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♡ You're sick and tired of living the good girl life. In other words, you just want to get laid, and who better to help than your two best friends?

⤑ word count: 15.3k ⤑ genre: non-idol!au, smut, f2l, mutual pining (if you squint) ⤑ pairing: changbin x reader x lee know ⤑ warnings: explicit sexual content [unprotected intercourse (protection is 🔑), threesome, oral (m. and f. receiving), rimming (f. receiving), squirting, spitting, a lot of dirty talk, use of 'good girl' & 'slut', hints of corruption kink] ⤑ rating: 18+ ⤑ masterlist ♡ part two ⤑ a/n: a huge thanks to @joyfulhopelox for putting up me with me going on about this story and minbin for days and for beta reading it, thank you for everything!

“What’s gotten into you tonight?” Changbin asks as you sit on his lap and lean back into his chest, allowing him to wrap his arms around you. You’re at his place during one of their famous pre-drinking parties, and there’s a bunch of people around you.

Your friend rests his chin on your shoulder and looks at you with concern written all over his handsome face, but you just laugh.

“I mean it,” Changbin now lowers his voice so he can whisper at you and he realizes he has a great view of your chest, something he shouldn’t be taking advantage of. Still, his eyes fly down and he can’t help but notice how your breasts seem to be popping out of your shirt. “You’ve been flirting with men all night.”

“Maybe I just want to have some fun,” you shrug and gently pat your friend’s cheek.

You know exactly what Changbin means by that—you have been acting a bit slutty tonight, not that there’s anything wrong with that. But, it’s just not you, and your friend knows it.

However, he doesn’t know that you feel fed up with being the goody-two-shoes of your friend group and always missing out on the good stuff. You aren’t adventurous, you don’t experiment, and you don’t have fun sex. In fact, you don’t have sex at all. Why? Because you keep waiting for the perfect guy to come along and that’s just not going to happen.

Tonight, you’ve decided to change that, and what better way than to attend Changbin and Minho’s party? They have a bunch of good-looking friends and you are single and, clearly, desperately ready to mingle. If you don’t find a guy here, you won’t find him anywhere.

“With these guys?” Changbin practically hisses at you, showing just how much he hates the idea. Yeah, they’re his friends, but that’s exactly why he doesn’t want you to do anything with them.

First of all, if you fuck any of these guys, he and Minho will have to hear about it in detail, and they don’t really want to. Not because they’re not desperately attracted to you, but because they don’t want someone to disrespect you in front of them. If Changbin hears any of his friends talk about you like you’re a piece of meat, especially after sleeping with you, they won’t be friends any longer, and he just doesn’t want that kind of drama. Besides, he doesn’t want to hear how someone fucked you and what exactly they did with you.

Changbin knows Minho feels the same way because they’re men and they’ve talked about this. You’re their friend, sure, and they always protect you. If creepy guys are around you, they’re there to protect you. If you’re dating a sketchy guy, Changbin threatens him and the guy usually fucks off because his plan is ruined. Changbin also knows both he and Minho would never turn down the chance to sleep with you, but if they did, it wouldn’t be sex they would brag about to other people. No, it would be a secret they’d take to the grave if needed.

“They’re your friends,” you shrug and lean back on his shoulder, while Changbin’s chin is still on yours, and you feel his breath on your chest. It’s right then that the idea of just fucking him hits you. Why not? He’s single. He’s really hot. Best of all, he treats you with respect and isn’t a player or a creep. In other words, you won’t be ashamed of sleeping with him. So, you decide to tease. “You don’t want me to fuck your friends?”

“I don’t like hearing you talk that way,” Changbin says with a scoff, trying hard not to look down at your boobs because he’ll really want to touch them. “You don’t just fuck people.”

“Maybe I want to,” you pat his cheek again. “I’ll ask again: you don’t want me to fuck any of your friends?”

“No,” Changbin admits, hoping you’ll respect his wishes. Minho would feel the same way if he could hear this conversation, but he was in the kitchen, sneaking glances your way, Changbin noticed earlier. “These guys aren’t right for that. They’re not… Serious. I don’t want you to fuck someone who’ll brag to us about it tomorrow.”

“Would you?” You ask an innocent question, but it makes Changbin’s breath hitch in his throat.

“Would I what?” He doesn’t want to jump to conclusions, so he lets you explain yourself. This also buys him enough time to stop thinking about fucking you, so his dick can stop getting hard right under your ass.

However, you fuck with his plan from the start by moving your head to the side, your nose grazing his ear as you whisper to him, and it’s like you’re whispering right against his dick. “If you fuck me tonight, are you going to tell everyone about it tomorrow?”

Changbin knows you can feel his dick harden under you and it’s embarrassing, to say the least, but it’s the last thing on his mind. His cheeks feel like they’re burning and he’s sure you can see how his confident facade falls through in a second. “I,” he starts, but his voice cracks, so he clears his throat before speaking up again, “I, uh, I would never do that.”

“Fine, then let’s do it,” you say and roll your hips once, but enough for Changbin to feel pressure against his cock, which makes it go fully hard. What are you trying to do?

“We… “ he’s at a loss for words, and that doesn’t happen often. His hands fly down to your hips as soon as you try to roll them again, and Changbin realizes he has to be the voice of reason here. “Stop doing that.”

“Why?” You pout at him, and Changbin feels like he should just throw you on the other sofa and run away. “I can tell you’re enjoying it.”

“That’s why,” he scoffs and shakes his head before looking around. “Did you forget where we are?”

“We’re at your place,” you say with a shrug and lightly pat his cheek again. “Oh, your face is so warm, Binnie… Are you embarrassed?”

“Stop it right now,” he lowers his voice to show you he’s serious about this. “People will notice.”

“You want me to get up?” You suggest with cocked eyebrows, knowing that there’s no way he’ll let you leave. “So everyone sees your boner for me?”

Changbin knows you’ve won. He can’t afford that right now because he’s wearing tight jeans and he can’t hide his raging erection with anything, there’s no cushions or shirt or anything he can throw on his lap until it goes away. Minho would never let him hear the end of it. “Don’t get up.”

“Okay, I won’t,” you chuckle and slide your ass even further down his lap until you’re literally sitting on his dick.

However, no one bats an eye. You three always get handsy when you’re drunk—one of you is always hugging the others and telling them how much they love them, so this is nothing strange. Besides, you’ve kissed each of them a time or two, stopping the kiss before it got too heated. It exclusively happened when you were drunk and single, and it was never discussed after.

To anyone watching from the side, it looks like you two are drunk and cuddling, mostly because they don’t know about the boner you’re sitting on or the things you’re saying to Changbin. He does a great job at hiding stuff and not letting his emotions be read from his face.

“But anyway,” you start again, and Changbin knows you’re not just going to let it go. “Other than the fact that we’re not somewhere more private, what’s stopping us?”

“Minho,” Changbin thinks he’s found the perfect response.

It’s always been the three of you, ever since you met each other. Yeah, you sometimes do things alone with Minho or Changbin, sure, but everyone’s always invited. If you and Changbin fuck but don’t tell Minho or leave him out of it, things could get weird between the three of you, and Changbin’s sure you’re not about to risk that friendship for some dick. Besides, what about your friendship?

“He can join too,” you chirp at Changbin while his brain short circuits. He can? What?

“Ah, wait, what?” He asks before he can even consider your proposition. You want to have a threesome. You? With the two of them? “Really! What’s happening with you?”

“Binnie,” you swiftly turn your body to the side, ass still in his lap, and wrap your arm around his shoulders. “I’m sick and tired of being good. I want to have fun, and I mean it. And there’s no guy I trust more than you two, even though you’re two annoying idiots most of the time.”

This was supposed to make him laugh, he knows, but Changbin can’t process the idea that you’re actually asking him to fuck you and have Minho join in too. You? Their perfect friend who everyone wanted to bang but never could? The girl who turned guys down as soon as they did a thing wrong? Changbin and Minho always called you a born-again virgin because of how rarely you had sex, so hearing you say this was hard to believe.

“I don’t get where it’s coming from,” he admits once again, hoping you’d explain, and you do.

“All my friends are having sex and enjoying it. I have to hear about how great it is to come from this position and that position or how fucking awesome it is to get your pussy and ass eaten,” you keep going, but Changbin’s brain stops for a second because he’s never in a million years thought he’d get to hear you say something as dirty as that, “or how they squirt and get fucked well whenever they want. Meanwhile, I have to watch porn and use a vibrator. I mean, it works, but it’s not the real deal, and I miss the feeling. You know, having another person touch you and all that? That’s why I want this. And if you don’t want me to do this with one of your friends, I want you and Minho. If you want, of course. If not, just pretend this never happened.”

With that, you turn around and you’re once again in the original position, seated on his thighs, ass on his lap, back against Changbin’s chest as you look straight ahead at the four guys playing beer pong. The silence is killing him too, but he has to process everything you’ve told him. If anyone understood you about how much it sucked to not be getting laid, it was him. Changbin hasn’t dated anyone in a long while, and one-night stands somehow never worked out in his favor. He also wanted to get laid and have fun, but it just wasn’t happening.

Should he do it?

“So, you want me and Minho to make you come from different positions,” he starts whispering in your ear and sees you get goosebumps at his words as he stares down your shirt shamelessly this time. After all, why not? You just told him some nasty stuff. “Then, you want us to eat both your ass and pussy and make you squirt? Anything else?”

“That’s about it,” you shrug, as if his words don’t affect you, but you’re rubbing your thighs together and Changbin almost busts a nut when he realizes you’re getting wet because of him. Him, Seo Changbin! Karma is real.

“Okay,” he agrees without even consulting Minho. What’s there to consult on? Minho would jump at the opportunity to get his face between your legs. He’s said so himself one time, years ago, and Changbin told him to stop even thinking about it because you were friends. “When everyone leaves, we’ll stay.”

Minho would say yes too, Changbin knows after catching your friend staring at you once again. That time when the two of them got drunk and talked about women and sex and everything in between, Minho admitted to Changbin that he can keep his hands to himself when it comes to you, but that he keeps thinking about eating you out.

It’s not about me fucking or anything, I don’t even have to get my dick wet, he explained, I just want to eat her out for hours, man. That’s why Changbin is sure Minho is saying yes to this. Pussy and ass? Minho will be in heaven in a couple of hours.

“Sure,” you lean back into his chest and let him wrap his arms around you again, and you stay like that, enjoying his warmth around you while the rest of the people in the apartment go on having fun.

Minho instantly realizes there’s something fishy going on with you and Changbin. The three of you are close, but not so close that you’d straight up sit on his dick like that. Maybe Minho’s a bit of a pervert for thinking that, or he’s seeing only what he’d like to see, but you never sit on Changbin that way and Minho’s sure he’s seen you roll your hips once or twice.

Clearly, you’re trying to get a reaction out of your friend by doing this, and Minho doesn’t get the point. Are you and Changbin fucking behind his back? The thought kind of stings, not because he doesn’t want you both to be happy, but because he’s not in on it. Minho would like to get a taste of you too if it’s being offered. And if you two are a thing, he’d like to at least know about it.

Changbin wants to fuck you, of course. So does Minho. But, they talked about it already and decided they’re never going to make a move first. You’re their friend, they should respect you, and not look at you that way, and they’ve really tried their best not to.

Still, Minho has to rub one out after you go clubbing together and you dance on him like a slut. Of course, you only dance that way with him because you trust Minho—you’d never rub your ass or try to twerk on some other guy on the dancefloor like that, but since he’s your friend, you do it without thinking twice about it. You know he’s not going to try to touch you or get anything from you. But, when he gets home, he hops into the shower and jerks off for a minute tops, as it’s really easy to make himself come once he’s felt you so close.

Changbin does the same, and Minho knows it. You three often work out together and while Minho focuses on crossfit classes, you and Changbin lift weights and do a lot of exercises which include Changbin’s hands on you to help you figure it out. Changbin always—and Minho means always—jerks off in the bathroom stall of the gym when you’re there. If you don’t show up that day, Changbin skips his quick jerk-off session, and Minho knows why, but he’d never address it.

What they do when you’re not around is no one’s business, that’s what the two roommates have agreed on. However, you’re around now and Changbin’s letting you rub yourself against him, which makes Minho wonder what the hell’s going on.

Instead of worrying about it, Minho makes his way over to the two of you and crouches between your legs, letting his elbows rest on your thighs as he looks up at you. He’s never been one to beat around the bush and overthink, so he goes straight for the kill. “What are you two doing, whispering all alone?”

“Our friend here has some crazy ideas,” Changbin informs Minho without actually giving out any information, so he turns to you for an explanation.

“Changbin doesn’t agree with my New Year’s decision,” you glare at the culprit before turning your attention to Minho and cupping his cheek.

