"strip," he ordered. you were too shy and nervous to take off your clothes in front of him with your own hands. he chuckled, looking at you. "so kitten wants daddy to do everything, hmm?" he started taking your clothes off, leading you to a night where only sinful screams of pleasure echoed. a story of two people from different world. one needed pleasure while the other needed money. what will happen if they both decide to fulfil each other's needs?

"I am your daddy with a big D , babygirl ." . . . . . . . . He said naughty things which made your heart flattered but you also knew that he wouldn't be yours 'cause this wasn't permanent. He was just doing this for fun. You also thought that it would be entertaining to play around with him but something unexpected happened which made the whole situation messy. A text from an unknown person changed your life. Your life was boring & you were a quiet person. He made you to enjoy your own life in a whole different way. Would there be any future for both of you? •Read the story to know more! Rated : #3 in btstaehyung [25.02.2022] [COMPLETED STORY]

So will be a collection of some smut and fluff! Hope you all enjoy! NSFW content ahead please don't read if it makes you uncomfortable!! All 18+ content, Minors DO NOT INTERACT!!!!

Top Gun and (mainly) Rooster One Shots and Mini Series! Explicit content so please be of a mature age! Smut is marked with a (*). Like and comment as much as your heart desires!

Kinktober Day 8: Cum In Pants You and Bob didn't expect movie night to end with him cumming early, but he desperately wants to make up for it.

desc; just some b x b bts oneshots, which include smut, fluff, (poorly written) angst, and (poorly written) horror (? i don't know if it counts but whatever)

My lips trembled, my fingers shook. The world's most dangerous man sat before me, eyeing me up and down as if he were deciding when to pounce. I stood there before him in the private room of the strip club, his gaze burning through me. "What's your name?" He uttered in a low whisper, a smirk played on his lips telling me he already knew more than he should. I was made for him, the angelic winged beauty from his dreams, and he had finally found me. He was never going to let me go, and he would have me at any costs. "Valentin's tattooed hands moved to unshackle my wrists and ankles from the metal chains that hung from the bed. Each release brought a rush of sensation, a return to freedom, accompanied by his lips brushing tenderly against the red marks left on my skin." ** MATURE CONTENT ** STEAMY, KINKY, TW, AGE GAP, SEX, BDSM, CONTROLLING, ABUSIVE RELATIONSHIP, RUSSIAN MAFIA, 365 DAYS SIMILAR PLOTLINE, LIGHT CNC REFERENCES, SLOWISHBURN #2 in Rough 8/15/2024 #2 in Toxic 10/21/2024 #2 in Rated R 11/04/2024 #5 in Mafia 11/10/2024

Zara Caddel moves every year due her father's busy schedule as CEO of Caddel Enterprises. She begins her first day at Providence Academy, reuniting with old childhood friends and quickly becoming the center of attention. Zara starts to understand the social system there and learns about the Golden Boys. The four boys that run the school: Kenji Hirayama, Enzo D'Angelo, Damien Williams, and Andrei Lykaios. Zara has known these boys her entire life, but how well does she know them? Old secrets are revealed, lovers quarrel, and lots of witty fights. Zara doesn't know what she's about to get herself into. Not even the Golden Boys understand what's about to happen. ♛ "Was it really necessary to beat him up?" Andrei scoffed. "Do you even know his name?" She didn't, but Zara ignored his question. "You're avoiding my question." "Get dressed, Caddel," he repeated. "Answer my question, Lykaois," she said. To her surprise, though she forced herself not to show it, Andrei leaned over on both hands and was now resting on the bed with his faces centimeters apart from hers. He too had been drinking, more than usual, she could smell it in his breath. Zara couldn't help but hold her own breath as she made her eyes meet his. She wouldn't shrink away. "What do you want me to say, Caddel?" he murmured. It was a low whisper, almost a growl. "Would you like me to say that it's because I care about you?" Now the boy allowed his eyes to travel elsewhere. Zara felt as if her body was being read like a book as Andrei studied her. "Like what you see, Lykaois?" Zara dared to ask. "The sheet's blocking my view." Zara hummed. "Too bad." Andrei met her eyes once again and leaned over, so close that his lips were near her ear as he spoke, "It's too bad that we made an agreement not to fuck. I would make you scream, Caddel." She felt the heat rush to her face and her body react to his words. Fuck. "Get the fuck out, Lykaois, and I'll get dressed." Andrei was grinning as he turned away.

When a mid western girl moves to Seattle, Washington looking for a fresh start, she has no idea she's placed herself at the forefront of a new movement called grunge. The year is 1989.

Veronica is a sex worker. One night, she is sent to the home of The Ruthless Mafia boss, Don Patrizio. After doing her job of pleasuring him, he reveals his hidden agenda... Is Veronica in trouble? Or will she have to remember all she was taught in acting class? ***Sneak Peak: I could suddenly feel him burning holes into my skull with his glare. He cleared his throat to get my attention... "When you say 'clients', you mean?" "Men I have fucked for money" I stated matter-of-factly. Of course, I was being playful. He hit the table, breaking it into two, each halves fell to the floor in opposite directions. "Don't. Ever. Say. That. Again." "I'm sorry. But you know what I do" He towered over me and cupped my face in his hands. "I don't care. I just don't want you talking about your affairs with other men. Am I clear?" I watched his expression soften, and I realized that all he needed was reassurance. "Okay. I'm sorry, Bambi" He walked over the mess on the floor and returned to his seat. He dialed a number on his phone and ordered another table and dinner. "Sorry about this" He apologized as he tucked his phone into his jacket pocket. I got up and walked over to him and placed a gentle kiss on his forehead. "It's okay". He grabbed my waist and made me sit on his lap with my legs on either side of his body and our faces a few inches from each other. I could feel his need between my legs. Like the naughty girl that I am, I massaged between his thighs to worsen his state. He smashed his lips against mine and kissed me hungrily. While I was trying to keep up with his kiss, he brought his fingers to my clit; my body twitched in response and I let out a small cry... WARNING: Strong Language, Sex... not suitable for ages below 18. Updates: Weekly #1 in pretense #1 in prostitute 9/5/23 #1 in sexworker 11/23