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8th Grade : s.mg & j.yh

⇢ Synopsis: They’ve always just been your best friends. But Covid quarantine is making you all way too horny.  ⇢ Pairing: Yunho & Mingi x reader ⇢ Genre: smut, fluff.  ⇢ Warnings: extremely cute best friends to lovers, mutual pining, love, oral (f receiving), sex without protection, Big Dick Boys, threesome, hand job, fingering, thigh riding, semi-sub Mingi, dom Yunho, sleepy sex, mentions of covid, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, cock warming, spitting, pet name “Tiny”, Mingi is “pretty boy”, Yunho fucks her STUPID, etc… ⇢ Word Count: 8.9k ⇢ Tropes/AU’s: Best friends to lovers, mutual pining, slow burn, uni!Ateez, frat boy ateez, covid-19 ateez, non-idol au, uni au, 

It’s cold outside, and you can’t believe you have to be the one trekking through the weather when they’re the ones with a car. Well, you suppose calling Mingi’s shit hand me down 2001 Honda Civic a “car” is a little too nice. But here you are, walking up the steps to their apartment building, cold, and bundled in a jacket, simply because Yunho declared three weeks ago while drunk that he would no longer ‘lower himself to the level of that shit piece of crap Honda fucking Civic’.

His words had made Mingi cry a little, and you’d had to fight Yunho about it afterwards. He’d won of course, easily pinning you down, but your struggle had been enough to cheer Mingi up. You’d tried at least.

You don’t even have to hit the button to call up to their apartment, the door clicks, signalling the unlock. You bet Mingi’s been watching the street from the window again. You head up to the third floor where Mingi and Yunho have an apartment. Mingi throws the door open before you even knock, a huge grin on his face.

He’s dressed in an oversized light pink crew neck and some grey sweatpants that still have your high school crest on them. You’re wearing your matching ones. Movie night is sacred, and you all have to look the part. His glasses are round, and they show off his dazzling eyes, which always seem to sparkle in wonder at the world around him.

He pulls you into a warm Mingi hug, lifting you off the ground to bring you inside. His shirt smells like lavender, and you’re shocked the two of them have finally started using the detergent Mingi’s mom had dropped off months ago when he’d first moved. The lavender is nice, and it makes you smile as you burry your face against the soft fabric, breathing in the warmth and aura of your best friend.

“You’re cold!” Mingi says when he lets you go, looking at you with wide eyes.

“It’s cold outside.” you note.

“It looks cold.” Mingi agrees, nodding and his lip pouting out a little in sympathy. He hates being cold, and is always bundled up in more than is ever necessary. 

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✴︎ Bouncing on tired older bf toji’s cock after work while he drinks beer </3

Toji’s already grunting when you drop your weight on his lap. soft, bare thighs straddling his hips and bracketing around him like it’s your goddamn seat, and not the couch. He doesn’t even look at you—just sits there, all slouched and grumpy—drenched in dried sweat and work stress while he nurses a half-empty beer while Outdoor Boys plays on the TV behind you.

“You got no patience, do you?” he mutters lazily, eyes flicking over your tits as you shimmy out of your sleep shirt, already bare underneath. “Didn’t even let me shower first, dirty girl”.

You ignore him. His cock is already inside you. You made sure of it, of course.

And now you’re finally bouncing on his dick sloppily, skin slapping hard and loudly as you stuff him all the way up into your guts, whining and gasping every time he brushes deep inside your cunt—deep enough to knock something loose in your pretty empty head. Your hands are gripping his solid, broad shoulders but you’ve got no rhythm. Just frantic little bounces and desperate circles of your hips as your horny pussy slobbers all over his fat cock.

“Fuck—,” he grunts, one big hand casually groping your bouncing ass, spreading your plushy cheeks open like he owns you—like you’re just something for him to play with while he watches TV. His thumb slides down to your stretched out hole, teasing around it with a slow drag and feeling how sticky you are. “You’re frothing all over me, baby. What the fuck did you do today—lay around thinking about this cock?”

“Mhmh—uh-huh!,” you nod like a stupid idiot, glossy lips parted into a gaping O, drooling down your chin as your cunt sucks around him. “I missed it—missed you, missed your cock, missed feeling so full—fuck, daddy, I needed it—!”

“Yeah?” he sneers, calloused thumb moving higher and rubbing nasty, teasing circles on your tight rim while he drinks his beer. “Needed to be filled like a little fleshlight while I’m out busting my ass all day?”

You sob, hips jerking desperately for more as your pussy clenches around him hard. “Y-Yeah… m’sorry!”

He tsks and takes another slow sip, beer trickling down his jaw. He doesn’t bother wiping it. “Don’t even care I’m all fucking filthy. Got home not even ten minutes ago, and you’re already stuffing my cock back inside you like you’d die without it”.

Your head nods again, uselessly. Drool’s running down your chin now—shiny, your boobs bouncing wildly with each sloppy grind of your cunt down his length. He’s not even thrusting. You’re doing all the work. He just sits there—sweaty, big and mean—one hand bruising into the meaty flesh of your ass and the other’s holding his beer, still barely looking at you.

“You’re so mean…” You whimper, thighs shaking as you try to bounce faster. “You’re not even helping—”

He finally sets the beer down with a heavy clink, piercing eyes dragging up to meet yours. “You want help?” he growls, gripping your hips in both hands. “Fine”.

And then he slams up into you.

Once.

Twice.

Over and over till your eyes are rolling back and you’re moaning like some crazy pornstar bitch.

Your body jerks with the force of it, your mouth wide open in a broken moan. Toji’s cock bullies your insides, thick and heavy and slicked up with your cream, and he doesn’t slow down. He just uses your body like it’s nothing. His sweaty chest brushes your hard nipples every time he yanks you down. Pounding you till your brain turns to mush.

“Dumb fucking thing,” he groans, watching you fall apart on his dick. “Needed daddy to fuck the thoughts right outta that pretty head, huh?”

“I—fuck!—I’m gonna cum, daddddy—!”

“Yeah you are. Fucking better. You make this mess, you take this cock, you cum on it—nasty slut”.

Your whole body shudders as you fall apart, screaming and creaming around him while your ass bounces like a toy in his lap.

And Toji? He leans back on the couch again, grabs his half-canned beer, and smirks like he’s proud.

“Next time, wait till I’ve had a bite to eat, kiddo”.

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class project

🌙 staring. Mingyu & Wonwoo x afab!Reader

🔮 synopsis.  You’re less than enthusiastic about being paired with notorious frat boys Mingyu and Wonwoo for a class project. They make it a point to change your opinion of them… by being the ultimate meanies. 

cw/ tw. Mean Dom Wonwoo, threesome, unprotected sex, oral (m/f receiving), hand jobs, fingering, spanking, choking, biting, thigh riding, marks, dirty talk, pet names, degradation, voyeurism, edging, making Mingyu read a class project while Wonwoo rails you, etc…

👹 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 9.3k

🍭 aus. frat/uni au, poly, etc…

☀️ mlist + an. meanie own my life

“So when do we want to study?” you ask, twirling your pencil and fighting the urge to pop a bubble with your gum - which you’ve been told is annoying - as you eye the two men sitting across from you.

They’re both looking at something Mingyu’s phone, and neither of the notorious frat boys react to your question. Mingyu giggles at something on his screen, and Wonwoo shoves his friend’s shoulder.

You sigh, done with their antics, and besides, you have a class to get to. “I’m free Friday-”

“We have a frat party on Friday,” the elder of the two men breathes, still not looking at you, eyes continuing to scan Mingyu’s screen while he reads something that makes his friend giggle again.

Of course Wonwoo has selective hearing and can only respond to you when it’s to protect his precious plans for a party-

“But,” Mingyu says, looking up finally and flashing you a soft smile - you can see why all the girls bend over backwards for the tall photography major - “You could come to the frat before the party and we could study then,” he suggests. “You could even stay for the party if you want!”

You sigh, exchanging phone numbers, and although you tentatively agree to stay for the party afterwards, you have no intention of actually following through.

You just want your project done.

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- JEON WONWOO

works. 26 I words. 239.6k

solo works. 9 works featuring other members. 17

No Face - Wonwoo

💙 preview. Wonwoo is even more gorgeous than you’d ever imagined the anonymous No Face being, and this time, when you close your eyes to listen to the cam boy moan, you imagine your history partner above you, his hand down your pants as he rubs you closer and closer to the edge. 

tw/cw. Unprotected sex, mutual masterbation, mention of cam shows/watching cam shows, extreme dirty talk, alter ago dom cam boy Wonwoo, pussy eating oral, multiple reader orgasms, overstimulation, praise, encouragement, multiple sex scenes, fingering, body/breast worship, etc… I pet names: (hers) baby.

💎 rating.18+ explicit I wc. 7.6k 

Deal Maker - Wonwoo

💙 preview. You grasp at the blanket on his bed, writhing beneath him while he licks and sucks and- fuck, he just knows you so well- there’s no need for direction, no awkward moments of exploration, he just… he knows what to do, and it drives you wild. You’re completely in the moment, experiencing a raw pleasure you’ve only ever read about in erotica.

tw/cw. Unprotected sex, breast worship, pussy eating, overstimulation, dirty talk, praise, multiple sex positions, multiple reader orgasms, cumming together, dry humping, foreplay, slight corruption kink, etc… I pet names: (hers) sweetheart. 

💎 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 8.7k

Nerd - Wonwoo

💙 preview. Look up at me for a moment, gorgeous,” Wonwoo commands, and you do as you’re told. He meets your gaze, his skin flushed from your mouth suctioning on his cock. “Just need to get your eyes right for your character,” he explains, threading his fingers through your hair and aiding you up and down on his throbbing length. “Such pretty eyes. You look so good staring up at me with your mouth stuffed full, baby.”

tw/cw. Unprotected sex, use of dragon knotted dildo toy, use of vibrator, multiple reader orgasms, blow job, dirty talk, slight power play/humiliation, clit sucking, overstimulation, pussy stretching, reader rides the toy then Wonwoo uses the toy to make her cum again, talking reader through it, mutual masturbation, Wonwoo strokes himself off to the reader using her toys, etc… I pet names: (hers) baby. (Wonwoo’s) puppy

💎 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 3.9k I gamer au

After The Seminar - Wonwoo

💙 preview. In truth, Wonwoo has been tired. You haven’t fucked since the first night of the seminar, and although that was only two days ago, you’re definitely feeling the loss. On top of that, being wined and dined and looked after always makes you hornier than usual, and Wonwoo has been extra ‘husband’ today. He’s just so perfect. Well-mannered, kind, educated- God, you want him so bad.

tw/cw. sugar daddy Wonwoo, gentleman in the streets/softdom in the sheets, reader doesn't want to make choices, daddy/control kink, fingering, multiple orgasms, oral, blow job, deep throating, dirty talk, praise, masturbation, unprotected sex, holding hands while fucking, implied breeding/fullness kink, etc… I pet names: (hers) honey. (his) daddy.

💎 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 6.3k I sugar daddy au

Twisted Fate - Wonwoo

💙 preview. “He deserved it,” Wonwoo assures you, reaching out to grab you by the back of the neck, pulling you closer. He’s covered in blood, and he looks like a sexy, wild monster. But he’s your monster, and you can’t help but react, leaning in- “Jesus Christ,” you hear Jeonghan breathe, turning to give you and Wonwoo privacy while he presses his lips against yours hungrily. At first, you can try to ignore the wet liquid on your fingertips as you grab at his strong shoulders, but you can’t ignore the taste on his tongue. Your body goes rigid and Wonwoo pulls back with a sigh, resting his forehead against yours. It’s an oddly peaceful moment amongst the chaos.

tw/cw. murder/blood, dickhead vampire wonwoo, yandere subthemes, kidnapping?, biting, blood play, throat grabbing, manhandling, begging, controlling!wonwoo, praise, dirty talk, fingering, mean dom Wonwoo, multiple reader orgasms, finger-licking, choking, unprotected sex, big dick Wonwoo, size kink, slight dacryphilia, gentle spanking, dumbification, begging, hair pulling, etc… I pet names: (hers) darling, brat, pet, etc.

💎 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 14.3k I vampire au

Rogue - Wonwoo

💙 preview. “Lay back,” he instructs next. “I’m going to take your panties off.” Your heart races in your chest as you realize what he’s about to do, and you fall onto your elbows on the hood of his car, breathing heavily as Wonwoo leans down and begins to press kisses up your bare legs. His fingers hook in your panties, and he drags them down, exposing your hot core to the cool evening air. You can’t help the gasp that leaves you, and as Wonwoo positions your thighs over his broad shoulders, you think you might actually faint from the tension.

tw/cw. protected sex,pussy eating, blow job, deep throating, swallowing, oral (f/m receiving), exhibitionism (sex at a lover's lookout on the hood of his car), multiple sex scenes, Wonwoo's broad shoulders #confirmed, teasing through panties, hair pulling, breast worship, mutual orgasm, night terrors, mentions of a bad past, cuddling, etc… I pet names: (hers) angel.

💎 rating.18+ explicit I wc. 15.5k I collab. 70's collab

When You Gave Me Your Name - Wonwoo

💙 synopsis. he’s a fae that lives forever, and you're his mortal soulmate, created to tantalize him, over and over again

cw/ tw.  body worship, oral (m/f receiving), fingering, lots of foreplay, praise, petnames, multiple positions, unprotected sex, etc…

💎 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 5.2k I fae king au

Players - Wonwoo

💙 synopsis. When Wonwoo’s group of streamers started interacting with another team, Wonwoo never expected to meet his match with a gamer by the name of FaeDaddy. Competitive to a fault, the two clash heads as Fae gets more engrained with the group. She’s used to being ‘Daddy’ and having an army of simps behind her, but what happens when she decides it might be fun to tease the only guy who hasn’t wanted to simp for her.

cw/ tw. switchblade play, use of toys/vibrators, pet names, daddy, sir, power dynamics, power bottom/brat oc, spanking, degradation and mean pet names but it’s Wonwoo, unprotected sex, choking, 69-ing, oral (f/m receiving) size kink, man handling, a lot of pushing oc into the bed with his entire body, mean wonwoo, phone sex, sex in public, marking, quickies, multiple sex scenes, etc…

💎 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 19.7k I gamer au

Double Trouble - Wonwoo I ft. Mingyu

💙 preview. Despite your tense relationship with Seungcheol, you’ve done your best to support him as a sister, and you know his teammates by sight alone. Jeon Wonwoo and Kim Mingyu, two Olympians… two sexy, athletic, very fuckable Olympians. You’ve watched Too Hot to Handle and Love Island, you’ve watched Singles Inferno, and you’re not on any of those shows. No, you’re in Thailand for your brother’s wedding, staring at his work besties like they’re your next meal. You know how problematic this is, but you’re yet undecided on just how far you want to go with this. All you know, is you’re alone at a bar, there’s two gorgeous men, and you’re feeling just lonely enough to go talk to them. 

tw/cw. Unprotected sex, threesome, pussy eating, blow job, fingering, masturbation, spit roasting, double penetration, doggy style, missionary, multiple sex positions, multiple reader orgasms, pain kink, spanking, spitting, choking, dom!Wonwoo, eager!Mingyu, overstimulation, breast worship, dirty talk, praise, dry humping/grinding, undertones of therapy/childhood sibling rivalry/bad family dynamics, etc… I pet names: (hers) gorgeous, baby.

💎 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 10.9k

Daylighter - Wonwoo I ft. Mingyu

💙 preview. Nothing in your life has ever been as sexy as this moment. Two strong men, one begging and whining while the other dominates. You, caught between them both, the source of their torment and their pleasure. They’re opposites, in temperament as well as being, after all, werewolves and vampires have historically never gotten along- but they agree about you, and right now, that’s all that matters. 

tw/cw. Unprotected sex, threesome, foreplay, fingering, squirting, pussy eating, sadism, breast worship, Eiffel tower, blow job (m receiving), hand job, praise, dirty talk, degradation, power imbalances, dom!Wonwoo, Switch!Gyu, masturbation, sloppy Gyu, etc… I pet names: (hers) baby.  

💎 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 9.3k

Good & Bad - Wonwoo I ft. Mingyu

💙 preview. “My new therapist says it’s healthy behavior to let Wonwoo do what he wants to do ever so often,” you explain, watching Wonwoo beat Seungcheol at the arm wrestling and proceed to down two shots in celebration. “I’m not sure how she can think him coming to frats, getting drunk, and getting into pissing contests is healthy, but hey, it’s not my job to counsel power holders.”

cw/ tw. Threesome, unprotected sex, dirty talk, fingering, dry humping, horny!gyu, dom!wonwoo, Wonwoo tells virgin!Gyu what to do, hand job, Wonwoo using his power to help y/n ride Mingyu, manhandling, size kink, groping, nipple pinching, praise, degradation, voyeurism, pussy stretching, cream pie, multiple reader orgasms, etc… I pet names: (hers) gorgeous & baby.

💎 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 8.8k I superhero au

Crossroads - Wonwoo I ft. Mingyu

💙 preview. If one neighbour is a Doberman, then the other is a Golden Retriever. They’re like night and day, and yet, you’re drawn to both, as if some gravitational or celestial power is pulling you to them… it also helps that they both have motorcycles. How had it been so easy to ghost Wonwoo in the past, only to find yourself at a crossroads with his roommate seven months later?

cw/ tw. Threesome, unprotected sex, multiple sex scenes, big dick Mingyu, creampie, oral (f/m receiving), blow job, deep throating, hand job, Eiffel tower/spit roasting, breast worship, nipple pinching, nipple licking, panty kink, eating pussy through panties, fingering, squirting, pussy stretching, praise, dirty talk, ‘sir’, dom!Wonwoo, switch!mingyu, blindfold/sensory deprivation, voyeurism, listening to your neighbour have sex, masturbation, reader reads erotica, mutual masturbation, slight dacryphilia, blindfold/sensory deprivation, inklings of humiliation, etc… I pet names: (hers) angel, baby. (Mingyu’s) gyu. (Wonwoo’s) sir. 

