So What If James Potter Strutted Through Hogwarts? He Was A Popular Quidditch Player, One Of The Smartest

So what if James Potter strutted through Hogwarts? He was a popular quidditch player, one of the smartest students at Hogwarts, rich, dating one the smartest and hottest girls at Hogwarts, head boy, and the leader of a group of infamous trouble makers. I’d strut too, the fuck?

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Pardon Joon, “so big” 👀

pairing: pardon! joon x f. reader

warnings: light smut (unprotected sex), objectifying, mention of oc being used as a fleshlight, big body joon, bd!joon, marking (hickeys, scratching), size kink (oc is mentioned to be tiny under joon), tiny dumbmification, look big body joon does things to me and I have no excuse, enjoy!

Namjoon looked at himself in the mirror as he hummed along to 34+35, grunting as he lifted the weight in his hands.

Drooling, you watched him eagerly from the spot you had occupied on the gym floor. It was late at night and you wanted to accompany your boyfriend to a late-night workout, knowing he'd be insatiable when he returned home.

"Thirty, thirty-one..." Namjoon trails off as your brain goes haywire and you lick your lips as you watch him, forgetting all about your stretches. To be honest, you'd just come down here to watch him and hear him grunt as he got his workout in. He'd been shirtless for a while and you weren't sure what to do with yourself.

Big.

Joon was fucking big. But of course, you knew this but watching him working out to be bigger just blew your mind. Fuck, you couldn't even think clearly. You wanted to bend over any flat surface for him, have him fuck you in any way he wanted to. Fuck, you wanted him to use you as his fleshlight if he pleased.

"I can feel you staring at me," Joon chimes in when he sees you in the mirror.

"I can't help it," you shrug as you rise to your feet to join him.

"You just wanted a front-row seat, huh?" he chuckles, shaking his head as he finishes with the dumbells. He moves to the floor to stretch, deeming his workout over.

"You didn't have to stop because of me," you pout as you sit in front of him. Fuck, what would it take for him to fuck you on this dirty, sweaty floor? To smother you with his upper body as you clung to him, arching into his body as he fucked you mercilessly, gripping your thigh to his hip as he buried his ridiculously huge cock inside you.

"What do you think?" his deep voice brings you out of the reverie you were having and you have to shake your head a few times to clear those thoughts.

"Huh?" you ask dumbly.

"I asked if you were ready? I need a shower and then I thought we could have a snack before bed. What do you think?" he asks with a raised brow.

"Yeah, that's chill," you answer as you rise to your feet. Namjoon chuckles, grabbing his shirt to throw over his shoulder as he takes your hand in his to walk at your side all the way to your apartment.

Once you're back home, Namjoon takes you with him to the shower. Kissing you as he goes, grinning when you giggle under the showerhead.

"So pretty," he muses. "So dumb."

"Hey!" you protest.

Namjoon scoffs. "Please, you see my body and go fucking stupid. You didn't think I missed the way you go empty-headed when I take my shirt off? How you babble aimlessly when I take my cock out to stuff in that pretty little mouth of yours? Nothing but a dumb baby for a big body and a fat cock."

You can't even protest 'cause he's fucking right.

Next thing you know, you're under him on his bed. Your legs wrapped around his hips as he thrusts into you, his chains smacking your face with every rock of his hips as your nails drag down his muscular back. You're so fucking tiny under him, he could smother you and you'd thank him, the thought has him chuckling as he kisses your neck, sucking and marking you as his, all his.

"Mine. My perfect, girl. Love you," he groans, making his home in the column of your throat. Your body melts under his, hips rocking to meet his as your body tingles in response, his name rolling off your tongue in a heady cry that has him grunting and cursing in response.

"That's it, love. Just a little more," he moans, losing himself in you as you thread your fingers in his hair.

"So big, Joonie," you cry out, cursing as your orgasm hits, and Namjoon groans, pressing his lips to yours, his tongue meeting yours as you swallow each of his moans.

The bed squeaks obscenely beneath your bodies shuddering as you fall apart once again, holding him close as you're consumed by pleasure.

you suck! | ksj

(or, the one where everything goes very wrong but a lot more goes very right.)

→ pairing: vampire!seokjin x f. reader → genre: supernatural; strangers to lovers; roommates; crack, fluff → rating: explicit. minors dni. → warnings: swearing, alcohol consumption, mentions of sex work, taekook are also chaotic vampires, a lot of twilight references for someone who has never seen or read it, completely made up and non-canonical vampire lore, a teeny-tiny bit of angst, jin’s forehead has powers or something, jin takes dick pics on a polaroid (canon), one very purposely awkward smut scene that includes: slight praise kink, unprotected sex, oral, kissing. overall this is very soft and they are just two idiots very in love, your honor. → wordcount: 18.3k → a/n: i started this almost exactly a year ago after buying this print from @yelhsaart​ and becoming completely obsessed with it. i just wanted to write jin as a goofy, idiot (affectionate) vampire. as i said in the warnings, the vampire lore is completely made up here. some of it is canon, some of it is inspired by the wayhaven chronicles, some of it is just plot device. don’t take it too seriously. → thank yous: lauren, for once again being my beta and telling me when my brain writes sentences that don’t make sense. jess, for being born today — happy birthday, this is my lame and completely self-serving gift to you. bee, for always encouraging my chaos.

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