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"He's scared to remember. These memories may be the only thing left. If all the people in them are dead, he’s tasked with the burden of remembering for all of them. Once he’s gone, they will be too.
After the world ended, you and Soobin only had each other.
After everything, there isn't anything he wouldn't do for you. He'll die for you. He'll kill for you. He'll burn this world to the ground if you asked.
Even though you're with Beomgyu now, he knows you loved him first. Love him best.
And to prove that you love him above all others, you need to do as he says.
"...It was you and me out there. And we promised that we’d live for each other. You love me, so do as I say. I hold dominion over you."
“Do you?”
His hand slides to your hair, and he fists it roughly, pulling your face up to his. “Do I need to slaughter them all in front of you?” He mutters. “Am I going to have to slit your precious love’s throat in his sleep? I don’t want to have to do that.”
You narrow your eyes. “Would you?”
“Would I what? Kill them all in front of you? Why are you even asking?”
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Sample:
Yeonjun/Reader
Daddy/Little Girl
Yeonjun sits on the bed reading. There’s fuck all to do, and so he rereads his favorite out of the pile of tacky romance novels. They really need to take people in, or…seriously, there needs to be more women around here.
Sighing, he’s about to get up when you peek in.
“Hey,” you smile.
“Hey you,” he smiles back. “What are you doing?”
Shrugging, you look behind you. “Can I come in?”
He frowns. “Of course. What’s up?” You’re wearing these denim cutoff shorts he’s so fond of, hair up. The cutest fucking thing.
Closing the door behind you, you shrug again, and flop on the bed on your stomach, head propped up on your elbows, feet kicking. “Bored.”
“No shit,” he scoffs, and tries not to look at your legs, your ass. It doesn’t help that he was just getting to the best part of the book. “You wanna play cards, or something?”
Tilting your head, you look at him. “You want to play?”
He’s a little confused at your tone. “Sure-” He cuts himself off when you scoot up, and sit next to him against the headboard. You smell good. He clears his throat and turns to face you, and your lip is between your teeth.
“We can play,” you say softly. “Or you can play with me.”
His eyes go wide. “Wha…what are you…”
Frozen, he watches you scoot closer. “Will you play with me, daddy?” You whisper in his ear.
He releases a harsh breath, and his dick twitches. Swallowing, he just stares at you-he shouldn’t-you should not be in here like this-
“Please?” You pout and bat your eyelashes and he looks at the closed door, then back at you. He…shouldn’t even be thinking about this with you. “Please?” You kiss him gently down his neck and he closes his eyes. “Daddy, I need you.”
“I…”
You’re right here and willing and so fucking cute and how the fuck is he supposed to resist?
Fuck it. It’s the end of the world, right?
Eyes still closed, he slides a hand up your bare leg. “Fuck,” he breathes out, “I want to play with you.” Nudging you up, he kisses you. “Come sit on my lap, baby.”
Unbuttoning your shorts, he smiles as you wiggle out of them. He takes the second to clumsily yank his own pants down before you climb on, and even over his underwear, and yours, he can feel your heat.
Sitting up, he watches you straddle him, and he grabs your waist and looks you up and down. “You are so pretty.”
You smile. “Thank you, daddy.”
He stares down at your panties and rubs his thumb over you lightly, hardly even touching, and you gasp.
“Oh, sweetheart. You want me to play with you?” He presses a little firmer, but still light.
“Yes.”
“Part of the game is daddy gets to touch you. Do you like it when I touch you here? Does that make you feel good?”
“It feels good. I want more.”
“My baby wants more?” He has to stop himself from grinding his dick against you, he’s so hard. The hand on your waist squeezes. “You like it?”
“I like it.” Your own hands tighten on his shoulders.
“You can have more if you’re a good girl.”
“I’m your good girl.”
“Good girls show daddy what’s under their shirts.” He presses harder, enough that it spreads you apart, and he touches you right there. Your lips part and you tremble a little. “Show me, baby. Let daddy see.”
Slipping your shirt off, he looks at your breasts cupped perfectly in your pink bra, and the sight of it makes him buck his hips into you.
“Shit, baby. You’re so pretty. I’m going to make you feel so good.” Slipping his thumb under your panties, he rubs your wet clit, and your knees spread wider, and he cannot wait to get that pussy. It’s so slick as he swirls his thumb, and he forgot how good it is. How much he’s missed this. “You’re going to make daddy feel good.”
