haiā¦ can you make a fic with mean girl giselle whos softer with the reader but mean with anyone elseā¦.? š fluff and smut is okay, pet play would be ok too if ur open to it!!! tysm ā”
TTā ātell me that youāll be my baby!ā
shinchan blind boxā giselle x fem!reader edition
whatās in the blind boxā power dynamics, territorial/jealous behavior, cussing, pet play, manipulation, marking/biting, unnie kink, semi-public sex (oral), uni au
notes from the staffā had fun writing for gigi, itās been a while ^^
the cafeteria noise fades into white static when minhee's perfectly manicured nails dig into your shoulder, spinning you around with enough force to make your books scatter across the linoleum floor.
"watch where you're going, eoriborihada," she sneers, her posse giggling behind her like trained hyenas. your cheeks burn as students pause their conversations to watch the show. minhee's about to say something else when a sharp voice cuts through the tension.
"minhee. back the fuck off."
giselle approaches with that signature walk. hips swaying, expression bored, but her dark eyes are absolutely lethal. she looks devastating in her uniform, skirt rolled up just enough to break dress code, her tie loose around her neck.
"but, i was justā"
"i don't remember asking you to speak." giselle's voice drops to something dangerously quiet. "and i definitely don't remember giving you permission to bother her."
the cafeteria goes silent. minhee's face flushes crimson as she steps back, stammering apologies that giselle doesn't acknowledge. instead, she crouches down, gathering your books with careful precision before grabbing your wrist and pulling you through the crowd.
you barely register the journey until she's shoving you into an empty classroom, locking the door behind her. the click echoes in the silence.
"unnie, iā"
"shh." she presses a finger to your lips, tilting her head as she studies you. "did she hurt you, puppy?"
your heart hammers against your ribs as you shake your head. giselle's touch gentles, her thumb brushing across your cheekbone with unexpected tenderness.
"good. because you know the rules, don't you baby?" her voice dips into that husky register that makes your knees weak. "you're my puppy. mine to tease, mine to play with, mine to ruin." she backs you against the teacher's desk, her body pressing flush against yours. "say it."
"i'm... i'm yours, unnie."
"mmm, that's my good girl." her lips ghost along your jaw, leaving fire in their wake. "but i don't think you really understand what that means yet. maybe i need to remind you who you belong to."
giselle's hand slides beneath your skirt, fingers tracing patterns on your inner thigh that make you gasp. she smirks against your neck, teeth grazing the sensitive skin there.
"so reactive for me already," she murmurs, popping open the button of your blouse with practiced ease. "i barely have to touch you and you're trembling like a little puppy waiting for attention."
"unnie, please..."
"please what?" she pulls back to look at you, eyes dark with desire. "use your words, baby. beg properly."
"please touch me," you whimper, and the satisfaction that crosses her face is absolutely wicked.
she hikes you onto the desk, pushing your skirt up around your waist. her fingers hook into your underwear, dragging them down your legs before tucking them into her blazer pocket.Ā
"these are mine now too," she says matter-of-factly, dropping to her knees between your thighs. the sight of her looking up at you from that position, all sharp eyeliner and dangerous beauty. it nearly makes you come undone right there.
giselle spreads you open with her thumbs, admiring you like you're art. "such a pretty pussy," she breathes, and then her mouth is on you and a coherent thought becomes impossible.
she devours you like she's starving, tongue working in languid strokes that have you gripping the edge of the desk hard enough to hurt. when she seals her lips around your clit and sucks, your hand flies to her hair, tangling in the silky strands.
"ah, unnie!" the honorific tumbles from your lips in a desperate keen, and you feel her moan against your core, the vibration pushing you closer to the edge.
she slides two fingers inside you, curling them expertly as her tongue continues its relentless assault. the wet sounds are obscene in the quiet classroom, mixing with your breathy whimpers and her satisfied hums.
"look at you," giselle pulls back just enough to speak, her lips glistening. "falling apart so beautifully for me. is this what you needed? to be reminded that this sweet cunt belongs to me?"
