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Suspended | KSM

🖤: Seungmin x AFAB Reader 🖊️: 10k 🖼️: Check out the Mood Board! 🚨: Teacher AU, unprotected sex, use of sextoys, bdsm themes - rope play/impact play/blindfolds/handcuffs, choking, edging (so much edging i practically edged myself while writing the smut-K), cumming multiple times, pet names (angel/pup & sir), sexual harassment in the workplace, use of light system (reader uses: yellow), crying (from overwhelming amounts of pleasure *wink wonk*), corruption kink if you squint - methinks that's it, if we missed anything please let us know- If you think we proofread this, no we didn't - M ♡: I hope you all know this took us SEVEN MONTHS to write- WHY did it take us Seven months? WHO KNOWS?? But it did. LIKE LOOK AT THIS SCREENSHOT THAT WAS WHEN WE STARTED THIS. anyways We hope you enjoy our little teacher Seungmin one shot. Please Reblog and let us know what you thought <3

There's something both satisfying and annoying about teaching and shaping the young minds of the new generation. Sure, you’re someone who most kids look up to. You have the honor of making an impact on their lives. Maybe they'll remember you in the future, maybe not. Either way, you're ultimately the one who helped prepare them for life outside of these high school walls you teach within. As much as you revel in this fact now, high school was a place you never wanted to return to. Within the walls of the high school live rowdy, unhinged, chaotic minds mixed with a splash of calm, put-together minds; and that only explains the student body. 

The staff on the other hand, well they’re on another level of unhinged and chaotic, though somehow put together enough to be able to contain themselves and careful to never unleash those thoughts on another member of staff- for obvious reasons. Sexual harassment claims, being fired over the smallest of flirting, let alone the fact that if anything escalated beyond such, you could expect the cops to parade you through the halls, with the curious eyes of the students all watching as you’re taken away. In any case, it was always best to stay away from any sort of relationship with a coworker. No matter what. 

Students, on the other side of the spectrum, never hid their relationships. You couldn’t count how many times you’d found students making out against their hallway lockers, running off to do god-knows-what in the staircase at the back of the school- or worse, when you’d be called to explain why student A and student B are being suspended, after being caught having sex in the washroom. Unfortunately for you, today was one of those days. 

The two students sitting directly in front of you seemed to show zero hint of remorse,  for, quite literally, being caught in the act during the middle of second period. Could they really not wait until after classes? It wasn’t until both sets of parents had filed into the room that the students began to look embarrassed. “Welcome,” you sighed as you arose from your seat to shake the parents' hands. They were agitated, clearly disappointed and rightfully so. You didn’t get too graphic about the details of the suspension, as the printed notice would detail everything anyway. The parents read over everything carefully.

The father of student A scowled at his son. “I’m sorry for the actions of my son,” He muttered, as he ripped his son from the chair he sat on. “This is beyond unacceptable and we will make sure he has learned his lesson.” Their verbal assault launched as your student was dragged through the somewhat empty school and you just barely caught the words "embarrassment" and "disgrace" as their voices faded down the halls. Student B sat quietly as she watched her mother read through the printout. Signing her name and passing the flimsy sheet of paper to her daughter to sign, in acknowledgement for her wrongdoings, they spoke not a word, but the anger radiating from them was enough indication that she would receive a thorough talking once out of the eyes of the school's principal and yourself. 

It was, undoubtedly, one of the longest days of the year. Not that there was any reasonable explanation, such as a time change or anything. No- it was simply just a day full of students who had decided that this particular day would be the best to ‘act up’. You often wondered why students who were caught by you seemed to think they would magically get away with their actions. Why your students lacked basic respect for you until the moment you smacked down the hammer, clearly marking the line between friendship and an authority figure. Sure, you’re one of the younger teachers in the school, but none of the others seemed to have this issue with their students. Hell, even the two students from just now thought they were merely getting a slap on the wrist for their actions- never expecting you to follow through with your threat of calling their parents in. Did they truly not expect you to do so? Could they really have thought you’d just speak to them, and tell them a small ‘Don’t do it again’? 

As you meandered through the empty halls of the school, you wondered why you had even taken up this job. You had barely finished your degree and mostly hoped to be working with children of elementary age. Children, though energetic and clumsy, still seemed like less work than a class full of twenty-eight, moody teenagers all in the age range of fifteen to sixteen. Somehow an elementary school still seemed like it would have more order than this mess of a high school. You know the curriculum, you’re a good teacher- Credit where credit is due, and surely you deserved it. When your students did in fact listen- instead of making snarky remarks about you that they thought you wouldn’t hear- they would pass tests and exams with flying colors. So what was it you were doing oh-so-wrong to deserve passing comments such as ‘Can I get your number?’  or the boy's new favorite ‘Mommy? Sorry. Mommy?’

The moment you reached the faculty room, you threw yourself on the couch face first, thinking you were completely alone as you’d seen no one when you walked in, you let out the loudest scream your lungs could manage into one of the throw pillows. “WHY” you wailed, allowing the pillow to muffle your desperate cries for answers. 

“Rough day?” a voice says with a light chuckle. Slowly you lift your head to see another staff member standing alone by the coffee maker. You drop your head in embarrassment as you have now learned, you were indeed not alone when you let out that blood-curdling scream. “Miss. Y/L/N. Are you alright?” He said as he approached you. Leave it to one bad day, for you to not be fully aware of your surroundings and to let out such a scream in front of the ‘most perfect’ teacher this school has ever had. He’s a very intelligent man, there has never been a problem that he couldn’t fix. He’s polite, well-spoken and could practically substitute for any teacher in the school. He had a teaching degree, as well as a few others that he had picked up ‘for fun’. Not only was he all of that and more, but of course he also happened to be around your age, perfect. He made everyone else, including senior staff, look like they had done nothing productive with themselves. You let out a soft laugh into the pillow, as the realization that he had caught you in a mental war finally began to sink in. 

“Mr. Kim,” you say as you hastily sit up to save what little pride you had left. To be laying on the couch would be one thing- but the way you were planted with your head buried in a pillow was another. How embarrassing. “What are you still doing here? It’s well past school hours.” He smirks as he lifts his coffee cup in the air as if to say ‘Cheers’ 

“Had a few tests to grade,” he chuckles, bringing his mug to his lips and taking a sip of the steaming coffee. Your gaze settles on his hands wrapped around the mug, the mug looking small in his hands. You watch as he sips on the liquid and swallows it, making his Adam's apple bob up and down again. God, he’s stupidly beautiful. “And how about yourself Miss. Y/L/N, what are you doing here well past school hours?” He repeats the words back to you, raising a brow in a teasing manner. 

“Caught two students again,” you sigh, “I can’t even think of one good reason for them to be doing such things in the washroom, during school hours much less.” You slump further into the couch, rubbing your temples in annoyance. 

“You tend to draw the short straw every time huh?” Seungmin chuckles as he sips some more of his coffee. He keeps his eyes trained on you as you close your eyes, rubbing your head. He smirks to himself as he approaches you cautiously. 

“Unfortunately.” You groan, rubbing your hands over your face and leaning forward, elbows resting on your knees. 

“Would you like to talk about it?” He pulls a chair up as he gets closer, swiftly shifting the chair so he can sit on it backwards, taking another sip of his damn coffee. Fuck, the bare minimum and its too motherfucking sexy. 

“Don’t you have papers to grade?” You eye him unsure if you really want to waste his time complaining if he has more important things to do. You’re also not entirely sure you want to talk about the whole thing anyway. 

“They can wait, you on the other hand look stressed.” 

“I don’t know Mr. Kim, I think it’s a bit beyond stress if you ask me.” You sigh again. “I think- I’m just tired and frustrated?” 

“Tired and frustrated, heavy combination.” he nods in understanding. “I feel as if catching students in the act isn’t what’s making you so tired and confused though.” 

“No, I mean yes- but not really.” You admit and Seungmin gives you a questioning look. You again sigh, “It’s the disrespect I receive, Mr. Kim. It’s overwhelming, and to be quite frank - annoying.” 

“I mean yes, doing such a thing on school grounds is disrespectful, but I wouldn’t take it personally Miss. Y/L/N.” Seungmin says as he takes another sip from his mug. 

“I don’t take that kind of thing personally Mr. Kim,” you laugh lightly. “I am genuinely constantly disrespected by my students, your students - at some points it feels like it’s the whole school.” You sigh in defeat. Seungmin is now sitting up straighter, he’s got a look of surprise. He seems genuinely confused at your statement. 

“How have they been disrespecting you?” He asks in concern. He desperately needs to know what the fuck the students have been saying about you. “Have they said something to you? Done something? Anything my students have done Miss. Y/L/N, I must know in order to speak to them accordingly.” You let out a light chuckle, shaking your head, and resting your chin on your palms. 

“Where do I start Mr. Kim? Would you like the comments on my body or should I tell you which students have attempted at grabbing my-” You stop yourself before finishing that thought, laughing at the ridiculousness of the situation. “In all honesty Mr. Kim, it doesn’t matter to me anymore. Perhaps after this year, I’ll resign.” At this point, you are so done with this school and you are so ready to quit and leave this school, it isn't doing your mental health any justice. As you are contemplating your future, Seungmin is reeling, he doesn't understand how his students have been saying such horrible things to you.  

“You can’t resign Y/N-” Seungmin says quickly, almost jumping out of his chair. He shocks himself from his sudden outburst, clearing his throat and smoothing his tie. Why would he drop the niceties? “I mean-” He runs his hand through his hair. “Miss. Y/L/N, the school would suffer a great loss if you were to resign.”

“How do you figure Mr. Kim?” you give him a questioning look. You truthfully thought that no one would really miss you, so why is he so adamant that you stay?

“Well, for one your students tend to have the highest grades in the school, which is no easy task.” He looks around the room as if to find the answer to your question written on the walls. “And from what I have always seen, all of our students absolutely adore you. The staff loves you, and I’m sure you’re on track for a few awards this year as well.” 

“You flatter me, but is it worth the verbal harassment from the students?” 

“You never told me what they’d been saying,” Seungmin mumbles through the pout of his lips. Fuck, I’m not strong enough for this. 

“The comments are different every day, from asking me on dates to calling me” you gesture air quotes, “Mommy. In the middle of class.” Seungmin’s jaw basically drops to the floor in complete shock. 

