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i moaned

miguel accidentally overstimulating himself not realizing that his breeding kink kicked in 🤲🧎‍♀️

overstimulation with miguel o’hara ❤︎

— a/n: oh my

warnings ﾟ𐦍༘⋆: some vulgar language, mentions of having kids during sex

“Mi—Miguel,” you gasp out, wrapping your arms around his neck as he fucks you into the mattress, “‘s—‘s too much? Ah—are you oh—okay?”

You shudder in unison as he pumps another load of his cum into your drenched pussy.

“I’m fi—fine,” he stutters as his dick twitches. It hurts—he’s sensitive—but it’s not enough. He hasn’t given you enough.

A broken mewl escapes you as your head hits the headboard, Miguel tightens his grip around your waist to keep you from slipping off his cock as his hips stutter through his thrusts.

His visions blurs as you clench around his dick—he was surprised he was still able to move.

He chokes when your pussy flutters—the way you clamp down on his dick makes his body go slack and his eyes roll back.

You’re both covered in sweat, and cum, and saliva. You feel hot, the silk bedsheets Miguel bought does nothing to cool you down, and your head is spinning. Your heart pounds in your chest as your body tenses—you were about to cum again, and your pussy wanted to cry.

“Miguel,” you whimper, “‘m close, Miguel, ‘m close,” you whine. His dick deliciously rubs against your walls as he sticks his thumb into your mouth—your head hits the headboard.

“I know mami—me too.” Your head hits the headboard again, “Gotta fill you up again, don’t you want that? Gonna make you feel good, I promise mami, I promise.”

“Mig—“ he pushes his thumb down on your tongue.

“‘m gonna make you feel so good, mami,” he starts to babble, “Gonna feel so good.”

Somehow every movement he made was even more intense, you could feel every vein, every twitch, every—everything. He became more precise, every thrust ended with him hitting your g—spot, you were never sure if that was going to be the moment you came.

“Miguel—,” you babble, sucking his thumb. “‘m gonna cum, right there Miguel, I’m gonna—“

His thrusts became erratic, the feeling of your warm pussy engrains itself in his memory.

He’d definitely be going back to this memory.

“Wait for me mami, I’m almost there too,” he grabs one of your hands, bringing it close to his mouth, and he presses his lips against your wrist. “Gonna make you a mother, yeah?”

You bite his thumb.

He presses a hand against your stomach as the bed creaks, “Make me a father?”

His hips stutter as you moan around his thumb.

You avoid eye contact as he leans over you, the pure devotion in his eyes makes you feel tingles in your stomach—and make you feel even more of that in your pussy.

“Look at me when you come mami, pl—please. Need you too.”

You didn’t expect it to happen that quickly when you looked at him.

Miguel looks down at you with lust blown eyes, his hair drops down from his face, and his mouth hangs open—the hand holding your wrist shaking. He slowly thrusts into you as he came inside you—your own cum mixed with his leaking around his dick.

His chest goes up and down as he heavily breathes—fuck was he beautiful as always.

He dips his head pressing a quick sloppy kiss onto your lips, “You’re leaking.”

You laugh, “It’s your fault.”

You expect him to laugh, to take it as a joke and then pick you up to go take a relaxing bath and cuddle for the rest of night—but he doesn’t.

“Oh,” he purrs, “Well, I should fix my mistake, shouldn’t I?”

He drops your wrist and focuses on your left boob, he pinches your nipple—you moan softly.

You wince in unison when he starts to move his hips again, his free hand trailing down to your waist from your stomach, “Ha—have to make sure none of my cum goes to waste, right mami? Can’t risk you not getting pregnant.”

Tears weld in his eyes, your pussy hurts as you pulse around him. He lets out a weak breath, “You want me to cum in you again, right?”

Your head hits the headboard once more as he thrusts get stronger.

It hurts, you’re too sensitive, and you’re positive he is too—yet he’s right. You do want that, you want him.

With a broken, hoarse voice, you say “Yes.”

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GAGGED

SENSITIVE THIGHS MINHO ‼️‼️‼️

no bc this would actually come in very handy when hes subbing. massaging his thighs as you suck the tip of his pretty cock, hes a goner. and when he cums he tries to close his legs around you but you pry them apart and he goes FERALLLL

mm YUM absolutely LOOK AT THEM……

i think he’d like thigh massages anyways, but when he’s subbing??? 😱😱 oh yes

he tries to hard to act unaffected, but he just can’t. any way you touch his thighs gets him all needy. pinch them…. lick, suck, massage, bite. he loves it all, especially if you play with his leaky cock too. he’s embarrassed by how much he clearly likes you fondling his thighs. when you’re sucking at his cock, rake your fingers down his thighs until they’re hot to the touch and streaked pink and white from your nails. the closer he gets to cumming the more his pretty thighs shake, and no matter how hard he tenses the muscle and tries to move his legs, he can’t get them to stop trembling. he sounds so cute when he finally gives in and cums in your mouth. a sweet little “ahhh” graces your ears just like it does after he laughs, except maybe this time his teeth chatter a little bit. his toes curl and his thighs snap shut around your head, but all you have to do is pat his thigh and he’ll open his legs again. now you can hold him down; he wants you to.

“keep going, ahh~ yes. i can- i can cum again. fuck, please, scratch me again? please, i like it.”

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I feel dizzy

sharing = caring

snippets of chan sharing you with each of his boys for the first time

pairings: skz x afab!reader

warnings: smut!!!!🔞 multiple partners, threesomes, unprotected sex, protected sex, daddy kink, exhibitionism, smidges of mxm but nothing too serious, oral (f & m receiving), wet and messy, finger sucking, gagging, little bit of spit play, cum swallowing, light degradation, phone sex, slight voyeurism, pussy jobs, mutual masturbation, pet play, hair pulling, loss of virginity, spanking, whole lotta tags for a whole lotta boys!

notes: well.... i did it! inspired by chan's section in this post of mine since literally one singular person asked for it. this is just straight up NASTY.. you're welcome?? or sorry?? idk but anyways im abt to post this and then dip so i can sleep. pls enjoy!!! <3

chan 

“baby, tell me,” he whispers into your cheek. you’re on your back and he’s on his side facing you, a strong thigh thrown over yours that’s closest to him. he’s had his hand in your panties for the past thirty minutes, and it’s got your brain leaking out of your ears. “here, let’s take these off, yeah?”

he sits up, his hand finally leaves your panties so that he can drag them down your hips and have you kick them off with your foot. chan settles back down beside you, propping his head up on his palm and bringing his other hand back to your cunt to play. 

you’re so worked up you could cry. you could scream, but it’s your own doing. you know all you have to do is tell your boyfriend what’s on your mind. he tells you just that.

chan leans down to kiss your neck before murmuring against your skin. 

“all you have to do is tell me, love. i want to give it to you, hm?” you slowly nod your head and wrap your hand around his forearm. when you turn to look at him, he meets you halfway for a kiss. it’s sweet, nothing more than a press of your lips together, but yours are quick to drop open in a yelp when chan pinches your clit between his fingers. chan takes this opportunity to lick into your mouth and does his best to swallow the noises you can’t seem to stop making. 

he can tell you’re about to cum when you start to hump his hand, thighs shaking. chan smiles against your lips and gets you there, but right before you can tumble over the edge he removes his hand and trails it up your stomach to circle your belly button gently. the whine that leaves your mouth is pathetic, desperate, and you can’t help but bring your own fingers to your pussy to pick up where he left off. chan is quick to grab your hand and pin it to your side, dropping a swift smack to your cunt in retaliation that makes you cry out.

“this is mine.” his fingers wrap themselves around your neck. “that pussy is mine, and i’ll play with it how i see fit.” you’re nodding your head along with his words because of course, you know it’s his. 

“that’s right sweetheart. you want me to make you cum?” another nod from you. “why don’t you tell me what’s got that pretty head all dizzy then, yeah? daddy wants to give it to you, baby. i want you to have it.” 

you do tear up this time, and chan smiles at you, dimples showing. “my crybaby. how can channie help? what if i touch your little clit again, would that make it better?” he asks. 

“y-yes, channie, daddy,” you whine. his hand once again travels down to your pussy, and your hips arch into him to welcome them back home. so fuckin’ precious, he says.

chan kept his end of the bargain, so you know it’s time to keep yours, despite how nervous you are about admitting it out loud. you doubt your sweet boyfriend would think any different of you for this, but still. 

“want, ah, want you an’ your friends to fuck me, channie,” you whisper. “‘m so good for you, i am, jus’ want everyone to know.”

chan thinks he’s about to pass out. no way did you just say what he thinks you said, what he hopes you said. he’s fantasized about that for months, sharing you with the rest of stray kids, but was too ashamed and embarrassed to ever admit it out loud to you. then again, he thought, you had always been the brave one out of the two of you. 

“oh honey,” chan coos, “you’re right, you’re so good for me. you’re so wonderful, you want ‘em to see how sweet this pussy is? how good you treat me?” 

he doesn’t let you answer before he’s pulling you into his chest and making you cum so hard you’re out cold the second your head hits the pillow.

this is how it starts.

minho 

chan had texted you earlier, a short and simple me and minho need your help haha. you weren’t sure if it would lead to what you were hoping it would lead to, but god were you crossing your fingers. the second chan let you into the dance practice room, he locked the door behind you. you stopped in your tracks and raised your eyebrows at him, searching for some sort of hint to clue you into what was going on. your boyfriend cocks his head towards minho, who’s sitting on the leather couch and fiddling with his phone with a scowl on his face. 

you let out a quiet ahh and shoot chan a thumbs up. he responds with that squeaky laugh you love so much and gently pulls you in by the back of your head, wrapping his arm around it and guiding your face to his neck so you can hug him. 

“the second you say stop, we stop, ‘kay?” chan asks into your ear. 

