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evamaddison0 · 1 year

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝

Yandere behavior, Siyoon Baek x GN!reader, reader is based off of my personality and will have similar sceneries of what happened to me. (Also a little bit based off of my bff)

Truly, he thought he was in love with Jeongmin at first, trust me;; he did think deeply at it. But lately, it seems that Jeongmin has… Become into a person he doesn’t see her to be, anymore. At least, not the Jeongmin he once knew. Was this the first time he fell out of love? Hardly think so, but it was a possibility… What was he doing wrong? He promised himself to love the girl forever. Yet, every time that time passes by— Jeongmin always seemed to be pestering with that brunette haired boy. It was… Annoying.

But, that soon changed when he realized what he was missing. The soul and perspective Baek was looking for, was not Jeongmin… Jeongmin was not the person he was supposed to love. It was someone named [Name]… How foolish of Siyoon Baek to love someone else so foolishly, when his soulmate was you all along ever since Jeongmin’s “enemy” had accidentally introduced you to him.

Oh how interesting you were, indeed. Neglectful parents who pampers you and babies you like an eight year old, not letting you out of your house… Pink styled clothings— or just casually wearing black colored clothes. Either, you looked very comfortable either way. You even always wore shorts every now and then.

It was you who he was missing. He is supposed to love you no matter what shape you take. If you were Jeongmin, he will realize this and love you. If Jeongmin was you and tried taking him to herself;; she would fail. It’s you he’s after. Your perspective and soul, he wants all of it.

This is why he fell out of love with Jeongmin.

So, by the time of trying to stalk you whenever Jeongmin went off to school— he notices you work for the hotel and as a part time baker. Interesting enough, Siyoon likes what he sees, he adores that you work hard for money to buy enough food for yourself… It was truly fascinating that you could work so hard.

And almost everyday, he stalked you. Almost every hour, every week, every weekend. It ticked his hunger for you, something that has him feral for your poor precious soul. You weren’t too strong… He knew you were dumb, and someday, would end up poor. He couldn’t have that now could he? He hated how your parents even go so far off to tell you: “How are you going to live alone, if you can’t do things on your own?” That ticks him off.

And so, it happens that the two of you ended up meeting one another;; coincidentally on the same train that was supposed to head to your home place. You just finished work and earned money for yourself, so, you had to wait three days for it. That’s where Siyoon Baek took his shot;; as he had jumped onto the same train with you, smiling mischievously at the background, with blush covering his face.

“Hello, excuse me…” Siyoon Baek’s voice interrupted your thoughts, making you look up from your phone to stare at the white haired male with concern;; and slight paranoia. Did he need something from you? “Yes?” You mumbled softly out, making Siyoon’s heart ache even more so, now that you’ve responded to him. You finally… Acknowledged him. No Jeongmin in the way, no nothing… Not even that filthy brat of a girl he attacked a few weeks ago. With a plastered saint smile, the big boy sat next to you and of course— made sure you had enough space which you somewhat liked.

“Sorry, it’s just, I couldn’t help but recognize you~ You must be [Name] right? A friend of Jeongmin.” The male started, mischievously. You started blinking owlishly and thought about this for a while… Now that you got a closer look, this man was Jeongmin’s boyfriend. Ah right, how could you forget? Jeongmin has a very handsome boyfriend, who’s also very loyal… You couldn’t help but envy her… You’ve seen it all even inside the lobby room, where Siyoon Baek was talking with someone else next to Jeongmin. It was at the Cinema that day…

Perhaps, being too friendly with him wouldn’t be so bad. After all, you’d like to know how him and Jeongmin even got together in the first place, and how long they’ve stayed with one another. So, smiling, you decided to nod. “Yeah, that’s me, you’re Jeongmin’s boyfriend— Siy…oon… Beak?” You tried pronouncing, awkwardly fiddling with your phone in hand, with Siyoon Baek staring right down at you… And then suddenly… Turned away. Face covered halfway, only covering his jaw and mouth- nose even. “?? Siyoon?— Did I spell that wrong?” You blinked concerned, thinking that maybe you did… Oh no, what if he hated that?— Overthinking, you looked down as you tried finding different ways to spell the boy’s name.

Underneath that hidden half of the boy’s face although, was nothing more but an obsessed expression, a massive blush heating up his own face that it was overwhelming. His eyes saw stars, trying to compose himself from kissing you straight away. Oh good God, you’re just too cute. Way too cute, how the hell was he supposed to live with this? So genuine too…

“Uhh… Ba…yak? No. Ugh… Sayon? Is that even a name?—”

He even heard your rambling about trying to correct his name. One more and he’ll entirely lose his control when it comes to just trying to interact with you;; he seriously now had to take action. So, removing his hand immediately from his face, Baek took a deep breath before shutting you up. “Hahaha! No no silly, it’s Siyoon Baek! But I’m quite surprised, you got the first part of my name right at least~ How cute.” Siyoon smirked, eyes focusing on your shocked expression. “Oh shit so I did spell it wrong— forgive me man, I suck pretty much on figuring names out myself…” You awkwardly retorted before scratching your nape, looking down at your phone;; swiping up with a nervous tension growing in you.

You’re going to kill him if you kept acting this cute.

“Even Jeongmin told me you’re her boyfriend… But jeez I didn’t even remember the name spelling- or she didn’t tell me… Whatever— I’m still sorry Siyoon—” Freezing at your words, Siyoon realized you thought him and Jeongmin were still together. … Ah… Right. Jeongmin must not have told you, hasn’t she? This concerns Baek of why… Perhaps you easily feel bad? Who knew?

“Oh, ahaha, I see… You mustn’t have heard the news about me and Jeongmin…” Siyoon sighs as he stares off at the ceiling, legs crossing themselves together while his body leaned back. You eyed the boy, before paying back attention to your phone to text your online friend. “Hm… No. I don’t really pay attention to reality… Did something happen?” You didn’t even know why you proceeded talking anyway… Was it because Siyoon Baek was nice to you right now by just, starting a conversation? Probably.

“Oh? You don’t? Well, well. You better be careful! One day you might die from not hearing about what happened~” Siyoon laughs it off, making you chuckle slightly in return which caught him off… You… Weren’t mad? “Haha… Honestly I can see myself dying because of that stupid reason, you’re right. But what was with you and Jeongmin?” You proceeded to ask, not taking your eyes off of the phone yet;; not noticing a huge smile growing onto Siyoon’s face. If it were to be Jeongmin… He’d be called weird at first for asking such thing… But you, you didn’t seem to care whatsoever. Ah… You’re truly his partner.

“Well…” Sighing - Siyoon decided to cross his arms and slumping against the nearby pole that’s close to the seat. “Me and Jeongmin aren’t really officially dating. Was far as I know,” He trailed off with a chuckle, with your eyes now staring off at him shocked. They broke up? “We’re done for. Jeongmin honestly seems more interested in the other guy, than me.” He admittedly told, and with that… You were starting to think Siyoon Baek probably trusted you… Shit, how should you respond? I mean, you could’ve seen it coming since it’s bound to happen to many couples… But now he’s willingly telling you this…?

“… And you, [Name]…” You hummed in surprise when he said your name, before feeling your left hand being grabbed to the side onto his hand, smiling sinisterly at you that made you feel a slight shiver down your spine, yet, didn’t make an expression. What was this? “How about we… Go fake a date, to surprise Jeongmin and her new lover, ha?” Another deep chuckle escaped the man’s lips. “After all- we’ve coincidentally met because of your classmate… What was her name again? The blonde girl…” Siyoon hums, looking as if he’s genuinely thinking, when in reality, he’s trapping you in his love. If you agree to fake date with him, that means he can manipulate you into loving him more… He would give you anything.

…

Although, the next words were not what he completely expected from you.

“Oh? Fake date??…” You seemed rather nervous, tensing up even with blush covering your cheeks; feeling your chest beating slowly. “I mean sure, but I don’t see why we need to take revenge on Jeongmin… After all, she moved on didn’t she? Loosen up.” You pat the poor guy’s back, paying back attention to your phone once more. “I’ll fake date with you, to make you forget about her. Okay?”

…

Oh [Name], I don’t think you’ve realized how much you’ve made this man more in love with you. He was more desperate than before… How was this possible? Were you possibly existing to remove his stress? He couldn’t let you leave… No. There’s no way. You’re too good to be true… With a another sickening smile and a huge blush covering his face once again, Siyoon swore he had never felt so happy before.

“Of course, darling~”

It’s done omfg

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evamaddison0 · 1 year

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short story: the asmr guy

seonghwa is a nerdy boy who became somewhat popular for his asmr audios, which his classmates say that they're very relaxing, especially the "sticky" sounds. little did they know that those sounds actually come from y/n's ass (the classroom mean bully) when he is being fucked by seonghwa's fat cock lubed with some of his spit.

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evamaddison0 · 1 year

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Something..

Deon Agriche with children

->warning: yandere theme, possession, obsession, afab ( but with gender neutral ), hint

->request by anon! Can you do some hcs of how Deon would react if reader gave birth to triplets?

->a/n: enjoying writing this way more than i expected, also once again, i don’t write the birth, but i do mention it though the headcanons

-> with you being pregnant made deon feel a little unstable, knowing that you could get injurie even die, but you manage to calm him down, telling that would be fine and nothing would happen to you

-> but months went and after hours of screaming and crying, you had give birth to your beloved children, three in fact, something that did made deon surprised than he expected, he was waiting for one not three

-> but, he accepted it, saying that now you two have to raise three children with the intention to make them the most powerful between the agriche, and to be good parents, you added that, hoping to not raise weapons without emotions

->the journey begin, you along deon raising the triples, two little girls that soon grow up to show their beauty, one has a black hairs and your eyes while the other has a copy of her father, both know for their cold personality and skills related to blades, you know that they are able to defend themself if needed, but they still love when you kiss their foreheads and tell stories before they go to sleep

-> and the boy ( the youngest), had his red eyes and your hair, and his personality being the opposite from his sisters, complete calm and always looking for the peaceful choice, not so skilled with weapons and sensitive at the sight of blood, something that make you feel worried about him, what deon would do to him, would he kill your little boy?

-> the answer came one day, deon told you that he and the boy would go out to hunt, and not to waiting him with the girls, stating that both of them would come back in a couple of days

-> and in meanwhile, you took the girls out, buying them new clothes and some blades they found it interesting, even some watching them showing their new abilities before showing deon, according to both, they prefer you over him since your reaction are funnier

-> and was promised, days passed before he came home with your little boy, but now, something is different, the soft eyes of your son are now sharper than usual, and the smile he used to wear is now gone

-> you probably know what happened during their little vacation, but you asked deon and your son about it, how it went and if they manage to hunt some animal and bring it home

-> however, you son didn’t speak a word neither gave you the small animal he was holding in his hand, only he gave some step further to hug you, and slowly you notice your clothes going wet by his tears and you hugged him back, what did exactly occurred in their vacation?

-> after putting your children to bed, and make sure that your son receive medical attention, you straight went to deon, demanding to know what happened

-> your husband made you sit along in the couch, and then, he started explaining that he left the boy alone for a couple of days to see it if the kid was worth of surviving by the hands of agriche, and as you can see, the boy deserve it

-> due to that, not only your son become a little quiet than the usual, something that your daughter also noticed and were a little skeptical at the beginner, but deon seem more protective of you but you didn’t speak a word of it

-> at least, your son didn’t suffer the same end as achilles

@lyomeii stuff || don’t repost

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evamaddison0 · 1 year

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Puppet rizz

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evamaddison0 · 1 year

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Kisses Headcanon — Wally Darling x gn! reader

a/n: I am obsessed with this idea someone help

wc: 0.3k

Master List

❥Oh boy do I have some things to say about this >:)

❥He is a puppet and canonically doesn’t know what a kiss is. I am keeping it that way!!!

❥Wally’s kisses is him just bonking his mouth on you. And you LOVE IT! He even makes the little chu~ noise while doing it. You can rip this idea from my cold dead hands because this is the only way I can imagine it now.

❥He doesn’t kiss you often though :/ But his favorite are cheek kisses. He loves to feel the warmth it brings.

❥He loves when you kiss him. He doesn’t care when or where, he will return the favor. Feels so smug and satisfied after. Especially if you kiss him in front of someone. He just smiles smugly afterwards and continues talking like nothing happened.

❥I think the main form of kissing you’d participate in is just cheek and forehead kisses. Mouth kisses are very rare (but adorable because it's just a tiny bonk and AHHHH). But I think he likes to kiss your cheek the most because it’s just so innocent and feels like it’s the best way to express how much he loves you.

❥Sometimes when you get so overwhelmed with your love for the tiny puppet, you pepper kisses all over his face. He just sits there like a smug cat, preening under your affectionate action. If your lucky, he’ll return the favor, you can’t help but laugh as he bonks you all over the face while saying chu~ alskdgjlghalkjf *explodes*

❥In conclusion, I WANT TO GIVE WALLY A KISS ON THE CHEEK A;SLDKVHNV;EOAFI

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evamaddison0 · 1 year

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Old edit👀 -Don't copy or repost without credit-

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𝗣𝗛𝗬𝗦𝗜𝗖𝗔𝗟 — 𝗹. 𝗵𝗲𝗲𝘀𝗲𝘂𝗻𝗴, 𝗽. 𝗷𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗴

𝗟𝗘𝗧'𝗦 𝗚𝗘𝗧 𝗣𝗛𝗬𝗦𝗜𝗖𝗔𝗟 !!

PAIRING: lee heeseung x male reader x park jongseong

GENRE: smut, implied college au trope

WARNINGS: fwb to lovers, hate sex (kinda), multiple rounds, rough intercourse, voyuerism at the beginning, threesome, impact play, color signals, degradation, gaping kink, double penetration, spit roasting, face fucking, deepthroating, cum swallowing, dumbification, creampie, passing out, implied aftercare

SUMMARY: a simple voyeurism has turned into something more than what you’ve anticipated, but you know what they say, “expect the unexpected”

AUTHOR’S NOTE: this is the part 2 that most have been requesting. this is shitty, yes, i know. also, thank you @sundaesaresundaye for helping me write this. constructive criticisms are very much welcome.

