forgive yourself. whether you fail a test, eat too many cookies, say the wrong thing, fail a class, or spend a whole day in bed — learn to forgive yourself. the next day will be better. the next day will be a day closer to your next success. you can do it.
The world is a little happier with you in it.
The world is a little brighter with you in it.
The world is a little sweeter with you in it.
The world is a little softer with you in it.
The world is a little more perfect with you in it.
The world is a little prettier with you in it
The world is a little more charming with you in it
the world is a little more loving with you in it🌸
The world is a little more comforting with you in it.
The world is a little more fun with you in it💜
Days seem like weeks to me. Days are weeks. Loving Vincent (2017) dir. Dorota Kobiela & Hugh Welchman
His blonde hair tickled against your neck as his head rested in your chest, cuddling up to you after a long day at the studio. You had cooked dinner, drawn him a bath and helped massage his tired muscles, despite the hectic day you’d had yourself.
“You really are special,” he whispered, his piercing eyes staring up at you. You brought your hand down to cup the side of his face. “I don’t think I realised until now how valuable you are.”
“I only look after you because I love you,” you replied, a cheeky smile appearing on his face, squeezing you tighter. He brought his arm around to rest just under your boobs, pressing several loving kisses to your shoulder and neck, inhaling the sweet scent of your mango perfume.
“Tonight I want to show you how much I love you,” he softly spoke, “I want to prove to you how grateful I am to have you in my life and how much it means to have you care for me.”
He smirked, as you stared down at him cluelessly, any evening you got to spend with him these days was special. “I feel like you’re hinting at something, but I’m not entirely sure what it is.”
“I want to have sex, I want to take the next step.”
It was something you’d barely even talked about before, Jimin was incredibly embarrassed to tell you he was a virgin, despite how understanding you were. That was part of his confident swagger, he wanted to make you think he knew what he was doing, but when he crumbled and confessed, your heart broke, vowing to patiently wait until he was ready to take that step, and never push him into anything he didn’t want to do.
“Are you sure this is what you want?” You asked him, your thumb brushing lightly against the soft, shaven skin of his cheek. “I don’t want this to feel like something you have to do, I want to do it because it’s what you want in your heart.”
He nodded in response, “it’s exactly what I want. There’s no one else in this world I love and trust more to share my first time with, it’s always been you.”
The passion in his eyes was clear, in amongst the long fringe that had fallen in front of his face. Your heart raced as he stared up at you, you were like a puppet on strings, dancing along to the orchestra that was his gorgeous eyes.
“I want this to be relaxed, okay? If you feel uncomfortable, just say, and we’ll stop,” you said. He nodded, there was no way that he would be stopping tonight. “Do you promise?”
“I promise, but I won’t have to stop, not when I’ve got you looking after me and caring for me.”
You brought his head up with your hands, placing a delicate kiss to his lips, trailing your other hand down the material of his white band shirt. You tugged lightly at the bottom before bringing your hands under to circle around his abs.
Instantly he felt relaxed around you, but still was fearful as to what to do to make you comfortable. You moved his hand down to the bottom of your oversized shirt, pressing a reassuring kiss to the top of his head.
“Do whatever comes natural, it feels good.”
That was all he needed to hear to settle, all he ever wanted was to make you feel good and loved. On the outside he was a cheeky, sassy guy, but on the inside, he had a heart of gold, filled with love, just for you.
“Are you sure it feels good?”
“Jimin, I promise.” You moved back, cupping either side of his face, noticing him biting his bottom lip. “If you’re scared, then we don’t have to, you know that you always make me feel good inside.”
“We do have to,” he smiled, “I just wish that I could be as good as you during things like this.”
You shook your head, your lips planting to the tip of his nose. “Trust me, I’m not the most experienced person in the world either, things like this take time, working out what each other like and dislike. You’ve never had anything to be ashamed of around me, you know that.”
With his hands shaking, he lifted the shirt you wore over your head, careful not to catch your hair, throwing it aside. You did the same, guiding his off his body, throwing it carelessly across the room. His hands placed on your hips, eyes embracing the gorgeous body your had, a soft kiss being placed to your collarbone.
“So damn gorgeous,” he mumbled, “I don’t know how I managed to find you.”
His confidence soon began to grow as you moaned at the feeling of his hands on your skin, a playful nibble at the skin around your neck was enough for your hands to wrap around his neck, pulling him closer to you.