“Have-” he says cautiously as he picks his jaw up off the floor. “Have any of my boys said these things? If they have, I’d like names Y/N. Truthfully I’d like the names of all the boys who’ve made such inappropriate comments. ” He says sweetly but his jaw is set in anger, you can tell by the vein that is pulsing on his neck. 

“Mr. Kim-” 

“Please, call me Seungmin. I don’t see why we insist on speaking to each other as if we were students.” He smiles kindly at you.

“Seungmin.” Fuck, his name is so pretty. “It would be easier to list off the names of those who do not make such comments.” Seungmin looks immensely disgusted. 

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Since the evening you spent speaking to Seungmin, he had begun loitering in your hallway. In the mornings, as students raced to get to class on time he would stand at your classroom door next to you, greeting students as they came in. During the lunch period, he would make his way into your classroom, and insist on spending the time with you- and if he had any sort of free period, he would keep a close watch on your class- well out of both you and the student's sight. 

He wanted to see with his own eyes, his students acting out. He wanted to be able to hear the disgusting comments himself. He thought surely it wouldn’t happen every day, right? Wrong. On the first day, he had heard the alleged Mommy comment at least four times. On the second day, he watched as a student attempted to smack your ass, only for you to turn around instantly and scold him yourself before sending him to class right after. 

Disgusted, was an understatement. Seungmin was livid. How could the students be this sick? He wondered. He would not allow this to continue. On the third day, he had finally had enough. After hearing passing comments about you in his own classroom, he’d immediately excused himself and marched his way down to the principal's office. 

“Sir,” Seungmin says as he enters the principal’s office. He’s fuming, barely holding himself together. 

“Mr. Kim, how can I help you?” The principal asks from his chair, motioning for Seungmin to enter the room.

“It seems we have an issue.” 

“Regarding?” 

“Miss. Y/L/N, and our students,” Seungmin announces, expecting the principal to be concerned, however, that wasn’t really the case.

“Ahh, Miss. Y/L/N again?” The principal tuts. Seungmin is shocked. Again? What does that mean? Has she already brought up the issue? 

“Ah, so you’ve heard-” Seungmin sighs calmly, and the principal nods. “To be absolutely truthful with you sir, this sort of behavior is absolutely-” The principal cuts him off before he finishes. 

“I don’t see why she’s so dramatic, I’ll have to have another talk with her.” The principal announces, picking up his office phone to get a hold of you.

“I’m sorry sir?” Seungmin asks, confused. Why would he have a talk with you?

“I don’t see why a woman like her would wear such clothes and later complain about boys being boys.” The principal sighs in annoyance. “I mean one look at her and any man would want a piece.” Seungmin wraps his hands in a tight fist at his side. He really wishes he didn't walk into this room.

“Sir, that is wildly inappropriate to say about a member of staff.” Seungmin seethes. This is not how a supervisor should be treating a subordinate, this isn't how you should treat another human being, especially one that is trying to do her job. How can someone have the audacity to say that openly? “She is-”

“A woman, Mr. Kim. She is a woman, and women, especially women like her, should dress according to their bodies. Wearing such tight clothing around boys who are barely getting their hormones in check is just asking for-” 

“She wears dress pants, sir? She is always professional in her clothing. I don’t see how this constitutes harassment.” The principal attempts to interrupt but Seungmin continues. “To say a woman is ‘asking’ for sexual harassment from students, or men in general for what they wear is absurd. It is her body, she may do with it as she pleases so as long as it is school appropriate. She is not asking for anything but the bare minimum!” The principal rolls his eyes at Seungmin’s statement. “She deserves the respect any of the other teachers receive!” 

“Well, she isn’t like the other teachers now is she?” 

“What does that mean sir.” He fists his hands even tighter if that was even humanly possible. 

“She’s different- she’s more of a looker. Please, Mr. Kim, don’t act like you don’t know what I mean. The entirety of the faculty knows you’ve had the same thoughts as the rest of us.” Seungmin can feel his blood boiling, if he could, he would launch himself at the principal and punch him out for the shit that was coming out of his mouth. The principal admitted to thinking of you grossly and has now accused him of the same. Sure, he had thought you beautiful, intelligent, and funny but to mentally undress you was something he never did. No. He respected you far too much for that. 

“I do not appreciate you painting me as a predator.” Seungmin grits his teeth, tightening his jaw. 

“Seungmin, go back to your class. There are more important things to deal with.” The principal waves him off in annoyance. “I should have gotten rid of that woman after the third time she brought this issue up, if it was so bad she would have changed her appearance.” 

“Her looks should never have been a problem in the first place!” Seungmin yells at the steaming pile of shit in front of him. “How dare you speak about her as if she was nothing more than some sort of-” he struggles to find the right word. “Doll!” 

“Mr. Kim.” the principal warns in annoyance.

“She is much more than that! An intelligent woman who has put up with this for far too long! If you do not wish to punish the students for their actions sir, I will have no choice but to email the board.” Seungmin glares at the principal. The tension in the room could be cut with a knife. 

“I will be putting you on suspension, Mr. Kim. Think about what you really want to do here. Go. I’ll have someone cover your class. Get out of my sight.” Seungmin leaves the office in a huff, walking aggressively back as he internally thinks about how he will absolutely fuck that mans career. He walks past your class and you notice that he's pissed, you race out to see him.

“Mr. Kim!” Seungmin stops in his tracks and looks at you. You let the door close to your classroom behind you to have a more private conversation with him. His attitude changed when he saw you but he was still tense. You notice his knuckles are white, his hands tightly fisted at his sides. “Will I see you for lunch again?” 

“No.” He says angrily. He never misses lunch with you. Why is this time different? What made him so angry? 

“Are you alright Mr. Kim?” You ask cautiously. He looks around the hallway and sighs. 

“Miss. Y/L/N, it seems in attempting to do what was right, I have been suspended. My apologies, but I will not be staying for lunch.” 

“Suspended?! For what?!” You yelp in shock. Seungmin is the most perfect teacher at this school, how in the world did he get suspended?

“It seems harassment in this school goes unpunished.” You look at him confused. What the hell is he talking about? “I will also be considering my position here. Perhaps I will join you in resigning.” You’re stupidly confused. What brought all of this up? Did he say something about the harassment you faced daily?  You should have warned him that you brought this issue up to the principal in the past only to be ignored every single time. 

“Mr. Kim, I’m- I’m so sorry. I should have told you not to bring it up-” you stutter as you’re finding it increasingly difficult to look him in the eyes for feeling guilty that your problem had caused him to be suspended. He shouldn't be suspended. 

“Y/N.” Seungmin sighs and softly brushes his hand against yours to gain your attention again. “It’s not your fault that the people who are supposed to stand by your side haven’t. My suspension only opened my eyes to the massive flaw we have within the school. I intend to either fix it or remove myself from the equation.” Seungmin bows to you lightly and walks away, thinking about every way he could get the principal fired. He would have to email the school board. You stand in the hallway completely flabbergasted by what just happened. The bell rings stealing your attention from him, as you turn back to call for him, he’s gone.

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You hear a knock at your door. You quickly run into your bathroom to make sure you look presentable after slaving over dinner prep. You run to the door and open it quickly. Seungmin is standing there dressed casually, not in his usual slacks and button-downs, with a bottle of wine in his hand. You beam a smile at him. “Welcome!” You motion for him to enter your home. 

“Thank you,” he smiles back. The atmosphere in the apartment is so heavy with awkwardness. He looks down at his hands and realizes he still has the bottle of wine in his hands. “Oh, I- uh, brought this for you- I mean us,” he says as he holds the bottle out for you. You take it with a small thank you and make your way to the kitchen. This is the first time the two of you have hung out outside of work so it’s bound to be a little awkward… right? You can't help but sneak glances at him. He looks handsome even in mundane clothes. He stares at all the food you prepared in awe, “Seriously, you didn’t have to do all of this?” 

“I felt like it,” you chuckle lightly. You’re incredibly nervous for him to taste your food. You very rarely cook for anyone and especially since it’s him you kind of went a little overboard. “Anyways, sit or-”

“Where’s your corkscrew?” He asks politely as he makes his way into your kitchen. “I find a bit of wine is always a welcomed relaxant.” You laugh and point to the drawer. You take out a few wine glasses while he struggles to pull the cork out of the bottle, making the both of you laugh, and breaking some of the unnecessary tension. You both sit down to enjoy the meal and the wine, the conversations flowing smoothly. 

“Oh please Mr. Kim-” you laugh, your cheeks tinted pink from drinking so much. Seungmin’s mind is reeling, he thinks you’re absolutely adorable, but in a corruptible way. Wait, did I just think that? Do I want to corrupt her?? No… I’d be no better than those fuckers at school… but she looks so pretty right now, her eyes glossed over, cheeks pink… fuck.

“I told you, call me Seungmin, we’re not in school,” he chuckles lightly, helping you out of the chair at the table and taking your hand to lead you to the couch.

“Sorry, old habits,” you frown. “I’m sorry you got suspended… because of me.” You sniffle a little as you finish your sentence. He was the only person who treated you decently at that hell hole, of course, you’re upset he's gone. And he’s also the only eye candy at that school and you can no longer ogle over him from down the hall.

“Hey, I told you, I got suspended because I couldn't keep my mouth shut about what was going on at the school. It was in no way your fault.” He said softly as he brushed a piece of hair behind your ear, wiping away a single tear that ran down your cheek.

“I just feel like I didn’t do enough to make it up to you,” you say softly as you play with the hem of his shirt. He watches your hands carefully, studying the curve of your fingers, wondering what they’d feel wrapped around his- no- stop. Don’t think like that… Seungmin quickly shakes the thought out of his head, but he couldn’t help but admire you. So sweet, so sickeningly innocent. The way you look up at him with those eyes, like a siren beckoning him to kiss you, god how badly he wanted to kiss you, touch you, make you, his- only his. 

He shouldn’t be thinking these things, he shouldn’t want you as badly as he does but as he looks at you- shying away from him all he can think about is how he could ruin that innocence you seem to unknowingly have, he wants to hear the sinful noises he just knows you’d be capable of making at his command. Fuck-  oh fuck, the ways he could ruin you. I really am no better than the rest of them… 

“Well, there is something that we could do to make it up to both of us,” he said carefully, tracing his fingers over your knuckles, a shiver running down your spine.

“What do you have to make up for?” you ask softly, looking at his eyes for the first time since you sat on the couch. His pupils have blown out, a slight blush to his cheeks, his ears red.