“yes!” you say, excited, now bouncing on the balls of your feet and nearly headbutting him in the chin. you kiss him once and pull away, smiling. out of the corner of your eye you see minho lock his phone and place it face down on the couch, focusing his attention on you and chan. 

the next thing you know, you’re half naked on the couch. minho has your ass pulled to the edge so that he can have easier access to your drooly cunt on display for him, your panties dangling from one foot. he’s kneeling in between your spread legs. chan’s sitting on the cushion beside you, content for now to let minho explore your body for the first time. he’s holding your hand and rubbing slow circles on it with his thumb.

your head is thrown back against the backrest of the couch as minho is nipping at your thighs, startling moans out of you when he decides he wants to bite down harder. 

“show him your tits, baby,” chan tells you, squeezing your hand once. you comply immediately, using your unoccupied hand to pull the hem of your t-shirt up above your tits, and you wiggle when you look down to see minho’s dark eyes roaming your chest. 

“mm,” minho hums, “pretty. pretty body. can i kiss you here?” he asks, eyes flicking down to your cunt. you nod your head but are quick to glance over at your boyfriend. chan doesn’t say anything, but he does grab you under your knee and pull it up towards him so that minho has an even better view of you. minho hisses under his breath when it opens you up more for him, pussy lips parting and cute little clit peeking out to greet him. 

you all three let out a noise when minho gets his mouth on you, and you’re quick to bring the hem of your shirt to your mouth to bite down on it. 

you’ve always known lee minho was gorgeous, but the way he closes his eyes when he tastes you has you reeling. his long eyelashes flutter against his cheek before he opens his eyes again. you think it’s cute how red his ears are, and you bring a hand down to rub at one of them and he sighs into you. 

you’re honestly surprised your boyfriend has been sitting still for this long. he hasn’t moved to touch himself once, despite how hard you can see his dick is straining through his athletic shorts. he looks antsy though, and you don’t want that. 

“baby, channie, what is it?” you ask, fighting hard to make your words steady while minho continues to fuck you with his tongue.

“fuck,” chan grunts. “fuck, i want a fucking taste.” before you know it, chan’s on his knees beside minho, once again pushing your knee to your chest, and minho copies his movement with your other leg. minho shuffles over on his knees to give chan more room, and your breath stutters in your throat when their tongues touch you at the same time. 

you couldn’t look away if you tried, your eyes are locked on the way minho and chan’s tongues lave over your cunt at the same time. one of chan’s hands comes up to cup your breast, and you rest your hand over his, squeezing it. 

the noises are filthy, even more so with the acoustics of the practice room. you can’t tune anything out. not the way your pussy is soaking their faces, the hungry noises both boys are making, or the way you’re almost squealing. your noises raise in pitch once you see how their tongues are batting against each other and rubbing over your clit, and you’re cumming before you get the chance to warn them. your back arches almost painfully, hips bucking so wildly that chan and minho both have to hold you down. 

you reckon you damn near pass out because when you come to, you’re nestled against chan’s chest and minho’s head is resting on your shoulder; he’s playing with your fingers. 

“morning, sunshine!” chan jokes, and he laughs when you groan. you open your bleary eyes and take in your surroundings, relaxing further against chan and minho.

“minho?” you ask, and he hums to show you he’s listening. “why are you wearing different pants?” 

“because i came in my other ones, why else?”

changbin 

“holy fuck, that’s good,” changbin grunts, reclining himself further into the computer chair in chan’s studio. his legs scramble to give you more room where you’re settled sweetly between them. 

chan sits on the couch, relaxing into the corner while he palms himself over his shorts. 

you pull off of changbin’s cock and stroke him in your fist. you spread your legs so that you can settle closer to the ground and smile against the underside of changbin’s cock, figuring it turns him on to loom over you like that. changbin growls, and you’re still smiling when you travel lower to suck on his balls, humming in your throat. 

changbin’s head smacks against the headrest of the chair when you suck his cock into your mouth again. 

“can i- ah, please, your mouth feels so good,” changbin whines. he wants to fuck your face, you can tell by the way his hips stutter, but he stops himself because you haven’t told him he could. mhm, you hum, and changbin’s quick to lift his hips to see how much you can take. 

if you can deepthroat bang christopher chan, you figure changbin will be no problem. 

“gag on it,” changbin murmurs, hands gripping the arms of the chair. you do, pushing yourself all the way down on his cock and holding yourself there. changbin lets out a cry when you look up at him through your teary eyes, and his hand cups your cheek so that he can wipe a tear away with his thumb when it falls. you move your head slightly, ignoring the discomfort on your nose when it rubs against his trimmed pubic hair.

you finally hear chan make a noise when changbin starts to fuck your face in earnest. the wet sounds your throat is making carries throughout the small studio, your face a mess of tears, snot, and drool. you’re thankful changbin’s chair is pushed back against the desk because otherwise it would be rolling across the floor from how hard he’s fucking into your mouth. 

“fuuuck, like that. just like that. fuck, can you spit on it?” you pull off of changbin’s cock, a thick string of spit connecting your mouth to his dick when you pull away for a breath. 

“mm, yeah,” you say, moving your tongue around in your mouth. chan sits up from his spot on the couch and scoots closer to you. 

“here,” he says, leaning up and turning your head towards him. chan shoves two of his thick fingers in your mouth, fucking them in and out. you whine, gagging slightly on his fingers, body lurching as chan continues fucking your mouth with his fingers. he goes to pull them out, but you’re not done with him. you grab onto his wrist and suck harshly on his fingers, batting your eyelashes at him. 

“little fucking slut,” chan grunts, “open your mouth.” you do as he says, and he fucks your mouth again, gagging you on his fingers over and over. spit is cascading down his hand and forearm, and he tsks at you. your mouth is still open, thick saliva collecting in the back of your mouth, and chan leans forward one more time to add his own spit to the mix. he turns you back towards changbin. 

changbin has been watching the whole scene with his jaw dropped, hand working furiously on his cock, but not enough to make him cum. he wants you to do that. 

he holds his cock out for you as you settle back comfortably between his legs. your hand joins his on his cock, and you let the collected spit pour out of your mouth so that it seeps down his cock. your hands catch most of it, and you use it to pump his messy cock. changbin’s pants are soiled at this point, but that’s the last thing on his mind. your hair keeps getting caught in the mess and you’re growing frustrated with having to repeatedly tuck it behind your ears. you’re a little miffed you forgot a hair band before you left your place. of course sweet changbin notices, and he uses both of his hands to keep your hair from your face. 

you hear chan lean up from his spot on the couch again, and he collects your hair in his hands and holds it back for both of you. 

“‘s it good bin?” chan asks, looking up at his friend. 

“holy shit, you’re crazy. it’s so fucking good, so fucking good,” changbin laughs in disbelief. chan uses his hold on your hair to move your head up and down on changbin’s cock. he holds you down on it when he sees fit, moving you how he wants, toying with you and changbin both. it’s all too much, so you can’t help but start to touch yourself. 

chan catches on quickly, but changbin’s too busy looking wide-eyed at the ceiling to notice. 

“bin, look. isn’t that cute?” chan asks. your whimper is muffled by changbin’s thick cock. 

“oh my god, are you touching yourself, baby?” changbin whines, chest heaving. “that’ll make me cum. keep touching your pussy for us and i’ll cum in your mouth.” 

as you start to hump your hand, chan tightens his grip on your hair and forces your nose to changbin’s skin. when you cum you grasp onto changbin’s leg with your other hand, and the way your throat constricts pushes changbin over the edge with you. 

hyunjin 

“hyung it’s so wet, so wet, i can’t,” hyunjin cries. you giggle at that, and hyunjin huffs out a laugh too.

he hasn’t fucked you yet, but this is good. hyunjin has been grinding his long, pretty cock against your pussy for the better part of fifteen minutes. “yeah, ‘m wet for you hyune~” you croon.

hyunjin’s thighs shake where they’re pressed tight against the backs of yours. 

chan breathes a curse through the speaker of your phone. you hated that he had to leave to check on something at the company, but you figured hyunjin would be fun to play with by yourself. despite not being present in the room, you still wanted chan involved somehow, but it was hyunjin who suggested calling him up.

“how does hyunjinnie feel, baby?” chan asks, and you give yourself a couple of seconds to collect your thoughts.

“channie, he feels so good on me,” you tell him, voice lilting in a sultry way to drive your boyfriend and his friend crazy. “his cock is so fucking big.” you wail when the head of his cock catches on your clit. 

you hear chan say something along the lines of my sweetheart loves a big cock, huh? but you’re too busy crying out over the way hyunjin grabs his dick and shakes the head of it against your clit to be certain. your hips spasm, and hyunjin leans more of his weight forward to cage you against the bed. 

hyunjin plants his hands on either side of your head and ruts his hips down faster, jolting your body up the bed. 

“pussy. so. fucking. warm. so wet, smells so sweet,” hyunjin punctuates his words with fluid thrusts against you.

you cup your hand over the top of his cock so that it presses him harder against your pussy, and that makes you both moan. hyunjin leans down to kiss at your chest. he sucks kisses onto the underside of your breast and pops your nipple into his mouth, making you keen. his deft fingers softly tap at your other nipple, faintly tracing around it with the tip of his finger to feel it pebble up and harden under his touch.

“what’s got my baby making such pretty noises, huh? you have to tell me since i can’t see you. i have to know what to touch my cock to.” you cry out chan’s name, and hyunjin lets out a soft noise as well. 

“channie he’s- he’s rubbing his cock on my pussy. it’s so hard, feels so good… an’ he’s playing with my- with my nipples too, baby, ah!” you cry out as hyunjin bites down gently on your nipple. 

“hyung, channie hyung, my thighs are soaked. it’s so slippery, ‘s dripping. shit! how do you do this? it’s so good i’m gonna die…” hyunjin’s sentence trails off as he fucks his cock against your pussy faster, movements sharper as he gets closer to his release. 

