Genre: Smut, pirates!AU, because I wanted to write some and then you sent this in and I was like ‘okay, yes, perfect’ 😂 😂
Rating: (M) - language and explicit sex
Word Count: 1,723
Request: Oh mrs. Suho!!! Can I request "First I blame you, then I want you" / angst/smut (that just screams angst lol) / b.a.p Zelo? My soulmate no.1 needs attention after I've been crushing on my coworker lol Here you are Mrs. Choi ;) I hope you enjoy!
The ship rocks on the high seas. Not harshly enough to do damage, but violent enough that you’re forced to hold onto the wall to stay upright.
Through the wide back window of the Captain’s cabin you watch as lightning streaks the sky. It looks like the end of the world, and with what’s coming for you it feels like it.
A man opens the door and ducks inside, shaking water off his shoulders and hair. The buttons on his long black coat glimmer in the candlelight. He meets your gaze with passion and heat warring in his eyes.
You fist your free hand in the folds of your skirt. ‘Well?’
He shakes his head, pulling at his jacket. ‘The storm might delay them, but they will be upon us by tomorrow afternoon.’
Dismay lances through you and you reach for him reflexively. ‘So soon?’
With a sad smile he walks to you and pulls you into his arms. You sink against him, wrapping your arms around his waist and savoring the way he always smells of salt and the sea. In the weeks you’ve been on his ship he’s become your world and you swear to yourself that tonight won’t be the last night you get to spend with him.
‘I have to go back.’ The words are quiet, muffled against his shirt.
He presses a kiss to your head, rubbing down your back to trace your hips as though memorizing your outline. ‘I don’t want you to.’
You sigh, knuckles turning white as you grasp his shirt and think of all that waits for you back home. ‘I know. If there were any other way to keep you safe… But they’ll think I’m a hostage. If I don’t meet them, they’ll attack the ship. They’ll take what’s most precious to me.’
He pulls back to regard you, emotions running across his face like a wave. ‘I’ll get you back. However I can. This won’t be the last of us,’ he says intently, brushing your hair behind your ear.
Tears form at the corners of your eyes and you blink them away. ‘I’ll find you again my love, come hell or high water.’
His expression softens and he reaches out for one of the bottles of amber liquid on the side table. He uncorks it and takes a big drink. When he holds it out to you there’s a wildness in his eyes.
‘Once more. For old times’ sake?’
‘Yes, please.’ You brush the tears with the backs of your hands with a laugh. ‘Let’s not think of them tonight. Let’s pretend like we have all the time in the world.’
He nods, arm tightening at your waist. When he bends down to capture your lips you can taste the burn of alcohol on his tongue. Perfect. For if you have to return to Bristol and don the guise of a nobleman’s daughter once again you want to be drunk on him. You want to keep the taste and the smell and the feel of him locked away inside your memory until you can be with him again.
You pull back and grasp the bottom of the bottle, putting it to your lips and tilting, swallowing a mouthful. It burns all the way down your throat, stoking a fire in your gut that’s been raging since day your boat was overtaken by his crew.
He sets down the bottle with a thud and roughly lifts you into his arms, depositing you onto the side table with a groan. He finds the soft skin where your jaw meets your neck and tastes it with his tongue. He’s not gentle as he explores you; he never is. He takes all you have to give and more, exposing parts of your heart and soul that you hadn’t known existed.
With him all you want is more, you want to rip apart everything of the person you used to be and remake yourself as the person you’ve come to be on this ship and at his side.
‘From the first time I laid eyes on you, I wanted you,’ he breathes against you, kneading the flesh of your hips with firm hands. ‘I blamed you for days for ruining my concentration.’
You laugh and reach for his jacket, desperately pushing it off his shoulders. ‘And now?’
He shrugs out of the fabric and cups your face in his hands, pressing a hot, insistent kiss against your mouth. ‘Now all I do is want you.’
His hands slide under your dress and up your thighs, rough and strong, trailing heat and desire in their wake. You moan and press closer to him, desperate to have your fill of him tonight.
‘And what of me? Did you think it was my intent to fall in love with a pirate?’ you tease, unbuttoning his shirt.
‘A proper girl like you?’ he counters with a chuckle.
His hands stroke the tops of your stockings, heading upward. When his palms find your core he meets no resistance, only your center that already aches to have him inside you.
He pulls back with heat in his eyes. ‘Or maybe not so proper.’
You laugh and lean into his hand, capturing his lips with yours. ‘You’ve made me wild, like you.’
