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[my-debauchery]

Nothing.

idol!yuta × afab!reader

idol!yuta × afab!reader

g`fluff, smut

cw`dom!yuta, sub!reader, crossdressing, kissing, spitting, facefucking, cumeating(f&m), oral(f. & m.), mommy kink, slapping, unconsciousness (all is consensual), squirting, explicit content, unprotected sex, fingering

wc`3.2k

A/N:this was somewhat inspired by "Nothing On Me" by Kai. as always, constructive criticism is more than welcome. if you see mistakes in cw tagging, please, let me know.

you were seating at the dressing table, trying to properly curl your hair for the evening ahead. getting hotter by the minute from the effort and the heat of the iron.

as you finished the last strand of hair and pinned it up to cool, you lift your eyes up and see yuta in the reflection staring at you 'can you please open the window? i want to cool down before doing my makeup' you smiled and turned to face him.

yuta silently moves towards your bed and places his bag on it. he fulfills your request and you relish in the icy air filling the room.

you thank him and turn back to the mirror. you hear yuta approaching you while you're rummaging in your makeup drawer. he places his hands on your shoulders and you look up at him once again.

he gives you a unreadable look and kneels next to you. you start turning towards him, but he stops you. so you keep looking at each other though the mirror.

'would you mind doing my makeup too?' he asks you somewhat hesitantly 'sure' you say as you continue to look through your makeup collection again 'but i hope you understand that i never did male makeup, so it might look a bit strange. also i probably won't be able to do your skin, our shades don't match' you tease him.

'you didn't understand me' you hear 'huh?' you meet his eyes full of worries 'what do you mean then?' you inquire. he gets up and brings over his bag over to you.

he opens it up and takes stuff out places them onto the table 'i ordered this and hoped you would do my makeup how you do yours. female style, you know? i even got a foundation in my shade' he shows you a bottle of it and places it back on the table 'i also got a matching dress to yours for me to wear for our date'

'you want me to do your makeup like for a woman and to wear a dress for our date?' you ask carefully. your boyfriend just nods weakly.

yuta watches you get up and quickly go to the bathroom and the dread starts to sink in. he was terrified of what he presumes is happening right now. that you going to be horrified and want to leave him. that so far things were far too good to be true. that you were too accepting, easygoing and he crossed the line.

it was one thing to have kinks and introduce som/sub dynamics into the relationship, far easier to learn and adjust to. but completely other when your boyfriend wants to dress like a woman, who would want that?

yuta was trying to come up with something, anything to calm you down and convince you to not leave him. but after hearing some noise from the bathroom, he saw you waltz back into the bedroom with giddiness and a fluffy kuromi hairband in your hands.

'do you have a specific look in mind or do you want me to freestyle it? or as we going to have matching dresses, do you want to have matching makeup looks? to go all out?' you question while looking through the products he bought.

he grabs your hand 'you don't mind?' he asks and looks inquisitively at you. you look confused and he clarifies 'about me wearing feminine makeup and woman's clothes? that i want us to go out like that together, publicly?'

you giggle and answer 'no. i don't care in what form you come, yuta. your core doesn't change, even if you're a shapeless blob. i know that i love you and you love me, what else could possibly matter? as for the publicity aspect, i only worry that someone might recognize you, but i can try to make you unrecognizable. power of makeup and all that jazz, you know? also we go out at midnight on a walk, so we should be fine' you finish and hold his face gently.

he nods 'thank you. with you i truly feel like i'm alive for the first time' you lean in and give him a chaste kiss on the lips with a wide toothy grin 'now, do you want a full fantasy of a makeup shop experience?'

yuta laughs 'no. i've had plenty of that. i want a fantasy of my girlfriend doing my makeup. preferably while sitting on my lap' he sits down and pulls in to straddle him.

you snort and ask if he has any reference pictures for his look. he shows you different gothic style makeup looks and tells you to do what you think would look best. he relaxes and circles you waist with his arms. so you get to work.

once you're done you hold up a mirror so yuta can see himself 'do you like it? i must say, i think i've outdone myself. you look like a goth baddie'you get up to put away his stuff and a thought hits you 'oh my god! i'll do my makeup like an insta baddie and we can be 2 baddies, just no porsche' you laugh and look up a reference for yourself.

suddenly yuta hugs you from the back and whispers into the nape of your neck 'i love it, thank you' you smile 'go get changed and i'll do my makeup in the meantime, okay?' he nods and walks off.

you do your makeup and let down your curls. you brush them out and spray on your favorite perfume after changing into your own dress. you go to the leaving room in search of yuta, but once you see him, you are speechless.

he is wearing a satin midnight blue slip dress with strings that can shorten it on both sides, a fluffy black cardigan and a glossy black butterfly shaped hair clip on one side 'how do i look? it's not too much, right?' he asks and you shake your head like a dummy.

'you don't look like a baddie. you look like a mommy' you say almost in a trance. yuta looks at your glazed eyes and scoffs 'misbehave and i'll punish you like one' you feel a hot rush and blur out without thinking 'yes, mommy' yuta gives you a warning look and you try to calm yourself down.

you both get your shoes and coats on and head out of the apartment. while standing in the elevator yuta holds your hand and intertwines your fingers. he squeezes it slightly 'remember to behave. you are my good girl, right?' you nod enthusiastically and he kisses your cheek.

you spend next hour just walking around enjoying pretty snowfall and each other's company. but you can't really look at anything except your lovely boyfriend, fantasizing about him taking you in the dark alleyway while calling him mommy or letting him use your mouth.

but you know good things will come to those who wait and you could wait for eternity if it meant waiting for him. you are his good girl after all.

you're nearing your apartment complex and you feel a craving for something sweet, so you pull yuta towards a convince store 'do you want me to give you a face mask?' yuta thought for a moment and shakes his head. he gives you his card 'go get yourself a treat. i'll wait here' you take it and go inside.

you book it straight for your favorite and move to the front to pay 'what a lovely pair you two are' cashier, an old woman mentions, you look up at her in alarm 'what?'

she smiles 'your sister and you. sure your sister's style is a bit unconventional, but i mean she is still beautiful' you smile and relief washes over you, and when a naughty thought pops in 'it's my mommy' you smile even wider 'mommy?' cashier glances outside at yuta again, who now is watching you.

'doesn't she look grate? she still buys me sweet treats, even though i'm all grow up now' you say and swipe yuta's card 'does she? i guess you have a great mommy, don't you?' smile again 'i do. she is the best. have a good night' you step outside and meet yuta's suspicious gaze.