“New Year’s decision now?” Minho chuckles, knowing New Year’s is a month away. Are you both that wasted already? “And what would that be?”

“Get laid,” you whisper without blinking and Minho’s mouth drops open in surprise. That’s your resolution? It’s not like you can’t get laid. He knows at least ten guys who’d drop everything to fuck you, and he’s not even being generous. Of course, him and Changbin included.

“With one of these guys,” Changbin points out, and Minho understands why he’s upset. First of all, if you were already so bent on fucking someone, why one of these idiots? They’re their friends and all, but not exactly the perfect sex partners. What’s a guy who only fucks when drunk going to give you exactly? “Or with the two of us.”

Now, that’s something that immediately gets Minho’s attention so he scoots over closer and squeezes your thighs. “Hm… Binnie and me? Fuck you? Why now?”

“She’s tired of being good,” Changbin gives him the short version, and you immediately react, knowing it would sound stupid when he said it like that, but Minho’s already smirking.

“It’s not just that,” you whisper at him so he leans in until his face is between yours and Changbin’s. “It’s not about being good. I just want to get laid and have a good time. And who better than you two?”

Minho pulls away with a smug look on his face and nods as if it’s the best idea he’s ever heard, so Changbin feels relieved. At least he’s not the only horny bastard around here.

“But that’s not all you said you want,” Changbin teases and looks at you and then Minho. “She wants different positions, pussy an—”

“Stop,” you gently smack his thigh, but Changbin wraps his hands around you tighter, stopping you from moving, and continues.

“Well, if you want us to fuck you, I have to know what you want,” Minho’s the voice of reason once again, and you hate him for it.

When you said these things to Changbin, it felt easier because you weren’t looking at each other and you were just naming random things you remembered. But now that you were with the two of them and they outnumbered you, you felt kind of shy about saying these things, but you still wanted them.

“Anyway, pussy and ass eaten, and squirting,” Changbin finishes with a smirk and then releases his grip on you. “That's it?”

“We can do this,” Minho pats your thighs and nods at Changbin, surprising you both. “If we all promise nothing changes between us.”

“Nothing changes,” you say in all seriousness, and Changbin joins in saying the same thing.

“Okay,” the oldest nods with a chuckle. “I’m so tempted to tell everyone to get the fuck out of the apartment this instant, but we’ll be good hosts and let them have fun. When they leave, we’re on.”

And once they finally leave and you three have a shot and a shower, you’re naked in Minho’s room—it’s way tidier than Changbin’s. Well, you’re not exactly naked, Minho’s robe is wrapped around your body while the two of them don’t have anything on, and you realize this is it. You’re either going through with this or not.

As if they can sense your nervousness, they surround you. Minho hugs you from behind, nuzzling his head in the crook of your neck and giving it a gentle peck, while Changbin approaches you from the front and cups the cheek that’s not pressed against Minho’s head.

“Once again, for the fiftieth time, are you sure about this?” He asks and rubs your cheek with his thumb, trying to get you to relax. It’s not exactly easy to get naked in front of two friends, and Changbin knows it well, so he doesn’t want you to feel that way too.

“Yes,” you answer without having to think twice—their touches are just so soothing that you know it will be alright. “Just a bit nervous.”

“She has a big mouth but when it’s time to play, it’s like the cat’s got her tongue,” Minho teases before kissing your neck again and you love feeling his tongue prodding at the soft spot below your ear.

You hate to agree with him, but you do anyway, “Something like that, yes.”

“That’s okay,” Minho chuckles against your neck and pats your hips. “If you change your mind at any point during this, say ‘stop’ and we’re stopping the whole thing, okay? Both of us are stopping if you say it. It doesn’t matter what we’re doing and how long we’ve been doing it, okay?”

“Okay,” you nod and look at Changbin’s face, trusting the two completely. They have never said or done anything you didn’t want and have always treated you with total respect. “That goes for both of you too.”

Two minutes later, Changbin’s tongue is in your mouth and his hands on your waist, over the robe, while Minho’s gently pulling it off your shoulders and planting kisses along your collarbone.

Once the robe slips down and reveals your breasts, Minho’s hands fly to them immediately, giving them gentle squeezes as he moans into your skin, his erection pressing into your back. God, he’s so hard already, and you can’t wait to feel him, so you do exactly that.

“Fuck,” Minho watches in awe as one of your hands sneaks behind and grabs his cock, giving it a firm squeeze, and he grunts loudly, not expecting you to make a move that soon.

At the same time, you’re also touching Changbin’s cock and he moans into your mouth, happy to finally feel some kind of pressure on his dick, even though he’s tugged at it a time or two under the shower, unable to leave it be.

Before you know it, the robe’s on the floor and the two of them are standing in front of you, exchanging glances while you stand there at the foot of the bed.

“What first?” Minho mumbles at Changbin.

“Pussy,” Changbin responds with a grin, and the fact that they’re both lazily tugging at their cocks while they’re talking about it makes the whole thing much better, so you lie down on the bed and continue watching them, enjoying the view.

“But ass?” Minho cocks his head to the side, and you can tell he’s going through a dilemma, which almost makes you cackle. Of course he’d be worrying about this, of all things. “Maybe at the same time?”

“Mhm,” Changbin hums as if he’s just realized that’s a good idea. “That might be good.”

“I want to kiss too,” you inform them, which makes both their heads turn in your direction as if they’ve just realized you’re there.

“You’re left, I’m right,” Changbin says as he walks to the other side of the bed and gives Minho a knowing glance. “Once we meet down there, we’ll agree.”

Minho nods and gets on the bed on the other side of you, quickly moving in to kiss you and that’s where it all starts.

You’ve had sex before, clearly, but never with someone you cared about. It’s not that you’re in love with either one of your best friends by any means, but you do care about them and you want them to feel good, and they feel the same way about you.

You can tell they’d do anything to please you, so you know you can just ask for what you want, which makes this experience a lot better than any other you’ve had before. Besides, both of them are a lot more experienced than you at this, so they can teach you a thing or two.

While Minho’s busy tonguing your mouth and groping your breast, giving your nipple a harsh tug here and there, which gets you going even more, Changbin’s playing with your neck and ear, and that’s just driving you wild. His tongue moves so fast, leaving a wet trail behind, and your pussy’s already aching for them.

“Mhm, fuck,” you mumble into the kiss and move away from Minho just to pull Changbin in closer and shove your tongue in his mouth.

He loves the feeling of you taking control, even though your naked body is squeezed in between theirs and you are powerless in this situation. Changbin practically drools at the thought of what they’re going to be able to do to you and how you’ll just be a good girl and take it.

“Getting wet already?” He’s feeling a bit frisky so he asks, but when you hum in response and lower your hand to reward his dick with a hard squeeze, Changbin realizes you’re just as horny as both guys you’re about to fuck.

Minho chuckles from the side as he plays with your breast and takes the nipple in his mouth, teasing it by wrapping his tongue around it, but the sound dies in his throat the second you touch his cock.

You give them both two slow tugs before running your thumb against the underside of their tips and then over their holes, which makes them both groan. Clearly, they weren’t expecting you to do any work tonight, you think and laugh, but they’re grunting because it’s a dream come true.

“Let’s find out,” Minho mumbles as he moves away from your nipple enough to speak. A second later, he starts sucking it into his mouth, which makes you arch your back.

The two exchange smirks and their hands fly down to your thighs, which they spread as their mouths wrap around your nipples, your hands still tugging at their cocks. They both moan and groan into your skin as their fingers inch in on your crotch until their fingers meet and Changbin chooses to touch your clit while Minho opts for dragging two fingers against your slit.

Having two mouths and two pairs of hands on you feels heavenly, to say the least. The boys have decided to prop your legs up using one hand each, while the other is attached to your crotch. Changbin nibbles on your boob and starts flicking your clit lightly, surprised by how engorged and hard it already is, which can only mean one thing—you’re so fucking ready for them.

Minho is gently biting your nipple while his fingers move up and down your slit. He’s more than elated to feel just how wet you are and he can’t resist easing two fingers into you, which instantly makes you buck your hips into their hands.

Changbin chuckles and flicks your clit even harder this time, “You’re really that ready already?”

“Just listen,” Minho tells him and starts moving his fingers in and out fast, so fast all you can hear are loud sounds of his fingers in your wet cunt. “Hungry pussy.”

“Shut up,” you scoff at Minho, which makes him raise both eyebrows and stop moving his hand. If you think you can be bratty around him just because you’re his friend, you’re wrong, and Minho will show you.

“You sure?” he asks with a smirk, which makes Changbin laugh loudly and smack your clit hard. That, in turn, makes you buck your hips towards him, the pressure too much to handle. “Want me to go on?”

“Yes,” you swallow the lump in your throat and nod, wanting them both to continue. You’re already brimming with pleasure and they are barely touching you, so you can only imagine what will happen once they continue.

They both know what they’re doing, that much is clear from the way their hands are touching you. Changbin’s applying just enough pressure to make your eyes roll to the back of your head, but at the same time, it’s not too much. His touch is bearable but leaves you wanting more and more.

Minho fingers you like he’s been inside of you a million times—it’s not just straightened fingers, in and out. He takes his time, curls his fingers, and plays with you, setting up a pace that makes you tighten your walls around him.

Minho and Changbin exchange glances again and they slowly kiss their way down your stomach to your crotch, leaving a trail of saliva behind, and their touches turn you on so much more than you’d imagined. Your body twists and turns as you feel their lips move over your stomach, down your belly, stopping right above your pussy as they look at each other.

“Same?” Changbin asks and Minho just nods. You have no idea what they’re talking about and what these codes mean, but at that point, you don’t really care—you trust the two to please you.

The very next second, they’re making their way between your legs, lying down next to each other, each of them wrapping an arm around your thigh and pulling you in closer. Now, the sight of having one guy’s face in your pussy, staring at it in awe, is enough to get you going, but having two guys look at you like that? It’s sublime, so you can’t look away. In fact, you want to see more of it, so you prop yourself up on your elbows and enjoy the view.

“Pretty,” Minho is the first to speak, eyes glued to your wet slit. It’s hard for him to focus on your face when he finally has you right where he wants you—legs open for him. “Ready to eat.”

“Gorgeous,” Changbin compliments you next, and you’re surprised to find him looking at your face as he says that. When you smile at him, he leans in to plant a wet, slow kiss on your inner thigh, and that instantly makes you grunt because you want him badly. “So cute and wet for us.”

Minho dives in first, wrapping his lips around your clit and sucking it in while looking up at you. He’s done this many times before, but never with you, so Minho wants to look at you to gauge your reactions. Not everyone likes the same stuff, and he’s here to do what you like. Minho’s tongue sends shivers of pleasure all the way down to your toes, so you moan and focus on the feeling he’s giving you.

Minho, however, is not happy with that. He wants to make a mess out of you. After all, he’s been dreaming of this, of having his mouth between your pretty thighs, of shoving his face between your legs and not stopping until you cum on his face and beg for him to fuck you, and now is his chance. Clearly, he isn’t using it well if you are managing to keep your voice down.

So, Minho brings out the big guns and quickly sucks his way down your slit to your entrance and slithers his tongue inside you, starting to move it in and out quickly, knowing it won’t be enough, knowing it would make you want more. Of course, it does. His tongue does feel great, but it’s nowhere near hard enough, and you want something like that inside of you, so you moan for him, and he hums against your lips in response before moving back up to your clit to tease it with the tip of his tongue.

Minho moves away, licking his lips while giving you a smug smirk, the type that gives off just how confident he is in his skills, and with good reason. “Tasty, too.”

Changbin sees this as the perfect opportunity to turn you on even more so he leans in and sucks on your clit, playing with it. When you start groaning, he flattens his tongue and starts moving it so fast against your clit that it makes you try to press your thighs closer together. The pressure is becoming too much to handle, but their hands stop you from moving your thighs. You feel like you’re about to explode already.

Changbin eats pussy like he’s making out with it, and he’s great at making your legs shake. You feel his tongue everywhere—inside of you, on your pussy, around the clit, all over your slit. He gets every spot wet and sucks like his life depends on it, moaning into it while he’s sucking, which makes you feel hot and wanted, and it messes with your head.

This is your sweet adorable friend Changbin, the one who pretends to be all tough and carefree, but is a big softie who loves cuddling while watching movies—but only when Minho’s not around to see and mock it. How he knows to give head this well is beyond you, but you can’t even focus on all those things when he’s making you feel so fucking good.

Minho steps in again, gently shoving Changbin to the side to get a taste of you again, and you immediately spot the differences. Minho, as opposed to his younger friend, eats pussy like a savage. He’s rough when he does it, grunting against your skin, moving away to spit on it, spreading his saliva around with his palm, and then pressing your clit with it fast, like he’s trying to rub off a stain, all of which makes you grunt and moan his name while Changbin watches your face in awe.

