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NSFW ABCs for LEE KNOW

Mature Content!!! MINORS DO NOT ENTER!!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Lee Know is the King of Aftercare. He makes sure you eat, pee, and hydrate. He will not move on unless this is done. He needs to make sure you have properly been cared for. If you fight it, he will just withhold sex from you. It's a privilege not a right to him.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

I don't think he thinks of himself in a manner that would allow there to be a favorite of himself. This is the same for you. He sees you as a whole. It doesn't make sense to favor one part of your body. It all needs the same amount of attention.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He loves to cum but he never wants to over do it. He wants to cum 3 out of the 7 days of the week. You can get 6 out of him but he needs one day to let desire build.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He wants to fuck you during random activities such as the dishes. He doesn't want you to stop tho!!! You have to continue your work. He thinks it's so sexy (because it becomes impossible).

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

I don't think he has a huge body count but does have a lot of sexual experience. He is a true romantic at heart. I feel like he is a long term guy so there were only 1 maybe 2 girls before you.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He loves doggy.. He loves being able to talk in your ear from behind. He also loves being able to shove your face in the bed.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

absolutely not. He is a hard/soft dom. He can't have anything about claiming you to be funny.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Very well groomed. He never lets it get too out of hand. It makes him uncomfortable.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He can be very romantic while other times not so much. It depends on both of your moods. If you are having a bad day, he will match you. He expects the same on his bad days. However, it is not to use each other, but to support each other. He does not think you are an object.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

I think he would only save this for tour. He would much rather have the source of desires. He would be very interested in mutual masturbation though.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He has a spit kink but I think he would only wanna spit in your mouth. He loves when you get freaky for him. He would never spit on you unless it was your pussy.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He would be open to everything that doesn't have the risk of being caught. He would be too worried about his idol image.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

He gets turned on when you ask him to fuck you. He lovesssss it because he was so use to being the one to ask for sex. He loves knowing YOU want him without receiving signals.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Very unlikely to let you dom him. Not because of his ego but because he doesn't want you to do any of the work. He is a giver. He wants you to just be a princess for him while matching his freak.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

loves oral.. he loves to give and receive. I see him being big on 69.. that is the kinda shit he thinks is sexy romantic.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Both but usually only the rougher side. He likes it very fast but will take his time every once in a while.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

As long as he can talk dirty in your ear, he will agree. Of course, it can't be too risky. He doesn't care about the boys, only the public. He could care less if the boys hear (he actually does).

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Willing to experiment but not willing to take risks that can hurt both of your reputations.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He can last ages. There are times when you are so tired but he will still hold back his orgasm.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Very open to them. He would need to get suggestions from you. He wouldn't really have a desire to suggest them himself. He thinks he can handle it all himself. He knows it's beyond that which is why he will let them in.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He loves to tease. It depends on his mood if he's unfair about it or just taunting you. He will taunt you a lot more often than deprive you.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Medium sound. He is a deep moaner but doesn't really whimper unless he's super sensitive. Sucks in air through his teeth a lot.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He loves clothed sex. He thinks it's so intimate that you don't have to be naked to want to fuck each other. It makes him think you are so desperate for him that you can't even bother.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He had a very long dick but it's average width. He has a pretty dick. It's very veiny though.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

He could fuck every day but prefers to hold himself back. He thinks it feels better this way.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards

He will pass out after caring for you. He give all of his energy to you.

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Hi, I saw your taking SKZ fake text requests…. Could you do one where the reader is feeling off and she is very self conscious and asks Lee Know (or any of the boys) something weird or something and he answers with something like “why am I dating you?” as a joke but she took it to heart and started to distance herself from him or something

Hii, thank you for the request <3 I feel like the reader insert is going through something mostly off-screen in this one, but things all come to a bursting point when Lee Know blows them off </3

feat. reader texts to Han, and Han texts to Lee Know

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sleep talking • lee minho

MDNI 18+

WC: 795

Synopsis: in the teen vogue interview the members said that minho sleep-talks and soooo well my brain decided to spew this out…

Tags: pure smut, afab!reader, needy!minho, unprotected sex (be safe please), fingering, spanking, use of pet names (baby, love, darling), minho had a wet dream while sleep talking, established relationship, parasomnia, sleep talking, grinding, cockwarming(?), lwk dry humping, oneshot

You unlock the door of your apartment quietly, unsure if your boyfriend was asleep or not. You sneakily walked through the kitchen, leaving your bag and accessories on the counter top. A small purr caught your attention, you turn to your right and see Dori rustling around on the cat tower, he cuddles next to Doongie who doesn’t flinch when Soongi’s foot twitches and smacks him in the face.

You smile at your babies before creaking the bedroom door open, peeking inside seeing Minho curled up in the bed, his arms holding onto your pillow. You smile softly at him before slipping into the room, gently closing the door behind. You’re too tired to shower today and decide to just shower in the morning. After you change into your pajamas, you attempt to wiggle the pillow that Minho grasps.

“No, don't go.” Minho mumbled quietly, “I love you.” His grasp on the pillow tightens, pulling it closer, causing you to be pulled on top of him. The moment he felt an extra weight on him, Minho’s arms wrapped around you, holding you as if you were the pillow. “So soft.” He muttered. You smiled at the sleeping boy, Minho tended to sleeptalk, it was endearing hearing him talk out loud while he was dreaming. You plant a small kiss on his forehead. His face scrunched up, groaning as you finally pushed the pillow out from between your bodies.

“Mm…need it.” Minho grunted, you look at him, assuming he meant the pillow, but as you snuggle back into his hold you realize what he meant. Something poked at your front once you settled in. Your eyes shoot open as you feel him start grinding against your body. “Shit.” You sigh under your breath, “Need it.” Minho whimpered as his hands instinctively started roaming your body.

Your mind is filled with the temptation of taking him right now, but Minho being asleep made you rethink your wants. He stirs awake, his hips still rutting against yours. “Love, please.” Your eyes meet his, which have fluttered open slightly. You feel your cheeks warm up as his hands squeeze your ass. “Baby…please.” He pleaded, now fully awake.

“Fuck,” You moan softly as his hand comes around the front and touches your warm cunt. Minho gave you pleading eyes, his clothed cock rubbing against your pelvis. You nod at him giving him the go-ahead, the both of you were too tired to do this right, so he shakily moved your loose pajama shorts to the side as well as your panties. His calloused fingers flicking at your clit before sliding between your slick folds. You squeeze your eyes shut in pleasure as two of his fingers slip inside your leaking hole. Minho’s thumb sloppily rubbing circles on your clit.

After a few minutes of Minho stretching you out, you spread your legs, nudging him with your knee that you are ready. Minho took your hint and shakily took his hard cock out of his sweatpants. He swung your legs over his hip as the two of you laid there. Minho aligned hs cock to your wet cunt and slid the tip in slowly until he bottomed out. You laid there, the feeling of his warmth filling you up sent more arousal down your leg. Every now and then one of you would move or grind your hips into each other.

“Feel so warm.” Minho sighed as he buried his head in your neck, leaving kitten licks on your collarbone. You moaned softly as his teeth grazed over your skin. He suddenly started pumping himself slowly into you. Small whines slipped from your mouth as he sensually moved out of you. Minho’s grunts in your ear were enough to send you over the edge, but you held off. His hand came down to play with your ass once again. “So good.” You whimpered as his other hand played with your clit.

“Love you.” Minho whined against your skin. “Love you too Min.” Your fingers dug into his back

Minho started leaving kisses up your neck until he reached your lips. The kiss was messy and uncoordinated, but neither of you cared, both too exhausted. Minho’s pace slightly sped up as he neared his climax, his fingers continuously assaulting your clit. “Min,” You cried quietly as you felt your orgasm hit you. He continued thrusting himself into you, though you whimpered at the overstimulation, “I know love,” He cooed, “almost there.”

A few thrusts later he filled you up. He slipped out of you, reaching over for the tissues that sat on the bedside table. Cleaning himself and your body up slowly as you laid there for him. Within ten minutes the two of you were out. Peacefully snuggled into each other.

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     Minho was already forming a plan in his mind. He knew what they had talked about trying but he still wanted to talk through it. That was his main plan when he got home. 

    Y/n was busy getting dinner started when he got home. The dancer set his bag down and slipped his shoes off before joining her in the kitchen. Wrapping his arms around her and kissing her neck.

     “Hi kitten,” Minho greeted as he laid his head on her shoulder 

     “Hi handsome,” Y/n replied, setting her knife down to turn and kiss him, “how was work?”

     “Good, busy as always. Didn’t miss me too much today?” 