“Jimin, you’re incredible, you know that,” you whispered, tugging lightly at the ends of his hair, knowing how much he enjoyed it when you did that.
The room was dark, it was chilling quickly as you reached midnight, but his arms made you feel snug and warm. The strength in them was overwhelming, turning you over so he laid on top of you, his eyes toying with you as he smirked.
“Don’t mess with me,” you giggled, leaning up to peck his pouted lips.
“Just let be in control, I want to show you how much I love you, even if deep down I am a nervous wreck right now,” he chuckled, running a hand through his hair, moving it aside.
He leaned down, leaving only a couple of inches between your bodies, peppering kisses along your jawline and cheekbones, propping himself up on his elbows.
“Thank you for teaching me how to love Y/N, I love you so much, I hope tonight proves that you mean the absolute world to me,” he whispered just under your ear, his hot breath against your skin sending a shiver down your spine.
“I love you too, I’m right here, there’s no need to be nervous,” you assured him, unfastening the buckle of his belt. “You don’t have to be scared, just be you, that always makes me feel like the happiest girl in the world.”
“I will, all I’ve ever wanted is to make you happy.”
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jungkook/reader | fluff, smut, angst
→ au: college!au
→ word count: 8.4k
→ warnings: light virgin kink, dirty talk, cunnilingus (with jk’s pierced tongue), blow job, praise kink, creampie, manipulation, fuckboy!jk, pierced!jk, u may hate jk sorry
→ summary: you never thought you’d fall for the charms of jeon jungkook, the campus heartthrob, play boy, and fuck boy.
→ preview: “You’re clearly not the party type,” He chuckled. “I can tell. But you still went with me and…” He trailed off, unsure of what to add. “And what?” You pressed, tangling your hand in your blanket in an effort to keep yourself from touching him. “I think I like you,” He shook his head quickly. “I know I like you. I do, _____.”
release date: september 1, 2019 11:30PM EST
Some quick facts:
What is happening right now is an emergency that should be concerning all of us. The air we breath is at stake. This isn’t exaggerating. Our lungs are destroyed as we speak and we are only just finding out.
This is our future. Are you upset about Spiderman? Same. Were you sad over Notre Dame? Same. But this is so much more important.
u think ur a flower, but really ur the whole meadow
“You’re in direct violation of being a jackass”
Warning: vibrator use, degradation, slight force, spanking, daddy kink, public humiliation(duh), embarrassment kink, boyxboy, slight angst.
Barely edited again so oof😅
“Why are you acting so bitchy today huh? Jungkook’s voice just added to Jimin’s anger. He had such a stressful week trying to balance school and work with the sprinkles of family trouble and to top it all off, Jungkook decided today, out of all days, he wanted to go to Ikea. Jimin couldn’t even look at Jungkook without getting pissed off. He was frustrated; mentally and sexually. Not even once did Jimin get even a peck from Jungkook this week.
“Just leave me alone.” Jimin said in a monotone voice, struggling to put his jacket on. “Did I do something?” Jungkook questioned while walking to help him button his jacket. Jimin swatted his hand away as if he was on fire, “don’t touch me...” Jungkook recognized that attitude instantly, he cocked his eyebrows teasingly. “Hmm is baby Jiminie upset??” “Ugh such a dickhead!” Jimin thought to himself.
“You don’t get to tease me.” The smile dropped from Jungkook’s face and he stared at Jimin, accepting the challenge. “Wait here.” Was all he said before walking away into their shared bedroom. Jimin crossed his arm, waiting two, now three minutes.....”ughh Jungkook what are doing..”
As Jimin was about to turn when he heard Jungkook’s approaching footsteps, he was cut off abruptly. “Jungkook I’m rea-“ his eyes widened. Jungkook swiftly wrapped one hand over the smaller boy’s body, over his sensitive area, with the other covering his mouth. His breathe tickled the nape of Jimin’s neck, causing shivers to run down his back. “I know why you’re so cranky you know...” he whispered in Jimin’s ear while licking the lobe at the end of his sentence. “I know how slutty you are for me but do you think telling me what I can’t do, would help you huh?” Jungkook’s hand that once covered Jimin’s mouth now wrapped harshly around his throat, pulling him closer into his chest. “Do I need to teach you patience?” Jimin couldn’t answer, not because of the pressure around his throat but just purely out of the feelings he was experiencing. His whole body was on fire, sparks flew through his veins, he could feel them.
