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This is how many bullets they shot on a fucking kid.

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Zionism is nazism. How can someone watch KIDS burn and die, yet still defend a terrorist country like Israel? How? How can you be a human at this point? How are you a human? You're not.

I don't even have words to describe my rage for those who support a genocide. Fucking disgraces.

Mean owner!Alejandro with a piss kink :(((( he's so mean hhhh

MMMMM.

I think it's so underplayed how fucking mean Alejandro is, like have you seen that man? he's so rude and arrogant because he knows he's all that.

and he most definitely has a piss kink like?? look at him.

look at that face and tell me he isnt into piss.

anyway owner!Alejandro tying his pet under his desk while he does paperwork, forcing a ring gag into their mouth and pushing his cock all the way into their throat, why would he care when you gag? that's not his problem.

keeps you there so he can just sit and work, not having to get up to piss because he can just make you swallow it<3

I saw your cow and bull hybrids post and it got me wondering. How would the hybrids take care of pregnant reader. [Both Cows and Bulls] Like during the pregnancy and after the baby/babies are born.

The bull hybrids are pretty much banned from handling you once you’re past 3 months. The cow hybrids will charge at them, stopping and huffing until they back off.

This is because the bulls are way too strong! They could end up hurting you unintentionally, which would put the calf in your belly in danger!

The cows and farmer are your main caretakers, with a doctor coming to check on you monthly. It’s not easy, the bulls are incredibly protective over you and will absolutely impale anyone that they deem suspicious or dangerous to you and the calf with their horns.

The cows spend most of their time fussing over you, keeping you fed and warm at all times. The cows also like to keep you sat on their cocks, cooing and rubbing your belly and filling you up with lots of cum!

This makes the bulls very jealous… but it can’t be helped. Even at their most gentle, sex with the bulls is far rougher than sex with a human.

They’re all determined to keep you safe and content, and once they know you’re pregnant, you aren’t leaving the farm. Once you’re near the birth of the calf, they won’t even let you out of the barn! There’s always a hand on your belly, a cow nuzzling into you and mooing softly.

Once the calf is born, their protective nature only sky rockets. No one outside of the barn is allowed to touch the calf besides the farmer and doctor. If the bulls sense a threat, they deal with it immediately.

It’s not recommended to go near the barn after their mate has given birth… but with you being a fragile human, it’s even worse. They see you as a runt, a little thing in need of protecting.

The bulls are eager to start milking you after the birth, and become frustrated when you scold them and only want to feed the baby.

It’s not long before you’re knocked up again. Only a few months after giving birth, you’re getting stuffed full of cum front both bulls and hybrids, your pussy puffy and swollen from abuse. They just can’t help it, you’re so lovely and soft… you’re tight and warm and make them so horny!! They can’t resist your scent!

You should just get used to being their breeding cow… they’ll pamper you and treat you like a princess, all you have to do is be a good girl and let them fuck another calf into you.

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Here’s a little Mermaid Pod x Reader sneak peek because I’m in pain and can’t work on it rn. Wanna see more sneak peeks? Come join my discord

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Wolf hybrid pack that was supposed to eat chubby bunny reader but instead take you in and use you as their little breeding toy.

They just kind of adore you, spoiling you with freshly picked fruits and vegetables, doting on their sweet little bunny as much as possible.

You want snuggles? They’re making a cuddle pile immediately, and you’re at the center. You’re hungry for something sweet? They’re ransacking the nearest village and bringing back every sugary item they can find.

They get into a lot of fights over who gets to breed you first once mating season comes around. You’re a bit afraid, seeing all these tall, needy wolves circling you like you’re a slab of meat.

It’s the first time they’re ever rough with you, pushing your soft body down and holding onto your hips as they rut into your fat pussy until you’re knotted over and over again.

Once they’ve all had a turn, they’re back to purring and cuddling into you, giving you little mating bites and cleaning you up.

You decide it’s worth it to get fucked out of your mind every once in a while if it means you’re treated like the pack’s princess. After all… it feels way too good being all full of cum and being bounced on one knot then another…

Being adored by an entire pack of wolf hybrids isn’t easy, but you’re a horny bunny, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

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your werewolf boyfriend is always so frantic to cum in you, trying so hard to make cute little cubs with you. he likes to take you from behind—the mating position, he calls it—and bury his claws in your soft flesh. with every thrust those powerful haunches push him deeper, slowly working that fat knot inside you. his slobber covers your back, and he’s trying oh so hard not to sink his teeth into you. but he’s driven wild by how tight you are, and then he can’t help it anymore.

after he’s filled you, he licks the bite and apologizes over and over. but you don’t mind everyone knowing you belong to him.

When Eight Becomes Nine - Chapter Eleven

I may have taken my sweet time writing this, but in my defense, the Felix smut was what my brain wanted to write first, and then life got to me and made me really busy. And here I am, finishing this fic at 3am in the morning lol. But have fun with the chaos of this fic hehe.

Pairing: Ateez x 9th member!reader  Summary: We see the aftermath and chaos of the company's decision, plus y/n gets some much needed comfort. Oh, and a reveal! wc: 1.8k AU: a/b/o  Genre: Fluff/Angst  warnings: fighting and slapping, threats, angst, slut-shaming and derogatory talk towards y/n, use of the words slut,pussy, whore, etc., lots of misogyny in this chapter folks, and a bunch of like derogatory talk about omegas that is absolutely misogynistic and sexist, lots of cursing, implications that people would take advantage of others, disassociating kinda, shitty people being called the names they deserve, this should be everything masterlist

The fighting went on, it seemingly would never end as insults and angry words kept being thrown back and forth. Ateez and their management yelled back and forth over who had the decision making power over the new member, and for the most part, the auditionees just watched it all happen. What could they do? Nothing. They were just the pawns in the game, really, if one thought about it.

“You said we could have the ability to pick the final member out of that group! We don’t want anyone but y/n!” Wooyoung yelled, getting in the face of one of the staff members, having to be pulled away by Mingi and Yunho.

“I will take all of my members, and we’ll leave KQ, if you continue to insist on your pick for the ninth member. I am not above leaving. We,” Hongjoong said as he gestured to the rest of Ateez, “are not above leaving. I don’t think you want to test how far you can push us before we push back.” He said, his words a thinly veiled threat.

“Who would take you? They don’t want an established group.” The staff member who started all of this stated.

“I can think of a few companies who would gladly take us. You forget we’re a group that has a very large international audience, which is what companies want nowadays.” Hongjoong said, almost too calmly.

“We’ll leave, take everything we can with us, and we’ll go start somewhere else. Atiny will follow us, they like us, not you.” Hongjoong spelled it out for the staff members, who quickly realized that they might want to back down on this.

“God, is your pussy really that great that they’ll go to bat for you like this? Well, I guess a slut like you knows how to please, honestly that’s all omega’s are good for, anyways. Just a quick fuck, nothing more.” She heard the voice speak again, and this time it was louder, since she saw some of the other auditionees’ heads turn. She would have turned to look at who it was, but she couldn’t take her eyes off of the idols across the table.

It was apparent to the others, though not to the y/n nor the person behind her, that not only had the other auditionees’ heard those words, but so had a member of the group. Before anyone could process the idol’s actions, Jongho had launched himself across the room and tackled whoever had been sitting behind her, the two landing on the floor with a thump. This stopped any fighting in its tracks.

“You want to say that again?” Jongho growled as he pinned the other person to the floor, teeth bared.

“Y-You heard me.” They said, a stutter appearing as they tried to mask any fear of the beta on top of them.

“I would bet that you’re also the person who leaked those pictures to Dispatch. Since you’re so intent on being jealous that you weren’t picked.” The maknae idol deduced.