     “You never ask me that,” Y/n pointed out

     “It’s not every day you ask me to dress like a serial killer and fuck you.”

     “Thought you wanted me to forget?”

     “You can forget after we talk about boundaries,” Minho told her 

     Minho ordered the mask right after they finished talking about boundaries. He was lucky he was home instead of her when the package arrived. Now he just had to set it in motion. Y/n was out grabbing things for the apartment and would be back soon. He texted her a simple word— one they talked about for them to get consent before starting. 

     Minho smiled as she sent the same word back. He did the little prep he needed in the bedroom, then grabbed the mask and hid as she pulled up. 

     Y/n finished bringing her bags into the apartment. Putting away the groceries she had bought before heading to her bedroom. Dropping onto her bed and turning on the TV to find something to watch. Falling into a quick trance of her show. Only pulled out of it when she heard a weird noise. 

     She looked down the hall through the open door but figured it could just be the building. It was on the older side so it wasn’t uncommon to hear a weird noise occasionally. She shrugged it off and turned back to her show. 

     Another noise came again a couple of minutes later. She peeked again before getting up and shutting the bedroom door, just trying to ignore it. 

     She returned to the bed, hearing the door slowly open behind her. She whipped her head around just to get pinned to her bed and a hand grabbed her neck. She grabbed the wrists of the intruder to get the hand off her neck but it did nothing. 

     Her hands were pinned above her head and she was face to face with a white elongated mask. The eyes and mouth were completely dark. Y/n’s eyes widened in fear, as she tried pulling her legs together and to her chest. Just to find his body blocking her attempt.

     “Trying to get me closer?” He teased, pressing his bulge against her.

     Y/n shook her head, trying to get out of his grip.

     “It’s not nice to lie.” His free hand moved to unbutton her pants.

     Y/n thrashed under his hold to the best of her ability but any attempts were useless. Soon he was pulling the fabric off her legs and eyeing her panties.

     “Cute,” he chuckled before he tore the fabric off, “soaking wet too,” he stated as his thumb ran over her clit. Y/n bit her tongue, trying not to let any noises out. The hand on her neck moved up and grabbed her jaw, thumb pressing against her lips trying to get in. 

     “Open your mouth,” He growled. 

     Y/n shook her head and the masked man sighed. His thumb stopped working her clit and all but ripped the fabric off her body. He pushed her shirt up over her chest as she tried to push it down. 

     He grabbed her hands and pinned them against her as he leaned over her. Bulge pressed against her wet core. “I’d start behaving if I were you or this is going to get worse. Got it?” 

     Y/n felt the tears starting and sniffled, nodding her head. His hand gently tapped her cheek a few times, “Open.”

     Y/n opened her mouth and his thumb slipped inside. Pressing down on her tongue as she wrapped her lips around the digit. “What a whore,” he chuckled. 

     His hips gently rolled into hers, Y/n moaning in protest. “A needy whore apparently,” he added

     Y/n shook her head as he let go of her hands. Immediately, she tried pushing away from him. With a heavy sigh, he pulled his thumb from her mouth and pinned her wrists above her head with one hand. He reached behind his back and pulled some rope out from behind him, setting it next to her on the bed. Y/n squirmed away from him as he pulled her against him. 

     She fought against him as he pulled her top and bra off her before he reached down and undid his pants. “Let me go!” Y/n cried as she tried moving back

     “Just don’t know how to shut up, do you?” He asked as he pushed the tip of his dick into her.

     Quickly sheathing himself inside her. The stretch silenced her protest, jaw hanging open as a moan left her throat. He used the opportunity to fold her legs towards her chest. He moved her arms behind her knees and tied her in place. “There we go. Nice and open,” He commented, harshly slapping the back of her thigh. 

     He didn’t waste a second thrusting into her. Picking a quick pace; Y/n dug her head into the mattress under her. Wrists turning in the ropes, not caring if it left a rope burn later. 

     “Gonna see how much this little hole can take,” he hummed, thumb returning to her clit. Rubbing circles into the bud as she involuntarily clamped down on him

     Y/n shook her head but the masked man didn't notice. Continuing to fuck into her, only looking up to see her body react to his touch. The hard thrusts made her skin jiggle with each one. 

     “Pull out please,” Y/n whined 

     “But you're taking me so well,” he laughed

     Y/n kept twisting her wrist in an attempt to get out of her binds but faltered as he hit her G-spot

     “There it is.”

     The masked man adjusted himself to abuse the spot. Hearing all her protests die and get replaced with more moans. His thumb moved faster on her sensitive clit, feeling her pulse around him from the stimulation. Soon she was squeezing around him as warmth covered his cock.

     The man pulled his thumb away from her clit and bullied himself into her tight cunt as she rode her orgasm out. Her pulsing walls helped him get closer and closer till he was shooting his hot seed deep into her womb. Y/n squirmed under him as he buried himself deep inside her.

     “Nononono,” Y/n whined

     “Don’t worry, bunny, I’ll make sure it sticks.”

     He pulled his softening cock out of her and watched his cum slowly drip out of her. Collecting the leaking cum on his fingers and pushing it back into her. Thrusting the two digits in and out of her as his thumb came back to her clit. Y/n tensed around his fingers as a moan left her.

     “What happened to all that fighting back?” He asked, playing with the rope around her wrists with his free hand. 

     He could feel her walls clench around his fingers. Abusing her sensitive cunt till she was coming on his fingers this time. High-pitched moans left her mouth as he pulled his fingers out of her. He untied her arms and let her arms fall limp and turned her onto her stomach. Tying her wrists together before turning her back onto her back but turning her around; head hanging off the edge of the bed, face to face with his half-hard dick. 

     Y/n opened her mouth on instinct; the masked man smiled as he guided his cock into her mouth. Feeling her throat contract as she swallowed him.

    “That’s a good whore,” He chuckled, using her throat as he desired, “You just wanted someone to fuck you dumb, didn’t you?”

     There was a hum from her throat that made him shudder as he thrusted in and out of her mouth. His balls hit her nose every time he buried himself in her. He leaned forward and spread her thighs apart, being met with a little resistance.

     “Obviously not dumb enough,” He grumbled as brought his hand down on the inside of her thighs. Y/n tried closing her legs with each hit on the skin. Landing a final hit on her clit before his fingers were stuffing her again. Moaning as his fingers curled up into her walls. 

     Y/n whined around his dick before he pulled out of her throat. Y/n coughed as she caught her breath, lifting her head to stop the blood rushing to her head. The intruder spun her around again, pinning her legs onto the bed as he pushed back into her sensitive cunt.

     Y/n whined at the sensation but couldn’t get the words out to plead with him. She couldn’t use any limb to push him away, just lay there and let him use her. Her whines turned into moans as his cock bullied her. Leaning over her more, pushing her legs into a mating press, and picking up his pace. Slamming into her as he watched more tears roll down her cheeks.

     He pulled out for a moment and flipped her onto her stomach again, tucking her knees under her before pushing back into her. Hands gripping her ass as his hips slammed into her from behind. All her whines were muffled by the sheets as he landed a hard spank on her as before he grabbed her hips. She could feel his dick twitching inside her as he used her like a fleshlight.

     “Gonna leave you full of me,” he groaned as he grabbed her hips, fucking her back onto him.

     Y/n clenched around him as he grabbed the back of her head and pulled up to his chest. His hand gripped her throat as the cool plastic of the mask pressed against her face. Her jaw fell open as he felt deeper inside her after being pulled to his chest. She could feel him abusing her cervix. His other hand moved back between her legs, rubbing figure eights on her clit.

     “No… more, please,” Y/n cried, legs starting to shake 

     “Not done till- fuck- I fill up that womb.”

     “‘S too much.”

     Y/n squeezed him as another orgasm blindsided her. Wanting to fall limp on the bed if it weren’t for the hands keeping her up. He grunted in her ear as he slammed into her one more time. Hot cum filling her again. Y/n clenched around him, milking him before letting her go and letting her fall onto the bed. 

     Minho sighed and took off the costume mask. Tossing it to the end of the bed and untied his girlfriend’s wrists. “Kitten,” he gently called, moving her hair to kiss the back of her neck

     Y/n turned her head and he placed another kiss on her cheek, “Feel okay?”

     “Fuzzy,” Y/n managed to reply

     “I’m gonna pull out, okay?” Minho waited for her little nod before he slowly pulled his hips back. Y/n whined as his dick popped out of her before he slowly turned her over. 

     “Can you put your arms around me kitten?”

     “Tired,” Y/n grumbled 

     “I know sweetie. We gotta get cleaned up though. We can cuddle after, okay?”