'what did you talk about? you looked worried for a moment? is everything alright?' he tries to look into your eyes, but you avoid his eyes and just munch on your sweet treat 'nothing' you say nonchalantly.

at least you think you said that nonchalantly, but to yuta you look pleased and there is a mischievous twinkle in your eyes once you turn to him. he knows you lying, but he'll let you have your treat for now.

once you approach the buildings entrance, yuta asks you again 'still i'm interested, what were you talking about with the cashier? hmm' he looks up ahead and you know from his tone, that if you don't fess up you'll be in trouble.

hesitantly you tell him during your elevator ride up 'good girl' he tells you while caressing your check. foolishly you relax and happily skip to the front door of the apartment.

however, the mood shifts drastically once the door closes and it pings locked.

yuta pushes you against the mirror hanging next to the front door. your forehead is touching it's cold surface while yuta cages you from behind. one of his arms is circling you, preventing your movement, while the other is covering and lightly squeezing the lower half of your face 'did you think that you were being funny?'

he stares you down in the mirror and you shake your head 'did you think at all before opening your mouth?' he spoke in to your left ear. you shook in his grasp. you start overheating from your coat and yuta's close proximity, but an undeniable feeling of arousel starts to creep.

he turns you around gripping you face again and your shoulder 'maybe you should use your mouth for something better then risky smalltalk' he releases you and starts taking his coat off 'strip.

you move at the speed of lightning throwing clothes all around, while yuta gracefully takes off everything except the dress. you stand there naked shaking like a leaf, not from nerves but from the sheer desire for your boyfriend to have you.

'kneel.' you gently lower yourself right there and look up at him. yuta is towering over you in all his glory. you can see his dick bulging up underneath the dress and the visual makes you squeeze your thighs together.

'open up' he gently holds your chin and you stick your tongue out. he lets his spit slowly drip down into your mouth, all the while holding your gaze.

he lets go of your face and you remain in the same position. yuta lifts his dress up, revealing his fully hard dick and ties strings on one side.

you start by spreading his spit all over with your tongue and gently massaging his balls. you suck on his tip and keep massaging him. after couple sucks you start taking half of him in. going up and down his shaft, flattening your tongue on down motion and licking at top without releasing the tip from your mouth, while still massaging his balls with your hands.

yuta is grunting lowly above you. his left hand is on your head massaging your scalp 'you are doing so well. i know this is all you could think about during our walk. probably something even dirtier, like me fucking you in the back alleyway. and if i wanted to you'd let me, right? you are truly my good girl. good, but dirty and downright depraved little girl, aren't you?' you hum happily and take his dick all the way down.

your nose is pressing against his belly and you squeeze his balls harder and start humming to create a vibration' oh, shit! hold on baby' and you let go of him. you place your hands on his thighs and relax your throat even farther.

yuta grabs your head with both hands and starts fucking your mouth without holdbacks. you breath through your nose and let yourself be completely consumed by him. he goes at a brutal pace and tears foarm in your eyes. you can feel your pussy pulsating and you squeeze your thighs even harder. tears stream down and you can't see anything. you just feel.

he starts growling on top of you and somehow go even faster 'is this what you wanted, huh? for mommy to punish you? am i not giving you enough attention, so you misbehave for me to notice you? are you such a desperate little slut, hmm?'

yuta fully stops and keeps you pressed all the down and starts cuming down your throat. you feel lightheaded. fully enveloped by his smell and taste. you close your eyes and let go of his legs 'look at me. don't you remember? mommy wants you to always look in her eyes' you look at him and start shaking like a dog in heat. his eyes are full of raw desire to fully consume you.

and yuta sees the same in yours.

once he's done cumming he lets go of your head and gently ease you of himself. you lay down on your back breathing heavily. yuta squats in front of you and nudges your legs appart. he swipes his hand against your pussy and lifts it up for you to see. as he spreads his fingers appart, you can see your arousel stringing between them.

you start to turn to get on all fours but yuta stops you 'go to your place'

"your place" is a pool of soft blankets and pillows. placed next to the floor length mirrors in the leaving room he set up in his apartment for you. all because you enjoy to just look out the window at night while listening to the music. or lay around there waiting for him to come back home. all the blankets and pillows are in your favorite colors and designs, just for you.

you stretch your arms towards him to help you get up, but he shakes his head and gates up by himself 'crawl.' you don't need to be told twice and get moving. slowly crawling to the windows, acutely aware of his heavy gaze on you.

once you make it, you turn around and look at him, but he is right behind you. the sound of your heartbeat in your ears and of your labored breaths prevented you hearing his movements.

he manhandles you into a mating press and you grab the back of your things. you expect him to fuck you now, but to your horror he slowly lowers his face towards your vagaina. you knew that you are in for a wild ride now and that being naughty is not for you.

yuta speards your pussy lips apart and spits on it. you feel it pool and drip down to your anus. he blows on it and you shudder from the temperature change.

he starts to gently massage spreading mixture of your arousel and his spit all around. from your pubic mound down to your ass without touching your clit. you start to shake from the anticipation, knowing he won't be calm and gentle for long.

you hear the sound of the slap first and the sting comes after. he slapped your clit and you whined. he slapped it again and again. you just keep on whining and sniffling. after several slaps you see that you pussy is all red and puffy. yuta dives right in.

you can't focus on any one thing in particular. you can hear your heartbeat in your ears. your skin is slippery from the sweat and it's hard to hold your legs pressed to your chest. and most overwhelming is yuta's devouring of your sipping heat.

he looks almost mad. his freshly dyed hair a mess. face all red and glistening with your release. and a stare of a rabied dog that is feeding for the first time in forever. he is looking straight at your and amid all the pleasure you feel almost shy.

but then he plunges three fingers in your fluttering hole and you forget all about it. while his tongue is lapping at your clit at an inhumane speed, his fingers play with your g-spot agonizingly slow. as you started to seize up yuta started to jab his fingers at it and suck on your clit with fool force.

the familiar pressure starts to build and then white, hot flush takes over you as you squirt into yuta's mouth.

your grip on your legs slips. yuta grabs your legs and pushes. you completely lose it and just shake from cumming and overstimulation, because yuta didn't let up and continued lapping up your juices and sucking on your pussy.

you come around and feel yuta's head still stuck between your thighs. both of you on your sides with you facing the window, looking over the night cityscape.

another orgasm hits you and you moan long and loud. you can feel just how soar you are. yuta turns you onto your back and kneels between your outstretched legs.

you can see your juices dripping down his chin, neck and onto his chest. his makeup completely ruined with mascara runs like in classic rom-com and lipstick gone. he is fully naked and hard. you manage to whisper out 'dress?'