Trying to stabilize his breathing, Jimin’s eyes shot open at the buzzing sound that came from behind him. He turned to Jungkook, a look of horror on his face. He wouldn’t dare? “Pull your pants down.” Jungkook’s dominate voice spoke. Jimin bit his lip but shook his head, “no...” was all he could say. He knew what was gonna happen, and he felt embarrassed about it but at the same time, he so desperately wanted it. “Don’t make me do it myself...” Jungkook stared into Jimin’s shaky eyes and knew what he had to do. Dominate Jungkook, was a scary Jungkook. Roughly, he turned Jimin around and bent him over, pulling his sweats down in one swift motion, his blue underwear soon followed. Massaging his ass, Jungkook tried to resist the urge to spank him, he knew what Jimin had to endure after this, would just be too much on top of spankings. “Carefully taking the pink toy, he pushed it in to his ass gently, not wanting to cause pain. Jimin still let out moans of pain regardless but it sounded more pleasurable, the further the toy got. Once it was where Jungkook wanted, he fixed the now hazy and withered boy up and grabbed his phone. Turning the lever on the app, he watched as Jimin bent over, squeezing his legs together with his hand covering his mouth trying to subdue the sweet noises. “Start learning control because I’m not gonna take it easy on you once we’re out there, got it?” He asked while slapping Jimin’s cheek softly. “Mmm yea-yeah” Jimin barely spoke.
Passing by all the people on the way to the bus stop was just horrible. With every step, Jimin could tell Jungkook was messing with the controls for the vibrator. He would jolt up one minute then feel his legs go numb the next. He tried his hardest not to make eye contact with anyone, feeing too embarrassed by the lewd feelings that washed his body. Jungkook enjoyed every moment of this. Being in control of his pleasure like this, watching Jimin struggle to contain his moans, fuck, he wanted to just fuck him right there. Taking the two seats at the back of bus, Jimin grabbed Jungkook’s thigh, “please.....I can’t.....” he whispered but Jungkook again, cut him off. “Shhhhh look out the window...” he answered and clicked the control on low for a while. Once he noticed Jimin become relaxed, distracted with the scenery outside, he flicked the controls back to high. Jimin yelped but his hand rushed to his mouth, throwing his head back, his other hand found Jungkook’s thigh, squeezing it. Jungkook put his behind Jimin, allowing his body to rest on his shoulder. Jungkook smiled at two elderly women who were watching the commotion, unconscious of what was playing out in front of them. They quickly looked away when Jungkook smiled at them, “stop being so obvious or i’ll spank your little sensitive ass in front of everyone. You want that?” Jungkook whispered into Jimin’s ear which earned a shake of the head ‘no’.
Pulling up to their stop, Jungkook led Jimin, hands tightly wrapped around each other. “Behave good in here and it’ll be over before you know it.” Jungkook said but he knew, he was gonna make this as difficult as possible for poor Jimin.
Pushing the cart, Jimin slowly walked behind Jungkook, legs buckling alittle but Jimin tried his hardest not to make it noticeable. Catching a glimse of himself in a huge mirror, Jimin felt awkward. His cheeks flushed a bright pink tint, his sweats looked distressed with all the rubbing it was doing between his thighs and as for his bulge, well Jungkook did a good job “tucking” him in so now he just looked like he had a big dick in the regular.
Walking past an isle, Jungkook got an idea. He saw an employee stocking some shelves and immediately, turned to Jimin. “Go ask that nice man over there, where’s the bedding section.” Taking the cart out of Jimin’s tight grasp, he watched him stumble over to the worker.
“Uh-mm excu-use me, where’s the be-bedding section?” Jimin sounded as if he was in pain almost. The worker whose name tag read Yoongi, stared at the younger man, confused. “Well it’s in isle 12. Sir are you okay?” He asked concerned, placing the small box on the shelf. Right as Jimin was about to shake his head no, Jungkook cranked the control up, Jimin rushes forward, grabbing his tummy, pulling on the fabric of his shirt. Biting his lip, tears were nearly evident in his eyes. Yoongi tried helping him to stand straight, catching his lower back. Jungkook came just in time and grabbed Jimin out of Yoongi’s grasp. “Ohhh baby, are you okay?? Thank you so much, he’s been having really bad pains lately, it makes him very weak.” Jungkook explained to a now bewildered Yoongi who just scrunched his brows as he watched the taller man help the smaller one walk away. “I need a new job” Yoongi said to himself,shaking his head.