     “Okay,” Y/n agreed, wrapping her arms around his neck. 

     Minho grabbed her thighs and picked her up. Bring her into the bathroom and set her on the toilet. Turning on the shower and letting the water warm up.

     “I’m gonna get you some clothes kitten. I’ll be right back,” Minho kissed her forehead and went to their room and grabbed them both some lounge clothes. Coming back in the bathroom a moment later

     He stripped himself of his clothes and helped his girlfriend up and into the shower. Keeping her in front and washing her body before himself.

     “I’m hungry Min,” Y/n complained after he had gotten them both dressed.

     “I’ll make you something to eat,” Minho helped her into the living room and sat her on the couch, throwing a blanket over her legs and turning on her favorite show while he stepped into the kitchen to make her something to eat

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can openers

minho x fem!reader

826 words

fluff and a bit suggestive

inspired by the third prompt on this post by @novelbear !

as always if you see spelling or grammar mistakes, no you don't :)

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You eye all the tools laid out in front of you. Can opener. Lemon juicer. Potato peeler. Carrot peeler? What’s the difference between a potato peeler and a carrot peeler? They’re more or less the same thing, no? Whatever, maybe he’ll explain that in the lesson. Soon, Minho returns and sits across from you at the table. He clasps his hands on the surface and looks you directly in the eyes. You look between him and the tools, urging him to say something. 

Minho tightens his lips as he folds his arms across his chest, and places a can on the table. You glance down at the can and then back at him, with a confused look on your face. Minho gestures to the items, willing you to make a move. You slowly grab the can and look back at him. He nods gently. Then your hand hovers over the can opener, and again your eyes fall on the man in front of you. He gestures with his hands for you to keep going. But this is where you’re stumped. You attempt to use the device but fail miserably, somehow almost taking off your finger, which prompts Minho to stand and grab the objects from you. 

“Alright. that’s enough.” he says in a steady voice. 

“Hey you barely even gave me a chance.” you whine, bottom lip jutting out. “What about the other ones?”

“You just almost cut your finger off with a can opener, jagiya. There’s no way I’m letting you near a potato peeler.” Minho explains, placing all the kitchen tools in their rightful place. 

“You’re so lucky you have me, seriously.” he calls from the kitchen. 

You walk up behind him, wrapping your arms around his waist, and place your head on his back. “Oh you’re so right. How would I ever open a can without you?” 

“You don’t even have to worry about that jagi.” he says still with his back to you. 

“And why’s that?”

Minho spins the both of you around in one swift movement. Your back hits the counter softly, as he cages you in with his arms. “Cause we’re never gonna be apart.”

You can feel your face heat up, thankful that your blush doesn’t show easily on your skin. “Wh-what? You planning on marrying me Lee?” you try to mask the fluttering of your heart with some good old fashion teasing. But of course that doesn’t deter him. This is Lee Minho. The king of teasing. And he always has the upper hand when it comes to shameless flirting. 

“Of course baby. I thought that much was clear.” he let’s the words slide off his tongue, punctuated with a smirk. 

Although, on the inside you’re a blushing mess, you don’t back down. “Well I think the future Mrs. Lee Minho needs some more confirmation.” you glance down at his plump lips, still in a smirk, but stretching into a full smile upon hearing your request. 

Minho lifts your chin up with his hand. “Oh do you?” 

“Yes absolutely.” 

He runs his tongue over his teeth lightly and focuses his gaze on your lips, getting closer to your face if that’s even possible. 

“Who am I to deny the future Mrs. Lee Minho.” 

Finally your lips meet. You've been together 2 years now, but every kiss still feels like the first. You’ll never get enough, and if Minho’s manner of devouring your mouth tells you anything, he probably thinks likewise. Somehow, you end up sitting on the counter, Minho in between your parted legs. If you’re not careful, things could escalate too quickly. But to your surprise Minho pulls away, as you slightly chase after his lips. 

“Let's save that for after we say I do, okay?” he breathes, out of breath. 

You pout and slowly run your fingers through his hair. You know he’s right but in the heat of the moment, all you could really think about are his lips on you. 

“Plus…” Minho pulls the lemon juicer out from behind you. “I really wanna see you try to juice a lemon.” a huge grin spread across his face. 

You throw your head back. “You just wanna make fun of me.” You say while pushing his chest. 

“Yes. Yes I do.” he moves to the fridge and returns with a lemon. “But you love it. Or else you wouldn’t have agreed to be my wife.” 

“Mmmm never agreed to that baby boy.” you grab the lemon from him. 

“Maybe not now but you will.” He speaks while getting closer to you until his mouth is right next to your ear. “Plus that makeout sess was all the answer I needed.” 

You shiver a bit but giggle nonetheless, throwing your hands up in defense. “Okay okay. You’ve gotten me hot and bothered enough. Now lemme turn you on with my grunting from trying to juice this lemon.” you remark, jumping down from the counter. 

“You always know what I want jagiya.”

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i'm back after so much time. i'm in the beginning stages of outlining a new screenplay for school, so i've been in a writing mood. i did write this with a darker skinned girl in mind (hence the blush line) but really it's pretty general. i hope you enjoy and, as always, feedback is greatly appreciated. have a blessed day!

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Lee Know // "ATE" VISUAL FILM

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who ATE the luck?

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RACHAlog 03 ⁝⁝ minbinlix ⁘ minho

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PAIRING: Minho x Reader

WARNINGS: smut, sexual language, link

Minors do not interact

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Minho's thrusts grew deeper and harder as he pushed his girlfriend Y/N's head into the couch cushion. His sweaty grip held tightly to her waist, pulling her closer to him with each powerful stroke.

Y/N's body arched off the couch in response, her moans muffled by the soft material under her lips. The thick fingers of Minho's other hand dug into her shoulder blades, holding her firmly in place as he took what he wanted from her.

“Y/N, you're so tight, baby," Minho panted, his hips grinding against her.

"Oh fuck," Y/N whimpered, her nails digging into the couch's fabric as her body shook with pleasure. She could feel the rhythm of Minho's movements deep inside her, the sensation of his hardness filling her completely. Her breathing grew ragged as the climax built within her.

Minho leaned down, his lips just barely touching the sensitive skin of Y/N's neck. "You like that, don't you? You like feeling me inside you, owning you?" he growled, his voice low and husky.

Y/N's response was a strangled moan, her body trembling from the intensity of the moment. Her mind swam with pleasure and desire, clouded by the pressure building deep within her. She clawed at the couch, her nails raking across the fabric as she desperately sought purchase, her body writhing in the throes of her passion.

Her breath came in short gasps, her claws raking against the surface, seeking something, anything to hold onto as she neared the edge.

Minho's hips pound against Y/N's wet, tight pussy as he holds her by the waist with one hand and the other digs into her shoulder blades. His sweat mixes with hers, creating an intimate scent that fills the room. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoes around them - their heavy breathing synchronized in the heat of passion.

"Fuck, yes!" Y/N cries out as she feels herself getting closer and closer to the brink. Her eyes roll back in pleasure every time his cock hits that sensitive spot inside her. Every thrust sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body, making her toes curl and her stomach clench.

With each powerful stroke, Y/N's breasts bounce enticingly against the couch, leaving a shiny trail of sweat on its surface beneath them. She arches her back further, pushing herself deeper onto Minho's thick shaft, desperate for more contact between their skin. Her gasping moans fill the room while Minho continues his dominating possession of her body.

His teeth graze along the side of her neck, leaving marks that tingle with pleasure as he whispers filthy words in her ear. "You're mine to fuck whenever I want," he growls possessively, "and you love it."

He picks up the pace even more, slamming into Y/N hard and fast now as if proving his point. She groans loudly in response, biting down on her lower lip to stifle some of the sounds escaping from deep inside her throat.

The room echoes with the sound of their needy moans and the wet slap of Minho's body against Y/N's. Sweat drips from his brow and down his chest as he carries on, relentless in his pursuit. He slams into her over and over, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body.

Y/N's nails have left deep indentations in the cushions beneath her, and sweat has gathered on her skin, creating a glistening sheen. Her breathing has become erratic, punctuated by gasps for air between cries of pleasure. Her body is shaking uncontrollably as she nears her climax.

"Minho, fuck! I'm so close!" she cries out, her voice hoarse from the intensity of her pleasure.

Minho looks down into her eyes, watching the desire and need play out in her expression. He can tell she's on the edge, close to coming. He wants to push her over that edge, make her scream his name in pleasure.

He slows down his thrusts, pulling almost completely out before plunging back in deep and hard. She whimpers and clings to him, her nails digging into his skin as she tries to hold on.