💎 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 19.8k I motorcycle au

Penance - Wonwoo I ft. Mingyu & 95 line

💙 preview. You’re hyper-aware of the fact that all four of your lovers are just outside the confessional, that they’re listening in- it’s making your mouth dry, your palms becoming sweaty as you rub them against your dress. “When you last confessed, you mentioned greed and lust as your sins. Would you care to elaborate more on that?” The priest asks. “Maybe it will be easier, now that you’re amongst… friends.”

cw/ tw. unprotected sex, orgies, 3some, 4some, 6some, creampies/filling kink, cum play, dirty talk, praise, degradation, fucking in weird places (a tank & church & outside & bathrooms), multiple sex scenes, choking, rough handling, manhandling, blow jobs, deep throating, oral, squirting, anal, double penetration, triple penetration, masturbation, exhibitionism, voyeurism, multiple orgasms, dacryphilia, overstimulation, possessiveness, sir kink, powerplay, free use subthemes, getting horny during confession, sins: lust/greed, fingering, sex as punishment/penance, jealousy, dubious consent/inclusion of a new person, spit-roasting/Eiffel tower, finger sucking, spanking, spitting, etc... I pet names: (hers) baby, beautiful princess, kitten, whore/slut, good girl, dirty girl, etc. (cheol's) sir. (gyu's) puppy. (others) etc...

💎 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 21.2k I zombie au

This Dream - Wonwoo I ft. Mingyu

💙 preview.“now I see the problem.” wonwoo’s voice makes you groan in annoyance, and you tangle your fingers in mingyu’s hair, dragging his lips to your own in an effort to block out whatever the incubus is about to say- “you’re a sex demon with a thing for love... that’s why you ran from me, isn’t it?” 

cw/ tw. angst, mention of death by drowning, dark/yandere content, dream sex & dubious consent, vouyerism, dirty talk, dream exhibitionism, 3some, praise, unprotected sex, etc... 

💎 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 2.5k I incubus au

Clowns - Wonwoo I ft. 95 line & Mingyu

💙 preview. you’re a sad, blue, crazy, tulle’d clown - corset and all - riding one of the most beautiful men you know, on the hood of his best friend’s car, exposed to the cool night air, under the full moon on a Halloween night while four more men watch... what could be better than this? 

cw/ tw. dark content, group sex, 6some, orgy, degradation, praise, manhandling, size kink, dirty talk, oral (f/m receiving), dacryphilia, deep throating, protected sex, fingering, squirting, parking lot exhibitionism, voyeurism, marking, horror/clowns, choking, dumbification, etc...  I pet names. squeak (50), silly/sad/stupid/messy/little clown (19+), daddy (6), etc...

💎 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 13.3k

Celebrated - Wonwoo I ft. Mingyu

💙 synopsis.  after a long week working overseas, mingyu calls you and wonwoo to make sure you still miss him. And, because he’s the ‘breadwinner’ of the day, supposedly- he’s going to get to call more of the shots ;)

cw/ tw. 3some, phone sex, voyeurism, oral (f receiving), fingering, dirty talk, power play, sir (1), multiple orgasms, praise, masturbation, unprotected sex, etc…

💎 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 2.9k

Hazed - Wonwoo I ft. Mingyu

💙 synopsis. tensions have been high for a while, but an edible becomes the catalyst to a trio’d ascension to cloud 9, being a little hazy has never felt so good

cw/ tw. size kink, alcohol/weed consumption, man handling, dirty talk, switch!Mingyu, dom!Wonwoo, oral (f/m receiving), slight choking, face grinding, fingering, overstim, etc…

💎 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 4k

Rules - Wonwoo I ft. Mingyu

💙 synopsis.  Morning sex with Mingyu is always really amazing- but it comes with rules. 

cw/ tw. unprotected sex, 69-ing, oral (f receiving), fingering, anal/butt plug play, dom Wonwoo, switch Mingyu, praise, degradation, lots of pet names (princess, angel, baby, slut, etc…), bdsm type rules, etc…

💎 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 6.4k

Besties - Wonwoo I ft. Mingyu

💙 synopsis. Your best friend drags you to a frat party despite your budding relationship with a man named Mingyu, and your best friend even convinces you to let loose, after all, you might not be single for much longer… however when he tells you to let your freak flag fly and kiss randoms- neither of you can foresee the massive blunder you make when ‘some random’ ends up being the best friend of your new ‘boyfriend not boyfriend’.

cw/ tw. dirty dancing, suggestions of infidelity that are unwarranted, crack shenanigans/debauchery, teasing, pet names, propositioning, sexual tension, tsundere/strangers to enemies to lovers! Wonwoo, exhibitionism, dirty talk, threesome, simp Mingyu, Hard Dom Wonwoo, spitting, choking, fingering, unprotected sex, dumbification, etc…

💎 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 15.2k I frat au

A Break - Wonwoo I ft. Mingyu

💙 synopsis.You and Mingyu live a perfect life. He’s an idol by day, and a doting husband by night, who showers your new baby with adoration. Life is easy- but when Mingyu starts paying more attention, he realizes why things are so easy: because it’s not just the two of you raising your baby, there’s a third person involved, and your baby has no concept of what differentiates a dad from a baby sitter.

cw/ tw. 3somes, dirty talk, oral (m/f receiving), deep throating, some body worship, spit roasting, unprotected sex, mentions of voyeuristic themes and public sex, man handling, size kink, etc...

💎 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 15.6k

Class Project - Wonwoo I ft. Mingyu

💙 synopsis.You’re less than enthusiastic about being paired with notorious frat boys Mingyu and Wonwoo for a class project. They make it a point to change your opinion of them... by being the ultimate meanies. 

cw/ tw. Mean Dom Wonwoo, threesome, unprotected sex, oral (m/f receiving), hand jobs, fingering, spanking, choking, biting, thigh riding, marks, dirty talk, pet names, degradation, voyeurism, edging, making Mingyu read a class project while Wonwoo rails you, etc…

💎 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 9.3k I frat au

Anteric - Wonwoo I ft. Mingyu

💙 preview. when you bump into the guy that ghosted you, your model best friend and roommate, Mingyu, steps up to be your fake boyfriend for the night... and when the asshole is hired at your workplace, your other roommate, twitch gamer Wonwoo, is roped into the charade too - “polyamory exists dude, get over it.”

cw/ tw. 3some, dom/gamer/alt Wonwoo, Switch Mingyu, choking, spanking, handcuffs, slight pain kink, toys, vibrator, fingering, oral (f receiving), squirting, some overstim, nipple play, finger sucking, sex without condoms, some degradation, shower sex, multiple rounds, marking, jealousy, size kink, etc... I pet names. kitten, lazy bones,etc...

💎 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 16.6k I roommates au

Cuff 1 - Wonwoo I ft. Seungcheol & Vernon

💙 synopsis. You and Vernon have been together forever, and your relationship is almost perfect… but it’s missing something. When the young member mentions wanting to spice things up a bit in the bedroom, his hyungs Wonwoo and Seungcheol are more than happy to give you and Vernon some in-person lessons. aka: You and Vernon want to try bdsm, S.coups and Wonwoo help.

cw/ tw. vouyerism, toys, vibrator, power dynamics, unprotected sex, Vernon’s the only one who gets his dick wet, etc...

💎 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 4k

Cuff 2 - Wonwoo I ft. Hoshi & Vernon

💙 synopsis. You and Wonwoo have been together forever, and your relationship is almost perfect... but it’s missing something. When he, Hoshi and Vernon have the dorm to themselves one weekend, they find their way into Jeonghan’s *toy box* which hatches a plan for Hoshi to wiggle his way into you and Wonwoo’s sex life. aka: You and Wonwoo get propositioned by (mainly) Hoshi, and Vernon

cw/ tw. foursome, oral (m/f receiving), fingering, mentions of lots of sex toys, voyeurism, Dom! Wonwoo in charge, Vernon is pining, no actual penetration, oral spitroasting, sex on the dorm’s dinner table, food bribery for sex, mentions of Mingyu being a regular third in Wonwoo’s relationship, etc...

💎 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 3k

Night Out - Wonwoo I ft. Mingyu & Vernon

💙 synopsis. Vernon goes out for a night with Mingyu and Wonwoo to experience the ‘fun’ they always have. You go out to find a hot guy to take you home, you score threefold. 

cw/ tw. foursome (Orgy?), oral (f/m receiving), drinking, unprotected sex, Vouyerism, Wonwoo low key LOVES to watch, spit roasting, spanking, biting, deep throating, different sex positions?, i dunno, it was semi tame, petnames, dom!Wonwoo, switchy sub leaning Mingyu. 

💎 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 4.3k

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no face

🌙 starring. Jeon Wonwoo x afab!Reader 

🔮 preview. Wonwoo is even more gorgeous than you’d ever imagined the anonymous No Face being, and this time, when you close your eyes to listen to the cam boy moan, you imagine your history partner above you, his hand down your pants as he rubs you closer and closer to the edge. 

tw/cw. Unprotected sex, mutual masterbation, mention of cam shows/watching cam shows, extreme dirty talk, alter ago dom cam boy Wonwoo, pussy eating oral, multiple reader orgasms, overstimulation, praise, encouragement, multiple sex scenes, fingering, body/breast worship, etc… I pet names: (hers) baby.

👹 rating.18+ explicit I wc. 7.6k 

🍭 aus. Svt cam boy au, frat au, university au, etc…

☀️ mlist + an. This is part 1 of a 3 part cam boy svt au. Each story can be read as a stand alone, but exists within the same universe :) Wonwoo is April, Seungcheol is May, and Mingyu is June. Find the complete masterlist here.

Prologue:

You never thought you’d be the type of girl to enjoy watching men get off through a computer. But then someone had recommended a cam boy to you, and one video had hooked you unlike anything else.

Being in university isn’t easy. It’s stress on stress on more stress and then a little bit extra stress just to round things out- and sometimes, a girl just has to get her rocks off without worries.

To you, cam boy No Face is the perfect distraction.

This faceless man, who usually films from the shoulders down. There’s something so specific and endearing about him. His pretty veiny hands, forearms showed off by black compression shirts with the sleeves rolled up-

His sounds are also like heaven, and sometimes you close your eyes and just listen to him, imagining he’s the one getting you off.

People talk about the dangers of porn, but fuck it, being a tad addicted to No Face is your own kind of dark chocolate and red wine, and no one is going to make you feel bad about needing an outlet for your pent up sexual energy.

He’s a gamer too, a faceless one the likes of Corpse Husband and Dream (before the face reveal of course), and you love the fact that he’s multidimensional.

When you’re studying, his gaming streams are in the background, and when you’re done studying and ready to reward yourself, it’s straight to his OnlyFans.

Recently, he’s taken to wearing a neon blue accented purge face mask, and you love the way his dark curls obscure around the plastic.

He’s a handsome man, you can just feel it in your bones, and you can feel your orgasm roll through every inch of your entire body every time you cum with the help of No Face.

One:

History classes can be a bit of a bore at times, and as someone of a recluse, you don’t get the joy of friendly chats with other girlies. No, history is your solitary work load, which is why you’re dreading the group project that’s being set up today.

The teacher gives students the benefit of choosing their own partners. This isn’t high school, and your professor knows most people already have connections that work well for this sort of thing… most people. 

You look around as people pair up, and you feel like there’s a frog in your throat. You don’t have it within you to make that leap, to ask someone to be your partner-

Which is when you notice the other antisocial person who sits at the back of the class. He’s handsome, with an angular bone structure. You’ve never once seen him smile, and that mirrored recluse nature throws you off a bit. 

To make matters worse, he has dark curly hair, just like your No Face, and everytime you look at him, your mind conjures up whispered words of encouragement to throw you over the edge, and your panties get wet in history, which is a very inopportune time to be getting horny if you’re honest with yourself.

His eyes meet yours, and you immediately look away, but you can sense him standing up to talk to you.

“Do you have a partner?” he asks.

“Uh… not really.”

“Me neither.”

There’s an xawkward silence for a moment, and then you release a sigh, looking up at him. “So… should we do the project together.”

“Guess that makes sense.” He nods.

You tell him your name, and he introduces himself as Jeon Wonwoo. You exchange details and as he speaks, there’s something even more familiar about him, but you brush it off. 

“So… when are you free?” Wonwoo asks, pulling you out of your daze.

“I could do the library after my last class ends, let’s say four oclock?”

“I’ll see you there.” 

Two:

Wonwoo is easy enough to work with. He’s not very opinionated, and he has let you choose what topic you wanted to work on for your project. Now, the two of you are getting preliminary readings out of the way, looking into the online research that would provide the backbone of your argument for the essay portion.

You find yourself looking at him very frequently, after all, he’s a striking man, and you’re a horny girl who has been so busy doing university courses that you haven’t had the time to get laid in forever.

Your gaze dips, and you stare at his hands as he toys with his pencil. It must be some sort of anxiety calming repetitive behaviour, the way he flicks it, traces his thumb and pointer down the wood, then flicks it again.

As you’re looking at him, you notice the details of his fingers.

Although No Face’s cock is significantly - significantly - bigger than this tiny pencil, the phalic shape is the same. You’ve watched so many No Face videos, and Wonwoo’s fingers are undeniably the same as your favourite cam boy’s. 

You feel like you’ve choked on air, and you look up at Wonwoo, imagining him with that neon blue purge mask.

He’s got the dark hair, the curls- he’s even wearing a black compression shirt today.

“Holy shit,” you whisper, drawing his attention immediately.

“Hmm?”

“Nothing, fuck, uh-” You look away, feeling your skin heat with embarrassment. “It’s just hot in here.”

Wonwoo simply gazes at you, and you find yourself standing up. 

“I’m just going to pop outside for some air,” you tell him, not even waiting for a response as you grab your phone and dart away.

It’s only once you’re under the blue sky, feeling the cool air against your skin, that you’re able to take a moment.

You’re in a group project with your favourite gamer boy OnlyFans model, and you’re going to have to pretend as if you haven’t cum to his videos countless times.

If this is how you’re going to react every time he’s around - skin heating, heart racing, hands getting clammy - well, you’re in deep shit. 

Three:

“No, I swear to God, Tina, my history project partner is No Face!”

Your friend is silent for a moment, simply watching you. “But like… how sure?”

“Tina!” You narrow your eyes at her with exasperation. “You know I watch him religiously!”

Tina nods. “I mean… there are rumours that some of the Sigma Veta Tau frat guys are into the whole cam thing, some of the sororities too.”

“Rumours?”

“Nothing confirmed, obviously, if any of them are in on that whole OnlyFans world, they’re smart enough to not show their faces.” Tina releases a sigh. “There’s a frat party tomorrow at SVT actually, maybe… we should go and I can see Wonwoo for myself.”

“Okay, but! Tina, I’m calling dibs.”

“You can’t call dibs! I showed him to you!” Tina argues.

“This isn’t time for girl code or anything else, I know you watch multiple streamers- No Face is the only one I watch, no one else has ever interested me. And I’m the one who made the connection! Tina, for real. Please.”

She releases a deep groan. “Fuck it. Fine. I guess. But if he hits on me, I’m going for it.”

“I guess you’re wearing a full sweater and showing no skin at the party tomorrow then.”

Four: 

Wonwoo’s shocked to see you at his frat for a party. From being in classes with you for the first part of term, he’s pegged you as a shy and quiet type, much like himself. All month, he’s never seen you speak to anyone. You show up, take your seat at the very back of the room, and don’t open your mouth for anything.

Luckily for Wonwoo, he’s into the shy and quiet type. While his best friends are loud and boisterous, he could never see himself with a party girl, which is why he doesn’t have much of a social battery for being at his frat parties for longer than absolutely necessary. 

Mingyu - the aforementioned loud and boisterous best friend - is next to Wonwoo, and Wonwoo can feel his gaze.

“Are you checking out that girl?” Mingyu asks.

“I have a class project with her,” Wonwoo responds casually, sipping his beer.

“She’s cute.”

Wonwoo simply shrugs, not wanting to divulge too deeply into his interest of you just yet. He’s a careful type, and with his scandalous online alter ego, he has to be.

“You should go get her a drink,” Mingyu continues.

“She’ll be fine.”

“If you don’t get her one, I will.”

Now Wonwoo turns to look at his friend, and the challenging gaze he receives in return makes him sigh. “Fine.”

“That’s my boy!” Mingyu grins, clapping Wonwoo on the back.

Despite Wonwoo’s confident persona online, he doesn’t have much experience with women. He’d gotten into the gaming scene first, learned how to be social and how to talk to followers of all types. Somehow that had translated to making an OnlyFans.

Choi Seungcheol, frat president, had seen his follower number on Twitch, and had suggested the creation of OnlyFans. Sex sells, and the business major had run the numbers. Cheol had broken down that if even one percent of Wonwoo’s following made the transfer to OnlyFans, Wonwoo could be making serious bank every month.

Both men were shocked to find a whopping five percent of Wonwoo’s followers had initially made the move with him to OnlyFans, and since then, that number has only grown.