“I want to make you feel good, too.” You say in a pouty voice, and his eyes roll into the back of his head. “I want to be your favorite, daddy.”
“Oh,” he chuckles, “you’re my favorite girl. But I need to do something. Don’t be shy, okay?” You nod, wide eyed. With his free hand he slowly moves his hand up your back, and unclasps your bra, straps falling down your shoulders. A hand flies to your chest, holding it there.
“Tsk,” he gives you a look and sits up, hand sliding out of your panties. He pulls you to him, arms around you as he kisses your neck and shoulders. “I’ll be gentle.” Inhaling, he runs his hands over you. Leaning back, he kisses your lips. “Let go.” It takes a second, but you do, and he moans at the feel of your breasts.
Looking down, he blinks. “Oh, baby. They’re so perfect. Just how daddy likes them.” Taking his damp thumb, he glides it over a nipple and your breath hitches. “Am I the first to see them?” He raises an eyebrow and looks at you.
Bashful, you nod.
“No one else has seen these?”
You shake your head.
“Did you save them for me?”
You nod.
“Did you save this for me?” He rubs your panties.
“Yes.”
“Good girl. Daddy will be your first.”
He cannot believe his luck. It’s so unfair that Beomgyu gets to fuck you any time he wants. It’s just not fair.
Laying you down, he pulls your panties down, and braces himself over you. He kisses you as your hands are in his hair. God, he misses this. Misses the soft skin and sweet taste of a beautiful woman.
Gently, he rubs the tip of himself against you, against the opening of you. Dares to slip the tip in and you squirm a little and flinch.
“Shh, shh, baby,” he tells you. “It’s okay.”
You whimper.
“A little more. You’ll like it, I promise.”
Making a little pouty noise, he resists just putting it all in. Instead, inch by inch, he makes his way in.
You whimper and whine and he closes his eyes.
“Fuck, baby. You’re so tight.”
“You’re so big.”
Biting his lip, he moves. “I’ll go slow. Does it hurt?”
You nod and he can’t help but go a little faster and you wince and you’re so fucking pretty.
“Sweetheart, you’re doing so good.” You’re so wet and the sight of those tits bouncing with each thrust makes his balls ache. “Your pussy is so tight and sweet-” He goes faster, ready to let go inside you.
“It feels good,” you mewl, back arching. “You make me feel so good down there.”
“Let go, baby. Let go. Let that little pussy go on daddy.” He feels your legs around him. “I want to feel it while I give you something special. Daddy-” He grunts, fucking you harder. “Daddy is going to let go inside his baby.”
Wrapped around him, he chokes back a cry.
It’s going to be so hard not to fuck you every time he’s alone with you now.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Sample:
Yeonjun/Reader
Daddy/Little Girl
Yeonjun sits on the bed reading. There’s fuck all to do, and so he rereads his favorite out of the pile of tacky romance novels. They really need to take people in, or…seriously, there needs to be more women around here.
Sighing, he’s about to get up when you peek in.
“Hey,” you smile.
“Hey you,” he smiles back. “What are you doing?”
Shrugging, you look behind you. “Can I come in?”
He frowns. “Of course. What’s up?” You’re wearing these denim cutoff shorts he’s so fond of, hair up. The cutest fucking thing.
Closing the door behind you, you shrug again, and flop on the bed on your stomach, head propped up on your elbows, feet kicking. “Bored.”
“No shit,” he scoffs, and tries not to look at your legs, your ass. It doesn’t help that he was just getting to the best part of the book. “You wanna play cards, or something?”
Tilting your head, you look at him. “You want to play?”
He’s a little confused at your tone. “Sure-” He cuts himself off when you scoot up, and sit next to him against the headboard. You smell good. He clears his throat and turns to face you, and your lip is between your teeth.
“We can play,” you say softly. “Or you can play with me.”
His eyes go wide. “Wha…what are you…”
Frozen, he watches you scoot closer. “Will you play with me, daddy?” You whisper in his ear.
He releases a harsh breath, and his dick twitches. Swallowing, he just stares at you-he shouldn’t-you should not be in here like this-
“Please?” You pout and bat your eyelashes and he looks at the closed door, then back at you. He…shouldn’t even be thinking about this with you. “Please?” You kiss him gently down his neck and he closes his eyes. “Daddy, I need you.”
“I…”
You’re right here and willing and so fucking cute and how the fuck is he supposed to resist?
Fuck it. It’s the end of the world, right?