"yes.. yes, aeri unnie, i'm yoursā"
"damn right you are." she redoubles her efforts, fingers pumping faster as her mouth works you with devastating precision. the tension coils impossibly tight in your lower belly, and when she adds a third finger and crooks them just right, you shatter.
your hips buck off the desk as you reach your orgasm, giselle's name falling from your lips like a prayer. she works you through it, gentling her touches as you come down, pressing soft kisses to your inner thighs.
when she stands, she brings her fingers to your mouth. "clean them," she commands, and you obey without hesitation, tasting yourself on her skin while maintaining eye contact. "such a good puppy."
she kisses you then, slow and thorough, claiming your mouth with the same intensity she'd shown between your legs. when she finally pulls away, she cups your face with both hands, expression softening into something almost vulnerable.
"you understand now, don't you?" her thumb traces your swollen bottom lip. "no one gets to touch you, hurt you, or even look at you wrong. because you're mine to protect, mine to care for." she kisses your forehead, so gentle it makes your chest ache. "mine to love."
"i promise. i'm only yours."
"that's my sweet girl." giselle helps you down from the desk, fixing your clothes with careful attention. she straightens your tie, smooths down your skirt, buttons your blouse with tender gestures that contrast sharply with the person everyone else sees.
before unlocking the door, she pulls you close one more time, nuzzling into your neck. "and puppy? next time someone bothers you, you come straight to me. okay?"
"okay, unnie."
she presses one last kiss to your temple, then her mask slides back into place.
cold, untouchable, mean girl extraordinaire.Ā
but when she takes your hand to lead you back into the hallway, her grip is gentle, thumb rubbing soothing circles on your skin.
shinchan blind boxā winter x fem!reader edition !
before unboxingā smut, hung!winter, kinda first time sex, g!p!winter, oral (sucking off), girl p in v, etc . . .
notes from the staffā i really hope you guys like this, finally putting hung!minjeongie out
three months.
it's been three months of stolen glances across practice rooms, of fingers intertwining under restaurant tables, of goodnight texts that stretch into dawn. three months of minjeong being the perfect girlfriendā attentive, sweet, respectful to a fault. and you love her for it, you do. but there's this tension that's been building, a current of electricity that runs through every touch, every kiss that ends just before it deepens into something more.
tonight feels different though.
dinner was perfect. she'd taken you to this small italian place tucked away in gangnam, somewhere private where she didn't have to worry about cameras or fans.
now you're back at her apartment, the one she rarely uses but keeps for nights like these when she needs space from the dorms. the city lights filter through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting everything in a soft, amber glow.
"did you have fun?" minjeong asks, her voice soft as she steps closer. there's something tentative in the way she moves, like she's holding herself back.
"i always have fun with you," you reply, reaching up to take off her cap. her blonde hair falls messily around her face. god, she's beautiful. "minjeong... can i ask something?"
"hm?"
"why haven't we..." you trail off, feeling heat creep up your neck. it's not exactly an easy conversation to have.
but she knows what you mean. of course she does. her cheeks flush pink, and she looks away, teeth catching her bottom lip. "i... i didn't want to rush you. and iā" she hesitates, and you've never seen her look quite so vulnerable. "there's something i should probably tell you."
your heart hammers in your chest. "what is it?"
instead of answering, she takes your hand, guiding it down between your bodies until your palm presses against the front of her jeans. your breath catches. even through the denim, you can feel herā thick and half-hard already, the outline unmistakable.
"oh," you breathe out.
"i was scared you'd be... i don't know, surprised? freaked out?" minjeong's voice wavers, and there's genuine worry in her dark eyes. "i'm... i'm kind of..."
"ā¦big?" you finish for her, and the word comes out more breathless than you intended. because she is. even not fully hard, you can tell she's significantly bigger than you'd expected, and fuck if that doesn't send a bolt of heat straight through you.
she nods, still looking nervous. "is that... is that okay?"
instead of answering with words, you kiss her. hard. your hands slide up into her hair, tugging slightly, and she gasps against your mouth. you use the opportunity to deepen the kiss, tongue sliding against hers, swallowing the small whimper she makes.
"bedroom," you murmur against her lips. "now."
the walk to her bedroom is a blur of heated kisses and fumbling hands. she backs you up against the wall halfway there, her body pressed flush against yours, and you can feel how hard she's getting. it's impossible to miss the way her cock strains against her jeans, pressing insistently against your hip.