You tug his lower lip between your teeth and he groans deep in his chest. With one hand he gently strokes the sensitive flesh at the meeting of your thighs and you whine against him. Always he builds the fire inside you until you’re consumed with need. Only then will he take you the way you want him to.
‘Perhaps you’ve made me tame in response,’ he says with amusement.
The last button comes free and he helps you pull the shirt off, revealing his toned chest and abdomen. Arousal floods you as you remember all the times over the past month you’ve gotten to taste them. A red mark on his collar holds the fading outline of your teeth.
But tonight you’re far too impatient.
He reaches for his trousers and shoves them to his ankles, freeing his length and making you bite your lip in anticipation. He holds your gaze, running his nails down the inside of your thighs, possessiveness in his every breath.
If only you’d known that men could be like this - raw and passionate and deliciously rough - you would have taken to the seas years ago.
‘No. I think you’ve only become more untamed since you rescued me,’ you say with a laugh. The sound turns keening as he spreads your legs wider and sinks a finger into your drenched folds.
‘Are you ready for me then, love?’ he asks, leaning forward and licking along the seam of your lips.
‘Always.’
You kiss him as if it was your last night on earth, desperate and full of promises. As he works the digit against you heat blooms in your core. You can sense his need as strongly as your own, it radiates off him as strongly as the scent of the ocean. With sure and capable hands you take his length and begin stroking, feeling him buck into your palms.
‘Take me. Now,’ you command against his jaw.
He grunts in agreement and removes his hand from you. Before you can miss the delicious friction he pulls you forward by your thighs and positions himself at your entrance.
In one fluid motion he grasps your hips and sheaths himself inside you. He fills you so fully and completely you want to scream. After a moment he begins to move, rocking into you steady and deep. You reach for his hair, tangling in the damp strands and holding his face to yours.
‘I want you to come so many times for me tonight that you forget that anyone else ever touched you,’ he says, resting his forehead against yours.
‘There’s no one but you.’
As your release builds this is the only thing you know for certain; there is nothing in the world aside from the two of you. Nothing else that matters.
He holds you so close your every breath pushes your breasts against his hard chest, protecting you from seeing anything but him. You know soon he will rid you of this dress. Soon he will take your nipple into his mouth and tease them with his tongue. Soon you will be as naked as him and feel him everywhere.
Before the night is over he will have you on his bed on your back, your thighs spread around his hips. He will have you with your face in one of the many silk-covered pillows, gasping and pleading to come as he fucks you from behind.
He will have you over and over tonight, but for now he pulls you against him with rough motions until your eyes want to roll from sheer pleasure.
‘Come for me, darling,’ he commands with a grunt, speeding up his thrusts.
He watches you intently, breath coming in pants. You nod and cling to him as your orgasm rolls over you, consumes you like a squall in the deep ocean consumes anything in its path.
He doesn’t slow, drawing every inch of pleasure from you and riding out your release.
Finally you still, sucking in air as though you were drowning. Instead of sating you, this first orgasm only makes you desperate for more.
Thinking of the long nights ahead of you without him, you suddenly need him everywhere. You pull him down to capture his lips, kissing him with everything you have.
When you wake in his bed hours later the dawn is teasing the horizon, scattering reds and golds along the water. For long minutes you let yourself admire his sleeping form. The graceful curve of his lips, parted in slumber. The mess of his hair. The way you fit perfectly in the curve of his body, safe in his arms.
One day you’ll be together for good. You pray to the goddess of the ocean, hoping her will is as strong and untamable as yours has become. In silence you slip from his arms and dress. With a final lingering kiss to his forehead you turn and stride through the door.
If this fate is to be yours you have a long way to go.
B.A.P Reactions A Girl Sexually Harassing Them So You Beat Her Ass
I’m a full believer that when a women is hitting a man, sexually harassing them, and is threatening them, the man has every right to defend himself. It’s really unfair that they can’t because the woman will cry victim and the man will get in trouble for fucking DEFENDING HIMSELF! Ladies, if you see another woman mistreating their man or harassing any man, please do something! I know that if any girl tried to pull something on my man, her ass is mine! Men can be victims to!
It’s no doubt that your boyfriend is a very attractive man. Like they are VERY handsome! You loved him for his personality, but let’s not lie, looks are an extra bonus. Still, he was funny, kind, determined, loyal, and just an amazing human being. They told you a few days ago that they will be working in the studio for a while on a new project. It’s been a few days since he started spending most of his time in the studio and, being the awesome girlfriend you are, you decided to bring him lunch. After buying his favorite food, you headed to the studio to drop it off. Before you could knock you heard your boyfriend say, “Stop it! I have a girlfriend!” You busted through the door and saw a female employee, Yui, trying to straddle your boyfriend as he was clearly trying to stop her. You saw red. This was the same employee that would flirt and make your boyfriend uncomfortable for weeks! Knowing he was taken! “You bitch!” You screamed before tackling her to the ground and started to pound at her face.