'it got all sticky so I took it off. how do you feel?' he questioned as he lifted you up to a sitting position 'soar and empty' you can see that he cumed all over the blanket 'won't mommy feel me up?' you croacked out and batted your lashes.

yuta chuckles and nodes 'of course ,my good kitten deserves it. after all you did so well' he wipes hair away from your face and kisses your forehead.

he lays down and pulls you on top of him. first you kneel to straddle him, but he pulls you flush against him while keeping your legs in a kneeling position.

yuta carefully enters you, keeping in mind your soar body. once you're down to a hilt you both sigh in relief. he plants his feet on the floor and gently starts rocking into you.

he is slow and deliberate with his strokes. pleasure comes in waves, like you're laying on the shore with warm waves washing over your body again and again.

you both circle each with your arms 'you're my lovely puppy, aren't you? you always do so well for me. even if you're naughty you take your punishment like a champ. my little cutie. you are ready for me to fill you up?' you nod into his chest and let go of your own release.

you feel his warm seed fill you and all consuming bliss takes over your entire being. it spreads from your stomach all over like a liquid sunshine.

while basking in your afterglow you ask yuta 'can you keep your dress on next time?' he thinks for a moment 'can't make any promises'

'why not?' he turns you by you chin to face him, his eyes are full of devotion 'i want nothing on me but you'

[my-debauchery]

JAEMIN ALL THE WAY! I think he goes so well with Christmas and festive season somehow, I don't know 🤷

it's up!

[my-debauchery]

please do jaemin for your festive post, thank you 💖💗

enjoy💖

[my-debauchery]

Could you do Jaemin, please🎄for the festive one 💚

hope you like it💚

[my-debauchery]

Visit.

idol!jaemin × gn!reader

g`fluff

cw`kissing, some happy tears

wc`1.1k

A/N:jaemin got 3 votes so i hope no one is upset. i know it's not extremely festive and for that i apologies. i hope you like it anyway and have happy and peaceful christmas, if you celebrate. as always, constructive criticism is more than welcome. if you see mistakes in cw tagging, please, let me know.

you could feel it in the air. be it the festive spirit or 6 shots of espresso, that you had an hour ago, you can not decide.

somehow this christmas morning feels different, as you sit and watch the morning news in your pajamas. eating leftovers from the yesterday's celebratory dinner at your parents house.

you feelt slightly sad that your boyfriend couldn't join, but then again you knew what it's gonna be like dating an idol. you talked on the phone for a bit and he had to go back to the rehearsal for sbs's gayodaejeon. you probably won't be able to see each other till after the new years celebration.

as you get up to clean up your plate, there is a chime of the lock from the front door. you think it must be your sister's coming to pick you up for your walk, so you continue on to the kitchen.

'i just finished breakfast. let me change and we can go' you call out to them and load the dishes in the dishwasher.

suddenly you are engulfed by something cold and rustling.

'where i are you going?' you can hear a smile in jaemin's voice, even though he is speaking in to your neck 'can you delay your plans for a bit?' there is a playful intonation in his question.

you turn around in his arms and look up astonished 'what are you doing here? aren't you supposed to be practicing or doing million other things in preparation for your performance? or resting?' you say worriedly, noticing slight dark circles and a sleepy gaze.

'maybe' he says and lowers his head on your left shoulder, mumbling 'or i can snuggle with you for an hour' you don't need to be told twice, so you move back to the couch and drop down with him.

you settle down and wrap yourself around jaemin. he takes a deep breath in 'you smell like ch-' you look up with a mischievous smile 'home?' he gives a quiet laugh and pinches your nose lightly 'no, love. you smell like christmas'

you pout and look away 'i bought a new body wash and i smell delicious' you say triumphantly and poke his chest 'i know. i can just bite your hands of for breakfast' he says and try to catch your hands and do just that.

jaemin tackles you on the ground and traps your underneath him. you try to break free, but he is stronger 'maybe you shouldn't have used it, you know i already can gobbel you up on any given day' he grins down on you.

you puff out your chest and lift your chin up 'first you should take your jacket off, show some manners. this is an establishment of fine dining and a certain class. not just anyone can eat here' you finish off with a lifted brow.

he takes off his jacket and tosses it to the side 'not anyone you say?' you nod and cross your arms 'of course not, only the most special people, in the most dignified positions' you say with an air of self-imposed importance.

he smiles an almost manic smile 'what about fiancé's? and futer husband's? are they special and dignified enough?' jaemin reaches in to his pocket and you feel you heart skip a couple beats. he outstretches his hand with an open palm on which lays a ring.

you skoot out from underneath him and sit on your knees in front of jaemin. you take the ring with shaky hands and look at it. it a simple silver band with sprinkling of small crystals and ingraving of yours and jaemin's initials on the inside. you feel dumbfounded and lost for words, so you just look at it.

you don't know for how long you sit like that 'will you take it? it's a promise ring. i know we can't marry right now, but one day. when things quite down a little we can' you feel tears drip down your face and your vision gets a little bit blurry.

jaemin nudges you lightly 'are you okay? is it a no and you just thinking how to tell me? you know i can always book a table later. i know your fine establishment is very popular' you snort and launch yourself forward to bear hug him.

'i love you so much. you don't need no booking. i'm afraid our establishment is closing for private service for the foreseeable future. you are our most honorable guest after all' you whisper in to his ear.

jaemin hugs you back 'the honor is all mine' you feel the sobs shake his body and run your hands along his back and sides.

you peel away from each other and he takes the ring from your hands. jaemin gently holds your hand and puts the ring on 'please, never leave me. i will do anything and everything to make you happy. i will learn and grow with you till tax collectors and fire department close you down'

you laugh and give him a short kiss. you both turn towards his discarded jacket, from which his phone is ringing and buzzing 'i'm afraid you need to go' you tell him and move to your feet.

jaemin follows suit and gets up. he holds your face, slightly squishing your cheeks 'i love you. i'll call you later, then i get to the show and before we go up. i love you. please don't forget to dress warmly if you go out. i love you. i'll try to get couple hours free to celebrate with our families and friends, before the new year. i love you. please watch our performance, but look only at me. i love you'

you squish his face back 'i love you. i'll be waiting for you here, if you can, stay the night today. i love you. i'll stay warm and won't get sick, i promise. i love you. i would love to celebrate with everyone, but don't stress about it. i love you. i'll watch it and you know i only have eyes for you. i love you' you pinch his cheeks 'you should go or the others will chew you out'

he lets go of you and picks up his jacket. jaemin fishes out his phone and answers it 'yes, hyung i'm going down. sorry for not answering. i'll be out in a minute' he moves towards the front door and you follow him.

jaemin puts his jacket and shoes on and looks at you. you move to stand in front of him and kiss him again. he turns to exit and you hold on to his right hand. just as he is about to step out of your apartment, you cheerily say 'thank you for your visit. please, come again!'

the last thing you hear is jaemin's bright laugh echoing in the corridor.