“And if I did? What are you going to do about it?” They taunted him, somehow overcoming their fear.

“Jongho, get off of him. Now.” Hongjoong ordered, moving over to where the maknae was.

“No.”

“Jongho, now.”

“He was telling lies to y/n. Telling her that she and omegas were only good for a quick fuck, and that we were only fighting for her because she was good in bed. His words were more vulgar, and I won’t repeat them.” Jongho said, never looking away from the target of his rage.

“It’s not a lie. Omegas are only good for fucking, that’s it. That’s their purpose in life, is to be good little broodmares for betas and alphas. Besides, what talent does she have, she’s barely done anything while we’ve been here, and has only monopolized the attention of all of you.” They spat out, glaring over at y/n before their view of her was replaced with Mingi.

Hongjoong turned to look at the staff and managers with a murderous look on his face. They really wanted someone like this, to become part of Ateez? “You wanted a disgusting piece of shit like this, to become a member of Ateez? Someone who will look down on his fellow members because of their subgender? You were going to let someone like this interact with Atiny, and based on his words, probably abuse power as an idol to take advantage of them?” He raged, his voice becoming increasingly louder until he was shouting at them.

The staff tried to stammer out excuses, claiming they knew nothing of the beta’s opinions. It was clear to everyone that none of the idols believed the words coming out of their managers’ mouths, though to his credit, their main manager didn’t say anything, just sat down and stayed quiet while the others talked out of their asses. In return for his silence, he received disappointed looks from the eight idols, half of whom were still filled with rage against the beta and the others.

Wooyoung rushed over to y/n’s side once the shock and anger of the situation was pushed aside in favor of concern for his omega baby. Placing his hands on her shoulders to turn her to face him, as she still spaced out.

“Baby omega, c’mon come look at me,” he pleaded. “It’s okay, so come back to me, to us.”

His words, plus his scent of flowers and cinnamon turning slightly burnt as he worried, brought y/n back to the present. She looked over at the other omega, whose face was filled with worry.

“Wooyoung-ssi?” She asked, still a bit dazed from her intense focus on what was now just an empty spot in the room.

“Hi baby omega, how are you feeling?” He asked her, as the others looked over at the two of them.

“God, I knew it from the moment that the hag of an omega dragged you away, that you were an attention whore.” The beta cut in, making everyone’s heads’ snap to him.

Y/n’s face dropped as she realized who exactly said that, but she couldn’t get a word in before the sound of a slap rang out. Mingi had stepped forward, kneeling down and slapping the beta’s cheek so hard that a bruise had already started to form.

“Aaron, why are you like this? You were so nice to me.” Y/n asked, confused.

“Because you’ve done nothing to deserve anything you’ve gotten here. I’ve worked my ass off for years, and I’ve been passed over in favor of omegas. Because of your kind, I can’t get anything, omegas are always the ones chosen for things, never betas. I deserve this. I’m way more talented than you are, and I’m not a fucking whore who sleeps her way into the team. I don’t monopolize Ateez’s attention, not like you have. You got private sessions with San and Yunho, I saw it. And fuck it was amazing to see how much hate you’re still getting for it. You should just go back home, y’know, and be the little omega housewife, because that’s all you’re good for.” Aaron goes off on a rant, inadvertently revealing that he was the one that leaked the photos to Dispatch.

The anger in the room was palpable, and y/n wasn’t the only one to shrink in on herself because of it. Wooyoung held her tighter, his arms snaking around her to pull her closer, as the two of them watched the others crowd around the three on the floor, as they noticed that the staff ushered the other auditionees out of the conference room.

“So, you’re the one who put my members’ careers at risk, and put them in the middle of a scandal? You’re the one who made my members worried and stressed because you’re jealous that another person, that wasn’t you, caught our eye? Y’know, it's fitting that it’s you. You look as pathetic as you actually are. Only someone who knows they’re inadequate stoops so low as to bring others down to their level. You’re passed over in favor of omegas, because they’re obviously better than you. And y/n is one of those omegas.” Hongjoong said, his words filled with condescension towards Aaron. “Say goodbye to any chance of making it in the industry, here or back home. Word gets around about bad people.” The captain finished.

Seonghwa turned to the staff that remained in the room. “If you don’t get security here within the next few minutes, and make sure he’s escorted back to his room so he can pack up and then driven to the airport to fly back to whatever dump he’s from, we will take it into our hands. I don’t think you want the media, or Atiny, knowing that you were going to let someone who tried to ruin two members of Ateez, into the group. Nor will the police be happy if they find out that they were deceived, if any of you knew about what he had done, to not only San and Yunho, but to an innocent person in all of this.”

Yeosang, normally not one to be overly touchy feely when things are stressful, moved over to Wooyoung and y/n, in need of comfort from his omega friend. Wooyoung immediately noticed and pulled the alpha close, the now trio taking comfort in one another. The two men silently communicated, both hoping that management would fail in the task given to them, so that the stain on the floor would be dragged out by police instead. They were disappointed when security rushed into the room, and once Jongho had pulled away from the beta, the team of security guards led the disgraced auditionee out of the conference room, and away from the lives of the now nine members of Ateez.

Hongjoong was quick to collect the rest of the group, including y/n, and bid goodbye to the staff members, not sparing them another glace as he led his group out into the hallway. Y/n was pushed into the middle of their protective circle, with Seonghwa and Wooyoung on either side, and Mingi behind the trio to bring up the rear as the others surrounded the trio of omegas. The group of nine were led to the practice room, as it was the easiest and quickest place to regroup.

Once everyone was settled in the room, most sprawled out on the floor, including y/n whose head was laid in Yeosang’s lap as the man ran his hands through her hair, silence settled over the group as everyone processed what had just occurred. That silence lasted until the youngest omega shot up, almost hitting Yeosang’s chin, as she realized exactly what the group had been fighting for in the first place.

“Wait. You want me to be the ninth member of Ateez?!” She shouted out, in complete shock.

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[Demonxreader]

|Smut warning|

Read at your own risk.

You already don't sleep much throughout the night since you stay up playing video games. However, ever since you met Cyrus, you truly haven't slept a wink.

At first, when he burst into your room in the middle of the night, declaring you were his new playmate with a bright smile, you didn't mind. In fact, you were on board, willing to entertain a demon.

The first week was fun, having someone to play games with throughout the night. Cyrus consistently lost every round since you were an experienced gamer and weren't easy on newbies. However, that was where it went downhill, he didn't let you sleep during the daytime when you typically recharge your energy. He stubbornly insisted on playing games until he won. His determination to win was fueled by an endless reservoir of energy that you obviously didn't have and who knows where he got his.

You're practically a walking zombie at this point, your body leaning against Cyrus's shoulder while grasping a controller in your hand as your eyes struggle to stay open.

"Mortal, you've got absolutely no chance! I'm totally wiping the floor with you right now!," he confidently exclaimed.

The only reason why he is winning is because you aren't even looking at the screen or moving your controller. Instead, you're simply peering at him through half-lidded eyes on the brink of collapsing from exhaustion.

You muttered in a daze, your brain functioning on fumes as you slurred, "What's the point of wearing clothes anyway? It's more like you're wearing a bikini, and that's being generous. Those strings and tiny triangles reveal way more than they cover."

Cyrus frowned, looking almost insulted. "How rude, mortal," he said and then puffed out his chest. "You should know that this exquisite attire is the official uniform for all demons serving under Lord Beelzebul. Show some respect!,"he proudly declared.

"Enough with the nonsense and get back to the game. My next win is waiting for me," he said, eagerly returning his attention to the screen.