Wonwoo tries to channel that confidence as he approaches you, and he kind of likes the way you jump when he gently touches your elbow to gain your attention.

“Hey.”

“Hi,” you respond, eyes wide. You look like a frozen deer, caught in headlights, and Wonwoo’s not sure if he wants to swerve, or hit this whole thing with full force.

“Want a drink?”

You nod, and Wonwoo leads you to the kitchen, where he finds you a beer.

“I’ve never seen you at one of these things,” he notes, stepping closer to you so you can hear each other over the loud music.

“I’ve never been to one,” you admit. 

“Are you enjoying yourself?” Wonwoo asks next, although, he suspects he already knows the answer.

“Uh… it’s loud.”

“Do you want to move somewhere quieter?”

He notes the way you swallow thickly, the way your pupils blow- but you nod, and Wonwoo once again grabs your arm to gently lead you to a different destination in the house.

His room is on the third floor, and he’s one of the lucky few that doesn’t have a roommate. The sound dies down significantly as soon as the door is shut behind the both of you, and Wonwoo welcomes the reprieve.

“I like your set up,” you tell him, looking around at all the neon blue and the PC set up.

“Yeah, I’m a bit of a gaming fan.”

“I can see that.” You’re quiet for a moment, and then you ask, “What are your favourite games to play?”

“Call of Duty is fun, League of Legends, Fortnite, all the usual ones,” he responds, moving toward his bed, where he takes a seat.

“Ah, right.” You nod, taking a sip of your beer.

“Do you game?”

“I watch gamers more than I play, you know, something to have on in the background while I study.” Your eyes meet, and you quickly look away.

There’s something in your body language that is throwing Wonwoo off, and the fact that you’ve just mentioned you watch streamers is a bit of an indicator that things might not be all that they seem with you.

Could you know who he is?

Was bringing you up here a mistake?

If you’ve ever seen one of his Twitch streams, will you be able to make the connection between him and the room?

It’s not like his streams show a lot of the room, but they show enough- and neon blue is a bit of a signature colour of his. 

Neither of you say anything, and then you take a quick breath. “Anyways, I’m here with my friend Tina, and she’s probably wondering where I am-”

“You should get back to it then,” Wonwoo tells you.

“Yeah. But uh… we’re still on for our library study thing on Monday, right?”

“Wouldn’t miss it.” 

Five:

When No Face puts up a new video on his OnlyFans, you take the opportunity to get a better look at his bedroom.

Two seconds into the video you’re convinced that your quiet history partner is, in fact, the notorious faceless gamer turned cam boy, and it makes your stomach turn into knots.

Is it bad to keep watching this, knowing what you now know?

Is it… disrespectful to Wonwoo to be watching him? To have your hand slowly snaking into your pants as your pussy gets wetter by the second? 

Do you have any chance with him?

Is this whole thing a dream?

You’ve been obsessed with one gamer/cam boy in your life, and suddenly he’s your history partner?

You thank whatever God is out there for this coincidental and miraculous turn of events, and you let out a breath as you begin to toy with your clit, relaxing against your pillows.

No Face has such a pretty cock. It’s the perfect size, and it looks even better with his long, slender fingers wrapped around it.

You listen to his quiet moans, and they urge you to echo them as you masturbate in your room.

Wonwoo’s only ever filmed himself. He’s a strictly solo man… there’s a possibility you have a chance with him romantically - or maybe even just sexually. If he gives you any chance at all, you’ll take it, everything else be damned.

Wonwoo is even more gorgeous than you’d ever imagined the anonymous No Face being, and this time, when you close your eyes to listen to the cam boy moan, you imagine your history partner above you, his hand down your pants as he rubs you closer and closer to the edge. 

Six:

You need at least one citation from a physical book for your report, so today, you and Wonwoo are perusing amongst the shelves, searching for a few titles you have identified for possible quotes.

Your heart is racing just from being near Wonwoo, and you sense his gaze more often than not.

“You okay?” Wonwoo asks.

“Hmm?”

“You’re quiet today.”

“I’m always quiet,” you retort… quietly. 

Wonwoo releases a chuckle, and you think it’s the first time you’ve ever seen him smile. The sight of his pretty pearly whites, the sharp canines, the way his eyes crinkle- it has your stomach erupting with butterflies.

“More quiet than usual,” Wonwoo corrects himself.

“I think you’re more talkative than usual,” you point out.

“Maybe.” 

You take a breath, wondering if you should tell him that you know who he is. 

If you tell him, it’s an admission that you’ve seen his Twitch or his OnlyFans- and you wonder if that will make him uncomfortable.

The two of you are quiet for another couple of minutes, but finally, you can’t take it anymore.

“I’m just going to say it,” you blurt out, drawing his eyes. “I know who you are.”

“Hmm?”

“You’re No Face, aren’t you?”

Wonwoo is quiet.

A groan escapes you. “Fuck, this whole thing is so uncomfortable, I shouldn’t have said anything, because now it’s going to make you uncomfortable-”

“I’m not uncomfortable,” he interjects.

“You’re not?”

Wonwoo shakes his head. “Just wondering which platform you’ve watched me on.”

Your heart lurches violently in your chest, and your throat all but closes up again. You choke a little on your response. “I, uh- I-”

“I’m guessing both,” Wonwoo concludes.

You’re gaze moves down the floor immediately, that familiar heat blooming through your skin, a sign of the embarrassment that surges through you.

“It’s kind of hot that you’ve watched me before,” Wonwoo sighs. “How could you tell it was me?”

“Your hands,” you say meekly.

“My hands?” You can hear the shock in his voice. “Wow, you must watch me a lot.”

“I do,” another half whimpered response, an embarrassed admittance of your cam boy loving ways.

“Don’t be shy about it,” Wonwoo tells you, and he steps closer. You instinctively move back, only for your shoulders to bump into the shelves behind you. It’s interesting how suddenly your history partner has changed from shy boy Wonwoo, to confident cam boy No Face, and you can feel your core getting wetter with each tension fueled moment. “I appreciate you being transparent with me.”

You finally look up at him, and you catch Wonwoo’s gaze dip to your lips.

Before you can even register what’s happening, Wonwoo is leaning in, and your body reacts on it’s own accord.

Your arms throw themselves around the back of his neck, and you press your lips to his. Your chests meet as Wonwoo wraps you in his embrace, his mouth hot as it moves on your own. He pushes you back against the shelves and you can’t even find it within yourself to care that you’re making out with him in a library.

There’s no shame as you make out with Wonwoo, accepting his tongue into your mouth with a delighted groan, there’s only intense pleasure, and an ecstasy like feeling of absolute elatedness that you’ve never experienced in your whole life.

Then- a sound in the periphery of your surroundings makes you jump, and you pull away from Wonwoo, looking around wildly.

“Shit,” you whisper, tearing yourself out of his embrace. “This was- uh, that was- um… I have to go!”

You find yourself running away, and you’re not even sure why. All you know is that you’re completely overwhelmed, and once again, being in the presence of the notorious No Face has you needing air like a fish out of water needs H2O.

Seven:

You shouldn’t be shocked when Wonwoo sits next to you in history class. He doesn’t say anything, but half way through the seminar, his hand moves to your knee.

Your heart is racing in your chest, a mix of anxiety and excitement. He hasn’t reached out to you since you ran away from him in the library, and you have no idea where you stand with him, so instead, you just stare at his hand.

There’s this general sense that you both deeply want each other, and it distracts you all the way until class is over. 

As students stand up around you, hurrying to their next engagements, you turn to look at Wonwoo.

“What are we doing?”

“A project.”

“You know what I mean,” you sigh.

“We’re doing whatever you want.”

“Okay,” you take a breath. “But I’m shy, I don’t normally do hookups, and-”

“I don’t do hookups either.” 

“You don’t?”

“There’s a reason I do solos,” Wonwoo points out.

“I guess that’s true.”

“Does the whole No Face thing bug you?” he enquires.

“Not really,” you admit. “I mean, in this day and age, most people have done it. Not me, but, you know, most people.”

Wonwoo lets out a chuckle, then it dies down. “So… do you want to be there for my next stream? You know, sitting behind the camera, watching?”

You swear it’s as if there’s a flood in your panties, and your heart leaps like a professional olympic high jumper.

“Yes,” you squeak.

Wonwoo smiles broadly. “This will be fun.”

Eight:

You’re sitting on Wonwoo’s bed, body tense with anticipation.

His camera is set up, and it’s the only thing between the two of you as he lounges in his gaming chair.

The neon blue purge mask is obscuring his features, but you can feel his eyes on you. He’s hit the record button, and you’re committed to being a silent watcher as Wonwoo visibly slips into his No Face alter ego.

There’s something about the way his shoulders drop, the way he tilts his head back, exposing his pretty throat as he gets comfortable in the chair.

Wonwoo’s hand drops down to the front of his pants, and he palms himself gently, releasing a sigh.

“Feels good,” he muses, voice deeper than it usually is in every day life. “Wish it was your hands touching me though.” 

Your body tingles with the realization he’s talking to you. Sure, he dirty talks for his shows all the time, but today, it’s different.

Today, No Face is literally talking directly to you, but all his words will be eaten up by his subscribers too. It’s your very own personal cam show, and no one else ever has to know.

“Are you going to get started too, baby?” Wonwoo asks. “I can’t be the only one getting off, and we both know you’re here watching this because you want something in return. So don’t be shy.”

You swallow thickly, heart racing in your chest.

“How about this, I strip tease for you, and in return, you get yourself ready for me?” he suggests.

It’s almost hard to breathe now, but you nod, staring directly at Wonwoo. You know his eyes are on you. At this point, it’s clear he’s ignoring the camera completely, but with his face obscured by the mask, his subscribers will be none the wiser to the true event taking place.

Wonwoo starts by gently lifting up his shirt, exposing hard abs and a lean muscled body that has your core already throbbing with need.

Compression shirts are part of his brand, so Wonwoo stops the teasing there, hands instead dropping to the belt of his black jeans. He’s slow with undoing it, slow with the way his long fingers toy with his button and zipper.

He releases a sigh as he lifts his hips, pushing his pants down to his knees. His thighs bulge where they press against the black leather of his gaming chair, but the bulge in his underwear is even bigger, and it makes you unconsciously lick your lips as your eyes stay glued to every motion.

“Come on, baby, be good for me,” Wonwoo tells you, and it snaps you out of your trance.

You realize you need to be doing something too- that’s the whole intrigue of this. Wonwoo gets off on camera, and you get off behind it. Mutual masturbation, in the sexiest possible form.

Truly no hands on, just self gratification while watching the other pleasure themself.

You remove your shirt, and Wonwoo lets out a groan. “That’s it.”

Deciding to keep your bra on for now, your hands slip to your own pants, and you carefully take them off. 

“Want to see you,” Wonwoo says, palming himself through his underwear.

Your hands are shaking as you remove your panties, body alight with energy. It’s not shyness per se- more like shock that you’re even in this situation.

You want it, so fucking bad, but it’s a truly difficult thing to wrap your head around. This situation is unlike anything you could have imagined in your wildest dreams, and you’ve never been more turned on in your entire life.

You’re now bare on your lower half, and you relax against the bed, lifting your legs so your feet are on the mattress, your pussy spread for Wonwoo.

He releases another deep groan, shifting his own underwear down.

His beautiful cock slaps up against his stomach, and he immediately wraps a hand around it. 

There’s a bottle of lube next to him, and you watch him spurt some onto his palm, when he brings it to his cock again, you begin to touch your pussy.

You start with your clit, drawing slow cirlces while Wonwoo strokes himself, matching your pace.

“Mmm, that’s good,” Wonwoo muses, relaxing back against his gaming chair. His head lolls back, but you know his eyes are still entirely focused on you. “I know you’re feeling good too, aren’t you, baby?”

Since he’s on camera, you know you can’t make a sound, but you nod aggressively, swallowing the lump in your throat as you apply more pressure to your clit.

“That’s it, rub harder,” Wonwoo encourages you. “Bet you’re all nice and wet for me already, huh?”

It’s hard to hold in the moan that threatens to escape you, but you nod again, biting your lip to force yourself not to make a sound.

“I can just imagine your mouth on my cock, sucking me so good,” Wonwoo says. “How I’d grab your hair and help you find a rhythm. Bet you’d kind of love choking on it, love the way tears roll down your cheeks as I use you.”

Your toes curl at his words, and you rub your clit even harder, the knots in your stomach tightening deliciously.

“When you got me to the edge, I’d switch things up. I’d lay you down on the bed, eating you out until you cum on my tongue, until your thighs are shaking around my head. I’d hold you down too, because I know you’d like that. Something tells me you want to be dominated, and I could show you what that’s like.”

It’s as if he’s read your mind, as if he knows you better than you know yourself.

“Once you’re good and ready, I’d finally give you my cock,” Wonwoo groans, increasing the pace of his strokes along his length. “Bet you’d love that, wouldn’t you? Love to have me spreading open your insides and fucking you stupid.”

Your breathing is shaky as you rub your clit, your heart racing in your chest. Your eyes close a little as you focus on the overwhelming sensation of pleasure that’s beginning to blossom inside of you.

“I think you should slip a finger in, baby, imagine it’s mine.”

Your eyes snap open again as you stare at him.

“Come on, do as I say.”

With a shaky hand, you bring your fingers to your core, slipping one into your obscenely wet hole.

“Hmm, that’s it,” Wonwoo groans. “Bet you wish it was bigger though, huh?”

You nod, biting your lip even harder in an effort to control yourself.

“Add another finger then. They’re still not as big as mine, but you can dream, right?”

God, you were not mentally prepared for this.

To be the sole focus of No Face is the most sinfully wonderful thing you could ever experience, and the way your body reacts to his commands- following through without your mind even registering it now-

Wonwoo has you in a daze, and you kind of love it.

“Fuck that pussy with those tiny fingers, baby,” Wonwoo encourages you. “I wanna hear it.”

You’re so wet you’re almost afraid his camera will be able to pick up the sound of your squelching pussy, but fuck it- he’s given you a command so you’ll follow through.

“That’s it, feels good, huh?”

You can see he’s stroking his cock harder, and it makes your mouth begin to salivate as you watch.

“Do you think you’re close, baby?” Wonwoo asks. 

You nod.

“I’m close too, something about this has me hornier than usual. Thinking about tasting you, about fucking you with my fingers then railing you with my cock- you’re doing something to me, baby, and I know I’m doing something to you too.”

You nod again, more enthusiastically this time.

“Rub your clit again, want to watch you cum for me.”

You do as he says, and you bite hard on your lip again, throwing your head back, eyes closing as you focus on the feeling.

Wonwoo begins to moan as he watches you, and you’ve seen enough videos of his to know that this is a sign he’s near the edge too.

You can hear the wet slapping of his lubed hand now, and you know he’s beating himself off hard and fast- you bet he wishes it was your pussy on his cock right now, and it makes your toes curl again as you get closer and closer to your own high.

“Fuck, that’s it,” Wonwoo moans. “Come on, you can cum for me.”

You nod, muscles tightening to an impossible limit-

“That’s it, that’s it-”

Wonwoo’s encouragement throws you over the edge and you fall backward onto his bed, grabbing a pillow to put over your face, muffling your moans as your orgasm washes through you.

Your whole body is throbbing with sexual energy, thighs already shaking as you continue to rub yourself through it- having not received a command that you could stop.

You pray to God that the pillow is enough to muffle your sounds, because the whimpers escaping you are no longer something you can keep in- especially when Wonwoo releases a grunt of his own, a sign that he’s cum too.

A shiver of tingles errupts through you at the notion that he’s tipped over the edge, that the two of you have cum together in a situation like this.

Your mind is practically blank except for this moment, and as your orgasm dies down, you can’t ignore the racing of your heart in your chest.

“That’s a good girl,” Wonwoo groans, voice drawing you back to reality.

You move the pillow away, pulling your hand from your core as you sit up again, blinking at Wonwoo.

He’s cum all over his chest, and it’s a big load too- fuck, part of you wants to just lick it up.

“You were a good girl for me tonight,” Wonwoo says. “Such a good girl.”

He’s gently toying with his cock still, but finally he stops, and after a deep sigh, he turns off the camera.

The two of you sit there in silence for a moment, and once Wonwoo has the cap back on his camera’s lens, he pulls off his mask.

His skin is flushed, and he looks absolutely beautiful. There’s nothing like a post orgasmic glow to bring light to someone’s eyes.

“You good?” he asks, voice returning to its normal tone.

“That was amazing,” you whisper.

“I can’t believe you’re seriously okay with all of this,” Wonwoo admits with a sigh, running a hand through his unruly curls before reaching for some tissue to begin wiping up his mess.

“I am.”

He chuckles. “I can tell you’re overwhelmed though.”

“Maybe a little,” you admit, anticipation bubbling through you.

“I think it’s best if we call it a night.” Wonwoo says, and something sinks within your chest at his words. “I want to fuck you, I do, but… I want to give you time to think about all of this.”

“I have thought about all of this,” you counter.

“You’ve thought about fucking No Face, but off camera, I’m just Wonwoo, and I don’t want you to be disappointed with… the reality of me. No Face is a persona, and I need to know you understand that.”

You consider his words, and nod. “I’ll spend some time thinking about all of this.”

“But we’re still on for studying in a couple of days, right?”

“Regardless of us, we have a project to finish,” you nod. 

Wonwoo smiles. “Thanks for coming today, it made a difference.”