“fuck, i know, hyunjin-ah. sweetest pussy ever, isn’t it?” chan says through the phone. if you listen close enough you think you can hear the slick noises of him jerking his cock. 

“hy-hyunjinnie,” you mewl, “c’n you, can you put it in, please? just the tip, please, just the tip! that’s all i need, i just wanna cum. i wanna cum on your cock.” hyunjin cries out and his arms shake.

“hyung, can i please?” he almost sounds close to tears. hyunjin bites his lip and hangs his head, silky black hair brushing against your chest. 

“you’ve got my baby begging, hyune, go ahead, it’s alright.” chan answers, voice tinny through the phone’s speaker. 

you’re whispering pleasepleasepleaseplease as hyunjin takes hold of his cock and guides it to your hole. he does as promised, fucking the tip in, and you both look at each other with mouths wide open. hyunjin re-positions himself so that his thighs aren’t pressing yours to your chest anymore, now there’s a little more room between the two of you. he takes both of your ankles in one of his big hands and pushes your legs back to your chest, the other hand occupied with holding the base of his cock. 

hyunjin slowly rolls his hips forward, grinding inside you repeatedly with the tip of his big cock. you’re so wet that you start squelching when he fucks in, and as hyunjin whimpers at the noise you throw your arm over your eyes to hide. 

“nonono, look at me, please don’t hide. you’re so beautiful, you feel perfect,” hyunjin tells you. “will you cum? can i make you cum?” 

“baby, touch yourself for us, let hyunjinnie see your pretty face when you cum on him,” chan says. he’s breathless. you follow his instructions, looking at hyunjin through your eyelashes and rubbing your clit in small little circles. it catches up to you quickly, your face scrunches up as you hit your high, pussy clenching around the head of hyunjin’s cock. 

“oh! oh, keep clenching on me. please, yes, keep cumming!” hyunjin cries, fist jerking the part of his cock that isn’t snug inside you. that’s enough to push him over the edge, he rushes to take his cock out and he cums in streaks all over your stomach. you smile sleepily at him as you pick up some with the tips of your fingers and bring it to your mouth.

“don’t fucking go anywhere,” chan growls. you had almost forgot he was on the line. “i’m coming home right now.”

jisung 

you’re putting on the best show of your life, you think, as you sit in the computer chair in chan’s studio while him and jisung lounge on the couch. chan’s already got a hand down his pants, but jisung is holding onto the spotify pillow tightly, covering his lap with it. 

you smirk at your boyfriend and trail your eyes to jisung, making sure to spread your legs wider for him to see. you settle both of your legs over the arms of the chair. you notice jisung’s eyes widen, but he still doesn’t move to touch himself, and that has you pouting. 

“come on, hannie, don’t you want to play with me?” you ask, cocking your head as your fingers begin to pinch your own nipples before the real fun begins. 

you see jisung gulp, and you’d laugh if it weren’t so cute. 

“you wanna watch me touch myself?” you ask him, pulling at a nipple and watching him watch your breast jiggle with the movement. 

“baby don’t tease, be nice.” comes chan’s response. 

“‘m always nice, see?” you say back. you roll your neck and your fingers inch to your pussy. you form a vee with your fingers and spread yourself open for them. you let them look their fill for a moment and then start to rub your clit when you deem necessary. “i’m so nice, aren’t i hannie?” 

“yeah, sooo nice, so nice, yeah,”  jisung replies with a cough, eyes fixed on your fingers that are coated with your slick. he finally removes the pillow from his lap and reaches a hand under the band of his sweatpants to touch himself. 

“take out your cocks, pleeease.” it’s more of a command if your tone has anything to do with it, but since you’re being nice you tacked on a please at the end for good measure. chan readily complies, always prepared to get his dick out for you, but jisung pulls at the drawstring of his sweats and hesitates. 

“please hannie? i’ve seen that one before,” you wave a passive hand at chan. “can i see yours?” you ignore chan’s squawk of hey! you happen to love this one, brat! to bat your eyelashes at jisung. 

jisung laughs, which is what you wanted him to do, and finally loosens the drawstring and shimmies his pants down a little bit so you can see him. 

“mmm,” you hum. “yes, good. touch it for me.” his cock is almost purple at the head. it looks like you worked him up even more than you thought. good. 

sure you were putting on a show, acting out a little bit, but it was easy to start touching yourself genuinely with two of the most beautiful men you’d ever seen in your life sitting in front of you jerking their cocks. to you, to your body. you’re soaking wet. thankfully chan had the forethought to lay his discarded jacket in the chair you’re sitting on before you started your little magic act. 

your fingers dip into your entrance, and it makes your hips jolt. ooh! you say.

“you wanna taste, jisungie?” you ask. jisung stares wordlessly at where your fingers are disappearing into yourself. you kick your foot out to get his attention. “i saaaid, you wanna taste?” he wastes no time in nodding.

you pull your fingers from yourself and sit up in the chair, the wetness sticking uncomfortably under you. you have to bite your bottom lip to stop the smile spreading across your face when jisung nearly goes cross-eyed as you bring your fingers to his lips.

you mouth the words ‘say ahh’ and jisung listens instantly. he opens his mouth for you, and you’re quick to acquaint your fingers with his tongue. he closes his lips and his eyes shut with them, gently sucking on your fingers and swirling his tongue around the digits. you thrust your fingers slowly in and out and let out a breathless moan when jisung bobs his head to meet your fingers.

chan’s still touching himself all the while. 

“oh, channie my love, i’m not being fair am i?” you ask. looking chan in the eyes, you lean back in your seat again to repeat the process. you fuck yourself on your fingers until your wetness is seeping down your knuckles and sit up once again to feed them to chan. chan meets your fingers with his tongue already out of his mouth, waiting patiently. when chan is done sucking your essence from your fingers, he presses a sweet kiss against your palm.

“get on your fucking knees, i wanna cum in that mouth,” chan commands. you’re quick to follow his orders, but not before jisung snags the jacket from your chair and places it on the ground so you can rest your knees on it. chan stands up from his spot on the couch and begins jerking his cock over your face. 

jisung’s still touching himself watching the scene of you and chan before him, but you want him closer. you tug on the fabric of his pants as encouragement for him to stand up too. he gets the hint and stands up beside chan, stripping his cock over you as well.

“fuck, i can’t, can i see your tongue?” jisung asks, voice pitching on a whine. you loll your tongue out of your mouth in answer, mouth open and waiting. “wanna cum on it, can i? can i please?” 

you raise yourself on your knees so that you can lick the head of his cock, then lick chan’s, then jisung’s again. 

“please cum in my mouth?” you mewl to the both of them. “i’ll be good and swallow it all.”

felix 

when he got to the chicken breast and protein powder dorm he assumed everyone was out. he left a pair of headphones in chan’s room the last time he was over and wanted them back. he was quickly proven incorrect when he opened the door of chan’s room to see you kneeling by the bed in just your underwear and chan sitting on the edge of it. the lights are off, but chan has his desk lamp on and the led lights on his wall are shining pink and purple. 

you rush to pull your mouth off of your boyfriend, and chan leans forward to block the view of your chest as best as he can. 

“well d’you want to...stay?” chan offers after a tense moment of silence. felix stands in the doorway of his hyung’s room, mouth slack, as he watches the scene in front of him. he shakes his head, almost as if that will help him clear it. 

“is that- i mean- are you.....sure?” felix starts, sentence breaking off toward the end. you quickly nod your head, leaning back from chan and exposing your chest. minx. he’s been growing hard in his pants since he opened the damn door, but now his cock has really taken an interest. 

“yeah mate, we kind of… talk about it? but only if you want to, yeah?” chan responds. felix nods shakily, taking a step into the room and closing the door. “yeah... okay, yes. fuck, please?” 

chan smiles and scoots back to the head of the bed, guiding your hand with him until you’re between his legs, back pressed to his chest. you’re shyly keeping your legs closed, but chan tuts at you. a soft let him see you leaving his pretty lips. next thing you know, chan’s strong hands are prying your thighs open slowly and giving felix a clear view of your soaked panties. you hide your face in his neck as his hand crawls back up your thigh to cup where you’re leaking. “come ‘ere, lix,” chan murmurs. 

felix takes a step closer to the bed, eyes glued to chan’s fingers running over the fabric of your panties. he hears a sweet sound leave your lips and chan coos. “why don’t you ask him, honey.” 

“mm, felix,” you cry as chan’s fingers find their way under the waistband. “can you- can you take my panties off, please?” 

“oh fuck,” he groans. he climbs onto the bed and situates himself between yours and chan’s spread legs. he looks between you and chan again for confirmation, chan nodding his head and your quiet pleas spur him on. 

felix reaches forward and gently guides your panties down your thighs. he whimpers softly when he finally sees you bare and his head lolls back when the smell of your arousal reaches his nose. 

“you have to tell me- i don’t know what you like. please show me.” felix tells you as he lowers himself to his stomach. chan pulls you further against him, drawing your legs back to your chest. 

at the first press of felix’s tongue against you, you keen. your back arches against your boyfriend’s chest when felix’s tongue flicks softly on your clit. 

he dips his tongue into your hole and looks up just in time to see chan pull you into a dirty kiss. he can’t help but wonder what it would feel like to be in the middle of that kiss, reasoning that he’ll hold onto that thought and figure out what it means later. 

felix laves his tongue against you, quickly seeking out your swollen clit again and wrapping his lips around it, pressing quick sucking kisses against it. 

“lix! just like that, please!” you cry at the same time chan coos out “ohh, my baby likes that.” he sucks at you harder, eyebrows furrowing as he keeps his pace in order to make you cum. he moans as he feels a hand grip his hair and press him closer to you. he’s expecting it to be yours, but he looks up to find both of your hands occupied with your own chest. 

felix pulls away slightly as chan’s other hand travels down to your pussy. he doesn’t think twice before he brings the older man’s fingers to his mouth and wraps his tongue around them. chan hums and pulls his fingers free. he brings them to your clit, rubbing in quick circles. felix takes that as his cue to wiggle his tongue back into your hole, pressing in and out and licking over what chan’s fingers aren’t covering. your hips jolt everytime chan’s fingers and felix’s tongue play with your clit at the same time. 

