Agora, nesse exato momento, eu talvez tenha recebido a pior notícia desse ano, e não sei se vou conseguir me recuperar tão cedo dela ainda.
Tô escrevendo isso com a cara molhada e a cabeça um pouco atordoada, mas não queria engavetar esse momento e deixar pra outro dia, porque eu sei que nunca iria chegar
A Bel, uma das pessoas mais incríveis que eu já tive a honra de conhecer, faleceu essa semana. Eu não consigo colocar em palavras o quão doloroso e triste é ter que escrever isso e associar essa notícia à mesma pessoa com quem eu conversei faz tão pouco tempo, e o sentimento de impotência sempre vai existir. E isso é o que mais me dói
Sou grato e honrado por ter sido uma das pessoas que já trabalhou com você e que entendeu, de perto, sua forma de criar arte e compor imagens tão ricas e cheias de amor. Sou feliz por ter aprendido tanto com alguém tão talentosa e especial. E eu vou carregar pra sempre essas memórias, cada conversa trocada, cada colaboração feita, cada trabalho admirado
Você é uma das maiores inspirações que eu já tive aqui, e obrigado por ter sido quem foi, e pelo que ainda — e sempre — continuará sendo em cada lembrança.
(💭) synopsis: the cramps knock you down like a punch, you tell him not to worry, but he can't no to. contains: juhoon affectionate, worry, taking care of you.
an: lol I'm writing a lot about beds, I think it's the cold weather. ty for reading !
Juhoon's worried face couldn't be easily dissuaded; after all, you were hunching over quite a bit, and that made him feel powerless. why does it have to hurt so much? couldn't you just bleed? he hated biology like that, making his sweetheart suffer.
you said it would pass, but one hour have already gone by. he was beginning to suspect the effectiveness of the medicine, but during that time, he just kept an eye on you, pressing his hand against the bottom of your belly, in an attempt to relieve the pain.
you let out a few sighs, quietly. it's not like it magically stops hurting either, that's why he maintained a persistent pace.
he brushed a strand of hair from your face. “how are you feeling now?”
“mhm”, you murmured. that was all you could murmur about. “huni, you can go... I'll call you when I'm feeling better”
“no, I'll stay here, until you feel better. I already said that”
he said, embracing you from behind, sealing his arm against yours like a mantra. caressing, without worrying about the time.
18+ mdni !! wc. 655 warnings. sub!taesan, slapping, degradation (he gets called a bitch), mommy kink, color system used. ty @tsandoll for the idea :3
taesan was going to pass out he felt like. his brain is hazy, his cock is aching, and his skin was on fire from how many times you slapped him across his face. he fucks into you at the pace you set for him, trying his best not to cum inside of you because he know the rules; he cant cum until he makes you cum first, and if he messes up the pace more than three times he wont get to cum at all.
“look at me taesan” your voice barely reaches his ears, he hears you but he doesnt move, head still turned to the side and eyes shut. you grab at his face hard, forcing him to look at you. “keep up the pace, you're getting sloppy” you slap him again, and he lets out a mix between a hiss and a whimper. he tries his best to keep up his pace inside of you but he keeps missing his rhythm, earning slaps from you each time he misses a beat.
“s-sorry, ill do better mommy”
“you better, or you wont get to cum tonight”
he wasnt usually this pathetic. he would be able to satisfy you and take whatever you give him, but tonight was different. he was extra sensitive and everything you said to him went through one ear and straight out the other. taesans body goes limp, burying his face in your neck as he continues to fuck into you.
"a little slower sannie, mommys close" you breathe out, your voice stays flat as if you werent interested. taesan slows down just a little, trying to cheer himself on in his head to keep himself going. he doesnt know how much longer he's going to last, but he doesnt want to know what youll do if he cums before you. "sit up baby, wanna see your pretty face" you grab him by his hair to pull him from your neck.
"you're mommys little bitch, right?" you coo at him, your sweet condesending voice ringing through taesans ears.
"yes, mngh, i-im your bitch" he moans, struggling to keep his body upright. you grab his face again, squeezing hard. he looks at you with his flushed cheeks, mouth forced open from the force you were grabbing him with.
"thats right, you're gonna make me cum?"
"y-yes gonna- gonna make you feel good" he stutters, hips stuttering as well but you dont notice luckily for him.
"you look so pathetic right now sannie," he whines and whines, not able to keep his mouth shut from how good he felt being inside of you.
with a few more thrusts you're cumming, clenching around taesan so hard he has no control over his body anymore and cums right after you, filling you up before you could give him permission to cum.
"didnt mean to cum mommy, m'sorry please dont-" you cut taesan off with a kiss, thinking he was too cute with his stammering. he was a little too distressed for your liking though and you were getting a little worried.
"whats your color baby?" you were pretty rough with him tonight, you wouldnt be shocked if he was done for the rest of the night.
"y-yellow" taesans face was burning red, like he was embarrased for wanting to slow things down and stop. you help him pull out of you, he hisses at the loss of contact and you sit up all the way, changing the position so you were sitting on taesans lap instead. you embrace him in your arms, and he hugs you tightly. you can feel his racing heartbeat through his chest, and you hugh him tighter until his heartbeat and breathing regulates.
"did such a good job pretty boy. i wont punish you tonight my love. lets get you cleaned up" you kiss him again, then kiss all over his face until you both get up to go shower.
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