"You want it, baby?" he growls, his eyes never leaving her face. "You want me to make you come?" She nods frantically, her chest heaving with each breath. Her eyes are wide and filled with lust.

"Then come for me, Y/N," Minho orders harshly, his breath ragged as he picks up speed again. "Come hard for me, right here and now."

Y/N can't help but obey, her body responding to his command with a ferocity that takes her by surprise. Each thrust brings her closer to the brink, and suddenly, she's there. Her orgasm hits her like a tidal wave, washing over her in waves of pleasure that scream through her body.

She screams his name at the top of her lungs, her nails digging into the couch as she clings to it with everything she has. Her pussy clenches around him, milking him for every last drop as her orgasm rips through her like a wildfire.

As she rides the wave of her climax, Minho continues to thrust into her, both of them lost in the raw passion of the moment. He growls her name, his voice hoarse with desire as he feels her tight pussy clench around his cock and pulses with her orgasm.

Every thrust sends another wave of pleasure coursing through him, and he knows he's not far away from his own release.

His cock twitches inside her, threatening to burst as her pussy milks him mercilessly. He pumps into her faster and harder, each stroke bringing him closer to his own climax. He can feel the heat building in his balls, the pressure growing with each passing second.

"Oh fuck, Y/N," he groans, his voice echoing off the walls as he pushes himself closer to the edge. "I'm gonna come. I'm gonna fill you up."

Y/N moans in response, her pussy still clenching around him as she rides out her own orgasm.

His thrusts become more erratic as he loses control of his movements, his body wracked with pleasure. The couch creaks in protest beneath them, struggling to hold their weight as they move in tandem.

"Yes, Minho," Y/N cries out, her voice hoarse with need as she grips the cushion behind her, her nails digging in. "Fill me up, baby."

Just when Y/N thinks she can't take any more, Minho's entire body stiffens, and he cries out her name, his hips bucking wildly as he releases within her. His hot seed fills her, spurting inside her in long, powerful bursts.

The sensation sends another wave of pleasure coursing through Y/N, causing her to shake uncontrollably as she rides out her own second climax.

As they lay there, panting heavily with their bodies still intimately connected, Minho slowly pulls out from Y/N's well-used pussy, causing a series of wet, suctioning sounds.

He lazily strokes her inner thighs, letting his fingers graze her sensitive skin, while Y/N curls her fingertips into the couch cushions, trying to hold onto her sense of reality as her body continues to tingle from the aftershocks of her intense orgasm.

“Baby you’re mine now, forever,” Minho whispers hoarsely, kissing her sweat-drenched neck.

Minors do not interact

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well fuck now i have a furry kink

The bunny thing.. ━━━♡

Genre: 18+, just pure smut

Cw: BratTamer!Minho x Brat!FemReader, light petplay, swearing, alcohol, bunny ears kink, handcuffs, fucking against a wall, unprotected sex, fingering (f recieving), exhibitionism (a little)

Wc: 4k

Summary: That whole fucking bunny thing.. can you even be blamed for getting turned on everytime he put those ears on?

AN: triple homicide I literally boshed out 3 requests all at once, officer bunny min for the win oh my god wowee he's so hot this is so self indulgent

"I'm gonna make sure you can't walk out of this bathroom," he whispered, relishing in the way you trembled with anticipation. "Show everyone you were just being a brat because you needed to be fucked by your 'cute little bunny.'"

You let out a shaky sigh.

"Mm, don't think I forgot about all that," he laughed, his gravelly tone coursing through your veins. His grip on the cuffs tightened just enough for you to whine out, reminding you that he was the one calling the shots, punishing you. "Still think the ears are cute now?"

"Min," you gulped, your voice wobbling slightly, sighs tumbling from your lips. "Minho, they.. they'll all hear."

He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against your ear as he spoke. "Good," he murmured, "they'll know I'm teaching you a lesson."

Minho really liked the bunny thing, you could tell.

Out of all the aspects of his crafted idol persona, that was one he genuinely enjoyed. Aegyo, strange fancalls, the intense spotlight on him at all times, you knew it all irked him. But the bunny thing?

Yeah, he liked that.

You knew by the way he sent you a photo everytime the stylists would add bunny accessories, or get him a hat or a headband with dangly white ears- it lit him up. He loved his skzoo, leebit. He loved when the fans leaned into the gimmick, gifting him little carrot plushies because, you know, he was the bunny.

Oftentimes he came home with the hats and the headbands and the pins and the gifts he was allowed to keep. And even on his off time, if he saw something with bunny ears he would get them, telling you that stays would probably like it- you just smiled and nodded.

He loved it.

You couldn't decide how you felt about the ears.

Well, of course you loved them, he looked so cute on stage with his toothy grin and white accessories. That was something you couldn't deny. But you also couldn't deny the strange swirl in your stomach when he would casually place the ears on at home with you.

Were you attracted to it? To the ears?

To.. the bunny thing?

It felt weird, he shared so much of that with fans, it felt like you were intruding by getting turned on when he wore a pair of animal ears.

Of course you didn't tell him that, you teased him about being such a cute little bunny until his ears went red. You waited until it wouldn't be deemed suspicious and jumped his bones, having him pound into you with his overwhelming dancer stamina- he never minded, he had the sex drive of a b..

A bunny.

Fuck.

For a fancy dress party, since he had so much of the stuff, Minho thought he'd make his costume bunny themed.

"Judy Hopps? The rabbit?" You cocked your head at the ears and police badge he held up at you.

"Come on, you can be Nick Wilde, it'll be cute." He rolled his eyes, "it's for couples, I can't do it without you. You'll be a sexy Mr Wilde, I swear."

That wasn't the problem.

The problem was Minho dressed up as a police officer with those damned ears on that worried you. How were you supposed to be normal around that? That and alcohol, no less.

You gulped.

"Look, I'll go show you how good the costumes will be, then you'll be convinced, hm?"

You didn't know about convinced.

"Sure," you nodded, a puff of amused air leaving your nose when he practically hopped away to the bedroom.

Your boyfriend borrowed the officer uniform from the recent skz code that they had finished filming as soon as he got a whiff of the costume party- ecstatic at the immediate idea that he had for a couples costume with you.

When he re-emerged you had to bite your lip to keep in an instinctual moan, you were lucky he was looking down fixing his tie when he sauntered back in so that he didn't see how quickly you snapped your thighs shut at the sight of him.

Fuck me.

"Now you can't tell me this doesn't look good," he smirked, leaning against the doorway and watching your eyes run down his body. "I know right."

He looked fucking delectable in that uniform. Long sleeved blue shirt hugging his arms and chest like a second skin, dark grey slacks painting his legs like the tempting trap they were, and those black boots, god. The police vest and the handcuffs too would've been enough for you to pounce and demand that you didn't show to tonights party, if it weren't for those ears.

Those fucking bunny ears, the headband itself was hidden in his hair, you couldn't even see where they were attached.

"And look," he raised his eyebrows and chin in a quick smug movement as he turnt to show the little white tail peaking out from his slacks.

What the fuck.

"How.. um, how is that-?"

"I cut a hole and wiggled it through from the inside, smart right? It won't fall off that way, and you can't see the elastic either."

You nodded, blushing from how embarrassing it was that you were dripping at the fact he was dressing up as a cartoon bunny. You couldn't even make out like it was the uniform because you didn't have this visceral a reaction when he came home to you last week in the same attire. Minus the accessories of course.

So you couldn't fucking do anything.

If he noticed he didn't point it out, luckily, favouring chucking the clothes he'd picked out for you instead into your lap.

"Try it on," he grinned, "you'll like it."

Eager to get out of his sight, you ran to the bathroom, dropping the clothes onto the closed toilet seat to star at your flustered expression in the mirror.

Fuck.

You turned on the tap to splash some cold water onto your flaming face.

Get ahold of yourself.

Breathing in shakily, you changed into the Nick Wilde costume that Minho had graciously found for you. He clearly wanted this to happen, you couldn't possibly say no to him when he seemed so excited, and besides- the costume was really good.

The green Hawaiian shirt that he found ran a little small so you had to keep the first few buttons undone, but that was probably part of his master plan. The cute beige skater skirt matched with the leg warmers, and the purple tie hung nicely under the collar. It definitely looked good on you, you'd give him that.

You braced yourself for the gorgeous sight of your bunny boyfriend again and unlocked the door to the bathroom.

"Fuck, see, sexy Mr Wilde, what did I say?" He grinned, pulling you out into the hallway until the two of you stood in front of the full length mirror.

Yeah, this was a great couples costume.