"mm, aegi," she whines, and the sound goes straight to your core. "i've wanted this for so long."
"me too," you gasp as her lips find your neck, sucking a mark just below your ear. "ah.. minjeongā¦ā
you finally make it to the bedroom, and suddenly there's nervous energy crackling between you again. but you don't want her to overthink this, so you take control, gently pushing her to sit on the edge of the bed.
"let me," you say softly, dropping to your knees between her spread thighs.
"you don't have toā ohā¦" her protest dies as your hands work open her jeans. you help her lift her hips, dragging the denim down her legs along with her boxers, andā
holy shit.
minjeong's cock springs free, flushed and heavy, and she's huge. easily eight inches, thick enough that you're not sure your fingers would touch if you wrapped your hand around her. the head is dark pink, already leaking, and you watch mesmerized as it twitches under your gaze.
"ā¦told you," she mumbles, sounding embarrassed, one hand moving to cover herself.
you catch her wrist. "you're perfect," you tell her, and mean it. "baby, you're so hot."
before she can respond, you lean forward and lick a stripe up the underside of her shaft. she makes this punched-out whimpering sound that's absolutely fucking delicious, her hips jerking involuntarily.
"s-sensitive," she gasps. "it's been so long, iāah!"
you wrap your lips around the head, sucking gently, and her hand flies to your hair. not pushing, just holding on like she needs something to anchor herself to. you work more of her into your mouth, jaw stretching to accommodate her size, but there's no way you can take all of her. instead, you wrap your hand around the base, stroking what doesn't fit.
"oh god, oh fuck, jagiya, your mouthā" minjeong's babbling now, her voice high and whiny in a way that makes you clench around nothing. "feels so good, you feel so fucking good."
you pull off with a wet pop, still stroking her slowly. her cock is slick with your spit, throbbing in your grip. "i need you inside me," you tell her.
she actually whimpers at that, her cock twitching hard. "are you sure? i don'tā i don't wanna hurt you."
"you won't," you promise, standing up and starting to strip off your clothes. her eyes track every movement, dark and hungry, her hand moving unconsciously to stroke herself. "i want it. want you. all of you."
once you're naked, you grab a condom from her nightstand, because of course responsible minjeong has them ready, and roll it down her length. she hisses at the contact, her abs tensing under her shirt. which reminds youā¦
"shirt off," you command softly, and she obeys immediately, pulling the polo over her head and tossing it aside.
she's gorgeous. pale skin, subtle muscle definition, small breasts with pink nipples already hard. you run your hands over her stomach as you straddle her lap, feeling the way her muscles jump under your touch.
her cock is pressed between you now, hot and hard against your stomach, and you can feel yourself dripping onto her thighs. you're so wet already, have been since you first felt her in her jeans.
"ready?" you ask, rising up on your knees and positioning her at your entrance.
"yes, ah," she breathes, hands gripping your hips. "please, baby, i needā mm, i need you so bad."
you start to sink down slowly, and even though you're soaking wet, the stretch is intense. she's so fucking thick, splitting you open inch by inch, and you have to pause halfway, breathing through the overwhelming fullness.
"oh my god," minjeong whines, her eyes squeezed shut, fingers digging into your skin hard enough to bruise. "you're so tight, mmhmp, you feel incredible, i can'tā"
"look at me," you command, and her eyes flutter open. they're completely blown out, more black than brown. "watch."
you place one of her hands on your lower stomach and continue sinking down, taking more of her, and when you press her palm flat, both of you can feel itā the distinct bulge of her cock pushing up against your belly from the inside.
"fuck!" minjeong's whole body shudders, her hips jerking up involuntarily, pushing the last few inches into you. "ohfuckohfuck, i can feelā you're soā"
you cry out at the sudden fullness, at the feeling of being completely stuffed with her. she's so deep you swear you can feel her in your throat. you sit there for a moment, both of you panting, adjusting to the sensation.
"you okay?" she manages to ask through gritted teeth, though she looks like she's barely holding onto her control.