PREVIOUSLY

he was about to walk away when heeseung fastly grabbed his hands, "who told you that you can go now, park? you'll watch me fuck my slut in front of you, and you won't leave until i tell you to, you got that?" and with that, heeseung pulled jay inside the room, locking it and let the poor man watch him fuck you to oblivion.

Jay could feel his undergarments get tighter from the complete submissive sight of you right now, his cock tenting an obvious bulge in his pants. The way you moan Heeseung's name in pure pleasure is driving him crazy, and it's tempting him to just yank his clothing off and join his upperclassman to ruin you.

His frustration for not being able to touch you had caused him to burn holes on the back of Heeseung's head while he palms his painful erection.

This did not go unnoticed by Heeseung, and decided to anger Jay even more. Heeseung bent down on your level and whispered, "look at jay, you slut, so desperate for him to fuck you this good. Look at him. Can he do you this good, hm? Can that small dick of his make you moan like this?"

Before you could even comprehend what Heeseung was saying, Jay was quick to fire back, "Like hell, sunbae. Me? Small? Have you heard him moan my name last night?" he taunted with a chuckle, adding, "he sure hell was pathetically begging me to pound him nonstop. Is that because your cock can't satisfy him anymore? Or because [y/n]'s getting tired of your dry ass in bed?"

The exchange of words between the two increased the tension in the room. Heeseung's mouth was glued shut from jay's retort, clearly irritated but instead of bickering back, heeseung just decided to channel his rage into further wrecking you.

Heeseung despised every word of Jay's sudden revelation; had you really neglected his feelings for your desires? You had to be doing it, and there's no way he'll let it go without you crying for him.

"So you were used last night, you pathetic whore. I'll fucking show you who's making you feel better," heeseung said, fumes pouring from his ears as he slaps your thighs with each thrust.

"c'mon, moan for me like the loud slut you are, [y/n], show your side bitch how good i'm doing you," heeseung spluttered, tightening his grip on your thighs, making you moan louder from the impact of his hips ramming against yours.

“fuck, SEUNGIE~! So fucking good! yES— FUCK!” you screamed on top of your lungs, gripping the sheets tightly as you arch your back from the feeling of your prostate being abused by his manhood.

Heeseung could visibly feel his ego soar to the roof just from hearing you shriek like that, lust and possessiveness rotting his brain; it should only be him making you scream like that; it should only be his cock making you feel good, but alas, you were also fucking jay behind his back; you gotta know the consequences of your actions.

Jay chuckled at the scene in front of him, "I guess I'm not the only one making him moan in pleasure; mind me joining you in punishing him, sunbae?" Jay stood up and began unbuckling his pants, smirking, "let's teach this fuckdoll a lesson, don’t you think he deserves getting ruined for making us fight? After all, this is what he wanted, right?"

Heeseung shortly stopped ramming your ass for a while as the both of them shared knowing glances, smirking to themselves. You could feel their burning gazes on your skin as heeseung released a quiet, yet psychotic, chuckle, "I guess you're right, let's fuck this whore 'til the dawn where he's dumb enough to forget his own name."

"Take his mouth, and I'll make his hole gaping to fit the 2 of us later," Heeseung ordered, his hands rubbing circles on your thighs. The idea has you shivering, getting scared yet excited for what’s to come next.

Seeing your shaking figure, Jay looked at you with soft eyes and checked up on you, caressing your hair drenched in sweat as he softly kissed your forehead, “Sounds like a plan to me. You ok with that, baby? You know your colors right? Because I won't be doing anything without your consent.”

You looked at Jay’s eyes as you tried to catch your breath out, “green, green’s the color,” you managed to mumble, giving them the consent that they need to relentlessly rail you.

Upon the given signal, Heeseung went back to moving his hips and started thrusting in and out of you incessantly. Jay left a small peck on your lips before taking off his shirt and his boxers that revealed his huge manhood ready to impale you once again. He kneels himself on top of you with both of his thighs sandwiching your chest.

“You know the drill, baby boy. Breathe through your nose as I fuck your pretty little mouth, alright?” Jay reminded you, to which you responded with a hard nod while moaning incoherently. He held your head in a comfortable position and smirked to himself, warning you, “I will not be holding back now, baby.”

“E-enough with t-the words— FUCK! J-just use me now goddammit!” you whined demandingly in between your moans only for you to receive a cruel slap from Jay on the face, “You will not tell me what to do, you useless whore. I’ll use you however I want,” he sternly said, “open your fucking mouth.”

You complied with his instruction and did what was said. He placed the head of his manhood on your drooling tongue and started moving his hips before you could even wrap your lips around his throbbing length. Jay thrusted barbarically into your mouth, the tip of his cock never failing to hit the back of your throat.

Tears brimmed your eyes as you continued to moan and gag uncontrollably due to how unmerciful they are. The painful feeling of your throat being hit on repeatedly and your ass being fucked roughly started to get overwhelming for you and has caused you to roll your eyes to the back of your head.

“Shit, you’re drooling everywhere, baby,” Jay pointed out in between his grunts, noticing the amount of saliva coating his dick as he facefucks you. “Is my dick really that good for you to drool, baby? fuck— your mouth feels so warm!"

“Sunbae, how are you able to control yourself from fucking him everytime?” Jay questioned as he once again pushed his cock far down your neck. Heeseung just chuckled as a response at his underclassman’s questioning remark while holding up your legs for him to even get deeper inside you, “Honestly, I don’t know too, but you gotta respect his boundaries if I were you, he can dominate you anytime if he wanted to.”

Jay laughed with Heeseung’s reasoning, his pace unfaltering, “Him dominating me? Tsk, he can’t even top a sub, don’t make me laugh, sunbae.” Jay’s laugh was soon to be cut off by a loud grunt as you pinched his right thigh rather tightly causing him to pull out of your mouth and fall on his side.

You took this opportunity to completely turn the situation and make Jay submit to you. You turned your head to your side and got back to sucking his cock, but this time at your own pace.

A loud moan elicited from Jay's mouth as you swirled your tongue around the sensitive slit of his dick. However, as much as you want to stay dominant, the continuous abuse of your prostate has caused you to lose all your strength and arch your back caused by Heeseung's persistent thrusts.

Noticing this, Jay got back on his knees and slapped you again, "What did I tell you about ruling me in bed, fuckdoll? You'll regret that," Jay warned you as he began working his hips at an animalistic pace.

Gags and squelching noises resonated in the room as the 2 boys used you like a toy. Jay in particular had his pace faltering, his hips moving inconsistently as he started to ride out his high. He moaned loudly as a cause of him cumming profusely in your mouth, “Swallow it, my bitch,” he ordered.

Your’s and Heeseung's climax came not long after, his hands leaving very visible marks of slps on your bare thigh as you grunt loudly while you both chased your own releases; your cock spurting a huge amount of load and heeseung filling you up to the brim.

A small wave of silence took over the room before heeseung decided to break it, “His hole is pretty ready now, jongseong-ah. Will you take us both, [y/n]?” Heeseung asked for permission to which you gave them by impatiently nodding your head, “Use me please, Seungie~ Jay~” you mewled, seductively running your hands on their thighs. On cue, the two of them stood up and adjusted your position to where they could enter you easily.

They aligned their cocks on your hole and started kissing your neck to distract you from the incoming pain from the stretch. “We won’t be holding back now, babe. Just tell us your colors, ‘k?” Heeseung whispered to your ears before leaving a trail of kisses from your earlobe to your neck while running his hands through your hair. You nodded as a response and sank down slowly on their cocks, enveloping it in the warmth of your walls before bouncing softly as to give them a signal to start moving their hips up.

Your mouth hangs agape, tears start to flow down from your eyes as the result of the sudden stretch of your hole. Heeseung sensed your discomfort which caused him to eye Jay as a sign to temporarily slow down to let you adjust, “Don’t rush yourself, baby. We’ll move when you’re ready” Heeseung concerningly said, to which you hummed in response.

A few moments have passed and you have finally adjusted to their sizes, you bounced your hips once again to notify them, and by that, Jay and Heeseung shared nods with each other and started thrusting upwards. Their paces gradually get faster and faster time by time that causes you to elicit wanton, high-pitched moans. Your hands gripped on Jay’s back tightly, leaving long scratches as you fought the immensely overwhelming feeling of their cocks fighting for space in your hole.

Their shafts alternately went in and out of you with their tips never faltering to meet your overly abused prostate. Curses, moans and other sinful sounds filled the 4 corners of room as the three of you let out all the sexual temptations you all had with each other.

“Do you know how fucking sinful you look right now, you naughty bitch?” Heeseung degraded, persistently pouncing your ass, “So this is what you wanted, huh? 2 cocks making your fuckhole gaping? I never knew you were this kind of slut— AH! FUCK TAKE OUR COCKS YOU FILTHY WHORE!” He yelled as you clenched your hole around them.

You started to moan incoherently as their thrusts became even more animalistic. Jay took this chance to spit on your mouth, “You could’ve just told us that you wanted us both instead of making us frustrate ourselves on getting you,” he growled, choking your neck as he spoke. He released his hold from your neck and proceeded again to roughly ram you.

After a long moment of them purely fucking and degrading you — for you at least — the three of you are starting to get closer to your climaxes once again. Filthy groans and words came out of their mouth as they began to lose the consistency of their movements due to their incoming orgasms; you on the other hand has also not been doing so good, your words became half uttered curses, moaning nonsense as you try to tell them that you’re getting close.

“SEUNGIE~ JAY~ FUCK— MAKE YOUR SLUT COME! YES!~ S-SO FUCKING GOOD~” you crazily squealed. Listening to your wish, Heeseung wrapped his hand around your length and began fastly pumping it. “Come for us, our little slut, c’mon, be the good little boy you are,” Heeseung muttered to your ear rather lowly. Your moans got ear-piercingly louder as you released your semen out of your cock.

The voices in the room got bolder, deep groans and moans rang through your ears as they take on to ride out their highs desperately.

Groaning, you woke up on the bed with your body in a lot of pain, sandwiched in between the 2 guys who made you passed out from sex the night before.

“Morning, handsome,” Heeseung greeted, his hands running through your hair locks, leaning to your face to peck your lips. You felt an arm enveloping your body from behind, pulling you closer into a cuddle, “Good morning, sweetheart,” Jay said, his low, morning voice running through your ear.

You smiled at the sweet actions of the two while you try to process everything that went down last night. The events and their rough actions sank down your mind as you looked at the 2 of them to apologize for playing with their feelings. You’re about to speak up when Heeseung immediately cut you off, “I know what you’re thinking, [y/n],” he starts off, “Don’t you worry about it, Jay and I talked about it last night, and we were wondering if you’ll be down in a poly relationship between the three of us,” continued Heeseung, getting up from the bed as he starts putting his shirt on.

“So what do you think, sweets?” Jay asked.

You smiled brightly and nodded your head in happiness and agreement, “Of course, I’d be down with that you dorks!”

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evamaddison0 · 1 year

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hiiiii! your perv!nct series is on point!

can I request the “8th member of Dream”, but this time each member finds themselves in the readers bed at their shared dorm?

for instance, mark knows the reader doesn’t like Thunder, so he sleeps in her bed with her but his hands have to be down her pajama shorts. something like that.

Thank you, I’m super excited to see your take on this.

—｛🎂｝8TH MEMBER SHARING THE BED; W/ NCT DREAM

pairings. OT7!dreamies x 8TH!member

wc. 1k

warnings. fingering, unprotected sex, oral (both. recieving) , cockwarming , doggystyle, mutual masturbation, breeding kink (haechan ik i can't help it),

synopsis. different scenarios where the dreamies end up your bed in your dorm.

—｛🍰｝... MARK ⋮ thunderstorms !

the moment he heard the thunder , he knew you were probably up , so he made his way to your room.

he knocked on your door , opening the door when he heard you whimpering. "you okay , love." he saw your shaking body , climbing into the bed with you , pulling you close to him. "it's okay love , i got you." he rubbed your stomach , his hands slowly inching into your sleep short , rubbing lightly on your clit. "m..mark." you moaned. "shh baby, just let me make you feel good." his fingers , slowly slid into your hole. "so tight , clenching around my fingers." you bit your lip to contain your moans , so the others won't wake up. "pretty baby was scared by the storm , i got you pretty , go a head and cum on my fingers." you covered your face in the pillow as you came on his fingers. "oh fuck , mark , please."

"what do you want now love, you want me to fuck you , keep you full to distract you from the thunder?"

—｛🍰｝... RENJUN ⋮ waking you up in the morning !

renjun knew no one else in the entire dorm could wake you up like he could , that's why he did it every morning.

he opened the door to your room , closing the door. "come on it's time to get up." he shook your body , you pushed him off you , groaning. "too early." he sighed , knowing what would easily wake you up. sliding , the blanket off your body , spreading your legs , climbing on your bed to slot himself in between them. "look at these shorts , i can see the outline of your pussy babe." he said to himself , pulling them down your legs along with your underwear. he came face to face with your heat , kitty licking your clit , making you stir. "come on baby , get up." he licked a stripe up your cunt , messily eating your cunt , your eyes opened , grabbing his hair , "r..renjun , please im gonna cum." your legs closed around his head , as you came on his tongue , he pulled away , his lips covered in your essence.

"im waking you up earlier tomorrow so i can fuck you afterwards."