Minho laughed triumphantly to himself as he slipped a pair of fox ears into your hair, one hand coming down to hold your waist once he was finished. He watched you through the mirror.

"I told you it'd look good didn't I?"

"Yeah, it's good."

You could feel the shakiness in your tone betraying you, and you reached up to adjust the ears so that he wouldn't focus on the raging blush creeping up your neck.

"So?"

"So what?"

You kept your answers short, not wanting to accidentally let out how much you wanted him to ruin you with those damned ears on.

"So we look hot, do you want to stick with these costumes then?"

"Sure," you tossed your wrist flippantly, budging past him and back into the bathroom.

"Hey, if you really don't w-"

"I said it's good, Min, let's get ready."

Hiding how sexually frustrated you were from your boyfriend was getting harder with every drop of alcohol in your system- and you had been sending him some very mixed signals all evening. You hung off of his arm, staring up at his ears everytime he wasn't looking directly at you, though you'd turn away the second he tried to kiss you.

He huffed out playfully each time, wrongly assuming you were just being cute with him, but not pushing any further until you were sat on the couch besides him, just happy admiring your boyfriend while he engaged in conversation.

It was going well, no one was speaking to you, and you were well content to twirl your hair through your fingers, licking your lips as you clearly ogled him next to you. Heart eyes and fidgety body, anyone could tell what was going through your mind. The alcohol dulled your personal threshold of socially acceptable PDA, but you didn't care one bit.

Everything was fine.

Minho's hand came down to rest on your leg.

Everything was not fine.

You breathed in, holding the air in your lungs as he squeezed and gently moved down your thigh.

Oh no, no, no.

He didn't turn towards you, just kept talking like he wasn't almost edging you on the spot with just his hand. The further down your leg he travelled, the more the sirens in your mind blared, the red alarm lights clouding your intoxicated mind. He'd know, he'd feel it, he'd realise that you have some sort of weird raging kink for your boyfriend in bunny attire.

You quickly wrapped your hand around his wrist, stopping him from moving any further. He looked at you then.

His lusted smirk backed you into the point of no return, those fucking ears slipping to the side like they were real and he was actually moving them.

Oh god.

You scowled, pushing his hand off of you and knocking his balance a little.

The group looked over at the two of you for a second, but they moved on with their conversation easily enough as Minho turnt his body to corner the two of you out.

"You okay?" He asked, cocking his head to the side. They moved again, the headband adjusted to the centre of gravity change on his head.

"Fine," you clenched your jaw.

His eyebrows furrowed at you.

"Y/n, don't lie to me," Minho said sternly, making you gulp down the moan that threatened to bubble out.

"I'm not."

"You're not?"

Fuck, your man was gorgeous. He was the meaning of the word temptation, he was everything dangerous inside you, he was everything. He placed his gloved hand on your cheek, tilting your face up to his.

You shook your head in return, watching with half lidded eyes as he placed his other hand on the seatrest, looming over you while he pushed closer to kiss you. You hummed in pleasure when your lips connected, scissoring your thighs together, your hands immediately wrapping around his neck, tangling in his hair.

You wanted him so bad, you needed him, you'd needed him the whole evening.

Minho nibbled on your lip gently just when your fingers brushed over the headband hidden in his hair. Your eyes snapped open.

Shit.

With your hands flat on his chest, you pushed him back, albeit a little harder than you intended- and stood from the couch. His shocked and confused face wasn't enough to garner any sympathy from you when he'd been teasing you all evening with his costume, and you stalked off- barging past anyone that was in your way.

Stupid Minho in those stupid ears, looking all pretty, looking like he wants to fuck you.

Why did you have to have a thing for him dressed as a bunny?

You imagined his face between your legs, the ears peeking over the top so you could play with and tug on them while he ate you out. You imagined watching them slip further forward with every thrust into you, his little cotton tail shaking with the force. You imagined him with a collar and a leash on, mocking you, trying to goad you into using it but you were too far gone- too fucked out to think about anything other than how he was making you cum over and over again.

Minho caught up to you quickly.

You registered his figure in your line of sight a second too late, before you had a moment to react there wasn't enough time to dash away. He roughly yanked your wrist, pulling you against him for a beat before you were tumbling into a bathroom as he locked the door behind him. You stumbled back onto the closed toilet seat, gulping down your arousal.

Minho's dark eyes glared at you, his toned arms on show as he folded them over his chest, broad shoulders filling out the blue shirt with the rolled up sleeves. He looked down his nose at you, his jaw tightening and the bunny ears falling forward slightly. The sight of him was so intimidating, so fucking hot.

You stood your ground, straightening up, heart pounding in your chest, heat buzzing through your veins. The consequences of your actions were about to knock you off your feet, and you hated how much you were looking forward to it.

Minho took a step closer, the music outside nothing but a low thrumming now. His voice, low and controlled, sent a shiver down your spine. "What's your problem?"

You tried to maintain a neutral expression, but you couldn't resist rolling your eyes. "I don't have a problem."

His expression flashed dangerously, but there was a hint of something else there too- acknowledgment of the game you were playing. "Don't lie to me," he said, his voice dropping even lower, "you've been acting up all night."

You gulped, biting your lip, and his eyes flashed with recognition at your reaction.

He knew.

Your boyfriend stalked forward, stopping inches away from where you were seated. The air between you felt thick with tension, it pooled between your legs. His gloved fingers tilted your face up to look at his, his grip on your chin a little rougher than usual. The way he looked down at you was so attractive, it made your breathing start to stutter.

"What the fuck is all the attitude for?" Minho's voice was a low growl, sending a shiver through you. His eyes bore into yours, searching for any sign that you were uncomfortable. He didn't find one.

You couldn't help but be mesmerized by his sudden intensity, the way it made you feel both vulnerable and excited.

"Talk."

"I... I didn't mean to have an attitude," you stammered, your previous confidence dripping down the drain with every second.

Minho's grip on your chin tightened ever so slightly, his thumb brushing over your lower lip. "That's not what I asked." he furrowed his brows. "You think I can't tell when you're horny?"

Your breath hitched, the anticipation becoming unbearable. His touch, the closeness of his body, all the alcohol in your system- it all combined to create a steady mix of fear and desire. You had pissed him off, and there was no turning back now.

"My baby's all hot and bothered, but she's being a fucking brat about it." He narrowed his eyes, "what is it you're not telling me?"

"The ears.." You whispered, trailing off into just a breath of air. You tried to get away from his scrutinizing gaze but his grip on you was rock hard, forcing you into submission.

"Spit it out."

"The bunny thing!" You whined, scrunching your face up into a pout, "the ears and the.. the tail, it's.."

His smirk took the rest of your sentence away from you, the words dissapating on your tongue. You fell into a silence. Eyes flitting over his costume, the tie, the cuffs, the belt, the ears, god, the ears- you started to salivate.

"Oh, you like the bunny thing?" He cocked his head.

You nodded, swallowing thickly.

"Do these turn you on?" Minho grinned coyly, his free hand playing with the ear on the left.

You nodded again, a particularly deep breath bleeding into a longing moan.

"Didn't want to admit you were into that, huh?"

He chuckled lowly when you shook your head, gazing down into your lap where your hands fiddled.

"Acting out because you discovered a new kink," your boyfriend hummed, "were you embarrassed because the bunny ears got you all wet? Didn't want me to know?"

"Minho," you whined, his efforts to embarrass you further getting you impossibly more aroused.

"What? Am I wrong? Let's see."

He dipped down to his knees, crouching in front of where you sat, and slowly spread your knees open with a mischievous smirk. The man bunched your skirt up, revealing the sight of your drenched panties to his eager eyes.

"Oh look at you," he cooed, "poor baby."

He trailed one finger over the inside of your thighs, collecting the slick that had been dripping since he first tried on the costume- his face sparkled with awe.

"So fucking wet, no wonder you were being a brat, bet it aches so bad."

"Min please," you gulped, breathless already, "please touch me."

"All this because of a little headband?" He whistled, more to himself than you- completely ignoring your pleading and standing straight again. "You should've just told me."

"B-"

"Quiet."

You didn't need to be told twice.

"They all think I'm an asshole because you were acting up," he crossed his arms, though he didn't look too mad about it. "Asked me what I had said."

If you had witnessed the abrupt exit that you made as an onlooker then you would've thought he upset you too, yeah, you would've thought he was an asshole too.

"Get up."

You stood, your legs feeling like jelly, unsteady beneath you- barely holding your weight.

Minho's strong hands pushed you against the door, his forearm pressed over your shoulder blades to keep you pinned while his other hand cuffed your wrists behind your back. The click of the metal reverberated in your head, a small whimper leaving your lips as you tried to struggle away from his grasp.

