moving. Her back was to you, but you could still see the way her breasts bounced. “Oi…Tengen.” Makio’s eyes fluttered shut as you pushed two fingers inside. “Hmm?” He kissed Hina’s shoulder, locking eyes with you while waiting for Makio to respond. “You better fuck her good…she’s a fucking brat.” You laughed against her neck, your fingers pumping in and out of her with ease.

“Don’t you need air, Suma?” Your hips lifted, expecting the girl to be gasping for air. “Did I say you could go anywhere?” She pulled your thighs back down, biting at your clit. “Fuck!” Your fingers buried deeper in Makio out of surprise. “Watch it, Suma!” The squeal she let out had you doubling forward, nails digging into Makio. Your orgasm was quickly approaching, the tension in your gut making you gasp for air.

“She’s close.” Makio stated the obvious with a proud smile, one that faded as soon as you began rubbing quick circles on her clit yet again. “You should come with me, Makio.” You whispered it against her ear for only her. Tengen groaned in approval, you forgot about his hearing. Suma’s tongue became more frantic, all focus maintained on your clit. “Shit Suma!” You underestimated her, your hand spasming between Makio’s folds as Suma pushed you over the edge.

You clenched around nothing, hips jerking as Suma’s tongue didn’t slow down until you were trying to pull your hips away, a pained cry leaving your lips from the overstimulation. You wanted to collapse already, your post orgasm haze making your eyes heavy. “Damn Suma…you already wore her out….” You blinked the stars out of your eyes, lifting your hips to allow her out. “ ‘m not worn out…” you lifted yourself higher, pushing your body weight on Makio until she fell backwards.

“Just gotta find a better angle.” You began lazily kissing down her chest, eyes locking with Tengen as you descended lower. You watched Hina sink down fully with a shaky gasp, hips rocking heavily as she rode out her orgasm. “Ooo gonna show Makio what you can do?” You laughed as Suma crawled up to Tengen, taking Hina’s place as she flopped down on the bed heaving. “One down, three to go.” Tengen winked as Suma slid down on his length.

Your lips sunk into the plush flesh of Makio’s thigh, smiling as she arched her back slightly. You moved up a bit, kissing everywhere but the place you knew she wanted it most. Hina was watching you lazily, eyes flickering from you and Makio to suma and Tengen. “Sorry…” you didn’t know why exactly Tengen was apologizing until the bed shook, Suma’s head fell next to Makio, Tengen lifting her up by her thighs to hook them over his shoulders.

“Always flashy huh” before you could hear his response you buried your face between Makio’s legs. You liked the way she squealed, her moans mixing with Suma’s as Tengen began rocking the whole bed. You focused your mouth on her clit, flicking it back and forth with your tongue until her hand buried in your hair holding you in place. You couldn’t think straight because of the moans and cries leaving Suma. All the while Makio was whining on your tongue. It was sensory overload for your post orgasm mind.

“Shit!” You smiled against her cunt as she came, her whole body twitched as your tongue didn’t slow. “Shit y/n!” You finally slowed, working her through the orgasm until she was whimpering in pain from the overstimulation. “Was that good?” You peppered kisses along her thighs and stomach, crawling up to hover over her and kiss her lips. “Yes…” she had a fucked out look in her eyes, one yoh were going to admire longer if it wasn’t for Suma grabbing you. “Ah…y/n…next time do that to me!” She let her head fall back again, Tengen’s hips rocking into her with perfect precision.

“She’s always talkative regardless of her position.” Tengen laughed, angling his hips a different way and causing her to yell in pleasure. You decided to admire the man before you, momentarily forgetting about the other three women in the room to admire his body. Over six feet of relentlessly trained muscles. His abs constricted with each thrust, leading down into a teasing V-line where his hips met Suma. His strong thighs flexed as he kept himself at a certain angle, as your eyes trailed upwards you noticed the veins bulging in his arms.