—｛🍰｝... JENO ⋮ bad dreams !

he heard your whimpering on the other side of the wall , knowing you had a nightmare, he made his way to you.

he didn't bother knocking , opening your door , making his way into your bed. "j..jeno?" you sniffled , his whole body engulfed yours , pulling you close to him , your face in his chest. "i know baby , i heard you crying , did you have another bad dream?" you nodded. "y..yes." he kissed the top of your head. "it's okay love , you want me to fix it , we have a schedule tomorrow and we can't have you all sleepy." you nodded , he pulled away for a second , pulling his cock out from his pajamas , pulling your shorts to the side , rubbing his tip up and down your folds , before sliding all the way in , but not moving , cockwarming. "j..jeno , so full."

"good girl , just warm my cock , and go back to sleep."

—｛🍰｝... HAECHAN ⋮ sex !

you and haechan don't beat around the bush when he comes into your room late at night, you both want each other.

"ha..haechan." you moaned as he fucked you. "you gotta be more quiet if you don't want them to hear how much of a slut you are." he smirked when you clenched around him. "baby when i get to this room you're mine , and i don't like to share what's mine." he sped up his pace. "you can fuck them all don't care." he trusted deeply into you , hitting that one spot , that made your mouth drop open. "but i know none of them can fuck you like i can." you felt your orgasm approaching. "im gonna cum." you moaned out. "go a head and cum , cum on my cock." you held your mouth to keep you from screaming as you came. haechan came shortly after , painting your walls white.

"they can't fuck you like i can."

—｛🍰｝... JAEMIN ⋮ "friendly" cuddles !

jaemin your designated cuddler when you don't have a schedule or something you two are often "cuddling" in your room.

"that's it baby , stroke my cock." his hand found it's way into your pants , sliding his finger into your cunt , both of you getting each other off. "so wet and messy baby." he added another finger , speeding up his process, so you sped up your movements , stroking his cock even faster. "fuck baby." he groaned , using the pad of his thumb to rub on your clit. "im gonna cum." you whimpered, squeezing the base of his cock. "sh..shit me too." you both moaned as you both came at the same time.

"turn on your side love , i need to be inside you. "

—｛🍰｝... CHENLE ⋮ sleepover !

since chenle doesn't live in the dorms he often comes over to have "sleepovers" in your room.

chenle pushed inside of you from behind. "fuck , chenle!" you bit down on his pillow as his hips rutted against your ass. "fuck arch your back some more." he pushed down on your back , hitting a different angle like that. "oh fuck , you're so deep." you moaned as he fucked into you faster. "who wouldn't thought our sweet little ＿ likes having her back blown out by her own members , look at you all fucked out." he groaned against your ear , biting your shoulder. "ch..chenle im gonn- not yet." he yanked your hair.

"we have off tomorrow im fucking you until you can't walk."

—｛🍰｝... JISUNG ⋮ watching a movie !

watching different movies in your room became a thing you and jisung do every week after all your schedules.

jisung's head was thrown back against the headboard , the movie long forgotten as your mouth swallowed around his cock. "oh fuck you took me all the way." you hummed around his cock , pulling off , just sucking on his tip to tease him. "no..no teasing." he gritted his teeth, making your hair into a make-shift ponytail, pushing you all the way back down on his cock. "fuck your throat is squeezing my cock im gonna -fuck- im gonna cum , im gonna cum down your throat." he held your head down, you breathed through your nose as he came , pulling you off his cock , breathless and still hard as he pulling you up into his lap.

"i want you to ride my cock now."

©️LUVYENI

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evamaddison0 · 1 year

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Ur titty!Rin fic got me feeling something frrr 😩

Now let me ask this-

Shidou with a tit kink.

I just know manz would be FILTHY with ur tits i just know it

୭̥⋆*вσσву вσу!! || fт. Rуūѕєι Sнιɗσυ

꒰ ͜͡➸ what happens when you let Ryusei Shidou indulge himself with his favorite treat ?

content : established relationship, booby boy!Shidou, dry nursing, nipple play, groping, breast worshipping, tit sucking, marking, possessiveness, tit fucking, consual somnophilia, cum eating, snowballing (?), kissing, making out

˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚ ⁀➷ mdni

Shidou who’s a menace with you but also turns putty in your hands, a truly feral man on and off the soccer field. It isn’t often that shidou asks for your breasts, in fact the more you two got into your relationship, the less he asks, ryu just does. The striker just does without asking once you give him the go.

In some nights, your beloved ryusei was tossing and turning in bed next to you, not able to close an eye for even a minute. It bothers him a lot, he hates it whenever he leaves for practice and is sleepy. But when he remembered your words „stop staring like that ryu, it‘s okay if you touch them in my sleep. You’re my boyfriend!“, he becomes desperate for comfort, sleep, your warmth and especially your tits. Ryusei lifts your shirt (his) over the swell of your breasts, drool pooling in his hungry mouth and tongue licking his lips at your perked nipples hardened due the coldness hitting your bare skin. Needy mouth attaching itself on your right nipple as he moved closer to you. Sucking the nipple and some skin into his mouth like a pacifier. When your lover is very sleepy and needs to rest, he keeps your boob in his mouth, occasionally sucking. Greedy tongue laving around from time to time when he feels his eyes getting heavy. Cheek pressed against your soft flesh, the only issue is his bulge that forms in his boxers, far too tired to fix it now. Hand glued to your other breast in a gentle grasp brought him to sleep peacefully. It was very rare for shidou to act this gentle, but he wouldn’t trade this comfort for his behavior.

There were also nights where he woke up randomly at night. he wasn’t able to fall asleep again. Bored out of his mind he gazes over at your resting body, chest heaving up and down from breathing. Mindlessly shidou cups both your tits in his palms, squeezing the fat and moving it around in his hands. He mumbles softly to himself as he busies himself his favorite bodypart of yours; „yeah those feel so nice, so soft“ „so heavy in my palms“.

These actions lead to one of shidou‘s favorite activities : suckling and dry nursing on your tits like he saw them for the first time. Greedy greedy lips trapping your poor nipple in his mouth. Hard aggressive sucking and wet noises filled the silent room while he pinched the other nipple between his fingers. He isn’t going to stop any time soon, leaves your abused bud red, puffy and swollen in the morning before tending to the other one only to repeat his repeat his harsh nursing. Ryu even has the guts to pretend to be sleeping when you wake up with sore tits covered in marks and bites of his teeth.

Don’t forget that your boyfriend is literally crazy, he rubs his hard cock against your thigh when he‘s horny, hand dipping into his boxers to collect some pre cum off of his tip and he smears his right on your nipples. Circling his pre cum steinend thumb over your buds before ryu tastes himself as he flicks your nipples with his tongue, so naughty!! But he knows that, and he loves how you let him do such things.

Speaking about his crazy side, he lives for tit fucking. Ryusei could just have his head between The Valley of your tits, relaxing with when the random question pops „can I fuck your tits ?“ Cock covered in spit already sliding up and down the tight space you created with your breasts. He loves the sight of you trapping his needy cock between them, he loves how you look up to him after you kissed his tip every time it gets close to your face. It gets your boyfriend super excited while he fucks his dick, lubed up with his own spit, between your tits. Enjoying how soft the velvety skin feels. This act usually doesn’t take him long to cum. He blows his load all over your boobs, watching how it pearls down to your tummy or collects as tiny droplets on your nipples. So nasty that he leans in to lick it off your nipples, diving in to shove his cum coated tongue inside your throat. Loves loves loves the sight of you eating his cum from your tits, shidou‘s also up to you feeding him his own cum. So many memories and so many videos of this scenery he has in his galleries in case he‘s away and misses you a little too much!!

At the end of every session, Shidou always makes sure to mark your cleavage up, leaving the sign that you’re his property. It could be love marks, bruises from his hands to bite marks that scatters along your plush skin. Ryu loves your tits like nothing else and he always makes sure to ask for a nice photo of them smothered with his spit. He makes sure to stuff you full of his cock and suck them nicely to make it up!!

I have so much more to add to this man, gonna do a second part like rin’s !!

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He Knows Who I Am M | Hoseok *Requested*

Pairing : Yandere!Jung Hoseok x Reader

Word Count: 4.1k

Genre: Horror!Yandere Stalker

Rating 18+ PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

Warnings: knife play *if you squint*, blood, stabbing, cream pie, NON CON, cameras, heavy drug play, stalker vibes, a very fudged up Hoseok, sneaking into her personal belongings, using force, HARDCORE YANDERE THEME, Choking, blindfold, passing out, body fluids ,moans, screams, Hardcore oral receiving, smut

Authors note: this is a request i hope i did justice with this one hun thank you for requesting if you love what you see definitely fill my inbox with anything and everything and if you love the weeknd go listen to his FM album

“Ahhhh there she is, my love, oh how i missed your begin”

Y/n stepped into the frame of Hoseok's eyes in the sky. She strutted to her lotion bottle of Japanese cherry blossom and shook it upon her palm. Hoseok smirks at yourself on his computer screen, that was his favorite scent.Her fingers smooth circles on her soft shoulder and trailed down to her thighs a hiss fell from her lips from the massages that soaked up her ebony skin.

As an awe escape from the chestnut haired man, the towel collided with the floor.His eyelashes connected over your breasts, to your thick stomach and laced with your love handles, his darkened brown orbs trailed up your legs, your mahogany skin illuminated his world. A finger ran over the computer screen longing for him to touch your presence. Hoseok pants tighten under him the thought of you taking all of him has aroused his frame.

“I need your touch my doll, I want all of you, just the thought of me inside you fuck”

He boomed curses as soft moans filled his car. He scanned down at his jeans as a wet spot of white covered his length. y/n’s breasts perked from her shower and her love handles swayed to the kitchen.

“What are you doing sweetheart, bending down so nicely, i’ll fuck you everywhere in that house’

Hoseok fantasy clouded his mind. Only a few miles away from you, he wanted for you to submit all to him and he’s going to get you to. It’s not like he doesn’t know his place around. He would time when you step foot out of the house to your busy domestic work life. y/n’s car would shuffle out of the driveway, he would pick the lock and make his home in your living room. He wanted to be loved by such an ancient soul. While you're gone each room his hands will lay on the things that captivated your smell so perfectly.

Your scent flourished on your lingerie, most prized possession was your panties that laid in your top drawer, a color that filled his tenderness. His palm buried his nose with your silky fabric, his nostrils overwhelmed with your insides of frosted vanilla. He sighed at the site of his reflection in the mirror. He knew he was crazy but crazy for your love. His lips brushed against your lingerie, the eyelashes were black as a demon rolling to the back of his head.

“Oh my darling you smell so sweet, I can't wait to devour you”

The panties colliding with the floor as he rummage through your things. Hoseok only knew you took birth control.it’s like you didn’t really need it cause he would love for you to bear his seed for him. Dances happen in your room to the songs of your favorite band. Brown orbs landed on the poster, his blood boiled staring at the one you go crazy for, his fingers appeared with a middle digit and nose crunched up, he would make sure you scream his name once he has you trapped under him.

The kitchen is where his footprints led him. A leftover cheese pizza that your lips retrieved from the belly of hunger. The Colombian espresso in your preferred mug. His face laced with a smirk capturing a plastic bag and placing the pizza slice in the bag and then your mug in his palm as he turned it up to sip from where you stopped. It’s like he wanted to be you so he could force you to feel all the feelings he had for you.

The clink of the door erupted in the house as the mysterious psycho heard your footsteps in the hall he snuck out the back door before y/n could know about his obsession.

Clouds luminous across the sky. Changing from a pure white to a gloomy grey. The clouds grew bigger. As a crack came over the grey sky. A flash of light struck the clouds.hoseok in the car. The rain drops decorated his car. He scanned around at his tools he was going to use on yourself. His boxy smile appeared from your virtual figure climbing into your california king bed and your pink duvet covers flooded your thick frame. Y/n’s body shivered calmly and her orbs closed, her mouth hung open with snores and soft whimpers. Her chest rapidly rising and falling.hoseok orbs scanning your sleeping figure. He grabbed his black hood and placed it on his head as it hugged its frame. He slid out of his car and his sneakers tapped over to y/n’s bedroom window. He lifts it up and he steps into the frame of the window, his whole body in her bedroom and he closes the window.

His soft steps around your room. His dark chocolate eyelashes sneaked glimpses of your free from stress structure. Hoseok footsteps to yourself, he couldn’t believe this is going to happen to him making it a reality to have you for one night. The black blindfold from his pocket and tied it over your vision. Waving his palm over your incognito site, y/n paralyzed with slumber. A tune he hummed by your ear.

Y/n shifted her shape, breathing accelerated her deep sleep. A boom of his hand colliding with your table echoed and jolted yourself out of deep sleep. Y/n eyelashes open, from there her vision is absent of light. Her muzzle went dry from her head jerking from side to side. She panicked under the situation she woke from. Fear rushed in on her bones, trembling from the sound her throat closed up.

“W-wwhoo I-I-is there”

“I saw you last night….. you looked breathtaking sweetheart”

His stern voice made her structure break into a cold blooded sweat. She didn’t know the person in her room or the voice. The aroma he carried was familiar to her from around the house after she came home.

“Please whoesever t-t-there why can’t I-I-I see”

Hoseok devilish smirk from ear to ear from your innocent being. Like a lion hunting its prey he was satisfied seeing you sprawled out in fear at just him being in the room he pinched his forearm and a gasp from his lips at his reality that he created. Footsteps echoed the man closing the distance in on you. Hoseok ringed fingers in your sweaty hair, absorbing the crown into a fist and he guided your head to his rosey cheek. His lips seeped of nectar and onto your soft cheeks.y/n hissed at the icy saliva from his lips, her nervousness got the best of her as her forehead dripped with wetness.