Yongguk- It all happened so fast! All he could understand that one moment this girl was harassing him, next thing he knew, you had her on the ground and throwing punches. When he saw both of you were bleeding, he finally started to pull you off her. A few employees came in and helped separate you both. “Get Yui out of here and make sure she never sets a foot in this building again!” The other employees dragged Yui out of the studio as blood dripped from her wounds. “Babe are you okay?” Yongguk asked, turning you towards him to check if you were injured. You did have a few marks and scratches on your face and neck but nothing too bad. “Yeah” You spit out some blood on the floor, “bitch could barely hit”. Yongguk laughed and hugged you, making a mental note to never get on your bad side.
Himchan- Panic! Shock! Those are the only two things that were running through his mind as you were on top of Yui. He never thought in a million years that his sweet, loving, and gentle girlfriend would be beating the living shit of someone. A few other employees burst in and started to separate you two. Himchan finally snapped out it and tried to pull you off her. You wanted to land a few more punches and boy you did! Finally Himchan was able to pull you to the other side of the room as Yui was being dragged out. “I better not ever see your around my boyfriend again you slut!” You yelled out before the door closed. “Babe, why did you do that!? You could’ve gotten hurt!” Himchan scolded you while checking if you were injured. “You would do the same for me! How could I not defend you!” You explained. “Aish...” was all Himchan said before kissing your wounds.
Daehyun- Oh holy shit! That was the first thing that came to his mind as you were fighting Yui. From the looks of it, fighting and winning! He was aware that Yui had wanted to try something with him and knew you would do something about it. He’s been avoiding her for weeks, in hopes of her just giving up, but nope! She went has far as to harass him! “Babe! Babe! Babe! Babe!” Daehyun called out as he was trying to get you off her. A few other employees came in and helped pull Yui out of the room. “And make sure Yui never comes back!” Daehyun called out as the door closed. Both of you were panting and still trying to processes what just happened. “Babe! Holy shit!” Was all Daehyun could say. You smiled at him and wiped some blood from your lips. “You know I could’ve done a lot more damage if I really wanted to.” All Daehyun did was nod in agreement.
Youngjae- He had it under control! He was going to calmly have Yui fired and make sure she was banned from the building, before telling you. Guess life had different plans! When he heard Yui scream, that’s when he wrapped his arms around your waist and try to pull you off. “Babe! Babe stop!” Youngjae pleaded. A few other employees came in when they heard Yui screamed and helped to break up the fight. However, you held onto her hair before throwing one last punch before letting go. The other employees quickly got Yui out of the room as she was bleeding heavily. Both of you said nothing for a while until Youngjae turned you around. “Babe! What the hell!?” He screamed as he examine your scratched face. “If any other girl puts her hands on you like that, tell me and I’ll take of her” You declared. He doesn’t know if he should be proud or not.
Jongup- If things can be settled peacefully, he would rather do that instead. He figured all he would need to do was file a complaint and get Yui fired and everything would be fine. Nope! Here he was, sitting in his chair in shocked as he watched his girlfriend beat the living day lights out of Yui. He knew you were strong, but not that strong! He joined the other employees that came in to stop the fight. “And don’t come back you whore!” You screamed out before Yui was dragged out of the door. Jongup still held you in his arms and looked down, almost in shame. “You didn’t have to do that. You could’ve gotten really hurt.” You turned around and had him look at you. “So long as I’m your girlfriend, I will protect you, just as you protect me.” You both kissed each other, knowing you both had each others back.
Junhong- He has absolutely no idea what to do! He was not a fan of conflict and didn’t know how to handle the situation. Junhong knew that Yui wouldn’t respect the fact that he had a girlfriend and was going to ask his hyungs for help. It was mainly because of the obvious flirting, but she actually tried something! Now here you guys were! Him in complete shock while you’re on top of Yui, beating the shit out of her. “Babe stop!” Junhong pleaded as he tried to get you away from Yui. A few other employees came in and help Junhong get you both away from each other, but not before you landed a good kick to the face at Yui. As she was getting dragged out you yelled, “Touch him again and you’ll really get it bitch!” The door shut, leaving you both there. “Babe...that was crazy...” was all he could manage to say. You let out a small laugh and so did he. “Guess that makes me your crazy protective girlfriend huh?” You chuckled. “My crazy protective girlfriend that I love.” He smiled and kissed your red cheek.