“oh fuck, oh fuck!” you cry as your thighs begin to tremble. “‘m gonna cum. please let me cum, please?” 

seungmin 

“do i even want to know why you have a leash here?” 

“it’s a little late for that, seungminnie, isn’t it? considering you’re wearing it? and why do you have a collar?” chan harmlessly snarks back, and seungmin laughs. 

you’d laugh too if you weren’t too busy getting pounded by seungmin’s long cock. 

you’re on your back; seungmin’s holding your legs up by the pits of your knees. you’ve got the end of the leash wrapped in your fist and every so often you tug on it to hear seungmin whimper. he does look awfully pretty in that collar.

you tug on the leash again, pulling seungmin down so that you can kiss his lips. his hips pick up speed again when you wrap the leash one more loop around your hand. 

“you’re just a puppy, huh?” you murmur against his cheek. seungmin’s rhythm falters a little bit as his eyebrows furrow at your comment. you see him take a peek at chan out of the corner of his eyes. “it’s alright seungminnie, don’t be embarrassed. he’s just a dog too.”

chan doesn’t say a word, but his leg starts bouncing up and down. 

“see look, just like a dog thumping its leg,” you whisper into seungmin’s ear. it’s quiet enough in seungmin’s room so you know chan can hear what you said. the only sound other than the slapping of your hips together is that of seungmin’s oscillating fan. 

seungmin breathes a whine into your collarbone, and you use that as an excuse to pull his hair hard enough to lift his head so that you can look him in the eyes. 

“you’re a good boy seungminnie, did you know that?” seungmin nods his head yes but quickly stops and shakes it no instead. seungmin’s stopped fucking you now, you reckon he’s overwhelmed, so you run your fingers through his hair. “well it’s true, and i don’t lie. you’re such a good little puppy for me, seungmin, and do you know what good boys get?” 

“w-what do good boys get?” seungmin asks, hips wiggling.

“good boys get to hump, isn’t that right channie? ‘cause that’s what dogs do.” 

seungmin and chan sound so sweet when they moan together, voices almost harmonizing. your new favorite melody. you spur seungmin into moving when you pat his flank, and he does exactly what you told him to. his hips buck almost wildly against yours. you turn your head to look at your boyfriend and smirk at the way he’s minutely grinding his hips up into nothing. seungmin shifts his weight onto one hand and goes to touch your clit with his nimble fingers, but you stop him before he can.

“no, no, it’s okay honey, puppies can’t do that with their paws. you let me worry about that.” and you do, using the hand not holding the leash to reach down and rub your clit while seungmin watches. 

“i like- i like that,” seungmin gasps. it’s cute the way his stomach contracts when he thrusts into you. 

“you like what, seungminnie?” 

“the way you, ah, the way you talk to me. every time i cum from- from now on i’ll think of this,” seungmin confesses as he kisses down your shoulder to your arm. 

it’s a headrush. knowing that you have seungmin in the palm of your hand so easily like this. not only seungmin, but chan too. you can tell by how wide his eyes are; he’s hanging on to every word. 

“seungminnie, that’s sweet. how about next time i let you and channie both be my doggies? you can hump one leg and my channie can hump the other, and i’ll just sit here and watch. how about that? will you touch your cock to that too?”

“yes, yes, i will, promise,” seungmin cries. his hips buck against you so hard that his cock slips out, but he can’t stop moving in order to press back inside of you. seungmin’s just as happy fucking his cock against the mound of your cunt, grunting every time the slit of his cock rubs against your soft skin. 

“what about you, channie? will you touch yourself too?” you ask, turning to look at your boyfriend. he’s red in the face, sweating, curly hair sticking to his forehead. 

“you know i will, you know i will, baby.” 

seungmin cums with a sweet whine from low in his throat.

“good. now come clean up this mess seungminnie made.”

jeongin 

“ooh!” you exclaim. you clutch at jeongin’s biceps from where he’s holding himself up above you. “‘s big, innie.”

jeongin lets out a shuddery breath and blinks a bead of sweat from his eyelashes. it falls on your forehead.

“is that- is that okay?” he asks nervously. you can feel him stiffen above you, so you start to massage your hands up and down his arms. before you can answer him yourself, chan answers for you.

“it’s good, ayen-ah, don’t worry. my baby likes big.”

“oh, hyung that’s- please shut up.” you giggle at jeongin’s response and he smiles down at you, albeit a little shaky. 

“you can do whatever you want to me, innie. it’s your first time, just enjoy it.” he nods at your words, finally beginning to move his hips against you. 

“ahh, shit, you’re so-” jeongin doesn’t finish that sentence. “is it good for you? does it feel like this for you too?” you’re really wet, so he knows he’s doing alright on that front, but he wants to know how to make it even better. he brings a hand down to your pussy to feel. 

“there, rub there,” chan guides from his seat close to the bed. “you like it wet? that’ll make it wetter.” you throw your head back as jeongin complies with chan’s suggestion, two of his fingers rubbing circles on your clit. 

“that’s good, innie, feels so good,” you cry. 

jeongin presses a kiss to your sweaty neck in thanks. he stays there, mouthing repeatedly at your skin. his lips are a little timid but a lot sweet, and you encourage him by running your fingers through his hair. 

“can you, ah, will it be okay if i turn you over?” jeongin asks. 

you nod to him and press a kiss to his lips, patting his side as a signal for him to get off so you can change positions. you both hiss when his cock slides out of you. 

you make a show out of turning over for both jeongin and your boyfriend. jeongin’s hand squeezes the swell of your ass, and you hear him gasp when he takes notice of the slight gape from where he was inside you a few seconds prior. 

“oh that’s- oh wow,” jeongin breathes. “hyung, come see.” 

you preen when chan leaves his spot to stand beside the bed. his gaze joins jeongin’s on your center, and you wiggle your hips in impatience. chan cracks a hand down swiftly on your ass cheek and you whine. he knows what’s on the tip of your tongue, so he hooks two fingers into your opening and fucks you with them slowly. “just wanna be filled, huh?” 

“yeah, yeah. i want jeonginnie’s cock again,” comes your answer. chan laughs and smacks your ass once more before retreating back to his prior spot. jeongin heaves a deep breath and shakes his head, muttering an okay, okay under his breath. he presses you further into the bed so you’re almost lying entirely flat on your front until he quickly grabs a pillow from the head of his bed and stuffs it under your hips. 

“good, ayen-ah, where’d you learn that?” chan teases, nodding his head. jeongin rolls his eyes at that. you can’t see him, but you know him well enough to know that’s what he does. he doesn’t answer as he focuses on sheathing his cock inside you again and making sure his arms don’t give out from under him. 

jeongin cages you against the bed, his torso to your back and thighs on either side of yours. 

“ah it’s- it’s warm, where he hit you.” you can still feel the phantom sting of chan’s palm against your ass, and you notice it more when jeongin places his hand gently on top of where chan’s handprint is no doubt seared into your skin. that must get to jeongin because he thrusts into you harder than he has before. 

“s-sorry! sorry, i’m sorry, i can’t,” jeongin babbles, and you coo at him. your hand searches for his elegant fingers. when you find them you bring his hand back up beside your head, holding it and kissing his knuckles. 

“it’s okay, honey, i like that. d’you wanna cum in me? fuck me until you cum, innie, would you like that?” you ask him, trying your best to fuck back on him with his weight holding you down. he’ll cum in the condom he’s wearing, but the barrier doesn’t matter right now. 

“please, i- won’t last, i can’t. you’re- too pretty, so pretty, i can’t,” jeongin’s fucking you faster now. he’s so desperate to cum that it makes your pussy clench, and he shouts. your own fingers find your clit in the hopes that you can cum with him, a perfect end to his one-of-a-kind first time. 

“look at that, keep going iyennie, gonna make my baby cum too,” chan hums. jeongin’s balls deep in you, and you’re facing your boyfriend, falling apart for him and one of his closest friends. chan has his cock out, and you’re surely drooling now. you’ll have to remind jeongin to wash his sheets afterwards. 

your hand is trapped under you from yours and jeongin’s combined weight, but that doesn’t stop you from frantically rubbing your clit. that’s enough for jeongin; he chokes on a moan and he stops breathing as he cums inside you. inside the condom, but inside you nonetheless.

[idfkwhatumdoing]

I know I've been dead for a minute but summers here 😏 And what better way to start off than giving a list of the kinks I think Skz has

Chan: Cuckholding and Bondage

I firmly believe that with a set of rules, Chan loves watching you being fucked by other men. He just loves showing off his baby and how good she is at pleasing him. But when you guys are alone he likes to tie you down.

- "Does my baby like being full of Changbins cock?"

- Will spank you to make you use manners

- "Say thank you to Hyunjin for letting you cum"

- "Jeongins been waiting for you baby, give him attention too"

- "Such a good girl, they should thank you for taking them so well"

- Will tease you about your inability to touch him or yourself

- "You wanna touch me, baby?"

- "Maybe I should leave you here all wet, let one of the boys walk in and see you all desperate for my cock"

Minho: Pain Kink

In the midst of an argument you'd hit him. You'd feel sorry but he'd later explain that he liked it. He just loves the sting it leaves afterwards. So after a bit of discussion you try it out and he loves it.

- Loves getting his hair pulled

- Likes to irritate you to get what he wants

- Wants to be put on his knees so you can punish him

- "Fuck- do it again"

- Likes the idea of being at the mercy of his s/o

Changbin: Size Kink

Whether you're bigger or he is, he has a size kink. Loves worshipping you if you're taller, and loves being praised if you're smaller.

- "Am I too big for you, baby?"