“For the thoughts, I’ve been having all night,” he admits, ghosting his fingers further up your forearm, tracing over every blemish on your skin.

“O-oh? What k-kind of thoughts?” you ask shyly as another shiver runs down your spine from his gentle touches.

“I’ve been thinking about how much I want to corrupt you, how I want to wrap you up in a bow like a fucking Christmas present begging to be opened, how I want to see you writhe beneath me as I fuck you hard and rough until you’re screaming my name.” 

You moan at his words as he rests his hands on your thighs, gripping them tightly in his hands. “What… what’s been stopping you?” You close your eyes as he massages your thighs, slowly running his fingers up under the hem of your skirt.

“I…” Seungmin pauses as he slowly removes his hands from your legs, suddenly feeling guilty at his actions. “I don’t want you to think I’m just another sleazy guy.” You immediately shake your head vigorously.

“I don’t think you're sleazy. At all.” You say, shocked at the confidence in your voice. “I… you’re the only person that has stood up for me… cared about me.” You trace your fingers over his knuckles. “And…” you’re not sure if it was the atmosphere or the alcohol that gave you the confidence but you blurted out without even a second thought, “I also think you’re incredibly handsome, Seungmin.”

Without a second further, Seungmin lunges forward and crashes his lips to yours in a hot, wet, steamy kiss. He licks into your mouth and quickly dominates the kiss, guiding you to match his rhythm. His hands glide further up your legs, under your skirt again and his fingers brush along the gusset of your panties. 

“Already so wet for me, angel?”

You whine into his mouth and grip the hem of his shirt tighter, trying to pull him closer to you. He wraps his hands around your wrists and yanks them away from him as he smirks into the kiss. 

“When did I say you could touch, angel?” He asks darkly, his tone firm, demanding. He held your hands down to your sides as he peppered kisses along your jaw. “Be a good girl and stay still for me.” You felt your body shiver and a high whine escaped your lips. You wiggled slightly, the need between your legs growing to be unbearable.

“Stop moving or I’m going to have to tie you down, angel.” Seungmin teases but pauses at the immediate blush that flashed across your cheeks.  “Oh, you like that don’t you.” Seungmin chuckles as he bites at your chin. “I don’t have anything to tie you up, angel, maybe next time.”

You squirm underneath him, desperate to get his attention since your words seemed to have been caught in your throat. “S-Seung-”

He stops sucking on your neck to allow you some space. “What is it, angel? Are you ok?” He looks so concerned as he looks over your face for any discomfort.

“‘M ok.” You say breathlessly. “H-have rope.” Seungmin stops and stares down at you, his eyes darkening.

“Oh, my naughty, naughty girl. You have rope? Who’s tied you up before, angel? Hmm? Tell me.” Seungmin seethes as he grips your wrists tighter, feeling incredibly possessive over you all of a sudden.

“N-no one. I s-swear. N-never tried it.” You begin to cry, not wanting him to run away from you, disgusted by your desires. Seungmin lets go of your wrists to wipe away your tears, kissing your cheeks and then your nose.

“Ok, angel. I believe you, don’t cry just yet.” Seungmin runs his hands down your cheek, down the column of your neck, through the valley between your breasts, across your stomach, and ghosting his fingertips across the hem of your skirt. “Why don’t we take this to your bedroom then so we can use that rope of yours.” He holds his hand out to help you up off the couch. You take his hand and rush toward your bedroom and close the door behind both of you. You go to your bedside and pull out a box from under your bed.

“I know it’s cliche to have a box of toys under the bed, please don’t judge me.” You say shyly as you stay knelt on the ground with the closed box in front of you. Seungmin slowly walks up to you and runs his fingers through your hair as you lean into his touch.

“So obedient,” Seungmin chuckles. He leans down and opens the lid to the box and inspects the toys inside. “Which one’s are your favorite?” He looks at you when you don’t respond and he chuckles lightly again. “You have permission to speak, angel.”

You point to a black bullet vibrator that sat atop all of the other items in the box and a clear silicone dildo sat right next to it. “These two,” you whisper quietly.

Seungmin huffs and takes the two toys out and tosses them on the floor next to you and continues to examine the other toys in the box. There's a pair of handcuffs, a blindfold, rope, a thick veiny long lifelike dildo, and a curved vibrator - the type that has internal and external stimuli. “Have you ever used any of these?”

You shake your head no. 

“I want you to speak when I ask you a question,” Seungmin says in a demanding tone, making a shiver run down your spine.

“N-no, I haven’t used them.” You respond shyly, keeping your eyes focused on your hands folded in your lap.

“No, what?” Seungmin says as he lifts your head up with his fingers pressed under your chin. “What do you call me, angel? You get to decide.”

“N-no, I haven’t u-used them, sir.” You say as a blush creeps across your cheeks and you feel more wet between your folds. You see Seungmin shiver when the title rolls off your tongue, but he still keeps his cool.

“Why haven’t you used them? You bought them, you should use them, no?” Seungmin says as he begins removing each item from the box and placing them carefully in between the two of you.

“I-I never had the opportunity, sir.” You say as you look away from him. He tuts and guides you to look at him again. He’s giving you a knowing look like he knows that’s not the entire truth. Fuck, was I always this easy to read? “I-I’m scared, sir.” You say quietly, the confession making you feel more shy than you already were. You’ve never shown anyone your treasure chest before and the fact that you were showing Mr. Kim, the man you’ve had a crush on for AGES, was fucking with your brain more than you would’ve liked. You wanted to do anything, everything he asked. Wanted to be good for him. Wanted to show him that you’d do whatever he wanted. Seungmin’s gaze softens and he brushes his fingers across your cheek, you lean into the touch, desperate to feel his warmth again.

“You’re scared of the toys? Hmm, my poor angel isn’t very heavenly if she has all of these naughty toys, right?” Seungmin asks and he sees the panic flicker in your eyes. “Shh, angel it’s ok. I like your naughty desires, but it makes me want to corrupt you even more. Would you like that? Can I teach you?”

You nod your head excitedly. “Yes, yes. Want you to teach me. Show me, sir.” 

Seungmin shivers in excitement. He pets your cheek gently. “Anything for you my angel. Get on the bed on your knees for me.”

You do as he says and place yourself at the center of the bed, carefully tucking your knees beneath you and placing your hands in your lap, awaiting his instructions. He smiles when you’re settled and stands at the end of the bed, looking over your body as if you were a piece of art in a museum. 

“Such an obedient little thing aren’t you.” Seungmin praises, you feel a satisfied shiver run down your spine. “Now, I want you to be a good girl and take your clothes off for me, and when you’re done, get back into that position. Understood, pup?”

“Y-yes sir.” You carefully remove your shirt, trying your best to make your movements as sexy as possible. You lean back and remove your skirt and panties, tossing them onto the floor next to your discarded shirt. You prop yourself back up on your knees and slowly reach back to unclasp your bra, suddenly feeling all too shy to be so naked in front of him. Seungmin walks to the side of the bed and sits down beside you when he notices your hesitation. He carefully tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. He runs his fingers down your cheek to your chin and tilts your head towards him.

“You don’t need to be shy, pup. You’re so beautiful.” He whispers, his fingers running up and down your arm. “Let me see all of you.”

You nod your head, unclasp your bra, and let it drop to your lap. Seungmin picks it up and tosses it over his shoulder as he stares at you. He looks you up and down, briefly licking his lips when his gaze locks on your lips. He gets up from beside you and stands at the foot of the bed again right in front of your box of goodies.

“What shall we do first pup?” Seungmin looks down at the box and a small smirk dances across his lips. He pulls out the silky black blindfold, “Shall we start with this?”

He walks over to the side of the bed again and places his hands on your shoulder, lightly pushing you down so you’d lay flat on the bed. He pushes the hair out of your face and places the silky material over your eyes. “I’m gonna need you to tell me if you ever feel uncomfortable, ok pup? You know the stop light system?”

“Y-yes sir,” you mumble breathlessly. The removal of sight has already heightened your other senses. His voice was caramel sweet to your ears and you wanted.. no.. needed more.

“Good girl.” You feel the bed lift beside you as Seungmin begins to walk away from you. “Stay just like that.”  You hear him moving around the room and the rustling of the items in your box until you hear him gasp. “Ohh fuck.” You hear him whisper probably to himself so you stay silent. “You really are a pup aren’t you?” You hear a chain clanging against itself as seungmin removes whatever it is from the box. “Sit up.” Seungmins words are commanding and you obey immediately. You listen as the chain and inevitably Seungmin approaches you again. He grabs your jaw and leans in close to your ear. “I can’t wait to see you in this pup. And I swear to god, if you disobey me I will not go easy on you. You’ve been such a good pet so far, let’s not make it go to waste huh?” You shudder and nod as best as you could within his grasp.

“Y-yes sir, I’ll be a good pup, I swear.” You want to please him, you want him to praise you again and call you a good girl. You wanna be so so so good for him.

He chuckles in your ear and he moves his hand down from your chin and rests it around your throat. You keen at the motion and lean into his hand, wanting so desperately for him to squeeze. “Oh, it’s a good thing you like things wrapped around your neck pup.” Seungmin teases as he tightens and loosens his hold on your neck in quick succession. You whine and buck your hips up at nothing, the need between your legs starting to become unbearable. 

Seungmin removes his hand from your throat and you let out a desperate whine. “Shh, pup, be patient.” You suddenly feel cold, rough material tightening around your neck. Seungmins face is so close to yours, you can feel his breath on your cheek. You want to turn your head and kiss him but you want to be good. Need to be good. So you stay still and wait for his instructions. Once he latches the material together you feel the cold metal chain drape across your chest and down the valley of your breasts. “Go ahead, pup, feel it.” You reach up to your neck and feel at the material that was placed around your throat and you gasp at the realization. The studded collar you bought a few months ago, was now sat prettily around your neck, the leash dangling down the front of your body. 

“Oh,” you whisper breathlessly as you run your fingers up and down the cold metal leash. You suddenly feel incredibly self conscious. You’ve never been in a position like this with any of your previous partners, most of them finding your desires to be too much. Your breath hitches as you sit in the silence. You can’t tell if Seungmin moved away from you or where he may be. Does he also find you undesirable? Is he disgusted by your wants? You drop your hands to the bed and feel around for him. “S-seungmin..” you whine as you’re worriedly searching for him. You start breathing heavier as you’re stressing over not being able to see him, hear him, or feel him.