Both hands held Suma’s thighs, his arms wrapping around her legs to keep them over his broad shoulders. “Oh you’re close baby aren’t you?” His brows furrowed as he focused, hips moving at the same pace but determined to keep the rhythm. “Hina.” At the sound of her name she sat up, hand snaking down Suma’s front to begin toying with her clit. “Oh!” She whined, cheeks bright red as her eyes squeezed shut. “So cute.” You chuckled at the girl’s expression, anticipation of your own turn with Tengen making you clench around nothing,

You watched in awe as Suma finally reached her own release. The most melodic moan left her lips, one that made your eyebrows raise in surprise. “Woah.” Your simple comment made her burst into giggles despite Tengen rocking her through it. “You think you can take two more big boy?” You watched his soften cock slip

out of her, glistening in the moon light with their arousal. “Oh I absolutely can. Since you want to test me, Makio is first.” You gasped, straightening up to look him in the eye. “You’re really going to make me go last! All your stamina will be gone.” You faked a pout.

“That is precisely why my love. You seem to underestimate me.” You moved away from Makio, giving her space to turn on her back and allow Tengen access to her entrance. “Prove it.” You smiled, anticipation swirling around your gut when he smirked at you. “Oh I will.” Hina surprised you, pulling you against her chest and kissing your cheek as Tengen ran his head between Makio’s slit. “You’re keeping up well, y/n. Are you enjoying yourself?” You relaxed into her touch, “I am…this is certainly a fun way to bond.”

Regardless of just meeting these three women earlier in the day, you felt you had known them your whole life. That was part of the reason this whole thing was so fun for you. They accepted you into the relationship with open arms and respected you. “I’m glad. I must say. This may have to become an everyday occurance.” She giggled as Tengen shot her a surprised look, slipping into Makio in the process. “You know how to rile him up.” Her whisper was only meant for you, but Tengen heard it anyway. “Yeah she does.”

You watched with lidded eyes as Tengen found a steady rhythm, the sound of skin slapping skin echoed in the room once more. You began admiring him again, the way his shoulder muscles flexed as he held up his own weight for example. He was drool worthy handsome, his hair down only intensified it. Sweat beads dripped down his face, sliding along his jaw and landing somewhere on the sheets below him. You couldn’t wait to get your hands on that man, feel his muscles and his soft hair under your fingertips.

Your eyes trailed down Makio’s ass to her waist, Tengen’s hands shifted from holding him up while he leaned over her to holding her waist when changing his angle. Your eyes trailed further to her breasts, squished against the mattress like her face was. She was biting her lip, as if determined to not moan for him. “She’s stubborn when it comes to making noises, I was shocked she was so vocal for you.” You smiled as Hina laced your fingers with hers, playing with your hand while watching the sight before you.

Suma on the other hand was close to falling asleep. “Does she always get this sleepy after?” Your eyes trailed over her, laughing as she curled up in a ball and began to snore. “Sometimes, but not always.” You we’re about to cover her with a blanket when Tengen’s voice stopped you. “You seemed to enjoy watching me with Suma and Hina, keep your eyes trained on me.” He thrusted into Makio particularly hard after that, a mewl leaving her lips. “She’s pretty close, clenching around me tight as a vice.” She whimpered as he revealed her secret.

“So you aren't tired yet, Big boy?” You weren’t sure if you were making it worse for Makio or yourself by taunting him. “I can go all night baby. In fact, maybe I’ll let these three go to bed and I’ll teach you a lesson.” You squeezed your thighs together in anticipation. “My my, you really know how to get to him y/n.” Hina was laughing behind you, you couldn’t help but smile yourself, watching as Makio came around Tengen. “Atta-girl Makio!” Tengen cooed as he rocked her through her orgasm until pulling out completely. “Hina, if you don’t mind cleaning her up. I have a certain brat to attend to.”