[my-debauchery]

Wish.

idol!taeyong × gn!reader

g`angst?

cw`?

wc`0.1k

A/N: sorry if this sounds juvenile. and sorry for being gone for so long. as always, constructive criticism is more than welcome. a festive one be up in a couple of days,i haven't decided on the member yet, so let me know who you want.

he wished things were a little different. that loving him didn't cost you so much. that loving you didn't make him fear for his life.

for lights to burn a little weaker.

so as to not blind you in the night.

and fire warm you up just right.

for him to see you face all day.

to not hide his in the shroud of lies.

and not to deal with hoards of stinging flies.

for love and passion to sustain him.

even if his spirit fails him out of spite.

and let your kindness be the only thing that makes him feel alright.

[my-debauchery]

Appeal.

idol!mark × afab!reader

g`hurt/comfort?, fluff, smut

cw`emotional distress, kissing, oral(f), face sitting, explicit content

wc`1.4k

A/N: hope you enjoy this one. as always, constructive criticism is more than welcomed. if you see mistakes in cw tagging, please, let me know

you feel a bit jittery. nervously looking at your phone, afraid you are running out of time. mark could be here any second, so you try to hurry up.

you brush out your hair to fluff it up. touch up on your make up and spray on parfum. you see a message from mark 'i'll be home in 15 minutes'

you step into the bedroom and put on new lengerie, that you bought just for mark to enjoy. it's a red two piece. all lace and mesh, with beautiful stockings.

you dim the lights and put on slow rnb playlist, quietly in the background. close the curtains and sit down on the bed.

in a couple of minutes you can faintly hear the door open and mark shuffling in the living room 'babe, where are you? babe?' he calls out to you 'i'm in the bedroom' you reply, standing up and shaking a little from the nerves and anticipation.

mark opens the door and lifts his eyes up. mark's breath hitches and he feels like he's about to lose it. he feels overwhelmed and drained all at the same time. he can see how prettily you done yourself up and he knows it's for him.

he knows he promised you a romantic evening together. but his work almost destroyed him today and he doesn't want to disappoint you. even though he knows that you won't be. but all he can think about is how many times he had to cancel on you.

he takes shallow breaths and crumbles on the floor. you get up and make your way over to him swiftly. mark starts sniffling, you crouch down in front of him and ask 'can i touch?' he nods. you circle your hands around him and squeeze him as hard as you can. and rub your hands up and down his back.

'what happened? are you okay? do you want to talk about it?' you quietly ask him, while pulling him up on his feet 'let's sit down first, hmm?' he says and moves towards the bed.

mark sits down at the lower end of the bed and you move to sit next to him. he shakes his head 'i need you closer' he pulls you on his lap and rests his forehead on your right collarbone.

you lace your hands through his hair and massage his scalp. mark lifts his head up and looks straight at you 'i'm sorry. i'm just so exhausted. i wish i could rest just for a week, couple days. i wish i could just shut it out for a moment. all of it. you know?'

'i don't know what to do. what do you want me to do? how can i help you, love?' you feel lost and powerless. it breaks you to see mark this way 'i so desperately want to take away all your hardships, mark. would you like me to run you a bath? to relax

'no. i want to drown in you. i wish i can live in your skin. come one, baby, we can talk in the morning. i want you to sit on my face right now. i want to make you cum, dearest'

you stand up and mark pulls your underwear down to your ankles. he kisses your stomach around the bellybutton and lovingly caresses your hips

he lays back and you shuffle up his body on your knees. you gently lover yourself on his face. mark licks his lips and watches you with hunger in his eyes.

he laces your hands together and kisses the inside of your thighs 'make me cum for you, mark' he dives straight in.

he starts by lightly kitten licking your clit and humming to himself 'aren't you so sweet?' you feel nice jolts of pleasure and he sucks on the bud. you let out a deep, loud moan and bend your back, while trying to hold on to marks hands. stronger waves of pleasure overcome you and heat pulls and concentrate in your lower stomach.

mark lowers his tongue and prodes at your entrance. you look down and your stomach dips from the way mark looks. his hair is all over, eyes glazed over and face sweaty.

he pushes his face closer to you and starts to lick into your pussy faster, incessantly, with hunger. you feel his tongue stroking your slick walls and your legs start to shake from pleasure and exhaustion. you start whining his name and squeeze his hands even harder.

mark continues slurping up your juices and bringing you closer to an orgasm 'mark, please. i'm so close' you keep crying out to him. your feel your walls clenching on mark's tounge and orgasm coming on.

your pleasure builds and builds, until it snaps almost unexpectedly. you clench up, your vision goes white and there's ringing in your ears.

when you come down from your high, mark has moved you on your side. he's holding you right hand, while stroking your head with his left 'i love it when you whimper my name'

he gets up and helps you to sit up. he carefully takes your lingerie off and pushes your gently back on your bed. mark goes to the bathroom and returns with warm damp towel and cleans you up 'let's go, love. you need to pee

'my legs, i can't' he smiles and lifts you up. mark helps you to get to the bathroom and sit down to pee 'leave, i'm shy' you look away and wait for him to leave.

as soon as you flush, mark comes back into the bathroom. he sits you on the bathroom counter and grabs your make up remover. you hold his hands 'i can do it myself, markie. you should go lay down'

mark shakes his head 'no. let me do it' you let up and let him continue. he removes your make up with a delicate touch. you slide down from the counter and turn to the sink to wash your face.

once you done you ask mark 'do you want to shower? a bath?' he looks at the bath 'yeah, that be nice. join me' you turn and kiss his cheek 'take your clothes off' he starts moving and you start running both of you a bath 'no bubbles, please' you nod.

you wait for him to get in and sit down on his lap. mark takes your hand in his and gives your knuckles a kiss 'thank you' you turn yourself to the side carefully 'does it help?' you chuckle lightly

'i know it doesn't fix anything, nor does it make things go away. but i feel so much lighter. when i'm with you it doesn't really matter what happens outside. you are my escape. when i'm with you, i can just clear out my head. when i'm working and having hard time, i always think of you. just thinking of you helps me calm down and center myself. even if all hell breaks loose, i know that you always have my back and love me unconditionally. and i love you too, so much sometimes it hurts to breathe and i'm unable to talk'

you feel like you're about to burst from the love and care you have for mark, so you kiss him deeply and passionately. trying to convey all of your feelings and emotions.

as you break away to breathe, he asks 'why did you doll yourself up today? was it for me? ' you look away shyly 'yes, i wanted to look good for you'

'really? i appreciate it, but i really wish you wouldn't put on the lingerie. i love how you look no matter what you wear and i know how uncomfortable it is for you. don't you see the marks it leaves on your body? doesn't it hurt?'

you look down and see all the angry red marks on yourself, and some do sting now that they in touch with water 'it's okay' your shrug 'i wanted to look appealing to you' mark squeezes you and turns your head to face him.