It’s time for Minho to move to the side, which he does by kissing his way from your pussy to your inner thigh, and Changbin quickly leans in again, determined to make you moan his name. When he sucks on your clit, Changbin feels you buck your hips in an effort to get away from his mouth, so he stops.

“Too much?” Changbin cocks both eyebrows up and can’t believe how incredibly lucky he is today. He gets you to ask you this question while his mouth is hovering over your juicy cunt, which seems so ready to take all of him and Minho at once.

“Just keep going,” you nod, eyes glued to Changbin’s as he moves his mouth down to your clit and starts licking it hard.

You’re so focused on the way your stomach is clenching with each lick that you completely forget that Minho is there until he starts peppering kisses along your inner thigh, which once again makes you arch your back just because of the contrast in their touches—Changbin is going hard and fast, not letting you rest, and Minho’s lips are gentle and slow. “Fuck, please, fuck!”

Minho looks up at you with a devilish grin on his face, clearly enjoying the fact that you’re already falling apart and they’ve just started playing with you. “Phase two?”

When he asks that, Changbin moves away with a couple of quick nods, and you don’t understand them once again. Does it matter, though? Looking at the two naked men in front of you as they nod at each other before turning their attention to you again is a sight to behold, so you take it all in.

“Lie down,” Changbin tells you, suddenly sounding so serious and stern, and you want them to fuck you right then and there, both at the same time, somehow. That’s all you can think about as you see them kneeling, backs straight as they look down at you, both of them naked with rock-hard dicks, staring at your spread legs.

Once your back is down on the bed, Minho makes his way to your side and grins at you while grabbing both your legs and pushing them into your chest, leaving you totally exposed to Changbin, who’s licking his lips as he stares at you all spread out for him, folded, looking ready to suck his cock right in.

“We’ll switch later,” Minho informs Changbin, which stirs the latter from his thoughts.

“Oh sure, we have time,” Changbin pats him on the shoulder before practically throwing himself down on the bed.

First, he gives your clit a couple of long licks before sucking his way down to your entrance where he pauses just to tongue your hole a couple of times to get you to moan. The position makes you feel completely vulnerable, even more so because Minho’s hovering above you, his left hand on the back of your left thigh, right on your right thigh, pushing them into your torso, making it impossible for you to move.

Minho looks down at you and winks before leaning in himself and attaching his mouth to your clit, which instantly makes you grunt. You thought you’d already had the best of them and you loved it, but this? This takes the cake.

You’ll never feel something as hot as having one mouth on your clit and another on your pussy, both men moaning into your skin as they suck in your juices, slurping, making noises that make your toes curl.

“Fuck,” you grunt and grab a fistful of the bedsheet with one hand while the other one grabs Minho’s ass, which he enjoys, judging by the chuckle that leaves his mouth against your slit. “That feels so fucking good.”

Hearing you swear and sound so fucked out already makes Minho’s cock twitch against your thigh and he loves that he can apply at least some kind of pressure to the spot by leaning into you. It’s not your mouth or pussy, but it will do for now. It’s about you tonight, anyway.

“You feel fucking good,” Changbin is quick to respond, moving his lips away from your entrance for just a second before diving right back in. He still can’t really believe he is getting to do this. “Amazing.”

“She said ass too,” Minho reminds your friend, which makes Changbin stop and hum in agreement.

“Still want that?” You realize Changbin’s asking you that question, so you open your eyes again and focus on responding.

“Yes, if you do?” You sound unsure because you are.

You listed that as an example of what your friends were telling you. At that point, you’ve heard a lot of stories about butt play and it all sounded fantastic, but you only wanted it if both of them agreed.

They both chuckle and the next thing you know, Changbin’s tongue is pressed against your asshole, rubbing against it hard, just like it did your clit minutes ago. At the same time, Minho's moving down to your slit, so he can run his tongue between your folds, around your clit, and down the folds to your entrance.

The only thing you can do is moan in pleasure over and over again while digging your fingers deeper into Minho’s supple cheek, trying hard not to buck your hips into their faces and hurt them in some way. The fact that they’re both moaning while doing this turns you on in itself, but feeling Minho’s erection pressing into your thigh does it for you. You can only guess, but you hope Changbin’s hard too, and you can’t wait for them to use you.

That’s exactly how you feel at that moment, like a toy that should be used and that wants to be used by both of them, however they like. That’s how good they make you feel with their tongues and the sounds they make and the touches they give you. Besides, you’re still lying there with your thighs pushing into you, Minho practically resting on them, while his face is attached to your slit, licking and sucking teasingly.

“Fuck, you’re good,” Changbin says when he pulls away to spit on your hole.

Minho moves away from your pussy slightly, just to giggle. “Tasty, too?”

“Oh, you bet,” Changbin grins before spitting on your ass again and sucking it all up in one quick motion.

You clench unintentionally, suddenly wanting to get fucked in all holes, even though you’ve never tried that. You know you can’t do it, but the fact that these two could even get you to think about it is a true testament to how much you’re attracted to them, and you’re not sure when it happened.

Of course, they’ve always been the two hottest guys you know, but since you became friends, it was hard to look at Changbin and Minho like men. They were your pals, your buddies, the guys who talked to you about their girl or sex problems, the guys who could stay the night without it seeming strange, the guys you could cuddle with whenever you wanted. Okay, it was also true that you got turned on by them sometimes, but that was normal, right?

Who wouldn’t get turned on by dancing with Minho and feeling his erection against their ass? Everyone would, which makes it better. He moves his hips perfectly and is brimming with confidence whenever he’s partying, so you can’t stay immune to him, even if he’s just a friend.

Also, who wouldn’t want to kiss Minho in the Uber on the way home and dream about sucking him off in the back of the car? It always stops at a kiss, though. Sometimes, you’re just in the mood to kiss and your extremely attractive, foul-mouthed friend is in the same predicament as you, so you do it.

The same thing applies to Changbin. You can’t even count the number of times you fell asleep watching movies in his arms and woke up to his erection pressing against your ass and lower back, instantly making you wish he’d just pull your pants down and stick it in.

Whenever Changbin gives you a piggyback ride, you feel how hard and muscular his body is, and you imagine licking it from time to time, like a real horny slut, which you think is okay as long as it doesn’t get in the way of your friendship. You don’t act on it, except the occasional kiss or two you exchange with Changbin when you cuddle.

Still, not even your wildest fantasies included this—Minho’s mouth sucking you dry while Changbin’s tongue probes around your asshole, bringing you the type of pleasure you never even knew existed, both of them moaning, hands grabbing whatever piece of flesh they can get to.

“So fucking tasty,” Changbin mumbles and leans in even more, his mouth covering the entire region while Minho moves back up to play with your clit.

“Right?” he agrees before giving your slit a light spank, but harsh enough to make you hiss at him. It stings but in a good way, and you want more of it. “Hm, you like this, huh?”

With that, Minho smacks your slit a couple of more times before soothing it with his lips, his hand then moving down to grab and squeeze your ass cheek, the feeling making both of you moan. The tension that’s been building up inside of you threatens to burst and you warn them by beginning to moan loudly and grabbing onto the sheets, which makes both of your friends go in on you even harder and faster, keen on getting you to come.

The fact that they’re both grunting into your crotch because of the sounds you’re making and how you’re twisting your body, just makes the whole experience even better. You feel like your skin’s on fire and something’s about to explode in your lower belly, your walls pulsating around nothing.

It doesn’t take them long to achieve their goal and leave you a shaking, screaming, blubbering mess that can only say fuck and their names while you try to breathe through it and calm down. Minho and Changbin are still going in on you, tongues probing around holes as both of them clench hard and then release and repeat.

“Please, just a second,” you beg as you struggle to take a deep breath, overwhelmed by the orgasm that rushed through your entire body and took you out for a couple of seconds. You want more, but you can’t handle it right away.

As soon as they hear the tone of your voice, your friends stop with the licking. Minho mumbles something practically inaudible to Changbin, who nods, and they slowly move away from you. Minho is careful to hold your thighs in place as he gets up on his knees again and looks at you from above with a grin on his face.

You can’t help but notice how hard he is, so you reach out and squeeze him hard, which makes him hiss and bite into his lower lip. “Soon,” he nods at you with a smirk. “First this.”

You nod and watch them swap places, which brings Changbin on your other side, and your hand instantly flies to his ass so you can squeeze and smack it. This makes him chuckle as he takes over the task of holding onto your thighs and making sure they’re pushed back as far as they can go.

“Good?” Changbin looks down at you, his leaking erection rubbing against your thigh, which makes him rub against you just once to ease the tension.

At the same time, Minho wants to taste all of you and he’s already splayed over the bed, hands on the upper back of your thighs, tongue poking out to circle the rim of your ass. When he feels you clenching, he goes all in and starts alternating between sucking and licking. “Mhm,” he hums more to himself. “So fucking good and ready for me.”

It feels amazing and you need to feel something on or, even better, in your pussy, but you also want to kiss Changbin and thank him, so you motion for him to lean in, which he immediately does.

“What is it?” Changbin asks with a chuckle as he leans in enough to almost touch your lips with his. Then, he lowers his voice and you can read his expression easily—he’s worried about you, as always. “Everything okay? Want something different?”

“It’s the best thing I’ve tried,” you whisper back and jut your head out enough to kiss him.

Without thinking about it, Changbin eagerly kisses back, slipping his tongue inside your mouth the first chance he gets. Your juices are all over his mouth, but neither one of you cares about it, not when you’re that turned on. In fact, you find it hot.

“Better than before?” Changbin pulls away to ask, desperate to hear he’s made you feel good. Changbin’s not stupid—you’ve had sex before, and you’ve enjoyed it. He’s heard about the guys you’ve dated, even met some of them, and while Changbin’s sure you didn’t sleep with all of them, he knows you’ve had some. The point is, he really wants to know he stands out.

“First time,” you admit, enjoying the way his eyes widen at your unexpected admission. Even though you’ve asked for rimming, you don’t have any experience with it. The same goes for threesomes.

“First?” Changbin can’t hide his chuckle as he gives your ass a slight smack, happy to be the first something in your book, even though firsts are stupid and don’t mean a thing. He can pretend he means something, at least for tonight. “Great then. Want me to lick you?”

You shake your head as a no and grunt, knowing you’re too sensitive for a mouth on your clit. “Fingers, please.”

Changbin is ready to give you everything you want, so his fingers immediately find your slit and he slips two in without warning, making you moan and buck your hips into his palm. The feeling of having his fingers between your walls while Minho’s tongue’s pleasuring your ass in a way you never thought was possible is too much, so you have to moan and grunt and grab onto Changbin’s body.

The second your fingers find and mark his body with scratches, Changbin goes wild.

“You want it that bad, huh?” he asks you as he starts moving his fingers in and out of you so fast you can’t even swear or say either of their names. “You can have it.”

All that leaves your mouth are shallow breaths accompanied by raspy moaning, your fingers finding Changbin’s cock and wrapping around it, starting to pull his skin back. Feeling your touch on his dick makes him move even faster as he’s eager to feel you in any way he can, and your hand is more than enough.

“Kiss me,” you plead, looking at him with doe-eyes, all sweaty and worked up. Changbin really wishes he could lean in and kiss you again, feel that tongue of yours on his, but he’s keeping you in place and fingering you, and, sadly, he can’t pull off kissing you without sacrificing one of these two actions.

As if he can understand the problem, Minho pats your thighs and moves his hands up their length until he reaches the back of your knees, where he stops and grabs them tight.

“Move,” he tells Changbin before diving right back in, this time into your pussy, lapping at it to taste more of your juices which are making his head spin at this point.

Minho’s cock’s never been harder in his life, and he’s sure of that. He’s been hard ever since you first told him you wanted to fuck the two of them, and it’s been a long time since then, yet it isn’t going away. Hearing you moan when Changbin kisses you and grabs your tits turns Minho on even more, and he has a suggestion of his own.

“Suck him off,” Minho tells you from between your legs and you swirl your tongue around Chanbgin’s mouth once more before pulling away and nodding.

“Yes, yes,” you say, out of breath, and look up at Changbin, who thinks his heart is about to give out. Is his cock really going to be in your mouth in the next couple of seconds? Fuck, yes. “Come here, Binnie, I want to taste you.”

A second later, his tip is between your lips as you look at him all innocent, and he almost busts right then and there. There’s just something about getting to fuck good girls that turns him on, and you’re the best out of all good girls he knows.

Changbin doesn’t have sex as much as Minho, clearly, but it’s because he prefers to get to know the girls he fucks. Minho doesn’t find that necessary—if they’re down, they’re down. So, Changbin somehow always ends up with shy girls who take a while to open up, but when they do, they let him have a lot of fun, just like you’re doing right now, except this is what dreams are made of, literally.