You felt a shiver run down your spine, he had a determined glint in his eyes. “Just think baby, you’ll have three beautiful women to attend to you once I’m done.” You gulped at that, maybe teasing him wasn’t the greatest idea. You watched him move Makio to the side, placing her gently on the bed away from him. “Y/n.” You looked him dead in the eye, for some reason you were determined to be a brat to him. “Come here.” You stayed in place, Hina watching you from the corner of her eye with a smile.

“You’re really going down this route?” Tengen chuckled, something that sent your stomach into a frenzy of butterflies. He shook his head, running a hand through his sweaty hair and smirking as you admired him. “I was thinking of going a bit easy on you baby, but I don’t think you want that.” He made his way towards you now, hands coming to grab your legs and tug them towards him. You let out a surprised gasp as you fell flat to your back, staring up at him in surprise.

“Cat got your tongue?” His hand came up to squish your cheeks together, a small smile breaking through his tough guy facade when he saw the way your lips pucker up. “Mmm…aah.” You tried to speak but only muffled nonsense slipped past your squished cheeks. “Bet you’ve been waiting all night for me to show you attention huh?” He wasn’t lying, you’d been waiting for his touch ever since he squeezed your thigh back at the restaurant. Finally he let go of your cheeks, and you nodded quickly “yes.” You weren’t afraid to admit that. Honestly you were a little more intimidated now that he was over you.

“Oh now you want to be good?” Before you could retaliate, his lips crashed to yours in a bruising kiss. You wasted no time, arms wrapping around his neck and pulling him closer. You smiled against his mouth as his white hair fell to tickle your face. He used one hand to keep himself above you while the other came down to hold your hip. You melted into his touch, mouth opening without hesitation to allow his tongue inside. He lowered himself further, using his elbow to keep his weight up while being able to press his body flush against yours.

Your own stomach tensed at the feeling of his abs against you, a stark contrast compared to your own soft skin. His kisses left your mouth and trailed down your neck, biting and sucking wherever he saw fit. You buried your hands in his hair, tugging softly at the strains and making him groan. “So sweet.” His lips descended to your chest. “Why am I even trying to work you up?” You gasped as his hand roughly slipped between your wet folds. Your previous orgasm and arousal made slick noises as he ran his fingers up and down your slit.

“I bet if I slipped in right now you’d suck me in and hold me tight huh? So filthy…” you felt his head press to your entrance, precum still oozing over his tip despite three previous orgasms. “Why don’t you test that theory, Tengen.” Despite coming once, you had pent up frustration over the fact that he saved you for last. You gasped, hands fisting his hair tighter as he pressed his head in just enough to stretch you. The feeling was a bit uncomfortable despite how wet you were, he didn’t pull back out until your hands relaxed their grip.

“Maybe I worked you up too much.” He sounded a bit apologetic as he peppered your face with kisses. You felt his head press into you again, you shivered as he smirked against your neck. “I’ll be gentle with you for a bit.” You felt your cheeks burn up, slightly embarrassed by his sweet talk. Somewhere in the back of your mind you were curious who was watching, but with Tengen fully enveloping your senses you couldn’t care less. The next kiss was sweet enough that it made your mind go blank.

“There we go.” He whispered praise against your lips, pushing his hips in slowly until you took him in fully. “That’s better.” He pulled away a bit, watching your face contort as you adjusted to his size. You’d only slept with him a few times, it was going to take a bit to get fully used to his size. “Now then…I’m going to put you in your place.” Your eyes went wide, almost forgetting the fact that you had antagonized him to get to this point.

“Oh…” you clenched around him involuntarily, trying to avoid his gaze when you realized just how submissive you became for him. You moaned as his hips pulled back and slammed into you again, after a few sloppy harsh thrusts he found a steady rhythm. “See baby, you take me so well.” The sound of skin against skin filled the room again, as well as the sloppy wet noises each time he buried himself in you. “See, so good for me baby. You probably love the fact that Hina, Makio and Suma’s cum is in you now too huh?” You moaned, the filthy thought making you clench around him.

