Things That We Say//2

I understand that you're not taking requests right now, but hear me out. Pet/Slave Namjoon. With a collar/choker and everything.

Sub Namjoon was an interesting concept to me, to say the least, so…here we are ;p

ALSO: I tried to add a ‘Read More’ break, but they don’t seem to work correctly for mobile when I’m replying to an ask, soo…sorry for anyone that doesn’t want to see glimpses of sub!joon

Unlocking your front door, you sigh as you step inside,kicking your shoes off on the landing. The grocery bags balanced on yourforearm lay proof to your trip to the corner convince store, and you’re sureNamjoon will love you later when he sees all the candy you bought him.

Smiling to yourself you skip into the kitchen, preparing toput the groceries away. However, you only manage to get the essential itemsinto the fridge before desperate whining in the background catches yourattention.

Rolling your eyes, you set the remaining bags down on thekitchen floor and grab the hem of your top, pulling it over your head andchucking it onto the couch as you start towards the bedroom. Your pants comenext, and you kick them off just outside the cracked open door, fingers wanderingto your damp panties, pressing into the sensitive bud of nerves hidden justbeneath the fabric.

Breathy curses and pleasurable moans are rolling through thewalls and washing over you in waves, and you lick your lips in anticipation.This is going to be fun.

Pushing the door open ever so slowly, you pad into the room,drool pooling in your mouth at the sight of Namjoon. He’s knelt at the foot ofyour bed, reddened bottom lip caught between his teeth as he attempts not towhine—a cock ring secured around his manhood. You can easily spot the cumleaking down his shaft, begging for a chance to flow free, but you’re not readyto give in to him just yet. It’s only been half an hour since you left him herelike this, and you’re sure you can get him begging even more.

Ahhhh~ this pretty dominate boy who is suddenly so submissiveunder your delicate finger.

“Hey there puppy,” you tease him with a grin, finally revealingyou presence to him as you tug on the chain resting against his chest. Heimmediately gasps and leans forward on his knees. The chain is attached to nippleclamps secured around his sensitive pink buds, and between the chain jigglingin your hand and the tiny vibrator attached to the cock ring, he’s ready toburst at the seams.

“Are you gonna beg me, huh? Look at this,” you say, squattingdown and dragging a finger up the underside of his length. Skimming your otherhand over his tan shoulders, you loop your finger under the leather of thecollar he has on, forcing him to look at you as you lick your cum-covered digitclean.

Namjoon shivers at the sight alone, nostrils flaring.

“Baby…please,” hewhispers, voice cracking and eyes pleading. His cock is so painfully hard, he’sabout to go insane. “I-I already came, but it hurt. I need…I need—”

“Payback for all of your teasing, babe, aren’t I right?” yougrin, burying your hand into his sweaty blond hair. You bend to your knees infront of him and yank his head back, your lips pressing overly-light kisses toevery inch of his skin. “All those time you brought me to the edge and thendenied me…two can play at this game.”

“Fuck! Please!”Namjoon begs, his second dry orgasm approaching at dangerous speeds, and hethrusts his hips into air, desperate for friction. 30 minutes alone in a room—handscuffed behind his back, and cock restrained—had granted Namjoon a lot of timeto ponder how to get back at you for making him like…this. But, subsequently, thinking about tying you up and shovinghis dick down your throat until you choke on it hadn’t helped out hissituation.

“Come for me, Namjoon,” you demand, capturing his lips in afierce kiss, and he screams around your tongue, hips bucking fervently as anotherdry orgasm rips through him.

“Fuck! FUCK!” hecurses, cock throbbing. He’s about to lose his GODDAMN MIND!

“Yes! What fantastic sounds!”you laugh, petting his sweaty hair back and hooking your fingers under hiscollar yet again. You tug him around so he’s facing the edge of the mattress,his chest heaving as he tiredly watches you step out of your soaking panties.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, you drag his head forward,your fingers spreading your glistening folds.

“Make me come and I’ll return the favor.”

Licking his lips, Adam’s apple bobbing, he eyes yourwomanhood before diving forward without another second of hesitation. Histongue flicks over your throbbing bud, and you toss your head back, hand thoroughlytangled in his hair and keeping him secured between your thighs.