“I can’t believe i have you in my arms touching you, feeling every part of your body”

The rogue of him shook y/n to her core. If y/n saw the devil it would be him that has her in for his special torture and pleasure. y/n synthesized her legs gaining confidence from his hold, her palm on his has she tries to break free. His hands release as your head collides with the pillow, hoseok captures her waist and squeezes tightly. He seized the syringe from his pocket, his teeth bit the top and he blew the top and collided with the floor exposing an enormous metal needle. Plunging it into your neck, y/n screamed from the pinch as his thumb releases the substance into your bloodstream. Hoseok releases your begin, y/n starts her heels to the floor to run, her bottom half numb as she stumbled on the floor. y/n’s claws into the floorboards crawling away from hoseok. The drugs seeped through her body as she moved, burning sensations flared up and her yells filled the room.

Y/n’s heartbeat sped up was the only thing that was harken. Hoseok stepped near her dazed body, his tattooed palm around her neck. Your breath hitched from the pressure enclosing on the shaft of your throat. He lifted her by her throat and smashed yourself on the wall. y/n and hoseok eye to blindfold contact. y/n trembling fingers on his wrist hoseok strained all his body weight on your petite cervix. Short breaths performed on her frame, your lungs collapsing with every suffocating breath that hits you. hoseok trailed his gaze over your fragile begin.He could snap you in Half if he wanted to but he wanted to do more before he broke you.

“I’ll clip those pretty little wings if it’ll mean you wont try to fly away from me, ah my love your so sweet”

“N-n-no please leave me alone, i promise if you leave I won’t tell no one please i’ll give you money please”

“Gosh I don’t want your money, i want to be in your skin but your body underneath me would have to do”

Clenching his jaw, he lifts you up by your neck and chucks your body on the bedspread. Her legs guide her to the headboard. His hand extended to your ankle tightening. Yanking your body down to him his enormous built towered over you. His fingers grazing over the bump in his pocket. The coldness of the metal shook your confidence as a tear slipped from the rim of your eye and soaked into the blindfold. Her nipples manifest through her sleep shirt. Has his tongue graze over his bottom lip licking of excitement at the arousal of the piercing blade on your flesh. The blade penetrating over the outline of the nipple. A strangled moan manifested in the atmosphere from her betraying begin.

“The sounds you make I want to hear it forever and always”

Hoseok blade slipped underneath your shirt. He craved tiny cuts in your outfit and your shirt in half. Y/n’s bra manifest from the cutting he did. His chocolate doe orbs grew with his lust that fulfilled his thoughts. Your body shape was like a harp that his fingers strung perfectly. He knew he loved who he picked from being outside of your job all those tired days.

Then his calloused fingers in your locks of hair the blade in his other hand. He sliced the end of your hair and yanked it from your root. He bought your strands to his nostrils and his inhale of vanilla bean overtook his appearance. His eyes close as your scent washed over him. Goosebumps decorated his skin. He loved how your scent made him high. Winces made him knock out of his fantasy. Her sweat seeped through her blindfold, her jaw clenched from the headache he gave her. The blindfold wet her broken orbs uncovering from the shield. Seeing the porcelain man above her and his deranged look spreaded fear through her veins. His eyebrows furrowed in satisfaction. He had you right where he wanted you.

“Ahhh look at those eyes so full of life, if you don’t do as I say I will make them lifeless and had them to my collection”

“Oh god p-p-please don’t k-kill me”

“I won’t if you behave”

The knife trails down to your imprint. The point of the knife penetrates the hem of your pantie as he lifts the fabric breaks and pieces of your clothing his mouth quivered at your bud being exposed. Y/n hyperventilate from the cold air hitting her forbidden flower. His orbs glimpses to your drenched entrance, your betrayed arousal like a siren for his mouth. His face inches away from your pussy. Hoseok's strawberry lips parts from his shaky breath from your bud. Y/n’s breath hitch in the back of her throat, his eyes on your fidgety frame. As his palm raises it comes back down on your stomach with a slap echoes off of you. Y/n shrieks in pain.

“ stop moving, I want to make you feel good with every inch”

“No please I don’t want this please sir”

Hoseok heart shapes on your sensitive clit stroking with airy kisses. Y/n felt the warmth sensation of his mouth. A feeling she didn’t want to come to terms with. Her stomach churned from his kissing building rougher and sloppier.Than his tongue passed his bottom lip and he parted your drenched folds as he kitten licks inside you.Y/n groaned from his dominance performing on her.y/n arched her back at his heated tongue refreshing your sensitive spot.Then he dives his tongue inside yourself as he wiggled sending for your high.Y/n’s refusals danced as moans that he love like a symphony.Once y/n was slurring her no’s he knew you were close and he ejected his tongue an placed a soft peck on your clit.

Y/n’s breath steady from his tongue out of her. She sighed in relief.He licked your juices from his plump lips and then y/n heard a soft buzz in the distance.Hoseok had a rose bud in his hand and y/n’s legs closed shut from the buzzing sound her head shook everywhere in protest.

“No please don’t do this to me stop your hurting me”

“You look so ethereal when you beg for mercy, babygirl you should know I give no one mercy”

The vibrating got closer to y/n as his palms on your knee forcing your legs apart, the vibrations on your inner thigh. Y/n clenched her bottom jaw from the vibrating toy. Your mind wondering to what you ate to fill the focus on your high spilling out of yourself from the monster above you. He loved when you clenched your eyes close in terror his excitment at the darkening horror taking over.

The waves of vibrations to your clit and the toy inside yourself as the rose bud attached itself inside. The vibrations from her core washed over her thighs and to her whole frame. Y/n moans and short circuits of her body made his eyes smile with anticipation for her. He loved playing with his toys and getting to use them on you made it worth wild. He watched the rose bud penetrate the innocence out of you. Robes of her arousal leaked from her filled entrance and droplets from her thigh were overstimulated.

“Mhmmm such a pretty toy for a pretty doll herself the tears that spill from your eyes I want to frame it with the picture I take of you in my room”

“Ahhhh nooahh pleasmmhm I can’t take anymore”

Hoseok apprends his phone out of his pocket and pressed the red button to record. When the light flashes on her being ruined. Y/n cries his name, her saliva on the side of her mouth her pupils dilated from her euphoria mixed with high laced drugs. His rough skinned on your cheeks and hoseok enclosed on your face. Your plump lips puckered as his strawberry ones on your ebonies. His camera covers all the angles of your overstimulation. Your body displayed his sick pleasure. Your pain on camera. It would always be added to his collection with your naked shower pictures and your private masterbations.

“Please stop recording me, I don’t deserve this leave me a-a-lone”

Y/n stuttering out the last of her words. Hoseok held his cutting tool. He trailed the shiney point along your bottom lip. Your mouth met the cold blade. He pushed it in and punctured your tongue with a small womb manifesting. The metallic taste of your blood as the womb bleeds more and into your bottom lip. Y/n screamed,her womb opened and her blood spilled out onto her chin. He erupted in laughter at the red substance from your body.

“Awee hun you know the red of your blood makes it so inviting it compliments the fear you show me”

Hoseok intertwined his heart shapes on yours and his lips kissed the side of your mouth as a bloody print was left. the metallic of your blood became so welcoming for him. He loved how sweet it became on his bottom lip. He licked the remaining off his lips and then his fingers on his way to his belt.

The clink of his belt filled the air and y/n’s ears perked up from his pants sliding down.

W-w-what are you about to do”

“Ahh darling, you’ll see you’ll love the surprise from me”

When his boxers collided with the floor his length sprung free. Precum dripped down his shaft. Hoseok's fingers ran along him as he was covered in his own wetness. lining himself at your forbidden entrance. Hoseok shoving his member and splitting your folds open in the process. Y/n half muttered curses from her ebony lips.the pain of his enormous size in and out of her. The bottom half shot of pain with every jab picking up pace. Hoseok's swollen member inside you penetrates every inch of you. Y/n’s high pitch screams from his abuse.

Mhmm ah ah ahh oh my god w-w-hy Mhmm”

“Don’t speak baby I know I know you can’t talk properly it’s just a side effect of the drug”

Y/n’s legs on each side of his torso from the overwhelming thrusting he did on her. His thrusts are beastly and sharp. The drugs that flowed through your system clenched around him in a sluggish manner. Hoseok lifted up and tossed you around and then he slammed back into your hole. your back on his chest he kissed your neck leaving red and blue flesh wombs. y/n’s moans becoming whispers from the overwhelming screaming.Her voice gives out from the struggle of a ruthless man.

Awweee you can’t scream no more good you’re only seconds away from passing out thank you for giving me what's mine princess”

Y/n bounced up and down from the sharpness he held. Her hands in front of her gripping for dear life and her body shaking fast his digging furious y/n contracted as her orgasm was being pulled out of her. Her ears clouded with the wet sounds of his pounding. Your body quaked at his hits, your orbs to the back of your head, the white pupils appearing through, your body heated up at the temperature of your sweat filled body. The drugs gave themselves out and from your breath being slowed and lightheadedness took over. Your eyes dotted with spots of darkness as hoseok kept digging in yourself as y/n fell from lack of firmness on to him her mouth hung open as her body froze from him. He was still jolting in y/n his robes of his sticky substance in yourself.

“Aweee she stopped breathing what a wonderful site”

He tossed you back on the bed, your body paralyzed from the abuse that he calls love. the ruthless entercourse of him. He captures your necklace “y/n” and yanks it as it strikes his claw, his heinous orbs run over the necklace. A wink appeared on his eyelash from what he wanted and got.

smirking at the piece of his work he conjured, whispering to himself

“Sweet dreams i’ll be back for you my y/n”

His boot prints over to your bloody worn out figure, his lips on your forehead with a peck and y/n shivered from his wintery kiss.The night from him and the torment from your new sanity.

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evamaddison0 · 1 year

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He didn't mean to tho..

𝐨𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐬! 🌐

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 — never trust michi when he says he’ll pull out on time. ☹

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 — 18+, dub/noncon, babytrapping, himbo takemichi, vaginal sex, creampie, closeted sadist michi, afab reader, ovulation mention, established relationship.

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 — takemichi hanagaki.

Takemichi has many charming qualities. He’s handsome, caring, honest and (slightly) adventurous. All those traits are surely in the top ten lists of what the average person would look for in a potential love interest. He sounds like the perfect guy on paper to a lot of people. It's true in concept, but Takemichi made up for a lot of what he lacked, which was intelligence. The messy haired guy wasn’t the brightest bulb in the bunch, far from it actually— but it was endearing. And it wasn’t just book smarts, but he was.. incredibly naïve. Starry eyed and optimistic, the fighting spirit type. His bright enthusiasm and seemingly unaware sense of humor made up for his lackluster and bizarre logic when even dealing with the simplest of things. Sometimes it was hard to understand the thought process he had but ultimately, when it came down to it, he thought with his cock.

It wasn’t difficult at all to sway his decisions, actions or opinions if pussy or even pretty face was involved. It’s been a running joke amongst Toman that he let his dick do all the thinking for him. Hina and him were no longer together for that very reason but that’s neither here nor there. The point is: it was too easy to get what you wanted out of him, all it took was a bat of an eyelash and a pout for him to fold— to melt in the palm of your hand like golden honey dripping from the wooden dipper. Call it what you want but Takemichi was the definition of a himbo.

him·bo /ˈhimbō/

noun humorous

an attractive but unintelligent man.

Takemichi often.. got ahead of himself sometimes— specifically during sex, but that was the easiest time to get what you wanted out of him. Whether it be getting him to get a haircut, taking you out to a nice dinner or buying you something sparkly and rather expensive. Maybe it was a little mean to get him to buy something for you that was way out of his tax bracket but he’d get it back anyway. It’s not like you ask for things constantly, you know? And you give him things in return too! Your time! Affection! Sex! Make him a better person! Let’s be honest, Michi needed a girlfriend.. for various reasons. That apartment was atrocious and now it's all nice and cozy with wax melters all around that smell like fruity pebbles. But! The most satisfying part of it was getting into his wardrobe and throwing away those god awful khaki shorts and baseball t-shirts then replacing all of it with some nice streetwear that gives him a cute indie boy look. That’s what a good girlfriend does.

Speaking of being a good girlfriend, that’s maybe how you ended up at his apartment with bags of groceries. Takemichi’s fridge consisted of nothing but Mt. Dew, takeout boxes and a cold bottle of ketchup, he wasn’t the best eater in terms of eating healthy so you often stopped by the market for him from time to time. He’s getting better though! Instead of door dashing he’ll text you and ask if you two want to go to the market and make some dinner or if it's earlier in the day a light lunch.

Michi usually comes up behind you as you stock his fridge, his slender hands gently grabbing your hips as he presses himself into your backside. It starts off innocent, you giggling as he nestles his chin in the crook of your neck. He’s listening to you ramble about a new fruit juice that’s good for detoxing, your cute manicured finger tapping the label as you read all the benefits and the flavor. He nods along and tells you that he’s excited to try it, giving your cheek a kiss before you turn your head a bit to look at him. He looks good today, really good. You don’t know what it is but you can’t help but to ask for a proper kiss. A longer one. Then you two end up on the plush futon in his studio apartment.

Takemichi pulls himself from your swollen lips and sits on his knees from between your legs, struggling to discard his shirt in his haste with cute grumbles emitting from him during his actions. You giggle as you watch, playfully biting your lip with an amused glint in your eyes. His cock is rock hard by now, straining against his sweatpants and leaking precum. It's been well over 48 hours since he last got his cock wet and to be frank, he was starting to get antsy. That kiss sent all bloody in his skull straight to his cock and within seconds he was looking at you with that glazed over look in his eyes, silently begging for some pussy. He’d settle for a hand job, he just needed you to make him cum so bad.

During his hurry, you reach over to the nightstand beside the bed, opening the drawer and frowning softly when you see an empty space. Hm.. that’s not right..

“Michi,” You call for him softly, looking back over your shoulder to see him finally pop his head back out from the fabric of the shirt. His hair is messier than usual and he looks at you with an expression that resembles a curious puppy who’s name had just been called. “We don’t have any more condoms.” A small pout on your face as you speak.

“We don’t? I.. I just bought some last week.” He deflates a bit, his eyes still big and expressive as the gears turn in his head. He looks so defeated and god, he was so cute— naïve even.