'you don't need to do anything to be appealing. your essence is the most appealing to me. you as you are is most enticing thing to me' you look at him 'we'll talk about today in the morning, right? please, wake me up, before you leave, okay?' mark nods and kisses your temple 'i promise'

you hum quietly and relax in to him and the hot bathwater.

[my-debauchery]

Too.

idol!jeno × gn!reader

g`angst

cw`none?

wc`0.2k

A/N: this becomes a bit rhythmic from time to time, especially in the end. constructive criticism is more than welcomed. if you see mistakes in cw tagging, please, let me know.

it was all so quick.

like it almost never was. like you never were. like he was nothing more, but a ghost.

loving him was easy, almost too easy.

he likes to stay at home, no need to hide from people and cameras. no need for disguise. no need to worry from every look you get.

and yet, you flinch in paranoia from the looks you get on the way to his house. they know. they must know. you've ruined it. you ruined him.

but you make it to his door, to him. and fall into his arms in happiness and bliss. your nightmares never were.

holding him, loving him in all the capacities possible. it's easy. it's almost a mindless act like blinking or walking, but if you think to hard about it, you start lagging. you should have never thought about.

you did ruin it.

he was right. no one can be truly trusted. you should have stayed quite, calm, hidden.

but....

you didn't mean for any of it to happen. but it's too late to fix things now.

he knows your love, devotion, loyalty, but it's too late for that too. he is ruined.

you are gone from his life. he didn't mean it, but you are gone from his thoughts too.

not now. not even in a year or two, but later. he's older, braver, stronger. but still haunted by what happened to the two of you.

he is gone from your life too. but never from your thoughts. you are haunted by him too.

[my-debauchery]

Stop.

idol!jisung × afab!reader

g`smut

cw`explicit content, kissing(cheek), cockwarming, begging, edging?, mention of tears, teasing, unprotected sex

wc`0.6k

A/N: not really sure about this, but i hope you like it. as always, constructive criticism is more than welcome. if you see mistakes in cw tagging, please, let me know.

all you can hear is humming of a humidifier, movie playing and jisung's breathing. both of you are naked, half laying against the headboard. you are on top of him. your back against his front. you can feel his rapid heartbeat both on your back and from his cock inside you.

it all started because you decide it'll be fun to tease jisung during dinner. saying he wouldn't be able to resist you and sit through the movie, while you cockwarm him. how wrong you were.

it's you who cannot sit still. you've been fidgeting and squirming around for an hour and there is still 45 minutes left.

you tried to bring jisung's hands forward to your breast's, but he just asked you to not distract him and huged you around the stomach.

you tried to subtly move up and down, pretending to get comfortable. but jisung just tightened his grip on you 'stop moving around, you are distracting me'

you tried to tighten your pussy, hoping he will finally fold. but it just made you acutely aware of how hard his cock become and how dip he's in now. pressing deliciously in all the right places.

'you seem to be quiet hard, do you want me to do something about it?' you say, as you turn your head to the side, trying to look at him 'no. but, please, stop moving around. i'm trying to watch the movie' he smiles and kisses your temple.

you are on edge. it seems you've never been this horny. you want to jump his bones now. you don't care who wins.

you decide to beg and whine for him, knowing it always gets to him 'jisuuuung, please. you win, okay? i am insane for you. can you finally fuck me? pleeease' you are scratching on hiss hands, like a cat in heat.

he chuckles and catches your hands in his grip 'really? are you that desperate? can't wait for 30 more minutes? but, baby, you were so confident, am i that irresistible? weren't you supposed to be the one in control of their desire?'

you flush and try to look away. seeing and hearing jisung be this cocky and slightly condescending to you, made you feel even more hot and wet when you were already 'please, stop teasing. you know i want you an unnormal amount. i was just joking before'

'were you? aren't i still young and quick to cum?' you whine like a kicked puppy 'please, i'm sorry'

jisung humms and traps your arms in a even tighter hug 'i don't know, love. i'm tired after practice and have an earlier call tomorrow for the comeback shoot. let's go to sleep' he says nonchalantly and makes a move to pull out.

'no! stop!' you try to move down, but his hold is to strong.

suddenly jisung pushes your legs over his to the sides, bends his legs and plants his feet firmly on the bed. jisung's action make his cock slip in deeper, making it kiss your cervix.

'oh, i'll stop. we wouldn't want to see you cry, right?' he kisses you cheek and starts slumming his hips upwards.

in the morning, during the shoot, mark asks him 'jisung-a, did you play games all night again? did you sleep at all? why were you late?' haechan sits down next to him 'you should pay attention to your girlfriend instead. she might not like to date a man-child'

he just shrugs 'we were watching movies, so i overslept. sorry for being late' jaemin ruffles his hair on the way out 'it's okay, kid. try not to be late next time, okay?' jisung nods and puts on his beanie. they all shuffle out to the set and jisung smiles to himself, remembering your pretty tears.

he guesses there is no need for others to know, just how hard it is for him to stop playing with you.

[my-debauchery]

Believe.

non-idol!renjun × afab!reader × ¿renjun?

g`horror, smut

cw`dark room, poltergeist, mimics, kissing, fingering, oral(f. receiving), crying, biting, blood, explicit content, dub-con?, allusion to murder, mention of depression and phobias, sexual violence?, blood consumption, bleeding, unprotected sex

wc`2.1k

A/N:heavily inspired by a reddit story i once read and loosely by "sweet juice" by purple kiss. as always, constructive criticism is more than welcomed. if you see mistakes in cw tagging, please, let me know.

you were showering, enjoying your music and the smell of your new body wash. your muscles are slowly relaxing, when suddenly music stops. shower curtain is pulled back and your boyfriend pops his head in grinning. just as quickly, he pulls out and the lights turn off. you hear the door shut. you're left standing there in the dark.

you quickly pull yourself together and get out of the shower to chase after renjun. you are stomping to your shared bedroom and find him seating on the bed sketching with headphones on. you rip into him about his stupid prank, about how he knows you hate the dark and how dangerous it was, you could've slipped on the wet floor.

renjun looks at you, standing there naked and water dropping down your body, he seems a bit scared and a bit lost 'darling, i didn't do anything. i was here all this time' you sigh exasperated 'i saw your face. just don't do it again, okay?' renjun looks even more lost, but nods anyway and you walk away to continue your shower.

later in the night, as you lay in bed with renjun and explain to him in detail what happened, now thinking there might be a ghost in your apartment. but thanks to renjun's logical mind, you realize that maybe what you think happened was just your imagination. you were so tried after work, somewhat sleep deprived. your music probably stopped from a notification, lights turned off due to faulty wiring and the door slammed from a draft in the house. all this things happened before, just not in that succession. it's all okay.

several days pass without anything unnerving happening and you finally let it go. you're relaxing in the living room, in just your underwear and renjun's t-shirt, mindlessly watching tiktok's on your phone. you feel someone sit down on the couch with you and look up. renjun smiling at you and you immediately stretch your hands to him. he pulls you on his lap and you circle his neck with your arms.

