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“fuck, baby. i really can’t get enough of your mouth.” mark moans from above you, watching the way you take him into your mouth while gripping the arms of his chair.

you’re on your knees in front of the company’s ceo. it’s actually not the first time either. how you ended up here, you don’t know, but what you do know is that you really love having your boss’ cock in your mouth.

“aren’t you scared you’re gonna get caught fucking your little employee?” you tease, pulling your mouth away to pump his cock wet with your spit.

“don’t give a fuck, baby. i’m the fucking ceo.” he pulls your head back by your hair and you moan at the sting in your scalp.

“get up.” he says, hand still in your hair, bending you over his desk.

“love it when you’re rough with me.” you moan, pushing your ass onto him.

“gonna give you a promotion after this.” he whispers under his breath as he lines his tip up with your entrance.

you both moan when he bottoms out. he gives a couple slow thrusts before picking up the pace. he places one hand on your hip and the other trails up your spine and makes its way into your hair again, pulling your head back.

“oh fuck. love your cock so much.” you bite your lip, lifting your upper half off his desk so your back meets his chest.

“yeah? love getting fucked by your boss, baby?” removing his hand from your hair to rest it on your stomach.

“yes.” you drag the word out. hands coming up to play with your tits. “wanna cum on your cock.”

“think you deserve that?” the hand on your stomach moves to your jaw, turning your head to look at him.

and that’s when you really get to admire him, mark lee. a man who doesn’t have a single bad bone in his body, who doesn’t use his powerful position to treat his employees like shit, who treats you with such respect maybe that’s why you’re constantly on his knees for him.

“wanna be yours, mark.” you sniff not even realizing your eyes had begun to water until he wipes a tear away.

mark lee the sweetest man you’ve ever met. even with his long hair covering his eyes he still looks the prettiest.

he leans in to kiss you, hand holding the back of your head. and that’s when he cums, tongue in your mouth and taking in your confession.

he turns you around so you’re laying on your back on his desk. continuing to make out with you while thrusting to make sure you finish. he always makes sure you finish too.

“mark,” you grip his bicep and look up at him with teary eyes. “cumming.”

“go ahead, baby.” placing soft kisses on your neck. mark’s never told you this because he never thought you’d feel the same, but he’s been in love with you from the moment he saw you, as cliche as it is. why he didn’t just confess his feelings instead of fucking you in his office everyday? he didn’t know, but he for sure wasn’t going to let you leave without being his.

“my pretty girl.” he whispers, admiring how beautiful you look coming down from your orgasm. truly the most beautiful girl he’s ever laid his eyes on.

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what was the thing doja cat said about big noses? you thought to yourself while staring at jeno’s side profile again.

“i seriously can’t get over how nice your nose is. has anyone ever told you that?” you rest your cheek on the palm of your hand and just admire him.

“i don’t think anyone has ever been as obsessed with my nose as you. what’s with you?” he laughs looking away from his phone and in your direction.

“i just like big noses because,” you pause, debating if you should even finish your sentence. there’s quite a long pause, long enough for jeno to set his phone aside and turn his attention all on you.

“please enlighten me, baby.” he found you being flustered quite entertaining. he wasn’t gonna let you back out of this now.

“um” you let out a breathy laugh, breaking the eye contact. suddenly you felt nervous.

“hm?” he leans in closer, leveling with your gaze so now you were forced to look at him.

“because you can sit on them.” you finished with a quiet voice, turning your head.

“i’m sorry, can you repeat that?” he held a hand to his ear. oh how he loved teasing you.

“because you can sit on them!” you yelled finally looking at him again, but with flushed cheeks.

“ohh okay.” he leans back on the couch away from your space now, but still looking at you with that eye smile he does. you rolled your eyes, annoyed with his teasing and moved to walk out already embarrassed enough.

“no, no. where do you think you’re going?” he grabs onto your hand, pulling you back.

“away. you’re making me feel embarrassed for even bringing this up.”

“i didn’t say anything though.” he moves you so you’re now in between his spread legs. “sit on it.”

you raise your brows thinking you heard him wrong.

“pardon?”

“you heard me. sit on it.”

he pulls you down to sit on his lap, arms moving to wrap around your waist pulling you into him.

“sit on my face, baby. you can ride my nose while you’re at it.”

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haechan accidentally lets the word ‘mommy’ slip one night while you’re riding him. can you blame him? it’s not his fault you’re riding him so good and he just happened to get lost in the pleasure.

“fuck mommy.” he’s looking down at the way your pussy swallows his cock and mutters under his breath so low that you almost miss it, but you don’t.

