When You Meet Someone So Beautiful That You Forget To Utter Proper Coherent Sentences

When you meet someone so beautiful that you forget to utter proper coherent sentences

Their reaction to seeing you in the games

Pairings: Sang-woo x reader, In-ho x reader, Jun-ho x reader, Salesman x reader.

- When he first saw you in the games, he wasn't sure that it was actually you.

- He only knew for sure that it was you when you went up to vote whether or not they should stay or go.

- He felt a rush of panic when he watched you standing in front of the buttons deciding which one to choose.

- Walks over to you and stands behind you while he practically interrogates you on why you're here.

- 'I wanted to help you with your money problems.' You would tell him. 'Don't worry about me, I will sort out my own problems.'

- He doesn't mean to be rude to you if he is, but he does care about you and doesn't want you to be in this situation.

- Tries not to make it known that he is panicking when he sees you.

- Would talk to the people in control of the guns in the first game and tell them to avoid your number.

- His eyes would never leave you as he watched the round go on.

- Leg shaking the whole time and would also hold his breath every now and then.

- He would advise you when you get the chance to leave that you shouldn't call the number on the card again.

- He wouldn't outright tell you why he knows, but he would if you threatened to call it again.

- He noticed you when he went to ask 456 if he knew anyone with his brother's name.

- Would stare at you for a bit too long before walking over and patting you down.

- Frantically turn around and check on you every now and then.

- You would definitely catch on to the guard that was constantly looking over at you.

- Instantly thinks of a plan to get you out of there, even if it meant you didn't get the money that you needed.

- He would give you all the money he has to keep you far away from these murderous games.

-When he sees you holding the infamous card with the shapes on it, he immediately storms up to you and rips it out of your hand.

- "Never call this number" "If someone asks to play a game for money, then you leave. Do you hear me?"

- Doesn't even want you looking in the direction of the card.

- Won't tell you why, will just tell you not to ask about it again.

- You need the money? He will give it to you.

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lapeti

2 months ago

DAAAAAAAAMNNNNN THIS IS PERFECT. I LOVED IT.

𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞 :3

(fem!reader)

Cw: fingering, edging, brat taming (duh), reader is kind of a bitch, dirty talk, ooc daisuke, softdom!daisuke,this is so cringe im sorry

Tags!!: @droltussy @whore-for-neuvillette 🫶🏼

You loved pissing off daisuke.

Because you knew that hes a patient man, and that hes head over heels for you. He never got really mad.

He mostly played it off, Hugging you and peppering you face with kisses so you would drop the act. Hes a gentle and patient boyfriend. Why would he get mad at you? Its no use, youre his pretty girl. He dont have to yell at you or argue. Even when you piss him off.

But like anyone, daisuke's patience have limits, and sometimes he snaps. And even if no, he wont yell at you or be mean, he'll edge you until dawn, make you cry out, being totally out of his usual gentle, vanilla and sweet guy act. Hes so mean, but not even with his words. Hes so mean with pleasing you, not letting you cum, refusing giving you his cock even if you whine for it.

He have to let you know that his patience inst infinite, and that trying to flirt with curly in front of his eyes will definitely make him snap. ☆━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━☆

"Cmon baby, i told you, you just have to apologize and i'll let you cum."

"Ng-nghh! But i dindt do anything wrong-"

"Alright. Just know that i dont like punishing you like that anymore than you. I know you like teasing me and pissing me off, but flirting with curly is a bit too far no? Dont you love me?"

He gently rub your clit with his thumb, two fingers gently thrusting into you, while his other hand pull your nipples, his lips gently kissing your temple.

"Dai! pleaseee let me come!"

"Not unless you apologize. Cmon baby, we both know you can do it."

You pout a bit, wiggling your hips against him, feeling his rock solid dick against your ass, his thumb teasingly hovering over your clit. Tears prickle at your eyes, youre so overstimulated, and you dindt even cum yet. You just want him balls deep inside you, not just his fingers teasing your pussy. You just want him to fuck you, dont you deserve it? Your hot boyfriend fucking your brain's out?

So you finally apologize.

"Msorry! Msorry daisuke! please let me come! Promise i wont do it again!"