You feel warm hands wrap around yours. “Hey, I’m right here pup.” You whimper as he places a chaste kiss to your cheek. “Do you want me to take the blindfold off?”

“No!” You reply a little too quickly. You shake your head. “N-no, I wanna keep it on… a-at least for a little while.”

He chuckles and kisses your cheek again. “Ok, pup. For a little while.” He begins to pull his hand away from you but you quickly chase after it and pull him back to you. “Pup.” Seungmin sits beside you on the bed and lifts the blindfold off from your eyes. “Look at me,” he says in a soft but demanding tone. Your eyes take a minute to adjust to the light but you look directly in front of you and see Seungmin sitting inches from you, his face a whisper away from yours. He looks at your eyes and it feels like he’s searching for something in them. “Listen to me pup. You’ve been so good so far, such a good girl. I’m gonna make you feel so good, but I need you to trust me.” He gently runs his finger across your cheek. “I’m not gonna leave you. I’ll be right here and if you want me to stop at any time just say ‘red’ and I’ll stop immediately.” His gaze softens as he notices the slight quiver in your lips. “You really are new to this aren’t you pup?”

You nod your head. Seungmin carefully watches you as you open and close your mouth, trying to find the words you want to say. “Y-yes. Wanted to try, b-but no one…” you trail off as you feel his fingers intertwined with yours. “No one’s wanted to d-do this with me.”

Seungmins gaze darkens slightly and he looks away from you, his jaw firmly set. You reach your hand up and guide him to look at you again.

“Please teach me.” You whisper as you touch your forehead against his. “I trust you Seungmin,” you say in a featherlight voice, closing your eyes and bringing the blindfold back over your eyes.

Seungmin is perfectly still as he watches you in awe. His precious pup is gaining some confidence, you saying you trust him, you wanting him to teach you. He’s not sure he’s ready for it himself. He feels the tent in his pants tightening. “Of course I’ll teach you pup,” you feel the bed lift from in front of you and feel a searing smack against your ass. You whimper at the pain, feeling a hand smoothing over the red mark that was most definitely left behind. “Firstly, you called me the wrong name, pup, and for that, you need to be punished.”

“I-I’m sorry, sir. It won’t happen again.” You say breathless as Seungmin nips at your neck.

“You better hope it doesn’t.” There’s another slap on your ass. “I want you to count, pup. Starting now.” He lands another smack and you start counting in your head. Seungmin yanks you by your hair and forces you to lean against his chest, his voice seething and close to your ear. “Out loud pup.”

“O-one.” You say with a shaky breath.

“Good girl.” Seungmin praises as he pushes you back down on your hands and knees. You keen at the praise and you push your ass backwards awaiting the next round of slaps.

You count out loud for each slap across your ass. “Eighteen.” Slap. “N-nineteen.” Slap. “Twenty.” Seungmin rubs soothing circles on your ass as the sting subsides.

“Well done pup. You did a good job.” Seungmin guides you to lay down on your back. He gives you a few gentle pecks on your lips as he runs his fingers across your tummy. “I’m gonna tie you up, okay pup? Can you tell me your color?”

“Green, sir. P-please keep going.” You say as you try to reach for his hands. Seungmin chuckles and kisses your knuckles.

“Ok pup, I’ll keep going.” Seungmin kisses your forehead and walks towards the end of the bed. You hear him rummaging through the box and he slowly approaches you again. “Lift your hands.” 

You slowly lift your hands up and Seungmin places the toy in your hands. You wrap your fingers around the material and feel the coarse threads of the rope you had inside your box. “Can you tell me what it is, pup?”

“Rope, sir.” You say as you run your fingers over the rope. You know the rope is a deep crimson, a color you thought would look stunning against your skin. You were so nervous to proceed, but you wanted to trust Seungmin. He’d take care of you.

“That's very good. Very good girl.” Seungmin praises and takes the rope from your hands and helps you sit up. “Listen to me carefully. I am going to tie you up. The rope is going to be nice and tight around your skin. It’ll feel good, but if it's too tight or you're having a hard time breathing or you're nervous, you tell me immediately and I’ll cut you free. Do you understand?”

You smiled towards the direction of his face and nodded lightly. “I understand, sir.” You feel him run the rough material over your skin. You shudder at the feeling, goosebumps rising over your arms as the rope is wrapped around your body. Seungmin tightens the rope every so often around your chest, your hips, your thighs. You feel the wetness pooling between your legs as he continues slowly. He traces your skin before the rope tracks over the same space. You suddenly feel incredibly overwhelmed by the intimacy of this type of play. Something you’ve never experienced before. Something you weren't prepared to feel. You noticed that Seungmin stopped his movements. “Pup.” Seungmin whispers, his lips grazing your shoulder as he places light kisses over the skin. He pulls your blindfold off and throws it off the bed. He’s looking at you with so much care in his eyes, but there's an underlying lust that he was holding back. “Don’t cry. Not yet.”

You didn’t even realize you were crying and you try to reach up to wipe the tears away quickly realizing that your arms are tied tightly to your sides. You start to fluster and your breathing picks up. “I-I’m sorry…” You start but Seungmin quickly places his hands on each side of your face and looks at you deeply.

“Hey, you’re ok. I’m right here. Color?”

“Y-yellow. Yellow, sir.” You say as you close your eyes feeling the tears pooling behind your eyes. Seungmin moves closer to you and places your forehead on his shoulder as he runs soothing lines up and down your spine and pats your head with his other hand. You two sit like that for a few moments, your breathing coming back to normal. “G-green.” 

Seungmin lightly pushes you back to sitting up. He smiles at you and grabs the rope again. He goes slower this time and finishes wrapping the rope around your body. He sits in front of you as you wiggle slightly as he asks if it's too tight. You promise him that you’re ok and he carefully lays you down on the bed again. He moves back to the box and pulls out the vibrator and the dildo. He returns to your side and traces the vibrator over the rope. You nod at him to continue and Seungmin smirks at you. He climbs on the bed and sits between your legs. He runs his hands up and down your soft skin as he turns the vibrator on.

He traces the vibrator over the rope and runs it along your arms. He slowly drags the vibrator between the valley of your breasts, making direct eye contact with you as he puts the device straight onto your nipple. You arch your back into the sensation and whine high as the vibrations send a wave of warmth down to your core. Seungmin spits into his hand and grabs the dildo, bringing it to your core and running it up and down your lips. You thrash at the feeling, bucking your hips to try to relieve the tension that's been building up between your legs since you and Seungmin were making out on your couch.

He teases the dildo against your entrance, slowly pushing the tip between your lips and quickly retreating, repeating the motion over and over again as he quickens the vibrations on your nipples.

“S-sir, please,” you plead, you need so much more than he’s giving you.

“Okay, pup, I’ll give it to you,” Seungmin says sweetly as he forces the dildo into your core in one swift push. Your breath catches in your throat at the sensation, your walls pulse around the toy. He pulls the dildo out entirely and pushes it all the way in once again. There's a teasing smile on his lips as he pumped the toy deep into your cunt. 

“F-feels s-so good,” you whine as you roll your hips in rhythm with his thrusts. “W-want you, s-sir,” you say with a stroke of confidence. He slowed his pace and he looked at you carefully. Something flashes across his face for a brief moment, his dominant persona being replaced by something else, something more desperate. He shook his head and his dominant persona was back. He removed the dildo from your cunt and turned off the vibrator, tossing it to the floor. He leaves you alone on the bed as you watch him remove his clothes, the waistband of his underwear catching on his hard cock, releasing it to let it slap against his stomach. You watch him in awe as he pumps his cock a few times, running a hand through his hair pushing it back, giving you the most exquisite view you've ever seen. Seungmin pauses his movements and smirks down at you.

“Would you like to stay tied up or do you want your hands?” Seungmin looks down at you cautiously but still with a fire behind his eyes that makes you want to hide behind your hands… if they were free.

“I’d like to stay t-tied please,” you say quietly, wiggling on the bed. Seungmin nods and crawls over you, running a finger down your cheek to your chin. He places a feather-light kiss on your nose and continues his light kisses down your neck as he lines himself up to your entrance. He pushes his tip in slowly and harshly snaps his hips into yours, punching the breath out of you. Seungmin stills as he places gentle kisses along your collarbone, snaking his hand up to gently hold your neck.

“Breathe, pup,” Seungmin whispers as he begins to thrust into you at a slow but calculated pace. There isn't any rhythm to his thrusts but the depth that he's reaching inside you already has you seeing stars. You let out shaky breaths, trying your best to focus on Seungmin’s piercing gaze. He’s staring down at you, taking in every single twitch and hitch in your breathing. He’s analyzing what feels good, gauging your reactions to each thrust, each touch. 

After a particularly pointed thrust you let out a high-pitched whimper and Seungmin’s gaze darkens. He starts thrusting in a steady rhythm now, hitting that spot that made you see stars, forcing high needy whimpers from your puffy lips. His hand on your neck tightens and his other hand finds your sweet little bundle of nerves. He lightly runs his finger over the bud and you attempt to reach down and pull his hand away from you, but your hands stay where they are, tied to your sides. You try to wiggle away from him but with his hand around your throat and his cock pressing deep inside your wet cunt you’re not entirely successful. Seungmin chuckles cynically at your attempt and he flicks his fingers over your clit repeatedly, watching as you hold back your moans with your lips pulled between your teeth and he watches your eyes roll to the back of your head.

“Feel good, pup?” You whine in response, unable to form coherent words at the amount of pleasure you’re feeling. You think for a brief moment that Seungmin will punish you for not answering his question with words, but apparently, he doesn't mind this time and continues his assault on your clit. After a rough thrust, you muffle another moan. Seungmin slaps your messy cunt harshly before soothing his hands over the area. “Don’t hold back your pretty moans, pup. Lemme hear how loud you can be for me.”

You're a writhing mess below him. Moans, ragged breaths, and skin slapping against skin is all that can be heard in your small bedroom. You felt like you could've come at least 10 times already but this time, you can feel it’s different. You want to touch him, pull him close to you, kiss him as you come. “M-min, pl-please stop,” you ask breathlessly.

It takes him a moment to pause his movements before he's looking down at you attentively, searching your features for any discomfort. “Did it hurt? Are you ok? Did I go too rough?” he asks calmly, but there is concern written all over his face. You wiggle your hands that are still bound to your sides and look down at them and look back up to him quickly. 