“Well, we have a lot of sex, Michi.. ‘nd we used the last one the other day I think.” You say as you sit up on your elbows.

“Aw man..” His sapphire eyes look back onto your own. “What should we do?” His question makes you giggle, he always asked you for your input or opinion on things when he wasn’t he should do next. Another endearing quality he has and luckily for him, you were in a good mood.

“You’re so cute, c’mere.” You lifted yourself up and ushered him over with a beckon of your pointer finger, hooking the digit under his rainbow beaded choker. Takemichi wastes little time crawling back over you meeting your lips once more. Before things get past the point of no return, you pull away breathlessly with a hand cupping his face. Your acrylic fingernails dig into the baby fat still clung onto his cheeks even in his mid twenties.

“Promise to pull out.” Your eyes gaze down at his plump and shiny lips as you speak.

“I pr-womise.” He says with a nod, his voice slightly slurred from his cheeks being squished in between your grasp.

Twenty minutes in Takemichi has you on your back in missionary. His soft hands hold the back of your knees, hiking your legs up and open while he’s on the verge of fucking himself stupid, You’re proud though, he’s lasting longer than he usually does but you can tell he can only take so much. His cock is just so sensitive but one thing about him is that he’s able to stay hard even after he’s cum. It's both a blessing and a curse, which is why you have to stop him when he gets a little too far gone. He can’t hear anything nor does he have anything of substance floating in head. Michi only wants to fuck until he’s shooting blanks and on the verge of passing out.

Michi leans over, his naked skin pressed onto yours in an act of intimacy within itself. He hides his face in your neck, his moans getting whiner and more frequent as he continues pounding his cock into your velvety cunt. He was close, you knew it and now it was the perfect time.

“So— can I?” Your voice cracks a bit, feeling your high build up deep in the pit of your belly by the second. His red flushed mushroomed tip is hitting just the right spot, dragging along your throbbing walls in quick rhythmic thrusts.

“C-Can you w—what?” He asked through a moan, voice muffled from your skin.

“The purse, baby— will you get it for me?” You clarify. It was a pretty purse, something you saw when you were shopping on the strip earlier. It would go perfectly with an outfit you’ve been waiting to wear but it needed something else to complete it and that bag is the missing puzzle piece.

His lack of response was worrying to say the least, he usually answers immediately but the only thing you got in return was a series of grunts and pounding that almost hurt.

“Baby,” You whimper between the erratic thrusts you were receiving from the thick cock pounding into your slick and pulsating cunt. “Michi, look at me.” Your hands slide up from his shoulders, to his neck until they rested on the sides of his cheeks forcing him to look down at you. “Are you gonna cum?” You looked in his pretty blue eyes.

“You have to pull out, okay? I’m serious, I haven’t taken my pill.” You push gently. Takemichi had a.. “habit” of not wanting to pull out when he came but it was never really an issue because you were on birth control. Sex with a condom is always preferred because you can never be too safe but sometimes there were exceptions. This time was a little different though. You.. you knew it wasn’t a good idea having sex with Michi right now for a couple different reasons, 1.) You were ovulating and 2.) You hadn’t taken your birth control in a few days.

You were playing with fire but.. Michi promised. Everything would be okay, right? You trusted him but he's looking at you and it’s so clear that he’s not all there mentally. He has a distant look in his eyes, unhinged almost. Completely checked out and only focused At this point, Takemichi has completely tuned out your cries and whines as he continues to rut clumsily into you. He’s already made up his mind— he’s done so months ago actually. He wants to cum inside of you. Can you blame him though? You’re letting him fuck you raw, are you insane? This was such a rare privilege, you’ve only let him do this only once before and ever since then he’s been yearning for the day he’ll be able to fuck you raw again. It’s addictive and a feeling that can’t be quite replicated no matter how many fancy toys he obtains.

As Michi continued to fuck into you caught up in his thick and hazy pussy drunk trance you cried out in a panic, eyes tearing up quickly when you realize the predicament you've got yourself in. He wasn’t going to stop anytime soon. You wind your hand back and land a slap on his cheek with enough force that his head turns to the other direction, the outline of your hand appearing as a light pink mark on the side of his pale cheek.

Time seems to slow down as you watch his head slowly turn towards you, his eyes seem different— like he’s more present than he was moments before. Michi locks eyes with you and blinks, his cheek still stinging in rhythmic ripples from the slap you just gave him. He watches the tears pooling at the corner of your eyes fall and be absorbed by the hair at your temple. He feels a sense of pleasure he’s never felt before seeing you cry in a setting like this..

Before you could open your mouth to say something, his cock twitched. His head falls and he shuts his eyes tightly before muttering a strained and shaky apology, painting your innermost walls white with his thick and potent seed.

Oopsies? ♡

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I JSUT SAWZ S REONAGI EDIT SND I WSS THINKING???? WHAT IF THEM + YN RIGHT? BUT THEN I THOUGHT WHAY IF nagi isn't feeling like training and reo's trying to convince him w everything in the world!!! but then!!! you walk in,,, wearing the tiniestttttttt top and a thong 🤩🤩🤩 like Onichan have you seen my white jeans? reo might be used to this but nagi isn't 😳‼️ so when reo notices that nagis dull eyes are shining bright,,, he knows how to convince him to train ifykwim 😔‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ also kissi for u 💞

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tw incest, coercion, oral, pussy eating, threesome

contains nagi seishiro x fem!reader x mikage reo

Reo had been quick to roll his eyes and chastise you when you’d walked out, ass fully out save for the tiniest thong known to man, and a tight top that wasnt nearly thick enough not to be molten to every curve. “Can you put on some clothes?” he’d grunted, staring you down with an impatient noise. It’s not that you don’t … look good, but today isn’t the day. The silver blond next to him shuffles on the couch, and his video game makes the sound of a character death.

“Yea, I’m trying to, niichan!” You hit him back with just as much attitude, and glare him down for a second. “Moms taking me on a lunch date in a bit, just- can’t find my lightwash pants. The nice ones.”

“Check under my bed then, we- “ He cuts himself off and motions his head towards the other side of the luxuriously spacious flat, before turning back to his friend. But Seishiro’s attention has long left his game, and his dark eyes follow very close behind to the sway of your hips as you stroll past them. And a smile tugs his mouth up.

The solution to his dilemma is pretty easy after that. He’s an excellent problem solver.

“This okay?” Seishiro asks as he does, kissing down your lips to your neck and then licking and sucking all over your tits with a hum.

“She likes when you bite them softly,” your big brother mumbles, and is much too quick to shove his sweatpants down to reveal an already hardening cock as he gets on his knees between your spread thighs. Nagi’s lips smack as he disconnects from your nipple for a moment, lips glossy with spit, and glances down.

“How do you know that?”

But niichan just hums a soft dismissal. “Don’t ask stupid questions.” Then his amethyst irises meet yours, and he gives you a look as he fucks the flushed, hot head of his cock into his palm, and then noses at the inside of your thigh. “What do you say?”

“Please eat my pussy, niichan. Want to have my big brother’s tongue on me.” You can feel Nagi’s hands start roaming around as he glances up at you from playing with your tits, sucking marks and rubbing his hot tongue over your hardened buds. Then he looks down at the way Reo nii’s nosing at your pussy, and let’s out a string of swears. Niichan’s quick to shove the panties aside and place his mouth on your cunt though, unbothered by the fuss his friend’s making.

And you’ve never seen Seishiro so animated, as he blinks a few times, bites his lip, and then slides a hand along his abs into his pants. You make a noise when niichan starts with a few patient licks to your clit, before his fingers join and you make grabby hands towards the blond. “Nuh uh, let me help. Please. Please, Seishiro kun? Can you use my mouth until niichan’s done with his meal?” His tongue slips from between his lips for him to bite it, and gladly takes out the hard, hot cock to offer it up to you.

And you make quick work of spitting on your hands and grabbing him, feeling the thumping vein on the bottom as he props one long, muscular leg onto the bed beside you and groans long and raspy when you lead him to your mouth. “Do your parents know that you do this shit?” he asks after a moment, watching the head of his cock hollow and fill your cheeks and a glimmer cover the flushed cock as you pop it in and out.

“N-nope,” you quickly answer, before locking one leg around Reo nii’s shoulders when he pats it, “and you’re not gonna tell them either. You gotta keep our little secret.” You coo and let out a slight yelp when Reo sucks hard at the top of your slit, rubbing his tongue with too much practice over your clit in just the way you like. “Oh-hmmmgn- niichan— th-ah, I can’t focus when you do that.” He hums into your pussy, watching his fingers drip with your juices when he scissors them apart a few times, then smiles.

“Nagi, how about you fuck her face? Go ahead, she can take it.” Your squeaked ‘nii nii’ is interrupted by the way he spits on your pussy and rubs it around, before fucking his cock into a ring of fingers again for a moment. “Shhh, don’t worry, Nagi’s not gonna say anything. Just open your mouth like a good girl and stick your tongue out like niichan taught you.”

“That’s twisted,” his friend only mumbles, but those dark eyes glitter as they have yet to leave your face. His one hand toys with your tits for a bit longer, as he stroked himself in a slow rhythm with your spit, before you oblige. Niichan promised to drive you around all month in his very fancy car if you helped him out after all. So you open your mouth and let the heavy cock invade the tightness of your throat. “Ohhh- fuck. Oh fuck.”

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Hi i would like to request a yandere Chan or Felix fic to a female reader always carrying around a stuffed animal. She can't go anywhere without it. And if you take it she won't stop crying.

Sounds good ☺️

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“Where are you going, Babydoll?” ❣️🔪

Yandere!Felix x Fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+, yandere, mention of trauma, some smut, fingering, manipulation

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Carrying around a stuffed animal wasn’t that odd to people that knew you. You’ve dealt with trauma growing up and this caused to have some regressive tendencies as a coping mechanism. Of course this made you susceptible to other forms of pain and manipulation.

At first Felix thought it was odd and a bit annoying. He hated how attached you were to it and felt like you loved it more than him. But he soon realized how it could be used to his advantage.

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“Yeah Ning, I’m on my way.” You replied as you were grabbing your purse. “Give me 20 minutes.”

You were on the phone with your best friend and had been planning on going out for a while now. Your birthday was in less than a week and your friend wanted to hang out and get something nice for you at the mall.

You took one last look at yourself in the mirror, fixing your hair to your liking and putting on your favorite jewelry. Once ready, you grabbed your plushie and started heading out, passing your boyfriend in the living room.

“Bye Lixie, I’ll see you later.”

Felix was watching tv and stood up quickly when noticing you head towards the door.

“Whoa, hey!” Where are you going, babydoll?”

“I’m going out with Ningning. For my birthday.” You replied, looking down at your shoes.

“I never said you could go…” Felix said with his arms crossed.

“But it’s with my best friend-…”

“I don’t care!” Felix snapped at you.

She’s one of my only friends!” You said, now frustrated. “The only one I still have left since we started dating!”

Felix was surprised by your sudden confidence but then remembered something when looking at what you were gripping.

“Fine…” he said calmly while suddenly snatching your plushie. “Then you can’t bring this.”

“Lixie!” You cried out in a panic. “Give him back!”

“No.” Felix shook his head and smiled. “You think you’re such a big girl now? Thinking you can talk back to me? Then you don’t need this.”

You were practically shaking at this point and tears streaming down your cheeks.

“N-no! Lixie!!” You cried and kept reaching for it.

Felix ignored you and started walking away, causing you to sob and follow him to the kitchen. He then put the plush on a high cabinet you couldn’t reach.

“Sweetheart… go out with your friend.” He said casually. “You’re a big girl, right?”

You continued sobbing and shaking your head, barely able to speak.

Felix went back to the living room, smiling to himself, knowing that you weren’t going to leave now.

You followed him and continued crying. “Lixie! Give him back!”

Felix only ignored you and was looking on his phone.

“L-Lixie! I’m not a big girl!” You sobbed as you fell to your knees in front of him. “I’m not a big girl lixie! I need him!”

“You need him?” Felix said raising his brow. “Who else do you need?”

“I need you!! I need you too!” You continued crying, now holding onto his legs and crying into his lap. “I’m not a big girl! I’m not a big girl!”

Felix was satisfied and got up, taking your hand as he made his way to the kitchen.

You were wiping your tears with your arm, your makeup obviously messed up and smudged by your crying.

Felix grabbed your plushie from the cabinet and held it in front of you, holding it back when you reached for it.

“You’re not going out right? You’re staying here?”

“Y-yes, I’m staying here…” you nodded.

“Because…?” He continued, wiping your tears with his sleeve.

“B-because… I’m… im….”

“… Because you’re not a big girl” he said, tilting his head. “You’re just my baby”

“Y-yes, I’m… I’m your baby…” you nodded.

Felix gave you the plush back and you were quick to hold it tight.

“Come ‘ere…” he said, opening his arms.

You went into his embrace and he lifted you up, taking you to the couch. He sat you down and started taking off your shoes. He then took off your earrings and used a tissue to wipe away your smudged makeup.

He kissed your hand, then softly kissed your lips. Afterwards he stepped back to look at you.

Your cheeks were flushed and lips rosy from crying, and your eyes still a bit puffy.

He had you sit on his lap as he continued watching tv and you laid back, in and out of sleep as you were a bit tired, holding onto your plush with one hand.

Once asleep, Felix couldn’t help himself. He was a little hard from when you were moving on his lap and he had his hand under your skirt , rubbing you over your panties. He then went under your panties and started fingering you, rubbing your clit and inserting a finger in your wet pussy. This caused you to shift a little and moan but you didn’t wake.

He was interrupted by your phone buzzing in your purse next to him. He reached over to grab it and smiled when seeing your friend’s name there.

“Hello?” Felix answered with a smile, trying not to be too loud.