You couldn't keep your eyes on the screen, but you could keep your eyes on him, as tired yet mischievous smirk form on your lips.

"Let's play another game," you said, knowing that he would be willing to play any game as long as there was a loser and winner.

"You have more games, mortal?"he asked, excited.

You responded with a sly smile, "Yeah" With a playful tug, you led him towards your bed, and to your delight, he happily followed along.

You instructed him to lie on the bed, and he did, seemingly puzzled, but then it seemed like something clicked, and he sat up, "Wait, are we going to sleep, mortal? I REFUSE! WE HAVE A DEAL-"

"Shut up, you're so damn loud. I know, and unfortunately, we're not here to sleep," you said as you sat on top of him.

"The rules are simple whoever cums first is the loser," you said, taking off your clothes, revealing your birthday suit. Cyrus was excited not at the sight of body but at the new challenge.

"You're on, mortal!You're totally going to lose!", he said excitedly as his eyes sparkled and leaned against the bed frame. His tail moved to rub against your inter thight.

While you pushed aside his tiny bikini, which barely covered anything and grab his cock. He closed his eyes as you moved your hand up and down his massive shaft.

"Mmm, you're quite skilled with your hands, moral," he moaned as his tail moved gently to tease your folds, stimulationg waves of pleasure through your tired body.

As his cock grew larger, you hesitated unsure if it would fit inside you. Nevertheless, you began to align his cock with you entrance and he watched with mix of impatience and lust.

You slowly begin to lower yourself into him, and with every inch, stretch and fill you up. While moans and gasps, escape your lips as you struggle to take him in.

He let out a deep groan as you took him in halfway. "Oh, that's good.. you're doing well, just a little more"' he said, gripping your waist. You took a deep breath and continued sliding down, feeling intense pleasure and pain. You could see a noticeable bulge forming in your stomach as you finally took him whole.

"Mmm soo good...," he said, holding your hips firmly as he started to thrust upward slowly. You let out loud moans and whimpers both out of pleasure and pain, wrapped your arms on his neck, and dig your nails into his skin.

As you felt the rhythm of his movements, the pain dissolved into pure, overwhelming pleasure. Your moans grew louder, and you tried to match his pace. His arms then wrapped tightly around you, pulling you into a possessive hug as he buried his face in the crook of your neck. His breath was hot against your skin, his movements becoming faster and desperate, pushing you closer to brink.

You bit your lip as you tried to maintain control, but every thrust felt better than the last drowning you into deeper pleasure. The trail of kisses he was leaving on your neck were just the cherry on top. You were nothing but putty in his arms, your mind consumed by pleasure, leaving no room to think about anything else.

"Having trouble, mortal?" he taunted, his voice a low, seductive rumble.

Words failed you, and all you could manage was a breathless moan of his name. In response, his movements became frenzied, his pace rapid and relentless.

With one final thrust, he hit your cervix, and you snapped. Your nails raked down his back, leaving marks you clung to him and came around his throbbing cock.

He quickly followed after you, emptying himself inside you with one giant spurt after another, holding you tightly with his face still buried in your neck. As he caught his breath, he whispered in your ears,"Looks like I win."

Your vision blurred, and the world went dark, but you could hear him say,"Rest mortal, you earned it," as his hands gently caress your back.

When you open your eyes, oddly enough, you were filled with energy. It was as if every inch of your body was full with renewed vigor. You felt like you could effortlessly run miles without breaking a sweat, climb Mount Everest in a heartbeat.

"Good afternoon, mortal," you heard Cyrus say and suddenly you realized you were cradled in his arms. "I granted you the privilege to sleep, and you take advantage of it," he said playfully with a hint disapproval in his voice.

He could have easily woken you up if he wanted, but he had deliberately refrained from doing so, a decision that puzzled you. Before you could response to his nonsense, he silenced you with a kiss, pulling you closer to him as his hand slid beneath your chin, gently tipping your face upwards to deepen the kiss.

As he pulled away from the kiss, leaving you breathless, his lips brushed against your ear, his voice lowering into a sultry whisper, "Round two awaits, mortal." His hands roamed possessively over your body, making you shiver. "Our game is far from over," he murmured, his words carrying a nothing but desire. "Let's put that energy that I gave you to good use."

"What do you mean energy you gave me?" you asked.

"Ah, my sweet mortal, you seem to be unaware," he teased. "Allow me to enlighten you. I have a unique dietary requirement," He paused for dramatic effect before continuing. "I feed on human energy, and as you have might guest, I'm filled with energy". He kissed your forehead as he added, "And the fertile essence that I shared with you last night carries its own".

It suddenly dawned on you, the revelation clear as day. The newfound energy coursing through your veins, the reason why you felt like you can conquer anything without breaking a sweat, wasn't just due to a night of rest.

There was another aspect to consider his competitive spirit in gaming wasn't just about winning for the sake of it, but because the energy you were spending was his dinner.

There was also last night he had taken every last ounce of your energy, but he had also recharged you. And he was planning on draining you again. Recharged and drained, again and again.

"Isn't it marvelous, my dear," he purred. "I get to have my fill of you every day, a nourishing meal and wonderful partner for pleasure. You truly are the perfect package."

In a swift move, he pinned you down, trapping you beneath him."You brought this upon yourself, my dear," he murmured as he kissed your neck.

"You're mine now, bound to me until your last breath. Actually, even when you die, you'll be coming with me. You'll be my playmate for eternity," he said, as his hands gently cupped your face, his eyes locking onto yours, their depths filled with possessive love.

Author note

The idea always sounds better in the head, but I got impatient and just want to move on because this has been in my drafts since Jun 8.

Wolfstar Sketches

Alien partner who is constantly amazed and appalled by human biology. 

You crack your knuckles In front of them once and they look at you with the most horrified expression.

You don't react in immense pain so obviously you're fine but this poor soul thinks you actually just broke your bones out of nowhere 😭. 

They can hear your heart beat and are absolutely fascinated with the way it speeds up and slows down. 

They like how it speeds up when they get closer and talk lower so they do that pretty often. They like how it slows down when you go to sleep, they find the slow rhythmic thumps very soothing. 

They'll constantly ask you questions about your species whenever a question pops into their head. 

"What are these for?"

They gently brush your eyelashes with their finger as you lay on their chest one morning. You don't open your sleepy eyes when you respond. 

"Keeps dust out of our eyes." 

There's definitely a better answer you could've given but that's all you have the energy for right then and they seem to be satisfied with that. 

Just imagine an alien partner who is so openly enthralled by you. They can't help but hold your cheeks and stare into your eyes, absolutely amazed. 

"Do all human eyes look like yours?"

You manage to actually respond, voice soft to match theirs,

"They come in a few colours but everyone's eyes are different." 

"Yours is the most beautiful colour I've ever seen."

They say while gazing into your eyes as if you hold all the stars in the galaxy in your pupils.

r. lupin — i’m gonna be your wife

Pairing: remus lupin x fem!reader

Summary: despite what happens, you’re going to marry remus.

Warnings: FLUFFFF, honestly no warnings it’s just cute, written in two hours so if it’s rushed or bad don’t judge me yall 😔

you weren't sure of a lot of things. if anything, your indecisiveness was an integral part of your personality. anyone who knew you, even if it was acquaintances, knew that making decisions or being sure of something was hard for you.

but there was one thing you were sure of.

you were going to marry remus lupin.

no matter what life threw your way, no matter how many hardships or bad people that entered your lives—you knew that he'd end up being your husband.

you understood each other in ways no one else would. you were there for each other. you gave each other support when the other needed it. it was a beautiful, once in a lifetime thing you’d never find again.

you had told lily this once, but she gave you an unsure look—likely thinking you were crazy. it wasn't like you'd do something to ensure that you and him ended up together, you just knew it would happen. your interference wasn't needed.

now, the one person you'd never bring it up to is remus. he was unsure of dating you as it was, due to his furry little problem. you didn't want to mention the idea of possibly spending the rest of your lives together, because you knew how squirrelly he could be about love.

you had days where you doubted your assurance of knowing you'd marry him—you knew that was normal for anyone. but it always came to the same conclusion.

it'd happen anyway.