When you hum around his cock and take more of it in, Changbin feels like he’s about to explode, so he focuses on playing with your boobs instead, pinching your nipples before playfully smacking them, loving the way they jiggle right after. What he doesn’t expect is for you to grab his ass with one hand and balls with the other and squeeze, light enough not to cause pain, but hard enough to cause sweet, sweet pressure that makes him get even harder.

“Can I put it in?” Minho huffs all of a sudden, unable to go on any longer without feeling something on his cock.

He looks up at you and spreads your thighs instead of keeping them pressed against your chest just to find you nodding at him with a mouth full of Changbin’s cock, and how he wishes that was his cock instead! But, his is in for an even better ride.

You’ve discussed all of it before showering—you’re on birth control and you trust them enough not to use condoms, and with good reason. They both get tested on campus even though they usually do use condoms, you can never be too careful. So, everyone’s clean and no one’s getting pregnant, even though you’ll be getting stuffed if Minho gets a say in it.

Encouraged by that idea, he moves towards you until his knees are on either side of your thighs. This way, he can easily smack your crotch with his erection, enjoying the wet sound he hears. You’re wet, he knows, he’s just spent a long time eating both your holes out like you deserve. “Look so pretty, all spread out for me.”

Minho can’t believe you’ve been secretly wishing for something so vanilla instead of just flat-out asking for it, because you could have had this a long time ago. Either way, he’s happy because he gets to be a part of it, which is what’s on his mind right before his tip enters you.

After that, Minho literally can’t think of anything other than how warm and tight you are as he slips inside you completely and buries himself into your walls up to the hilt, hissing loudly when he feels you clench your walls around him. Sadly, you can’t talk to him since you’re too busy sucking Changbin off, but Minho can talk to you two, so that’s exactly what he does.

“Binnie, she’s so fucking tight,” he lets his friend know while staring right at you, enjoying the way your entire body moved when his cock entered you all the way. Besides, he is also kind of getting off on the sight of your pretty lips wrapped around Changbin, swallowing him whole, the sound of saliva and tongue meeting dick so loud in his ears. “I can’t even move, don’t want to blow right away because of how tight you are.”

You haven’t had sex in a long while, so you’re not surprised that Minho feels that way, but you’re sure the feeling will go away soon as you get even more turned on. Changbin chuckles at the statement and wishes he could feel how tight you are for himself, but your mouth feels amazing as well. He never thought he’d get this far with you, so he was appreciating every second of it.

“I know… She sucked my fingers right in earlier,” Changbin admits, the memory of how hot you felt around him earlier making him buck his hips into your face as he’s so fucking eager for you to take all of him in. He wants to ruin you, in a way, but not cause you pain or humiliate you or anything of the sort. No, Changbin wants you both to enjoy it equally. Well, the three of you.

“Yup, hungry pussy sucking everything in,” Minho agrees and starts moving slowly, letting you adjust to his size before he goes to town on you, which you’re sure he will. If someone can move their hips, it’s this guy, and he seems more than ready to do it. “We’ll get to break you in, huh?”

Your pussy tingles with excitement even though Minho’s inside it, hard and big, ready to start thrusting, but it still feels like it’s not enough when you hear him talk that way.

“Fuck you right,” Changbin joins Minho in teasing you and looks down at your face, which is ten times more beautiful with his cock in your mouth and tears in your eyes as you take so much of it in that it hits the back of your throat repeatedly. “Make you come again… Fuck you so good.”

“Fill you full of cum,” Minho adds with a sinister chuckle, and you’re sure he would come inside of you ten times in a row if he could. He’s always given off the good but perverted kind of vibes. “Make you shake?”

When you thought of them as boyfriends, you saw Changbin as the softie who would let his girlfriend get away with everything and give her whatever she needs. You could see him being a bit perverted, but only when he’s fully comfortable and when he’s sure his partner is into it too, so seeing him get so horny that he’s shoving his dick in your mouth surprises you, in a great way. It feels like you’re making Changbin lose control, even if for a while, and the feeling messes with your head. You want him bad.

On the other hand, you think Minho’s always straightforward and straight-up horny around his partners. As his friend, you know he always says what’s on his mind, which is why you know all about the type of porn he watches, the things he wants to do in real life, the things he’s explored, and everything in between. If Minho told you these things, you’re sure all of his partners knew and wanted to try at least some.

“Oh God, yes… Ruin you,” Changbin agrees and pets your face gently, and you’re sure he’d like to come inside you too, but maybe once. He’s the type of guy who’d love to shoot his load down your throat, if you let him, or maybe on your face? You’re not sure, but he said he’d like to ruin you, and shooting cum all over someone sure comes close to that. “You’re always a bit too good of a girl, right?”

You slightly nod and open your mouth for him even more, which Changbin instantly feels as he gets to slide in a bit further.

While you’re admiring the look on Changbin’s face, Minho starts rolling his hips into you slowly and you kick your head back, grunting at the feeling. “Slutty good girl,” he adds as he pulls out just to enter you again, this time fully.

It’s been a while since you’ve done this and their fingers have been inside of you, but they can’t really compare to a real, thick, warm cock that’s also attached to a human being, unlike the vibrator you love so much. Your legs instantly wrap around Minho’s hips and you pull him in harshly, to which he laughs as he almost falls on you.

“Fuck,” Changbin laughs at the scene, realizing how hungry you actually are for dick, and Minho joins in.

Of course, Minho wasn’t expecting you to pull him in that much closer, as if you wanted him to give you every inch he has—not yet anyway—so he is a bit taken aback but in a totally positive way.

So, this is what you’re like in bed, needy and eager to get fucked, obedient, letting them use you however they want. He loves it. “We’ll fuck you all night if you want, don’t worry, we’re not going anywhere… You’ll get it.”

Minho starts to fuck you hard and Changbin’s dick just falls out of your mouth. You can’t suck him well anymore, not when you’re too busy grunting and moaning and trying not to scream because of what Minho’s doing to you. Is this the type of sex people around you have been experiencing? If so, you’re really missing out.

Changbin’s still kneeling by your side, one hand now tangled in your hair, massaging your scalp while he uses the other to tug at his cock. He doesn’t know where to look—your pretty face with mouth open as Minho’s dick makes you moan, or at your crotch to see you take cock so well, even though Minho’s laying it on you like it’s the last time he’s going to do it.

“Does it feel good?” Changbin asks, moving his hand from your hair down to your chin, making your head turn in his direction.

Your eyes are half-closed and you look like you’re already fucked out, and Changbin loves all of it. He wants to see you ruined but he also wants you to enjoy it, and that’s exactly what’s happening right in front of him. Changbin can’t help but run his thumb over your lips and gets the shock of his life when you suck it in your mouth and wrap your tongue around it before giving it a good suck.

Minho’s breath hitches in his throat as he sees this happening but he quickly recovers with a chuckle. “I was right, you are a slut for us,” he chuckles and gets back up on his knees, grabbing hold of both your legs and keeping them up in the air so he can enter you from an angle that helps him hit your cervix.

This happens in a way you didn’t even expect—the angle is perfect, and you can only moan and struggle to breathe in, and do that on repeat as Minho pounds himself into you. You lay there mesmerized by the way he moves his hips, smacking himself into you, giving you every inch of his hard cock, loving the way you try to clench around him and keep him in.

“Ah, fuck, take it,” Minho grunts, hugging your legs and pulling them closer into his chest, moving his hips the fastest he possibly again, enjoying the view of your naked chest and your breasts bouncing with every sharp movement of his.

Changbin’s entranced by the same thing, so he stops touching himself and focuses on your face and chest, loving the way you look so worn out and how your body reacts to a good, hard fuck.

“Good girl,” he tells you, caressing your cheek. “Good slut, maybe? Do you like how Minho’s fucking you?”

“Love it,” you grunt at the use of this nickname and swallow loudly before looking up at Changbin again with that sweet, innocent look in your eyes. “He’s so good.”

“Great! He’s good at it,” he nods happily. Changbin wants you to enjoy all of it and he’s happy to hear that you are.

So is Minho, but he can’t tease you anymore, not when he’s struggling to catch a breath while he pounds into you like there’s no tomorrow. It’s not about stamina—he could go on all night long if needed. No, it’s the fact that he’s getting to fuck you that’s getting to him.

However, you’re the one who decides to tease, taking them both by surprise. “I can’t wait until you fuck me too,” you tell Changbin, slightly pouting, and he knows you’re doing it on purpose. You want to get them both riled up, that’s why you’re saying these things, and he loves them. “Want to feel you too, just like I feel how big Minho is.”

Minho thinks he’s going to come any second now, especially if you keep praising him like that. Yeah, he comes off as a pervert who fucks a lot, but he rarely gets praised. Of course, that’s because he’s usually the one using his dirty mouth to talk about all the things he is doing and about all those things he is about to do, so his partners don’t talk as much. But, hearing you say how much you like his dick is enough to get him all hot and bothered.

“Jesus,” Changbin mutters, just as surprised and happy about this confession as Minho. You want his dick? You want to feel it!? His hand instantly flies to his dick and he starts tugging at it again. “I can’t wait to fuck you, too. Feel you all around me, make you feel good…”

Minho slows down and lets your legs fall to his side so he can change the angle and catch a break. He’s doing it because he wants to keep going, but knows he can’t—not for a long time, anyway. This new position allows you to prop yourself up on your elbows and wink at him, which almost takes him out right then and there.

Then, you become even cockier, and Minho thinks he’s dreaming when he hears you ask, “Hungry pussy is that good?”

They both laugh but they know you’re right—it is that good and they’re acting like they’re possessed. Minho scoffs at your comment and looks away for a second. “Ah, really! You’re getting too cocky for your own good…”

“Acting like a bitch in heat,” Changbin adds and then looks at you, quickly realizing that it’s not the best way to describe you, and he hopes you don’t take offense to it.

The fact that you lean in and open your mouth wide, sticking your tongue out, lets Changbin know that’s exactly what you wanted to hear, so he grabs his dick and smacks your tongue with it, enjoying the sound it makes. “Big enough, huh?”

“I hit the jackpot tonight with you two,” you tell him sincerely because you do mean it. They’re the best sex partners you’ve had and you keep wondering how you’re gonna go on being their friend now that you know how great they are. Changbin hasn’t even fucked you, and he’s already sharing the throne with Minho. “Your dick is perfect, Binnie.”

Minho’s cock leaks precum and he pulls out quickly in fear of coating your walls with cum prematurely, but there’s just something about the way you’ve said the words that made him want to come. Instead of just standing there, he smacks your clit with his cock repeatedly and buys himself some time.

Likewise, Changbin feels like he could come right away—you’ve just said his cock is perfect. It’s something he didn’t know he needed to hear but now won’t be able to forget. The thing is, Changbin knows Minho’s dick is longer, but his is thicker, and he’s not sure which one you prefer. Do you even have a preference or do you just go with whatever the guy pulls out of his pants? Changbin thinks you’re not picky, as long as the guy makes you feel good.

“Why are you being so sweet?” He chuckles at you, shoving himself into your mouth again, which prevents you from responding. The way you slurp around his dick while staring right into his eyes makes him hiss loudly. Fuck, you’re good.

“She wants your dick,” Minho suggests with a smirk, and you nod in agreement, mouth full of cock and all.

In less than a minute, Changbin’s lying down with a bunch of pillows behind his back, practically sitting up so you can sit on him because that’s what he wants. This way, you can also treat Minho nicely, even though it means Changbin won’t see your face.

He forgets all about that worry as you ease yourself on his dick and moan once you are sat on him, every inch of his cock inside of you. You clench hard and look at him over your shoulder and Changbin thinks you look like a goddess. He really has you on his dick and you seem to be loving it, and it’s not a dream.

You’re real and you’re dripping wet, so much that he can feel you on his balls, which you so generously roll around in your palm, making him grunt even more. Is he really going to become a fucked out mess for you right now? If you keep giving him that look while softly riding him, yes.

Minho is now sitting on the bed next to you and Changbin, catching his breath and taking a break. He wants to scoot over and tell you to suck him off, but if you do it, he’ll come, and Minho wants more fun. So, he sits for a while, enjoying the way you’re starting to jump on Changbin’s cock and how your breasts jiggle whenever you do. You’re slowly but surely getting used to the girth and you’re about to show them how well you can take dick.

“Is she riding you well?” Minho asks his friend, already knowing the answer. It’s obvious Changbin’s having the time of his life, he’s not taking his eyes off your face as you stare at him, one hand on his stomach, the other on his balls. This position also gives them both a great view of your ass and boobs, which is more than they could ask for. “You’re moving your hips so well for Binnie, huh?”