Already too well acquainted with your body, Namjoonskillfully drags his tongue between your folds, dipping the flexible muscleinto your heat before returning to your clit yet again. His strokes areaccurate and utterly devastating, distraught moans leaving your mouth as heinches you closer and closer to your orgasm.

At feeling your thighs tighten around his head, breathingpicking up and pleas becoming increasingly louder, Namjoon feels another orgasmbeginning to build up in him as well. And he knows that he won’t survive another dry one. So, he brings out hisA-game, sucking your clit into his mouth and digging his tongue into your sensitivebud even rougher than before.

The sensation has you crying out, orgasm right on the brink,and after a few more swipes of Namjoon’s tongue you come—breathy moans fillingthe room. Your chest heaves as he rides you through your orgasm, but as soon asyou start to come down from your high Namjoon falls backwards onto his ass,eyes scrunched shut.

“Baby please pleaseplease please–!”

“I gotcha~,” you coo, petting his hair back as you lean downand snap the cock ring off. Immediately a guttural moan tears from his throat,his orgasm hitting home without any help from you. Breathing uneven, cumsplattering across your hand and his stomach, you bend down and kiss himgently.

“I’ll get a rag,” you say, hurrying out of the room and tothe bathroom. When you come back Namjoon has relocated to the bed, nippleclamps, cock ring, and collar all resting on the sheets beside him. Smilingsweetly when he looks at you with exhaustion painting his face, you quicklyclean both him and yourself up.

“You good?” you question after throwing the rag in thenearby clothes bin, and Namjoon nods, latching onto your wrist and tugging youonto the bed with him. Immediately he maneuvers you into the little spoonposition, his arms wrapping snuggly around your torso, and you don’t mind inthe least.

Sighing, Namjoon nuzzles the back of your skull, sleep alreadyfinding him, but he makes sure to get out what’s been on his mind all afternoon.

“You’re gonna fucking pay for that later.”

Laughing, you roll your eyes and attempt to find sleep aswell.

“We’ll see.”

Phil is truly underrated...

women are sooooo amazing and beautiful and amazing and beautiful wow…………….. im gay

GURL SAME

😂👏

THANKS!!

Could you make a poly hamilsquad fanfic we're all five of you are being cute together in public (but not over the top pda because that's annoying) and your like holding hands and a couple start to gawk and stare at you all and then y/n starts to have an anxiety attack and laf or one of the boys confront the other couple?! Yea sorry for that super detailed ask and sorry if I'm bugging you! Make it cute if you can!!

Yep

Here's multiple photos of me trying to be cute, im pan btw

Just Carry on things #2

Knowing that your otp is technically cannon but not cannon at the same time

I need more smut in my life

Top Ten Fics of 2016

I got tagged by @daveeddiggsit @adothoe and @fanfrickinhamiltasticimagines (that url tho) 

THIS WAS REALLY HARD TO DO I HAVE OVER SEVENTY FICS IT’S LIKE CHOOSING CHILDREN 

1. Helpless Series (Philip Hamilton x Reader) (specifically parts Two and Five)

2. Warmth (Angelica Schuyler x Reader) 

3. Kid (Rafael Casal x Reader) 

4. Calor (Maria Reynolds POV)

5. Tango (John Laurens x Reader) (smut)

6. I Wish I Was Mad Series (Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader)

7. Douchebag (Anthony Ramos x Reader)

8. Jilted (John Laurens x Reader)

9. Blessings Series (Thomas Jefferson x Reader) 

10. Sober (Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader) (This is the first Lin Sin and anyone who says otherwise is wrong bc I made up the term Lin Sin myself thank and I PERSONALLY THINK THAT THIS TERRIBLE WRITING BUT SINCE IT’S BASICALLY THE ONLY REASON I HAVE ANY FOLLOWERS AT ALL I’M GONNA PUT IT ON THE LIST)

Witch song from Fantastic Beasts

My momma, your momma, gonna catch a witch My momma, your momma, flying on a switch My momma, your momma, witches never cry My momma, your momma, witches gonna die! Witch number one, drown in a river! Witch number two, gotta noose to give her! Witch number three, gonna watch her burn Witch number four, flogging take a turn.