“Hello? Y/n?” She answered

“No it’s me, Felix. What do you want, Ningning?”

“Uhm… me and y/n were supposed to go out today… where is she…?” She replied, now confused.

“Oh she’s not going.” Felix replied.

“What-?”

“She can’t go out with you.” He interrupted. “You shouldn’t be talking to her anyways. You’re a bad influence.”

“Excuse me?!” Ningning yelled back.

“Quiet down…” he hushed her. “She’s sleeping… and I’m taking care of her….” He inserted a second finger into you and slowly moved in and out, making you moan lightly in your sleep, putting the phone close enough for your friend to hear.

“You’re disgusting!” She yelled. “I’m the bad influence?! That’s you! I knew she should’ve never-…!”

“Bye”

He hung up before she could finish the sentence and chuckled to himself as he continued fingering you.

“Hope you’re having a good rest, doll…”

Meanwhile, your friend was on her way. She was couldn’t allow this. She knows how susceptible you are to manipulation and she wasn’t going to let this man control you. She needed to get you out…

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STRAY KIDS AS PERVERTS

⎯⎯ pairs ‣‣‣ stray kids x fem!reader [no pronouns used] ⎯⎯ rating ‣‣‣ 18+ ⎯⎯ genre ‣‣‣ established relationships ‣ smut ‣ switch!skz ‣ switch!reader ⎯⎯ warnings ‣‣‣ inappropriate language ‣ perverted behaviour ‣ alcohol use ‣ masturbation ‣ unprotected sex mentions ‣ creampie ‣ oral ‣ dubcon behaviours ‣ upskirt photographs ‣ photographs ‣ theft ‣ underwear fetishes ‣ degrading ‣ self hatred ‣ sexting mentions ‣ praise ‣ insults ‣ cum discussions ‣ dry humping ‣ cumming in pants ‣ humping ‣ let me know if I've missed any ⎯⎯ word count ‣‣‣ 2.3k words ⎯⎯ notes ‣‣‣ I'm only posting this now because I know some sweet people are excited for this, but i wont be writing for a while

⎯⎯ bang chan ‣ Probably one of the most “normal” and decent of all the pervs here, as well as one of the sweetest ‣ He is very shameful about his perv behaviour toward you, hates the fact that he can’t help but be disgusting around you ‣ Say you went to the studio and spent time with him for a couple of hours, the moment you go home and he is left surrounded by your scent and the memory of your hands on his thigh - Chan would just have to pull out his secret photo album on his phone and fuck his fist ‣ Said photo album is filled with pictures of your tits and ass, some of them taken with your consent and with his marks on your skin. others taken when you weren’t looking, rushed and blurry pictures of your thong under a short skirt, the material caught between your ass cheeks ‣ The biggest photographer of them all, only rivalled by Minho ‣ Chan doesn’t steal your belongings and doesn’t stalk you, but he does get possessive over you. Only its not an angry possession, more one where he will start sweetly kissing you so everyone stays away. Like said above, the most perverted thing he does is take photos of your ass without you even knowing ‣ Though he does also watch you change and bathe… he is a man with needs after all

⎯⎯ lee minho ‣ A very loud and whiny perv. We know that while Minho is a tsundere he is a loud man, so when it comes to you, the object of his affection, he is his loud self ‣ Though that doesn't mean he is going to be nice and sweet to you, at least at first ‣He’d refuse to sub, or insult you for being interested in him even though you’ve caught him stealing your used panties. Very controlling over your body, and would constantly have his hands all over you ‣ During this time he would take many photos, either on his phone or a polaroid camera. Keeps one in his wallet (one of your silhouette in the shower) and then the more risque ones stay hidden in a box under his bed… along with your panties and some sex toys ‣ The longer you two date, he starts to revolt into a submissive baby, which is where his more whinier side comes in. He’d still be very controlling over your body, his hands having to be on yours, but he would let go of this control ‣ And from letting go of his control, the remainder of his perversion would come out… a slightly more possessive and disgusting side of him. Though this side of his also loves to spoil you, for only a partially selfish reason ‣ He would buy you many things to wear, but then proceed to fuck you in them or steal them for himself. He would cum inside you and then make you hold it while you went out and, of course, his hands would have to be on your thighs the entire time.

⎯⎯ seo changbin ‣ We all know I believe that Changbin is a lazy dom but a service sub, I cannot explain why, but because of this, he has a very conflicted type of perversion around you ‣ Half the time he is salivating over your breasts, open-mouthed sucking on them while you both just sit together. Then the rest of the time he is making you sit on his cock and ride, letting him drool over the pretty faces you pull with each bounce ‣ He would happily steal your belongings, specifically lingerie and skirts. the skirts go on his body pillow (he got one the first time he had to spend two nights away from you) so he can pretend it’s you, while the lingerie he sniffs, sucks on and fucks. ‣ He is also rather possessive of you and uses his strength to help with that ‣ If someone looks at you for longer than a second? Binnie is immediately pulling you to his chest and squeezing his arms around your waist, flexing. ‣ His strength also comes in handy when playing with you - where he fucking loves throwing you against walls or holding you up against him. Since he is a shorter guy, he likes the power his muscles bring ‣ His favourite place to cum is over your boobs and face, especially from his love of fucking your tits. It satisfies that possessive part of him, and he would often try and convince you to leave his cum on your skin for some time. He enjoys the sight ‣ And Binnie has a lot of cum. But he usually gets close really fast, so Changbin often tries to hold back his orgasm both for his own pleasure and so he can get you to cum on his cock. Whenever he isn’t fucking you directly (say his boob jobs) he will cum as soon as he needs, feeling no shame

⎯⎯ hwang hyunjin ‣ I feel like Hyunjin wouldn’t be the most obvious perv. While he is definitely desperate when it comes to you, he wouldn’t be outright perverted, at least until the day you bent over in front of him ‣ That unlocked the perv side of him really ‣ He would be a more subby pervert in my opinion, with a bad oral fixation which you must satisfy or else you’ll get dramatic whines. Though he also loves to kiss and suck on your fingers even if he is dimming ‣ Like I’m just picturing you below him, your hands on his face. He’d be sweaty and huffing, moving your hand to his lips by your wrist and laying open-mouth kisses on your fingers sloppily ‣ Though he isn’t the most perverted, he is the biggest ‘criminal’ as in the one who steals the most things. He doesn’t ogle you, doesn’t try to take underskirt photos when you’re not looking - he simply borrows your things from time to time. And by borrow, he really just keeps them for himself and then acts surprised when you find them in his home ‣ Very much into marking, both giving and receiving. It won’t matter if he is submissive or dominant, he needs to bite and suck on your skin so everyone knows you are his, and he needs the bruises your fingers would leave on him so that he can brag about being yours ‣ When fucking, he wouldn’t have much shame about his perversion. He would openly sniff your panties and suck on your fingers while grinding his cock on your thigh ‣ Perv hyunjin is also very much into dry humping and grinding. He loves the sick feeling of his cum sticking to his skin and clothes, loves the rush of pride that goes through you when it happens. It makes him feel dirty and he loves it

⎯⎯ han jisung ‣ Oh jisung, the most perverted of them all. As we all know, I am a firm lover of perv Jisung, as well as a lover of nerd Jisung since they’re mutually exclusive in my mind, and I have many thoughts about it ‣ He would have so much shame because of it, but since he is just so perverted and desperate, Jisung would continue doing whatever he is even if you catch him. Such as if he took a photo under your skirt, and you caught him, he’d get puppy dog eyes but then get hard as you tell him off and simply have to touch himself ‣ Whether he is domming or subbing, this man needs to be degraded and praised. Call him a “disgusting puppy” but remind him how pretty he is within the same sentence. It’d make him burst and cum all over you the moment you say those words, really ‣ Speaking of cum, Jisung is the fastest cummer of the lot. However, he would also stay hard for a minimum of two more rounds. Usually, the first time he cums would be on your ass and then the other times he would ensure it is inside you ‣ He gets too desperate to hold back his orgasms really, and how could he not cum when you’re looking so pretty for him??? ‣ Finally, as we all know Jisung would absolutely love to give oral. And this is especially important after sex. He would go down on you and eat the mixture of both yours and his cum, while rutting his hips in desperation. It would just taste far too good to him

⎯⎯ lee felix ‣ Oh, this man… second in perversion only to Jisung. And he has no shame about it; if you’re in private and your foot happens to step on his cock, he’d let out the most unabashed moan and prepare to beg you to do it again. Then if you’re in public, he’d have no cares about looking over at you and begging you to touch him - even if one of his friends is right beside him ‣ A firm mixture of voyeurism and exhibitionism, almost a 50/50 split but there is a slight lean toward exhibitionism, especially when it involves you ‣ Like Felix would watch you get changed from his spot in your wardrobe but then also bust if he got the chance to fuck you in front of everyone. Whether that’s you riding him and making him beg or him making you take all of him and keep your eyes on him. ‣ Much like his mix of voyeur and exhibitionist, he is a 50/50 switch. There is a subtle lean toward submission, but his dominant side does appear whenever he gets to be an exhibitionist. He likes to prove a point, just like he enjoys proving you are his ‣ Steals anything that reminds him of you. Panties, hair products, hoodies, and even one of the perfume bottles that you used more frequently. He has a drawer dedicated to your things (not to be confused with the drawer you have clothes in for when you stay at his place) and goes to it whenever he misses you ‣ Which is every day ‣ Because of his lack of shame, the day you find that drawer he would simply smile and put your hand on his cheek. And mysteriously after that more objects would appear in the drawer, including some lewd photos of your body in lingerie ‣ Not the fastest cummer but also not the slowest - it depends on how badly he needs you. If it had been longer than five days since he had last seen you in person then just a few heated kisses could get him close, but if he saw you just the day before Felix would be able to fuck you through at least one orgasm

⎯⎯ kim seungmin ‣ Now, we all know I have a bit of an obsession with perv Seungmin and I tend to write about him in a similar way ‣ He is one of the more disgusting pervs out of all of skz, though he would never admit to it. In fact, he would probably attempt to shame you for liking him, with only slight insults directed toward himself ‣ Like he could be sniffing the panties he’d stolen from you and yet he would chuckle at you because you got wet watching ‣ A very big fan of voyeurism! Despite his possessive perv tendencies, he’d still fucking love to watch someone else eat you out, just so long as you moan his name and look at him while doing so ‣ Seungmin is also a fast cummer. While Jisung is ultimately the most likely to cream his pants from a single touch, Seungmin is not that far behind. ‣ However, because of this Seungmin would make you cum at least twice before he fucks you so that you don’t notice just how desperate he is for you ‣ And when he does finally get to put his cock inside of you, Seungmin would be very desperate. Though his form of desperation is lord of grunts and moans with a mixture of insults and praises for you ‣ And if he subbing? He would get you to look at him, and if you didn’t for more than a minute he would resort to begging you because Seungmin just needs your attention. Then once he gets it he would cum, and he’d keep you full so that he can settle his possessiveness ‣ Either he is subbing or domming, Seungmin is a very possessive and desperate man for you. And, when it’s all over, he would keep his cock warm inside you while biting and kissing your jaw

⎯⎯ yang jeongin ‣ Before you start dating, when you’re just his neighbour who Jeongin has a crush on, he is the shyest person ever. He is a lot more like jisung, in the vein where he is so shameful but he couldn’t stop. ‣ The only reason he isn’t as shy once you start dating is that he learnt that you enjoyed his perversion ‣ Then he becomes a dirty bastard really. ‣ No filter, no shame, just an adorable smile that he would give you whenever you catch him mid-perv act. Kinda like Jisung, he wouldn’t stop his actions - but he wouldn’t be ashamed like him, rather proud and flattered ‣ Say you catch him jerking off with your panties on his cock and your hoodie on his face, Jeongin would keep his eyes right on you and notice all the little details in your posture while continuing. In fact, he would make more lewd noises, louder noises, while fucking his fist ‣ And when he sees your thighs squeeze together Jeongin would comment and tease you for it ‣ He is a bit of a brat, though when it comes down to it, Jeongin would beg and whine whenever you don’t give him what he is searching for. Like in the above example, if you didn’t go over and offer your mouth as a substitute he would whine and beg while giving you puppy eyes ‣ Had a good amount of stamina, but if it’s been a while since he last saw you he will cum a lot faster than usual ‣ Absolutely detests sexting. he prefers being able to do it in person, getting to tease, touch and smell you. He will settle for it when away from you, but even then he would complain a lot because you’re not there with him.

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tw. real incest + psuedocest, a lot of niisan, dubcon, manipulation, coercion, threesome, breeding mentions, degradation, yandere undertones wordcount. 6.5k

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baji keisuke x fem!reader x hanemiya kazutora

“Would you mind moving your fat ass to the free spot of the bed by any chance?” You can’t help but let the smile grow on your cheeks as Chifuyu groans and whines at the mere suggestion, repositioning his elbow right between your shoulders to squish you straight back down into the covers, so you almost receive a face full of hardbacks and paper. You try to roll onto your back to get from underneath him altogether, to which your clingy friend only lays his body right back onto yours.

“‘S not my fault your room is so cold. I’ll freeze.”

“Matsuno, get off!” you giggle once the tickle of his breath crawls from your neck all the way down your spine, shifting enough to get a hand along his side and send him skitting off of you. Ticklish. Your saving grace. “It’s not even me who keeps the room cold. It’s the damn apartment.”

You’d met Matsuno way back, and despite being a couple years younger than him and an -exhausting brat at the time- apparently, he’d always been there for you. No matter how much Baji had tried to keep you away from his less than stellar ‘hobbies’, there had been the one meeting, and then a second, and a third— and somehow you had managed to endear the older boy enough that years later, you’d still be friends.