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madam pomfrey let you inside as you stepped forward carefully with remus' tea and biscuits. being a student assistant for your school nurse certainly had its perks—getting to ensure your boyfriend actually ate was one of them.

you ambled over carefully to his bedside, placing the tray down as you sat on the chair next to him. he smiled weakly at you.

“how’re you feeling?” you asked softly.

“same as always,” he chuckled. you knew the humor was just a front.

“well, want some tea and biscuits?” you smiled.

he smiled. “sure,” he replied as he sat up and adjusted himself into a sitting position.

you placed the tray on his lap and sat back down, smiling as he ate slowly. he picked up his tea and went to take a sip before looking at you for a second.

“two sugars, a dash of milk, just how you like it,” you sighed, playfully rolling your eyes. he nodded in satisfaction and took a sip, savoring the taste of his tea.

“have you done your DADA homework?” he asked. your eyes widened.

“that would be a no,” he chuckled. “do you want help with it?”

you sighed. “yes, please. i don’t understand why i need it to graduate,” you groaned.

remus just laughed at you as you stood to get your school bag from one of the empty cupboards, bringing it back over to him. you enjoyed when he helped you with your homework—he never made you feel stupid or lesser. he knew how smart you were, no matter how much convincing it took for you to think the same.

it was a sweet thing you two did together after full moons. you’d care for him, he’d help you with homework or whatever advice you needed. funnily enough, this was also what brought you two close together in the first place to the point of being together for two years now.

you sat beside him on the bed, facing him—showing him the work you’d done so far, allowing him to survey it before he begun his mini-tutoring session.

he loved that about you. the fact that you didn’t see him as weak or unable after full moons like his friends. he didn’t blame them, frankly he knew he didn’t look his best, but he hated feeling weaker than them. you played to his strengths.

“okay, well half of this is right and the other half is…not…” he chuckled. you groaned, throwing your forehead down to his chest.

“can you just do it for me?” you pleaded, looking at him pitifully.

“unfortunately, i can’t, love,” he grinned. “you have to know this stuff to be a healer,”

“bloody hell,” you groaned.

——

after two hours of what you presumed to be torture, though remus would disagree, you talked and played board games with the physically exhausted boy. you both enjoyed spending the day together, even if you confined to one room throughout the entirety of it.

you placed down your piece after drawing the card, glancing up to find remus smiling at you—almost admiringly. you chuckled, “what?”

“nothing…” he chuckled back.

“come on,” you laughed, swatting his arm. “what is it?”

“you just…i hope you know how much i appreciate you and how much easier you make the hard days,” remus mumbled shyly.

you smiled. “of course, that’s what girlfriends do,”

he grinned, wincing as he started pulling himself up to cup your face. “i love you, y/n,” he whispered.

“i love you too,” you smiled, closing the gap between you both.

——

“and so, dorcas and emmeline are currently fighting because of that…” you concluded. because if there was one thing you and remus loved to do together—it was gossip.

“because of a hair product?” he questioned in annoyance.

“i know! i suppose it’s the principal or whatever, i dunno,” you shrugged.

“that reminds me of that one time james and peter didn’t speak to each other for a week over a quill,” remus snickered. “merlin, you should’ve seen the look on their faces when they realized sirius had it,”

you laughed. “i can only imagine,”

a few pairs of footsteps rushed inside and you both furrowed your eyebrows humorously at each other, craning your necks to catch sight of whoever was walking in.

suddenly, three boys appeared at your boyfriends bedside.

“hello, mister and misses lupin,” james grinned, greeting you both.

“hello, james,” you chuckled, sliding off of remus’ bed so the three of them could talk to him. “you guys want tea?”

“no, they’re fine,” remus said, glaring at them to dare to say anything more. they didn’t.

“great, ‘cause i ran out of tea earlier anyway,” you chuckled. “i’ll be back,”

it wasn’t that you didn’t enjoy hanging out with remus and his friends, because frankly you really did. they were a fun group and they were kind to you. but you also didn’t want to be that overbearing girlfriend who constantly hung around—so you immediately went to finish up restocking madam pomfrey’s stuff.

after an hour or two, the sun had gone down and the boys had returned back to their dorm without remus. obviously due to the fact that he was there for 48 hour care. though he didn’t show it, the full moon took a lot out of him.

you quickly returned to his bedside, smiling at his droopy state.

“tired?” you asked.

“very,” he chuckled. “you?”

“oh yeah,” you replied sarcastically, “stocking really takes the energy out of me,”

remus laughed. “alright, i was just asking, you twat, no need to be so sarcastic about it,”

you chuckled and sat down on the chair beside his bed. “no, truthfully though, i am a bit tired. i’ll wait until you’re asleep to go lay down though,” you smiled, squeezing his hand comfortingly.

“why wait?” he smirked.

you raised an eyebrow. “what do you mean?”

he scooted slightly, turning slightly to the side, before patting the spot next to him. luckily for you, you had changed into pajama pants and a tank top earlier—once the clock struck 8:30.

you laughed, rolling your eyes playfully, before crawling into his bed. you curled up next to him, laying face to face with the boy.

“careful, i could fall asleep here,” you joked.

“go ahead,” he grinned, kissing your forehead.

bonus;

remus sighed, bringing a hand to his face as he looked over the bills and debts owed. he felt terrible, having to constantly budget and decide whether to have a full fridge or a new stove. economically, it hadn’t been easy for you two.

and you didn’t deserve this, he knew that deep down. you deserved those pretty necklaces you eyed in the store but never commented on.

you knocked on the room of your shared office space in your house, smiling at your husband kindly. “what’s the damage, mr. lupin?” you chuckled.

“the same as always,” he sighed. you frowned slightly at his worry lines and his stressed out look. you hated seeing him like this.

you ambled over to him, sitting on his lap. you kissed his lips softly, massaging his head gently. he closed his eyes slowly, leaning into your hands. you kissed his face softly—in efforts to comfort him.

you never cared that you struggled with money, as long as you had him, things didn’t seem so bad. he tried his hardest and that was all that mattered.

“how about me and you watch a movie and eat some popcorn? the kids just went to sleep, so i figured we could have some adult time,” you chuckled, kissing his jaw slightly.

he chuckled. “i’d enjoy that a lot,”

he looked up at you, starry-eyed and lovingly and for a second, all of your worries slipped away. you smiled sheepishly, “what?”

“thank you for making the hard days easier,” he said, kissing your neck softly.

“of course,” you grinned. “it’s what wives do,”

You thought it would be fine to fuck a fae as long as you don’t eat any fae food. You’re enthusiastically sucking a beautiful fae’s dick, not knowing he’s actually a prince, and he holds your head so you don’t move as he starts pounding on your mouth while tears strike down your face. He cums and you swallow it whole, tasting his sweet flavor and begging for more like a dirty whore. He smirks and pats your head, turning you on even more.

“Don’t worry, little human, you belong to me now. You’re my pretty little fucktoy, you will come to my palace and you will have so much more.”

You didn’t know cum counted as fae food. You don’t care anymore.

Being a very hands-on scientist at a monster facility would include:

🧫Volunteering to let the werewolves spill their cum inside you for samples and testing.

📋Testing if the alien tentacles would have any urge to breed if presented with human pussy.