- Loves seeing the tears roll down your face when he first enters you

- Will look up at you in adoration when you ride him

- "Fuck, baby, you're so beautiful like that"

Hyunjin: Choking and Impact Play

I personally think Hyunjin loves being choked and degraded. So that and the combination of impact play would send him into a frenzy.

- Like Minho, irritates you on purpose to get what he wants

- Will thank you for pleasing him

- "Thank you, mommy"

- Loves it even more when you deny him of an organism, will beg for it

- "Fuck, fuck- please mommy? I'll be good"

- If you're roleplaying as a teacher/professor, discipline him with a ruler

Jisung: Masochism and Mommy Kink

Jisung is both embarrassed of and likes the fact that he gets horny so easily, and that you're willing to please him. He'd most likely act out in public to try to get you to humiliate him.

- Will whisper "mommy" in your ear to let you know he's horny

- Gets off from being a pervert

- "And what if I tell your friends how much of a moaning bitch are for me"

- Can only whimper in response

- Likes humping you

- Has a fantasy of you pleasing him in front of his friends

Felix: Consent and Mirror Kink

Felix just loves the idea of knowing that his partner not only wants his touch, but feels good being touched by him. He'd loved to set you in front of the mirror and point out all the places he wants to touch- with your permission.

- "Fuck- can I touch you?"

- "Look at yourself, you look so beautiful my love"

- Will either look at you or physically ask if he can take your clothes off

- Talks a lot about his feelings, whispers in your ear what he wants and if you're ok with it

- "I'm so hard right now, baby. Can I touch you later? Please?"

- He especially loves when he's given consent to give you head. Will thank you before eating you out

- "Thank you, baby. I'll make you feel so good"

- Such a sweetheart 🥲

Seungmin: Dominance

He was jokingly being bossy with you. All day, he would give orders and you would respond with a firm "yes sir". For some reason the dent in his pants grew when he imagined you as helpless and under his control.

- Loves to be called sir or master

- Will buy you a choker/leash with his name on it

- "Yes sir", "Thank you sir"

- "Look at you, crying on my cock"

Jeongin: Mommy Kink and Leg/Thigh Kink

There are a few momny kinks in here but I FIRMLY believe Jeongin only dates older women. He likes when they take control and make the first move. So the combination of a powerful woman in fish nets or thigh high stockings or BOTH... might just kill him.

- "Fuck- noona"

- Looks at you with adoration

- Likes to rub/moisturize your newly shaven legs

- Loves placing is head between your thighs

- "Can you sit on my face, noona? Just once??"

i got a few more things coming up :)

[idfkwhatumdoing]

I NEED THIS IN MY LIFE 💔

tell me — lee know

pairing: lee minho x fem!reader

tags: established relationship, dom/sub dynamic, smut!!!🔞

warnings: swearing, sub!minho, can also be seen as switch!minho, fingering, masturbation, kinda forced orgasm, use of “bunny” and "baby", slight overstimulation, unprotected sex. lmk if i forgot something

inspo: what i've been told is called "minho's selective babygirlism".

notes: my class was so boring i wrote this instead. i'm in a sub!minho brainrot recently, here's one of many thoughts that have haunted me lately.

{ wc: 2165 }

the door opens with a huff and shuts with a louder groan. you pause your show and make your way over to the entrance, finding a very annoyed looking minho by your doorstep. 

he takes his time taking off his shoes, rolling his head from one side to the other before he finally places his keys in the little bowl by the door. 

when he looks up and sees you he spares no words, simply brings his face into your neck and sighs heavily. 

“long day?” you soothe, bringing your fingers into his hair and massaging his scalp lightly. he hums softly in response, more of his weight falling on your shoulders. you brace into him, holding him up as best you can. 

“they’re like little children,” he mumbles.

“how do you mean?” you try and prompt, pushing away from him to have a conversation face to face. but minho whines as soon as you move away, moving closer to you as his hands trap you against him. 

you give up easily, wrapping your hands around him. 

“i had to nitpick every little thing and they kept asking so many questions. it’s like they wouldn’t know how to walk if i didn’t tell them left foot then right foot,” he sighs again. 

“have you had any food?” he nods into your neck. “okay, go shower and then we can have a quiet night. sounds good?” 

“come with me,” he whines. 

“of course.” 

minho laces your fingers together as he drags you into the bathroom. his bottom lip slowly falls down into a pout as he looks at you, unmoving. 

this kind of minho doesn’t show up a lot—but you can tell from his pout and his slouched shoulders what he needs from you. 

“okay, bunny, hands up,” you chuckle at him, and he complies. you peel his shirt off his body, unable to stop your eyes from drinking him in. you lean down and plant a small kiss on the swell of his chest. there’s a hint of a smile on his face, but when you step away from him his eyebrows frown along with his bottom lip. 

he tugs on the waistband of his sweats and whines softly. 

“yes?” you raise an eyebrow at him, a small smirk on your lips. 

he taps you on your shoulder, his eyes so big in front of you. it’s hard to say no to him when he looks at you like that. 

so you grab the waistband of his sweats and pull them down, unable to stop yourself from squeezing his bare thighs. at that he giggles. 

“alright stop being a baby now and go wash up,” you peck his lips and he chases your lips for one more. 

then he asks, “can you stay here and tell me about your day?” 

so you close the toilet seat and sit on top of it, telling him all about your day as the soft stream of the shower accompanies your words. 

once you’re settled into the bed—minho insisting he can’t possibly dress his own self—you find minho curled up into your side, sighing happily. 

“you feel better now?” 

he hums in affirmation. “i’m just so sick of telling people what to do.” 

“it’s your job, min,” you try to comfort, “and it’s your job for a reason.” 

“i know,” he sighs, “i’m just tired.” 

“then you can rest now, my love,” you promise, sealing that promise with a kiss to the top of his head. his hair is still slightly damp, not dry enough to fall into the straight strands it’s usually in. it’s curly and long and your fingers tangle inside it. 

“don’t cut your hair,” you say, “keep it like this a little longer.”

“you didn’t say please,” he smirks against your skin. 

“that’s because it wasn’t a request,” you say simply. 

minho looks up, eyes slightly gaped. 

“it’s not really my choice when to cut it,” he excuses. 

“like anyone can tell lee minho what to do,” you scoff. 

“you just did?” he raises his eyebrows. 

“i’m not anyone,” you shrug. 

minho moves around until he’s practically on top of you, face buried in your neck as you massage his scalp some more. 

after a few moments you feel his lips opening, and you think he’s going to say good night, but instead he sucks on the skin of your neck, nibbling slightly before planting a few soft kisses. 

“can i help you?” you mumble. 

he doesn’t reply, instead creeping his hands under your shirt. they’re cold to the touch which makes you squirm slightly, and minho mumbles out a “stay still.” 

“i won’t stay still when you’re literally a freezer,” you groan. 

“stop moving and just let me kiss my girlfriend,” he says, voice commanding. 

you catch his wrists, moving his hands away from your body and anchoring them beside your head.

by all standards you are trapped underneath him. he could easily break free from your hold and get back to what he was doing—what he allegedly wanted to be doing. but as soon as his eyes connect with yours you see something swimming inside them. a hint of want, and a small plea. 

you know minho well enough to understand the silence that takes over. 

“don’t tell me what to do, minho,” you say, voice (luckily) steady. minho raises his eyebrows. 

“i was just kissing you,”

“did i tell you to?” 

he swallows visibly, hesitant before he shakes his head. 

“exactly,” you click your tongue. 

“is there,” he hesitates before speaking on, “is there something else i should do?” 

you bring his hand to your lips, long enough to plant three small kisses before you say, “put your freezing hands somewhere warmer.”

minho’s ears turn pink. “where?” 

you guide his hand all the way down your body and tuck it into your shorts. 

minho reacts instantly, moving his fingers against your underwear slowly. 

“put your fingers inside me, min,” you sigh. 

your shorts and your underwear disappear quickly, and minho sinks one finger inside you. 

“more,” you moan. 

“i don’t want to—“

“—i didn’t ask what you want,” you say firmly. minho gasps softly. “i want more.” 

minho nods quickly before adding another finger, the stretch feeling so good your eyes flutter shut. 

you let the moans spill out your mouth as he pumps his fingers inside you, your hands tug on his hair as you pull him closer to you. 

his eyes sink into yours, so full of want, and his lips connect with yours. 

you tug on his hair hard enough to pull him away from the kiss. 

“why?” he whines. 

“i didn’t tell you to,” you say simply. 

“y/n,” he pouts, “i wanna kiss you.” 

“make me cum first,” 

minho’s eyebrows dip in determination, his fingers dragging in and out of you quickly as he bumps his thumb against your clit. it only takes minho a few more moments before you’re moaning out his name, your walls squeezing around his fingers. 

you swallow in as much air as you can before you pull minho into your lips, kissing sloppily around his tongue. 

he moans softly into the kiss, grabbing your hips and rolling his own against you. 

you can feel how hard he is, and you can tell he’s desperate when he starts rutting against you. 

you flip the pair of you around and climb into his lap, minho groaning when your wetness touches him. 

“ride me, bunny,” he mumbled against your lips, manoeuvring around to pull his sweats off. 

you pull away from the kiss and stop him. 

“minho,” you say firmly. 

he looks at you, eyebrows high, a question mark drawing on his forehead. 

“ride me,” he says again, strict. 

“i’m not one of your dancers,” 

minho’s breath shakes. 

“but i—“ 

“stop wasting your pretty voice, yeah?” you kiss his cheek lightly, “you’re not gonna get what you want that way.” 

“you’re mine,” he reminds you. 

“you’re mine,” you counter. 

he all but whimpers. 

“i made you cum,” he tries. 

“and you’re so good at doing as you’re told,” you smile softly, brushing the hair out of his eyes. 

minho isn’t too sure how to react. so he nods. 

“i’m so hard, baby,” he whines, letting his head fall back against the pillows. his grip on your hips is so tight you know he could overpower you in a second. but he doesn’t move. 