Your begrudging best friend only rolls his eyes before plopping himself a more respectable distance away from you on your bed. You stare at the side of his handsome face until he gives you another look, then shifts a little closer, scrunching up the plush between you two. You really can’t get distracted again though, so you frown down at the mess before you. And understanding as ever, Matsuno runs a calming hand through your hair. You’ve been pretending to do work for a few hours now, but at this point the words barely have any meaning left. Just black ink on a page that’s making your head hurt.

A flash of dark hair passes by your door from the corner of your eye, catching your attention too easily. “Chifuyu, d’you think you could keep from flirting with my sister every fucking time you’re around or what?” The deep voice catches you slightly off guard, ripped out of your less than coherent thoughts to pry yourself up onto both elbows. But the way his sharp, brown eyes linger on you for a few breaths too long to be without meaning doesn't.

You right yourself a little more automatically, pulling at one of your spaghetti straps when the position pulls the top too low for your liking. Not that he has anything to say about what you do or how you dress anyway, but the instinct is still there. Even the hand in your hair slows a little. Your brother doesn’t disappoint in his reaction when he crosses his arms over his wide chest and makes a little ‘tch’ at both of your silences. Still ever the distrustful older brother, it seems, even though you’re definitely old enough to know by now. And so does he, for that matter.

Of course, you and Keisuke have talked about it. You often joked that you stole his middle school boyfriend away from him, pulling grins and disbelieving chuckles out of him when you’d be making dinner alone in the kitchen. Sometimes, he’d just turn the tv up loud enough for you to cup your hands over your ears and walk out. No more words are needed between a big brother and his younger sibling. And he’d found his own best friend just as quickly, so it wasn’t ever an actual issue.

Your relationship is about as unremarkable as they come. Or— it had been, until a few months ago. You’re not entirely sure what changed, only that his eyes find you a bit more easily now, like a blaring warning sign that sends shivers all up your spine. Lingering gazes that you can’t help but overanalyze, because Baji Keisuke is surprisingly good at not letting himself get read. And though you feel that same unease settle into your stomach when he meets your eyes again, a colder, harder glare, you pipe up. “You’re so jealous, nii~san.” The over exaggerated way you jut out your lip and snuggle into Chifuyu’s shoulder is enough to get your friend laughing, though your eyes stay on the noiret in the doorway. “But I’m sadly not his type. He’s all yours.”

“You’re stupid,” Chifuyu snorts when you finish, pushing you away from him with a hand on your forehead, then clicks his tongue. “I’d sooner die than fuck either of you.” His laugh is pleasant, soft and gentle and it makes you happy to see him so happy- eyes tracing the glint of the ring that sits on his fourth finger, definitely after the state you’d pulled him through only a few short years ago. It’s a good moment. Only spoiled a little by the expression on Keisuke’s face when he places a hand on the top of the door and tracks his eyes over your smile, down your top, staring at the exposed of your thighs like he’s got something else to say.

—

Living with your big bro had never posed an issue. He wasn’t the cleanest and you had to see a whole lot of him, of course, but as a broke student there really wasn’t anything to complain about. Kei nii takes care of you, pays for the apartment without much complaining, he’s not the worst cook in the world, and best of all- he wouldn’t stand for you bringing home regretable fucks you’d feel embarrassed about when sober. The problems start with his best friend, the one currently splayed out on your couch in only sweatpants that sit much too low on his hips not to be distracting.

Pretty, clear skin of his shoulders and chest are almost entirely covered in tattoos, you’d basically seen the collection grow over the years. All toned and pretty and distractingly available all the time. You should rephrase: the problems start with Hanemiya Kazutora’s way of eating you up with his eyes. His way of looking at you always had been distracting, from as soon as he came out of juvie years ago and basically went back to spending all his time at your house. The house of your mom back then, which felt a lot safer than you do now. You can’t help but feel— off.

That’s what it is. There’s something off about Hanemiya’s eyes, something you just can’t put a finger on. Like a giant snake waiting for you to get into range, or a cat staring down at your vulnerable neck. Bright eyes that track you all the way from the door to where you shrug off a drenched coat and trace over you as you walk to the kitchen, wordless. After a few moments he chuckles though, nodding at your choice of clothing. “Nice shorts.” They’re Kei nii’s, not that you really thought much about it throwing them on. So you smile in thanks.

There’s a part of you that feels bad for being so creeped out whenever he’s around. A part that loves scolding the other half of you for being so hung up on the idea of jail, of what he had done when he was younger. Everyone makes mistakes, and you of all people can’t hold past actions against him if you don’t plan on doing it for the two other prominent figures in your life. But it’s just— you turn to lean against the dining table as he gets up from the couch and runs a hand through his hair— you trust your instinct. It makes the hairs on your neck stand up any time you have to be alone in a room with him.

Hairs that are very much on end right now, filling a glass with water to distract yourself a little. “Where’s Kei nii?”

“Out… he’ll be back soon though,” the soft voice comes from your left, your focus on the floor, then the door as you hear him walk a little closer. You’ve thought of bringing it up to Keisuke before, but always decide against it. Those two have been through a lot together after all, and it’s not like you actually have a solution. So you suck it up and send him a tight smile when he comes to rest against the table like you are, all skin and charm and a cologne that smells familiar enough to make you a bit nostalgic.

And in truth, it’s not like he’s been mean or particularly unlikable. If it wasn’t for the major creeps you get any time he smiles or feel the brush of his skin over yours, you’d probably be able to have a crush on him for a little while— until it dies out one autumn and you’re back to being just Keisuke’s little sister. You’ve sure had your fair share of innocent or not-so-innocent infatuations with the majority of his friends, each and every one earning you a disgruntled squeeze or string of explicits from said brother. Usually ending in some derivation of ‘fucking gross’ and a chuckle by you.

But you still have to get up and walk around when he turns to you, picking up the remote from the coffee table to flick through a few channels. You nestle yourself instead into the couch, the soft background noise doing little to actually make you feel more at ease. You’re in your own house, shaking about Kazutora following behind. It’s silly, Keisuke would definitely say it is.

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you hated me,” he chuckles when you shift from your spot on the couch as soon as he lands on the other end of it, curling your legs to your chest. You give him a wide eyes look when you feel him staring, but he laughs. “Relax, bun bun. I’m not going to bite.” The slight flush of his ears and the way he props his feet up on the coffeetable are brushed off casually, but a cold shiver still covers your back in goosebumps.

“Of course I don’t hate you,” you mumble back, uncurling your hands from the tight grip on the plastic tool.

“But?”

“No but. I don’t… I don’t hate you, Hanemiya. We just don’t talk a lot.” You ignore the prickling of your skin when he hums, eyes flicking back to you every few seconds.

“You still got that boyfriend?”

With a deep breath in you manage to relax your shoulders, and rest your chin instead on your knees. “Mh-no, we’ve been done for a while. He up and left one day and didn’t bother even telling me about it so… it was pret~ty easy to figure out that it was over.” You turn your head to the side then, curl your feet into yourself a little more when you notice he’s still looking. Your cheek is pushed out on your knee. “Kei nii told you about that?”

His bright eyes seem to glitter when he smiles, sucking his bottom lip into his mouth for a second before he nods, looking from you to the documentary playing before you, then back. “Yeah, he has this amazing ability of not shutting up when it comes to you. It’s like he expects me to have a better idea of how to handle his pretty, little sister or something—” The little laugh that falls out of him rings sweetly through the room, the compliment almost flying over your head. “Which I don’t. Not one like you anyway.”

“I don’t—”

The door swings open hard enough to make you jump an inch. Kei nii does lift an eyebrow to see you sitting in the middle of the room, tilting his head in confusion. “You two bonding all of a sudden? That’s a first.” His low voice breaks the thick silence that was built to let out a low sound, somewhere between a chuckle and a hum. Before you can think of a response, he drops his eyes a little to your legs again, so you spread your knees to make sure nothing’s exposed, but no. You’re all covered up, and if he notices your frown his way when putting away his coat, he doesn’t mention it.

“It’s not,” you quickly quip back when his lips curl into a satisfied grin, letting him pull you from your spot to sit there himself, “we just haven’t talked a lot.” It’s a pretty feeble excuse, you’re plenty aware. Though all the years you were the one skitting around him most days after all, happy to let Kei shoulder most of the conversation responsibilities if it meant that you could slide off to your safe, little room. If it meant getting rid of the constant feeling of eyes on you. Isn’t this the same big brother that told you to trust your gut when you first started going to college parties?

When he tugs you back a little by your hand, you turn over your shoulder to watch his suspiciously blank face turn a little softer, a little sweeter. “Don’t go yet, just sit back down.”

“You took my spot.”

He’s not shaken. Just pulls your arm down more, and even with the little bit of pressure you can feel the way his strength works in on you. The look isn’t just for show, it says, I’m stronger than you. “Sit,” he says again, mouth corners curling up when you grab his shoulder to hold yourself from toppling into him. It doesn’t really work, and before you know it you’re falling over with your knees either side to catch yourself from falling right on top of him.

“Fuck you,” you whisper at him when Keisuke chuckles under his breath, using his free hand to clamp over your hips and pull you down properly, which means you’re now— in his lap, chest heaving a little too close to his and your shirt ridden up over his forearm, basically eye to eye. “Nii nii…” It shouldn’t be weird. It shouldn’t be a big deal to touch your own flesh and blood like this, and you know you could laugh it off. If only his eyes weren’t so damn dark and blown out, you would.

“Should I come back in a couple hours?” Kazutora suddenly clears his voice from the other side of the couch, sounding a bit too amused for your liking, and you can feel the heat from your chest climb just as quickly all the way to your cheeks and ears. “If you two want to get it on…” They probably glow with an obvious color of embarrassment, your lip lifting in protest. But Kei nii just looks satisfied with himself, narrowed eyes pinning you in place. Kazutora grins at you too, a toothy, gleeful smile at your misery. You dig your nails into the soft skin above your big brother’s collarbone in an attempt to make him let you go.

“What is— Don’t be fucking weird, we…” you bite your lip when you glance back over at your brother, his hands still on your hips. “Niichan, this isn’t funny. Lemme go.” It’s not quite so easy to ignore him when he drops his face into your neck, second arm wrapping around your shoulders to keep you in place as you jerk back. Because yes, you’re aware you’re the pervert here. His mouth is just- basically on your tits, and the breath he blows out goes through your shirt and tickles and he’s never ever asked for affection this way before. You’re not sure whether to curse him out or encourage him to let it out.

For a few seconds you sit like that, squished to your brother’s warm chest, your own shallow breaths seeming much too loud. But then you find the other man’s gaze, the way his tongue swipes out to wet his lips, and it has you pushing yourself off of Keisuke’s lap. Your brother doesn’t look too happy, but you really don’t care.

“I’ve got a lot of work left tonight, so you can eat without me,” you breathe out too quickly, busying your hands with the edge of your top when you stand. “Goodnight, aniiki. Goodnight, Hanemiya-san.” And then you’re out of there, legs a little too shaky, and with two sets of eyes trailing you all the way down the hall. You don’t manage to get much done.

And when someone comes to the apartment barely an hour later, you pretend not to hear the way the bed squeaks in the other room, muffling low groans by wrapping your pillow around your skull. If you don’t die of embarrassment, maybe suffication will do.

—

The next day is uneventful. You do your very best not to linger in any room with either of them too long. It’s not subtle, and you’re pretty sure you can feel the burning of Kazutora’s eyes on your face every once in a while, but it’s easy to ignore when you’re distracting yourself with cleaning up their mess. Whatever was said after you locked yourself in your room, you’ll never know. But you’re not particularly curious. You can’t help but think about it too much, the way his hands had flitted up along your sides with a bit too much eager possession, the barely tangible brush of his lips along your pulse point.

If it was someone else, it’d be romantic. You put the towels down in their spot in the bathroom, and fish out your phone when it vibrates against your thigh. A message from Chifuyu, curiously prying about your silence. But what can you say? That you’re having doubts about living with your older brother now, after almost five years of peace? That everything that happened last night felt the furthest from platonic, and that you hadn’t shaken him off like you should’ve? You look up when someone clears their throat, leaning against the doorframe as he does.

“You’re being rude.” It’s short, direct, his voice dripping with something you can’t quite pin-point. All you’re sure about is that he doesn’t sound too pleased when he says it, but it’s not mean. “Y’know Tora has had a rough life. He’s only around as often as he is because I don’t want him to feel alone.” Not exactly why you’ve been avoiding them— today, at the very least, but it still makes you grimace. You clean up the counter, put the toothbrushes left, right, left again- anything to keep yourself busy. Anything not to have to look at him. “The least you could do is pretend like you don’t hate him. I don’t like all your friends either, but you don’t see me making a fuss.”

“I don’t hate him,” you say again, voice threatening to break. It’s nothing you haven’t said to yourself before, but hearing it like this hits a bit harder. “What do you want me to do, niisan? I don’t have much in common with him.”

“He really likes you, you know,” Keisuke suddenly says, shutting you up instantly. “He says you make him feel at home, like he’s got some family of his own.” You should feel guilty, his tone says. And you do, disarmed with a single, simple sentence. This isn’t really news to you. Kazutora had come up here and there in conversation with your best friend before, about his home life, how Toman had been everything to him growing up. It’s a slap in the face to you, someone who’s always had someone.

“I went and got us some lunch. Come join us,” he asks, though it’s more of a demand. One you’re more than inclined to abide by, considering your actions all day. If he noticed, Kazutora most definitely did as well, and though it wasn’t the reason you’ve been walking on eggshells, it definitely hasn’t helped. Keisuke’s dark hair is damp, falling over his eyes as he leans forward to check your phone when it lights up. You stay silent though, biting your lip as you drag your nails along the white porcelain of the sink. “Okay?”

You nod. One short, deliberating motion as you try to find words to your thoughts. You want to speak up, really. You want to be an adult and talk over whatever it— that situation yesterday night— was, but your tongue feels so heavy. Too heavy to speak, let alone ask the pointed questions that are glued to your tongue. Seemingly knowing you won’t speak, he lets out a deep sigh and walks further into the bathroom. His hand comes to rest on your arm, his fingers wrapping loosely around your wrist.