🦠 Experimenting with how long slime entities can last in the human womb only surviving off of nutrients from the host.

🔬Using different pheromones and scents to elicit specific responses in different monsters.

📝Being the one to experiment with monster eggs. Keeping track of the gestation period, how many eggs are laid, how big they get ect.

💉Letting a plant monster pump its aphrodisiac down your throat to examine the effects and duration on humans.

✏️Examining the attitudes different monsters have with their breeding mate. Seeing which monsters just want to pump and dump and which grow possessively attached.

you were meant to be bred by the dragon.

but as hard as he tries, unleashing his load inside you over and over, one cock and then the other, it doesn't stick. for dragons, you see, mating is special, and it must be done at the right place, at the right time—which is likely why dragons are going extinct.

so you search the world astride your dragon's back for the right place to mate, to rocky shores and hidden caves, even out above the sea, held aloft by your dragon's wings as he plunges inside you.

but none of it works.

at last, you find it: at the top of the mountain, above his ancient hoard, while the moon is full. he's certain this is the moment when his seed will find its rest inside you.

your dragon grips you tight in his claws as he sinks into you, both of his cocks at once. all those ridges along them are driving you wild, off the edge and into oblivion.

and then, he erupts, and smoke pours from his lips. at last, he's succeeded at planting a hatchling inside you.

You spread yourself as wide as you can, not knowing how broad your Ghost bf is, but wanting to give him enough room as he fucks his cock into your weeping walls.

The days breeze blows in through the open window, providing a bit of relief from the firey heat that runs along your skin as your Ghost bf forces more and more orgasms out of your battered cunt.

You whine, writhing against the bed as his massive dick stretches you out. Your pussy flutters around seemingly nothing, yet that wet squelch echos throughout the room with every rough thrust of your bfs hips.

Hands squeeze tightly at the sheets below you, needing to grab onto something, needing something to ground you as your bf takes you to new dimensions of pleasure. A ragged moan leaves you, hips now jolting with each plunge of his cock.

“Fuck! I-I wanna touch you. Want you so bad— God!” You exclaim, throat raw from your cries of ecstasy. The dull feeling of your hips meeting causes your head to spin.

Reaching out blindly behind you, your hand snags onto the sheer white curtain of your window. Through the fucked out fog within your mind, you slowly form an idea.

Before Ghost bf can react, you throw the curtain outward and as soon as it catches onto an unseen form, you wrap your arms around it and pull him closer. A low moan leaving you as his cock slips deeper inside of you.

A sharp gasp moves past your lips, eyes narrowing, swearing you can also almost see his features through the material. In his shock, Ghost bf stutters in his pace. Feeling your arms around him would’ve been enough to make him blush if he still could.

Spurned on by this new discovery, Ghost bf starts pounding into you, the pleasure of his length rutting its way along your walls now heightened by your touch on his skin and slight ability to see him. But you need more as you feel yourself about to reach your peak.

Pulling him further down, you kiss him without hesitation, your lips fitting together like two puzzle pieces. The thin curtain only adding to the tingles moving down your spine.

Ghost bf’s moan moves through the breeze as always, yet this time you can feel it too. Ghost bf immediately cums again as yours lips brush deeply against each other. You whimper as his spectral-cum shoots inside of you, body twitching before you follow right after, exploding all over his cock and your bed.

You both rock steadily against each other, drawing out your organs as you make out passionately. Not wanting to separate for a moment now that you’ve finally gotten to taste each other in this way.

But your bfs ghost cock can’t plug you up. Can’t keep you stuffed full of his cum so that not even a drop drips from your delectable pussy. But with these new findings your bf can’t pass up the opportunity to try. To finally force his cum to stay deep inside you.

More whimpers leave you as your bf pulls away and slips the curtain off his head. They’re quickly interrupted by a choking gasp as you feel him stuff as much of the curtain inside you as the curtain rod will allow. You both look down at your pussy with bated breath. When nothing leaks out, you smile and fall back down on the bed.

“That was… a good idea,” you say through breathlessly laughter. Not being able to help but grind into the texture of the curtain and stimulating yourself all over again.

Ghost bfs eyes darken as he looks down at you, wondering just what else that curtain can give you both access to. His cock twitches as it starts to come back to life.

“Is somebody going to match my freak” but it’s Evan and Barty being absolutely batshit insane for each other

When Eight Becomes Nine - Chapter Ten

okie, this is a long chapter. I didn't mean for it to get this long, but here it is! Also I apologize in advance for the ending.

Pairing: Ateez x 9th member!reader  Summary: The aftermath of Hongjoong and y/n's little cuddle session, and a decision is made. wc: 3.3k AU: a/b/o  Genre: Fluff/Angst  Nets: @newworldnet warnings: yelling, screaming, Angst, Hongjoong's room, crying, aftermath of Hongjoong's room (it's nothing graphic or bad, but like someone gets in trouble and gets sent to Hongjoong's room and yeah. There are tears and sadness), name calling (idiot), Wooyoung being dramatic!, Seonghwa being done, Ateez being touchy feely, anxiety, self-doubts?, almost injuries? like injuries could have happened, but they didn't, zoning out, derogatory names and slut-shaming, use of the word slut in a derogatory way, y/n gets slut-shamed despite nothing actually happening, fighting, and I think that's it?? masterlist

San woke up, finding that their pack alpha and omega were missing from the pack den. It wasn’t unusual for Hongjoong-hyung to go missing, but for Seonghwa-hyung to not be here was odd as well. Fortunately for the beta, the mystery of where the older omega had disappeared to, would be solved quickly as the omega in question silently opened the door and walked into the room. 

Seeing San awake, Seonghwa jumped slightly. “I didn’t mean to wake you up, Sannie sweetheart.” Seonghwa apologized, unsure of when the beta woke up.

“I woke up when you had already left, hyung. You didn’t wake me.” San replied, voice gravelly as he had just woken up.

“Oh, that’s good then. You can go back to sleep now.” The omega told him, smiling.

“Where’s Joong-hyung?” The younger man asked.

“He fell asleep in the living room. I couldn’t wake him up to bring him back in here, so I left him there.”

“Do we know if y/n is awake yet? She’s slept for a long time.”

“She was awake. She’s gone back to bed now, since no one will be up soon.”

“Is she okay?” San asked, voice filled with concern.

“I think she will be.” Seonghwa reassured him, before pulling the beta down into the nest with him, “Now, let’s sleep, shall we?” He asked, though it wasn’t really an ask at all.

San nodded, letting his head be pulled into his hyung’s neck, breathing in the calming scent of lavender and chamomile as he drifted back into dreamland once again. Seonghwa wasn’t too far behind him, and the two remained intertwined as they both slept peacefully.

Unknown to either of them, San hadn’t been the only one awake in the nest. Wooyoung had overheard their conversation, being that he was laid right next to Sannie, though now Seonghwa-hyung was right next to him instead. He pouted that Hwa-hyung had gotten to see and talk to his baby omega. He wanted to be the first one to see her this morning, and since she was awake not long ago, it shouldn’t be hard to wake her up again. He’s barely gotten to spend time with her - completely ignoring the fact that he’s monopolized her time since she’s arrived here - and he wanted to learn even more about her, about his new member and baby omega. (Honestly Wooyoung might just be more delulu than Atinys are)

He found that Yeosang had clung to him while they were sleeping, and though he tried to pull himself out of the alpha’s grip, he was unable to do so. He watched as Yeosang’s eyes fluttered open, locking onto him as soon as the other man was awake enough to realize where he was.

“And what do you think you’re trying to do, pretty ‘mega?” the fairy-like alpha asked.