Nine:

The two of you are studying in Wonwoo’s room, and as hours pass by, it’s getting harder and harder for you to focus.

There’s a tension in the space that you could cut with a knife, and your panties have been wet since you arrived.

In the past couple of days, you’ve given the whole situation a lot of thought… and you may have rewatched the camshow you did with him about a hundred times too.

“Wonwoo?” you ask, putting your laptop to the side.

“Hmm?”

“I wanted to talk to you about us.” 

He gives you space to continue and you take a breath. 

“I know that the whole No Face thing is a persona, and while he’s not you, he’s still part of you. Despite that, I like who you are too. You’re calm, and smart, and level-headed- and respectful too. Most men wouldn’t have done what we did and let me go home to process the situation. You could tell I was overwhelmed and you didn’t take advantage of me, which shows you’re respectful too. I think… you and I are kindred souls, and I’d like the opportunity to get to know you better, the real you, not No Face.” 

Wonwoo nods, and you can tell he’s thinking about what you’ve just said. “I want to know you better too. I never thought I’d find a cute, shy girl who would be okay with the whole OnlyFans thing. You’re quiet, but you’re kinky, like me, and I really like that.”

Your skin heats at his words, and a smile works its way onto your lips.

“Doing this project has been great,” Wonwoo continues. “We work well together, and yeah… I like you a lot. I want to give it a try too.”

“Good.” You take a breath, sitting up to move closer to him. “So… I think we’ve done enough studying, don’t you?”

Wonwoo chuckles. “Feeling needy, huh?”

“You’ve got a half chub already, so don’t talk to me about feeling needy,” you tease with a grin.

“Talking back, are you?”

“You said it yourself, you’re not No Face, you’re Wonwoo. No Face is a dominant, but Wonwoo… I’m getting vibes from you that you’re something else.”

He cocks his head to the side, looking at you with a smile. “I guess you know the real me better than I realized.”

“You talk a big game about being a dominant on cam, but… my guess is you’re softer in person, softer like this.” You reach out to stroke his face, and Wonwoo leans into your palm.

“Are you okay with soft?”

“I’m okay with a mixture,” you tell him. “Whatever feels right in the moment.”

“Part of me wants to fuck the shit out of you,” Wonwoo notes. “But… as a first time, another part of me wants to just be nice.”

“Then be nice, you can be rough later, I promise.”

“I’ll hold you to it.”

“You better.”

You move his laptop out of the way, swinging your leg over his hips so you can mount him where he’s seated on the bed.

His hands find your waist, and he looks up at you. God, he truly is so beautiful. 

You’ve kissed him before in the library, but that had been all fire, all passion, all pent up tension- as you lean down to press your lips to his now, you get the sense that everything about this interaction will be softer.

He’s not playing off as his alter ego, he knows you accept the real him, that you want to experience Wonwoo tonight, not No Face. 

As amazing as No Face was, you don’t want him to think that’s all you’re here for.

He kisses you gently, one hand moving up to cup your cheek. His tongue is tentative as it runs along your bottom lip, asking for entry instead of demanding it.

You tilt your head a little to make things easier as the kiss deepens, his fingers digging into your hip.

You begin to grind down against him, enjoying the pressure on your clit. He’s already hard, and you know he wants this as badly as you do, which lights a fire in the pit of your stomach.

With one movement, Wonwoo has you both rolling, and you end up with your back pressed to the bed, Wonwoo on top of you.

Now it’s his turn to grind down against you, and you kiss him harder, whimpering against his lips.

One of his hands snakes up to your breast, and he squeezes you through your shirt, groaning at the way you fit in his palm.

“Can I take care of you?” he asks.

“You can do anything you want,” you assure him, heart beating rapidly in your chest.

Wonwoo’s lips move to your throat, and then the swell of your cleavage. You throw your head back, closing your eyes and enjoying the sensation.

He’s gentle when he removes your shirt, followed quickly by your bra, and then his mouth is on your chest again. His lips are soft as they suck on your nipple, his tongue flicking the sensitive bud.

Your hands find their way to his hair, tangling in his curls as you enjoy the worship he’s providing you. Wonwoo takes his time with your breasts, and you can feel your pussy throbbing- you wonder if this is what blue balls feels like for men- this insatiable need to have attention on your core instead of the erogenous zone he’s currently enjoying.

Soon, Wonwoo’s mouth is moving down your body, and he slips onto the floor next to the bed. He takes off your pants and panties, moving slowly as if to give you time to change your mind.

But you’re not going to change your mind.

You want this more than you’ve ever wanted everything, and as he drags you to the edge of the bed, intent on eating your pussy like he’d talked about on cam, you give yourself over to him fully.

His hands massage your legs, and he peppers kisses up your calf, tickling your knee as he moves to your thighs.

Your legs adjust over his shoulders, and his hands grab at your hips as he leans in for his first lick of your pussy.

The contact of his tongue on your clit has you releasing a squeal of delight, your entire boy tingling with pleasure.

You can feel Wonwoo’s eyes on you as he begins to eat you out, his tongue pushing into your wet pussy before flicking back up to your sensitive bud again.

“Feels good!” you tell him, muscles already beginning to tighten with pleasure.

His fingers get a better grip on you, one hand moving to your thigh to hold you in place as he devours you.

He sucks your clit into his mouth and it’s a sensation that has your entire body reacting, the cord in your stomach tightening even more-

No one has eaten you out in practically forever, and to be having a man worship you like this- it’s getting you closer to the edge, faster than anyone else before.

“Shit,” you whimper, tangling your fingers in his hair again, back arching as the pleasure begins to build.

Wonwoo doesn’t relent, he eats you out like a starved man, his eagerness only growing with each second-

Your whimpers are getting louder, the sensation building more and more-

“I’m gonna cum!” you announce, eyes clenching shut as you teeter on the edge-

Suddenly two fingers are slipping into your pussy, crooking up so his digits can touch your sweet spot, at the same time, he sucks roughly on your clit and that’s all it takes to make you cum.

You gasp, your orgasm exploding inside of you unlike any other.

It’s all consuming in the best possible way, your body throbbing with unknown pleasure.

Wonwoo continues to finger fuck you, working you through it as wave after wave of ecstasy consumes you.

Your clit is almost too sensitive now, your thighs shaking, muscles beginning to hurt from the power of your high.

“Fuck, Wonwoo-” you whimper, pushing at his head.

He pulls away from your clit, his fingers slowing inside of you, and you can feel his eyes.

“You good?” he asks.

“Fuck, that was so good-” you groan, another shiver erupting through you when he strokes your inner walls again. “Need more.”

“Need what?”

“Your cock,” you tell him. “Need it so bad.”

“I’ll grab a condom,” Wonwoo muses, pulling his fingers out of your pussy only to plop them into his mouth.

As he stands, you freeze. “Wait! I’m on birth control!”

He stops, looking down at you. “Are you sure?”

“I’m sure I’m on birth control, yes.”

“No, I mean, are you sure about unprotected sex?”

“Well… I’m clean,” you point out. “I haven’t had sex in forever-”

“Me neither,” he admits. “Other than, you know, sex with my own hand.”

You stare at him for a moment, and from the way he cracks a smile, you know he’s making a joke. So you begin to laugh too.

“How have we both not gotten laid in a while?” you ask.

He shrugs. “Guess we’re both pretty shy.”

“And school is busy,” you point out.

“School, gaming and OnlyFans is definitely a lot,” he agrees, pulling off his shirt then kicking down his pants. “Move up to the pillows for me, want you to be comfortable.”

You do as he says, watching eagerly as he gets fully naked for you. 

God, his cock is even prettier up close, and you bite your tongue as he gets onto the bed with you. Your legs wrap around his hips instinctively, and you pull him in for a passionate kiss.

He begins to grind down against you, stimulating your oversensitive clit in a way that has you squealing with delight.

“I like your sounds,” Wonwoo muses, lips moving to your throat and ear, where he gently bites your lobe. “Was a shame I didn’t get to hear them during the cam show.”

“I tried to be good and quiet for you.”

“You were very good for me,” Wonwoo groans, voice dropping into the No Face cadence, which has your stomach flip flopping, pussy getting even wetter.

Wonwoo reaches between your bodies, adjusting the tip of his cock to your pussy. “You said you haven’t been fucked in a while,” he muses, “so if this hurts, or you need me to go slow, or stop-”

“I’ll be fine,” you assure him, cupping his face. “Just fuck me, please.”

Wonwoo kisses you then, slowly pushing his rock hard cock into you as you whimper and claw at his shoulders.

He fills you so well- your inner walls finally receiving attention from a real sized cock after way too long.

Your fingers - hell, even his fingers - don’t do his full length justice, and it feels like heaven once he’s fully bottomed out.

You both release a low groan, your toes curling with pleasure.

“I’m good,” you tell him, pressing kisses to his throat as your fingers explore his broad shoulders. “Feels good.” 

“You feel good,” he counters, beginning to move.

The drag of his cock along your core has you groaning, eyes closing as pleasure consumes you.

“Shit,” you whimper, holding him tighter.

“Shit,” Wonwoo echos again, picking up his pace.

You lay there, enjoying everything he’s giving you. As himself, Wonwoo’s not much of a talker, but you’re okay with that. The two of you simply gasp and moan as conversation, and you enjoy the feral aspect of sex, the part where you’re both overcome by the feeling of each other, so overcome that words aren’t even necessary.

Wonwoo presses his lips to yours again, kissing you fiercely as he fucks you harder and harder, until his bed is rocking and you’re scared people outside his door will be able to hear you moaning. 

But part of you doesn’t even care, you don’t want to hold yourself back with Wonwoo anymore, not like you did when he was on cam. No, you want him to hear every whimper, every groan, every squeal of pleasure as he fucks you better than anyone else ever has.

There’s a connection here, a spark, and it lights a fire inside you as Wonwoo fucks you for the very first time.

It’s passionate as you remain lip locked, your hands grabbing at his strong shoulders.

You don’t even care that it’s clear this will be a one position fuck session. Missionary has always been one of the more boring ways to fuck, but with Wonwoo- it’s downright magical. There’s nothing like it, being pressed chest to chest- as close as you can be as you do this.

Wonwoo’s groans are magic too, and they have your pussy throbbing depserately around him-

Then he slips his hand between your bodies, rubbing your clit-

Your pussy clamps down on him, a gasp escaping you as you break the kiss to look up at him.

“Want you to cum with me,” Wonwoo groans. “Please.”

You can’t respond, all you can do is focus on the building sensation- and in no time at all, you’re tipping over the edge with a loud moan.

Wonwoo returns your sound with a grunt, burying his face against your throat as he cums with you.

Your pussy throbs around him, milking Wonwoo of all he’s worth as he moans in your ear, fucking you through it all.

His hair is tickling your cheek, but you can’t even care as the orgasm swells through you like the waves of a warm summer ocean.

Your chests are still pressed together, and you can feel the beating of his heart. It’s almost dizzying, feeling this connected to another person, and it leaves your mind blank as you enjoy it.

Your arms are wrapped around him, cuddling Wonwoo close as his motions come to a stop, and then you just pant together, doing your best to catch your breaths.

You stroke his hair, releasing a deep sigh.

Wonwoo presses one last kiss to your throat before pulling away. “How do you feel?” he asks.

“Perfect.”

Wonwoo grins. “Me too.” 

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🔮 preview. You know there will be no more rough housing, no more use of the paddle, because No Face might be somewhat of a sadist, but Wonwoo is a pussy whipped softie, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

cw/ tw. Unprotected sex, foreplay, dirty talk, blow job, pussy eating, hand job, commanding/dominant alter ago Wonwoo, use of paddle, impact play, pain kink, fingering, slight sadism Wonwoo, multiple reader orgasms, mentions of sex toys, creampie, etc…   I petnames. (hers) baby.

👹 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 3k I teaser wc. 110

🌙 starring. Jeon Wonwoo x afab!Reader

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You love Wonwoo. You love him for all that he is, No Face and all, and you also love that despite his online alter ego, he’s very soft and giving in bed. However… sometimes, you just want to be man handled and dirty talked until your head spins, and your lovely boyfriend is more than willing to provide that for you on special occasions.

Today is your birthday, and after you’re done classes, you go back to your apartment to shower and get ready.

You’ve bought a very sexy outfit. Garter connected fishnets, a black push-up bra, a corset, sexy high heels, and a thong to complete the whole look.

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finals weeks got me thinking about getting fucked silly by toji to ‘let ur stress out’ so u can get a fresh brain to study after but that in itself is a stupid idea alone bc now he has u spread out on the bed - bc he loves seeing the helpless expressions u make and the way ur tits bounce so deliciously in his face and he can clearly see the way his cock disappears, sinks into ur dripping cunt - while he drills his big, monstrous cock into u without a break and ur head is now full with the image of him smirking down at u, ur eyes can’t see clearly from the way his broad shoulders obscures ur view, and the only thing coming out of ur mouth is chants of “toji—mmhh … toji, p-please!” not even sure what u’re begging for anymore since he’s already so, so deep inside of u that u can feel him in ur stomach. and he has the biggest, most cocky smirk on his face that u love so much, like he thinks u’re so sweet and helpless under him, such a sweet little girl to him. so pliant. like u have nothing else on ur mind but the fact that he’s fucking you so good u came before u could process what was happening, but he didn’t stop. toji just keeps going on fucking into u, and u can feel him growing in ur poor little cunt. having to take all that and more. he’s so big now it’s like he’s going to burst any seconds, and when he does, he fills u to the brim. he keeps pushing his swelling cock inside of u to get his cum to the deepest part of u, to ur womb. u feel so full now, u can taste and smell him all around and inside you and u moan at the way the mixture of your and his cum trickles down ur puffy hole. but of course, toji stuffs two fingers to stop them from leaking. “gonna put a baby in you next, sweetheart.” and ohh u clenched sooo hard at that.

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hazed

🌙 staring. Mingyu & Wonwoo x afab!Reader

🔮 synopsis. tensions have been high for a while, but an edible becomes the catalyst to a trio’d ascension to cloud 9, being a little hazy has never felt so good

cw/ tw. size kink, alcohol/weed consumption, man handling, dirty talk, switch!Mingyu, dom!Wonwoo, oral (f/m receiving), slight choking, face grinding, fingering, overstim, etc…

👹 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 4k

🍭 aus. collage au, stoner au, best friends to lovers

☀️ mlist + an. weed is legal in Canada and that’s all I’m gonna say about that 😂

Just as Mingyu’s starting to think ‘that edible was useless,’ the cookie he’d split with you and Wonwoo begins to take effect.

At first, it feels like warm hands running over his shoulders, prompting him to sink a little further into the couch. Then, the sufficiently stoned man notices the fuzzies dancing on the outskirts of his vision, and when he chases them - Netflix all but forgotten for a moment - the fuzzies become little light spirits that tip toe away, skittering and toying with him-

Smiling to himself, Mingyu turns to check on you and Wonwoo, eager to see if either of you are feeling it like he is-

You’re sitting between the two larger males, your head resting on Wonwoo’s shoulder while you discuss movie genres and scroll through Netflix.  

Mingyu loves sitting next to you. Loves the way his body dwarfs yours no matter what the situation- and he’s never more aware of it than when he’s high.

His eyes slide down your arms leisurely before landing on your thighs.

You’re in little sleeping shorts, and it’s times like these that he really appreciates them. 

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Hit : Vernon

🌙 staring. Vernon x afab!Reader

🔮 synopsis. You might not be great at taking the large bong your frat friends pass around at parties, but Vernon has at least one pipe you can handle ;)

cw/ tw. weed/drug use, shotgunning, sex without a condom, big dick! Vernon, cock warming, fingering, boob worship, soft pet names, lots of grinding/heavy petting and build up, cockhigh reader dumbification, etc…

👹 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 9.1k

🍭 aus. frat au, stoner!Vernon, love triangle, friends to lovers

☀️ mlist + an. soft stoner vernon can like… get it 👀

Prologue : Then 

As if your first day of university can’t get any more nerve-racking or heart lurching, you’re equal parts shocked, dismayed, and excited to stumble upon one of the prettiest guys you’ve ever seen when you finally find your orientation group.

Everything happens quickly, and you can hardly focus while the circle of 20 people go through short introductions, your eyes keep finding the guy that looks way too attractive to be a first year-

The man next to your mystery crush is a music major and introduces himself as, “Boo Seungkwan, but I’m Seungkwan, not Boo-”

Hazle brown eyes light up with a smile at his friend’s antics, and just as you’re about to start drooling at how pretty he is, it’s the man in muted tones’ turn to speak.

“Hi, I’m Hansol,” he says, giving a small wave to the circle. “I’m in history for sure, and maybe a minor in philosophy, but we’ll see.”

He has a way of speaking that transfixes you, a way of being-

But before you can think much more of it, your orientation group leader is announcing “we’ll now be splitting off into smaller teams to look at the different arts buildings you’ll be learning in for the majority of your time on campus.” 

You’re not a history major, so you don’t end up in the group that goes to take an ‘in depth look’ at the history building, and a rumbling of emotions builds within you when you watch the pretty boy disappear from view.

While you might be in the same faculty at the same university, it’s a big campus, and there’s no guarantee you’ll see him ever again. 