A soft smile strech his lips, his fingers finally going all the way up, his thumb rubbing your clit roughly.

"Heres my girl, knew you could do it. It wasnt that hard was it?"

Your fingers tremble and grip at the wall, your legs shaking, panties at your ankles and your arousal dripping down his fingers while he gently kiss your neck, his fingers thrusting out and in.

"Gonna fuck you so good baby."And it all ended up with you squirting all over his fingers <3

mi amor: george x reader

request: I just read the accent kink anon and now I need something like that in my life, because all I can think about is George groaning while you whisper something to him in Spanish and he just can’t control himself 😉 Whenever you have the chance could you whip something like that up? a/n: ive had this in my drafts for the longest time oops. i acc have so many unfinished fics in my drafts oopsies. smut: smut, nothing out of this world word count: 733

It all started out as an honest mistake. Really, truly, just a mistake. You had accidentally closed the cabinet door on your finger and had loudly sworn in Spanish as you held your finger tightly. George had popped into the kitchen with a look of concern.

"What was that, darling?" he had asked.

You had continued grumbling in Spanish about how it hurt, clearly unaware of what language you were speaking in. Or the effect it was having on George, completely unaware of the way his face changed into a devilish grin.

He went to stand behind you, head peering over your shoulder as you placed your finger under a steady stream of cold water, still muttering complaints in your native language. His chin rested on your shoulder and only then did you notice him and - with a quick look behind you - his grin.

Then, maybe - and just maybe - did it morph from an honest mistake to a playful mistake. You changed your voice, getting rid of the annoyance and replacing it with a much lower and slower tone. You remained focused on your finger, which no longer hurt, in order to not give yourself away.

And then, to top it all off, you called him Jorge; his name in Spanish.

He couldn't control himself then. He spun you around, strong hands on your waist, and turned off the tap. Your injured finger was long forgotten. The way he looked down at you made you shiver. That look of pure hunger for you.

"Hmm?" he asked, his fingers drawing gentle circles on your exposed waist.

"¿Qué?" you replied, almost a challenge.

George quirked an eyebrow and stepped even closer to you. You bit your lip to hide your surprise at his boner and raised both eyebrows, feigning confusion.

"¿Qué pasa mi amor?" you raised your hand and brushed his hair away from his face, tucking it safely behind his ear.

"I think you know que pasa." he said, completely butchering the pronouciation.

You giggled, you couldn't help it, and clearly, he couldn't either.

He picked you up, making you squeal, and took you out the kitchen. You fought back a grin, excited at the prospect of a riled up George. He took you to the bedroom and dropped you on the bed, immediately climbing on top of you.

His lips were on yours in an instant. He started bucking his hips against yours, pressing himself where you needed him most. You wrapped your legs around his waist and kissed him back, sneaking in Spanish words between kisses.

Each word made him groan more and more, it didn't matter what you were saying. He was quite literally feral, couldn't control himself. He pulled your pants and underwear down in one motion and freed himself from his pants.

Just as quickly as he had gotten both of you exposed, he slipped himself into you. It hurt a bit at first but his kisses and moans were making you hornier by the second.

"Fuck, darling, I love it when you talk like that." he groaned into his ear, slamming himself into you.

You moaned his name in Spanish again and smiled at the way you felt his body shuddered against you. You never knew why he reacted like this but you didn't care, it was just another weapon in your arsenal. Another means to get whatever you pleased.

You slipped your hand into his shirt, dragging your nails down his back, and called him sweet names in Spanish, one after the other. George couldn't stop moaning.

"I'm gonna cum." he said.

You encouraged him in Spanish, and soon his movements became erratic. You squeezed your legs around him, moaning as you felt your own high coming.

You continued whispering in your native language in his ear as you both came down from your high. George fell onto you, his weight welcoming and comforting.

"Holy fuck, love." he finally huffed, head resting on your chest. He kissed your exposed breasts, you could feel his eyelashes against you as his eyes fluttered closed.

"Did you like that, mi amor?" you asked as you played with his hair.

He lazily rose his head from your chest and raised an eyebrow. "What do you think?"

"No se, por algo pregunto."

And even though it was just a random sentence, George's eyes mischievously lit up at the sound of your voice.

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