“show me?” minho blinks. “show me your pretty dick, bunny.” 

minho licks his lips and nods slowly, tugging his clothes off far enough to pull his dick out. he can’t stop himself from squeezing, his thumb rolling over the tip lightly. 

“so you’re gonna do all the work?” you ask, head tilted slightly. 

“i, i’m just so—“ 

“go on, pretty boy, touch yourself,” you kiss his cheek again. minho’s eyes avert away from you, ears so red as he starts doing exactly as you asked him too. 

you know the praise gets to his head fast, and so you focus your eyes on his movements, kissing his cheek between his moans. 

“you look so fucking good right now,” you say softly, “you’re so desperate, aren’t you?” 

“kiss me,” he asks, softly, his head angled up and just impossible to resist. but you’re having too much fun. 

“no,” you say, dodging his attempt to capture your lips in his. 

“please,” he whines. but you ignore him. you’ve noticed his movements are much faster now, erratic, and so you know your plan is working. 

“kiss me,” he whines again, “kiss me, kiss me, kiss me.”  

“minho,” you soothe, bringing your hands to his thighs. you feel them contract at the touch, his eyes fluttering shut. “you’re close?”

“please,” he begs, “so close, just fucking kiss me.” 

“you’re wasting your pretty voice again,” you tut. minho groans so loudly in response. 

you place a hand on his shoulder, bracing slightly as you sink down onto him with no warning whatsoever. his eyes shoot open, his hand quickly letting go of his dick as you feel him slide all the way inside you. 

he hugs you close to him, groaning and huffing into your neck. 

“fuck, fuck, don’t move,” he says, so you do–slowly bouncing up and down. “no, fuck, no.” 

he holds the back of your neck, moaning loudly as he cums inside you much earlier than he would’ve wanted. he bucks his hips up a few times before he settles, eyes fluttering shut as he basks in the euphoric feeling. 

you kiss his lips softly, and after a few pecks minho starts kissing you back. 

“baby,” he sighs, “please.” 

you chuckle at him, “what is it?” 

“tell me how to make you cum,” he whimpers, “tell me.” 

“i want your cock, bunny,” you say delicately, daring. but minho just nods, and starts thrusting into you slowly. he whines from the oversensitivity, his eyes glazing over from the pleasure before rolling to the back of his head, but when you tell him to go faster he complies instantly. 

“i’m not gonna last long like this,” he complains.

“you will,” you moan softly, “you’ve been fucking me so good, min. you’re not gonna stop.” 

your words encourage him further, the pair of you moaning against each other as minho finally follows your every order. 

he follows your orders so diligently that he even manages to hold off until you cum first, and then he’s spilling inside you again before he can warn you. but you don’t mind that much. 

minho crawls into your side again, his quick breath tickling your neck as you both calm down. you turn around to face him, kissing his cheek again and again until his eyes flutter open. 

he smiles softly at you, lazy. 

“you make my brain go so quiet, you know?” 

“is that your way of admitting you’re dumb?” you chuckle at him, and if he was in any other state of mind you would’ve got a death stare to rival medussa. but minho just giggles. 

“i love you,” he mumbles.

“i love you,” you link your hands together, watching as he snuggles even closer to you, “you make my brain go quiet, too.” 

minho smiles at that, his eyes fluttering shut. 

“don’t fall asleep while we’re both covered in cum though, i don’t love you that much.” 

minho groans before getting up quickly and going to fetch a towel from the bathroom, cleaning the pair of you up. he then grabs some water from the kitchen, opening the bottle for you and watching you drink. 

after he drinks what’s left, he cuddles back into your warmth, making sure the blanket covers all of you before he snuggles into your chest. 

you ask him to wake you up before he leaves. in the morning he has breakfast ready for the both of you and he reminds you not to forget your coat before he kisses you goodbye. 

[idfkwhatumdoing]

Braces

Yang Jeongin x Fem!reader

A/N: Hello beautiful human being😻 this is my first time writing smut so plz be nice. I don’t know how to format… like at all so I hope you don’t mind this awkward introduction please give me tips on how I can make my creations more enjoyable.🥲 I hope you enjoy 😉 MDI PLEASE 🙏

Genre: smut

Yang jeongin. The school playboy of course…but he had braces? Your just transferred 1 week ago and you’ve heard quite a lot about him and we’ll he personally has done some shitty things to you. On your second say he was dared to pour milk on your head. And which he did not expecting you to react much. Oh and well you did of course. You got up and smacked him hard before going to wash up. Your “friends” told you how dumb you were for it but you couldn’t care less. Your not gonna let the schools most popular lowlife control you just because your new. That’s not very y/n like.

You walk into first period and lay your head down on your desk for some very much needed rest. You joined in the middle of the year so you got just as much homework as everyone else. Drifting off, suddenly two large hands slam down right next to your head.

Oh god

Not bothering to look at him you say

“What do You want Jeongin.”

He laughs and you wonder why someone so annoying could have the cutest laugh ever. Thank Hof your face is still covered because you caught yourself smiling to the sound of it.

“So grumpy so early in the morning, are you always like this?” He asks

You slowly shift your head up, keeping your posture down. You look at his eyes….down to his lips….and put your head back down in your arms to go back to sleep hoping he’ll catch your drift and go away. To your surprise he does.

30 minutes into the class someone throws a paper ball at you. Slowly again you lift your head up and pick is up.

“You going to the party this weekend?” It says, and you look around to see who threw it your eyes connecting to the one and only Yang Jeongin. You stare at each other for what feels like ages in his head. You look down to see his leg bouncing up and down. You bring your eyes back up to see him biting his lip. Braces. You look into his eyes and there almost pleading, begging for you to say yes. You simply shrug and turn your body around to focus on whatever nonsense your teacher is talking about.

“Oh my god you have to go!” Han says a little to excited about it. Han know everything about everyone. He also so happens to be one of the first people you met here.

“Literally come on we’re all going.” Felix says. He’s also someone you met and just kinda clicked with.

“Guys I don’t know, I’ve only been here a wee-

“That’s it though! If you go to this party your social status will go through the roof!” Han cuts you off.

“Come on y/n pleaseeeee” Felix begs you with puppy eyes.

You huff in defeat.

“Fine but stop looking at me like that you guys look stupid. And you two are taking me shopping.” They giggle and agree.

It’s now Thursday and you Felix and Han all meet up at the mall to shop for an outfit. But first you stop at the food court to eat.

“Dude I think he totally likes you.” Felix says

“Or he’s just trying to get into her pants just like how he does with every other girl.” Han says

“But have you seen the way he’s been looking at her? He’s been goo goo gagaing all over her since she came.”

“Ok one, why would he even like me in the first place, and two ew.” You say almost gagging. But it’s true why would he like you if all you do is just challenge his ego?

“Because it’s Yang Jeongin and he loves being challenged. You interest him y/n.” Han says

“But I’m not gonna let him get on you unless you want it too.” He says winking. You practically throw up your food.

“Stop stop that’s disgusting why would I ever-“

“WAITTTT Y/N ARE YOU A VIRGIN CAUSE.” Felix is cut off by his (and hans) laughter. You feel your cheeks burn up…and not because Felix isn’t right. Felix is most definitely wrong but the topic is quite…unsettling.

“What? No of course n-“ you were cut off again by a rather familiar voice.

“Aww new girls a virgin?” Jeongin says in a teasy voice.

“Speak of the devil and he shall appear.” You mumble and roll your eyes as you turn around to face the menace only to see that it’s not just him, but his whole ass fine ass friend group. You look at all of them and turn back around with a groan but is harshly pulled back around. And now your face to face with Jeongin. His arms Rest at the sides of the chair his face centimeters form yours. You looks him dead in his eyes and slowly tilt your head in a rather seductive way. If he was trying to get into your pants you were going to be the one in control.

“Is this so sweetheart? That you’re a cute little virgin?” He says looking at your lips his hand goes up to your jaw squeezing it slightly.

“Cause if that’s true I’d gladl-“ you cut him off by grabbing the hand that’s on your chin and move it down to your neck lightly squeezing it under his.

“Don’t underestimate me Yang Jeongin.” You say only loud enough for him to hear and pull away. Seeing his wide eyes, and rosey cheeks was a sign for you to go.

“Let’s go boys.” You say getting up. He’s dumbfounded. Ahis friends laughing in the back gave you more confidence.

“See you at the party then.” You say walking past him with a smirk and a wink. Giving a little wave at his friends and his eyes following you until he’s out of your sight.

“Y/n your so hot what.” Felix says causing you to giggle.

“For real like damn that was so cool. No one ever tries to talk to him like that.” Han says

“Ive Never Seen him that flustered.”

“Still think I’m a virgin? You asking pushing open the door to the first store.

“Nope”

Its now Friday afternoon and your getting ready on FaceTime with Felix and Han. All day you felt Jeongin and his(hot) friends staring at you sometimes even whispering.

“Ok guys you ready?” You say to the friends in which they agree.

“Ok ok.” You say and get into the camera.

“Oh my fucking god y/n” Han says

“Holy shit if Jeongin doesn’t take you I fucking will.” Felix says in which you giggle. Your wearing a cut out top with flare sleeves, a very tight mini skirt and matching flare leg warmers with platforms.

“I don’t know I feel like it’s too much.” You say looking at your reflection.

“NO!” They both yell

“It’s perfect.” Han says with a lopsided smile.

“My turn.” Felix says and his body comes into camera. And we’ll god damn. He’s wearing a maybe-way-to-low tank top, a leather vest, black pants, platforms, and a choker.

“LAWWD” you yell falling back on your bed and coming back up. Causing both of them to laugh.

“Dude Felix what your too fine.” You say.

“Naurrr stop it.” He says as he shys away.