His breath was hot against your skin, chuckling lowly as his body pressed against you, his unyielding grip on you contrasting with the feather like touches of his finger tips smoothing down your body until he got to the bottom of your skirt.

"I'm gonna make sure you can't walk out of this bathroom," he whispered, relishing in the way you trembled with anticipation. "Show everyone you were just being a brat because you needed to be fucked by your 'cute little bunny.'"

You released a shaky sigh.

"Mm, don't think I forgot about all that," he laughed, his gravelly tone coursing through your veins. His grip on the cuffs tightened just enough for you to whine out, reminding you that he was the one calling the shots, punishing you. "Still think the ears are cute now?"

His fingers dipped under your skirt, teasingly trailing over your panties, sticky with your arousal already.

"Min," you gulped, your voice wobbling slightly, sighs tumbling from your lips. "Minho, they.. they'll all hear."

He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against your ear as he spoke. "Good," he murmured, "they'll know I'm teaching you a lesson."

His foot kicked between yours, forcing your legs further apart- still pressed roughly against the door. He smirked as you arched your back for him. Minho moved your underwear to the side, a low hum rumbling from his chest when he was met with no friction from your walls pushing his middle two fingers inside.

"Wow, you really like this, huh?" He smirked, closing his teeth around the shell of your ear, his husky voice melting your limbs. "Do you even need me to stretch you out?"

You violently shook your head, squeezing around his fingers while he slipped them in and out slowly- no resistance. He watched you wiggle in the cuffs, reacting to his actions.

He bit his lip.

"No? Why don't you tell me what you want?"

"Fuck me," the words falling from your lips without any hesitation, "I need you."

"Yeah? Do you need your bunny's cock, sweetheart?"

You nodded, looking over your shoulder at his smug face.

"Say it. Beg for it."

"Please Min," you gulped, "I need your cock, need my bunny's cock, please."

You never thought that the sound of a belt unbuckling could have you weak in the knees. But as the metallic clinking broke the rythmic sound of your heavy breathing mingling together, goosebumps raised to the surface of your skin, shivers running down your spine.

He worked slowly, tantalisingly, the sound of the leather sliding through the belt loops of his slacks heightening your senses. Minho dropped it to the floor and you gasped, breath catching in your throat when the next sounds you heard were his zipper and a low chuckle.

"Are you ready?"

He kissed your neck, one hand wrapped around himself- lining up with your entrance. The other he dug into your shoulder, keeping you pinned.

"Y-Yes, I'm ready."

Your boyfriend pushed into you, taking a hold of your waist as he groaned out louder with every inch, resting his forehead on the back of your head.

"I want to hear you."

He bottomed out with no resistance, slowly pulling out until only his tip remained inside you-

"I want them to hear you."

Slamming back inside, he ripped gutteral moans out of your throat as your body thudded against the door with his every thrust.

"I want them all to know what I'm doing to you."

The rythmic pounding of the wood against the door frame, the poor little bathroom latch straining and clanking, the loud jingling of the handcuffs chains- Minho's deep groans, your desperate whimpers and moans, it wasn't hard to guess.

"Fuck," he breathed into your hair, grasping at your hips, shoving your pussy down on his cock to meet his every thrust. "You're so fucking wet."

You managed to open your eyes, your cheek wedged against the hard surface. Minho stared down, squeezing your flesh between his fingers, licking his lips- unable to take his eyes away from the sight of his cock dissapearing into you.

Flushed red face, intense and fierce, drops of sweat gathering under his chin. The bunny ears were slipping further and further down his head with every thrust just like you'd imagined and you felt like you were going insane.

He noticed you clenching wildly, his smirk stretching into a grin when he noticed you were fixated on his headband.

"Are you gonna cum?" He asked, tilting his head.

Your whines were getting louder, pitching up, and your hands were helplessly pulling against the handcuffs- if he hadn't had you pinned in place he was sure you'd have been squirming all over the place. He knew you were close.

You nodded wildly, screaming in pleasure as he slammed into you repeatedly, hitting that spongy spot inside of you with every hard stroke. So deep, so full, so fast. The knot in your stomach strained, barely holding itself together, little strings snapping every time his thrusts shoved you against the door.

"M-Minho.. oh god, I'm close!"

"That's it, fucking scream my name."

"Minho! Fuck, Min-!"

Ragged whimpers tumbled out of your mouth when you came, melting between your boyfriend and the door- your legs almost giving out underneath you. Minho squeezed your ass, throwing his head back- one, two, three more hard thrusts until he bottomed out and stayed there, emptying his cum into you with a relieved sigh.

In a swift movement, he pulled your panties back from the side, cupping your core with his palm.

"My snack for when we get home," he snickered, pulling down the back of your skirt, taking a second to admire your slumped, fucked out figure against the door. "Are you okay baby?"

"Mhm," you nodded dreamily, flexing your wrists as he twisted the little key in the lock of the cuffs to let them drop to the floor.

Minho's gentle touch to your cheeks was a deceptive switch up from his rough treatment of you a minute ago. He pressed his soft lips against yours, eyes sparkling when he pulled back with a pretty smile.

"Such a cute little bunny," you hummed.

"Careful," he smirked, "or I won't be able to wait until we get out of here."

"Yeah? What's stopping you?"

Knock! Knock!

Shit.

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"Playing Rough" - [L.M.]

Day 2 of '8 Days of Kinks' : Dub-Con

Pairing : Dom!Lee Minho x Fem!Reader

Genre : Pure Smut (MDNI)

Warnings : Pet names, mentions of dubious consent (reader and Minho establish boundaries beforehand), degrading, manhandling, fingering, little bit of oral (f receiving), squirting, car sex

8 Days of Kinks : Day Two [Lee Know] + Dub-Con

Notes : Day two of eight days of kinks, I'm so excited!! Can't wait to release the rest of the fics ~

Word Count : 2K

@daisykihannie Day 2: Here

You'd discussed it all a few days prior. Minho had expressed interest in doing something a little more... raunchy, something different from what the two of you had stuck to for the majority of your relationship with experimental moments here and there, and you'd expressed interest in specifically dub-con. After his initial shock and surprise at something that could be considered taboo, he'd sat and listened to you explain before brainstorming a small simple plot the two of you could start off with. You later delved into discussing things you wanted, didn't want, would and wouldn't say, and a clear safeword. Then, you'd planned on when it would happen and a location to make the fantasy become reality.

Your wonderful, perfect boyfriend, Minho, would play the part of a lurking and alluring stranger who watched you throughout the night at a smaller afterparty that took place in a larger club settled in the downtown of the city. He'd close in on you when he was ready, when he'd had enough of watching you purposefully rub on the others and cling to their arms as if they were your boyfriends instead, and he'd steal you away.

"You're a pretty little thing," Minho's voice is loud over the music booming through the building. He'd approached you after watching you dance with Felix for a while, the blonde's hand low on your back while the other sported a lowball glass - and your own had slipped up the Australian's arm to tangle in the hair that fell over his shoulders. You'd been swaying lightly with the man as you enjoyed the moment together, both fuzzy with alcohol and dazed in the eyes. You hadn't even noticed your boyfriend coming over to the two of you in your drunken haze, having been four drinks in and still sipping from Felix's glass whenever he let you - and that man did not drink lightly, Tequila on the rocks in his hand.

You giggle over the comment that floods from your boyfriend's lips as he leans in closer to your ear so you can properly hear him over the music - and say some heinous shit without the man beside you being able to listen in. Not that Felix would catch on anyways, he was too far gone and busy ogling Changbin's arms from afar. "Thank you," you coo, voice heavy with alcohol and slurring with want. "You're not.. too bad yourself."

Minho's eyes roll. He presses a hand to your arm, gently coaxing you out of Felix's hold. "Come on, let's get out of here." The two men lock eyes and Felix looks more than happy to give you up, in his own little drunken stupor when he glances to you instead. You'd turned to him - leaned in, even, and planted a kiss on his lips that lingered almost too long for Minho's taste. But he knew you were just playing it up, getting the younger man a little riled up before you left him on the dance floor by himself.

Felix sighs out, staring when you pull away with a soft goodbye and follow Minho towards the door. His free hand tugs keys from his pocket and as he exits the building, cold night air bites at the bare skin of your arms. Your face crinkles in distaste at the bitter feeling as you follow Minho to the car - and this is where the roleplay bit starts up the real fun.