Wooyoung chuckled nervously, “Nowhere, just needed to get a bit comfier, that’s all.” He said, and by the look on his friend’s face, he was nowhere near convincing enough.

“Sure. You definitely weren’t about to sneak out and try and see the omega sleeping in Hongjoong-hyung’s room.” The elder, though only by months, man said, completely unconvinced.

The omega pouted, looking away from his alpha pack mate. Fingers gripped his chin and turned his head so that he had to look at his friend. “We can go and wait in the living room for her to wake up. But I won't allow you to go in and wake her. She deserves to not be woken up by you jumping on top of her.” Yeosang told his friend.

And with that, Yeosang carefully pulled the two of them into a sitting position in the nest, before looking around to see if any of the others had woken up, finding that they were the only two awake. He then stood up, pulling Wooyoungie up as well and exiting the room silently. The two idols followed the smell of coffee and vanilla, just as Seonghwa had earlier, though there were other scents that were unfamiliar. Walking into the living room, they found their captain and their guest cuddling together on the couch.

“What?! Why does Hongjoong-hyung get to cuddle my baby omega, but not me!?” Wooyoung shouted, shocking the two on the couch out of their peaceful sleep. Yeosang immediately slapped a hand over Wooyoung’s mouth, but the damage had been done.

Y/n bolted up out of her sleep, knocking heads with Hongjoong and they both cried out in pain. The two turned to see that it was each other that they had bumped into, and blushes and stammered words were their responses to the situation they had ended up in.

“Look what you’ve done, you idiot.” Yeosang scolded Wooyoung, who pouted at being scolded, but ultimately looked concerned as to the pain the alpha and omega pair on the couch were in.

“Are you okay?” Hongjoong asked y/n, concerned about her.

She groaned but nodded, feeling disoriented from barely being awake and then the pain from knocking heads with Hongjoong. The alpha moved to check her head, making sure there were no bumps or anything to be concerned about. There he found the bruises from yesterday, and grew concerned over it, but he knew that it wasn’t the time to bring that up. Thankfully, she didn’t have any bumps from their little clash, and he sighed in relief before setting his sights on the omega who caused this to happen.

“Wooyoung, you better have a damn good reason for yelling.” He said, his voice almost a growl by the end. Wooyoung shrunk and hid behind Yeosang, hoping that the other alpha would save him from their pack alpha. Yeosang, being smart and not having a death wish, pulled away from his friend, leaving him in full view of their pack alpha.

“Sangieeee, how could you leave me to die?!” Wooyoung shouted dramatically.

“You did this to yourself. Deal with the consequences.” Yeosang said to his friend.

“Yah! You betrayed me!”

“And you woke y/n-ssi and I from our sleep. All because you had to yell. My room, now.” The captain said to the younger idol, with no room for argument. Wooyoung knew that, and started to slink off to Hongjoong’s room, dreading what was to come.

However, he stopped as the rest of Ateez filed out into the living room, having been woken up by the commotion in the living room. Their sleepy footsteps had gone unnoticed in the back and forth chatter, though all eyes looked to the remaining five as they took stock of the four who were already in the living room.

“Wooyoung,” Seonghwa started, his voice sickly sweet, “did you wake up Hongjoong and y/nnie?” He asked, though he already knew the answer.

Wooyoung started to back away, knowing he was already completely fucked. “Um, would you accept no as an answer?” He replied.

Seonghwa, ignoring everyone else in the room, stalked over to his baby omega, and grabbed the idol by the back of his shirt, pulling him away to Hongjoong’s room, calling out to the pack alpha as he did so. “Darling, we have an omega to talk to. Come on, don’t be late.” Hongjoong, knowing it wasn’t good to dilly dally when Seonghwa was in this type of mood, smiled down at y/n, covering her with the blanket before following behind the two omegas.

Yeosang approached the couch, as did the others, slightly crowding around y/n, who was still sleepy and confused about what happened.

“I’m sorry that Wooyoung woke you up, y/n-ssi.” Jongho apologized, voice a bit gruff from sleep.

“It’s okay. Will he be okay?” Y/n asked them, worried for her fellow omega.

“He’ll be fine. He just needs to be reminded about what we don’t do in this pack.” Yeosang assured her.

She nodded, still concerned for what would happen to Wooyoung-oppa in Hongjoong-oppa’s room. San moved to sit down next to her, Yeosang taking up the other spot on the opposite side of her, as the other three settled down around her as well. 

“Did you sleep well?” San asked, absentmindedly playing with the blanket on top of y/n.

“I did. I really didn’t mean to fall asleep on Hongjoong-ssi though. I’m sorry.” She said, bowing in apology after finishing.

“Why are you apologizing?” Mingi questioned, looking confused.

“I fell asleep on your pack alpha, I shouldn’t have done that.” She explained like it was obvious.

Yunho cut in, “It’s okay. If hyung hadn’t wanted you to fall asleep on him, he would have said something. And if he is okay with it, then we have no room to argue or get mad at you for it. It’s okay, truly.”

She nodded, still not really believing them. She knew different packs had different boundaries, and she herself had very limited experience with packs, outside of her own family pack, but it felt wrong to have done that, without any of the others permission.

San, sensing a bit of discomfort from her, reached out to grab her hand, his grip loose enough for her to slip out of it if she truly didn’t want him to hold onto her hand. He looked down at her, “Truly, it’s okay y/n. I can promise you as the pack beta of the Ateez pack, that none of us have felt uncomfortable by any of your actions, and Hongjoong wouldn’t have comforted you as he did this morning and last night, if he didn’t want to.” He told her, trying to convey to her the honesty in his words.

She looked up at him, and she could hear and see the truth to his words. To be frank, she never held any distrust in their words, it was more of a her problem than anything else. “Thank you, San-ssi.” She thanked him.

“No problem, and you can drop the formality. You can call me, San, San-oppa, Sannie, anything you want.” He told her, pulling her in for a quick side hug before pulling away again.

Y/n felt her cheeks heat up as San pulled away, unsure of how to react to how touchy everyone seemed to be now. Sure, some of them were touchy before, cough cough Wooyoung cough cough, but it felt very odd for the others to be so touchy with her. She shrugged it off as everyone was still trying to shrug off the last slivers of sleep.

Yunho felt his phone buzz in the pocket of his sweatpants, pulling it out to find a message from their manager, wondering where they were. He finally looked at the time and realized that they were scheduled to be at the company 30 minutes ago.

“So, we have to run. We were supposed to be at the company 30 minutes ago. I’ll get the three in hyung’s room. The rest of you, get dressed please. Yeosang, San, team up and find some clothing for y/n please. She doesn’t need to go back into the company in yesterday’s clothes, and we don’t have time to stop by your dorm. I’m sorry.” Yunho took charge, directing everyone and looking over to the smallest of them all, apologizing to her.

She waved off his apologies, telling him it was okay as San pulled her off the couch and led her away, Yeosang tagging along and walking behind the two. Yunho set off to get the remaining three on track to leave the dorm. Arriving quickly at the captain’s room, he knocked on the door, receiving a “come in” from two out of the three within the room. He opened the door to find Wooyoung with tear tracks down his cheeks, as he was held in between the two eldest members of the group.

“We’re 30 minutes late. We have to go, hyung is wondering where we are.” He informed the trio. Hongjoong immediately moved off of the bed, heading into his closet to get ready. Seonghwa wiped the remaining tears off of Wooyoung’s face, before coaxing the younger omega to slide off the bed as well, guiding him out of the room with words of comfort whispered in his ears. He stopped in front of Yunho, pulling one arm away from the younger omega to wrap around the taller man’s head, pulling him down to kiss his forehead. “Thank you Yun-sweetie. I know you wrangled the others for us. Now go get ready yourself. Joongie and I will handle it from here, okay?” The eldest told him, before releasing him and walking away with Wooyoung.