“Hey hey what about me?” Han says and his body now shows up on screen revealing his outfit. He’s wearing a white crop top with a harness going up one arm and hugging his tiny waist ripped skinny jeans and platforms. Your jaw drops and you could’ve sworn you started drooling. Why the fuck are you best friends so hot? At this point you’d rather be with them rather then Jeongin. Your thoughts are cut off by the ‘Felix took a FaceTime photo4’ notification that’s pops up on your screen.

“HEY HEY WAIT DELETE THAT.” You yell and there both laughing hard. In which you laugh too.

“Hi guys” you say as you open your front door.

“Let’s goooo” Han says pulling you out and taking you to the car.

You arrive at the party and immediately smell weed and alcohol. Music blasting through the house, people dancing and laughing all over the place. It’s been a while since you partied and your glad you came back to it so quickly. They drag you to the bar and immediately buy shots. Taking it down without any thought or reaction. You three buy 2 more just to get loose.

“Oh god is this what we’re gonna do all night? Because I don’t mind at all.” You say leaning your back against the bar and watching the people dance on each other, drink in hand.

“No of course not.” Han says pulling out a 2 weed pens.

“We’re not just getting drunk.” He says handing you one and hitting it.

“We’re getting laid. Weather it’s from someone here or each other.” Felix says taking the pen and hitting it. You giggle and take there hands.

“Next rounds on me yeah?” You say trying to get the bartenders attention.

“That wouldn’t be very gentleman like now would it?” A voice says behind you. You turn around to see three of Jeongins friends and damn.

“Let me yeah?” The one in the middle says as he scoots besides you and hands his credit card to the bartender. You stare at him with doe eyes as your friends order there drinks. You notice all his very handsome features and come to conclusion that he was literally created by the gods themselves.

“I’m guessing your Chan?” You say as you grab your drink and look back up at him. He giggles his dimples showing as he does.

“Yes, how did you know?” In which you reply in leaning to look at Han behind his shoulder. Chan turns his head to look at him but Han is getting up out of his seat with his drink in hand.

“Thanks for the drink take care of her.” He says walking away with felix. Now your alone with the Chan and the three of his friends who are now towering over you as your still sitting down.

“Well yes I’m Chan, this is Minho and Changbin.” He introduces them.

“After that little stunt you pulled on our maknae you really…sparked our interest.” Changbin says resting his arms down next to you.

“You really are something else…” the one named leeknow says causing you to giggle.

“Youngest yeah? Well I wouldn’t say I’m easy.” You say staring directly in Chans eyes. He huffs out the most attractive laugh ever and you shamelessly watch as his adams Apple bounces as he does.

“Wahhh I’m shocked never would have thought he’d go for someone as sexy as you.” Changbin says scooting a little closer to you.

“Ah yes it’d be a shame if I went for someone else..” you say bring your face closer to his. His eyes are on your lips as his breathing picks up. You giggle and pull away sipping your drink innocently as if nothing happened. Leeknow and Chan steal a glance at eachother smirking as Changbin regains himself.

“Y/n why don’t you come outside and have a smoke with the rest of our crew?” Chan offers in which you reply a little to eagerly and hop off the bar chair. Chan leads the way while leeknow and Changbin Are at each of your sides leeknows hands around your waist. Chan leads you outside and your eyes meet Felix, Han, Jeongin and another dude you don’t recognize. Your eyes meet Jeongins and you wink at him just to tease him.

“Oh! Y/n this is seungmin!” Felix’s says pointing at the boy in which he eyes you up and down and smirks.

“Come come sit.” Han says pointing at the empty

seat next to Jeongin. You sit down next to him and Changbin sits to the other side of you. Lighting a blunt and passing it around as you guys talk about random stuff like how they met and how did you transfer. You actually got to know all of them. You didn’t even notice changbins hand and your thigh. To intoxicated and to busy laughing to notice. But Jeongin certainly did. He noticed right away.

“Guys how about play a game?” He says you all agree and end up playing truth or dare. Touché

“Han truth or dare?” Chan asks

“Dare”

“I dare you to kiss the hottest person here.” Chan says with a laugh. He looks at Minho then you and smirks.

“Male or female?” He asks causing all of you to laugh.

“Sorry y/n but I don’t want to take you form Jeongin.” He says with a wink and heads over to Minho and kissing him quite heatedly. They break the kiss and Han stumbles back to his seat causing everyone to laugh.

“O-ok y-y/n truth or dare.”

“Truth.”

“Borrringggg” Felix says slurred.

“What’s your sexual fantasy?” Han asks and you laugh.

“Just one?” And he nods everyone focuses on you.

“Hmm well I’m poly.. soooo probably just threesomes, foursomes?” You shrug and everyone’s eyes go wide.

“Wait Wait Dom sub or switch?” Leeknow asks fairly interested.

“You’ll have to find out.” You say with a wink. Jeongin scoffs rolling his eyes as he beams at Minho. Not to mention your practically sitting in Changbins lap now. All of you guys are now high out of your minds and tipsy

[idfkwhatumdoing]

This.

ok ok ok but here me out.... changbin between your legs, his back pressed against your chest while yours is pressed against the beadboard of your bed while your pretty hand is wrapped around his throat, choking him, while your other hand moves up and down his cock, slick with lube. His body is larger compared to yours, all mass and muscle, but he's putty against your touch, enslaved by the way you pleasure him. Imagine his pretty little moans and groans, eyes rolled to the back of his head while he rests against your shoulder, lowly cursing out in pleasure.

"So pretty, baby," you purr against his ear, watching how his abs clench, his hands gripping your leg. "Baby, please—" he feels dizzy, either from the lack of oxygen or from the way your hand moves, or the fact that he's so close to cumming. "Oh, fuck, fuck—"

You watch how his cock shoots out ropes of cum, decorating his stomach and chest, and absolutely making a mess on your hand. You don't stop pumping him dry until he's shaking with tears spilling from his eyes, the air coming back to his lungs with a gasp as you stop choking him. Dazed, he smiles, feeling fuzzy all over as he relaxes against you, grinning ear to ear as you praise him and give him loving kisses, telling him how much of a good boy he is.

[idfkwhatumdoing]

GAGGED

i've been thinking about being in a relationship with changbin when hyunjin has a crush on you. changbin finds out in the middle of a trip the whole group is taking when hyunjin starts to shamelessly hit on you in front of everyone. instead of causing a scene, changbin fucks you real good when they all go to bed, so everyone in the house knows whats his.

🏷️ f!reader, dom!changbin, unprotected sex, possessive behavior, one breeding mention, mc is called baby, sweetheart, slut, good girl

“why’re you so quiet, baby? am i not fucking you right?”

changbin presses your knees closer to your chest and you stifle a moan when the new angle causes his cock to drive impossibly deeper. 

“or do you wish i was hyunjin instead?”

at least you have the decency to look flustered. you shake your head, tears forming at the outer edges of your lash line. hyunjin’s flirty remarks are long forgotten—his pretty face is the last thing on your mind while your boyfriend’s thick girth splits you open. changbin’s now moving at such an unrelenting pace it’s impossible to remain quiet. and the rougher he gets, the wetter you become; the slick sounds of skin against skin too loud to be contained by the small bedroom. 

distant voices drift through the walls and you squirm in embarrassment at the realization it won’t take long before everyone in the house knows what the two of you are doing. 

“...no, please, bin, they’ll hear…”

“good,” changbin grunts between strokes, “you chose to act like a slut tonight, so let them hear one.”

he grabs the back of your neck with one hand and rests his forehead against yours, his hot breath mingling with your own. 

“i see the way he looks at you, sweetheart. i know you love it. but he’ll never have you.”

you moan when his expert fingers find your clit. a few quick flicks are enough to make your eyes roll to the back of your head. changbin knows your body like no one else—and he’s determined to show it. 

“you know why? because this pretty pussy belongs to me. isn’t that right?”

all you can manage is a weak nod, brain already too fuzzy and fucked-out for anything more as he continues to thrust into you. there’s nothing quite like the way he fucks you when he gets all heated like this, as if he’s got something to prove. you both know he doesn’t; you’re his and his alone. always. 

that doesn't mean it isn't fun to rile him up a little, and tonight hyunjin's proven to be the perfect distraction.

“i need to hear you say it, baby. who does this pussy belong to?”

“y-you,” you gasp, a shallow breath knocked out of you by a particularly harsh thrust.

“louder.”

changbin pinches your clit between his fingers and you cry out, “YOU!”

he chuckles at that, seemingly satisfied, catching your mouth in a messy kiss full of tongue and teeth. you no longer care about the constant stream of moans and whimpers falling from your lips, the tension in your tummy tightening when the head of his cock brushes against that gummy spot between your walls over and over.

but in the end it’s his words that push you over the edge: 

“gonna fill you up, baby. breed you like the slut you are. maybe i should send you to hyunjin’s room after, how’d you like that? let you show him your sloppy cunt with my cum dripping down your thighs. you think that’ll teach him a lesson, hm?” 

when you cum with his name on your lips he holds you tight, fucking his own release into you with faltering strokes. 

“that’s my good girl,” changbin groans as he watches his cum spill out of you, fucking his cock back into your sensitive hole, “let’s see how many times i can make you scream my name.”

[idfkwhatumdoing]

I’m creaming.