'i didn't even hear you come in' you laugh and kiss him on the cheek. 'yeah, i think the whole house could've burn down and you wouldn't even notice. were your tiktok's that interesting? cause i can entertain you much better' he says, as he sneaks his hand inside your shirt and pinches your sides. 'no. you're much more interesting'

renjun stars kissing you fervently, like he's dying, like he's trying to consume you whole. he's sucking on your tongue and pushing his hand in your pants. 'wait, let me take it off' you stand up and pull your underwear down. you step out of them and resume your position on renjun's lap.

he immediately cages you in with his left hand by circling it around you and grabbing the back of your head. he pulls it to the side to give him access to your neck and bites. his right hand plunges inside your cunt and he strokes your silky walls, while thumbing at your clit.

you scream a bit from the bite and the intrusion of his fingers, but a flash of pain gives way to pleasure and you relax.

you try to roll your hips in rhythm with renjun's fingers, but his going to fast. so you just let him do all the work. your moans seam to make him even more feral, every time you make a noise he growls into your neck. he's unusually vocal, but it's making you even more wet.

about a minute goes by and the pain returns and you trying to move away, but renjun won't let you 'junie, it hurts' you can only whisper. now you notice how hard it is to move or even think. you feel renjun biting down on your neck even stronger 'don't move' you freeze. that voice is not your boyfriend's. then it hits you, that thing from the bathroom is back.

you freak out and push yourself away, falling backwards on the coffee table. you see his black eyes and blood around his mouth and fingers. you realize that your neck and pussy are bleeding. pulsing with pain. both of you stare another down. you think what to do and decide to run.

in your panic you could think of anything better than hiding in the bathroom. you slam the door and click the look, while pushing your body against it. as you stand there, shaking in fear and hysteria, you can hear someone moving around outside. once again, in pure madness you try to hide behind shower curtain.

you hear the door open and 'hello? sweetie, are you here? why is your underwear lying on the living room floor? hey, are you crying?' curtain opens and you scream at the top of your lungs.

renjun crouches in front of you 'babe, are you okay? what happened? did you have a nightmare?' you open your eyes and it renjun, your renjun. with love and concern for you in his eyes, not filth and animalistic thirst.

'can you help me up?' you sob out to him and stretch you hand out. he grabs your hand and pull you to your feet. 'do you want to shower?' renjun asks 'NO!' you feel bile come up and turn to the sink. you breath out through your mouth, trying to calm yourself down, while renjun rubs your back and tries to comfort you.

you look up to see the damage done to you by that thing. nothing. there is nothing. no bites, no blood, no bruises, no cuts, not even a drop of blood. hair is a mess and your face is red and puffy from all the crying, but nothing else.

after he had your blood, nightmares come. you know it must be him. your nightmares contain things no one knows, not even renjun. your deepest and darkest fears, the ones that make you want to die. and you start to think maybe you should, because he's here now and he's not leaving.

your daily life became a living nightmare. as soon as you wake up his there observing you and renjun. when renjun leaves for work and you start yours in the home office, he's still observing. you cook and he's observing. you clean the apartment and he's observing. you and renjun are having sex and he's observing.

you don't know what to do, how to get rid of him, but you know that if you pay him any attention it all be over for you. one day you look up how to exercise a ghost or a demon and you feel his hand on your shoulder. he whispers 'I won't leave, unless you die. you blood runs through my veins. i am yours' you look back and his no longer there. he's sitting on the couch in front of you, like he did for the last five hours.

you decide to go see a psychic you found on the internet, to try to get rid of what you now think is a mimic. he gave you some talismans to put around the house and herbs to take baths with. he said this will help to wash him away and keep your house unappealing to the likes of him. you feelt hopefull that your problem will be gone and you can finally breath freely.

as you came into the house, you started to put up the talismans all around the apartment, immediately feeling lighter and happier, realizing that mimic is nowhere in site. as you applied second to last talisman on the bedroom door and open it, you see renjun laying against the headboard.

he watches as you apply the last talisman on the headboard. you grin at him and he gives you a soft smile. 'what are you doing, cutie? what is that?' he asks, you didn't want to tell him the truth. he already worried sick for you. he saw how jumpy and sickly you become from your nightmares.

'it's a talisman that helps with sleep and brings in positive energy. and i can already feel it, don't you?' you smile even bigger and fall on top of him. 'i don't really, but whatever you want to do, I don't mind' he hugs you and kisses you on the forehead.

you sigh dreamily and kiss his lips. he caresses your face with his left hand and deepens the kiss, it's slow and sweet. he flips you on your back and starts to remove your clothes. the lights in the room are low and renjun looks like his glowing, as he take off his own shirt and look at you with fervent devotion and finely slips your uncomfortably damp panties off.

renjun snakes his way down your body with kisses, all the while quietly praising you 'are you my good kitten? will you open up?' you nod and fully spread your legs for him. renjun puts your legs on his shoulders and gently blows air on your hot cunt. he spreads your pussy lips and blows on it again. you whine and squirm around 'please, just touch me already'

he pinches your thigh and dives straight in. renjun pushes his tongue in and nudges your clit with his nose. you back curls of the bed and you let out a loud moan. renjun laps at you without respite and you can feel him moaning and groaning.

you look up and see him grinding against the bed 'junie, come up. i want you inside me' he looks up at you dripping with you essence 'not yet, i want more of you, of your sweet juice' and he goes back to literally drink you up.

suddenly you feel heavy and you know what it is. it's him. fear grips you and you look around the room. but you realize that you only need to look between your legs. his already looking at you, no longer eating you out, just keeping his mouth on you. you realize his observations were a study, not entertainment.

tears are forming in your eyes and you quietly ask 'where is renjun?' his mouth pops off your cunt and he answers with same soft smile 'i am right here' you shake your head 'no where is my renjun?'

'your renjun?' he shrieked 'your renjun planed to break up with you. he found it unbearable to have to deal with your problems and solve them for you' you shake your head again 'my junie would never, he loves me. it's not like him at all. my junie is kind and understanding, he loves me' tears star to fall.