Jungkook walked Jimin to the closest bathroom, locking the door after making sure there was no one in there. He couldn’t help himself anymore. His jeans started to restrict his growing cock too much now, he needed Jimin.
Pulling Jimin into a stall, he turned the smaller boy around, palming his already hard on. “Hmm such a dirty boy aren’t you, Jimin. Couldn’t wait for me to grind up on you” Jungkook said while grinding into Jimin’s ass. A moan escaped Jimin’s lips freely, the first in a while. Unzipping his jeans and pulling it down along with his underwear, Jungkook’s cock sprung up, dripping in precum. Pushing his hand down Jimin’s sweats, under his underwear, he started pumping the wet cock. Trying to grab at invisible things on the walls, Jimin’s mouth was agape. His hands wrapped around Jungkook’s hair, pulling at the strands when Jungkook’s sped up. “Fuck baby, you’re so fucking rough” Jungkook growled into his ear.
“Please f-fuck me already...” Jimin squeaked out, voice sounding oh so shaky. “Please...” he begged. In no time, did Jungkook undo Jimin’s sweats, pulling the underwear down with it. He spanked Jimin. “This is what you wanted right, you Fucking slut...” Jungkook said, cock now rubbing between Jimin. The toy still inside Jimin, vibrating. Vibrations mixed with Jimin’s grinding, sent Jungkook further into bliss.
Grabbing his phone again, shaking, he opened the app, cranking it to the highest level possible. “Ohh my fucking god!” Jimin screamed causing Jungkook to cover his mouth with the hand that was pumping his boyfriend. “Shut up or we’re gonna get caught..” Jungkook demanded while returning slowly back to what he was doing. Intensely groping at each other now, the toy in full effect, every movement became fast. Jungkook fucking on Jimin’s ass while jerking him off even faster. Jimin turning to suck on Jungkook’s neck, trying to stop himself from moaning with his hand entangled in Jungkook’s dark hair, made the moment more steamy.
“I’m gonna cum!” Jimin announced to Jungkook to which he just smirked. “Cum for me babyboy..” Jungkook felt Jimin’s convulsing cock twitch. Hot, white liquid shot out into the door of the bathroom, Jimin grinding sloppy into Jungkook’s hand. Jungkook threw his head back as he felt his own orgasm taking over. Shooting his load all over Jimin’s lower back, he wiped his cock all over it, making it drip down Jimin’s ass crack. The only sound that could be heard was the deep breathing and the squeaking of cum being massaged.
“You good baby?” Jungkook asked, still in haze of his dying orgasm. “Hmhm” Jimin responded, out of breath.
They waited, composing themselves for a moment before Jungkook took the first action. Pulling Jimin’s undergarment and sweats up, he fixed him first then himself. “Now you’re gonna walk around with Daddy’s load in your sweet little ass until we get home, okay?” Jungkook said while sticking his hand he used on Jimin earlier into the smaller boy’s mouth. “This is what you get for telling me what to do okay babyboy. But hey, when we get home, I might give you a surprise, okay?” Jungkook hummed to Jimin. Jimin shook his head, looking so adorable to Jungkook. His babyboy was gonna be on his best behavior for him he though to himself as they left the messed up bathroom, passing Yoongi who was standing outside the bathroom, just staring in horror “I’m not cleaning it. Nope!” He shook his head before walking away. Still appalled.