Eyes still closed, he slides a hand up your bare leg. “Fuck,” he breathes out, “I want to play with you.” Nudging you up, he kisses you. “Come sit on my lap, baby.”
Unbuttoning your shorts, he smiles as you wiggle out of them. He takes the second to clumsily yank his own pants down before you climb on, and even over his underwear, and yours, he can feel your heat.
Sitting up, he watches you straddle him, and he grabs your waist and looks you up and down. “You are so pretty.”
You smile. “Thank you, daddy.”
He stares down at your panties and rubs his thumb over you lightly, hardly even touching, and you gasp.
“Oh, sweetheart. You want me to play with you?” He presses a little firmer, but still light.
“Yes.”
“Part of the game is daddy gets to touch you. Do you like it when I touch you here? Does that make you feel good?”
“It feels good. I want more.”
“My baby wants more?” He has to stop himself from grinding his dick against you, he’s so hard. The hand on your waist squeezes. “You like it?”
“I like it.” Your own hands tighten on his shoulders.
“You can have more if you’re a good girl.”
“I’m your good girl.”
“Good girls show daddy what’s under their shirts.” He presses harder, enough that it spreads you apart, and he touches you right there. Your lips part and you tremble a little. “Show me, baby. Let daddy see.”
Slipping your shirt off, he looks at your breasts cupped perfectly in your pink bra, and the sight of it makes him buck his hips into you.
“Shit, baby. You’re so pretty. I’m going to make you feel so good.” Slipping his thumb under your panties, he rubs your wet clit, and your knees spread wider, and he cannot wait to get that pussy. It’s so slick as he swirls his thumb, and he forgot how good it is. How much he’s missed this. “You’re going to make daddy feel good.”
“I want to make you feel good, too.” You say in a pouty voice, and his eyes roll into the back of his head. “I want to be your favorite, daddy.”
“Oh,” he chuckles, “you’re my favorite girl. But I need to do something. Don’t be shy, okay?” You nod, wide eyed. With his free hand he slowly moves his hand up your back, and unclasps your bra, straps falling down your shoulders. A hand flies to your chest, holding it there.
“Tsk,” he gives you a look and sits up, hand sliding out of your panties. He pulls you to him, arms around you as he kisses your neck and shoulders. “I’ll be gentle.” Inhaling, he runs his hands over you. Leaning back, he kisses your lips. “Let go.” It takes a second, but you do, and he moans at the feel of your breasts.
Looking down, he blinks. “Oh, baby. They’re so perfect. Just how daddy likes them.” Taking his damp thumb, he glides it over a nipple and your breath hitches. “Am I the first to see them?” He raises an eyebrow and looks at you.
Bashful, you nod.
“No one else has seen these?”
You shake your head.
“Did you save them for me?”
You nod.
“Did you save this for me?” He rubs your panties.
“Yes.”
“Good girl. Daddy will be your first.”
He cannot believe his luck. It’s so unfair that Beomgyu gets to fuck you any time he wants. It’s just not fair.
Laying you down, he pulls your panties down, and braces himself over you. He kisses you as your hands are in his hair. God, he misses this. Misses the soft skin and sweet taste of a beautiful woman.
Gently, he rubs the tip of himself against you, against the opening of you. Dares to slip the tip in and you squirm a little and flinch.
“Shh, shh, baby,” he tells you. “It’s okay.”
You whimper.
“A little more. You’ll like it, I promise.”
Making a little pouty noise, he resists just putting it all in. Instead, inch by inch, he makes his way in.
You whimper and whine and he closes his eyes.
“Fuck, baby. You’re so tight.”
“You’re so big.”
Biting his lip, he moves. “I’ll go slow. Does it hurt?”
You nod and he can’t help but go a little faster and you wince and you’re so fucking pretty.
“Sweetheart, you’re doing so good.” You’re so wet and the sight of those tits bouncing with each thrust makes his balls ache. “Your pussy is so tight and sweet-” He goes faster, ready to let go inside you.
“It feels good,” you mewl, back arching. “You make me feel so good down there.”
“Let go, baby. Let go. Let that little pussy go on daddy.” He feels your legs around him. “I want to feel it while I give you something special. Daddy-” He grunts, fucking you harder. “Daddy is going to let go inside his baby.”
Wrapped around him, he chokes back a cry.
It’s going to be so hard not to fuck you every time he’s alone with you now.
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I want to see more Tomorrow x Together and &Team crossover
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