'think about it, who would want to put up with so much? having to figure someone else life on top of your own. do things for them just because they don't feel well. make excuses to their friends why they can't meet, because it's embarrassing to say that their partner is to scared to stay on their own' he looks at you with pity.

the gates of hell open up for you, as you think of the things renjun had to do for you, because you're either too depressed or too tired. how many things he had to miss out on because of your fears and phobias. you are spiraling and falling deeper and deeper, and deeper, and deeper, and deeper....

'but i want to do it. i want to do it all. i'll be your junie, i'll be anything you want me to be, do, feel. i can get anything you want, anything you need, anything. we could travel the world, with me you'll always feel at peace. or we can stay here in this room forever and i'll be your personal pet. i'll never betray you, we're bonded for eternity. i chose you. i'll never leave you. if anything, i'll always be in fear of you leaving me'

while listening to him you notice a strange smell. the smell of roting meat, but sickeningly sweet to the point you want to puke 'what's this smell?' he lay his head against your thigh 'he needed to be punished' he says nothing else and starts to suck on your clit.

you just lay there letting him continue and let waves of pleasure come over you. you were always afraid of being left alone, of being forgotten. maybe it's not so bad to have him tied to you. he'll never leave and love only you. after all it wasn't your fault that you are the the way you are. that boy new how you were before you started dating. how can he change his mind all of sudden?

you feel heavy and feverish, but now it's welcomed. your junies tongue reaches your deepest parts and your start to clench up from the oncoming orgasm. your junie interlockes both your hands and asks you 'do you believe me?' and resumes consuming you.

'i do. i believe'

you fall into the abyss

[my-debauchery]

Masterlist

Nct

Wish. idol!taeyong

Nothing. idol!yuta

Loud. idol!yuta

Appeal. idol!mark

Believe. non-idol!renjun/¿renjun?

Too. idol!jeno

Wonder. idol!haechan

Visit. idol!jaemin

Sticky. boyfriend!chenle

Stop. idol!jisung

[my-debauchery]

Wonder.

idol!haechan × gn!reader

g`fluff

cw`tears(happy), kisses, hugs

wc`0.8k

A/N: constructive criticism is more than welcomed. if you see mistakes in cw, please, let me know.

'do you ever wonder?' haechan asks as he lays his head on your shoulder and pulls you in closer to him. 'wonder about what?'you ask.

you look up at the clock on the bed side table, 03:36. you are laying in bed with haechan, slightly overheating, cause he decided to turn into coala and trap you completely, as well as cocoon both of you in a blanket. he claims you need to warm up after the earlier walk you took and he needs to recharge from you, after a shity day he had. sure you do,both of you. but now you're wondering how are you not melting.

you start to slip in to your slumber when haechan tightens his hug even more. 'things?' he mumbles in to your shoulder. you're slipping again trying to remember what you were talking about. 'so do you?' he whines a bit and you chuckle at his impatience 'i don't know what you talking about' you're quite sleepy, so his question left your mind as quickly as it entered it.

'want to know what I wonder about all the time? to the point that when I talked to doyoung hyung about it and how much it occupies my mind, he genuinely looked concerned, said i might be losing it' haechan says with a smile. you're intrigued, so you whisper 'please, share with a crowd'

'i wonder about you. and me. how we met, how we love each and what our life's will look like in 10,20,30 or 60 years from now. would we have been able to meet if one thing were to be different in our life's? will we be happy? how will our children look like? how am I going to say no when you'll decide to get an ugly little white dog? i don't think we will able to find another daegal, right? what if you get sick and leave me all alone? what if i? how can i? what to do when i let our child eat too many sweets and now they have a stomachache? and you told me not to do that. should we get a place at the cemetery now or later? won't the prices rise? will i cry at our wedding or not? will you? will you let me be buried at your feet like that italian painter? do you ever find me annoying or too much?do y-' you immediately interject 'no, never' he kisses your cheek and moves his lips to your ear and continues in whisper 'do you actually like my friends? as much as i do? my family? does yours like me? are you lying that they do? are you sick and tired of me asking you to cook for me my favorite things again and again? do you yearn for me when I'm gone? as much as i do for you? do you like the smell of my new shampoo? will you marry me? when would be the right time to ask? is there a right time?'

you lay there, frozen as tears are gathering in your eyes, unable to say anything really. nothing that, in your opinion, will be as moving and silly as haechan's waterfall of thoughts. but when you come to realize what his last 3 questions were 'did you just ask me to marry you?' you sit up and look at him. he sits up and looks down to grab your hands, he is blushing. 'i mean...' he can't look you in the eyes, so you ask again 'did you? i mean it's not very romantic, but kind is, you know? i'm not mad.' he looks up at you, eyes twinkling 'really? it's not how i wanted to ask, but i just couldn't stop. you are truly what occupies 99,99% of my mind, the rest is unimportant stuff. so, will you? will you marry me? i know that we can't legally now, but in the future i'll give the grandest wedding you want. for now we can wear matching rings and think of each other as husband and wife. and we can have a celebration with family and friends. how does that sound?'

you look up to stop yourself from crying and when look at him. truly look at him and all that you can see is love. love so overwhelming sometimes you feel you will explode from the happiness that it brings. and yet so calming and stabilizing, it makes you power through the darkest of hours.

'i will. i love so much, i don't need any wedding. as long as we are each other's, we can be happy on our own, there is no need for the world to know.' haechan smiles and pulls you in for a kiss, short and sweet. and then another on the cheek, and the forehead, and left temple , and right temple, till he kissed your face all over and you're both giggling messes. you pull him in for a hug and squeeze as hard as you can, wondering. how are you so lucky to be able to touch the sun and not burn up?

[my-debauchery]

Loud.

idol!yuta × afab!reader

g`smut

cw`kissing, fingering, handjob, penetrative sex, cum eating(m), semi-public sex(maybe)but door is locked, explicit content, unprotected sex

wc`0.7k

A/N: once again, constructive criticism is more than welcome. if you see an error in cw tagging, please, let me know.

seating on top of cable storage box is quite uncomfortable, it's hard and cold. the room is quite cramped and not very well lit, but it's more than enough to see around.

you can hear people going by the door. it makes you jump and look at the door in fear, anticipating with dread someone lowering the handle, opening the door and catching you in an explicit position. then yuta grabs your chin and turns your head towards him, while you still keep your eyes on the door.