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- KIM MINGYU

works. 27 I words. 258.2k

solo works. 9 works featuring other members. 18

Sage & Stardust - Mingyu

🙂 preview.  “I think you’re amazing, and good with your hands, and pretty, and I enjoy spending time with you too,” he counters, echoing the entirety of your sentiment. You stare blankly up at the man. It’s clear he doesn’t know what you’re getting at. You wonder how fairies court each other- do they even court each other? Do fairies have sex? Or are they just… you don’t know, blossomed out of flower buds or something?

tw/cw. Unprotected sex, Mingyu holds y/n down by the wrists, size kink, mentions of possible bondage kink, heavy petting, worship, Mingyu is a boobs guy, nipple sucking, fingering, pussy stretching, foreplay, multiple reader orgasms, oral (f receiving), praise, dirty talk, etc… I pet names: (hers) my star. (his) Gyu.  

🍋 rating.18+ explicit I wc. 9.6k

Love, Cupid - Mingyu

🙂 preview.  “I need…” the cupid’s throat tightens and the words get caught. There are so many things he needs, he just doesn’t know where to start. Mingyu takes a deep breath, smelling your growing scent of arousal. When he looks down, your aura is practically pulsing between your legs, and it draws all his attention. He licks his lips, feeling confident this time when he says, “I need to taste you.”

tw/cw. unprotected sex, oral (f receiving), pussy worship, love drunk Mingyu, fingering, big dick mingyu, pussy stretching, hand-holding during sex, Mingyu is somewhat subby/switchy, mainly missionary to accommodate for his wings, sensitive wings, hand job,  mention of birth control, multiple reader orgasms, overstim, etc… I pet names: (his) big guy.

🍋 rating.18+ explicit I wc. 13.4k

Creep - Mingyu

🙂 preview. “If the roles were reversed - if you were a ghost bound to this apartment forever - you’re saying you wouldn’t watch me get naked every day?” He’s definitely got a point. As your eyes skim Mingyu's perfect form again, that tingle returns between your legs. There’s no reason for him to be as sexy as he is- murders aren’t the only shocking thing this man has under his belt and you can see that now. 

tw/cw. dark content warning, serial killer Mingyu, mention of suicide, touch starved mingyu, switch mingyu, pussy eating, pussy worship, blow job, hand job, fingering, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, big dick mingyu, pussy stretching, extreme voyeurism, mentions of non-consensual voyeurism, dirty talk, praise, choking, manhandling, etc… I pet names: (hers) princess. (his) good boy.

🍋 rating.18+ explicit I wc. 9.1k

The Alpha's Right Hand - Mingyu

🙂 preview. Mingyu had thought he’d lost you - if even for a moment - and he’s not willing to lose you ever again. He doesn’t want you running into the woods anymore when you’re having emotions, he wants you running to him, and he kisses you as if to say ‘please, never leave.’ He had always thought Seungcheol would be his alpha, but you’d shown up and flipped his world upside down. Mingyu doesn’t care about appeasing his friend anymore- all he cares about is appeasing you- pleasuring you, giving you everything you could ever possibly want, everything you could ever need.

tw/cw. a/b/o au & power structures, mentions of a bad pack past, one mention of child death, blood/childbirth, exhibitionism/outside sex, clothed dry humping, fingering, mutual masturbation, hand job, big dick!Mingyu, pussy stretching, unprotected sex, pullout method, groping, overstimulation, praise, dirty talk, needy!Mingyu, hair pulling, orgasm control, small noncon/impreg thoughts, etc… I pet names: (hers) alpha. (his) Big guy, puppy.

🍋 rating.18+ explicit I wc. 14.4k

Fix You - Mingyu

🙂 synopsis. “As a member of 53V3NT33N, I have two different states of mind coded into me, aggression and admiration. To love something, to admire it, is to feel aggressive when it’s questioned, to want to control it, if even for a little while- it’s the need to consume it, endlessly, as my fans consume and control me as an automaton. Even though I’m a member of a group, there’s a distance. Automatons can never truly motivate each other because our motivations are based on external human needs, it’s built into us- We can see when humans need us, and we do what we can to fix that need… I know you need me, the way I’ve needed you since I got here.”

tw/cw.unprotected sex with an AI robot, virgin!Mingyu, big dick!Mingyu, Mingyu's body is perfect, hand job, blow job, deep throating, pussy eating, fingering, flavored cum, praise, breast worship, switchy/submissive!Mingyu, multiple orgasms, slight overstim, AI slavery/working philosophical issues, risk of AI termination/job loss, etc...

🍋 rating.18+ explicit I wc. 15.5k I collab. link

Heir - Mingyu

🙂 preview. As a princess, you’d grown up knowing you’d marry a prince and help him sire a number of adorable little royals. Truth be told, one of the things that had drawn you to Mingyu had been the way he’d interacted with his young cousins, children that would run up to him- and despite his princely stature, Mingyu always had time to entertain them, with a glint of adoration in his eye that had convinced you he was the one to marry- moreso than any of his older brothers.

cw/ tw. unprotected sex, breeding/baby kink, fingering, size kink, big!mingyu, mentions of mingyu taking y/n's virginity, dumbification, praise, finger-licking, etc... I petnames. (hers) darling, pretty little princess, wife.

🍋 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 3.4k

Puppy Love - Mingyu

🙂 synopsis. Mingyu is stuck in the puppy love phase, he can’t get enough of you, and can’t seem to grow out of it either- luckily, as your Black Lab Hybrid, he never needs to.

cw/ tw.  hybrid classism mentioned, body worship, praise, “pretty girl”, oral, fingering, insatiable Gyu, switch!Gyu, gentle choking, hybrid ear sensitivity, two givers fighting over who gets to give, clothed sex, unprotected sex, etc…

🍋 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 6.3k

Excuse me- Mingyu

🙂 synopsis. After searching what feels like all of Korea looking for his soulmate - guided by the words marked into his skin that will help him identify you - Mingyu heads to New York to try his luck there. He’s so caught up in the grandeur of the city that he almost forgets his mission, and by the time he notices his mistake, you’re in a bus, being carried away from him faster than the poor man can follow.

cw/ tw. none

🍋 rating. no smut I wc. 1.9k

Winner - Mingyu

🙂 synopsis. Your bae deserves a reward after kicking ass at racing on a little kid sized go kart.

cw/ tw. unprotected sex, big dick mingyu, oral (f receiving), multiple orgasms, super soft love sex, sex when you’re in love, sex with trust, soft baby boy Mingyu,

🍋 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 1.7k

Cam Baby Series - Mingyu I ft. multiple idols

🙂 preview. “I hate to say this-” Jeonghan sighs, and you can feel him practically zooming in on your fingers as you tear open Mingyu’s jeans, “but you two are actually really hot together.” The confident man towering over you falters, and you watch the hint of a blush creep up his neck and bloom across his ears. He better not actually be in love with you.

cw/ tw. cam sex, pussy eating, blowjobs, unprotected sex, voyeur!Jeonghan, 3some, spit roasting, cum play, praise, multiple orgasms, cum shot, size kink, etc... I petnames. (hers) baby. (mingyu's) puppy.

🍋 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 5.9k I 1 part

Double Trouble - Mingyu I ft. Wonwoo

😀 preview. Despite your tense relationship with Seungcheol, you’ve done your best to support him as a sister, and you know his teammates by sight alone. Jeon Wonwoo and Kim Mingyu, two Olympians… two sexy, athletic, very fuckable Olympians. You’ve watched Too Hot to Handle and Love Island, you’ve watched Singles Inferno, and you’re not on any of those shows. No, you’re in Thailand for your brother’s wedding, staring at his work besties like they’re your next meal. You know how problematic this is, but you’re yet undecided on just how far you want to go with this. All you know, is you’re alone at a bar, there’s two gorgeous men, and you’re feeling just lonely enough to go talk to them. 

tw/cw. Unprotected sex, threesome, pussy eating, blow job, fingering, masturbation, spit roasting, double penetration, doggy style, missionary, multiple sex positions, multiple reader orgasms, pain kink, spanking, spitting, choking, dom!Wonwoo, eager!Mingyu, overstimulation, breast worship, dirty talk, praise, dry humping/grinding, undertones of therapy/childhood sibling rivalry/bad family dynamics, etc… I pet names: (hers) gorgeous, baby.

🍋 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 10.9k

Daylighter - Mingyu I ft. Wonwoo

😀 preview. Nothing in your life has ever been as sexy as this moment. Two strong men, one begging and whining while the other dominates. You, caught between them both, the source of their torment and their pleasure. They’re opposites, in temperament as well as being, after all, werewolves and vampires have historically never gotten along- but they agree about you, and right now, that’s all that matters. 

tw/cw. Unprotected sex, threesome, foreplay, fingering, squirting, pussy eating, sadism, breast worship, Eiffel tower, blow job (m receiving), hand job, praise, dirty talk, degradation, power imbalances, dom!Wonwoo, Switch!Gyu, masturbation, sloppy Gyu, etc… I pet names: (hers) baby.  

🍋 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 9.3k

Fuck Your Ex - Mingyu I ft. Seungcheol

🙂 preview. “Cuddles don’t hurt either,” Mingyu muses, pulling you to his chest. “If we get to your bedroom and you decide you just want someone to be with, I’m not going to pressure you. I know I said the best way to get over someone is to get under someone else, but, skin to skin contact - even if it’s not sexual - can be an amazing way to get over an ex too.”

cw/ tw. Protected sex, unprotected sex, pussy eating, fingering, hand job, dry humping, grinding, foreplay, threesome, bathroom sex, using a shower head as a vibrator, multiple sex scenes, multiple reader orgasms, slight cum kink, Cheol cum’s on reader’s chest, size kink, dirty talk, praise, etc… I pet names: (hers) baby.

🍋 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 7.3k

Good & Bad - Mingyu I ft. Wonwoo

🙂 preview. “My new therapist says it’s healthy behavior to let Wonwoo do what he wants to do ever so often,” you explain, watching Wonwoo beat Seungcheol at the arm wrestling and proceed to down two shots in celebration. “I’m not sure how she can think him coming to frats, getting drunk, and getting into pissing contests is healthy, but hey, it’s not my job to counsel power holders.”

cw/ tw. Threesome, unprotected sex, dirty talk, fingering, dry humping, horny!gyu, dom!wonwoo, Wonwoo tells virgin!Gyu what to do, hand job, Wonwoo using his power to help y/n ride Mingyu, manhandling, size kink, groping, nipple pinching, praise, degradation, voyeurism, pussy stretching, cream pie, multiple reader orgasms, etc… I pet names: (hers) gorgeous & baby.

🍋 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 8.8k I superhero au

Crossroads - Mingyu I ft. Wonwoo

🙂 preview. If one neighbour is a Doberman, then the other is a Golden Retriever. They’re like night and day, and yet, you’re drawn to both, as if some gravitational or celestial power is pulling you to them… it also helps that they both have motorcycles. How had it been so easy to ghost Wonwoo in the past, only to find yourself at a crossroads with his roommate seven months later?

cw/ tw. Threesome, unprotected sex, multiple sex scenes, big dick Mingyu, creampie, oral (f/m receiving), blow job, deep throating, hand job, Eiffel tower/spit roasting, breast worship, nipple pinching, nipple licking, panty kink, eating pussy through panties, fingering, squirting, pussy stretching, praise, dirty talk, ‘sir’, dom!Wonwoo, switch!mingyu, blindfold/sensory deprivation, voyeurism, listening to your neighbour have sex, masturbation, reader reads erotica, mutual masturbation, slight dacryphilia, blindfold/sensory deprivation, inklings of humiliation, etc… I pet names: (hers) angel, baby. (Mingyu’s) gyu. (Wonwoo’s) sir. 

🍋 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 19.8k 

Penance - Mingyu I ft. Wonwoo & 95 line

🙂 preview. You’re hyper-aware of the fact that all four of your lovers are just outside the confessional, that they’re listening in- it’s making your mouth dry, your palms becoming sweaty as you rub them against your dress. “When you last confessed, you mentioned greed and lust as your sins. Would you care to elaborate more on that?” The priest asks. “Maybe it will be easier, now that you’re amongst… friends.”

cw/ tw. unprotected sex, orgies, 3some, 4some, 6some, creampies/filling kink, cum play, dirty talk, praise, degradation, fucking in weird places (a tank & church & outside & bathrooms), multiple sex scenes, choking, rough handling, manhandling, blow jobs, deep throating, oral, squirting, anal, double penetration, triple penetration, masturbation, exhibitionism, voyeurism, multiple orgasms, dacryphilia, overstimulation, possessiveness, sir kink, powerplay, free use subthemes, getting horny during confession, sins: lust/greed, fingering, sex as punishment/penance, jealousy, dubious consent/inclusion of a new person, spit-roasting/Eiffel tower, finger sucking, spanking, spitting, etc... I pet names: (hers) baby, beautiful princess, kitten, whore/slut, good girl, dirty girl, etc. (cheol's) sir. (gyu's) puppy. (others) etc...

🍋 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 21.2k

Ice Cold, Cabin Fever - Mingyu I ft. Seungcheol

🙂 preview. "come on, let’s just go back to snakes and ladders and you can pretend we’re not snowed in with no firewood and a dude you hate locked in the bathroom."

cw/ tw. threesome, daddy issues, mean/tsundere cheol, wet dreams, spanking, marking, dirty talk, choking, unprotected sex, pain kink, dacryphilia, breast play, praise, degradation, fingering, oral, hand job, blow job, multiple orgasms, overstim, edging, orgasm denial, manhandling, size kink, cumplay, finger sucking, spit roasting, hair pulling, voyeurism, I petnames. (hers) princess, bitch, whore, baby (s.coups) cheol, douche, dick, daddy (mingyu) gyu.

🍋 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 25.9k

This Dream - Mingyu I ft. Wonwoo

🙂 preview.“now I see the problem.” wonwoo’s voice makes you groan in annoyance, and you tangle your fingers in mingyu’s hair, dragging his lips to your own in an effort to block out whatever the incubus is about to say- “you’re a sex demon with a thing for love... that’s why you ran from me, isn’t it?” 

cw/ tw. angst, mention of death by drowning, dark/yandere content, dream sex & dubious consent, vouyerism, dirty talk, dream exhibitionism, 3some, praise, unprotected sex, etc... 

🍋 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 2.5k 

Clowns - Mingyu I ft. 95 line & Mingyu

🙂 preview. you’re a sad, blue, crazy, tulle’d clown - corset and all - riding one of the most beautiful men you know, on the hood of his best friend’s car, exposed to the cool night air, under the full moon on a Halloween night while four more men watch... what could be better than this? 

cw/ tw. dark content, group sex, 6some, orgy, degradation, praise, manhandling, size kink, dirty talk, oral (f/m receiving), dacryphilia, deep throating, protected sex, fingering, squirting, parking lot exhibitionism, voyeurism, marking, horror/clowns, choking, dumbification, etc...  I pet names. squeak (50), silly/sad/stupid/messy/little clown (19+), daddy (6), etc...

🍋 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 13.3k

Celebrated - Mingyu I ft. Wonwoo

🙂 synopsis.  after a long week working overseas, mingyu calls you and wonwoo to make sure you still miss him. And, because he’s the ‘breadwinner’ of the day, supposedly- he’s going to get to call more of the shots ;)

cw/ tw. 3some, phone sex, voyeurism, oral (f receiving), fingering, dirty talk, power play, sir (1), multiple orgasms, praise, masturbation, unprotected sex, etc…

🍋 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 2.9k

Hazed - Mingyu I ft. Wonwoo

🙂 synopsis. tensions have been high for a while, but an edible becomes the catalyst to a trio’d ascension to cloud 9, being a little hazy has never felt so good

cw/ tw. size kink, alcohol/weed consumption, man handling, dirty talk, switch!Mingyu, dom!Wonwoo, oral (f/m receiving), slight choking, face grinding, fingering, overstim, etc…

🍋 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 4k

Rules - Mingyu I ft. Wonwoo

🙂 synopsis.  Morning sex with Mingyu is always really amazing- but it comes with rules. 

cw/ tw. unprotected sex, 69-ing, oral (f receiving), fingering, anal/butt plug play, dom Wonwoo, switch Mingyu, praise, degradation, lots of pet names (princess, angel, baby, slut, etc…), bdsm type rules, etc…

🍋 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 6.4k

Besties - Mingyu I ft. Wonwoo

🙂 synopsis. Your best friend drags you to a frat party despite your budding relationship with a man named Mingyu, and your best friend even convinces you to let loose, after all, you might not be single for much longer… however when he tells you to let your freak flag fly and kiss randoms- neither of you can foresee the massive blunder you make when ‘some random’ ends up being the best friend of your new ‘boyfriend not boyfriend’.

cw/ tw. dirty dancing, suggestions of infidelity that are unwarranted, crack shenanigans/debauchery, teasing, pet names, propositioning, sexual tension, tsundere/strangers to enemies to lovers! Wonwoo, exhibitionism, dirty talk, threesome, simp Mingyu, Hard Dom Wonwoo, spitting, choking, fingering, unprotected sex, dumbification, etc…

🍋 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 15.2k

A Break - Mingyu I ft. Wonwoo

🙂 synopsis.You and Mingyu live a perfect life. He’s an idol by day, and a doting husband by night, who showers your new baby with adoration. Life is easy- but when Mingyu starts paying more attention, he realizes why things are so easy: because it’s not just the two of you raising your baby, there’s a third person involved, and your baby has no concept of what differentiates a dad from a baby sitter.

cw/ tw. 3somes, dirty talk, oral (m/f receiving), deep throating, some body worship, spit roasting, unprotected sex, mentions of voyeuristic themes and public sex, man handling, size kink, etc...