"so okay," you assure her, starting to rock your hips slowly. "so so okay. you feel amazing, minjeong."
she whimpers again, that high needy sound that you're quickly becoming addicted to. "can youā oh godā can you move? please?"
you start to ride her properly, rising up until just the tip remains inside before sinking back down. slowly at first, then gradually picking up pace. every time you drop down, you both can see and feel the bulge in your stomach, her cock so big it's visible from the outside.
"look at you," you breathe, covering her hand on your belly with your own. "look how deep you are. you're in so deep, baby."
"don'tā nghā don't say stuff like that," she whines, her free hand moving to your hip to help guide your movements. "gonna make me cum too fast."
but you can't help it. she's hitting spots inside you that you didn't even know existed, pleasure radiating through your entire body with each thrust. "you fill me up so good," you tell her, speeding up your movements. "your cock is so big, minjeong. so perfect."
she's falling apart beneath you, her cool idol composure completely shattered. she's whining with every breath, her hips jerking up to meet yours, chasing her pleasure desperately. "please, please, i'm so close already, you feel too good, i can'tā"
"touch me," you gasp, and her thumb immediately finds your clit, rubbing quick circles that make you clench around her. "fuck, yes, just like that."
the combination of her cock stretching you open, the visible bulge in your stomach, and her fingers on your clit is rapidly pushing you toward the edge. you can feel your thighs starting to shake, your rhythm getting erratic.
"gonna cum," you warn her. "fuck, minjeong, you're gonna make me cum."
"please," she whines, and she sounds absolutely desperate. "please cum on my cock, wanna feel it, wanna feel youāah!"
your orgasm hits you like a wave, pleasure crashing through your body as you clench rhythmically around her. you can feel yourself gushing, making a mess of her thighs, and the way she whimpers tells you she can feel every flutter of your walls around her cock.
"i'mā i can'tā jagiya, i'm cumming," she gasps out, her hips stuttering up into you one last time before she's spilling into the condom with a long, drawn-out whine. you can feel her cock pulsing inside you, can feel the bulge in your stomach as she fills the condom with what must be a massive load based on how long she keeps cumming.
finally, she collapses back against the bed, pulling you down with her. you're both breathing hard, sweaty and satisfied, her cock still buried inside you.
"so," you say after you've caught your breath. "that's what we've been waiting three months for?"
she laughs, the sound slightly breathless, and you feel it where you're still connected. "was it worth the wait?"
you clench around her deliberately, making her gasp and whimper. "definitely. though i think we have a lot of time to make up for."
her cock twitches inside you, apparently already interested in round two despite just finishing. she smiles up at you, blonde hair messy and lips kiss-swollen.
whatās in the productā overstimulation, possessive behavior, slight jealousy/ownership themes, fingering, oral sex, sugar mommy!karina
notes from the staffā just a little drabble since karina has been my brainrot lately
karina's nails dig crescents into your trembling thighs, spreading them wider despite your whimpered protests. the valentines gift from your friendā an innocent braceletā sits mocking on the nightstand, the cause of all this delicious torture.
"three," she purrs against your oversensitive flesh, her tongue tracing deliberate circles that make your back arch off the silk sheets. "that's three times you've come for me, baby. still not enough."
your fingers twist desperately in her hair, torn between pushing her away and pulling her closer. everything is too muchā her mouth, her fingers, the way she's determined to remind you exactly who you belong to.
"j-jimin, pleaseā" you gasp, but she just hums against you, the vibration making your thighs clench around her head.
"please what?" she lifts her gaze, lips glistening, eyes dark with possessive hunger. "please stop? but we're just getting started, sweetheart." her thumb presses against your swollen clit, drawing a broken cry from your throat. "you let someone else spoil my baby before i could. that means i need to work harder, don't i?"
she slides two fingers inside you without warning, curling them expertly while her mouth returns to its mission. your body betrays you instantly, still wound tight despite the exhaustion settling into your bones.
"gonna buy you everything," karina murmurs between obscene kisses. "diamonds, designer, whatever you want. but firstā" she adds a third finger, stretching you, filling you completely. "you're gonna give me one more. can you do that for me, aegiya?"
you can't form words anymore, just desperate sounds as she drives you toward the edge again, relentless and hungry.
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