'look at me, dear' his voice is low and comforting. as you turn to look at him, his left hand cradles your head and he smiles, big and happy. 'let me see' he helps you lift your legs up on the storage box, bended at knee. yuta caresses you pussy over the underwear and you can feel that you're soaked. you jump a little from his prodding, but immediately relax from little jolts of pleasure from his fingers.

he smiles again and raises to his feet 'let me have a tates, before the stage' you nod and pull him in for a kiss. as the kiss becomes more heated, you can hear your heart beat at the temples. you put your hands on yuta's chest for balance and feel that his heartbeat is spiking just like yours.

yuta pulls away, as he is pulling your underwear to the side. he gently spread your lips and you feel a drop of arousel leak onto the box 'fuck, aren't you the prettiest sight to see?' you blush and look down to his crotch and stretch your hands to unzip yuta's pants.

you put your hand inside his pants, wrap your hand around his dick and squeeze. yuta hisses and slips his fingers inside your walls. you roll your head back and moan, he immediately moves forward and lowers your turtleneck to kiss your neck. you speed up your hand going up and down, and squeezing when you reach the tip. each time you do that yuta bites your neck and curls his fingers to jab at your g-spot. you start to shake a little from all the sensations and impending orgasm. yuta pulls away from your neck and as light comes from the back of him, he looks like an angel with his new blond hair.

'baby, slow down' he pulls your hand off him 'let me have your flavor in my mouth for the stage' he brings his hand, that now is fully covered in your cum, and licks it clean without breaking eye contact.

you are so mesmerized by your boyfriend, you don't even notice him lining himself up with your entrance. yuta looks up at you 'okay?' you nod and hold onto his arms as he pushes his hips at full force. yuta wraps his arms around you and picks up his speed. you feel your whole body tingling, going hot and cold, and pleasure washing over you in waves. you know your moans are getting loud, to loud and someone will hear you soon enough, so you bite into yuta's shoulder.

yuta bring his hand down to your clit and starts to massage it, making you shake again and hurdle you towards your orgasm at the speed of light. 'i'm so close, yuta' you feel like you about to cry 'i know, baby. want to let go? want me to feel you up?' you shake your head frantically and grip onto yuta stronger.

'let go, baby' so you do. your legs give up, drop down and you slum backwards against the wall. you can't really control your body anymore, nor your volume and you can feel yuta wiping your tears, while shushing you. yuta wraps your legs around his waist and grinds into you. you look up at him, he still looks like an angel, his make up stayed on perfectly and light still glows around him, his moans make your stomach flip. then you feel him release and hot seed filling you up, you feel content.

yuta quickly pulls out, moves your underwear in place, zips up and helps you off the storage box. your legs are wobbly, so yuta holds your hands to stabilize you and kisses you on the forehead 'lets go, cutie. the show is about to begin' he winks at you as he unlocks the door and you look up at him in surprise. you were sure it was unlocked, that anyone could have come in on you. yuta chuckles 'i wouldn't let anyone see you like that. you are for my eyes only' he squeezes your hand and pulls you out into the loud corridor.

[my-debauchery]

Sticky.

boyfriend!chenle × afab!reader

g`smut cw`fingering, public toilet, omorashi, peeing(obviously), pet names (kitten), explicit content

wc`0.9k

synopsis: you and chenle decide to go out clubbing and you got to have more fun when you expected

A/N:this is my first work so constructive criticism is more than welcome. i don't know how to tag really for cw so tell me if i should add something

sticky. everything just felt so sticky, be it the toilet seat you were seating on or the walls, that you had an unfortunate pleasure of grazing with your hands, or your skin. you would argue that at this point, your skin was the stikies surface in this club's toilet.

you're quite lucky that this particular club has a single use toilet, even if it's condition some what revolting. no one will hear your wailing and pleading.

you can feel it everywhere in your body. the pulse of the clubs music, the pulse of your heartbeat, the pulse of pleasure spreading all over, but the urge to release yourself is concentrated in your lower stomach and it's getting stronger.

at this point you don't know for how long chenle have been torturing you. his hand is dripping with your slick straight into the toilet bowl, there is no resistance from your gummy walls. you are holding on to his shoulders while he is crouching in front of you. he is looking straight at you, catching any changes in your expression, enjoying it and smiling. his beautiful smile that allows his whiskers to show. the bastard has the nerve to smile, all the while you are fighting for your life. the pleasure is so overwhelming it feels like you are loosing both your vision and hearing, so strong you feel like you are about to explode and someone will have to scrape your remains of walls. all that you can focus on is chenle's hand going at inhuman speed.

you cannot hold on to him anymore, you are so tired, he's been edging you for who knows how long and your grip is slipping. chenle notices and catches you, so you don't hit your head against a bathroom wall. without removing his right hand from your pussy, he repositioned your body so that you are leaning against him with your head on his shoulder. new position allows chenle slip his fingers even deeper and hear your moans so clear he feels on the edge of cuming himself.

"please" you feel like your are screaming at him, but in fact you're so quiet he can't really hear your over all the squelching of your juices. "please!" you say a bit louder while using all your strength. it's to much, you need to release and you need to cum, but chenle didn't say you can, not yet. he's enjoying your tears, sound, smell and taste to much to stop. as you lay on his left shoulder, he started to suck at your exposed neck and his hand slowed down a bit so he heard your plea.

"what is it kitten?" you can hear a smile in his voice. "please, I can't. it's to much, I I I ...... i can't breathe. please let me cum, I'll be good, i was good all evening, right?" all that chenle does is hums and strokes your head with his left hand. "you were good, kitten" he says after some time and that praise alone makes you clench his fingers. "but will kitten be even better and pee for me? i know you want to. you've been drinking all night" he grips your hair and lifts your head up "look at me" you open your eyes and almost cum at the spot. his eyes are burning with desire and lust, and you know that it's only for you, his hair is sticking in all kind of directions, face red, lips glossy and raw from an earlier makeout session. then he leans so close to your face your lips are touching and whispers "let go, kitten. let go for me"

and so floodgates open, literally. you vision zeros in on chenle and all you can hear is your own teary moans. orgasm seizes your body and you can't move, you just feel it. feel how pee escapes your body onto chenle's hand and how light you feel, now that you bladder is empty. it all mixes together and you not sure if you are cuming or peeing, but either way it feels heavenly and you fall in to the abyss.

after some time you come around and you take in your surroundings. chenle is still in front of you, but he moved you to the sink and was trying to clean you up as best as possible given the circumstances. "are you okay?" you nod "i am". "what about you? you didn't get to cum" he chuckles and helps to brush out your hair "I thought we've been together long enough for you to know that the show you put on earlier was more then enough for me to enjoy myself to the fullest". you blush looking down and notice a slight darker patch at the crocth area of chenle's back jeans. he fishes your underwear out of his back pocket and helps you into them. "thank you" you whisper as he stands up in front of you and kisses your cheek. "let's go home, hmm? we'll have a bath, clean you up and go to bed. how does that sound?" you lace your fingers with his and just nod. "words, kitten. i need words" you look up at him and now his eyes hold only love, care and adoration for you and you say "i'd love to, let's go. i hate feeling like this". he looks at you in slight confusion "like what?" you smile and tug on his arm to leave the club's toilet "sticky"