Yunho quickly left to his own room, and it wasn’t long before the nine of them all met back up in the living room, which still had the remnants of the late night activities of Hongjoong. The alpha in question quickly moved to pack up his laptop and headphones, as he would be bringing them with him today.

“Okay, are we all ready?” Seonghwa asked in his normal soft tone of voice, receiving many nods and other affirmative responses. He became the leader of the line of idols and y/n as they made their way to the door. Mingi once again, the sweetheart he is, knelt down to tie y/n’s shoelaces for her, smiling up at her once he finished before standing up and leaving through the front door. She didn’t realize how long she stared until Seonghwa came up to her, a gentle arm wrapping around her shoulders and guiding her out the door as well, pulling the door closed behind the two of them.

“Let’s get down to the car, shall we? The others are waiting, baby omega.” He said, his voice soft and kind as she smelt the same lavender and chamomile scent that was on the blanket. He must have been the one to find Hongjoong-oppa and her this morning, before Wooyoung violently woke them up. She nodded, and let him lead her down to the van waiting outside their dorm.

Seonghwa pushed her inside first, where she took the empty spot next to Jongho, while the taller omega took his spot next to Hongjoong and Wooyoung, the other omega still looking a bit rough, but it seems that he would be okay, like the others had said. 

The car quickly took off, before y/n was able to buckle in, and Jongho’s hand immediately shot out to prevent her from falling forwards and bumping her head on something. He pulled her back into her seat, quickly finding the seatbelt and buckling her in. “Be careful, we don’t want you getting hurt. It wouldn’t be a good look if management heard that we let you get hurt.” Jongho said to her, before pulling his phone out and texting someone.

Y/n looked away, pulling out her own phone, finally taking a moment to herself, even if she was in the van surrounded by all eight members of Ateez. She took a moment to look down at her outfit. Yeosang and San had managed to pull together an outfit that mostly fit her. She had been given a pair of Hongjoong’s sweatpants that had ended up in Yeosang’s closet, and her socks were from Wooyoung, while her top was from San, so it was a bit big on her in places. The hoodie she wore on top came from Mingi, who draped it over her head as he walked by the trio in the hallway. The scent of wood and leather was almost embedded in the hoodie, and she recognized it as one he’s worn on more than one occasion. She felt grateful that the alpha would lend her an item he clearly treasured, considering how much his scent surrounded it.

It didn’t take long to reach the company, or maybe y/n just got a bit too absorbed in her phone to realize how long or short the drive was. Her shoulder being shaken pulled her out of wherever her brain went, and she looked over to see that it was Yunho who was shaking her.

“Are you okay?” He asked her, looking concerned, “I can have the driver take you back to the dorm if you’re not feeling well enough to be here today.” He told her, giving her the option.

She shook her head, unbuckling her seatbelt and exiting the car, where she found the other seven were waiting for her, all of their eyes on her form. She looked down, avoiding their eyes for a moment until Wooyoung came by her side and grabbed her hand.

“Come on, let’s go inside already. There’s no use standing around out here.” He said, pulling her along as the others seemed to surround the two of them, almost like mini-bodyguards. It seemed that the older omega’s words broke the tension, and everyone started chatting, including her in the conversation as well, not letting her feel left out.

They quickly arrived at the meeting room that the boys had been told to meet at, where they found the entirety of the other auditionees as well as Ateez’s management team. They filed in, Wooyoung still holding y/n’s hand, and it seemed that all of the auditionee’s attention went to the two omega’s connection, before they looked away, speaking to each other. Y/n knew it most likely was gossip about her, and she tried to sneakily pull her hand away from where Wooyoung had gripped it, only for the older omega to hold her hand even tighter.

“What’s this meeting about?” Hongjoong asked, raising an eyebrow.

“We’ve set up a meeting to talk about the newest member of Ateez. Y/n-ssi, please take a seat over with the other auditionees.” One of the staff spoke up, before directing her to take a seat.

Y/n moved over to the group, doing her best to ignore the whispers they clearly wanted her to overhear. She sat down next to Aaron, the only person who seemed to be nice to her.

“Where did you go yesterday? You never came back to the dorms last night. And now you walked in with Ateez?” He questioned her.

“I happened to meet up with them in the foyer of the company, and since we were all heading to the same place, I came with them.” She said, ignoring the other question.

Aaron opened his mouth to try and pull more answers out of her, but was stopped by one of Ateez’s managers clearing his voice before speaking. “So, we’ve gathered here to talk about the ninth member of Ateez. Since we’ve had a couple days to evaluate your abilities, we’ve decided it’s time to come to a decision.” He explained.

“We think we’ve made our decision on who we want to be our final member. They have great dancing and singing skills, and they seem to get along well with others.” Seonghwa spoke.

“Well, maybe we’ve thought of the same person then. We wanted to present Aaron to you as the ninth member of Ateez. He’s got the qualities of what makes Ateez, Ateez. Plus, he’ll blend in well, being another guy.” The staff member spoke, seemingly very excited.

“What?! I was told that this would be our decision, not yours.” Hongjoong quickly spoke out.

“Well, you’ve clearly spent a lot of time with the omega of the auditionees, and maybe they would work well in a girl group, but the staff who have observed you all, think that Aaron is the best fit as the final member of the group.” The staff member continued.

“I think we have some say in who our last member is, considering that they will have to live with us.” Seonghwa said, supporting Hongjoong.

“Yeah! We want baby omega to be our ninth member!” Wooyoung cried out.

“Well, I guess sleeping with the members is one way to get what you want. But really, did you ever think the staff would be supportive of an omega slut becoming the newest member of Ateez? You omegas think that you can get whatever you want by flashing and giving away your body to alphas, but you won’t get away with it this time.” She heard in her ear as she watched the idols she had grown close to, fight their management for her.

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Monster boyfriend who is obsessed with your boobs. He loves to make you jump so he can stare at them, mesmerized by the movement. Doesn't matter if you get tired, you have to keep jumping because you don't want to earn a punishment. Until you give up, so tired your legs don't support you. He picks you up and ties you up so he can play with your tits all night, torturing your nipples and marking you all over, not letting you cum until your boobs are so sensitive you scream every time he licks them.

Monster boyfriend who is obsessed with your soft tummy. He pinches, gropes and touches your tummy as many times as he likes. Doesn't matter where you are, if he can grab you, he's gonna grope your soft flesh. You get too self-aware about it, too many years being told that fat is ugly. But he gets so mad at you when you talk badly about yourself... He gets so mad that he fucks you senseless, until you have no doubt how hot you are, how hard you make him. And then he finishes on your tummy, because he fucking loves to see you covered in his essence.

Monster boyfriend txt masterlist

Monster market

Supermarket

Skirt

Soft tummy

The boss

Creaming

Too hot

Boob-obsessed

Somno

Plug you up

Naked

Monster business

Teasing

Angry monster

Just the tip

Little spoon

Boss’ load

Fake injury

Monster roommate

Repair man

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3am in the Slytherin Dorm:

Barty: *whispering* Rosie

Evan:

Barty: *louder whispering* Oi, Rosie

Evan:

Barty: *straight up just talking* Rosie Posie, rosiest apple of my eye, my rose that by any other name would smell as sweet, oh Rosie my -

Regulus: *irritable and groggy* Merlin and Morganna both, Rosier, put me out of my misery before I do it for all of us and answer him

Evan: *completely awake* What, Bat?

Barty: Why is the name of the phobia for the fear of long words Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia?

Evan:

Regulus:

Barty:

Evan: This is your fault for encouraging him to read, Black.