Cr: blanketcafe
Entra Yoongi gif: his reaction😂
➛pairing: Kim Taehyung x reader (per usual) ➛summary: Clearing his throat, he tries again, gaze intense. His eyes are about to fall out of his skull with the power of his attempt at a telepathic message to his friend. “Come on, Jimin. Ask me. You know what? I’ll help you. I pick dare.” A sly glint of amusement pulls at the edge of Jimin’s mouth, his tongue darting out to wet his lips. You look back and forth between the two of them, not sure what was happening but sure as hell knowing it was going to be nothing be trouble. “I dare you to sing a song that shows off your best growling for our girl here,” ➛genre: non idol!AU, friends to lovers, slice of life, smut ➛word count: 4605 ➛rating: explicit/mature (y’all been knew) ➛warnings: alcohol use, cursing, cliche use of ‘truth or dare’, Seokjin singing dope songs at karaoke, Jimin being chaotic, slight dirty talk, semi public sex, oral (male receiving), swallowing, Taehyung being a secret softie. ➛notes: Firstly, I would like to start off by saying that this fic idea came from @destiel1597 and the pure lethal sex that is 5th Muster Taehyung™, so this is truly their fault. The both of them. Secondly, y’all should’ve known that the minute I saw 5th Muster Taehyung™, I’d have to let the thirst out somehow. I don’t have self control. Lastly, shoutout to my bby @taetaesbaebaepsae for assisting me & @purpletigertaetae for spamming me with rude Tae inspo to fuel the thotting. You the best. I promise my next fic will be about another member. If Tae would just RELAX I wouldn’t have to be like this!! ➛song: Toxic - Alex & Sierra (which is the version Tae sings in this. Listen to it and picture him singing it and tell me you wouldn’t do the same). Ma City - BTS 5th Muster version (which you should go watch immediately if you haven’t - this growling Tae was the muse for this entire sinful piece.)
ᴄʀᴏss-ᴘᴏsᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ AO3;; ʟɪɴᴋ ɪɴ ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ
“How many times are you going to dare me to sing this song?”
Seokjin’s face had a thin sheen of sweat, the bright disco lights of the cozy karaoke booth bouncing off his skin, showing the exasperation evident on his face.
“Until it stops being funny. So…” you look around at the others, pausing to sip at your drink. “Never. Get to it, lover boy.”
He sighs heavily but did as he was told, picking up the microphone and waiting for the flatscreen to start scrolling with the lyrics. The first few bars of the song blared through the speakers, and the guys gave supporting hoots to encourage him.
Despite his earlier protest, he quickly gets into it, eyebrows furrowed as he dramatically swings the mic, belting out the first few notes. “I gotta take a little time, a little time to think things over…I better read between the lines, in case I need it when I’m older…”
Next to you, Taehyung laughs deeply, throwing his head back as the elder continues, eyes glistening with unshed tears. No one else in the room was faring much better, every single person in some stage of cracking up at his theatrics. Forcing Seokjin to sing Foreigner songs is always hilarious, and one of your favorite parts of your friends bi-monthly karaoke meetups.
No one really knows when or how the tradition started (though rumor has it, it was at your drunken demand to ‘show off the golden pipes’), but these nights in the same small private room of your local karaoke bar had quickly become the favorite in your friend group. Twice a month, regardless of what was going on, everyone agreed to meet up for dinner, drinks, and the most ridiculous yet always entertaining game of truth or dare - karaoke style.
It was typical of your friends to never do anything the normal way, and this was no different. Instead of selecting songs of personal preference to sing for the room, they were always chosen as either a dare, or a failure to participate in a truth. It was asker’s choice, and the victim wasn’t allowed to veto, less they wanted to foot the entire bill for the evening. And between seven men in their mid twenties and the pickled livers of you and your friend, Nari - that was a hefty price to pay.
• Pairing: CamBoy!Yoongi x Jungkook • Genre: Smut | CamBoy!AU • Words: 14k | AO3 • Disclaimer: /
written with @cassiavioletblue
↳ Part 1 of ‘Nuit Inoubliable’ in which you will follow three different stories about your favorite Cam!Boys and their unforgettable nights.
Jungkook bit his lip, shielding his eyes from the rain as he blinked up to read the name on the sign that was written in gold letters over the entrance. He got out a small piece of paper, where he had shakily written down the address and compared it once more. His heart did a somersault and picked up its pace. He quickly gulped down the nervousness, pulling his hood a little closer over his head to keep himself from getting drenched and walked closer. His hands were buried deep in the pockets of his leather jacket, the bag he carried filled with the stuff he needed for a one-night stay in a hotel. “Fuck,” Jungkook cursed silently, feeling himself hesitate to step in, his fist tightening around the piece of paper. He breathed in deeply, closing his eyes for a second and then opened the door.
HIS DEEP ASS VOICE OMG I'M NOT OK
Genre: Smut (18+)
Pairing: Taehyung x Jimin (dom tae-sub jimin)
Summary: Jimin decides to get himself off… while wearing his best friend’s favorite gucci sweater. Aka once again, no plot-just smut
Word Count: 1.8k+
Warnings: masturbation, degradation, dirty talk, dom/sub themes, ‘daddy’ kink, idk what else to include-normal smut things I suppose
Yess fluffy drabbles! But the angst was also good. Maybe "I'd let you if you asked." with Taehyung?
