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prompt: paul imprints on the clearwaters' friend, unfortunately she's not the biggest fan of the pack's alpha or his imprint
pairing: paul x reader
wc: 2.2k
You follow Seth through the house a little annoyed you have to be here after vowing to never step foot in it after what Sam and Emily did to Leah. On principle and loyalty to your friend who had her heart broken by her cousin and ex-fiance you never wanted to see either of them ever again, let alone be in their house. You wonder how Leah stands it, being here and still socializing with them when you know it still bothers her. You still can’t believe she was in their wedding, that viper asking her to be her maid of honor. You still remember being in Leah’s room while she found out they’d been sneaking around together after Sam suddenly broke things off with her. Your friend was never the same after that.
The voices you heard when stepping through their front door grow louder as you near the kitchen, a shirtless man stands in the doorway leaning against the doorframe. Seth bumps shoulders with him as he passes by, completely comfortable around these people. You wonder how he’s okay with all of this as well. Unfurrowing your brow, you follow him through the door hoping this doesn’t take long.
“This is Y/N, mine and Leah’s friend from Forks.” Seth gestures to you and you give a tight smile and small wave. There are a few more boys loitering around the room, mainly at the dining area where Leah is sitting looking like she’d rather be anywhere else.
“Hey guys. Leah, your bags in my car.” She nods her head and there’s an awkward silence, Sam looking over at Leah as her face pinches and her eyes unfocus like she’s thinking hard about something. You look at the guy she’s sitting next to, not knowing what else to do. He looks back at you, his eyes widening a little and you take it as a ‘well this is awkward’ expression and offer him a small grin in return. You look back over to Leah who looks surprised, turning in her chair to look at the man next to her. Everyone turns to look at him like he’s suddenly a spectacle to them.
“All right Paul!” The guy leaning on the doorframe exclaims excitedly. Seth turns to grin at you to your utter confusion.
“She’s not going to believe any of you.” Leah mutters and turns back to look at you, a look on her face you can't quite place.
“Believe what?” You say slowly, suspiciously. You have a feeling you’re about to be the butt of a practical joke.
“That we’re wolf shifters. Paul imprinted on you.” Sam says flatly, he knows you don’t like him and that you still resent him for what he did to Leah. He still remembers when you had slammed the door in his face when he came by the Clearwater house one time to speak with Harry and then made him wait out on the porch. In the rain.
You don’t say anything just turning to Leah for confirmation. She nods her head solemnly, confirming what Sam said. You aren’t sure you want to believe that the Quillute legends are true. Wolves? Vampires?
“All of you?” You ask dryly, suddenly aware you are in the middle of the room of supposed wolves. The rumors about Sam’s cult makes a lot more sense now.
“I’m not.” Emily says and you ignore her. It would explain why Seth and Leah are both in this god damned house if Sam and them are wolves. You still feel skeptical about all of this.
“And imprinting?” You ask looking back at the guy you’re guessing is Paul. This is not what you signed up for earlier when Seth said he’d take you to Leah. You thought you’d just be picking her up, you didn’t even want to come inside.
“It’s a bond. The wolf’s spirit is bound to you.” Sam begins to explain seeing the skepticism written on your face. A little help Paul, Sam growls in the mind link. Paul’s just staring at you, open mouth like a fish. It seems to snap him out of his jumbled thoughts.
“You can choose whatever kind of relationship the bond is, it doesn’t have to be romantic. It can be a close friendship. The wolf just wants to protect you and make sure you’re happy and taken care of.” Paul tries to explain earnestly. “I’ll go with whatever you choose.” He watches the wheels turning in your mind as you try and process this.
A calculating gleam in your expression as your eyes drift over to Emily, then Sam, then back to Emily before sliding over to land on Leah. “I see…” The tone of your voice is light and innocent as something ugly crosses your face, your nose wrinkling and brows furrowing as you come to a conclusion Paul suspects is about Sam and Emily’s imprint bond.
Emily turns to busy herself with something at the sink, uncomfortable and a little pink in the face. Sam frowns at you, not liking the direction this is going. No one else in the room says a word, everyone suddenly focused on something other than the tension rapidly mounting and trying not to think too hard in the mind link. Paul doesn’t know what to say, does he defend Sam and Emily since you don’t know what the imprint bond feels like and risk you rejecting him outright for it? He thinks he should probably remove you from the situation before it gets worse. You take a few steps towards him, looking down at him where he’s sitting at the table.