Stray Love Haven Day 7 : [Seo Changbin/Kim Seungmin]

🔗https://archiveofourown.org/works/42120486

💗Series Masterlist

🌹CW:

Mommy Dom Little Boy|Nursing|Lactation|Butt Job|Vibrator|Aftercare

💌 This is a work of fiction, I by all means don't force ship anyone. They have the right to love whomever they want.

🍄Wordcount: 1.1K Seungmin sighed, slumping against his bed face first. Changbin walked passed his room, peeking in "Is everything alright, Minnie?" he asked, pushing open the door. Seungmin whined, shaking his head "No," he mumbled, tilting his head. Changbin cooed, walking towards Seungmin "Do you want to tell mommy what's wrong?" he whispered, running his fingers through Seungmin's hair. Seungmin squirmed, rolling on his back "Just thoughts," he mutters, pulling his pillow to his chest.

Changbin pulled him close, "Aww honey, straddle my lap," he said, helping Seungmin get comfortable. Seungmin sighed, burying his face into Changbin's chest. Changbin chuckled "My sweet little one," he whispered, kissing Seungmin's forehead. Seungmin whined from the affection, nipping Changbin's arm. Changbin cooed, booping Seungmin's nose "Is my baby teething," he whispered. Seungmin grumbled, chewing Changbin's arm "Mine," he muttered.

Changbin chuckled, "Should I ask Felix to bring in your chew toy, baby?" he asked. Seungmin huffed, "No, it's embarrassing," he mumbled. Changbin stroked his cheek "It's not embarrassing, baby boy. It's what you need and there's nothing wrong with that," he said, giving Seungmin a reassuring smile. Seungmin gulped, "Mommy?" he whispered, cheeks tinting red. Changbin chuckled, "What is it, baby?" he asked, holding Seungmin's hands.

Seungmin bit his bottom lip "Can we try nursing? he asked, staring up at Changbin with his doe eyes. Changbin cooed, "Of course, we can. Do you want a sexual or non-sexual scene, baby?" he asked, lifting Seungmin's chin. Seungmin pressed his tongue against his cheek, "Sexual, please," he whispered, tugging Changbin's shirt. Changbin chuckled, stripping his shirt off "Needy already, baby?" he teased, licking his lips.

Seungmin whined, rolling his hips "Please," he begged, keeping his hands to himself. Changbin noticed, placing Seungmin's hands on his chest "Go ahead, baby," he whispered, pulling him closer. Seungmin instantly wrapped his lips around Changbin's nipple, tugging and kneading the plump muscle in his palms. Changbin hissed, rubbing Seungmin's back "You're making mommy feel so good little one," he praised, sending a shiver down Seungmin's spine.

Seungmin moaned, sucking and squeezing Changbin's chest "Mo-mommy," he babbled, switching between the two mounds. Changbin cooed, moaning "Take what you need, baby," he panted, pressing his chest together. Seungmin whimpered, sucking on Changbin's nipple earnestly. Changbin's breath hitched "Oh baby," he whined, feeling milk leak from his chest. Seungmin moaned, licking down Changbin's torso, not missing a drop.

Changbin shuddered, pressing his thighs together "Fuck baby boy, you're making mommy leak," he whispered, watching Seungmin suckle on his milk-pumped chest. Seungmin mewled, slurping up everything Changbin had to give. Changbin hissed, pulling Seungmin off his swollen nipple "You sucked themraw, baby," he groaned, kissing Seungmin's nose. Seungmin whined, marking Changbin's collarbone with hickeys.

Changbin chuckled, "Possessive little thing, aren't you?" he teased, kneading Seungmin's ass in his hands. Seungmin gasped, slumping his torso against Changbin's "Mommy, need mommyplease," he keened, palming Changbin's cock. Changbin grunted, panting "Lay on your stomach, baby," he said, moving off the bed. Seungmin stripped off his shorts, keeping his top "Mommy," he whimpered, swaying his hips.

Changbin hissed, pulling his cock out of his sweats "Mommy's here, baby," he groaned, stroking the head of his cock. Seungmin arched his back, spreading his legs for Changbin to admire. Changbin smirked, slicking up his cock with lube "Spread your ass for mommy," he said, pressing his cock between them. Seungmin moaned, rim clenching from the warmth. Changbin pressed Seungmin's plush ass together, giving himself a tight butt job.

"So warm, baby boy," he grunted, thrusting his hips. Seungmin gripped the sheets below him, sinking deeper into the bed, letting Changbin use him. Changbin chuckled, pressing his thumb into the slicked rim "Look at how you quiver, baby," he panted, thrusting his thumb shallowly. Seungmin whined, clenching the finger "Mommy," he keened, fucking himself on Changbin's thumb. Changbin cooed, removing his finger "Mommy's not going to fuck you today, baby," he whispered, biting Seungmin's ear lobe.

Seungmin pouted, face flushed red "Why?" he whimpered, pressing his cheek into the sheets to look at Changbin. "I have a toy in mind, just for you," Changbin said, lubing up a bullet vibrator. Seungmin shuddered, muffling his whimpers into the pillows as Changbin pressed the toy into his rim, stretching him deliciously. Changbin cooed, rubbing Seungmin's back "Mommy's going to turn it up," he said, waiting for Seungmin to nod and he did.

The vibrator buzzed to life, pressing snuggly against his gland. Drool dripped down his lips, soaking the sheets wet. Changbin smirked, thrusting his cock between Seungmin's ass "Mommy's messy boy," he groaned, fucking quick and through. Skin slapping together from the contact. Moans and whimpers spilt from Seungmin's lips, cock left abandoned from the stimulation but it continued to leak, staining the sheets.

Changbin wrapped his hand around Seungmin's cock, keeping the same pace as his thrusts. Seungmin cried, head fogging his pleasure. Changbin groaned, tilting his head back from the tight warmth, encasing his cock "My pretty baby," he growled, twisting his fist around Seungmin's cock. Seungmin keened with a high-pitched moan, prostate stimulated blissfully as his cock was wrapped tightly by Changbin's hand.

Changbin released his grip from Seungmin's cock, drawing a pitiful cry from him. "Mommy's going to coat your pretty back white, baby," he groaned, hips fucking sloppily as he chased his high. Seungmin sniffled, clenching his ass cheeks, craving to help Changbin reach his high. Changbin grunted, hips stuttering as he came. Streaks of white, thick cum covered Seungmin's whole back, and some dripped down the crack of his ass.

Seungmin cried, suddenly manhandled on his back as Changbin turned the vibrator higher, abusing Seungmin's swollen gland. Changbin leaned forward, wrapping his plump lips tightly around Seungmin's throbbing cockhead, tongue swirling. Seungmin screamed, digging his nails into the sheets, and bucking his hips as Changbin swallowed his cum. Changbin turned off the vibrator, gently tugging it out of Seungmin's puffy rim.

Seungmin quivered, ass bruised from Changbin's harsh grip, body covered in all types of fluids but he felt safe. Changbin pulled Seungmin into his arms "Come back to mommy, little one," he coaxed, wiping Seungmin's body with wet wipes. Seungmin shivered from the cold, snuggling closer into Changbin's chest. Changbin chuckled, cradling Seungmin in his arms "Let mommy bring you to his room," he whispered, wrapping Seungmin's blanket around them and walking to his room.

Seungmin closed his eyes, pressing his cheek against Changbin's chest "Mommy," he whispered, rubbing his eyes. Changbin cooed, cradling on his lap "You can nurse, baby," he whispered, placing his arm under Seungmin's head. Seungmin sleepily suckled on Changbin's chest, softly coaxing himself to sleep.