“Like a proper slut, fuck!” Changbin says through gritted teeth, already feeling like he has to fight against his orgasm. He can’t blow his load, not now, not right away. Instead, he wants to enjoy the feeling of your tight pussy taking all of him while you struggle to jump up and down, his cock stretching you. “Can’t believe you even know how to—ah!—do this…”

“Me neither,” Minho adds, clearly in the mood to tease you further and make you please Changbin even more. “Such a sweet, cute face like that… Who knew you had such a hungry pussy? And a tight one, at that.”

“Oh, I know she’s tight,” Changbin chuckles to himself. “She’s a good girl, doesn’t put out easily.”

“Mhm,” Minho hums in agreement and reaches out to squeeze your breast. “Really good girl for us… So, where did you learn to take dick like that and ride it?”

“I don’t usually do this,” you admit with a chuckle, looking at one of your friends and then the other, enjoying the way they’re ogling your naked body. “I’m never relaxed enough… No need to worry about that with you two.”

“Exactly,” Minho smacks your breast harshly, but not harsh enough for it to hurt, and you grunt in response. “Is he stretching you good?”

Suddenly, the idea of getting to stretch your ass with his dick comes to mind, and Changbin hisses loudly, which makes you turn to him even more and give him a worried look. “Did I do something?”

“No, baby,” the nickname leaves Changbin’s mouth before he can think about it, but it’s nothing new. He calls you that sometimes when you’re all cute and want to cuddle up to him, and it just slips out since he’s used to it when he’s trying to make you feel good. “Keep going, you’re doing great… Taking all of it like a really good girl.”

“Wish I could take you both,” you glance at him and then at Minho with a devilish grin, and both of them ask themselves where have you been hiding.

The person they’re seeing now is so different from their shy and cute friend they are so used to, but they admire it nonetheless. Minho does because he feels like you’d be just as dirty as him if you two were fuckbuddies. He can only imagine how he’d get to fuck you and how many times, and you’d clearly be down for some nasty stuff.

Minho’s mind starts running wild with all the options—fucking you in public, in bar toilets, in your office once your colleagues leave. He’d get to fuck you everywhere and make a mess out of you. Now he knows for sure that you’re the type of good girl that would walk around with a pussy full of cum after getting fucked like the biggest slut in the bathroom. He knows and loves that about you.

Changbin also imagines how amazing it would be to have you there when he needs you, or when you need him. If he’s being honest, there’s no way he’d ever say no to sex with you, no matter how he’s feeling that day. But, unlike Minho and all the nasty fantasies, he imagines how amazing it would feel to come back home after a long day and get in bed next to you.

You’d let him warm his cock in your pussy and things would happen from there on, he’s sure. He’s too thick for you to stay still when he’s inside of you, even if you’re struggling to ride him because of it, still needing time to adjust. Wouldn’t that be fucking great? Or morning sex and getting to fuck you from behind. In all honesty, plain old missionary probably feels like the best thing ever with a good girl like you.

Funnily enough, you’re imagining the same thing—getting to fuck them when you feel like it, and you wonder if it’s a good idea. It’s hard to think about that when Binnie’s cock is in you and when Minho’s making his way to you on his knees, hands instantly finding your breasts so he can play.

That’s what it would be like with him, constant playing and teasing and fucking on every possible surface and acting like perverts. You can already see Minho asking you to get on your knees and suck him off at a crowded party where you don’t know anyone and, sadly, you can almost see yourself doing it.

Changbin, on the other hand, would never risk that, you know, but he’s also the type of guy who’d fuck you after your workouts. You’re not blind—you notice him get hard when he touches you in the gym and you know it’s something your friend can’t control. If you were fucking, you could give him a hand with it in the locker room.

“Fuck, you’re big,” you mumble at Changbin while Minho’s sucking your nipple into his mouth, grazing it with his teeth. Your hand flies to his hair so you can tug at it and get rough with him.

When you do that, Minho responds by smacking your ass loudly the second you slide up Changbin’s cock, and you love the sting. It makes you hiss and grunt, so Minho does it again, causing you to pull his hair once more, so hard you force him off your nipple, head looking up at you.

“Let me suck you off,” you suggest, and he’s a man who doesn’t need to be told twice. “I want to feel you too.”

You’re enjoying the feeling of Changbin’s dick filling you up just right, even more so since you’re the one controlling the movements. You’re scared of him going too deep and hitting you from the inside too hard, so this is just perfect. You’re setting the pace, controlling everything, and getting Changbin to grunt and moan whenever you decide to roll your hips or smack them down against him extra hard, creating a noise he has only been able to imagine so far.

What makes the whole thing even better is having Minho shove his cock down your throat as soon as he stands above you. As expected, he doesn’t waste time, so he opted for going all in right away. Mostly, it’s because his dick is still hard from fucking you and he needs some sort of relief. Hearing you moan Changbin’s name as you rode him is starting to drive Minho crazy, so stuffing your mouth full of dick seems like a good option.

“Mhm, take it like that,” he watches you with a smirk on his face, eyebrow raised teasingly, hand cupping your cheek as you bob your head and allow him to enter your mouth more and more.

You’re no longer jumping up and down Changbin’s cock because you really can’t concentrate on that and dicksucking at once, so you opt for rolling your hips back and forth, knowing Changbin gets to feel your warmth all around him either way, and he really does.

It’s all Changbin can feel as he watches your body arch as you sit on him, your ass so enticing so he ends up squeezing it and digging his fingers into your hips. You’re no longer moaning his name but only because Minho’s dick is occupying your mouth, and the thought of you taking two dicks at once makes Changbin twitch inside of you.

“God, you feel great,” he lets you know, hoping you know he really does mean it.

As if you’re trying to reward him for saying that, you sneak a hand down between your legs and start playing with his balls again. Since it’s so unexpected, Changbin hisses and bucks his hips up into you, enjoying the way you’re rolling them around in your palm and applying just enough pressure to drive him crazy.

“So hungry for dick,” Minho chuckles but loves seeing it all happening in front of him—his dick in you, Changbin’s dick in you, your hand on Changbin’s nuts. It’s the perfect scene and it’s made even better when you grab hold of his balls too and start giving them the same treatment. “Oh, you’re really treating us nice tonight.”

“Too nice,” Changbin adds from below you, suddenly feeling the urge to throw you down on the bed and fuck you from behind just so he can see your ass smack against his skin and grab your hair and pull your head back. He knows he could make you scream if he fucked you like that. “Giving us everything we want.”

You hum in agreement, sending warm vibrations around Minho’s cock and his hands fly down to your hair so he can tug at it gently. “We’ll give you anything you want,” he says with a warm smile. “You just have to ask.”

You nod but don’t feel the need to stop doing exactly what you’re doing now. Changbin’s big dick is making you feel all sorts of things, and you can’t believe you’re still practically soaking. His balls were wet when you grabbed them and they still are. So are Minho’s, but it’s your saliva that’s wetting them since you’re doing a sloppy job with the blowjob. He seems to love that, though, you can tell by the way he keeps his eyes glued to your face.

“I think this is exactly what she wants,” Changbin’s quick to add and you reward him with a giggle. He’s right, this is everything you want: two guys you trust completely pleasuring you. What else would you need?

“Mhm, she’s enjoying herself,” Minho giggles and starts thrusting, his cock entering your throat before getting pulled out, coated in your saliva. It feels good for both of you, too good.

The movements of his hips are in sharp contrast with his hands, which are holding your head gently and moving strands of hair away from your face. “So pretty, uh, like that,” Minho mumbles at you, “stuffed with cock on both ends.”

The compliment does something for you, and you’re instantly moving your hips faster, which makes Changbin hiss and grab your ass while you take more of Minho’s cock in, almost choking. But, you don’t stop despite that, wanting to make both of them feel as good as you’ve been feeling all night.

“Ah, fuck, just like that,” Changbin instructs from behind you, his fingers desperately clinging onto your hips as he wants you to move even faster. If he’s honest, he wants you to turn around, face him, and then keep jumping until you make him come. “You make me want to never pull out, fuck!”

Suddenly, Minho pulls his dick out of your mouth and kneels in front of you with a chuckle. You’re not expecting him to kiss you, but that’s exactly what he does. At first, he’s gentle, but his tongue is in your mouth not a second later, swirling around. “I’ll come if you keep taking me down your throat so well.”

“God, I’m close too,” Changbin says, sounding more and more fucked out each time he opens his mouth. He can’t help it though, not when your walls are sucking his dick in so well, even though you’re moving slowly. If you moved just a tad faster, he’d blow.

“Can’t come without giving you everything you want,” Minho says and kisses you again, this time sinking his teeth into your bottom lip, which makes you grunt and grab his shoulders.

“Right,” Changbin takes a deep breath before speaking up again, careful not to sound too fucked out. “Lie down.”

You do as instructed and slowly lower yourself onto Changbin’s firm chest, which he uses as a chance to wrap his arms around you and adjust his hips so he can slowly move them and fuck you from below. The warmth of his sweat-covered body pressed against yours makes you feel like you’re on cloud nine, so you just relax and let Changbin take the lead.

“What a sight,” Minho says, in awe of what he’s seeing right in front of him. He’s looking at your pussy while Changbin fucks it slowly, so he leans in to get a better look before looking up at you with a smirk.

Because Changbin’s propped up on two pillows, you’re almost sitting up, so you have a great view of Minho, and seeing him enjoy the sight of you two fucking thrills you even more. “Like what—fuck!—you see?” you try to tease him but fail because Changbin’s doing a great job of thrusting into you.

“You would too if you could see this,” Minho quips as he places both hands on the inside of your thighs and helps you spread them out even more, pushing down on the skin gently, completely entranced by Changbin’s cock entering you.

Minho doesn’t feel that way because he’s never seen something like this up close, not at all. It’s because it’s you and your tight little pussy looking so full with Changbin filling you full of cock.

“Your cunt looks really tight and wet for Changbin… Full of cock. Looks like I couldn’t even fit a finger in, you’re sucking his big dick right up,” he shares his opinion, making you groan in response while Changbin bites down on your shoulder.

He can’t take much more, not if Minho’s going to keep talking about nasty shit like that, shit that will haunt him for years. Will Changbin ever not jerk off to hearing how his dick fills you up nicely? Nope.

“Fuck, Minho,” you stare right into his eyes as Changbin’s making your legs shake. He’s going a lot slower than before, but it makes you feel so good because you feel every inch of him against your walls. “That’s so fucking hot.”

That, paired up with the way Minho’s staring at your crotch is enough to keep you moaning loudly. Then, he decides to start using that dirty mouth of his and you almost faint because of how good he’s making you feel.

“You look so pretty stuffed with cock… So tight, looks like Changbin’s about to split you into two,” he gives out a light chuckle as his gaze flies up to your eyes, for just a second, and he looks so sweet and innocent when he’s smiling like that. You can’t connect the sweet face with the nastiness falling from his pretty lips. “So wet, taking all of him in, fuck… Can’t wait.”

“Sucking me right up, fuck,” Changbin agrees and places a soft kiss on your neck because that’s all he can do. He wishes he could kiss you and grope you and fuck you real hard, but the fun in end in a minute because he wouldn’t be able to contain himself. “Keep taking it for me like a good little slut, will you? I’ll go harder now, give it to you right, huh?”

“Fuck yes, Binnie,” you turn your head to the side so you can kiss him and it’s the hungriest kiss you’ve given someone, consisting of only tongues and helpless sucking as he fucks into you from below at a faster pace, getting you more and more wet with each thrust. “Fuck me!”

“Now you’re going to be a good girl,” Minho pats your thighs gently, “and you’re going to let us know when Changbin hits that spot that makes you feel like you need to pee, okay?”

Changbin knows what he has to do, so he lowers his hands and crosses them over your hips so he can keep you in place while he adjusts again and starts thrusting into you. The first thrust feels good but doesn't reach that spot.

The second one is too deep, too sharp, and it makes you hiss, so Changbin shifts his hips again and tries again. This time, he hits the spot that makes you let out a guttural moan. It’s deep and kind of painful because of how intensely amazing it is. Your moan makes your two friends look at each other knowingly before nodding.

“Now Changbin’s gonna keep hitting that, okay?” Minho asks and continues only after receiving a nod from you. “And if you start feeling like you have to pee, don’t hold it in, hm?”

With that, Minho leans in and attaches his mouth to your clit, which makes you lean back into Changbin’s chest even more and moan loudly, bucking your hips into Minho’s face. You weren’t expecting him to go down on you while a cock was inside of you, but you weren’t about to complain.