“what did you just say?” you stop bouncing and stare at him. you want to let a laugh out, but restrain yourself.

“n-nothing.” he swallows, bringing his hands to your hips and squeezing to try to get you to continue, but you don’t and that’s when he knows he’s fucked.

“n-nothing” you mock, “you literally just called me mommy and you think i’m gonna let that slide?”

“can we please ignore it? i was so close.” he whines, speaking to you with a pout and leans his head back on the headboard.

“was mommy making you feel good, baby?” you coo, leaning forward to hover your lips over his. you smirk when you feel his cock twitch.

“mm didn’t know you had a mommy kink, hyuckie.” you tease, giving him a kiss. he chases after your lips when you pull away, but you push him back against the headboard.

placing your hands on his chest, you continue to bounce on his cock looking over your shoulder to watch the way your ass meets his thighs.

“oh fuck i’m so close.” his hands move down to your ass giving it a squeeze. he leans forward, head buried into your neck where he bites down on the skin. “please mommy, make me cum.”

when he looks up at you with those eyes you can’t help but let out a giggle. it’s not that you’re making fun of him, but who would’ve thought someone so bratty could be so submissive.

you don’t even get the chance to give him an answer because you’re already feeling the warmth of his cum in you. you look at him in shock and he only hides his face on your chest.

“i’m sorry, i’m sorry i really tried to hold it. i’ll eat you out to make up for it.” he lifts his head up and looks at you with this desperate look in his eyes.

you pull yourself off him to lay on your back beside him, legs spread. you watch him quickly make his way between your thighs, eager to please.

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“so, mommy?” he’s just finished cleaning you up and comes back to lay next to you.

“you’re just so hot. can you blame me for letting it slip?” he pouts, cuddling up to you.

“shut up.” you laugh and smack his shoulder.

“you should let me suck your tits next time while you ride me.”

“alright that’s enough. goodnight.”

“don’t act like you wouldn’t enjoy it. it would give the real mommy experience, don’t you think?”

“goodnight.”

a/n: okay okay i lied about not putting up my other smut works. also, i know i made a pt. 2 to this one but did not save it……😬 sooo does anyone have it? :D

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“you have such a pretty face i’m jealous.” you held xiaojun’s face in your hands, thumbs running over his eyebrows. this man was truly carved from the gods and you couldn’t believe he was laying in front of you right now.

“pretty enough to sit on?” his finger slowly trailing upward from your waist to the side of your breast.

“clever, aren’t you?” you smile and pinch his cheek. he turns his head to kiss the inside of your wrist and looks up at you.

“i wasn’t joking.” he says, not once breaking the eye contact.

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cumming on your boyfriends face was not something you thought you’d ever do. which is something that probably should’ve already happened considering you two were experimental, but it was just never brought up.

“i feel insane,” you laugh moving away from his face to sit on the bed. “are you okay? can you breathe?”

“baby, i’m fine. perfect, even.” his finger running over his bottom lip still wet with your arousal.

“didn’t think it was possible to cum that hard with just face riding.” you turn to look at him again. “why have we been depriving ourselves?”

“i don’t know, but i wanna go again.” he reaches for your hips, bringing you back onto his face. and how can you resist when you’ve got such beautiful eyes looking up at you?

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YOU LIKE IT WET AND SO DO I

“so wet, baby and this is all for me?” you’re backstage, legs spread open on the couch, yangyang on his knees in front of you. did you get turned on by your boyfriend on stage? yes, but why wouldn’t you? have you seen him?

“just for you.” spreading your lips, he leans forward to lick between your fingers, moaning at the taste.

“just me being on stage get you wet, baby?” he slips a finger in, slowly pumping it in and out, watching the way your face contorts with pleasure.

“mhm.” you arch your back, your legs moving to rest on his shoulders. “please, yang. give me what i want. i’ve been a good girl.”

KEEP ME HUMMING, KEEP ME MOANING

you’re sure you look a mess now. halfway down the couch, gripping the edge, nails digging into the leather. with your legs still on yangyang’s shoulders, your toes curl.

“oh fuck, fuck!” you grind against his nose your hands pulling on his hair. “please, wanna cum. make me cum, baby.”

you could squeal at the way he’s eating you out so good. yangyang would rather give than receive. he just loves being able to bury his face into your pussy. licking, sucking, kissing all of it. he could do it for hours if you’d let him. he gets off on hearing your moans, feeling you pull on his hair, the way your breathing starts getting faster, seeing the way your brows furrow and your hips grind against his face. you were such a beauty he could never get enough of you.

and when he finally gets a taste of your release he himself cums as well. moaning against your pussy and licking it all up.