“You got a girlfriend?” Too late, he blinks up at you and shakes his head slowly. “Sweet, I’d hate to homewreck something you’ve already got going on.” You drop yourself down on his lap, turning towards where Leah is sitting leaving him stunned. “So anyways,” You continue like nothing’s happened. Seth’s eyes widen in horror as he continues to focus on picking at his fingernails. He regrets bringing you here, he should’ve known it was a bad idea. Sam’s nostrils flare as the mind link goes crazy with people trying and failing to keep their reactions to themselves. He sees Emily pause and stiffen for a second before continuing rinsing the vegetables she was holding. “Everyone’s just staying for the weekend but Tilly said if we wanted to stay longer her and Jackson don’t care and to just lock up when we leave.”
Paul doesn’t know what to do or where to put his hands. He looks at Jared for help but Jared just smirks at him from the doorway. He knows you were just taking a jab at Emily but does this also mean you’re open to the idea of the imprint bond?
In truth, you don’t know what to believe and deciding to just roll with it for now seems like a good idea. Seth and Leah wouldn’t lie to you like this but it’s still difficult to wrap your head around. You can feel the heat radiating off of Paul as he sits under you, stiff as a board. It would explain why both Leah and Seth were suddenly hot to the touch out of nowhere. It could be worse you guess, Paul’s cute and seems like a nice guy. You can’t wait to interrogate Leah on the drive out of here.
You twist around to look at Paul who stiffens even further under your gaze. “You got a phone?” He nods his head quickly, ignoring Jared’s snort as he accepts your phone to put his number in. He watches over your shoulder as you send him a text with your name and a smiley face before sliding your phone back into your jacket pocket.
“Ready to go Leah?” His throat tightens with a whine he won’t let escape as you rise off his lap. Leah side eyes him as she nods as she stands, ready to follow you out. “Bye Paul.” You sing flirtatiously over your shoulder as you begin moving towards the door. You ruffle Seth’s hair as you pass by him and the man leaning against the doorframe moves out of your way as you pass by him. Paul watches you go bewildered at the events of the last five minutes and upset that you’re leaving. He doesn’t like the idea of you immediately leaving but he knows he can’t expect you to drop everything suddenly. And you’ll be with Leah, so you’ll be safe and he can bug her through the mindlink. It’ll give him time to clean up his house and hound Seth for more information about you.
This was not what you had in mind for how your day would be going at all. Werewolves? Crazy. Someone claiming you’re bonded to them? Crazy. Leah’s got a lot of explaining to do and you have a feeling you’re coming back from this weekend to a completely different life than you had before.
You last about five seconds after the Uley house is gone from your rearview mirror before groaning, “Does this mean I have to be nice to them?” You look long suffering at Leah.
She barks out a laugh, not thinking this is what you’d lead with. “Sam’s the Alpha and everyone loves Sam and Emily. They don’t like me because I’m the bitter ex that can’t get over what happened and now they have to hear all my angry thoughts about it.”
“What the hell? Who wouldn’t be angry about that? Emily swore to you nothing was going on between her and Sam but come to find out weeks later they’d been secretly seeing each other. How can they not see the betrayal in that?” Your hold on the steering wheel tightens so hard the leather creaks under the white knuckle grip you have on it. You hate her so much for what she did to you friend.
“Sam couldn’t help it, he didn’t have a choice. I understand that now. It hurts that I couldn’t be that for him. It should’ve been me, not her. But yeah. Emily had a choice. And she chose to be with him romantically. She chose to give into their bond. She could’ve rejected him after what he did to her but she didn’t. She stayed. That’s what hurts me the most. She chose to hurt me further. She chose to live the life that Sam and I planned together. And now I can’t even get away from them.” Leah shakes her head, miserable that this is how her life turned out. In a year she lost everything but somehow asking for a little compassion or understanding from the people she’s in a pack with is too much to ask.
“God, what a fucking slimy bitch.” You mutter to yourself seething with anger. Leah doesn’t doubt that your rage could rival Paul’s quick temper. She almost feels bad for him, knowing how serious you carry your grudges.
“I’m glad I’ll at least have you there now.” She grins at you, “Paul’s already grilling Seth for information about you.” She laughs glad to be leaving for the weekend with you and not having to deal with that like Seth is.
“How do you know?” You ask a little curious. It’s still crazy to you that the legends are true and that your best friend is a wolf shifter. A lot of things make more sense but it’s still a wild concept that makes you feel a little crazy believing.
“We can hear each other’s thoughts.” Leah says glumly.
“Oh, you meant that literally.” You were a little stunned. That must suck, not being able to have a private thought or opinion without everyone else knowing about it. Leah hums in assertion and closes her eyes. She breathes in deeply and exhales slowly, pushing the pack’s thoughts back into the recesses of her mind.