“Wan my hands,” you say quickly, adding an almost forgotten ‘please’ at the end. Seungmin looks down at your hands and quickly pulls at the knots, releasing your tired limbs from their hold, and resumes his previous pace before you have the time to recover. You yelp at the sudden movements and quickly wrap your arms around his shoulders, pulling him closer to you. “S-seungmin~” you whimper, “G-gonna, w-wanna cum.” 

Seungmin must be close as his grunting has gotten louder since you wrapped yourself around him. “Cum when you’re ready pup, getting close.” Seungmin pushes his nose into your neck, lapping his tongue along your skin, pressing messy kisses here and there as he moans into you.

You feel something deep in your stomach begin to tighten. You dig your nails into Seungmin’s back as your moans get higher in pitch. You babble incoherent phrases as you wrap your legs around his body, trying to pull him impossibly closer to you. Seungmin quickened his fingers against your clit, sliding his fingers into your tight cunt with his palm resting on your puffy (and incredibly abused) clit. The additional intrusion was enough to push you over. You muttered out an incoherent sound along with a breathless, “c-cuhm”, as your body shudders and your cunt pulses around Seungmins cock and fingers. A loud shriek pushes past your lips as your climax rushes through you. Seungmin mumbles encouragements into your skin, kissing your ear, chin, and neck. “That’s it pup, wan you to feel so good. Such a good pup, my good pup.” 

You feel like you're floating as Seungmins pace begins to get more sloppy. He grinds into you as he groans more praises into your ear. “Good pup, so good for me. My good girl. Good pup, making me feel so good.” He curls his fingers up into your cunt adding pressure once again as he pushes in deeper, his tip kissing your cervix. “Cumin, pup, cuming,” he mumbles as he releases deep inside of you. The pressure of his fingers, his cock pushing against your cervix, and his cum filling you has another orgasm racing through you. You dig your nails into his back as you soundlessly cum again. Seungmin collapses on top of you, his breathing harsh as he softly rocks into you, riding out the last of both of your orgasms.

After a few moments, he pushes himself up to look down at you. He places a light kiss on your nose as he carefully removes himself from you. “Stay right there,” he whispers as he moves towards the bathroom. While he’s gone you catch your breath, stuck in a semi-trance. He’s back in a few moments with what looks like lotion and a towel. Seungmin makes quick and gentle work to wipe you down, rubbing lotion along your skin, all the while he's whispering sweet words to you. You feel so warm, so cared for, so wanted. He has you take a few sips of water before he pulls you into bed, letting you cuddle into his chest as he wraps his arms around you. As you slowly drift off to sleep, you can't help but feel so loved, so safe.

The weekend passes by quickly, Seungmin leaving only to gather some clothes from his house. He spends the weekends exploring you, learning your inner workings, how your mind ticks and functions, how your body reacts to the things he does, and how his mind and body react to you. He also spends a portion of the weekend sending emails which he tells you are simply to figure out when his suspension ends. On Monday Seungmin will return to school, and though it has only been three days, getting used to calling him Mr. Kim in school again seems daunting with you now being used to simply calling him Seungmin. 

“What if I just quit and go to another school?” You whisper as Seungmin parks the car in the school lot, Seungmin takes your hand softly, giving you a small smile before speaking. 

“Everything will be fine, Miss Y/L/N. No more harassment from students, or staff.” 

“How’d you know about the staff-” 

“I just know my love, but I promise you, no more.” You’re not sure how Seungmin can make such a promise but still. You make your way into your classroom, your students all waiting attentively for you to start your lesson. The few typical troublemakers in the back sit unusually silent as you begin. A knock on your door causes you to stop your slideshow as a woman you haven’t seen before walks in, followed by Seungmin directly behind her. He closes the door and waits patiently for the woman to speak. 

“Good morning students,” she starts, “Miss. Y/L/N.” she nods to you, “My name is Mrs. Im, as some of you may know,” she says as she stares to the back of the class where the usual group of boys sit up straight, some with their heads hung down. “I am your school's new principal. I’ve come to introduce myself. Miss. Y/L/N may I speak to you in the hallway quickly?” You nod as you follow her and Seungmin out into the hall. Your heart racing from not knowing what any of this was about. 

“Mr. Kim, Mrs. Im. What is this about?” 

“Miss. Y/L/N, I’ll need you to give me a list of the staff who have harassed you. I apologize for this being so sudden, but I’d like to rid my school of such behavior immediately.” Seungmin stands proud beside Mrs. Im as she speaks, “Though for now, I can only offer a suspension as we await investigation but I hope this helps you feel a bit safer within your workspace.” You nod softly as she smiles and walks away, leaving you alone for a moment with Seungmin.

“See my love? I told you. No more.” He smiles at you as he takes your hand gently in his, tracing his fingers across your digits and placing a soft and quick kiss on your fingertip. “Nothing bad's gonna happen to you anymore, not when I can help.” You can’t help the blush that dusts across your cheeks.

“I- uh, gotta get back to my class,” you say sheepishly as you slowly back towards your classroom. 

“I’ll meet you at the car after school?” He asks cooly as he tucks his hands into his pockets, smirking at you.

“Of course, Mr. Kim,” you sing-song back to him as you walk into your classroom. Seungmin stands in the hallway for a beat before he turns around, kicking his feet, and lightly chucking to himself. 

“My lovely little pup,” he whispers with a smile on his face as he walks down the hall, planning how he is going to have his way with you later this evening. 

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DANCE ENVY

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They’d told you he was the toughest dance instructor but he was also the best. Which is why you chose him anyways… You’d be able to settle for having your ass chewed out if it meant you’d finally be able to dance.

You were a tough cookie so you could handle it.

You’d expected him to be crass. Which he was. Mean asf but an insanely talented dancer. Nice thighs but that wasn’t the point

It’s been two months now and you were definitely better but you weren’t world class, not at all competition ready.

It was nearing the end of practice when you’ve fucked up that last 8 count for the fifth time that day and your Instructor ‘Lee’s’ had about enough of your bull shit.

Out of the corner of your eye you see him approaching you when you feel the heat radiating from his body as he yells at you like a drill instructor “I don’t know what the fuck you have going on today but we’ve been working on this number for a month and you still can’t keep your feet from fucking up . Is there something wrong with them? Should I have them cut off and worked on for reprogramming or do you think you can get your head out of your ass and figure it out? Get your shit together I’m not gonna tell you again.”

You could see the vein protruding from his neck as he yelled at you. You should have been scared. That was pretty harsh.

You should have been either looking him in the eye or not at all. Yet you couldn’t help but watch the way his vein revealed itself underneath his skin.

Oh yea and because you knew what happened when he got mad (specifically at you) so you did it one last time hoping to flip that final switch in his head.

“Let’s hit that 8 count one last time from the top!” he demanded from his position at the front of the room as he counted down. With the slightest smirk you mised the last two steps and fumbled.

Exhausted it seems he dropped his head and dismissed everyone for the day. The rest of the class gathered their stuff and began to file out of the studio. As you grabbed your bag or pretended to, you heard him call for you “hey you.. don’t go anywhere”

You knew what was to come and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t already wet from that yelling fit he had earlier. As the last student left the studio your heard him command you to lock the door then head back towards him. As you reach his space he swiftly grabs you by the arm and spins you in front of him so that your back is flush to his front and you’re both facing the mirror.

With one hand around your waist and his free hand around your neck he growls in your ear “so you like pissing me off huh?” He bites into the side of your neck pulling a wet gasp out of you. You can feel his hard cock fitting perfectly between your ass.

“You like acting incompetent so that I turn you into a cocksleeve?” He asks.

You don’t answer so he shoves his Hand into your sweats and rubs your clit with a harshness that sends a shock through your body. “Answer me. I haven’t even pulled my cock out and you’re already gone I knew you’d be a cockslut the moment I saw you”

Without giving you a chance to respond he uses the hand that’s in your sweats to pull them down without further hesitation. You didn’t even have the chance to realize he’d also pulled his pants down because he was bending you over and lining up his big hard cock with your wet cunt.

Without so much as a warning he slides in deep with a low fuck leaving his throat. He shows no mercy as he starts snapping his hips to the rhythm of the song y’all had been practicing for the last month.

The music wasn’t even playing but you both practiced it so much it was engraved in your souls. Absolutely breathless you feel like you’re about to fall and he notices. He grabs you by the neck and pulls you up toward him. You grab hold of one of his biceps for stability ass he fucks into your hot wet cunt recklessly.

He gets closer to growl into your ear “look at you. A mess all over my cock. Pretending you don’t know the choreo just so I’d fuck your pretty pussy senseless? Such a cockslut for me. So wet , so tight you make it so hard for me to keep my composure.I might have to kick you out because I can’t keep getting hard in the middle of my dance classes. Nor can I keep ending them early just to fuck you. You’re messing me up.”

You quickly begin to reach your peak and he can tell by the way you clench around him. “Go ahead baby let go. I know you can’t wait to be filled with my cum. Gonna fuck you so full you’ll be leaking all the way home” that was all it took to push you over the edge. You came so hard you couldn’t breathe. As your pussy convulsed over his cock he too reached his peak doing exactly as he promised and fucked you full of his hot seed.

As you both came down from your highs he stayed buried inside you as a human plug. He starts kissing down your neck and rubbing soothing circles on your belly. “ you know if you wanted me to fuck you all you had to do was ask. You don’t have to play dumb to get what’s already yours baby. You know I hate yelling at you especially in-front of the class”

There’s something about role playing like this that makes things fun. You and Lee know had an interesting relationship. The two of you had been together for about a year and a half now and you were both obsessed with each other. It wasn’t enough to see each other at home or when you went out on dates but you’d taken every opportunity to be in his space anywhere he was. He did the same.

Having a “wfh” job definitely allowed flexibility for you to go anywhere with him. Neither of you would have it any other way. When he took on this part time job of being a dance instructor it had taken up too much of his time.

You didn’t particularly enjoy that yet you’d never stop him from doing something he loves. So, you compromised. Mimi gets to keep his little job and you still get to be fucked dumb over his cock whenever you felt like it. Pretending to be an inexperienced dancer to spend time with him was the perfect front.

You weren’t at all a noob. Definitely not a professional like he was but you could do a little one, two when necessary. He knew that and that’s part of what made the little tiny bomb in his brain tick when you “messed up”.

When the end result it this?? How could you complain. It’s probably your best idea yet.

Even now that he’s don’t being rough with you he trails sweet kisses from the base of your neck up to your cheeks while he rubs your belly. Mumbling praises and promises of making you a mother one day. He had a breeding kink obviously but so did you. It’s hot.