“can i clean you up?” you whisper, sitting up on your elbows.

“please.” he breathes, moving to sit beside you.

a/n: okay but why did i just notice that in the original it said bed when this all took place backstage on a COUCH omg how did i just realize this a year later

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chenle who just admires you. who looks at you with so much love in his eyes even when you’re just staring off. but what he loves most is watching the pure excitement on your face when you see a sunset. you could be pointing at it, going on about how beautiful it is, but he’s not looking at the sunset he’s looking at you.

he’s got this lovesick smile on his face, hearts in his eyes and when you turn to look at him you frown breaking him out of his daze.

“you’re not looking.”

“i’m sorry, baby. i just get so distracted looking at you. you’re so much prettier than a sunset.”

“you’re so cheesy.”

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coming home to mark and just melting into his arms. and he doesn’t ask questions because he already knows you’ve had a hard day. so he just runs his hands up your back before wrapping them around you, giving a little squeeze. and a kiss to your forehead.

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never once did you think you’d be sending a video of yourself masturbating to a guy before, but here you are. you also never thought you’d be putting so much thought into something so simple. was the angle okay? were your moans pretty enough? would he even enjoy it?

little did you know jisung was trying to hold it together in a cramped bathroom stall. he stares down at the three bubbles anxiously. did you back out? did you not want to do this anymore? did he pressure you too much? would he even have enough time to rub one out before it was time to go on stage?

both of you stare down at your phones with the same feeling of anxiety. biting down on your thumbnail, you quickly press send. you were just going to drop your phone and run away, but why not add a little flirty text too before you flee?

from: y/n (:

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here’s a little something ;)

jisung feels his body run cold. his thumb shakily hovering over the play button. he closes his eyes and lets a breath out before shoving all his thoughts to the back of his head and pressing play.

he whimpers at the sight of your tits. how he wishes he could have them in his mouth right now. perhaps he could wait until tonight, where you’ll both finally be alone. no interruptions, no more waiting. he’d been yearning for the day he finally gets to touch you, feel the warmth of your skin.

he moans at the sight of you spreading your legs, pussy now on full display for him. he watches the way you run a finger up your slit before teasing yourself by slowly slipping in a finger. it’s not until he hears that sweet sound from your mouth that he feels himself harden in his pants. it was just a soft gasp, but even that was enough to do it for him.

taking his cock out he slowly pumps himself, matching your pace. god did you have such a pretty pussy. maybe one day you could teach him how to please you.

he’s a minute in now and he can feel how close he is. it almost feels pathetic, but can you blame him? he can’t help it that you’re so pretty and you just turn him on so much. it isn’t until you bring a hand up to your tit, squeezing your palm around it, stimulating yourself by playing with your nipple, that he cums. he cums to the sight of you playing with your tit. he truly is done for.

he leans his head back against the stall door. suddenly the stall feels even more cramped and stuffy. the video’s still going and he looks down letting out a breathy laugh at the fact he came and the video still wasn’t even over yet. maybe next time he could edge himself a little longer to cum with you.

before cleaning himself up he takes a picture of the evidence and sends it to you.

from: jisung <3

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hey…

so i might’ve came a little early heh 😅

hearing the ping from your phone you slowly lift it up to see he had responded. he even hearted the video. tapping on the picture, you almost moan at the sight of his cock. how is it possible for a cock to be so pretty? you could start drooling just thinking about having it in your mouth or inside you.

bringing a finger down to your pussy you feel how wet you are. you moan softly and slip your finger in. just thinking about him, his cock, his cum. how warm it would feel inside you. his pretty lips you wish you could kiss. how pretty his moans would sound like. just the thought of him was enough to make you cum.

staring up at the ceiling you think, how the fuck did you end up here?

from: y/n (:

y/n (: hearted an image

that’s alright baby

see u tonight 😉

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jeno with these glasses on. they really shouldn’t be making you feel this way, a literal accessory, but you can’t help your boyfriend looks fucking hot in anything even in a simple pair of glasses.

“please don’t take them off.” you whisper. he looks at you, stunned when he feels your hand over his stopping him from removing his glasses. but when he sees how flushed you look that stunned expression turns into a smug one.

“the glasses make you wet, baby?” running two fingers up your pussy to feel for himself. he pulls them away and holds them up for you both to see. splitting his fingers into a v, your slick coating them.