“Yeah you do. Fuck you’re so beautiful.” He grabbed your hair, pulling your head up and forcing you to watch as he thrusted deep into you. He wasn’t going to last as long as he thought, as he thrusted into your sloppy cunt he realized how overstimulated he was becoming. Four women back to back were going to take some practice on his part. “Tengen…” you felt breathless, your second orgasm quickly crept up on you. He moaned shamelessly, eyes wandering down to your bouncing breasts. You clenched tightly, eyes locked on where his cock kept disappearing into your cunt.

You sunk your teeth into your lower lip, watching the way his cock glistened with your arousal with each and every thrust. “Close…” you felt that familiar build up in your gut, clenching tightly as you tried to force yourself over the edge. “Hina?” Tengen forced his eyes away from you to look for her. You couldn’t see her, but it seemed she was still on the bed. “Please.” You were confused about what he was asking her to do until she appeared beside you, laying down on her side. You watched her hand snake down your front disappearing when she found your clit. You connected the dots quickly and let your head fall back the second Tengen released his grip on you.

Hina’s fingers were beautifully skilled, knowing just how fast and how much pressure to apply to have your legs shaking as Tengen rammed into you over and over, perfectly hitting all your sensitive points. Your back arched, eyes squeezing shut as you panted. Your release was so close. “Fuck…” with a few more thrusts, Tengen thrusted so deep you could have sworn he hit your cervix. His release spilled inside of you, Hina’s fingers were relentless as Tengen’s hips rocked through his own orgasm as yours finally crashed down on you. You felt Hina’s fingers retreat as Tengen collapsed on top of you, body sweaty and chest heaving.

“Well I’ll be damned…” he rolled off of you a second later. Flopping down beside you on the bed. “Well you certainly made a mess.” Hina’s voice was right beside your ear, a cool cloth running across your abdomen and working down to your thighs. You blinked a few times, struggling to focus your eyes after the release you had. Suma was already curled up under the blankets further up the bed, Makio was slowly making her way over as well now that you and Tengen were done. Tengen broke the silence a few seconds later “You four really will be the death of me.”

You smiled lazily, thanking Hina for cleaning you up as you rolled over to face him. “I think there are plenty of people out there that would be willing to beg to die by our hands.” Tengen locked eyes with you and laughed “you mine die by your pu—“ a slap to his shoulder by Makio cut him off. “Stop being a perv and cuddle us.” Hina was already slipping under the covers, you crawled over Tengen to get to her, collapsing in her embrace. “Well if you insist.” Tengen slipped between the four of you, pulling you all as close as he could manage.

“You think I got any of you pregnant this time?” You let out a laugh, of course he’d be thinking of something like that. “I dunno, that’s a question for another day. I'm tired.” Makio’s voice was already far off, your eyes feeling as heavy as her voice sounded. “Good night.” You snuggled into Hina’s chest, feeling warm all over because of Tengen’s side being pressed to your back. “Good night.” Hina’s voice was soft and sweet, her cheek squishing against the top of your head. “Rest up, we’ll have round two in the morning.”

“Go to sleep, Tengen!”

Life will get hard and you'll feel like giving up but always be kind to yourself. Remember none of us are perfect, we all make mistakes. Some big, some small. But no matter what, you should never give up on yourself.

“Be nice to yourself. It is hard to be happy when someone is being mean to you all the time.”

— Christine Arylo

I just got this idea for like- a YouTuber! reader x assaasin! Jungkook au where like, the reader runs a super soft channel. Mostly asmr and story times and makeup videos- but really a bit of everything! Jungkook whose life is so stresseful and bloody the one solice he has is when he returns to the safe house and can fall asleep with YouTube open on his laptop next to him with the sound of your voice lulling him to sleep. Talking about your day or anything really. He can listen to you talk for hours. Listens to you reassure him that it’s okay to be soft sometimes and that it Dosent make you weak or booring if you want a gentle life instead of one full of adrenaline.