“Relax,” Changbin kisses your neck gently and whispers when he senses how tense you are and how you’re moving your hips. “It will fall out if you move like that,” he explains and you nod, moaning all along. You don’t want him to stop fucking you, so you let go. “Let Minho eat your pussy while I fuck you… We want you to squirt all over him, hm… So relax, enjoy it…”

The fact that his hands are wrapped around you, keeping you pressed against his firm body, makes you feel even better. You try to do what Changbin says and relax, spreading your thighs once again, allowing Minho’s nimble tongue to send shivers down your spine. And Minho seems to be loving it. He’s so into sucking your clit and playing with it that it doesn’t seem like he’s breathing.

“Minho, fuck,” your hands fly to his head and you tug at his hair, pushing his face into your crotch even more, and he loves knowing you’re enjoying his tongue that much. “Keep going.”

“Is he good with his tongue?” Changbin teases from the side, teeth sinking into your earlobe before his mouth attaches to your neck hungrily. “Making you feel good?”

“Perfect,” you respond but can barely speak. “So good.”

“Am I hitting the spot?” He asks and then you realize Changbin’s been focusing on hitting that same spot ever since Minho helped him find it.

“You’re doing a great job,” you compliment him and Changbin practically purrs into the crook of your neck, liking your praise a bit too much. “You’re fucking me so well, Binnie…”

Your body on top of him is messing with his head too much already, so hearing that you like what his dick is making you feel makes Changbin’s head spin. Is this bliss? He can’t find a better word to describe the state he’s in. He loves it so much that he doesn’t even care about the way his glutes are cramping because he’s trying to hit the same spot with each thrust.

Your screams get louder and louder, and Minho pulls away an inch or two, enough to look up at you before he spits directly on your clit. Then, he places the bottom of his palm against your clit and starts moving it against your skin fast, so fast you lose your breath and start practically screaming.

If the neighbors can hear, they probably think someone’s being murdered, but the pressure Minho’s applying to your clit feels just too good combined with Changbin hitting that spot.

“Like it, huh?” Minho’s voice sounds raspy now, and his eyes are focused solely on your crotch. “Binnie’s fucking you real good, right?”

“Yes, yes, yes,” you agree, hand flying up so you can now grab Changbin’s hair and tug at it since Minho’s too far away for you to do that. “So good!”

“God, you’re so fucking wet for us,” he snickers now, still rubbing your clit furiously, face distorting in concentration. “Look so pretty stuffed full of cock like this.”

You nod, unable to speak as you feel the pressure rise and a ball of warmth starts seeping from your lower belly. You want to tell Minho you’re coming, but you can’t, so you just release and let go, arching your back and screaming, which Changbin takes as a sign that he should lower his hips and let his cock fall out, even though he’s beginning to feel you pulsating around him, which makes him want to stay inside and come all over your walls.

As soon as he pulls out, it’s like the dam breaks, and you’re spraying liquid all over Minho’s hand and Changbin’s crotch, screaming as Changbin keeps you in place while Minho keeps rubbing your clit until the magic word leaves your mouth.

The second Minho hears ‘stop’, he moves his palm away and pats your thighs gently, rubbing circles into them with his thumbs. You can’t move for a while, let alone speak, as all you can see is white, so you close your eyes and enjoy the way Changbin’s hands are caressing your sides and his mouth is kissing the side of your neck as you try to calm down.

Minho watches your chest heave up and down as you try to catch your breath but your crotch is so much more inviting—your pussy is still a bit spread since Changbin was in it not even a minute ago, and it’s all wet. You, Changbin, Minho’s hand, his thighs, all of it is covered with your slickness, and Minho can’t help but feel proud. It took two of them, but they got you to squirt, and that’s what matters.

His cock is hard and leaking, so he moves in until he’s kneeling between your and Changbin’s legs. “Can I?”

You aren’t sure what Minho’s asking permission for, but you give it to him, as long as he doesn’t touch your throbbing and painful clit. Changbin’s hands are still wrapped tightly around you and they help keep you in place as you feel Minho’s tip entering you.

“Fuck!” Minho mumbles and slides right in, your warmth engulfing him again, and he enjoys the feeling way too much.

So do you, so you spread your legs out wider and let him fuck you until he comes, as you’re sure this is his goal. You love feeling his dick inside of you, even though you’ve just had what was probably the best orgasm of your life. It’s like you can’t get enough, each of them turns you on by just touching you or looking at you, and you never want it to stop.

“Are you gonna come for me?” You ask teasingly, and Minho chuckles but feels like he’s going to blow any second now.

“Mhm,” he hums in agreement and continues with his shallow thrusts, not wanting you to become too sensitive since Changbin has to come, too. Tonight’s all about sharing, he reminds himself. “Can I come inside? Or all over you?”

“Wherever you want,” your words instantly make him release his load, half inside, half outside.

While Minho loves the feeling of coming inside of you and filling you up with cum, he also has to see his cock shooting sperm all over your mound. He’s grunting and moaning, not even caring that you and Changbin can see and hear him fall apart, his eyes glued to your crotch. Minho enjoys the way his cum slowly drips down your pussy, covering it in white.

Then, he leans in and gives your slit a loud smack with his still hard cock before chuckling and patting your thigh. “Binnie’s turn!”

“Oh fuck,” Changbin mumbles from under you, hands still holding you. “Can’t fucking move.”

“You have to come too,” you tell him, turning your head to the side so you can kiss him again, which Changbin gladly accepts. “Let’s just move to the side.”

You do exactly that, and Changbin uses one hand to prop himself up while you lift your right leg and allow him to enter you from the side. Minho’s now sitting on the bottom of the bed, legs spread, breathing heavy, and watching Changbin rub his cock against your slit, covering it in Minho’s cum before entering you, fucking all of his cum right back inside of you, and it makes his throat constricts because it is so dirty and nasty and he loves it.

“Fuck, you’re wet,” Changbin mutters into your ear as his hand keeps your leg in the air while he pumps himself into you. He speeds up, and, for a while, all you can hear are your own grunts mixed with his and the sound of skin hitting skin over and over again. That is until Changbin moans and stays buried inside of you, moving only an inch, letting your walls milk all his cum out. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

Changbin’s feeling weak all of a sudden, so he gently places your leg back down and hugs you from behind, nuzzling up to your neck. You’re not his girlfriend, he’s not dating you, the sex part is over, but Changbin feels the need to hold you close because he’s just ejaculated all over your pussy, and he doesn’t care about anything else at that moment.

“This was so hot,” you tell them, looking at Minho, who’s still sitting on the bed with legs spread, staring at your crotch. “Fuck.”

“I want in on the cuddles,” he says, moving up and lying down next to you, his side pressed against you, inviting you to wrap your hand and leg around him, which you instantly do.

“Where have you two been?” You ask, unable to explain what you’re feeling any better. These two guys who can fuck so well have been your friends all these years, and you had no idea they could do anything like this, was your point.

“Right here, where we always are,” Changbin mumbles against the back of your neck and then rests his forehead on it, hand lazily caressing your side.

“Can’t wait to hear what your actual New Year’s resolution is,” Minho is quick to joke before he leans in and pecks your lips, and it feels strange but good. Maybe you should wish for this on New Year’s too, and try some of their fantasies.

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how to relax: a guide by danceracha! | l.m, h.h, l.f

synopsis: after hours upon hours dedicated to trying to learn a difficult choreography, it seems the dancing line of stray kids have a… interesting way to help you come down from your frustration.

pairing: idol!minho x idol!hyunjin x idol!felix x trainee!reader, hard dom!minho x sub!hyunjin x switch!felix x sub!reader

warnings: angst, self-doubt, descriptions of idol trainee life, implications of eating disorders, descriptions of toxic korean beauty standards, reader is a perfectionist to a fault, pet names like little one and baby, implied that danceracha have fooled around with each other beforehand, minho x hyunjin x felix shenanigans, minho is the big dom in this entire situation, dirty talk, exhibitionism, voyeurism, face sitting, mirror sex, oral (receiving), praise, fondling, cumming on command, cumming untouched, felix x hyunjin action on the side, implications of poly ot8 shenanigans, penetrative vaginal sex, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, aftercare aftercare aftercare!!

word count: 6.4k

authors note: this fic is a continuation/inspired by my day 22 kinktober drabble (overstimulation with danceracha). you do not have to read that drabble to understand what is going on in this fic, however! it is an entirely different entity :)

also, while it is said in the warnings, i want to reiterate that this fic does talk about disordered eating as well as the intense beauty standards in korea. i am in no way supporting those strict standards, nor am i supporting eating disorders. please take caution before reading if topics like this trigger you, even though it isn’t a major theme throughout the entire fic!!

also here’s the dance practice for hyuna’s I’m Not Cool for those who would like an idea of what reader is attempting here!!

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fic recommendations

main account: @lotus-dly for both nsfw/sfw fic recs!

— Place to keep some of my favorite nsfw works that have me in a chokehold hehe

— Please read all tags and warnings on fics because some may contain elements or themes that you are uncomfortable with. Once again, all works in this masterlist are explicit. If you are not 18+ do not interact with this post, the stories, or the authors listed.

updated: 7/11/22

multi-member

sharing is caring ft. 3racha by @charmercharm3r

share you with the boys ft. all members by @sparkystraynger

hybrid fic ft. hyunlix by @skz-bb

how to relax: a guide by danceracha! by @bngchnsi

red lights ft. hyunchan by @seo--changbin

bet with changbin & minho by @ballelino

friendship with hyunjin and minho by @/ballelino

complicated with 3racha by @/ballelino

company ft. minbin by @btssmutgalore

skz reaction to you holding his hand during sex by @seungisms

for the birthday girl by @spilledtee

chan

record by @lxveshotaro

reap what you sow by @foenixs

safe by @subskz

wolfish by @yeonjuns-beanie

trust me on this one by @lixtokki

just one more, puppy by @cookiewrites

game night by @my-favorite-bangchan

chan scenario by @/sparkystraynger (not a fic but i think about this post a little too much hehe)

relax by @cookiewrites

11:57 pm by @thevampywolf (not a fic either but when i tell you i’m obsessed)

lunch for nine by @/thevampywolf

minho

fan by @/ballelino

lee know boyfriend drabbles by @/btssmutgalore

bubblegum ft. chan by @cb97percent

truth or dare by @bugeater101

changbin

changbin’s company by @/btssmutgalore

trying with changbin by @/ballelino

hyunjin

baby boy by @cherryeol04

inexperienced with hyunjin by @/ballelino

red lights, red ribbons by @rred-lights

cocky university athlete hyunjin fic by @cartierbin

harsh by @ohmysparkle

pretty please by @ohmysparkle

sub!hyunjin by @/cartierbin

want to watch my girlfriend? by @/sparkystraynger

felix

i’m ready by @scribblemechan

3:00 am by @chvnnie

transfixed by @abiaswreck

surprise by @vanillaknj

i waited for you by @hyunjinsr

perfectly good by @lee--felix

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When 4nemo buys you bras

A/N: I might decide to make an entire series of random scenarios with 4nemo. It would be nice to add a 4nemo specific section to my Masterlist.

Disclaimer: No pronouns are mentioned in this work though it is fem reader. This work has sexual themes so minors go away.

Venti~

☆ Deadass calls you at least twice probably to tell you how many of the bras he likes.

☆ He's weirdly relaxed?? Like he traverses back and forth through the aisles taking bra after bra off the rack.

☆ Spends at least ten minutes holding them up to his own chest even if he's getting stared at.

☆ "I don't know if this cup size is right, might need to come home and get a quick feel before making a purchase."

☆ "Oh my God, Venti please just pick a couple and come home."

☆ Gasps loud as fuck: "Love, they have see through ones!"

☆ Yes, you absolutely have to put on a little show for him when he comes home and yes he wants to cup every single bra while it's on you.

☆ Playfully gives you the puppy eyes if you push him away. What you don't think he deserves it? He spent hours in the bra department give him some kind of reward.

Kazuha~

☆ "Love, Darling, Beloved remind me one more time how big your breasts are."

☆ Is definitely high as a fucking kite.

☆ He hums while he searches the racks looking at price tags for a couple seconds even though he knows he doesn't need to.

☆ Somehow finds the right section after walking around in a circle for three minutes with his phone tucked into his shoulder.

☆ "This one feels a little bit like you, Darling."

☆ "I shouldn't have told you to go when you were this high." You huff

☆ "No.. no no.. This is nice I'm enjoying the scenery. Do wish you were here though. The gentle cushion of your bosom would make me feel even more at ease."

☆ "Kazu.."

☆ "Oh Love, they have panties do you require these as well?

☆ When he says he's all done you're more then a little relieved to say the least.

☆ He stuck with a similar color scheme for each. Whites and reds because he likes the idea of you wearing something that matches his natural aesthetic.