🍋 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 15.6k

Class Project - Mingyu I ft. Wonwoo

🙂 synopsis.You’re less than enthusiastic about being paired with notorious frat boys Mingyu and Wonwoo for a class project. They make it a point to change your opinion of them... by being the ultimate meanies. 

cw/ tw. Mean Dom Wonwoo, threesome, unprotected sex, oral (m/f receiving), hand jobs, fingering, spanking, choking, biting, thigh riding, marks, dirty talk, pet names, degradation, voyeurism, edging, making Mingyu read a class project while Wonwoo rails you, etc…

🍋 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 9.3k

Anteric - Mingyu I ft. Wonwoo

🙂 preview. when you bump into the guy that ghosted you, your model best friend and roommate, Mingyu, steps up to be your fake boyfriend for the night... and when the asshole is hired at your workplace, your other roommate, twitch gamer Wonwoo, is roped into the charade too - “polyamory exists dude, get over it.”

cw/ tw. 3some, dom/gamer/alt Wonwoo, Switch Mingyu, choking, spanking, handcuffs, slight pain kink, toys, vibrator, fingering, oral (f receiving), squirting, some overstim, nipple play, finger sucking, sex without condoms, some degradation, shower sex, multiple rounds, marking, jealousy, size kink, etc... I pet names. kitten, lazy bones,etc...

🍋 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 16.6k

Night Out - Mingyu I ft. Wonwoo & Vernon

🙂 synopsis. Vernon goes out for a night with Mingyu and Wonwoo to experience the ‘fun’ they always have. You go out to find a hot guy to take you home, you score threefold. 

cw/ tw. foursome (Orgy?), oral (f/m receiving), drinking, unprotected sex, Vouyerism, Wonwoo low key LOVES to watch, spit roasting, spanking, biting, deep throating, different sex positions?, i dunno, it was semi tame, petnames, dom!Wonwoo, switchy sub leaning Mingyu. 

🍋 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 4.3k

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"MM, SHE THE DEVIL"

Welcome to hell, darling. I am Nimue - she/they if you please, a woman by birth but something a touch more monstrous by choice. This corner of sin is my garden and you, my little hellions, are the blossoms I tend to with sharpened nails and a soft smile.

Here fictional men devour you sweetly, your shame left smoldering at the gates while your pleasure takes its rightful place on my altar. Stay as long as you dare, sinners. I promise to make your damnation worth it.

You must be 18+ for admission to these fiery pits. Requests are open; come whisper your darkest desires to me.

Posting on Sunday and Thursday nights.

Hell has never looked so inviting.

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Need someone older

pairing - bf! megumi x reader x bf's dad! toji

cw : smut, teasing, oral (f receiving), petting over clothes, size kink, praise kink, reader is a virgin, soft filthy talk, overstimulation, implied age gap, dom!Toji, fingering, creampie, p in v, mature readers only.

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Chapter 10

"Isn’t it only fair that I return the favor, right?”

You freeze. Every part of you seizes up—your legs, your voice, your breath.

He pulls back just enough to look you in the eye. And the smirk on his face tells you one thing.

“M-Mr. Fushiguro, that’s not necessa—”

But he’s already slipping his arms under you, effortlessly scooping you up against his chest. You squeak, startled, clinging to his shoulders as your feet leave the floor.

He cuts you off with a kiss to your temple, firm and deliberate, and without another word, he turns, carrying you to his bedroom. You can feel the heat radiating off him, his grip steady and possessive as he walks into his room.

Then the door shuts behind you with a soft click.

You lay back against the soft mattress, heart hammering in your chest, thighs twitching with nervous anticipation.

The bed dipped under your back as Toji laid you down gently, almost too gently for how impatient he looked—jaw tight, eyes dark, every muscle in his body coiled like he was holding himself back from something. His hand dragged slowly up your side, then over your tits, still warm and flushed from everything that happened just minutes ago.

You were still catching your breath.

But Toji didn’t give you much time to recover. His eyes flicked down your body—lingering at the soft rise and fall of your bare chest, then lower, at the little cotton shorts clinging to your thighs. You tried not to squirm under his gaze, but it was useless.

"Still with me, doll?" he murmured, leaning down, lips brushing against your jaw, your cheekbone. "You gonna let me keep goin’?"

You nodded before your brain could catch up. “Mhm.”

"Yeah?" He hummed, grinning a little like he already knew the answer. “Such a good girl… look at you. Fuckin' glowing.”

You tried to cover your face with the back of your hand, heat blooming deep in your cheeks. But Toji didn’t let you hide—not even a little. He caught your wrist and pinned it gently to the mattress.

“Nuh-uh. You don’t get to hide that pretty face,” he whispered, lips ghosting over your temple. “Not when you’re lookin’ this cute beggin’ to be touched.”

You weren’t begging. ...Okay, maybe you were. But not out loud. Not yet.

His hand dipped down, fingers slipping beneath the waistband of your shorts—then taking it off slowly. His knuckles brushed the edge of your panties and paused there, dragging slow circles over the fabric, letting the warmth of his hand soak right through. You let out a tiny sound, thighs twitching together, and he chuckled, low and breathy.

“Already squirming. Didn’t even take these off yet,” he said, voice thick with something dark and amused.

“Toji,” you whined, hips tilting toward him instinctively.

“What, baby? What d’you need?”

That voice. Low, coaxing. Almost too soft for what he was doing. Like he was trying to coax you into saying it yourself.

“I-I don’t know... I just… ,” you breathed, eyes fluttering.

His fingers pressed firmer against your soaked cunt through the thin fabric of your panties. A shiver ran down your spine. You couldn’t stop the way your hips jerked up, chasing him.

Toji’s mouth curved, eyes locked on yours, wicked. “You are warm down here. So soft… goddamn, fuck me.”

He kept rubbing you like that—slow, maddening strokes, dragging the heel of his palm against your clit, watching every single flutter of your lashes, every tiny gasp that slipped out of your mouth.

"Is your cute cunny feeling good, baby?"

You nodded, eyes glassy.

"Ever been touched here?"

You shook your head, lips parting like you wanted to say it, but couldn’t find the words. You were too dizzy.

"Knew it." he murmured, leaning in to press a kiss just above the waistband. "Then, are you fine with me being the first one, hmm?"

Your breath hitched. “Y-Yeah…”

"Fuck. That’s cute." Another kiss. Lower this time. Right over where you ached.

He didn’t stop. Just kept rubbing, soft and steady, not giving you enough to finish, but way too much to handle. His fingers slipped down, pressing a little firmer through the soaked fabric. You were leaking so much—you knew you were, the fabric sticking lewdly against you now. Toji noticed too.

“Shit,” he muttered, almost to himself. “Makin’ a mess, baby.”

He leaned in, tongue flattening against your clothed pussy, licking through the fabric, slow and heavy and mean. Your legs shook. Your back arched off the bed.

“Toji—!” you gasped, voice cracking.

“Easy,” he said, mouth dragging against you again. “You’re doin’ so good, love. Let me take my time with you.”

You could hardly breathe. Your hands were fisted in the sheets now, eyes wide and glassy, your thighs trembling as he licked you again—slower this time, his fingers spreading you gently through the fabric. It was so much. It was too much. Your panties were soaked through, sticky and warm and clinging to you in the most embarrassing way.

“Toji, please,” you finally whimpered.

“Please what? Please take them off?…”

You nodded frantically, too fast.

He pulled back, just slightly. Looked up at you like you were the most delicious thing he’d ever seen.

“Aw, baby,” he murmured, fingers finally slipping under the waistband. “Beggin' so sweet.”

He tugged the fabric down slowly, deliberately, watching the way it stuck to your folds before peeling away with a wet sound. You hid your face again, this time with both hands.

Toji whistled, quiet and low. “Shit...messy… that needy, huh?”

You didn’t answer. Couldn’t.

He leaned in close, voice a low purr by your ear. “C’mon, sweet thing. You can tell me. Say it.”

Your breath trembled as you whispered it. “…Y-Yeah.”

And Toji smiled spreading your thighs open with slow, confident hands, sinking onto his knees between them.

“Fuck,” Toji breathed, voice low and reverent. His thumbs gently pulled you apart, exposing every slick, flushed inch of you.

He just stared for a second, eyes devouring, nostrils flaring as he took you in. Then he leaned forward, just close enough to inhale.

The sound he made was deep, almost guttural, as though your scent alone knocked something loose in him. You whimpered, hands twitching at your sides.

“This yours?” he asked with a crooked smile, thumb teasing your inner thigh. “This mess... just for me?”

You nodded, but it wasn’t enough for him. His hand moved to your chest, palm brushing over your tits in a way that made you gasp.

“Use your words, doll.”

You blinked up at him, dazed. “Y-Yeah… it’s for you…”

He hummed, pleased, and leaned forward again—but still didn’t touch you where you needed. Just let his breath wash over you, hot and heavy.

He kissed the inside of your thigh. Then higher. And higher. “The scent of you,” he rasped. “It's too much baby. Can't wait. I wanna lick it.”

You could feel your heartbeat between your legs by the time his tongue finally touched you—just a soft, teasing lick up your folds, feather-light. Not enough. Not nearly enough. But it sent your hips jerking.

“Oh—!” you gasped, reaching down to grab the sheets.

Toji chuckled, deep and smooth, and did it again. Just a single, slow stripe—flat of his tongue, dragging through your slick folds, ending with a gentle kiss to your clit that made you whine.

“Sweet like honey,” he muttered, lips grazing your sensitive skin. Then he dipped in deeper.

His tongue was slow, precise, maddening—licking, pressing, sucking just enough to make your thighs shake but never enough to tip you over. And the whole time, his other hand slid up your chest, fingers brushing over your nipples in teasing little circles.

"You're makin' such lewd sounds, doll… so cute.”

You couldn’t take it. Couldn’t think. Your thoughts were scrambled messes of please and more and oh my god, this man is going to ruin me.

You gasped, chest heaving. “T-Toji—ahhh…”

He didn’t stop. Just smiled into you, licking your clit with slow, luxurious flicks of his tongue as his fingers rolled your nipple—pinched, then soothed.

It was too much. Not enough. Somehow both at once.

You could feel it building—low in your belly, heat curling up tight and hot like it was going to break you. Your legs twitched.

“Toji,” you whispered, voice cracking. “I-I’m, I—”

That’s when he stopped. Pulled away just enough to breathe on you. His mouth was shiny with your slick, lips curved in a smug smirk.

“So soon?” he teased, thumb dragging lightly over your clit, just enough to keep you whimpering.

You whined in protest.

He gave your nipple a little pinch, his tongue darting out to flick your clit once—just once—and your hips jerked again. You felt like you were glowing from the inside, burning up.

“Slow down, doll. We’ve barely started.”

You whimpered. Actually whimpered.

He went back in, licking circles around your clit, slow and deliberate, alternating pressure until your toes curled and your back arched.

Your thighs tried to close but his hands were firm, holding you open, keeping you right where he wanted you. Your chest felt tight. Your eyes were glassy. You couldn’t believe this was real. You couldn’t believe how fucking good it felt. It was like he was unmaking you one lick at a time. This is insane, your brain screamed. This is unfair. This is life-altering. You can't live without this again. Never.

“Toji—please, I can’t—I need to—please let me—”

“Mm,” he hummed, lips dragging over you. “Louder, doll.”

“Please, Toji—please, I wanna—”

He sucked your clit into his mouth and held it there, tongue working fast and firm, and it exploded.

You came hard, back arched, mouth open in a silent cry. Your thighs trembled violently around his head and he didn’t stop until you came down, licking you through the aftershocks with gentle passes of his tongue.

Then he sat up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand and smirking down at you, smug and proud.

“Bet you’re glad you let me return the favor now, huh?”

You couldn't reply, you couldn't even nod. You were completely gone.

“Been wanting this for so damn long, doll…”

You barely noticed him moving until he was over you, one hand braced beside your head, the other cupping your cheek like you were something precious. His kiss landed heavy on your lips—messy, deep, tasting of you. His tongue slid against yours with hunger, breath hot, groan muffled by the way he devoured your mouth.

“Fuck,” he mumbled into the kiss. “You don’t even know how many times I thought about this. That sweet voice… knew you’d taste good. Knew it the second I saw you.”

Your legs trembled as he pulled away from the kiss, only to press them closer together, shifting down to lie beside you, chest flush to your side, lips dragging slow open mouthed kisses along your jaw to the crook of your neck. He sucked there, just enough to leave the heat behind.

And all the while—his fingers dipped low again. Right between your legs. Still sensitive, still soaked, and messier than ever.

“Still this wet, huh?” he murmured against your skin. “You're leaking nonstop, baby.”

Your breath hitched. You could barely meet his eyes. And then—your gaze drifted downward.

That bulge pressing firm against his boxers. Bigger than before. Thick, straining, the outline so clear it made your mouth go dry. He was hard again—painfully so. Pulsing against the fabric like he’d snap if you so much as breathed on it wrong.

You reached down with trembling fingers, brushing your palm over it. Toji groaned low, a smirk curling at the corner of his lips.

“You sure are greedy, doll,” he chuckled, cock twitching under your touch. “What is it now, hmm? Didn’t get enough?”

You couldn’t speak—just let out a needy whimper, hand gripping him tighter.

“Thought so.”

And then he was back between your legs, body sliding down with fluid grace, slotting himself against you so that his thick cock rested right against your soaked puffy folds—clothed, but heavy and hot, pressing firm into your slick folds.

His eyes held yours, full of heat and something darker.

“Think you’re ready for it?”

You nodded—instinctual, desperate.

He smirked. “Then take it out.”

Your breath caught. Shaky hands reached for the waistband of his boxers, tugging them down slow, breath held tight in your throat. Your fingers brushed his skin, and then—there it was.

Thick. Veiny. Heavy in your palm. Your eyes widened the second you wrapped your fingers around it—hot and pulsing against your skin. It twitched, like it was hungry, and for a second you could only stare.

So this is next, you thought.

You’d kissed, touched, tasted each other. Done things you never even imagined feeling. This was the next part, right? The part where you finally take him in.

You lined him up, tip nudging against your weeping hole, hand shaking. He felt massive.

But before you could even press him in, his fingers closed gently around your wrist, pulling you back with a low chuckle.

“Doll…” Toji leaned down, lips brushing your ear. “Such a dirty girl, huh? This impatient to get stuffed?”

You flushed hard, eyes wide. “But, isn't this next…”

The audacity you had—to even think you could take something like that—was almost admirable. Applaudable, even. Like, look at you. Thinking that you could somehow handle that. That massive, destructive thing resting between his thighs, twitching with every breath he took. Seriously, what were you thinking?

He chuckled against your cheek.

“We can’t just jump into it, doll,” he whispered, voice rough and amused. “You think I’d let you take me without prepping that tight little pussy first?”

You looked at him, lost and confused.

He smiled and press a kiss to your temple. "This your first time, isn't it?"

"Yeah. . . "

"So, we need to get you ready, yeah? Otherwise you'll get hurt, love."

You nodded, shameful and eager.

“Good girl.” He reached for your thighs, hands spreading them wide, then pushing your legs gently up—until your knees were near your chest, fully exposed, everything on display for him. So filthy. So embarassing.

“Wider,” he murmured, and you obeyed.

Vulnerable. Breathless. Spread wide for him.

“That’s it… my baby, you’re pretty like this.”

He dipped two fingers in again—slow and smooth. The stretch made you whimper, slick noises filling the air as he pumped them deep, curling just right. His thumb brushed your clit gently as he worked you open, whispering filth like a lover.

“Feel that? That sweet spot…” He pressed a third in, slow, steady, and you gasped—hips jerking, walls fluttering. “Relax, baby,” he cooed, dragging kisses down your calf, your inner thigh. “Gotta open you up nice and deep for me. Don’t wanna hurt you, yeah?”

Your thoughts were spinning. All you could feel was the push of his fingers, the drag of his knuckles against your softest spots, the way his breath ghosted over your skin as he praised you between every filthy, wet sound your body made.

You blinked up at the ceiling, mind unraveling. This isn’t just sex. This was something else. It felt like he was ruining you slow, rebuilding you around his hands.

“Toji,” you whimpered, voice barely there.

He leaned in close, biting your earlobe gently.

“Shh,” he murmured. “Let me get you ready, doll. You’re gonna take all of it, yeah? Wanna make sure you can.”

And his fingers— They kept moving, deeper, stretching you until you were dizzy, until you were gasping, legs twitching, clutching his shoulder with desperate hands as your body quivered around him.

And that cock—still hard, still heavy—pressed against your thigh like a promise. You were going to feel everything.

“Look at that,” he murmurs, while his fingers work open you. “Your cunt is sucking me in, doll.”

His voice is quiet but wrecked. Rough around the edges like it’s scraping his throat just to keep it together.

Your hips twitch, and he pushes them down with a palm, firm. “Honey, stay still f'me. . . . didn’t I say I’d take care of it?”

You nod. Pathetically fast. You’ll agree to anything at this point, and you both know it.

Toji spits into his hand, rubs it over the head of his cock like it’s nothing, then lets it rest against your soaked cunt. The weight of him makes you jolt. Hot, heavy, there.

Your breath stutters. You expected him to press in right then���finally, finally fill you—but all he does is roll his hips. Slow. A lazy grind, cock dragging through the slick folds like he’s savoring it.

“Mmnnf—shit,” he groans low, and his abs twitch. “Lemme rub it together for a bit, doll.”

You feel everything. The ridge of his cockhead catching on your clit. The heat. The drag. Your pulse in your throat.

“You’re so wet, it’s just slippin’ all over me,” he mumbles, almost like he’s drunk on it. “Goddamn.”