"Do you just let random guys take you home often?" He questions, looking over his shoulder at you as he guides you with a hand on your arm towards the SUV. You hum out in reply to his drawing question, head nodding weak and bobbing along your neck with every drunk little sway. With a glance down at his keys, the button clicks to unlock the vehicle and the tail lights flash briefly. He reaches to pop open the back door of the car and, to your confusion, turns to face you.

"Get in."

You blink up at Minho, your eyes falling to the backseat of the SUV that he tries to guide you into. "Get in?" You question, voice soft and breaking from the dry spell the alcohol had cast upon your throat. "But I don't -"

"I said, get in." Your boyfriend's hand gripped tight at the back of your dress, pushing you up into the backseat despite your struggle. You choke and gasp out when he's suddenly shoving you up into the vehicle while you try to fumble for a grasp at the edge of the door. Minho blocks your attempt and pushes your arms down in a more aggressive manner than you expect, but you let him manhandle you into the backseat and spread your body across the leather.

It's less than a moment before he's crawling in with you, slamming the back door shut and hovering above your heaving form. You whine out when he pushes both of your hands up above your head, securing them there with one of his own and a tight grip on your wrists.

"Be a good girl and stay still for me, yeah?" He'll coo, free hand dragging down your stomach and over the fabric of your tight little dress he'd been ogling all fucking night. Minho's fingers snag the hem and rip it up over your hips, making you whimper out about how it hurts when he pulls at you like that. "Boo hoo," He huffs out a laugh, eyes focused on the damp lace of your panties.

"You're so fucking wet and you expect me to be convinced you don't want this. You're like all the other sluts in that club, desperate for some guy to shove his cock in them and plug them up."

You squirm, bucking your hips up when Minho runs his fingers down over your clothed folds only to stop there. He stares down at you as if questioning on whether you really just did that, wriggling so much when he was giving you everything you wanted so willingly.

"Quit it," He bites, punctuating his demand by landing a slap right against your pussy. You jerk in surprise and whine out, head tipping back to try and hide the way your brows furrow with admiration at your boyfriend's acting.

"Fuck, 'm sorry," You whine in reply.

"No you're not. Look at you, wiggling and whining and acting like a little bitch. You should feel lucky I'm the one doing this to you with how all of the other men in that club were trying to catch glimpses up your dress. Who let you wear something this short, anyway?" He hooks a finger in the hem of your dress now bunched against your waist, pulling back and letting it snap against your bare skin.

You hiss, eyes rolling back in your skull.

The sting of your waist seems to drown out the feeling of Minho gripping at your panties, attempting to pull them down your hips and thighs. But you fight back - ever the pretty little actress - and snap your thighs shut around his own hips. He grunts at the force and impact, glaring down at you when you don't comply and make it all harder for him - though really, he loves it. Loves the entire scenario.

He fights to continue pulling your panties down before he slaps at your dripping cunt again, making you jerk in surprise - and then, again, because he's ripping the lace of your panties apart.

"You want to play rough? We'll play rough."

Your body jerks, eyes dragging back to your boyfriend above you when he dips a finger into your entrance and pushes knuckle deep with little to no resistance. "Look at that. You're so fucking wet." He chuckles, pumping the digit a few times into your pussy before adding a second - then a third.

You whine to let him know it's a stretch, the burn ripping through your hips as he preps you for what you hope is coming. Only Minho has no plans of actually fucking you, and instead uses what he knows he's good at to his advantage.

He shifts to get a better look at you, hiking your thighs further up and kneeling between your legs as he hums. Minho's free hand lets go of your wrists, trusting you to keep them there, before planting on the leather beside your head so he can look directly down at you. The silver chain of his necklace swings down and brushes your chin here and there when he adjusts his position, fighting the urge to rut his hips against you and get some relief of his own.

But this wasn't about him - was it? No, no. This was all about you. All about fucking you up, making you feel good and - at the same time - like you were in a bit of danger without the danger actually being present.

Minho huffs, adjusting his angle once more before ramming his hand against your cunt relentlessly. The ball of his palm rubs your clit each time he presses in knuckle deep, his fingers curling each time he retracts his hand to rub over the spongy little spot in your cunt he adores so much. The spot that makes you gasp and choke on your spit, eyes locked to your boyfriend's above you as he grins down at your blissful expression.

"Gonna come f'r me?" He hums, tone lowering the more he knows you're getting closer to your release. Your orgasm is approaching all too quickly - threatening to rip through you and hit you like a brick. When all you can do is nod, unable to get out a proper sentence with the way your moans rip out of your throat and fill the empty space of the car, Minho huffs.

"Not gonna come unless you squirt," His voice leaves him in a growl. "I'm not letting you come unless you squirt all over me, got it? You're not allowed - I want it. You're going to do it for me. Be a good girl -"

The coercion - the thought that really there was no way Minho could prevent you from your orgasm whether you squirt for him or not was enough to rile you up and over the edge - and get you to do just what he wanted.

His hand falters for just a moment in it's rough movements, harsh as it reels back before he continues pumping his fingers into your dripping pussy as you cried out. He only pulls away to rub over your clit in quick gestures side to side, using all four fingers to give you the best friction you could get in that moment, and he relishes in the way you cry and choke on your sobs when he doesn't stop.

He relishes in the way your juices soak into his shirt and jeans, splattering up his arm and over his wrist - and he relishes in the way you look up at him with teary eyes as he finally stops touching you to suck the sweetness off of his fingers. Minho finds that it isn't enough and leans down to let his tongue trail between your folds as well, sucking the essence from your puffy pink pussy before kissing over the insides of your thighs to make sure you know he's done being rough with you for the evening.

He peeks up when he feels your hand brushing through his hair, cheeks a bright red as you eye him between your legs. Minho cocks a brow, smiling slyly in your direction.

"You do realize I'm bringing you back to my place, right? I'm not done with you just yet."

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Day Five: Minho - Part Two

Pairing: Lee Know x Reader

Warning: Rejection & Smut.. that's it [18+ ONLY. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.]

Word Count: 1.2k

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Anxiety flowed through your body as you stood in front of your best friend. Lee Know and you had been friends for years, very platonic until last year when suddenly you began seeing him in a different light. You hated it, you felt like you were becoming some love sick puppy and you could barely even be around him anymore. You wanted - no need to confess to him. You had to let him know how you felt or your body was going to explode, well at least that's what it felt like.

“Are you okay?” He chuckles, bringing you out of your thoughts.

“Uh, yeah.” You awkwardly laugh. “I just.. I need to tell you something but I don't want things to change.” You whisper.

“Well, as long as you don't confess to me nothing will change.” He laughs. You stand there, your heart and stomach drop. You can tell he notices the change in your demeanor after his sentence.

“Y/N..” he starts as tears well up in your eyes.

“No, no.” You sniffle. “Don't. I've heard enough. It's all good.” You say, forcing a smile. “I'm gonna go.” You finish, turning around to walk away, your heart feeling shattered.

Over the next few weeks, you distanced yourself from Minho, you couldn't face him. Not after how embarrassing that whole situation was. He would text you to hang out or call you. Sometimes you'd answer sometimes you'd ignore it but you always had an excuse as to why you couldn't go out with him. And one night you went out on a blind date that another friend you had set you up on.

Han Jisung was cute, very sweet and funny. You had a great time with him and you were definitely excited to see him again. When you got home, you closed your front door, setting your purse down on the table, when there was a sudden banging at your door. It took you by surprise, making you jump before looking through the peephole.

“Minho?” You say, unlocking the door to open it for him. He's soaking wet, his chest heaving as he stares at you. “What are you doing here?” You ask.

“Were you on a date?” He asks.

“I was.” You confirm. “Why?”

“Don't.. Please don't do that again.” He says.

“Again, why?”

“Because, I fucking miss you. It's been weeks and I need you. I realized how fucking in love with you I am. I need you.” He yells. You're shocked. This was the last thing you had expected. Your mouth hangs slightly open as he stares at you. You don't even know how to respond.

“Fuck it.” He gasps, stalking towards you. He crashes his lips to yours, pulling you in closely to him. His hands and arms hold you tightly as your mouths move together, teeth clashing as he sloppily slides his tongue into your mouth. His hands begin to roam your body.

You break away from the kiss, just long enough to close your door before you kiss him again. You pull him towards the bedroom, your hands gripping the collar of his sweater as you turn both of you around, pushing him down onto the bed. He licks his lips as he watches you crawl onto the bed, straddling him. You sit up, lifting your shirt up and off, throwing it wherever. Minho's hands roam your stomach and back, reaching up to unhook your bra. Your tits fall out, Minho groans loudly, as he cups them, sitting up slightly to wrap his lips around your nipple, gently sucking. You start grinding yourself on him, slowly feeling his cock harden through your underwear. Your skirt rides up, his hands grab your ass, shaking it before landing a hard slap on it.