☆ All he wants when he gets home is to have some food and then to rest his head in between your tits while you wear the bra he picked out for you. 🥺

Xiao~

☆ Fish outta water.

☆ Calls you nine different times with new questions about pretty much any and everything. To the point where you don't bother hanging up anymore.

☆ Switches aisles every time someone comes into the one he's in and glares at anyone who looks at him for a second too long.

☆ "How big are your...." He gestures to his chest then groans when he remembers you can't see him.

☆ "Xiao.." You reply, prompting him to continue.

☆ "Your boobs!" He hisses into the receiver and if you didn't think it'd make him more anxious and angry than he already is you probably would've laughed.

☆ He starts to sound more relaxed once you tell him and you can hear him heading over to a different section.

☆ "What about these?" He asks snapping a quick picture to send to you.

☆ "I don't think they're my color.."

☆ "What does that mean? Do you hate them?"

☆ "I'm just not a fan of that specific color scheme, Xiao Xiao."

☆ Grumbles into the receiver about how infuriating you're making this experience but he does manage to get four bras in your size with your instructions.

☆ Stays pretty quiet when he gets home all he wants to do is recharge.

☆ Though if you walk around with your shirt off for him and the bra he picked out on he'll allow you to cuddle him.

☆ Tells you that next time you're coming with him.

Aether~

☆ Doesn't understand sizes at all.

☆ "So if I got these your tits would flop out?" You can hear his grin.

☆ "No it'd dig into my skin and be really uncomfortably tight."

☆ Browses through the selections pretty calmly until someone stares for too long then he gets uncomfortable and leaves.

☆ Most likely takes the least amount of time out of all the guys.

☆ "So when I get home do I get a treat for being your good boy?"

☆ "What would you like?"

☆ "Mm, you in one of these bras maybe.. sitting in my lap?"

☆ He says he's down for just hugging you close while you wear only the bra during movie night that is till he's slipping inside and hugging you so tight.

☆ But you know how horny he can get so you let him ease himself into a gentle climax before sliding him onto his back to give him a proper show of the bra.

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i don’t get being scared or shy to reblog the fics you read. no one is judging you. no one thinks it’s embarrassing. and the creators don’t think you’re annoying for promoting or commenting on their work, we want that! i will read the nastiest, sluttiest, sloppiest smut and reblog that shit with me screaming in the tags about how my titties grew two sizes and my coochie did a backflip reading it and y’all are SCARED to reblog even the cute fluff you read? STAND UP.

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spectral-essence · 3 years ago

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.｡*ﾟ+.*.｡ synopsis: after receiving a call from your former college professor, you agree to meet up with mr. morax for dinner. you know, for old time’s sake…

.｡*ﾟ+.*.｡ cw: age gap, oral (f), masturbation (m), bathroom sex, sir kink, pussy job, hints of the ‘fucking your college professor’ trope smut written by a minor dni if uncomfortable

.｡*ﾟ+.*.｡ a/n: dedicated to my former hot physics dilf who makes me cream every time i see him in the hallways xoxo

“fuck, marry, kill…”

hu tao puts on a pensive face, twirling a loose strand of hair that had escaped the confines of her pigtails as she thinks.

“how about mr. ragnvindr, alberich, and kamisato?”

you rotate your fork around the steaming cup of instant noodles in your hand. “i’m marrying mr. ragnvindr, for sure.”

“what?” exclaims hu tao. “with those anger issues? that marriage would never last… no offense.”

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spectral-essence · 3 years ago

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❥ wet

↳ lee know x fem!reader

↳ wc: 5.1k

↳ genre: smut, oneshot

↳ summary: you get stuck in a closet with your boyfriend, minho. but there is another problem — you really need to pee

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↳ warnings: minho is your little pervert, fem!reader, reader has a vulva, reader referred to as “girl”, pet names (a lot for some reason), fingering (sort of), piss play, watersports, omorashi, spit play, oral sex (reader receiving), facesitting, ass slapping (only a little), dom!minho, sub!reader, nipple play, breast play, overstimulation, penetration sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it besties), cum play, panty stuffing, panties kink?, strong adult themes throughout, badly written ending too, there is probably more i missed

disclaimer: i am really unsatisfied with this but i decided to post it anyway. there is extreme watersports/piss play and omorashi involved. if these make you uncomfortable, please don’t read. also, the ending is so badly written and i suck at writing kissing scenes so i apologize in advance. i hope you enjoy nonetheless!

smut below cut — 19+ only!

as your boyfriend now, you would tag along more often, the dance studio being a calming place for you. you could see your 7 other best friends daily this way, too.

you treated this time as a study hall, doing all the things you would be doing while sitting at home. reading, drawing, writing, studying, working, or straight up gawking at your sweaty boyfriend as he poured his soul into his work were some of the things you would do to pass the time.

just being in each other’s presence was always enough.

not everything was pg, though. there were times when you and minho would fool around in the practice room, your boyfriend fucking you against the counters, on the floor, up against the mirrors, on the couch — just about any and everywhere.

but practice room sex only happened when it was only the two of you in the vicinity. minho being the possessive and protective boyfriend that he is, he would never risk you being seen in a way that was for his eyes only.

that being said, there were times when all the boys would be practicing when suddenly minho’s body would betray him. it could be the adrenaline from the vigorous dance moves or the way your breasts jiggled as you sat down, minho’s dick would decide to become hard.

when that happened, minho would call a hour break, giving himself enough time to ensure you were both satisfied. the boys had their inklings about long break times, but never gave it further thought as they knew you and your boyfriend had regular (sometimes daily) sex.

minho would also fuck you in the bathrooms, in the practice room itself when he was sure all the boys had left for the cafeteria, or even in the hallway supplies closet. but, spontaneous sex at the company was something that only happened a few times a month.

minho was usually able to keep himself at bay until the two of you got home. he was a professional at his job, only giving into his natural sexual desires when he saw an opportunity.

today, minho’s window of opportunity lay in a supplies closet.

deciding to get some work done during minho’s 3 hour practice, you sat at a small table that was placed just for you by the boys, minho and the kids insisting for you to have your own little space. after finishing your iced americano hyunjin had brought you today, the diuretic made you get up and head for the bathroom.

walking the short distance to the restrooms, a hand quickly covered your mouth and you were pushed into darkness. immediately recognizing his cologne and natural scent, you scolded minho for the sudden intrusion.

chuckling and flipping on the light switch of the small supplies closet, your boyfriend’s dark eyes looked directly at you.

“did i scare you? huh?” minho teased as a wide smirk spread across his face, his eyes not leaving yours for a second.

“i knew it was you, ding dong. only you and your cat reflexes could sneak up on me like that,” you whispered after realizing where you were.

“ding dong?” minho chuckled again at the nickname. “why are you talking about my ding dong? do you want it? it’s all yours, you know that.”

“minho!” you laughed, slapping your hand to your forehead. “so you pushed me into a closet to dirty talk me? i was on my way to the bathroom! iced americanos go right through you, you know?”

“well maybe i just wanted to be alone with my girlfriend.” minho sassed as he grabbed your waist and pulled you against him, his soft lips tenderly kissing your forehead. you snuggled into his neck.

“are you sure you didn’t just want to get your dick wet quick?” you jokingly questioned with a raised eyebrow.

“hey, you know i don’t stick my dick in until you come at least once. quickies aren’t for me.” you glared up at your boyfriend from his smartass remark, only to find him smirking down at you once again.

“i’m not even hard baby, see?” minho grabbed your hand and set it against his crotch. “but i am going to be now.”

he only acted like this when he was one thing — horny. tsking, you took your hand away, playfully slapping his thigh.

“you aren’t getting anything until i go pee,” you decided, quickly pecking your boyfriend’s lips.

“let me see your boobs quick before you leave, i gotta have something to tie me over,” your boyfriend requested, saying it as if it was the most normal thing — and it was for you two.

pretending to be annoyed, you lifted up your shirt & pulled your bra down, flashing your boyfriend as he shamelessly stared at your chest with a devilish smirk. minho reached out to jiggle a breast.

“that’s my pretty girl,” minho praised.

you quickly fixed your bra and shirt as minho gave your butt a little tap. finally getting to go to the bathroom, you grabbed the door handle.

twisting the handle, the door didn’t open. you didn’t think anything of it and turned the handle the other way, pushing forward slightly. again, the door didn’t budge.

an amused laugh sounded from behind you.

“did you lock the door, minho? let me out!”

“there is no lock.” minho pointed to the handle — a handle with no lock. “and here i thought i was going to have to shove one of these brooms under the door if my girlfriend really did want to use me to get off. my problem is solved.”

“this isn’t funny! i really have to pee!” you slightly bent your knees, signaling your urgency.

“just pee right here.”

“minho! i’m serious!” you pouted, causing your boyfriend’s expression to soften.

“i know. i know, baby. just poking fun.” minho reassured with a small laugh, grabbing your hand. “here, i’ll try to open it.”

“don’t hurt your shoulder! you shouldn’t push against it.” you worried aloud, stopping minho after he tried the last resort of slamming his shoulder against the door. “these doors are like some sort of hard plastic, not even 50 changbins could knock it down.”

“sounds like a challenge to me.” minho got into position to ram against the door again, you blocking him. “but also, i left my phone in the practice room, and saw your’s sitting on the table.”

“can’t we shout for the boys?” you suggested.

“uhhhh… about that.” minho squinted his eyes and pursed his lips. “i told them to go home early. they would be gone by now. i really didn’t think this would happen. i’m sorry, baby bug.” minho ran his hands through your hair, kissing your hairline this time.

after shouting for 15 minutes, trying to get anyone’s attention, minho pulled you onto his lap and told you not to strain your voice.

feeling bad, minho traced shapes on your back and rocked you, trying to get your mind off of your bladder.

minho had suggested over and over that you should just pee in the mop container, something you were starting to think was the only option.

after deciding, you stood up from minho’s lap carefully, trying not to trigger your bladder. “fuck it. i’m just gonna pee in the bucket.”

minho’s eyebrows perked up, and to his demise, so did something else.

you see, unbeknownst to you, minho had a nasty fetish that he was not-so-subtle about. he never thought he had this dirty interest— at least not until he met you. the thought of getting to ravish himself in something your body made, something so intimate, kept him up at night.

you had never picked up on this kink of his, though. minho didn’t feel ashamed by his piss play fantasies, and he was never uncomfortable or embarrassed to tell you anything. he simply just didn’t feel the need to, figuring he would explain it when the time comes.

helping you grab the bucket, minho noticed how tense you were.

“baby, don’t worry. it’s just me here. i’ll destroy the evidence. if anyone ever suspects anything, i’ll tell them it was me.” minho reassured, grabbing both your hands to kiss them.

“but it’s embarrassing! what if you think of me differently now?” you frowned.

“because you had to pee? why would i think of you differently? it’s natural, baby. if anything, i think it’s hot.” he let it slip, figuring this was the right time.

his dick got a little tighter against his sweats.

“h-hot?” you repeated, making sure you heard him right.

“yeah. anything from you is hot.” minho chuckled a bit at his own words.

“how did you know?”

“how did i know what?” minho questioned, cocking his head slightly.

“never mind.” you turned towards the jammed door, embarrassed to face your boyfriend after nearly exposing yourself.

you and minho had experimented with almost every kink and fetish that you both were interested in, some being taboo. so you really shouldn’t be embarrassed.

for some reason, you always felt that your piss play fantasies crossed a line and felt guilty, never sharing this peak of interest with your boyfriend. even though he would never shame you or be disgusted, you were scared you would make him uncomfortable.

you should have known better, especially knowing your boyfriend. he would try anything once. little did you know, he was keeping the same secret.

both on opposite ends of the same hill, without ever knowing the other was there.

until now.

suddenly, you felt the heat from your boyfriend’s body behind you, his hard-on pressing against your ass.

gently kissing the shell of your ear while running his hands down your sides, minho cupped your clothed cunt. a ping of adrenaline ran through your body. your boyfriend could always sense your desire.

with four fingers still cupping you, minho slid his middle finger across your clothed entrance. he hissed as he felt the heat of your arousal. feeling him slowly uncupping your cunt, you turned around to whine about the loss of contact.

butterflies instantly filled your stomach as minho brought his fingers to his nose. he was inhaling your scent.

minho learned all he needed to know now. you were, in fact, turned on by the thought of pissing yourself in front of him.

“pretty girl, look at me.”

“mmhh mmhh.” you shook your head no.

“y/n.” there it was, soft dom minho.

“now your making fun of me, min.”

minho obviously didn’t like your comment as he let out a sound of disapproval.

“hey now, don’t ever say that. that’s the last thing i would want to do.” minho responded, lightly slapping your ass as a way of showing his displeasure at your assumption.