“Well, imprint bond or not I expect to be woo’ed. He doesn’t get an easy pass just because it’s fate or whatever.” You think for a second and add, “and he has to be nice to you.” Leah laughs again knowing you’ll have Paul wrapped around your finger in no time. She’s happy for you, glad that you’ll have someone love you unconditionally and wholly. Maybe you’ll move to the Rez and she’ll get to see you all the time and life won’t be so glum anymore.
“Oh! I almost forgot! Jackson’s brother’s coming and he’s siinngglllee. And your tyyppee.” You grin at Leah who rolls her eyes. “Oh, don’t be like that. It’ll be a fun weekend even if you don’t get your back blown out.” Leah groans, covering her face with her hands as you laugh at her. She knows you’re right, it will be a fun weekend away from the pack and her responsibilities.
You feel your phone buzz in your pocket wondering if it’s Paul already. Waiting until a stop light to check, a giddy feeling overtakes your body when you see it is. I’ll be ready to woo you when you get back from your trip. Have fun.
This shit was so flirty and cute and funny I think I'll get a shock like God damn it did you need to hit my feels that hard??! Tell him to stop wrecking! I'm trying to stay strong here girl😭💕
Yeah, I’m a busy woman. I wouldn’t let you come into my calendar any night. But if you want my kisses. I’ll be your perfect Mrs. ‘til the day that one of us dies
𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞(𝐬): romance, smut
𝐚𝐮(𝐬): non idol
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2.4K
𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: needy soonyoung, mc can be quite bitchy
𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: unprotected sex, creampie, so much kissing, oral (fem rec), mentions of rough sex, car sex, mentions of being sore from overstimulation, passionate sex, cockwarming, quickie (it’s not really quick) mentions of anal/anal play. Nicknames: Baby girl, baby, darling, honey, sweet cheeks, ice queen (hers) baby, baby boy, tiger boy, soonie (his)
𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: mature, 18+
𝐚𝐧: I can’t stop writing for hoshi right now. This inspired by the song of the same name by Sabrina carpenter. Thank you @naniwatig3r for beta reading and helping me with this story.
🎧: busy woman - sabrina carpenters | I’m in love with you - the 1975 | sunshine baby - the japanese house
You didn’t make it easy on Soonyoung from the moment you met. His attempts to bring you home after a night out at the club were put to a screeching halt. Your teasing words informing him you don’t do one night stands. Your sweet teasing words that told him “I’m a busy woman. I don’t have time for games. I need you to prove to me this isn’t just about sex to you.”
”Give me your number and I’ll prove to you that I just don’t want to have sex with you. Let me get to know you.”
That night you gave the boy with sparkling eyes and an energetic personality, your number.
Boy did Soonyoung work to prove to you that he was serious about you. You’ve never had a man make you feel so incredibly wanted. From the moment you met him, he worshiped the ground you walked on. In the beginning, you held your walls up high. Trying to portray the role of a strong woman, some people would call a bitch. But damn was he good at chipping away at your walls.
When he first started texting you, it took four days before you agreed to go on a date with him. One perfect date turned into two and then the next thing you knew you’ve been seeing him for a month.
The original plan was you were going to hold out on having sex with him until the one month mark. The problem was he was too charming and adorable for his own good. By the third date, you found yourself riding him in the backseat of his car. His hands touched anywhere they could reach as he moaned your name like a prayer.
At the three week mark you met his friends, and suddenly things started to feel more serious. That night when he intended to drop you off he like he always did. This time he just decided to let a little confession slip past his lips.
“Baby, I like you so much.”
“Baby?” You cock your head to the side. You’ve never been one for pet names. But the way he says it gives you butterflies.
“You’re my baby. Unless you hate that name – If so, I can call you something else. Honey, darling, sweet cheeks.” He’s now rambling on like an idiot. You might have broken him with little effort.
“I like baby.”
A huge smile forms on his lips causing his eyes to squint. “Baby.”
“Sweet cheeks?” There is no way you can’t bring up that absolutely terrible nickname.
Reaching up he pinches your cheek lightly. “You have the sweetest cheeks.”
Before Soonyoung you don’t think there is a single man on this planet that could get away with pinching your cheek and saying that. Narrowing your eyes at him. He pulls away quickly knowing he’s absolutely playing with fire.
“You’re lucky I like you too, Soonyoung.”
“You like me back? He says it like you haven’t been having a sleepover for the last week.
“Kwon Soonyoung, I like you a lot. Just remember if you ever make me feel unwanted or hurt me once. It’s absolutely over.” You knew deep down inside he would never do that. You just needed to make sure it was extremely clear to him.