As he slips out of you, you both watch his cum drip from your cunt down your legs. “Mmh I should help you clean up huh? Can’t walk out of here with cum stained sweats, I don’t need people knowing what’s happening” he mumbles into your neck.

“It would definitely be nice. I hate sitting in cum. Your car seats are cloth by the way try not to forget” you remind him. Without a word he spins you around, drops to his knees and throws one of your legs over his shoulder.

With a feline like gaze he looks you in the eye and states “I don’t give a fuck about those seats and you know it. I just wanted an excuse to eat you out” before devouring your sensitive pussy.

It’s times like this that you’re thankful he makes you go to the gym with him. Core strength is vital for your survival.

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It’s been a while but I’m itching to write something… my mind is devoid of ideas tho so if anyone has any requests feel free to leave them in the notes 😊

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Wrote my first fic in a while… it is stray kids(the kpop group for muggles who don’t know XD)… it is very intense… even i was sweating so please read at your own risk.

‼️ TW: threesome ,wax play, overstimulation

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The only thing that would make chan leave the studio is the sound of you fucking someone else.

He was working late one night cleaning up a track when he heard his phone ringing. Looking over he saw it was a call from you. “aww shes worried about me.” When he answers your call, all that he hears on the other line is the sound of your voice. Breathless and begging. “Please! Felix I cant- youre gonna make me-“ he heard the sounds of yours and felix’s bodies colliding. He could hear how wet you were for his mate. Your screams. Chan stopped everything he was doing and left the studio so fast he almost got whiplash. On his way back to the flat he kept the call going. He felt so jealous that felix was able to have you but he couldn’t. His dick was throbbing so much it was starting to hurt. Your begging had him breaking traffic laws. He needed to get to you. When he finally parked in the driveway, he sprinted to Felix’s room. The door was already open. They knew you would run over. Evil. He would enjoy punishing you both.

You were on top of Felix, your waist moving back and forth, your tits in his tiny hands spilling through his fingers. Chan was overstimulated. The sounds you were making on the phone were one thing but now seeing you riding his friend with your head thrown back whimpering- he’d had enough.

You had no idea Chan was in the room. All you knew was the feeling of Felix’s length and seed inside you. The room smelled like sex, and it was intoxicating. You came four times already and while you were on your way to you fifth release of the night you were pulled off felix. “You thought you could call me and I wouldn’t come running to you? Didn’t I say you weren’t allowed to cum until after the album dropped?” Your stomach dropped. When did Chris get here?! You didn’t remember calling him. All you did was give Felix your phone when he said he wanted to make a movie. Oh god…Felix called him…but when?! Was it while he was eating you out? Or maybe it was when he had you in doggystyle and you were begging him to let you cum.

“Kneel” that was all he said, and you didn’t have to look at him to know he was pissed. He told you that when teasers for rockstar started, you weren’t allowed to cum until the album released. He wanted to tease you like he did STAY. He thought it was fun, but you couldn’t handle it anymore. You saw Felix come out of his room sweating and breathless after practicing choreo on his own for an hour and you dragged him back to his room. You were so sexually frustrated that just sucking him off made your clit jump with excitement.

“I said kneel.” The growl that came from him had you obeying so fast. You could feel the leftovers of Lix’s cum running down your leg as you kneeled in front of Chris. When you got to the floor, you were eye level with his hard on. You looked up at him and the grin on his face made your stomach twist. “Take it out princess” you obeyed. Chris was wearing his usual black sweats. The tent in them prominent and twitching. You wanted nothing more than to taste him, have him inside in any way he could come up with.

“Felix get the candles from my room.” Even though your back was to him, you could hear how quickly he moved off the bed. As you watched him run past you, Chris grabbed you by the chin and made you look up at him. “Eyes on me baby. Now take it out” you didn’t hesitate any longer and yanked his pants down with his boxers. You were immediately greeted by his dick hard and dripping with precum. You were so close it was just barely touching your lips. You unconsciously leaned forward and felt hands in your hair pulling you back. “I didn’t say you could taste yet.” Oh this was going to kill you. “just look at me” you forced yourself to drag your eyes away from the single drop of precum that was threatening to fall on your lips and looked up at the man that held you in place. It was like you could feel the hunger behind his eyes as he looked down at you. Felix walked back in with two red candles and a lighter. His excitement very visible as he came in dick solid and jumping. He set the candles on the counter and lit them both.

“Lix, sit on the bed, hands behind your back. Don’t you dare touch yourself” You were stunned. You’ve never had another person in the room when you were with Chris. He moved your head so you were back to staring at his dick again. “Open” you enthusiastically obeyed his command and kept eye contact with him as he slowly dragged the tip of his length down your tongue. You could see his struggle to control himself. You knew how bad he wanted to fuck your throat. You wanted him to be rough with you so you decided in that moment that you were going to be a brat.

Fuck.

That’s the only thing he could think about as you took him in fully. He’d told you that you weren’t allowed to cum until the newest drop for his own sanity, but little did you know, he was torturing himself as well. He would watch you leave a room and he’d get hard just by seeing your hips sway. Whenever you leaned over and he’d catch glimpse of your cleavage he could feel himself twitch in his pants. While you weren’t allowed to cum, he’s been getting himself off to everything about you. He was expecting you to be a good girl for him tonight, but you made it clear that wasn’t happening, and he was ready to punish you accordingly. Chris looked up at Felix and noticed his eyes were trained on you. He enjoyed seeing Felix struggle. Not being able to touch himself as you sucked him off. You moaned as you pulled back and ran your tongue up the tip and that’s when his body gave up on holding back. He felt himself go rigid and forced your head down his length. You had his thighs in a death grip, he could hear your surprise as streams of cum went down your throat.

“You better swallow every drop” Chris pulled your head away from him fully to see your face. He noticed your effort to swallow but he knew it was too much for you and a small stream of cum leaked from the corner of your mouth. “What did I say? Hm?” He could drown in your mouth all night if he let himself, but he had candles burning for you and his little sunshine who was now squirming on the bed just waiting to be touched. Chris could bet all his money that if you breathed near Felix right now, he would burst.

“Sit on the bed next to felix, princess” You stood from your spot on the floor and moved to the bed taking the same pose as Felix. Sitting at the edge with your hands behind your back. However you were in better condition than Felix was. You didn’t notice when you were walking to the bed, but now that you were sitting next to him you could see him shaking. He had only came twice when it was just the two of you and you knew he needed to cum again but not being able to touch himself had driven him to full body tremors, but once you saw Chris pick up the candles you started shaking as well. “Lay down and close your eyes, both of you” Felix was breathing heavily at this point. You followed his orders and laid on your back. You could hear Chris walking up to you but you never felt him. You did feel Felix twitch next to you and you heard his whimpering. God you wanted to feel what he was feeling. You wanted to know if he had hot wax dripping down his body or if Chris was just toying with him. “Hyung, please I need it”

“how bad do you need it Boki?” You felt your clit jump again. A pool of your own wetness mixed in with what was left over from Felix was developing under your ass. You wanted to watch him with Felix but you knew there was a red candle burning and waiting for you. That’s when Felix let out a shriek. He was convulsing now. Chris was chuckling at how easily Felix broke. All he did lick him up, base to tip. There were streams of cum flying from Felix and you could feel droplets of it on your face and tits and stomach.You even opened your mouth hoping some would land inside. Chris thought you looked so good with Lix’s seed all over you desperate for some to end up on your tongue. He was so proud of his cute little cum slut that he took a picture to send to you later. Thats when you felt it.

Heat.

Scalding.

Dripping.

Heat.

Heat so intense your back arched off the bed, but the heat only stopped for a moment. You wished it would come back. You were so focused on the feeling of being covered in cum, you had forgotten about the candle. Then you felt it again, but this time, lower. Chris was dripping wax down your body starting from your sensitive nipples and ending at the apex of your belly button. There was no staying still. You were a complete mess covered in sweat cum and wax and you just wanted him to fuck you til the world ended. You were screaming in pain and pleasure at the feeling of hot wax drying on your skin and a set of hands roaming your body. Your nipples hardening in between fingers and being pulled felt like heaven, but with your eyes closed, you didnt know who was torturing your senses. Both Chris and Felix were working your body into fits, but neither was near your pussy, and that was the true purpose of this.

You needed something. Anything. Fingers, a tongue, one or both of their dicks. It didnt matter, You were desperate and so close to the edge, anything could make you tip over. Chris knew exactly what you needed, but he wasnt willing to give it to you so easily. Not yet. He wanted to watch you struggle. He loved the sight of you bucking your hips in need. This was your punishment. You didnt wait so he wouldnt give you what you wanted. He would tease and torture, but never fuck you.Chris silently instructed Felix to get onto the bed and turn your head to the side facing him while Chris got on his knees at the end of the bed right where your legs were spread open. “Open your mouth for Felix, baby” He said as he placed his hands right at the back of your knees and brought them to your chest. He held you in that position, and Felix shoved his length down your throat. Felix threw his head back and moaned, drowning in the feeling of your warm mouth around his cock. You loved worshiping his cock with your tongue and hollowing your cheeks to make it tighter for him. Felix was pushing your head closer and closer to his base till the tip of dick was at the back of your throat and his balls were slapping against your cheek. You relished in how rough he was being with you, but you needed more. Then Chris blew on your clit. You tried to buck your hips but he was holding you down by the back of your thighs with his arm. He dragged his tongue up your slit so slowly you cried out, but your begging was muffled by the cock making its home in your mouth. You needed more.

Two fingers entered you, and a tongue flicked your clit making you scream again. You heard him laugh “You should’ve waited’ He flicked your clit a second time. The stimulation making you whimper. You knew you were soaking wet. Your pussy was glistening in the low light of the room and Chris was ready to feast. His fingers were dripping with your juices as he pumped them in and out. He added a third finger and fully enclosed your clit in his mouth. Your reaction made his dick twitch in excitement. He would let Felix take care of that later. You pulled back from Felix’s dick and shrieked. Your hips were an uncontrollable beast, to the point that Felix had to move to the top of your head and keep your knees at your chest. With his new positioning his dick was now fully hard over your face. Precum and some saliva dripping on your lips and chin. You took his cock in your hand and started stroking him while he watched Chris eat you out. You could feel his tongue circling your clit and his fingers pumping in and out bringing you closer and closer to release.