Your mouth drops open in a gasp when he does it again—grinds against you with more pressure this time, smearing your slick everywhere but still not giving you the stretch your body’s screaming for.

You whimper. Literally. It just spills out, helpless.

“What’s that, hmm?” he mutters darkly, pushing in just enough to part your folds, not enough to enter.

You choke on a moan and try to buck up, but his hips stay steady—pressing down, not in. His cock is so close, so hot, nudging where you need it, but he won’t give it to you. It's like he's edging himself and you.

“Greedy lil’ cunt,” he rasps, leaning in so close his breath brushes your lips. “Want me to put it in?”

You nod frantically. You’re soaked. You’re twitchy. You’re aching to be full. And he knows it.

“Thought so,” he smirks, not moving.

“Toji—” you whisper, throat tight. “Please, I need—”

He moans under his breath, low and soft. “You don’t even know what you’re asking for, baby.”

Then his hand slides back down, two fingers curling in again without warning. Your legs jolt. You gasp.

“See that?” he mutters. “Still tight—gotta prep this pussy right.”

And he does. Again. And again. Fingers pushing in deep, curling. His palm grinds against your clit every time he thrusts them in. But you don’t tell him to stop. You spread wider.

“Fuck,” he groans. “Look at you. Holdin’ yourself open for me like a lil’ toy. That’s cute, doll.” He finally pulls his fingers out. You feel empty. Achy. Your entire body is buzzing.

Toji can’t hold it anymore.

He’s been trying—god knows he’s been trying. Teeth gritted, jaw locked, veins in his arms taut from restraint.

He’s dreamt about this. Thought about it with his fist wrapped around his cock, grinding into his sheets, thinking he was pathetic for even hoping. You? Spread open like that, slick and pulsing for him? That was fantasy material. Untouchable. And now it’s right fucking there. Like an offering. Like god finally got tired of hearing him beg.

“Doll—” he mutters, voice gravelled and low, “—you keep lookin’ like that, m’gonna fuckin’ bust just staring at it.”

Then he leans in, eyes dark, mouth twitching at the corner like he’s barely hanging on.

“I swear to god, love, if I don’t get inside you soon—I’m gonna cum like a fuckin’ teenager.”

With that he gripped himself tighter and strokes once, slow, groaning as his cock twitches in his hand. Then he presses it to your soaking hole again—this time with purpose.

Oh god, you think. Here it comes.

He stroked himself again once, twice, fist tight around his cock as he mutters a low, shaky curse under his breath.

Then you feel it—just the tip of him nudging right against your wethole, thick and hot and heavy, and your breath catches so hard it stings.

"Just—" he exhales, voice rough. "Just the tip, baby. Okay?"

You nod, wide-eyed, lips parted, and he leans down, pressing his forehead to yours as he pushes the blunt tip in. Your walls clench instinctively, sucking him in with no resistance but plenty of slick, and he groans—guttural, broken.

"F-fuck," he breathes, pausing. He almost came with that. "You okay?"

You nod again—barely a sound, just a whisper of a yes as your fingers clutch at his arms.

"Shit, it's warm in here. So fuckin’ soft. You’re takin’ me so easy, baby." He kisses your cheek, then your jaw, whispering into your skin. "Gonna give you more, yeah?"

Another inch. Then another. Every one feels like a slow burn, stretching you out so full your thighs tremble against his hips. He keeps checking—soft “okay?”s in your ear, and when you nod, he pushes a little deeper, a little slower, like he’s holding himself together with threads.

"It's been a long fuckin’ time for me, doll," he mutters, sweat dripping down his temple as he presses into you inch by inch. "You got no idea what you're doing to me. This—" his hips stall as he's nearly fully in, "—this is unreal."

And then you whimper, your back arching, hands fisting the sheets. "Ahh—please—"

Your voice cracks and his restraint does too. He growls low in his chest, his hips snapping forward just once, burying himself to the base. You cry out—sharp and breathless—as he stills, breathing hard against your neck.

"Fuckin’... tight. Shit." His voice is half a moan, half a snarl. "Squeezin’ me like that and expect me to go slow?"

He pulls back and thrusts again, deeper this time, then again, rhythm starting to build, each stroke hitting just a little more desperate. Then he stops, groaning deep as he shifts you easily, pushing your knees up to your chest and folding you in half to a tight, needy mating press beneath him.

"Like this," he murmurs, hips grinding slow and thick into you. "Gonna make you feel all of it."

Your eyes flutter, mouth open in a soundless moan as he begins to alternate his pace—slow, grinding thrusts that leave you shaking, then sudden deep ones that punch the air from your lungs. His voice gets softer, filthier with every rut.

"Doll, it's so good, too good. You liking it, baby?"

You nod frantically, words lost, brain already buzzing.

He slows, lips brushing your cheek. "Almost there, aren’t you?"

"Y-yeah," you whine, breath hitching, legs trembling. "Toji, I’m—"

"Yeah? Feels good, doesn’t it?." His voice is a rasp, face buried in your neck. "Me too, baby... m’not gonna last much longer if you keep squeezin’ me like that. This pretty pussy’s too good—" he groans, voice cracking. His eyes flicker down to where he disappears inside you, then back to your face.

And then you break—shudders hard, legs locking around him as your climax crashes over you in sharp, dizzying waves. Your cry is a half-sob, your nails dig into his back, and Toji follows with a hissed curse, hips stuttering as he buries himself deep one last time.

"Shit—shit—that’s it—fuckin' milkin’ me—" Toji bites out, voice strained and raw. His hips stutter, and then he pushes all the way in, hips pressed flush as he groans loud, deep, almost pained—spilling inside you with twitching thrusts, like he couldn’t stop if he tried.

He stays there, locked in tight, panting over you like he just ran a marathon. His eyes are squeezed shut, lips parted, sweat dripping from his temple to your chest. Then one hand slides to your cheek—rough fingers soft as they brush your flushed skin.

He’s still inside.

Not because he’s being sweet, not because he’s savoring it — but because he literally can’t move. Your soft gummy walls are gripping him so damn tight he might snap in half if he tries to move.

Toji groans, jaw tight, sweat dripping down his temples. “Doll… fuck,” he pants, voice hoarse. “C-can you—shit—loosen up, yeah? Just a bit? You’re choking my dick, love…”

You don’t answer. You can’t answer. Your lips are parted, panting softly, eyes glazed with that glossy, ruined look he’s never gonna forget. You’re limp under him, chest rising and falling, fucked stupid and so full he swears he can feel your heartbeat around him.

He groans again, louder this time, rubbing a hand down his face. “If I stay in like this, it’s gonna hurt you, doll. Be good—breathe for me.”

Somehow, you manage a weak nod. He feels the slightest give, your body relaxing just enough for him to drag himself out slowly.

And when he does? Fuck.

His cum spills out in thick, lazy drips, sticky and warm against your thighs. The amount of it makes him pause — second round and he still came like that? Damn. It’s filthy. Lewd. Soaked. His cum painting your folds, leaking out of you like your pussy couldn’t even hold it all. He mutters a curse under his breath, shaking his head like he’s mocking himself.

“Shit… you did a number on me.”

He collapses beside you, one arm behind his head, the other reaching for your waist like it’s instinct. He doesn’t even care about the mess — he just wants to feel you.

Toji turns his head, watching your chest rise with every shallow breath. “Was that good, doll?”

Silence.

He blinks, leans in slightly. You’re still breathing, lips parted, that blissed-out look still stuck to your face.

Did you fall asleep? Or just straight up passed out?

Toji clicks his tongue.

Was he being too much for your first time?

There’s a flicker of guilt behind his eyes, barely there — but it lingers. Just long enough for him to shift closer, kissing your cheek. Then your nose. Then your jaw.

Soft, almost reverent.

“Guess I gotta be gentler next time,” he murmurs against your skin, even though he can't promise it.

to be continued in the next chapter

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[smutwreckts]

Dilf toji when he catches you watching him jerk off

CW: 18+ smut, age gap, bestfriend's dad, power imbalance, degradation, throat fucking, spanking, cum play, dubcon elements, possessive behavior, explicit sexual content, manipulation. Reader discretion advised.

Megumi’s dad was supposed to be old, boring, maybe a little dad-bod pudgy — not a six-foot-something mountain of inked muscle with a jawline sharp enough to kill and a voice so deep it made your knees buckle.

The first time you saw him, standing shirtless in the kitchen with just a towel low on his hips, you nearly dropped your suitcase.

No fucking way. That was Toji?

You were only staying at their house for a week — your dorm room had some construction issue and Megumi offered. Seemed harmless. But you weren’t expecting to have to survive that long under the same roof as him.

And god, you wanted him.

Needed him.

So when Megumi stayed late at college for football practice — like he did most evenings — you took your chances. Wandering around in barely-there shorts, dropping things “accidentally,” bending too far over, “forgetting” your towel on your way to the shower.

Toji always pretended not to look. Pretended to be annoyed.

But you saw the flick of his eyes. The way his jaw tensed.

And that one time, the not-so-subtle bulge in his gym shorts.

He was trying to be good.

But you were trying to be bad.

One night, you were returning from the kitchen past midnight, walking to your guest room.

And You heard it.

A low, desperate groan behind his door.

You peeked through the crack.

Toji was sprawled on his bed — completely naked, one leg bent at the knee, the other stretched out.

His abs were taut, glistening with sweat, muscles shifting under inked skin as his arm pumped slow and hard between his thighs.

And fuck — he was massive.

His cock stood proud and thick in his grip, angry red at the tip, veins bulging like it was furious — and fuck, he was working it like he hated himself for it.

Groaning under his breath, teeth gritted, brows furrowed in frustration.

“Fucking tease,” he growled to himself. “Goddamn fuckin’ brat.”

Your breath caught.

He was jerking off to you.

No porn. No pictures. Just memory. Just want. Just raw, angry need.

You squeezed your thighs together, already soaked, heart jackhammering in your chest.

You should’ve turned back. You really should’ve.

But your hand was already on the doorknob.

You pushed it open just enough to slip inside, barefoot and silent, practically trembling from head to toe.

He didn’t hear you.

Too caught up in his own fury, rutting into his fist with the desperation of a man barely keeping control.

You stepped closer, watching every movement, every flex of his jaw, every grunt that tore from his throat like it hurt not to be inside you.

Then—

“You that fuckin’ desperate, doll?”

His voice was low. Icy. Deadly.

You froze.

He didn’t even look up.

“Been watchin’ since the hallway. Little pervert.”

He still didn’t stop stroking himself — if anything, he got rougher with it, his fist twisting mean at the head, wet slick sounds filling the dark, humid air.

Your legs buckled slightly at the knees.

“Toji—” you whispered, breathless.

Finally, he turned his head.

And fuck, the look he gave you — pure, raw, dripping disdain mixed with want.

Like he couldn’t decide whether to ruin you or strangle you.

"You like sneakin' into grown men's rooms just to watch 'em jerk off, huh?"

You couldn’t even speak.

You just nodded, biting your lip.

“Little slut can’t even sleep without her fix,” he muttered, eyes dragging down your body, voice like gravel. “Drippin' like a bitch in heat just from watchin’.”

You whimpered. You were dripping.

He noticed. Of course he did.

“Come here,” he growled.

You stumbled closer like you were hypnotized, pulse fluttering violently.

“On your knees.”

You dropped.

Eyes level with his cock now, thick and wet with pre, twitching in his hand.

“Toji—”

“You gonna lick it or just stare like a dumb fuckin’ puppy?”

You leaned forward, hesitantly, licking a bold stripe from base to tip — and the growl he let out made your spine arch.

He grabbed a fistful of your hair and shoved you down onto his cock without warning.

You gagged, eyes watering, spit spilling past your lips as he held your head down.

“Yeah, that’s it,” he snarled. “Choke on it, you thirsty fuckin' thing.”

You moaned around him, drool dripping down your chin as he began fucking your throat — shallow thrusts that made your eyes roll back, every vein of him dragging against your tongue.

He pulled out suddenly with a wet pop, panting, cock soaked in spit.

"Fuckin’ mess," he spat. “On the bed. All fours.”

You scrambled up, dizzy and buzzing.

You barely got into position before his hand cracked against your ass.

You yelped — but the heat that followed had your cunt clenching hard.

He grabbed your panties — flimsy and soaked — and ripped them clean off with a single jerk.

“Look at this,” he muttered, dragging two fingers through your slick. “So wet from seeing some cock, fuckin' whore.”

You keened.

He smeared your arousal over your hole, not going in — just rubbing it in circles, smirking like a bastard.

"Bet you thought I was gonna fuck you now, huh?" he sneered. "Not yet."

“Toji—please—”

You were shaking now, desperate, clenching around nothing.

He leaned down, lips brushing your ear.

"Say it. Say what you are."

You trembled.

“Yours,” you whispered.

He slapped your cunt with an open palm.

You screamed.

“Louder.”

“Your s—slut!” you gasped. “Toji, please—”

“Goddamn right you are,” he snarled.

Then finally— finally— he lined himself up and pushed.

You cried out.

He was thick. Too thick.

You felt every inch tear you open, your body stretching to take him.

He didn’t go slow. Didn’t give you time to adjust.

He bottomed out with a brutal snap of his hips, grabbing your waist and slamming you back onto him over and over.

“Wanted cock so bad, didn’t you?” he grunted. “You fuckin’ got it, princess.”

You were already incoherent, drooling into the sheets, babbling nonsense.

He reached forward, wrapped his hand around your throat, and pulled you back against his chest.

His cock angled deeper. Meaner.

“Keep takin’ it. Come on, show me how much of a needy little cunt you got.”

You came — hard.

So hard your vision blanked, your whole body spasming around him.

“Fuckin’ tight now,” he snarled. “Squeezin’ me like a goddamn virgin. You save this pussy for me, doll?”

You nodded. Couldn’t speak. Couldn’t think.

He shoved two fingers into your mouth, watched you suck on them with glassy, tear-filled eyes.

“Gonna keep ruin’ this lil cunt till you can’t even stand tomorrow.”

He flipped you over — hoisting your leg over his shoulder, driving back in with punishing thrusts.

Your tits bounced, sweat slicking your body as he rammed into you like he hated how much he wanted it.

“Take it. Fuckin’ take it all,” he panted.

“I—fuck—Toji—!”

You sobbed when he pulled out again, whined pathetically when he started stroking himself over your belly.

“Gonna cover you in it,” he growled. “Mark you up. Fuckin’ claim you.”

And he did.

Hot, thick ropes of cum painted your belly, your tits, your neck.

He grunted like a beast, spilling all over your trembling body.

Then silence.

Heavy. Charged. Sticky.

Toji stared down at you, chest heaving, jaw clenched.

You blinked up at him, dazed, ruined.

“Clean yourself up,” he muttered.

You reached for a shirt.

“No.” His voice was sharp.

“Use your fuckin’ fingers. Like the little cumslut you are.”

You obeyed, cheeks burning, dragging your fingers through the mess and licking them clean — all while he watched, arms crossed, still naked, cock still twitching with the threat of round two.

Toji finally turned away, running a hand through his hair.

“You pull that shit again, gonna pump that cunt full of my cum.”

You sat there, sticky and aching, already planning exactly how you would.

You returned to your dorm a two days later — freshly fucked, still sore, and with a new obsession curled deep in your gut like a sin you never wanted to confess.

You told yourself it was over. That it was just a heat-of-the-moment thing. A one-time mistake.

But that didn’t explain why you kept thumbing over the bruises on your hips when you touched yourself at night.

Didn’t explain why you still smelled his on your top and refused to wash it.

You visited Megumi again a week later.

Totally innocent, of course.

To see my dear friend.

Not to fuck his dad. Nooo, never.

But when Toji opened the door and saw you standing there, lip gloss sticky and eyes already begging?

He just smirked.

“Could’ve just texted, doll,” he muttered, stepping aside. “Bed’s already warm.”

You swallowed your guilt — and stepped right inside.

You step into the house, pretending to admire the hallway photos like you haven’t been here before. But the door barely clicks shut behind you before you feel him — that heat.

Toji leans against the wall with his arms crossed, eyeing you like you’re dessert after a meal he already devoured once and isn’t done with.

“Didn’t think you’d be back so soon,” he says, voice low, that filthy smirk tugging at his lips. “Your little dorm room that boring already?”

You glance around, then tilt your head at him.

“Megumi invited me.”

“To see him, huh?” Toji chuckles darkly. “Cute. He won’t be back for another three hours.”

You bite your lip.

He closes the distance in two slow steps.

“You miss me that bad, sweetheart?” he murmurs, fingertips brushing your jaw. “Miss having my cock so far down your throat you cried on it?”

Your knees press together.

“I— I just wanted to hang out—”

“Yeah?” His hand slides around your throat, thumb tilting your chin up. “You ‘hang out’ with all your friends’ dads by showing up without a bra?”

You gasp when he presses his thumb against one nipple through your shirt.

“I think you came here to beg for it again,” he growls, dragging you closer until your body’s flush to his. “Bet your pussy’s been fucking aching without me. That tight little thing’s probably still stretched out from the last time, isn’t it?”

You whimper. He leans down, lips brushing your ear.

“You gonna tell me you didn’t touch yourself thinking about how I fucked you like a filthy little thing on my bed? Hm?”

You barely nod.

“You didn’t?” he scoffs. “Liar. I bet you fingered yourself in that dorm bed like a good little slut, didn’t you? Whispering my name so your roommate wouldn’t hear.”