Seven days later Soonyoung decides to be bold and say those three big words. Laying on his bed completely naked scrolling through your phone. Soonyoung is in the bathroom brushing his teeth. You’re not sure if your legs even work anymore. He managed to make you come five times in the span of an hour. Your legs feel like jelly, and to be quite frank your pussy is literally sore.
He walks back into the room and stands by the bed next to you. Glancing up at his glorious naked body, the twisted part of you wonders if your body could take another orgasm.
“Fuck you look good,” you practically moan.
“Baby I thought you said I broke your pussy, that you need a break?” He pushes your hair away from your face.
“Could you go nice and slow?” Sex with Soonyoung was normally quite passionate. Sometimes it was rough and lust filled, other times you’re pretty sure it’s what people referred to as “making love”.
“Aren’t you sore?” He crawls onto the bed.
“Maybe a little.” You’re suddenly acting shy and you aren’t quite sure why.
“Spread your legs for me baby.”
He crawls on top of you while resting on his knees. With the amount of cum left in you, he slides into you with ease. You expect him to start moving at a slow pace. But he doesn’t move at all. He just stays completely still hovering over you, while filling you to the brim.
“Are you going to move?” You reach up resting your hand on his cheek.
“Do you just want me to cockwarm you?”
“Isn’t this an inconvenient position to be doing that?”
“I mean we can switch positions.”
“So you’re not going to fuck me again?”
He doesn’t respond, he just leans down and presses a kiss to the tip of your nose. You want to act like a bitch and tease him, but you can’t. The way he’s looking at you, makes you feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside.
“Soonyoung.”
“Baby?”
“Can you move?” You tangle your fingers in his hair holding him close to you.
“No.”
“Why not?”
“You’re sore and you need to rest.” He presses another kiss to the tip of your nose.
“Fine. Can we at least switch positions if you’re just going to keep your dick in me?”
A smile tugs at his lips before he kisses you. His kiss feels different. It’s filled with passion and it feels almost as if it’s filled with love.
“I want to say something to you. I just need you to promise me you won’t turn into an ice queen on me.” You can’t help but roll your eyes at your college nickname you made the mistake of telling him about.
“I can’t make any promises.”
“I need you to make a promise about this. Please.”
“Fine. I promise I won’t be an ice queen to you.”
“I love you.” Who knew those three words would feel like a ton of bricks hitting your chest. Holy shit he did fall hard for you. Your eyes are probably the size of saucers. You’re just in shock. “Judging by the look on your face you definitely don’t feel the same way. But that’s like cool. Just pretend I never said anything.” He’s stumbling over his words, definitely freaking out and you don’t blame him.
He starts to pull away from you sitting back on his knees. “Wait a damn minute Soonyoung.”
He pulls out of you leaving you once again feeling empty. You reach out for his hand. “Give me a minute to process what you said. I love you too.”
It’s his turn for his eyes to be the size of saucers. “Oh fuck we’re in love.”
You can’t help but roll your eyes at his statement. “Baby boy we’re definitely in love.”
One of your first major milestones after your fated “I love you” was your one year anniversary. You’ve dated around quite a bit since college, but you never tried having a serious long term relationship.
“Are you free Saturday?” Soonyoung asked, walking into your apartment.
“I'm a busy woman. I have dinner plans that night.” These plans would be extremely easy to get out of. Or it would be easy to just bring Soonyoung along with you.
“It’s our anniversary. I was hoping we could have dinner.” He shoves his hands in his pocket as he looks down, almost defeated.
“I’ll cancel the dinner. I may be busy, but I can be flexible. Just for you.” You give him a flirty smile at the word flexible.
“How flexible are we talking?” He instantly cheers up.
“I don’t know. Maybe we could test out a new position.” Leaning back on the couch you can’t help but let out a laugh.
“Fuck.”
“Wasn’t that how the anniversary night is supposed to end?”
“Please tell me how I managed to make you fall in love with me?” He drops to his knees and practically crawls to you. He doesn’t realize it’s the other way around, You aren’t quite sure you managed to make him fall in love with you.
“I’m not quite sure. Something about you, tiger boy, is just so irresistible.”
He gets up off the floor and sits on the couch next to you. “I got you something.”
“I didn’t get you anything. My present to you was I was finally going to let you play with my ass.” This man is obsessed with your ass and you’ve built up enough trust with him in the bedroom that you decided he can start testing the waters with you, when it came to trying anal.
“Wait, are you serious?” He sounds like you just told him he’s getting his dream Christmas present.
