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I'm boutta play d&d i love torturing my players they don't even know what's coming for them >:3

that scene where Sally mouths "oh baby, no" when Percy calls himself broken with so much pain in her eyes.. it haunts me

quick question: yeah, what the hell? Yunho.. please grow that hair out babes. Please.

YOU DID NOT JUST

MAX THIS TIME IM ACTUALLY GONNA FUCKING BITE YOU ARE YOU JOKING???

I AM UPSET I AM AT MY WITS END IM GONNA EAT BRICKS I NEEEED MORE OF THIS ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING

also like… ​imagine josh wrapping his hand around ur throat from the backseat……

"Don't You Dare." [j.w.] [drabble]

Warnings: smut (MDNI), car sex-ish stuff, fingering (f receiving), wonu's a bit of a meanie oopsies, tiny surprise at the end

Notes: @americano4yoongi this is for u whore <3

"I told you to put your sweatshirt down but you didn't listen to me, did you?"

"I thought you were just being mean," Your voice lulls with a whine, loud and desperate and echoing through the interior of the SUV. Wonu turns his head for just a moment to peek over at your expression, eyes screwed shut and head pushing back against the rest behind you so hard that it begins to tip back from the force. "Mm--" Your eyes wander to the man in the driver's seat, looking too fine in just a black t-shirt and simple jeans. "Pull over, baby. Please? Let me -- Let me blow you, 'n you can..-- You can fuck me nice and good, baby, please--"

His eyes dart back to the road as if paying you no mind, relaxed and lidded as he leans back just a bit further in the seat to adjust how far apart his thighs lay. Wonu peeks to the side one more time to glance, then back to the road as his fingers curl and continue to slam into your pussy where you sit in the passenger seat.

"Hah-- Mngh--!" You choke, spit plugging your throat as your mouth drops open and your head smacks back against the rest. He's almost brutal with the pace he sets, the edge of his palm hitting your clit each time he shoves his fingers knuckle deep into your drooling cunt. It's embarrassing how much you're spilling onto the seat - or, almost.

"You couldn't listen to one simple instruction and now i have to make sure you don't ruin the leather." He sighs, voice heavy and lulled with want. He really wishes he could just pull over and fuck you but that's not really an option right now, is it?

As he slows to a stop at a red light, his fingertips curl to massage over your walls and into the spongy spot inside that promises bliss. When he feels your walls clenching tight around the three digits buried in your pussy, his head whips briefly to stare over at you. "Please, please-- I've been good. Haven't made a mess. I'm -- Behaving," You whine out, meeting his eyes as he glares over at you.

"Don't you dare make a fucking mess of the seat."

The demand has you gasping, crying out and thrashing briefly against the seatbelt and his forearm keeping you pinned to the back of the passenger seat.

From the back of the car, Joshua leans forward to plant his hand next to your head on the back of the passenger seat. The movement of leaning forward catches Wonu's attention and the two lock eyes, Joshua offering a polite smile from where he sits behind you.

"Maybe pulling over is a good idea."

and you may ask yourself. is anybody gonna match my freak