“Toji—”

“Say it again.”

You shiver. “Toji.”

His grip tightens, eyes burning with want. “Fuck. You sound so sweet when you moan it. I might have to record it. Jerk off to it sometimes.”

Your lips part, breath shallow, thighs clenching harder.

“Take your panties off,” he mutters. “And sit that needy little pussy right on my cock before I change my mind and make you wait till Megumi’s asleep.”

You try to back away but he grabs you by the hips, dragging you toward the bedroom.

“Nuh-uh, doll. You wanted this. Came back for this. So now you’re gonna ride my cock like a desperate little whore while your friend’s football practice keeps him busy.”

He walks to his room.

You followed, heart pounding and thighs already sticky.

And that’s how you ended up folded in two on his bed — your knees nearly touching your tits while he fucked you into the mattress like you were nothing but a desperate little cocksleeve.

“Fuckin’ knew you came back for this,” he growled, slamming into you hard enough to make the headboard crack the wall. “Missed gettin’ your hole bullied open like the filthy whore you are, huh?”

You couldn’t even answer — too busy crying out, drooling, legs trembling as he gripped your ankles and pumped you full over and over, his cum spilling out every time he pulled back only to shove it in again deeper.

You couldn’t speak — just moaned, twitching around him, drool and tears mixing on your flushed face as he pumped you full again, balls deep and ruthless.

You did come to see your dear friend.

Totally innocent. You swear. But now ?

Yeah… no way in hell you’re staying away from Megumi’s house.

Not with that cock living there.

[smutwreckts]

fix your face pt two

includes/warnings: body worship, fingering for a sec, p talking, p in v, just like nasty 😭! sorry if i missed anything :)

minors do not interact!! not proofread at all

you slowly but surely met toji’s face now marked with a devious grin, yours was pouting, eyes just a little red.

toji’s face met yours. he ghosted his lips over your mouth and instinctively, your moved to meet his lips. he moved away from you, making you whimper in frustration and a hint of sadness.

“I never told you to move” he slowly, evenly. perfectly masking how much the position he’d gotten you in turned him on.

facing you, toji snuck his right hand around your neck, his thumb caressing your cheek, his other hand at your waist while his nose found your hair. he breathed in the scent of the shampoo you used, humming lightly to himself. he loves the way you smell. you whimpered again, his grip on your neck and waist tightening just a bit

his lips found the side of your face, kissing your temples. he moved down to your ear, kissing it lightly, nipping and pulling at the shell of it. he kissed behind your ear, down your neck, to your collarbone, sucking a few, deep bruises you knew would be there for at least a week. your hands ached to touch him, to return the favor. “toji…”

he ignored you. both of his hands sat at your waist while he was still occupied branding you. marking his territory so you’d never forget who you belonged to.

he kissed down the front of your chest, taking one of your tits into his hand. he squeezed it hard enough to make your thighs rub together. “don’t do that” he warned you. you stopped but your body ached with anticipation.

“so beautiful. so perfect” you whimpered at the praise.

he took one of your nipples into his mouth, his warm tongue licking over it, sucking harshly, drawing a slight moan from you.

while his mouth worked on your nipples, you felt a hand travel to your cunt again. his hand tucked tightly in between your thighs, his face towered over you again.

“she’s so wet f’me. you like when i tell you what to do? do you like getting me angry so i can do this to you?”

you felt a finger press on your clit hard, making your mouth fall open, a small sound. you looked down at where toji was touching you.

he kissed your cheek again and you could feel toji’s fingers rubbing over your opening. he was finally going to touch you the way you wanted.

before you could register it, toji turned you around, facing the mirror in your bedroom. his hand quickly returned to its former place, not quite touching. toji was incredibly hard, you could feel his cock tented through his pants. the anticipation made you arch your back, your ass pressing into him. he hissed through gritted teeth.

toji swiftly put you in a headlock, bicep around your throat, his hand tangling in your hair, pulling hard enough to make you not to do that again. he let go, hand and arm falling back to your waist.

you felt a finger press into your hole. you knees were shaking. toji worked his finger up into you, slowly and criminally. he knew your body so well. he knew this was good but wasn’t enough for you. he didn’t care. he didn’t care of hard he was or how you were whimpering underneath him for more.

once his palm met your cunt, his finger buried deep inside of you, he removed it just as fast. your pussy clenching and releasing, missing the warmth of his hand. he rubbed hard circles into your clit again making you moan out his name.

“please, toji”

“what do you want?”. he was going to make you tell him exactly what wanted. you hated (but secretly loved) when he did this. your face would get hot, cheeks and ears turning red from embarrassment.

“mmm toji, t-touch me, please”. he chuckled at your request. he loves this shit. he gets off on this shit.

“how do you want me touch you?”

your face was impossibly hot and your stomach churned with embarrassment and turned with desire. but you didn’t care. you needed him now.

“toji, please fuck me” you said breathlessly, another pout adorning your face.

“with what baby?”, he was mocking you now. making you say the things you struggled to say. “you want my fingers?”

you shook your head no. he knew what you wanted but you had to be the one to say it.

“you want my cock?” he asked in your ear, words dripping with desire. goosebumps broke out across your whole body at his words. he wanted you to say yes, he was aching for it. pre cum had stained his pants minutes ago but a new wave had made the spot bigger.

you nodded. a hand came up to your face, smacking it firmly. enough to show red, not enough to hurt you. you whimpered, toji’s self restraint slipping just a little bit more. “say it”.

“nghh toji, p-please, i want your cock”

and that was all it took.

you were on the bed, face down, ass up, exposing your sex to the cold bedroom air. you heard toji’s belt and pants hit the floor. you looked back and around to him seeing him undress drew a pornographic moan from your mouth. he’s so hot and he knew that and the arrogance of it all made you wet all over again. he smirked at you.

toji’s shirt came off right after showing all the ridges and grooves of his muscular body. he was only in his underwear now. he slid them down, his dick smacking against his abs, pre cum glistening on his tip, now smeared across his torso. you whimpered again. he fisted his cock a few times.

toji walked up to the bed and knelt behind you. you felt both of toji’s hands rub the globes of your ass, welts already formed from his earlier assault. spreading your ass, toji let a glob of spit fall from his mouth directly onto your puckered hole. you clenched out of instinct as it rolled down to your cunt, a chill going down your spine.

toji collected his spit with his tip, spitting some more into his hand, fisting himself again. he rubbed his tip down the length of your cunt, making you whine out for him.

“are you gonna be good for me baby? shut that pretty fuckin mouth for once?”

all you could muster out was yes’s and i’m sorry’s and please’s. for a minute there, toji didn’t do anything but stare your body lustfully. placing two rough hands on your hips…

…and with all the anger he felt earlier for you, he pulled his hips back and slammed his length all the way into you, bringing your hips with him, a loud smack of your skin against his echoed around the room.

you screamed, toes curling, body on fire from the immediate stretch. toji had no mercy for you tonight.

he began drilling in and out you as moans spilled from your mouth. the drag of his cock and the friction inside your velvet walls made your brain go fuzzy. your body moved forward on its own, trying to run away from him but he wouldn’t let you.

a hand wrapped around your throat, anchoring you to him.

“i thought you wanted this baby?” he cooed at you, still jackhammering his hips into yours, balls slapping against your clit, overstimulating you more.

“you like getting me pissed off so i can do this to you, ain’t that right?”

your ears were ringing and toji’s voice was drowned out by the squelch of your pussy and the sound of skin on skin. toji’s hand around your throat squeezed when you didn’t respond making your eyes gloss over. you really didn’t even hear what he said but you just mumbled yes’s as fast as you could.

a large hand pressed down on your back making you arch more and toji pressed his chest into your back. with the hand that was around your throat, toji gripped his hand around the lower part of your face making you lips pucker open. he spit into your mouth. “swallow it”

you swallowed his spit, cheeks burning and body still shaking from the way he was pounding into you. you stuck your tongue out to show him.

“my good little cock slut” he groaned out. the slight of you completely wrecked, doing everything he said, made him even harder. you could feel a vein on his shaft growing and dragging along your walls. you mewled out his name.

“do you hear that? she’s talking back to me” he said mockingly.

“she’s so much nicer to me than you”

“m’sorry toji, m’sorry, i won’t do it again”. a lie. you knew it and he knew it too.

“don’t wanna hear that mouth right now brat”. you shoved your head into the bed further trying to hide your face; partially at toji’s mean words, partially because you needed to be grounded. you felt the coil in your stomach tighten

toji’s hands massaged your body up your torso, rubbing circles into each part. one hand gripped your hair, hard, helping bringing your body back to his and the other reaching around to your face putting his middle and ring finger in your mouth. you closed your lips around his fingers sucking.

toji leaned back, standing on his knees bringing you with him, the hand in your hair went straight to your clit, rubbing tight, hard, circles.

“m’close toji” you gurgled around his fingers, spit dripping out the side of your mouth.

toji removed his fingers from your mouth smearing spit down you chin. his other hand squeezing your nipples and pulling. you felt yourself get closer and the second his tip kissed your cervix, you saw white and the coil in your stomach snapped.

you fell forward, chest hitting the mattress as toji continued fucking you through your orgasm. your body was shaking from the pleasure and toji’s harsh movements, faster than when he started.

“fuck baby you’re still taking me so well”

toji’s groans grew louder as his hips stuttered. he went still as ropes of his cum painted your walls. he collapsed on top of you, cock softening inside of you.

you giggled softly. toji kissed your shoulder, hands snaking underneath your stomach. “quit trying to piss me out”.

“but it’s so fun!”

you and toji stayed there for the rest of night, stuck together. this is the best way to resolve a fight.

part two to what i posted earlier! i think i like reading smut more than writing it… i like writing fluff better #hopeless romantic at heart! Lmk what u think <3, part one is on my page!

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HOLD ME BACK

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yuji never understood what personal space meant. well, not when it came to you.

no one batted an eye because everyone just assumed he was your boyfriend due to the constant touching and the way his hands naturally found their way to you and only you.

from the moment you met, he had been all over you. legs pressed together, his cheek was always pressed against your shoulder when you were seated and his hand was always holding yours. if he wasn't leaning on you, he was laying his head on your lap, his face in your stomach, idly tracing patterns on your skin, or rearranging your guts like it was the most natural thing in the world. because it was, wasn't it?

you were best friends at the end of they day. best friends are supposed to be touchy.

you never had a best friend before.

he knew that.

he knew that he was taking advantage of you and your lack of knowledge on how these things actually work. but he told you this was normal, and super close best friends did this.

but he couldn't help it, not with the way you chirp out his name as you entered his dorm after a mission.

"hi yu!"

your arms immediately wrapped around his waist. one of his arms lazily wrapped around you.

"missed you.. how was your day baby?" he whispered, nudging his nose against your temple.

"was okay, I did an exorcise on curse." your vocabulary was a bit limited due to spending most of your life isolated in the village you grew up in before getting scouted by gojo.

"curses died! so many! and nobara helped!"

"so proud of you.." he murmured, hands moving to your waist. he pulled you onto his lap as he sat on the edge of the bed. his touch was far too intimate for friendship.

you went crazy whenever he praised you without having any idea why.

you whined desperately trying to grind on his lap like he taught you to. he chuckled, hold tightening to stop your movements.

"no baby, I don't have any condoms on me."

a pout appeared on your lips. "mean.."

you moved off his lap making him furrow his eyebrows. he sighed before forcing you back onto his growing lap, pushing you down to feel his bulge.

"fucking brat.. take care of this."

"don't have condoms" you mimicked him.

bad idea.

"yu!" you moaned out his name as his thick cock disappeared in and out of you at a fast pace.

"calling me mean.. god, babe, you hurt my feelings."

your mouth was opened, letting sweet and pornographic moans leave all while whimpering out his name like a prayer.

"ya? like my dick without protection? cuz I sure do.." he chuckled, big veiny hands separating your cheeks to see your pretty tight holes. "get to really feel you." your back was arched like a damn cat. his hands reached to grab yours, forcing you to keep your cheeks open for him.

drool flooded the pillow all while your brain was turning into mush.

his eyes were set on the recoil of your ass bouncing as he pounded into you. the room was starting to feel way too hot for winter.

his face leaned down, lips connecting to the column of your neck once he moved your hair away. his wet kisses trailed up to your jaw, biting playfully.

"you have the prettiest, sweetest pussy baby." he pulled back to continue watching you take his cock. a hand went to spank your ass chuckling once you whined. his hips snapped into you with more force.

"look at ya.. moaning cuz of me. moan louder cmon.. make the whole school know that your best friend makes you feel so good."

he could feel himself begin to twitch inside you. "take your head out the pillows. wanna see your face once I cum inside." your head was picked up by his hand pulling on your hair making you arch even more until your back hit his chest.

the hand moved down to your neck, gripping onto it as his other hand snaked down between your legs, rubbing at your clit messily at a fast pace.

your eyes widened when he mentioned finishing inside. you didn't know much but from your understanding, coming inside = babies. his thrusts started getting sloppy as he neared his release.

"you're gonna take my load alright? then we'll be together okay? like boyfriend and girlfriend."

"we go together if you finish inside..?" you babbled curiously.

"mhm.. you wanna be more than best friends, love?"

you nodded.

"good.." he watched as your body went limp after he filled you up, a loud moan left his lips. he pulled out, holding your folds apart as his semen oozed out of you. "love you.." he leaning down, moving your face to the side as he pecked your lips lovingly.

"love you.. more"

of course you loved your best friend. now boyfriend.

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Your quiet gamer boyfriend Choso barely says a word when he’s locked in. His headset’s on, hoodie up, legs crossed on the floor in front of the TV. The glow of his screen flashes blue and red against his face, highlighting the calm concentration in his features. He’s been like that for hours—lost in his world, clicking buttons, brows furrowed in total silence.

You’ve grown used to this routine. He games, you hang around—usually scrolling your phone, sometimes reading, other times just teasing him for fun.

Tonight, it starts with a stretch.

You’re curled up on the couch, wearing his hoodie and a pair of soft sleep shorts. You arch your back just a little, arms over your head. The hem of the hoodie lifts—exposing the smooth line of your stomach, a flash of your hip. You feel his eyes on you, quick and fleeting. He doesn’t say anything.

But when he dies in-game a few minutes later, you smirk to yourself.

“You okay over there, baby?” you say innocently, not even looking up from your phone.

He doesn’t answer.

You shift again—crossing your legs slowly, letting the fabric of your shorts slide higher.

Another death.

And this time, you hear it: the soft click of the controller hitting the floor. A quiet sigh. Then nothing.

You glance up—and he’s already moving toward you.

Headset off. Hoodie sleeves pushed up. He doesn’t speak, not yet. He just kneels in front of you, hands resting on your thighs, warm through the fabric.

“What’s wrong?” you ask sweetly, brushing a hand through his hair. “Did I distract you?”

He looks up at you. Calm, unreadable. His glasses have slipped down just a bit on his nose. His lips are slightly parted, breath slower than usual. Still not saying a word.

Then he leans forward—slowly—and presses a kiss just above your knee.

“Keep playing with me like that,” he murmurs, voice low and so quiet you almost miss it, “and I’m not gonna be able to stay calm.”

Your breath catches.

You try to tease again—“But I thought you liked it when I—”

He cuts you off with another kiss. Higher this time. His hands slide up, pushing your thighs apart with gentle insistence. When he speaks again, there’s something darker in his tone.

“Put the phone down.”

You do.

He slides his hands beneath the hoodie, fingertips grazing your skin, pulling you closer to the edge of the couch. He’s still quiet, still controlled—but you feel the tension in him. Like he’s holding something back. Like he’s been wanting this—wanting you—for longer than he’s willing to admit.

“You walk around like this,” he whispers, dragging his mouth up the inside of your thigh, “every day… act all sweet… make those little noises when you stretch, touch my hair when I’m trying to focus—”

You gasp when his tongue traces the edge of your shorts.

“—and I don’t say anything. I don’t do anything. But tonight…?”

He slides your shorts down in one smooth motion, gaze locked on yours.

“Tonight I’m done pretending I don’t notice.”

His mouth is warm, relentless. He takes his time—no rush, no distractions. You can feel how much he wants to savor every second, like he’s waited too long to have you like this. And he watches you the whole time—like your reactions are his favorite game.

Your hand finds his hair, fingers threading through the strands as you moan, soft and desperate. He groans into you, finally letting some of that quiet restraint break.

“Louder,” he whispers, voice hoarse. “Wanna hear you.”

You cry out, hips bucking, and that’s when he really loses it.

He stands, eyes dark and intense, and pulls the hoodie up over your head, tossing it aside. Then he leans over you, bracing one hand on the back of the couch as he kisses you—deep, messy, consuming. His lips are soft but his movements are anything but.

“Turn around,” he breathes against your mouth.

You obey, dizzy, bracing your hands on the couch cushions as he kneels behind you. His hands trail up your back, gentle, reverent. And when he finally sinks into you, it’s like a switch flips.

Every slow, careful touch becomes something more primal. His grip tightens. His hips snap harder. Still not much talking—just low groans, stifled curses, and your name whispered like a secret.

And when you start to tremble, crying out with every thrust, he leans forward, wrapping one arm around your waist, the other cradling your chest. Holding you close.

“Mine,” he says, voice barely more than a growl. “Say it.”

“Yours,” you moan, breathless. “I’m yours.”

He doesn’t stop until you’re boneless beneath him, gasping his name into the cushions. When he finishes, it’s with a strangled moan against your neck, pulling you back into him like he can’t stand to let you go.