“Fuck me.” You breathe, grinding yourself on him even harder. Minho swiftly rolls you both over, him now laying on top of you. He lifts up your skirt before hooking his fingertips into your underwear, pulling them down and throwing them somewhere.

“In a minute.” He whispers, settling in between your legs. He licks a long strip up your soaked cunt, moving his tongue between your lips, flicking your clit. You cry out loudly as you try to buck your hips. He pushes you back down, holding you down as he sucks on your clit while twirling his tongue around. It felt so fucking good, you thought your whole body was going to explode.

“Fuck Minho.” You whimper, grabbing onto his hair. You grind yourself on his mouth, your orgasm quickly approaching. “Fuck.. shit oh my god.” You cry out. “I'm cum.. I'm fucking cumming.” You moan, your eyes rolling back as he kitten licks your cunt, trying to make your orgasm last as long as he can. He sits up, pulling his sweats down, letting his hard cock spring free. You lay there with your legs open, your chest heaving and your body weak as he lines himself up with you, pushing his cock deep inside you.

“christ.” Minho groans, enjoying the feeling of being inside you for a moment.

“Please.. please.” You beg.

“What, kitten? What do you want?” He asks, cocking his head to the side.

“I want you to move.. to fuck me hard.” You pant.

“I think we can do that.” He smiles, pulling himself out of you slightly, just before ramming himself back into you as hard as he can. You scream out in pleasure as he picks up his pace, snapping his hips hard into you.

“God.. you fuck me so good.” You cry out. Minho lifts your legs, putting your ankles on his shoulders. He holds your legs closed as he slams into you over and over, groaning loudly as he watches you. He loved the way you looked as he rammed his large cock deeper and deeper inside of you. You squeeze your fingers between your lips, touching your throbbing clit, rubbing it as he continues to fuck you.

“Cum on my cock, kitten. Be a good girl for me.” Minho pants, watching you bite your lip as your fingers work circles on your clit.

“Oh fuck.. I'm gonna cum all over your cock.” You moan, your fingers moving faster.

“Fuck, hurry, I'm gonna cum.” He cries out. You move your fingers faster, your second orgasm coming on at an alarmingly fast rate.

“Cum in my pussy, please give me a fucking cream pie.” You cry out, clenching yourself around him. Your orgasm explodes through your body at the same time as Minho, your clench around his cock as he cums in your cunt. “Fuck sakes.” He groans, pumping slowly in and out of you as he works through his own orgasm.

Once both of you are done, he pulls his cock from you, laying down beside you, the two of you both trying to catch your breath.

“Wow.” You gasp, staring at the ceiling.

“Wow is right.” Minho whispers, turning his head to look at you.

“I'm sorry.” He whispers. “I didn't realize at the time..” he pauses.

“Don't. It's in the past.” You smile.

“I love you.” He grins, leaning in for a kiss. You were on top of the world.

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BE MY VALENTINE — MINHO.

pairing: minho x reader(afab) genre: smut, NSFW warnings: established relationship, very soft sex, morning sex, creampie a/n: it’s part of my valentine’s collab!

the series of small kisses all over your face woke you up. you pouted at first, feeling the fingers delicately touching your cheeks. who would disturb you so early in the morning?

of course, today was february 14th. you totally forgot about it, being half asleep. you face immediately lit up with happiness, because who else besides your boyfriend could decide to wake you up in such a cute way.

when minho saw that you had your eyes open, he smiled at you tenderly.

“good morning, my love.”

“morning…” you hummed, closing your eyes again and trying to hide your face in the curve of your boyfriend’s neck.

minho wrapped his arms tightly around your waist, pulling you closer. you felt so secure and so warm right now. the smell of his shampoo was so familiar that you nuzzled his neck harder. he smelled like home.

minho chuckled. “don’t wanna get up?”

“mhm.” you shook your head.

“okay… let’s cuddle for a bit.” minho agreed to your lazy mood.

although he had planned a lot for the day, it could wait. he didn’t mind if you wanted to spend some lazy time together. he left one hand wrapped around your waist, while the other started caressing your thigh, drawing circles on it.

you actually managed to fall asleep again for a while. but the sudden ache between your legs woke you up. you opened your eyes, only to find minho looking at you with tenderness. his hand was still on your thigh, but not with the intention to turn you on.

giving him a caring smile, you pulled him by the neck, now making it into a real kiss.

what was meant to be a loving gesture, just to show how much you adore your boyfriend, escalated into a heavy make out quickly. minho didn’t get why you were all over him so suddenly, but he didn’t mind it at all. he just played along, sliding his hand closer to your panties.

“minho-” was all you said against his lips.

but it was enough for him to understand.

“fuck- you’re so wet, baby. i could slip right in.” he gasped, gathering some of your arousal with the pads of his fingers. it actually amazed him how wet you were already. pleased with the mess that he found between your legs, he circled his finders around your clit for a bit — just to tease you.

you couldn’t even come up with a proper sentence, only moans were a signal of how good you felt. minho chuckled. he wanted to play with you so badly, to hear you plea for his touch, but he couldn’t do it on a day like this.

“c’mon then.” he gestured you to climb on top of him.

“noooo,” you whined. “i don’t have the evergy to ride your dick.”

minho shot you a dirty glare, but complied. in a matter of seconds, he flipped you around, so your back was pressing against his toned chest. you could only hear him pull out his dick and start stroking it. it was nothing but slick sound and his heavy breathing behind you.

you wiggled your ass in anticipation. “babyyyy- i need you.”

“you know i can’t just put it in.” minho gave your ass a light smack in response. “wait a bit.”

as he promised, soon enough you felt the mattress sagging next to you. minho scooted closer, lifting your leg up and gliding his dick between your folds. oh, you were dripping wet. he didn’t even need to do anything more.

slowly, minho pushed his cock in and bottomed out, earning a pleased sigh from you.

“i’ve missed you so bad, baby.” he hummed into your neck as his cock started to slide in and out of your pussy.

minho wasn’t rough with it. quite the opposite. the pace was so slow and steady, it almost made you want to beg him for more. but it was satisfying even like that. his heavy breathing was ticking your neck, you could feel his chest rising up and down and his hand was holding you firmly in place.

you bit down on your bottom lip, trying not to be too embarrassingly loud. “you missed me? we just had sex yesterday.”

“and so what? i miss your pretty pussy everyday.” he said, making you laugh.

“you are unbearable, you know it?”

“that’s why you love me.” you could feel him smiling behind you. the moment that you were sharing right now felt so intimate, far from the usual rough sex you two liked.

minho’s thrusts became a bit faster. your eyes were rolling back in satisfaction. it felt so good, so safe and secure. you wanted to stay in that moment forever. your eyes shut as you were taking him all in. his hand then went to play with your clit, getting you to the edge even faster.

his cock was thick enough to make you cum, but minho just couldn’t keep his hands away from your pussy. his fingers were fully covered with your arousal. unable to resist the urge, he brought his fingers to his mouth, sucking on them with loud noises. and that alone made your pussy clench harder around him.

as he finished licking off your juices, the thrusts continued with a much faster pace. you could feel he was getting close — the dick was twitching so much inside you.

“minho–” you moaned, not really paying attention to the words that left your lips anymore. “s-so good-“

minho was making you feel so good on his cock, hitting every right spot. your brain became cloudy, thoughts weren’t forming properly anymore. you could feel your orgasm approaching.

“are you close, baby?” minho whispered right into your ear. you nodded eagerly. “then cum with me.”

the combination of his soft voice, quiet whimpers, his body pressing against you, and, of course, his dick destroying you from the inside, did their job. your legs started trembling as you moaned loudly before reaching your orgasm.

minho was chasing his release just right after you. your pussy felt so warm and familiar around him… he didn’t want to cum, he didn’t want to end this feeling. he just wanted to stay buried inside you for the rest of the day. but that didn’t stop the fact that was so so close to cumming.

he muttered a few words about how much he loves you, before you felt the warmth in your cunt. his cum filled you up so nicely, making you squirm.

both of you tried to catch your breaths as minho’s hand ran up and down your back. he remained buried inside of you. he wouldn’t take it out unless you asked him to. 

for a bit you just laid down, letting the moment settle in. you listened to each other’s breaths. the feeling of secureness and love grew inside you and it almost made you tear up.

but your stomach made you aware of it’s presence, growling loudly.

“we should eat something for breakfast.” you spoke.

“no.” minho replied, tugging you impossibly closer to him. “let’s wait for another five minutes.” 

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