“Yes. Now what is my present?”
“One minute.” He hops off the couch and jogs over to the front door where he dropped his work bag. He pulls out a long box and walks back over to you.
“If it was up to me I would be getting down on one knee and proposing to you, but I know you might slap me if I did that today. So I got you a necklace.”
He hands you the box. Opening it up you instantly smile at the beautiful gold necklace he got you. There is a delicate heart with two stones. One being your birthday stone, and the other being his. By no means are you ready to get married, but you hope one day he will actually propose to you.
“Soonie.” You rarely cry, but his thoughtful gift has you feeling extra emotional.
“You like it?” You don’t say anything, you just grab his hand, pulling him down to you. Crashing your lips into his. You kiss him like you need him to breathe.
“Just so you know, I’m not opposed to marrying you.”
He pulls away smiling. “That’s good to know. I’ll start ring shopping now.”
Two years into your relationship Soonyoung now lives with you, and he casually gave you an engagement ring three months ago. He didn’t make his proposal flashy. He just got down on one knee while you were cooking dinner together. It was absolutely perfect.
Things with Soonyoung just feel right. You can’t get enough of him, and he surely can’t get enough of you.
Rough lips moved down your neck as you gripped his shoulder holding on to him for dear life. You only have an hour together before he needs to go to work. It's clear he wants to take advantage of every moment you have together.
His teeth graze your skin as he gently nips at your skin, earning a gasp from you. He lays between your legs as he continues to kiss your skin. He’s never been one for a quickie. That’s probably due to the fact this man is obsessed with foreplay. This man never misses an opportunity to have his head between your thighs eating out until you're overstimulated and crying.
You’re a whiny mess desperately wishing he would move. Your hands roam lower resting on his butt pulling his hips forward slightly.
“Someone is needy,” he murmurs against his skin.
“I just want you,” you moan and he suddenly thrusts his hips.
“Can you ask nicely?” He pulls away from you looking at you with lust filled eyes.
“Please Soonyoung. I need you to fuck me,” you normally hate begging, but he has desperately needing him to move.
“Does my future wife want me to fuck her?”
You can’t help but roll your eyes. Ever since he proposed this man never misses an opportunity to call you his future wife. “Does my future husband want to?”
“God I love it when you talk dirty to me.” He practically groans.
“That wasn’t dirty talk.”
“You called me your husband while I’m literally inside you. That is literally the dirtiest thing you could say to me. I’m shocked I didn’t come immediately.” Sometimes you question why you put up with how dramatic he is.
“Future husband. Not present husband.”
“We can go down to the courthouse and change that right now.”
“It’s a shame you have to go to work.”
“I can call out.”
“Maybe if you fuck me so good I forget my last name I’ll take yours today.”
He lets out a groan closing his eyes. His ultimate dream is to marry you immediately. The day he proposed it you would have asked him to get married right then and there he would have in a heartbeat.
“Okay my love,” he leans forward pressing his lips to yours as he slowly starts rolling his hip into you.
With each thrust, your hands grip his shoulder holding on to him as his lips continue to assault yours. Your leg hooks over his back resting right above his butt.
He’s leaving for work in less than an hour and this is the one way he knows to show you exactly how much he’ll miss you and how much he truly loves you.
He continues his ministration, with each movement he’s hitting just the right spot with each thrust. You're lost in the moment and time doesn’t seem to matter. You aren’t sure if it’s been ten minutes or an hour.
You both finish moaning the other person's name. Laying in your bed next to each other, you aren’t ready for him to go to work.
He looks over at you and whispers, “Would you actually marry me today?”
He’ll never understand how much you love him, and how much you broke all your own rules for him.
“We’re both off from work tomorrow. Let’s go down to the courthouse and get married.”
The smile he gives you is a firm reminder that he’s hopelessly in love with you, and you can’t quite put into words how much you love him.
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i have to go with mark on the first one. hit one person who survives
for renjuns i would probably murder it in both cases so i go with worm in hand. rather squeeze it to death than eat it alive
for nenos rather with my grandma. always wanted to know how it is to be dead :3
i still need to know the second option for hyuckies :(
idk that fmf so let's watch it
for chenles idk... i would have said chop legs off and be deaf but that isn't an option and i rather have no balls^^ (or are we speaking about balls like basketballs, footballs and such?)
move to antarctica, sounds chill actually. can kinda live my ice age dreams 😎
ALSO WHAT YOU MEAN FLOP ERA EXCUSE YOU??? your post are great as always THERE'S IS NO FLOPPING WHEN YOU'RE DOING IT YOU'RE NOT CAPABLE OF FLOPPING