He must have watched each of your videos at least once and fallen asleep to each of them countless times- something about the sound of your voice that makes him feel like everything is going to be okay. He leaves a comment on each one of your videos and the one time you respond with a heart emoji has him kicking his feet in happiness. He might be a heartless assasin but you make him feel fluttery.

But the job he’s on now isn’t a difficult one- sniper situation, top of a rooftops, rich cheating businessman with his head in Jungkook’s cross hairs. Imagine his surprise when somehow he spots you in the crowded street . In his career he’s done seven single sniper hits and he knows what happens after he pulls the trigger- the chaos and the panic- the trauma of it. And he can’t put you through that. Not the one person that soothes him.

Maybe Jungkook quits the assasin game, goes back to school- or maybe used the degree he’d never though he’d use in film, applies to be your assistant. To help you shoot and edit your videos. And maybe you think Jungkook is a little cagey and shy during the interview, but he’s also an adorably hard worker. He blushes every time you compliment his work.

Imagine your surprise one night when a burglar breaks into your home (not actually a burglar but someone connected to Jungkook’s old life) and the man tries to attack you but Jungkook breaks his neck in his bare hands- because no one touches you or gets to try to hurt you while Jungkook has a beating heart. He will fight to preserve your softness for as long as he breathes.

Luckily you have one of your cameras rolling so the police see the whole thing, and when they ask him how he did that he just lies and said it was video games. And maybe you view him a little differently after that but you know- something in you knows he’d never hurt you.

He saved you, if he hadn’t been there you could have had more than one horrible thing happen to you. You start to have nightmares, and more than a few nights- Jungkook stays over when you ask, because you feel safer with him there.

One night you wake up and find him slumped in your livingroom his headphones in and take a listen- finding its your voice he’s listening too. You snoop a little and find that yeah- he has a bunch of your audios saved as mp3 files. You ask him about it and you’ve never seen him get more flustered quicker, and he confesses that yes- he had been a fan of you for a long time before he started working for you and that he’d gotten use to falling asleep to the sound of your voice and had gotten to the point where he couldn’t sleep without it.

You don’t have a problem with it- you think it’s sweet. A few days later maybe you catch Jungkook downing black coffee like it’s water and ask him to lie down and nap while you get a script finished. And he’s shy as he fingers his headphones, and asks you to read it outloud for him. And when you’re done- you find Jungkook fully asleep, chest rising easily and even, cheek squished against the couch, maybe you reach over and touch his cheek gently. Your fingers tracing his lips.

Eventually he confesses to you his previous occupation and it Dosent make a difference how you feel about him. If anything it makes you admire him even more. Jeon Jungkook Dosent look like a killer at all- not with the way you’ve seen him play with puppies when did your episode of “I become a puppy mom for a day” or the way you’ve seen him fuss over you and if you’re eating healthy food (he’s a bit of a health nut) What kind of person would you be if you didn’t live up to your motto that you repeated at the end of every video “it’s never to late To let yourself enjoy the peaceful things in life”

Imagine you invite him on for an episode of “cotton candy and sweets mukbang” to eat and talk about the finer bits of video recording and then again for “my camera man and I try to follow a bob ross tutorial” and by the end of the two episodes all of your viewers are shipping both of you.

Imagine the naps become a daily thing because Jungkook often looks like he hasn’t slept a wink eventually shifting to him lying his head in your lap and you playing with his hair, to both of you falling asleep in the same bed.

Just like- Jungkook whose haunted by his assasin past, but wants to be a soft boy, but can’t stop looking around corners every day or casing the places he’s in, but the world goes quiet when he hears your voice and his favorite place to be is on the other side of a camera from you 🥺💕 or in your arms.

(Just a reminder not to use this idea as inspiration for your own story! As i May end up writing it in the future)