Im going crazy over the trailer of the new skz comeback omgkfjf’d

badboy!jeongin where literally everyone in school thinks he’s some type of bully because he acts tough and never smiles but for some reason bubbly!reader doesn’t want to stay away from him like everybody else haha so ofc the whole school is shocked (so is jeongin) but he soon enough realize he has a soft spot for her! and follows her around like a lost puppy

I think it would be cute to see jeongin protect her from frat boys hitting on her or mean girls in her class bullying her (things like that 🤭)

- 🤡 anon

most people avoided him , he didn't even care when people would turn the other way when he walked past , that was until you showed up , following him wherever he went.

your friends are confused , "why do you follow him around , he's scary?" you just smile shrugging. "he isn't that bad , he just needs a friend." they look at you crazy. "yeah, okay."

he pushes you away at first , literally pushes you away whenever you're near him. "innie , hi!" he just stares at you , before flicking your forehead. "go away." you don't though , you follow behind him.

he slowly starts to warm up to you , shocking everyone when they see him waiting for you to catch up to him , a frown still on his face , "hurry , before i leave you." but he knows he's not going to.

soon he finds himself waiting for you after class , following behind you closely as you walk to class your books and bag in his hand, grabbing you by the shirt , dragging you away when you stop and talk to someone , especially a boy. "don't talk to him." "why?" "because i said so."

if he finds a group a girls , picking on you or teasing he'll literally come sit in the class that you're all in and stare at them the entire class , his eyes sharp until they get scared , and stay away from you.

he doesn't even ask you out , he'll just be taking you home one day , and before you get out of his car , he'll stop you. "don't talk to other boys , you're mine now." he'll roll his eyes , trying to control his smile when your eyes light up. "really."

"don't get too excited , now get out my car, i'll be back in the morning to pick you up."

[idfkwhatumdoing]

I’m so delulu

mornings with jeongin ✨

so, this one's based on the skz code where seungmin wakes each member, but i couldn't find a gif of innie from it 😭 this will do! look at him! such a pretty boy 🥰 anyway, i hope you guys enjoy! much love 💓

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"Oh my god," someone says as a bright light hits your closed eyes. You release a groan before turning into Jeongin, hiding your face in his arm.

Footsteps quickly fade away and you deeply sigh through your nose. You get comfortable again before tuning everything out. You can feel Jeongin shift in his spot, resting a hand on your waist.

"Shh, look at them," the same voice reaches your ears, causing you to flutter your eyes open.

"What are you doing?" You ask groggily, lifting your head a bit. You can see a cameraman standing behind Seungmin, and you immediately cover your face. "You're filming?!"

"Not right now, no. I made them stop when I saw you in here," Seungmin states while walking into the room, smacking his head off of the doorway.

He grunts in pain and he falls to his knees. Jeongin wakes up to the noise, his eyes finding you first. You smile at the man before his eyes drift towards Seungmin.

The two of you failed to notice a few other members lurking by the door. "Did you guys sleep together?" Minho asks, poking his head inside the room.

"Innocently, yeah," Jeongin mumbles while stretching his arms. "We're just friends."

The smile on your face drops at his words, the harsh reality kicking in. You stay quiet as the other members leave the two of you alone. You bring the blanket up to your chin, planning to stay in bed as they do their morning mission.

"Are you going back to sleep?" Jeongin asks you, pushing himself up from the bed.

You nod your head before nuzzling it into the pillow. Your best friend chuckles while pushing the hair out of your face.

"Would you ever sleep with me?" You ask him, feeling your cheeks flush with embarrassment.

Jeongin stops what he's doing and turns his gaze back to you. "I- What?" He stutters, shocked.

Your fingers clutch the stark white pillow, meeting his eyes. "Would you ever sleep with me? Like, in the non-innocent way," you ask again, preparing your heart for his answer.

The black-haired man wets his lips and furrows his brows. He mumbles something incoherently before getting out to bed. You watch as he walks over towards the door, gently closing it.

"I don't want them intruding," he mentions to you while crawling back on the bed. You stay silent as his eyes roam over your face. "Is this because of what Minho hyung said?"

You shrug. "Just out of curiosity, I guess," you whisper, toying with the hem of the blanket.

Jeongin sighs, bringing one of his hands to your face. "I would sleep with you," he confirms, stroking your cheek with his thumb. "But, I at least want to take you out first."

Your cheeks blush as his words sink in. He wants to take me out? You think to yourself. "I would love for you to take me out," you whisper with a smile.

He smiles softly before closing the space between you. His lips are soft on yours and you can feel your heart pounding against your chest. You pull away and dip your head, becoming more nervous.

"Don't get shy now," Jeongin giggles, placing both his hands on your cheeks, tilting your head back up. He looks into your eyes before whispering, "I'll take you out when we get back to Seoul. Promise."

"Okay."

~

tagging: @reddesert-healourblues @thewxntersoldier @spacegirlstuff @moon0fthenight @foxinnie8

[idfkwhatumdoing]

LAWDDD

Sleepless Night

chan x female!reader

| non-idol au | fluff/smut | established couple |

Chan has trouble sleeping and when you find him awake in the middle of the night, you do your best to comfort him.

18+!! MDNI plz&thnx

writers note: am feeling soft for channie. kinda missed writing. hope I can keep up with it this time lmao

ENJOOOOOY cas

The clock said 2:42AM. The spot next to you where Chan slept now taken over by your dog Nana.

You knew why he wasn’t in bed and it broke your heart every time.

Grabbing his shirt from earlier, you tossed it on your naked body before tiptoeing into the hall way, the faint sound of League of Legends came from the game room.

His sad brown eyes met yours as you appeared in the doorway, a soft smile crossing his lips. “Hi love.”

“Couldn’t sleep?”

“I was for a bit..” Chan’s eyes drifted back to the keyboard, “I had a bad dream and couldn’t fall back asleep.”

You took a few steps to get to him before gently sitting on his knee, your eyes scanning his face.

“Did you eat?” You asked softly, cupping his face and gently rubbing his cheek bone as he nuzzled into your hand.

“Still struggling with it.”

Your lips curved into a frown, “Channie…”

“No—” he took one of your hands in his, gently running his thumb along the knuckles. “I don’t want you to worry. You shouldn’t waste your energy on it.”

You felt your chest drop as the words left his mouth, each one pushing you towards the verge of tears.

You held your emotions in, lifting Chan’s head to make eye contact with you. “You’re not the boss of me.”

Chan let out a soft chuckle, biting his lip as he gazed into your eyes. He leaned up to press a soft kiss onto your lips, one you happily returned.

His stomach growling caused you both to giggle, breaking the kiss as he pulled you into a hug.

“Let me make you food. Whatever you want.”

It was the first time in awhile you saw his eyes light up. “Can you make me your moms ramen?”

You nodded happily and took off towards the kitchen, dragging Chan behind you.

He clung onto you like a koala as you prepared his food, arms wrapped around from behind and his chin resting on your shoulder as you carefully followed the steps your mother has taught you.

“Thank you for taking care of me. I’m sorry I haven’t been myself.” Chan said in a low tone.

You spun in his grasp, furrowing your eyebrows as you looked up at him. “Chan, I never want you to apologize for dealing with life’s ups and downs.” Your expression softened as your hand rested on his bare chest. “Things haven’t been easy for you lately, but you’re allowed to feel what you feel.”

You could see him trying to hold back tears, which caused your own to fall. “Hey.” You whispered, sliding your hand up to his cheek to bring his gaze back to you. “You’re safe with me.”

There was a brief silence before Chan pulled you into a tight hug, holding you as close as he could. You’d only been together for 3 months, but his hugs always felt like home.

You nuzzled into him, taking in his familiar scent, the feeling of his soft skin against yours. You didn’t even realize you’d both been crying for the last few minutes.

The ding of the stove brought you back to reality. You glanced up at Chan, who had matching red teary eyes.

He smiled sweetly down at you before leaning down to kiss your lips, soft kisses that started to taste salty from the tears that had fallen. It made you both giggle.

You finished up making the bowl of ramen that Chan thankfully scarfed down while you danced around the kitchen. His eyes were on you the whole time, his gorgeous smile never leaving his lips.

After cleaning up the kitchen a bit, you headed back to bed. Hand in hand, stopping every few steps just to kiss before making it to the room.

Chan sat down on the edge of the bed, pulling you in between his legs. “Thank you. For everything.”

You wrapped your hands around his neck, leaning down to place a kiss on his nose, but he caught your lips instead.

It was a kiss so deep and passionate it sent chills through your body. You sunk into it and lost yourself in his tender kisses.

His hands slowly slid in opposite directions, one cupped your cheek and the other pulled you into his lap. Your bare bottom on his exposed leg gave you butterflies.

You sat straddling his lap for the next little bit, sharing sweet kisses that trailed from lips to neck. The growing arousal was driving you crazy, only to be stopped when Chan pulled back and started looking at you.

“Wh-what? What’s wrong?” You asked quietly, chewing at your lip as you looked into his eyes. Your heart was beating so fast it felt like it was going to explode out of your chest.

His silence made the room spin, the look in his eyes took your breathe away. His next words made everything stop.

“I love you.”

You couldn’t help but smile. Hearing those 3 words that had been replaying in your head for a while now, actually leaving his lips. It made you want to do flips.

Your lips crashed into his again, a lingering kiss before you pressed your forehead against his. “I love you too, Channie. So much.”

The words felt so right to say.

His lips were on yours again, now full of passion and intensity. Chan pulled you down on top of him before flipping over, his eyes darkened with desire as he scanned your body under him.

“I need you,” He whispered, using his knee to spread your legs apart. Chan’s lips started to work at your neck, sucking softly at your skin. “Please, Y/N. I need you so bad.”

Soft moans escaped your lips, each touch now making your clit throb. You leaned up a bit to take off your shirt before shoving his boxers down, allowing his large member to spring free.

Your hand moved along his shaft as he leaned back down to find your lips. Chan’s hands reached for yours, lifting them above your head as he positioned himself in line with your entrance.

Your eyes met again as you huffed for air, his body leaned into you as he used one hand to stable himself and the other to keep you pinned. His hard cock poked at your entrance, already soaking wet with anticipation.

Chan found your lips as his hips started to move slowly, allowing just the tip of his shaft to fuck you slowly.

You cried out in pleasure as he finally pushed himself deeper inside, stretching your walls too his size.

Chan’s lips didn’t leave yours as you spent the next 45 minutes having loving and passionate sex. Finally tapping out when the sun started to rise and your legs became to weak to move on their own.

You both curled up under the blankets, Chan rested on your chest comfortably and you snuggled into him to fall asleep.