“mm guess they do.” he smiles, putting those same two fingers inside his mouth.

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mark pulls away from the kiss, wiping the string of spit and looking at you with his lip between his teeth.

“i’m so sorry.” he laughs when he sees how messy your hair is. “you probably spent so much time on your hair. here, baby i’ll fix it.”

when he’s done, he just sits there looking at you with so much love. you, who sits on his lap, lips a little swollen and hair still a bit of a mess, but you’ve never looked more beautiful.

“i’m so in love with you.”

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this haechan fingering you.

“i didn’t know a little eyeliner could make you this horny, baby.” he leans over you, fingers going in and out of your cunt.

“leave me alone.” you whine, turning your head to avoid eye contact.

he grips your chin turning your head back to face him. you feel the ring on his finger digging into your skin sure to leave a mark. “eyes on me, doll.”

“‘m gonna cum.” you grip his wrist and look up at him.

“yeah? go ahead, baby.”

he brings his fingers coated in your release up to your lips.

“taste yourself.”

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how are you supposed to focus on the movie in front of you when your boyfriend’s fingers are buried in your cunt? the pleasure distracting you from the scene playing in front of you. you look down at the movement beneath the blanket and listen to the sound of your wet cunt.

“can’t you at least wait until the movie’s over?” you breathe out, squeezing your eyes shut.

“you want me to stop with how close you are?” he continues to thrust his fingers in and out, watching the way you slide lower onto the couch, legs spreading wider.

and when you finish he pulls his fingers out, pats your leg while licking his fingers clean and goes back to cuddling you and watching the movie like nothing happened.

“okay. we can finish the movie now.”

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it’s december now when you see jisung again. now he sits beside you with red hair, but the same pretty plump lips. and he’s telling you all about how tour went, but your focus seems to be on his lips. how badly you want to feel them on yours again. you’d been starved for months.

“y/n?” he waves his hand in front of your face, holding a laugh back. “you okay? you spaced out.”

shaking your head, you smile and nod. “yes i’m okay i was just,” you look back down at his lips, how tempting they look. just one kiss. “i really wanna kiss you right now.”

“oh!” he looks down at his hands nervously, reaching up to rub his neck. the nerves never seem to go away when he’s around you. regardless of how much time has passed. “s-sure.”

you don’t miss the chance to lean in closer, your lips hovering over his before you look up into his eyes.

“okay.” you whisper.

and that’s where you have your second kiss. in your home, sitting in front of the fireplace, your heart feeling warmer now that you’ve had the chance to reconnect with your love.

your summer love who turns into your winter, spring and autumn love.

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you don’t think you’ll ever forget your summer love. the tall boy with black hair and pretty plump lips. you won’t forget how nervous he was to kiss you for the first time, never getting to reach that stage with anyone before.

“is it okay if i kiss you?” he whispers. he’s so close and he smells so good you want to back up out of nervousness, but you don’t. you can’t help but look down at his lips so pretty and plump you don’t think you could ever forget them. now you’re curious to know how they’d feel on yours.

“yes.” you whisper back.

and that’s where you had your first kiss, on the beach, in the middle of august and with the sun setting in the background. but all good things must come to an end. not because the love has run out, but because your schedules couldn’t align.

and now it’s september and you’re looking down at your journal where you’ve written about him and he’s on tour in another country. you wonder if you’re still on his mind like he’s still on yours. jisung was his name.

you hope one day you get the chance to reconnect, actually make something bigger of what you two had, but for now he’ll just be your summer love.

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“you’re so warm and soft.” you mumble into renjun’s neck, snuggling closer with your arms around his neck. you’re thankful the weather has started to drop because now it means you can just cuddle more. not that you normally don’t, but now you can cuddle with a thousand blankets and a fluffy sweater.

“i forgot how clingy this weather makes you.” he closes his eyes, loving the feeling of your body on top of his. as much as he loves to tease, he actually loves having these moments with you. just silence, in each other’s arms, with the sound of rain if it does happen to rain that day. maybe a candle or two lit.

“love you, junie.” you whisper and move your head away from his neck to look at him. you smile when he slowly opens his eyes and smiles back at you.

“i love you, too.”

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jeno who helps you put your heels on.

“jen, can you help me with this strap?”

you’re just about to leave for a night out with your boyfriend, but you can’t seem to figure out the strap on your heels so who do you go to for help? your lovely boyfriend.

“here.” he pats his thigh as a signal to put your foot on it.

and once he’s done fixing them for you, he gently pats your ankle and puts your foot back down.

“there you go, my love.”