I am a sucker for both angst and fluff, I’m glad you like both! Here you go, I hope you like it 💕 (thanks for requesting for my baby).
Given Taehyung had caught a cold a week ago and he still had to attend a few presentations back then, he was now officially on vocal rest, having to take care of his voice for the upcoming shows – that being the reason he had asked you right before it started to go stay with him at the dorms, otherwise he would get bored, plus he could also use some help against his friends, who would most probably tease him non stop.
What he had not expected, though, was for you to take the boys’ side – the seven of you taking the piss out of him every single time you got the chance.
“Okay, okay, we’re going to buy some groceries” Jin announced as everyone but your boyfriend and you headed to the door. “Please procure to keep everything PG rated over here”.
“There’s not much they can do anyway since Taehyung-ssi isn’t even allowed to moan” Jimin’s boldness earned a glare from the man by your side. On the other hand, you covered your mouth with your hand to muffle a laugh that threatened to escape your throat.
“Shut up, Jimin” you tried to play it off after Taehyung had glared to you as well.
“Fine, let’s go” he rolled his eyes, heading out of the door.
“Taehyung-ssi, you want anything from the grocery store?” Jeongguk shouted from the door, looking around. Your boyfriend sighed in defeat, resting his head on your shoulder. “You guys hear anything? I think he’s not home”.
“What a shame, we won’t be able to get him anything then” Namjoon joined in.
Everyone laughed before closing the door, leaving the two of you to be in complete silence.
Gazing down at his head on your shoulder still, you pressed a kiss to the crown of it, feeling him smile.
“You okay?” you asked, running your fingers through his smooth hair.
He sat up straight, giving you a nod in approval. Smiling fondly at him, you kissed the tip of his nose, only for him to lean forward right after, trying to reach for your lips.
Nevertheless, your teasing was far from ending soon. Looking ahead of you just as his lips were about to lock with yours, they ended being pressed to your cheek. “How about we watch a movie?” you suggested, taking the remote in your hands as you did your best not to look at him – his blank expression being almost too cute for you to resist.
He shook his head no, catching your attention once more.
“What do you want then?” you moved again to be in front of him.
As if it wasn’t obvious enough, Taehyung puckered his lips up.
“Um… I don’t know, that’s kind of vague” you bit your lip as you made it seem like you were deep in thought. He held one finger in front of you. “A peck?” you tried to guess. He denied it with his head, this time pointing back and forth from your lips to his. “I don’t understand what you mean” you played it innocent.
He took a deep breath, this time pointing from your mouth to his, before he started obnoxiously opening and closing it in such way it gave away the idea of him making out with someone – who he was hoping would be you.
You threw your head back as a loud laugh escaped your throat. That idiot, you swore to God. How come he made you laugh so genuinely even when he couldn’t speak at all?
“So somewhere between a kiss and a make out session, I’m guessing” he nodded effusively. “I’d let you if you asked” your words made him frown in confusion, hadn’t he done just that? “With actual words, I mean”.
He sighed in defeat for the second time that day, leaning on the back of the couch as he crossed his arms over his chest and a pout formed on his lips.
You giggled to yourself at how adorable his frustrated expression looked on him. What made everything funnier was the fact that you both knew you would end up kissing him anyway. Come on, how could you ever say no to him?
He glanced in your direction, smirking the instant an idea came to his mind. Just as you locked eyes with him again, he opened his mouth, ready to break the vocal rest – or so he let you think.
“No, no!” you rushed to cover his mouth with your hands. “I will not carry the scold from Bang PD on my shoulders if you don’t follow his orders, Kim Taehyung” you straddled his lap so you could be closer to him as you made your point.
Grabbing your hands with his, he pulled them from off his mouth, once again puckering his lips as he closed his eyes, awaiting for you to kiss him – you could clearly see the satisfaction radiating from his face as he was finally getting what he wanted.
Rolling your eyes, you placed your lips on his plump ones for once and for all, softly sucking on his lower one – his hand going up to cup your cheek out of habit. A soft hum left his mouth after a few minutes, when he had tightened his embrace to pull you even closer.
“You’re not supposed to make any sound” you reminded him in between kisses, as he was in no way letting you get away from him, “PG rated, remember?”
His boxy smile made its appearance without him being able to stop it.
You were in it for a lifetime of payback.