“You’ve never been this fucking quiet in your entire life,” he grins, handsome face relaxed when you turn to face him. “Is that what a man’s gotta do to get you to stop acting up? Huh, brat?”

Heat flares right back up under your collar before you can help it, putty with the way his eyes flick from your eyes to your lips and back again. As easy as breathing, he rakes his hand up along your arm to tug you into him, letting you topple unmoving against his chest until you can smell his shampoo and the scent of fresh linen. “My little sister likes to cuddle, ‘s that it? You touch starved or somethin’?” Your hand shoots up and fists into his shirt to push yourself off, but you don’t quite manage to let go.

Not when he wraps his strong arms around you, not when a puff of air comes to the crown of your head, and not when his thumb presses comforting circles into your skin. “You’re so tense,” he mumbles into your hair, “don’t be like that. I can touch you, you’re family. You’re the one making it weird.” It’s soft and true and you instantly feel a bit sorry, because maybe Keisuke’s just going through some stuff. Maybe he needs this. But the silence still drags on too long, his hands sliding down your back, down, down, down until—

The buzzing of your phone breaks it. And Kei nii groans out loud, brows furrowing deep and harsh when you move to pick it up. His arm stays clamped around your waist, pressing your body too close to his own glowing skin. “Why the fuck-,” his eyes narrow further when he snatches the device from your hand, “is Chifuyu texting you still. Why is… I- are you two fucking or something? I thought you said I didn’t have to be worried.” His voice is low enough to have your hairs standing up on your arms, growled with such a visceral, sudden anger that you open and close your mouth a few times like a fish gasping for oxygen. His face is so close to yours when he stares you down, waves the phone back and forth in your peripheral vision.

But why- you have nothing to feel guilty about. “No, we’re not! He’s engaged, and he’s my friend, niisan. Why are you like that- a-and let me go!” This time you do push against his chest, an affronted furrow coming to your own face when he glares. You understand being worried about a mutual friend, but how can he even think that. Accuse you of doing something so vile. “He’s like a brother to me!” you breathe out to placate him, making a pitiful whimper when his grip on you gets a bit too tight for comfort. “Niisan, believe me, I’m not doing anything like that!”

You put all the force you have in your arm to widen the distance between you two, but Keisuke quickly puts your phone down to grab your chin and make you face him again. His hold does let up a little as he looks down at you with those deep, blown out irises that glint in the harsh LEDs. And then he clicks his tongue, leans down until you’re basically nose to nose and you slump in his hold. You can’t help it, it’s instinctual. If you want out you’d really have to fight, and you don’t actually want to hurt him, right? This is your big brother, the one you love with all your heart. Even when he’s mean and a hassle, even—

You freeze when his lips meet yours, first ever so gentle, but quickly pushing down more when you don’t pull back. Not that you’re in the state to do much of anything except listen to the pounding of your blood rushing past your ears. He leans in more and kisses deeper, pulling you by your belt loop into him as you shake and tremble, tongue brushing against your mouth. You finally pull away at that, almost toppling back from the harsh movement. “Don’t say stupid shit like that,” he grunts, straightens up to regard you and the way you’re looking anywhere but him. “You’ve known Tora for longer than you’ve known Chifuyu.”

He stays for a few seconds of silence, his own chest moving up and down hard enough to show under his shirt, before running the back of his hand under his nose. Your own head is spinning, confusion and anxiety mixing into a tight ball that sits at the top of your throat and keeps you from saying anything. “Come eat.” You don’t speak when he grabs your hand and laces his own fingers between yours, or when you pass by Kazutora who’s propped up on the bed. If he heard any of the commotion in the bathroom, he doesn’t let it show.

Just gives you a long, languid up and down that sends more cold shivers down your spine. Kei nii places your chair closer to his before forcing you down to sit, rakes his fingers along your back again, then plops into the chair himself. Like nothing ever happened. And the other dark haired man sits down across, tapping his hands on the table a few times before he smiles, pointing at the food. “Baji, wanna share?” His lithe voice rings loud through the apartment. It’s colder than usual, you think, biting your bottom lip hard. Kazutora’s smile is still off, a little too turned up at the corners, a little too predatory.

It only seems to widen when he meets your eyes without faltering, his own cheeks flushing a little. “You know what they say, sharing is caring.”

—

In a way, you anticipate the knock before it comes. Your music isn’t loud enough to entirely drown out the sound of the two of them watching tv or the call to some other friends, but it’s enough to keep you with your head down in the books. You have too much to think about as it is and not enough time in the day to make all the mangled pieces fit. Because the more you think, the more you remember— things you never took notice of now amplified with a spotlight. Keisuke had always been possessive, had always been unrelenting on any man you ever hung out with. You used to think it was a little funny, a little cute.

But with the memory of his lips on yours, the way his hand had slipped along your spine to keep you in place… Your body has a strange sensation that starts in the low of your belly and spreads all around. You pull out one of your earbuds to listen for the noise of them. The tv is out, and considering the phone call earlier it isn’t a stretch to think Kazutora has left for the night, and your brother is taking a shower like he usually does before bed.

You groan, raise your arms above your head, and drag yourself from your desk to let yourself drop into the covers with all the dramatics of a toddler. And it’s as you’re thinking over everything yet again, any sign you may have misread— the knock comes to your door. You turn your head towards it. “Hey, brat,” he mumbles, sounding … quiet. Keisuke isn’t loud by nature, nor is he particularly talkative, but he’s never quiet in the way that he sounds now in front of your door. “Did you lock me out of your room?” he asks at the silence, gently jiggling the handle a few times.

“I was finishing up my paper,” you softly respond, thinking over your words. “I didn’t try to lock you out.”

The man on the other side is quiet for a few seconds too, before he hums. “You gonna let me in at least?” Though the thought does cross your mind, you do get up to unlock the door. The tall man steps inside, leaving the door open after him. He goes to sit on the bed and you follow. “So…” So, time to talk, you think in response, sitting down too. “You didn’t like it, ‘s that what it is?”

The question takes you entirely off guard. “Wh-what? No, I- That’s not- You can’t just do that!”

“Why not? If you liked it, and I liked it—”

“I didn’t like it, niisan!” you snap back, barely noticing how he turns towards you so his legs are spread either way. Every touch sets you on fire though.

“That’s not what your face said earlier,” his lips quirk up when you try to hit him, grabbing your one hand, then the other too when you try again. “It’s okay if you did. I know you better than anyone else, don’t try to deny it.” He leans in, as if to kiss you again, and you pull back- hitting your head against the headboard in the process. “Stop wiggling, I just want to try something. Don’t make such a scene.”

“Niichan,” you yelp, turning your face aside when he crawls closer, nuzzling along your chest up your throat. “Why me? Why me?”

“Because I love you,” he only says, a logical justification for the sin at hand. You can’t help the way your body warms, glowing under him. But it’s beyond you why you just lay there and take it when he lets your arm drop to cup your cheek, lean down into your space- so close you can see each individual eyelash and the small scar on the bridge of his nose. ‘Just let me,’ he mouths, before his lips are back on yours. There’s no innocence in the way he kisses you, the hand that slides into hair at the bottom of your skull and tugs. Just tongue pushing inside and greedy, wet kisses that make your stomach flip.

He groans when you kiss back, a throaty sound, pulling back to look at you. Your flushed lips and teary eyes are enough to have him huffing, diving back in again. He tastes nice, your mind supplies, and your mortification only burns through your chest hotter. “See,” he pants when he pulls back, “you want it. I know you.” He traces his finger along the seam of your mouth for a second, prying it open with a hum. “Someone we know told me you would, you’re a little slut- hm?” It’s unfairly effective, his fingers dipping inside your mouth and exploring your tongue, spit coating them as he presses further. “Y’should’ve told me, baby. If I knew my little sister was such a whore—”

“Stop, stop please. We can’t.” Though you say it, you have no intention of actually moving, everything hurting from the need, the touch. You want it, it rings through your skull.

“We can.” As his hand dips under your shirt, you can feel your panties cling to your pussy, a traitorous feeling of your own body working against you. You never wanted this, you didn’t, he’s wrong and you know it. But his large hand pawing at your tits under your shirt and the way he nudges a knee between your legs is working. “I can tell,” he whispers in a sing-song voice, thick lashes framing his dark eyes.

You let out a little sound he accepts with a grin, pulling his fingers out to kiss you again. Sloppier, letting his spit stay on your tongue. “My little sister just wants to get fucked by her big brothers, right? That’s what gets your pussy gushing?” He chuckles when you squeak at his hand, grabbing his wrist where it’s making it’s way into your pants.

“Please-” stop. It doesn’t quite make it past your lips, definitely not when he licks a stripe from your jaw down your throat, sucking a mark into the skin. Your body is so hot and everything is sensitive to the touch.

At this point you’re just as embarrassed of the situation as you are at getting turned on in the first place, of how you can’t manage to say ‘no’. Even though you know you should. Even if everything is crumbling around you. His self-satisfied grin only grows when the wet sound of his fingers sliding around in your wetness makes you slick more, your body actively sabotaging you. You turn away, bury your face into your pillow as he starts rubbing your clit. The rough pads of his fingers feel like heaven, and your thighs shudder when he rubs you just right a few times, biting down on your neck.

He grinds himself against you, head cocking back with a sigh. He’s hard. Your big brother’s cock is hard in his pants, and he rubs it between your legs enough to have you mewling and shuddering. It’s embarrassing, it is, but as long as no one knows… “Say it for me,” he asks then, already busy shuffling your shorts down your legs. He rubs a palm over your pussy, before landing a slap straight between your legs and laughing when your legs twitch. “Come on, tell me you want to have that ‘big brother’s cock’.”

He spanks your pussy again, before spitting on it and lazily rubbing that around. “Come on~”

“You started without me?” it sounds from the door, your eyes shooting open to watch Kazutora with only a towel around his waist. A towel that’s tenting over his cock, as Keisuke grabs your tits again and rubs himself against your soft thigh.

“Just a little. Hurry up, I’m hard as fuck.” He shoves his pants down to let you admire him for only a second, mind flip flopping between both men again and again. Kazutora does as asked, undoes his towel to scoot in next to you two on the bed, and groans when slapping your tits, pinching your nipple between skillful fingers. His cock twitches, glossy tip and red and so hard, it’s hard for you to imagine he hasn’t been for a while.

“Fuck, I knew you were gonna be so good. I fucking told you, Baji.”

“Yeah, yeah,” he breathes out, making room to let Kazutora latch his mouth onto your nipple and suck, his free hand toying with your clit. It’s unfair, the amount of stimulation leaves you a cockhungry mess. Your brother kneads your thighs for a few seconds, eyes narrowed, before he takes over for Kazutora to spit on your pussy again, leaning down to suck on your clit.

But he seems to think better of it and groans, getting up between your legs to pull your hips level with his. “I’m fucking her pussy though. Your big brother’s gonna fuck your pussy nice and full.” Your mouth is occupied by Kazutora’s, so you can’t even whine or say anything in response. But the effect is instant, pussy clenching and more slick mixing with the mess between your legs.

Kei nii grins, before lining up. “You like that?” Kazutora asks when he pulls back, looking too lovingly into your eyes. He’s all flushed, like a schoolgirl with a crush. “You’re a twisted little thing, baby. I love it though. I really do.” He sits up on his knees to brush some hair away from your face, then smiles so pretty. “Open up.” As Keisuke rubs his throbbing cock between your legs, arms clamped down on your hips like his life depends on it, you can’t help but whine out long and pitifully, something that makes him smile.

Another tap to your lips has you lulling out your tongue, letting Kazutora rest the head of his cock onto it. Your lips wrap around him as he sighs, placing his large hand on your head to push a little closer. While your brother slides in between your legs, stretching you so wide it stings, Kazutora stares at the way you swallow around the cock in your mouth and fucks into your mouth. Spit dripping down your face and tears clumping your lashes together, moaning incoherently. Kei nii pushes in deeper, places his hand on your belly to make you feel every inch as it slides into you so much more.

“You gonna let me breed this cunt nice and good? Fill you up, fuck my baby into you?”

You choke around Kazutora’s cock when it’s paired with a thrust from both men. “Shit, she likes that. You like your brother’s cock this much?” Your agreement is muffled, but Keisuke’s face lights up a little too eagerly when you still do your best to nod, bottoming out inside. Your pussy is a mess, spit and your own slick dripping down your ass into the fresh linen.

“Call Kazutora niisan too,” he orders then, thumb on your clit as he pulls back, narrowed focus on your cunt as it clings to his thick cock. “He’s been wanting this for longer than I have, y’know.” Kazutora lets you up to take some much needed breaths, before he leans down to kiss you again, cup your cheeks and worship your mouth. Tugging your bottom lip between his teeth, sucking on your tongue. As Kei starts a ruthless pace, hard, deep thrusts creating a lewd ‘pap’ every time he bottoms out. His cock fills you up so well, it’s making your mind twist. “Come on, slut, say it.”

The string of spit between your faces is broken when he pulls back to gaze at you and your fucked out expression, fucking his cock into a tight fist with your spit. Your mouth falls open when Kei nii pinches your clit hard, legs clamping around his ass, and stare back at the half blond-half noiret as he waits. “Tora nii~chan,” your voice comes out high pitched and whinier than you’d like, but the way he reaches down to grab his balls is intoxicating. “Tora niichan, wan’you to fuck my throat as nii nii breeds me, please. Please, p-please—”

Keisuke chuckles. “You’re gonna make him cum.” But he doesn’t slow, just rocks the bed back and forth as he drives in and out of your pussy with a crazed focus, hitting your spot just right. You grab at his arm to dig your nails in while Kazutora gets back over your face, this time gripping your face tighter as you lick along the slit.

“Such a good little sister. Our little slut.”

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