Your body was in overdrive and your pussy was squeezing his fingers so tight he could barely move them anymore. You were so close. You couldn’t even focus on stroking Felix anymore. Your back came off the bed the tension in your stomach has built up to a peak. You couldnt take it. You felt the muscles in your pussy spasm around Chris’s fingers and you squirted all over his face. You couldn’t hear anything anymore. Your eyes were wide open, but you couldnt see. All you could do was feel. It was like your senses had short circuited completely. You felt Chris dip his tongue in your entrance and you squirted again. He was going to overstimulate your pussy until you couldn’t move.

“Chris- please I can’t take it”

“Yes you can, baby. You always do so well for me”

“Oh my-” a sharp inhale and then he pulled out his tongue and sucked harshly on your clit, grazing his teeth against the hood. You screamed again and unconsciously grabbed the back of his head pressing his face deeper in your wetness. You were going to break. You felt spurts of cum on your face and you knew Felix was jacking himself off to your release. Chris pulled away from your pussy and you looked down at him only to find he was standing and his cock was ready and at attention, but he wasn’t putting it in you. No, he was stroking himself to the sight in front of him with his phone in his free hand. The flash was on.

You were sprawled out on the bed covered in dried red wax from the candles and Felix’s seed on your stomach, tits, and face. “You did so well, my love.”

“Please Chris, I want you to fuck me”

“Awww thats not happening, baby girl. No, youre gonna take my cum like the good slut you are” He started stroking faster and you got up on your hands and knees just how he liked it, mouth wide open and tongue out ready to take his cum for the second time that night. You felt Lix’s hand on your ass, his thumb dangerously close to your opening. He spread your pussy lips open and thats when you felt him cum inside you. He just barely had the tip of his cock inside you and he was squirting more and more of his seed into you until you could feel some dripping down to your clit and then on the sheets. The shock of feeling just the tip of his dick in you was enough to make you cum again and then Chris finally finished in your mouth.

Your energy was so spent that your arms couldnt hold you up anymore. You put your face in the sheets and had your ass up in the air. Felix took the opportunity to slap his dick against your cum covered pussy and got up off of the bed. You heard two sets of steps walk away from you and a towel thrown on your back.

“Clean up, and join me in the shower when youre ready baby.” you heard chris say and felt a kiss on the top of your head. You had no more energy to even speak so you just hummed in acknowledgement and sat up to clean the cum off your face.

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Lubed 😈

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His local announced a Marvel movie marathon yesterday and Felix is dragging his boyfriend to go see it. Not that Chris doesn’t enjoy superhero movies as well but he really wanted to spend a quiet night in with his boyfriend.

The theater isn’t as packed as he expected but tits good. They get there a good 15 minutes before previews start to get snacks and find a good spot to settle in. They settle for two corner seats all the way at the top to one end of the theater.

They brought a good sized fuzzy blanket to be comfortable for the hours they’d be there but also because Felix gets cold easily.

Movie 1: Iron Man

They’ve gone through their first bucket of refillable popcorn and half their drinks. So far it’s nice. The other movie goers are peaceful and enjoying the movie in silence safe for the sounds of munching and quirks of laughter here and there.

Felix is enthralled, Christopher is behaving… barely

Before the start of movie two They take turns using the bathroom and Chris gets them a refill on their popcorn and drink. He also gets some Twizzlers (Felix’s favorite candy) while he’s at it.

Movie 2: The Incredible Hulk

Felix expected more people to show up at some point but it seems as though not many others have joined them. In their row is only another couple at the other end of the theater.

This theater is newly remodeled so every two seats is slightly conjoined like couple chairs. This gives Felix the opportunity to snuggle up to his boyfriend while enjoying the movies.

Felix is enchanted.

Christopher is getting antsy.

He’s not sure how much longer he can go with touching his boyfriend. He’s tried his hardest to focus on the movies but Felix just looks so cute to him. He’s cuddled up to him with his head tucked under Chris’s chin. Blindly shoving popcorn into his mouth with his beautiful eyes locked on the screen.

Christopher is hard in his sweats. He shouldn’t be, he knows this. But he is. All he can think about his pleasing his boyfriend.

Halfway through the movie Christopher’s restraint becomes nonexistent.

He swiftly removes Felix from his position under his chin and leans into him. Felix thinks he’s just getting comfortable and changing positions.

He is, but for an entirely different reason. Chris then snuggles into Felix’s neck and starts kissing. Meanwhile his hand starts kneading at his cock.

This catches his attention. “What are you doing Channie?” Felix whispers with eyes still on the screen. Chris kisses up to his ear and lies “m’just tryna make sure your warm enough baby. Can’t I do that for my boyfriend?”

Felix’s cock is betraying him in his sweats. Cock twitching with interest his eyes finally leave the screen to look at his boyfriend. When their eyes lock Felix finds pools of lust staring at him.

Chris licks his lips before capturing the youngers heart shaped mouth with his own. Shocked but moving on autopilot Felix opens up for him immediately groaning into the kiss.

While distracted Chris quickly sneaks his hand into Felix’s sweats and starts rubbing him dry. He swipes the beads of pre-cum from his tip and spreads it along his length. It garners little relief but still the sensation makes Felix gasp.

Chris pulls away hand still wrapped around Lix’s now fully hard cock and looks him dead in the eye. “Go ahead and watch your movie baby I’ll take care of you. But you have to be quiet.”

Mission impossible, they both know, Felix was quite vocal in bed (something they loved). Felix nods slowly turning back to the screen to continue his movie. Christopher was insane for this, they could get caught and kicked out or worse they could get arrested.

Too late now. Felix was horny and craved relief.

Moments later his boyfriend’s hand ghosts his cock and he here’s crinkling sounds coming from beside him. The hand returns and oh, it’s wet this time?

Of course his boyfriend has lube. He planned this for sure. He wants to laugh because Chris is quite literally insane but it’s difficult to do when his cock is being stroked in a movie theater.

He jumps slightly at the feeling of lips on his neck again, “Doing so good for me baby. I know its hard to keep that pretty mouth shut but I’m so proud of you.” Felix clenches his fists in response. Chris disappears again but this time his head falls to his lap.

On instinct Felix’s hand shoots to his hair and pulls a little. They make eye contact briefly and with a silent promise Channie continues.

He inhales quickly with closed eyes and head thrown back a little. He can’t help the small whimper that leaves his throat at the feeling of his cock down his boyfriend’s throat.

Already worked up simply from the thrill of possibly being caught has him close. Christopher fucks him good but he also sucks dick like a pro. They’ve been together long enough for them to know their way around each other’s bodies. They know exactly what to do to make the other lose their mind.

No more than 3 minutes later Felix is choking on a high whine as he cums down his boyfriend’s throat. The grip on his hair makes Chris moan a bit around his cock which causes Felix to moan louder than he should have. Luckily Hulk is smashing right now.

Chris pulls off Felix’s softening cock and swallows his load looking dead in his eyes. He goes back to suck the rest of the mess off him and then places him back into his sweats.

Chris grabs his jaw and kisses him one last time making sure Felix can taste himself on his tongue. Pulling away he looks in his eyes and promises “when we get a house I promise I’m going to build a theatre in it so I can fuck you like I want to.”

Three years later they’re Married. Christopher keeps his promise, he always does. He’s fucked Felix all over that in home theater. Hell, all over that god damned property.

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MIRROR

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The sex life you shared with your husband was far from boring. No matter how long yall had been together, the sex just got better and better. It helps that he was secure enough within himself to relinquish control to you from time to time. You had no problem with his Dom side and you loved his Sub side just as much.

When you walked into your bedroom that day you were surprised to see two new mirrors being installed. One on your sealing right above the bed, and another that seems to be retractable in front of your bed. You weren’t sure how safe that would be but you trusted your husband.

You’re once again thankful for the trust you had in your husband in this very moment. You’re both Naked in the bed, his back to your naked chest while in between your legs.

“Look at you!! A mess for me already huh?” You whisper in his ear. “Mmhmmm” he whines “feels s’good.” You nibble on his ear lobe and place wet kisses along his neck.

You’ve challenged him and told him he couldn’t cum until you did so now his fingering guy blindly with his non dominant hand. It’s a shame for you that your husband’s so good at everything because even with his weak hand you’re drawing near your peak.

“You wanna cum baby?” You tease stoking his hot cock. “Yesss” he chokes out “wanna cum so bad. Gotta make you feel good first mmmh”.

You encourage him by twisting one of his nipples with your free hand and swiping beads of pre-cum from his slit with your thumb. “Mmh fuck “ he responds with incredibly effective thrusts.

“I’m gonna come baby you’re doing so good for me” you assure. “S’good baby? Am I doing okay? “He whines.

With crooked fingers at your spot you clench around him coating his fingers in your cum. Shocked by the way your hand also squeezes him; his head falls back onto your shoulder and he spills ropes of his seed over your fist.

Through your haze you ride each other’s orgasms out and engage in a weak sloppy kiss.

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Something About CT

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There’s something about cuddle time that makes Christopher horny. You’re not exactly sure why because it’s a rather innocent form of intimacy, especially when watching a movie. Yet you knew that he finds most innocent activities a little stimulating. That just speaks to how wholesome he is.

It happens in the middle of one of his favorite movies and that surprises you only because he doesn’t play about his movie. He’ll put you in a gag to keep you quiet before he lets you or anyone else ruin that time for him. He must have been going through withdrawals. This is his first full day home In a few weeks, having nothing but quickies in the shower and quick passing greetings at odd hours. He missed you and plans to show you just how much.

He goes from sitting by your side and holding your hand to placing wet kisses against your neck in a matter of seconds. You giggle with shock because honestly it tickles but it feels good too. He knows all the spots to kiss to make you weak in the knees. Right above your collar bone, right under your jaw, behind your ear and it’s working.

“Channie baby stop your missing your movie” you moan with a faux pout. No response, he keeps sucking beautiful love bruises into your pretty neck and gripping your thigh, inching closer to where you secretly want him most.

“Please baby”

kiss

“ I missed you”

bite

“I just want to make you feel good can I please do that for you queen?” He whines while inching he’s hands into your boxers (which you stole from him because you love taking his clothes. He loves seeing you in them anyway).

You can feel the heat from his hand hovering over your honey pot. He won’t touch unless you tell him too but you’re trying to hold on to the small amount of restraint you have left.

Did I mention it was small?

He’s working you down fast with the way he’s whimpering pleads into the side of your neck. Leaving wet hungry indents along the way.

“Please mommy?” He whines, and with a bite to a very sensitive spot on your neck you break. With a gasp and gush of your slick he takes you in a hungry kiss. Finally getting what he so desperately wants his fingers drop to your wet cunt and abuse your throbbing clit immediately.

“Fuck mommy you’re so wet and ready for me huh? I’m gonna make you feel so fucking good.” He promises against your lips.

He movers fast, not seeing the purpose of wasting unnecessary time. In a flash he’s off the couch and between your legs. He rips the boxers off and pulls you to the edge of the couch by your thighs.

Not even bothering to make eye contact with you his hungry gaze is trained on your glistening pussy. Before he can get any further you grab a couch cushion or two and put them behind your back for comfort. You knew this wouldn’t take long but you hated unnecessary back pain.

He hooks his arms under your thighs and kisses his way up your thighs leaving pretty marks in his wake. He loves to mark you up and you love it even more.

Once he gets to his most prized possession you throw your head back with a broken sob as he dives in hungrily. He moans into your cunt making you shiver a bit at the sensation.

“Mmm fuck baby missed you s’much” he mumbles. Breathing is quickly becoming a voluntary function with the way he’s making love to your pussy. Your hand flys to his curly locs and tugs slightly, just the way you know will drive him crazy.

It does. He nibbles at your clit playfully and dips his tongue between your folds. He then brings his right hand up to rub your clit and gather some slick before pushing in with his middle finger. He works the 19.5 cm digit into your same cunt in slow strokes as he laps at your sensitive bud a few times before inserting his pointer as well.

“Mmmmh baby I’m so close. Fuck!” You announce with a high pitched whine. “You gonna cum all over my face baby? Make a mess for me?” He hums into your cunt.

“Fuck yesss!!” You wine into him with an arched back. Just before you reach your peak he lifts your leg with his unoccupied hand up to your chest to offer a bit more access.

He twists his fingers in a few more times before curling them right into your g spot. “Cum for me mommy” he demands softly and just like that, you do.

Your mouth falls open and your eyes roll back with your orgasm. Not a sound can be made with the way you feel. Ears ringing as he brings your down from your high on his tongue. You feel him moan into your pussy and the strength of it slightly sends you into overstimulation.

You can only assume that means he came too. Channie likes to please. He could normally hold back until after he’s thoroughly fucked you but when he’s like this he gets off simply by the thought of you feeling good.

He makes his way up to your lips after cleaning up your mess with his mouth, leaving sweet soft kisses along the way.

You entangle yourself with a sweet kiss. Chris making sure he tongue fucks your mouth so you can taste yourself. You wrap your legs around him and moan into his mouth while inching your hand down to his boxers.

“Did I make you feel good baby?” He mumbles against your neck. “Yes baby you made me feel so fucking good, ” You giggle softly. “ But you came before I could return the favor” you whine with a pout.

He responds after placing butterfly kisses all over your face “ You feeling good was enough for me baby.”

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INTRODUCING ME 🫶🏾

Hi Hi!! My name is Love, I’m bisexual and use she/her pronouns. I’m new to tumblr and sorta new to fic writing but also not really lol. I’ve been reading and writing fics for years but I’m pretty new to my current genre of interest.

Most of my current works are either y/n / OC x Skz or ship content 🤗

The fic world is a lot more diverse than it use to be and so is the realm of sexuality!! So as I explore and evolve so will my writing 😌

Also, most of my work is conjured from random thoughts that pop into my head throughout my day so if it seems messy and all over the place then that is why 😅

I do accept requests but for now only on concepts I am privy to.

As far as ships go I don’t prefer any more than the other and I do plan to eventually write them all lol.

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Im definitely in the market for a beta reader to help with more serious works From time to time so if you’re willing to assist be my guest 😌

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I look forward to this journey with you beautiful humans!! Please be kind to me 🖤

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Yongbok

Felix is needy!! He doesn’t like showing it because likes being good for you so he’s patient. Brutally patient. He normally lets you come to him but when you don’t he’ll wait until he can’t hold back anymore. Until he’s painfully hard and leaking in his boxers.

Felix comes to you in the early ours of the morning one day because he hasn’t touched you in almost a week and his hand wasn’t cutting it anymore. You’d been a bit busy with the other members and you’d neglected the poor kitty. He gently shaky you awake and it takes a minute but it’s working so he doesn’t mind waiting a little longer. You’d told him that when it’s bad like this you didn’t mind if he just took you while you were sleep cuz you’d wake up eventually but he’s a gentle so he refuses each time. He also really enjoys how reactive you are when fully awake.

As horny as he is he refuses to get off without making you feel good first because it turns him on when you’re wet and whiny for him. He could have come to you at any point during the day prior because truth be told he’d been struggling all day. But he likes when you’re just woken because like Chris you sleep naked. Pussy normally wet and waiting for him.

True to his pleasure kink you turn over onto your back for him because you know what’s coming. Predictable but nevertheless full of pleasure. You place both feet on the mattress and spread your legs awaiting his wet tongue. He dives in sloppy, eager, hungry for your honey pot.

French kissing life into your wet pussy like his life depends on it. Your back arches immediately as he slips two of his cute short fingers in to your wetness. He hums into your pussy because you taste so good to him. Your juices sweet and a little sour because realistically pussy taste a little sour but he loves it. He hits your sweet spot just in time bringing you to your first orgasm of the morning.

He helps you ride it out on his tongue cleaning up his mess. He untangles the hand you unconsciously had gripped in his blond locs this whole time and crawl us up to you to kiss you sweetly. You moan into each other as he prepares to take his fill.

You gasp into his mouth as he pushes into you slowly but completely. One leg over his shoulder he starts with slow long strokes until he finds a good pace. He’s horny asf but since it’s been a while he’s trying to make it last. Who knows the next time he’ll get to have you like this. It’s comeback season so they’ll be busy

The dancer in him always shows itself when he takes you like this. Rolling his hips into you in addicting manner.

You’re both close but you know he likes to finish with you so your switch positions. Hands on his chest you begin to ride him slow making sure to clench on every incline because you know it pushes him over the edge.

Of course it does and now your finishing together. Somehow he made his way up so that he’s breathing heavily into your neck gripping your waist firmly with his final strokes. Overwhelmed by your orgasm you fall into each others lips kissing passionately.

You slowly remove yourself from his cock but he doesn’t let you go far though. He’s a softy and he likes to cuddle after sex. You lay down wrapped up in one another and drift to sleep.

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SIR KIM

Seungmin was serious when he told STAY not to go to other idols concerts. He’s selfish and he wants what’s his to remain only his. He was also talking to you in particular. For you it translates to “don’t look at/for other men”. The only other men he’s willing to share you with are his members and even that’s a stretch for him. He doesn’t like watching you fuck the others, he doesn’t like letting the others watch him fuck you and he rarely ever fucks you with the others.

You don’t mind though because he treats you well. He doesn’t tell you that you can’t fuck the others, he understands the groups dynamics. But when it’s his turn you’re all his.

You all went out one day on a casual stroll to the park and you might have given a second glance to someone on the street. A little too much of a glance for Seungmins liking. You had no idea he’d been watching you, everyone was caught up in their own conversation so you thought you were off the hook. Seungmin started plotting at that very moment.

“Pick a member” he demands. You were confused but you chose anyway. That was earlier today. Now you were locked inside Seungmins room with I.n’s head between your legs as he attacked your pussy. Seungmin is slitting in a chair in the corner of his room watching.

“Eyes on me! If you lose eye contact with me at any point I promise you’ll regret it” he says in an even tone that sends shivers down your already sensitive spine.

Jeongin brings you to your peak for the first time that night on his fingers and scarily skillful tongue. Minnie demands that you ride him next keeping your eyes locked on him as you do it.

Jeongin lays down with his hard veiny cock twitching and leaking against his stomach. He’s aware that he’s being used for whatever sick game Seungmin was playing but he gets his dick wet so he won’t complain.

You straddle the maknae and slide down his shaft with a gasp. Jeongin is quite big and this position allows him to fill you up well. You begin to ride his cock while staring into Seungmins soul as requested. You’re not sure why this is happening but at the moment you can’t bare to complain.

“Look at you. A filthy whore riding another man’s cock. You know I hate to see you like this princess so why would you make me do this? Hmm” he questions condescendingly. You can’t bother to reply with how turned on you are right now so all you can spare is a moan.

“Do you think that man could fuck you like we do? Like I do? If he was here right now instead of us do you think he’d fill you up like we do?”

“Fuck no” you moan breathlessly. You quicken your pace because you’re close and you’re hoping he’ll let you cum soon.

“No one will ever fuck you like we do. No one will ever love you like we do. Nobody knows your body the way we do. So the next time you think about or look at another man remember this okay princess?”

“Mmh yes Minnie fuck!! I’m sorry can I cum please Minnie please!!” You beg on Jeongins cock. You can’t even bother to ride him anymore your mind is hazy. Jeongin knows this and takes control by planting his feet to the bed and is now fucking up into you.

“That’s not my name baby. You know my name”

“Sir Kim please!!! Fuck me!! Please can I cum Sir Kim please” you babble all coherent thoughts gone from your mind.

“Good girl. I’m sure you’ve learned your lesson. Go ahead and cum on his cock like the whore you are” he grants.

That’s all it takes to push you over the edge. You know you fucked up but you were so fucked out you couldn’t keep your eyes open a second longer. I.N cums in you not too long after with a stifled moan due to the tight grip your pulsing wet pussy has on his cock. You collapse on his chest spent and breathless but I.N just holds you giving soft kisses to your sweaty forehead.

Through the fog of your brain you hear Seungmin rise from his seat and walk toward the bed. You can barely open your eyes but you try anyways. As you look up you lock eyes with him to find he looks disappointed.

Shit..

“You might have learned one lesson princess but it seems I’ll have to teach you another. Clean this mess up and get out” he demands softly before exiting his room.

You fell light laughter rumbling from the maknae chest and you question him. “You made him mad again” he laughs “only you can make the puppy act like this.”

“Shut up!!” You chuckle slightly smacking his chest playfully.

Kim Seungmin was a juxtaposition. The persona he shared with his fans was so different from that of his bedroom personality. You loved them both honestly.

Tired and spent from whatever the hell just happened you figure if he’s already pissed off you might as well defy him a little more. So you do. You fall asleep right in his bed on Jeongins chest with his softened cock still buried inside you.

You shouldn’t have done that.