“if i ever see you getting embarrassed around me again, i might have to fuck you in front of everyone. i’ll show you real humiliation.”

your cheeks flushed pink at minho’s dark gaze, his eyes following your every move like a tiger watching it’s prey. his aura shifted into something of a smothering dominance, making you rub your legs together.

you suddenly wanted to get down on your knees for him.

minho brought his hand to your lower stomach, pushing in slightly. you gasped and pulled minho’s hand away from your bladder.

“minho! do you want me to piss my pants???”

“yes.” he replied bluntly. you expected to see a glint of humor in his eyes, but instead was met with lust.

you felt a wave of arousal hit you at the thought of minho wanted to see you in such a vulnerable state.

after seeing the need in your eyes from the teasing, minho captured your lips in a feverish kiss. it happened so fast, making you light headed.

impatient, minho prodded his tongue into your mouth, sliding his wet muscle against yours. minho’s hands shamelessly squeezed your ass as you tangled your fingers into the back of his hair.

moaning filled the small closet as you finally tasted each other. your senses were filled with nothing but minho as he sucked on your tongue. minho was desperate to have all of you, feeling pleasure course through his body at the taste of your saliva.

minho’s plump lips made yours tingle, his kissing style always proving how much he loved you. even when he was rough, his kisses held meaning of affection.

with one last kiss directly to your lips, minho pulled away in favor of pushing you against the door. lips now against the most sensitive part of your neck, your pussy throbbed for your boyfriend’s attention.

you gasped lightly as minho put pressure against your bladder again. you felt feverishly hot as he licked from the base of your neck to your lips, swapping dna as he was back to tasting your mouth.

you were going to burst at the seams. you had to pull away, much to your disappointment.

“minho! i can’t hold it anymore!”

“then don’t.” minho was dead serious.

minho dropped to his knees, his lips instantly finding your nether lips in a suctioned kiss. you mewled sinfully at the suction on your clit, making minho’s dick throb.

“take off your shirt and pants, pretty baby.”

you scrambled to pull your leggings off, minho’s tone telling you he wasn’t putting up with your shyness anymore.

groaning at your pushed up tits, minho’s hands snaked up to your chest, pulling your bra down. he instantly cupped your breasts, sighing as if he had been waiting for this all day.

and he had.

your boyfriend jiggled your breasts, biting his lip as you threw your head back. you felt your underwear get stickier and your bladder ache more.

“my baby’s pretty tits all for me. i’m going to suck and then fuck them later, okay pretty girl?” minho said through clenched teeth. you quickly shook your head yes as minho’s dark expression never looked away from you.

after brazenly groping your boobs, your boyfriend’s fingers swirled and pinched at your hardening nipples.

“fuck, that feels so good,” you sobbed, minho’s hands feeling so much nicer than yours ever could. after stimulating your now red buds one last time, minho kissed at your tummy, making his way down. laying back on the floor, your boyfriend spread your legs.

minho growled below you, eyes instantly finding the wet patch on your panties from your arousal. he hooked your calves to bring you down so you were hovering over his face.

“gonna let go? gonna be a dirty girl and drench me in your sweet piss? huh, little one? gonna mark your territory?”

before you could respond, minho grabbed your hips to drag you down. you felt his sharp nose instantly press to your clit, almost yelling in pleasure when he made you put your full weight directly his face. if he wanted to breath, he would have to inhale your scent.

minho was in heaven.

feeling minho’s lips at your opening, you frantically got up to hover over his chest realizing you were about to relieve yourself all over his face.

thankfully, minho let you sit up, much to his disappointment.

“let it go, my love. piss all over my chest.” minho wanted you in every way. he wanted your filth all over himself.

you couldn’t protest any longer as you finally released your bladder, sobbing lightly. minho almost came in his pants as he watched your blue panties dampen with piss, spilling onto his chest as the fabric was completely saturated. the warmth of your piss made minho twitch nonstop in his pants, finally getting what he wanted.

you let out a cry from embarrassment, minho cooing at you to keep going while rubbing your thighs reassuringly. you moaned lightly in relief as you sniffled, your boyfriend moaning under you for completely different reasons.

with the last few drops, you let minho guide you to fully sit on his wet chest, kissing at your thighs as he praised you for doing such a good job.

you felt your face burn bright red as minho suddenly pressed his nose back to your now piss-filled panties.

you wailed as minho sucked your clothed clit into his mouth, realizing he was suckling the fabric to taste your release — a different kind of release.

minho groaned deeply directly on your clit, the deep vibrations making you curl over. wanting to taste you bare, minho moved your soaked panties to the side, licking a long stripe up your cunt. your legs twitched as you saw your arousal glisten on his tongue.

minho felt his precum leak onto his boxers at your taste.

“fuck. if you taste this good after pissing, we might have to do this more often. you are so sweet.” minho nuzzled his face back into your pussy, you grabbing his hair this time for support.

you bit your lip to hold in a loud moan as minho continued to clean you up, causing him to slap your thigh.

“i will stop and fuck my hand if you hide your moans again. i wanna hear your pretty voice as you get off on my tongue.”

knowing he really would go through with his threat, you didn’t dare suppress your moans anymore.

wanting to touch minho, you reached behind to dip your hands into his sweats. minho nipped at your clit as a response, making you whimper loudly.

looking down, a mixture of your juices and minho’s spit was dripping down his chin. your boyfriend was making a mess on your pussy, just how he liked it.

minho’s dark gaze never left your face as he licked harder and faster against your cunt. knowing you loved your sensitive nub being abused, he wrapped his lips around your clit with every pass. every crease and surface was licked clean as minho was determined to make you come.

minho has built up so much self control over the past few years of being with you that he was usually able to wait until you had came at least once.

minho felt all that practice leave him as he tasted you more and more. he needed to fuck you full of his come and feel your tight walls soon if he wanted to live to see another day. he was torn between wanting to keep tasting you and wanting to breed you into tomorrow.

“ride my face, baby. fuck my nose. use me to get off.” minho hissed.

and you did exactly that.

with a good grip, you rubbed your pussy on his face from his chin to his forehead, moaning louder every time his nose slid past your clit.

minho groaned when more of your arousal leaked out, sticking his tongue straight up. getting the hint, you fucked yourself on minho’s tongue, his tongue lapping into your hole as his nose simulated your clit. you shivered as you felt his chin poke at your puckered rim.

chanting his name and squeezing your eyes shut, you put your whole weight on his face again as you gyrated against him, your release hitting you like a brick wall. if anyone was on this floor, they would definitely hear your cries of pleasure and the slick sounds of your cunt riding minho’s face.

falling forward, you shook as your boyfriend kissed your clit and thighs, sitting up to nip at your lower back while praising you over and over. minho licked his lips trying not to waste a drop of your release.

“fuck, i am the luckiest man in the world. using me like your own personal fuck toy,” minho groaned as he ran his hands over your back to sooth you.

you turned back around to kiss him, stopping after putting your hands on his chest.

“gross, take that shirt off.”

minho chuckled at your words as he pulled the soaked shirt off over his head.

“it’s only you, baby. that’s not gross” you rolled your eyes at his words with a chuckle.

looking at his shirt that was covered in your piss, minho’s dick twitched hard. he could still smell you on his skin, swearing to himself that he will never wash his face again.

craving his body, you glanced down at his painful looking erection, biting your lip and leaning forward. minho met you halfway, kissing you hard as he stuck his tongue back into your mouth.

you whimpered as you tasted yourself on minho, your lips sticking together as your release remained spread on his mouth.

minho deepened the kiss even more, pulling your hips forwards so you were chest to chest. your exchanged saliva was dripping down your chin onto your boobs, acting like rabid animals. the noises from each other’s mouths were obscene.

minho pulled back, licking at your chin to collect the saliva. he dipped down, cleaning the remaining spit that leaked onto your chest.

with a kiss to your left tit, minho sucked the still hardened bud into his mouth, suckling like milk would come out.

on the edge of going insane, minho suckled the other one quickly with a growl. you shivered in arousal.

“your cunt has been so good today. i think it deserves an award.” minho teased as he pulled his sweats and boxers off in one go.

you dropped your mouth in awe at the sight of his cock — an angry red tip and precum spread all over.

that beautiful cock of his had given you the best nights of your life.

to get him to speed up, you wrapped your hand around his shaft before kissing at his neck and collarbone.

minho was touch deprived today, knowing he would come if you kept tugging him and kissing his neck with your pretty lips.

“come sit on my cock, baby. gonna fuck that pussy full of my come. i want everyone to smell me on you, let them know you and your pretty pussy are mine only.” minho snarled in possessiveness as he slapped your bare clit.

your hole clenched around nothing from the impact.

straddling his thigh, minho lift a kiss to your forehead — a silent thank you for letting him live out his fantasies.

knowing how hard and horny your boyfriend was, you lined up your entrance with his dick without teasing.

sitting down on his dick slowly, the stretch was delicious. all the veins and ridges on minho’s cock slid against your walls in pure pleasure. minho grabbed your ass as he rested his forehead to yours, both of you watching your faces twist in pleasure.

once minho bottomed out, he pressed as deep into your lips as you began to finally fuck yourself on his burning cock. minho thrusted up, meeting you halfway.

every thrust made minho’s public bone rub deliciously against your clit, making you basically hump your boyfriend like a dog in heat.

about 80% of sex with your boyfriend was him domming you, him naturally taking the dom role and you the sub. but, on days like today, soft sex was always a fresh restart for the week. though, minho always made sure you felt loved and satisfied whenever he fucked you.

he also knew your body and mind like the back of his hand. knowing this, you didn’t care if it was rough or soft sex, all sex with minho was life changing.

“look at your pussy shallow me. that’s my baby.” you whined at his praise.

knowing minho didn’t dare look away from your face as to not miss your pleasures expressions turned you on even more.

you felt like a prey being watched by it’s predictor.

hearing your constant whines in pleasure, minho ordered you to open your mouth. deciding to be a brat, you didn’t stick out your tongue like you knew you were suppose to.

minho didn’t approve.

slapping your ass hard, minho gave you a look of warning. wanting rough minho, you still didn’t listen.

“want to be a fucking brat now, huh? wanna piss me off?” you shook your head yes at his question that wasn’t a question at all.

“stick your tongue out right now or else i will pull it out myself, brat.”

you pursed your lips and turned your head to the side with sass.

minho scoffed at the brat sat on his cock — you.

you knew minho loved your brattiness, especially now when you feel him throb inside of your walls.

veiny hands grapping your jaw, your boyfriend forced your head to look at him. his angered gaze intimidated you, making you gush and clench around his cock even more. minho tried to hide his smirk.

with his pointer and middle finger on one side and his thumb on the other, minho pushed on the middle of you cheeks. this cause you to pry your mouth open.

with a grip still on your cheeks, minho tilted your head up. gathering saliva, minho spit directly into your open mouth, making you look like a baby bird getting fed.

“shallow, brat.” you did as you were told, getting what you wanted. you stuck your tongue out in verification of your completed orders.

“that’s a good little baby bird.” minho mocked as you slightly gush around him at his words.

minho held back a groan as your warm walls tightened around him. you opened your month again, wanting something else.

even when you were a brat, you always got what you wanted.

giving into your oral fixation, minho licked his thumb and brought it to your lips.

“suck.”

you happy obliged, sucking on his thumb like it was his cock. minho scrunched his eyebrows in concentration, never taking his eyes off of your pleasured face.

with you humming in pleasure while sucking on his thumb and humping his public bone, minho knew he wouldn’t last long.

as if you read his mind, you reached behind you and grabbed his balls. they were drenched in your juices, the dirtiness making minho curse under his breath.

after watching your tits bounce and your pussy swallow him, minho felt his balls getting ready to tighten. pulling his thumb out of your mouth, minho sucked all of your saliva off of it before making you focus your eyes on him. you whined as you felt your orgasm almost hit its peak.

with how prettily his lover was sitting on his cock, minho knew he was done for. you sobbed at the intense pleasure

“i know, angel. i know. look at me. let me see you come.”

after a few more thrusts of his cock head hitting the gooey spot inside of your walls, oxytocin and dopamine coursed through your body. fireworks of pleasure and pure bliss had you panting as you threw your head back, swearing you reached nirvana.

every nerve in your body was screaming for minho, your high being more powerful than the last. minho kissed at your chest as you rode out your high.

hearing, feeling, and seeing you come made minho paint your walls white. minho made sure to fuck his seed back up into you as it tried to drip out.

“gonna fuck my pretty little baby full of my seed. might get my princess pregnant so the whole world knows your mine,” minho growled into your neck, inhaling your scent.

minho’s possessive words and high triggered your third orgasm of the night. he looked and sounded like heaven to you, post-orgasm minho still putting your pleasure first.

you both pant into each other’s mouths as you come down from your high.

your boyfriend combed back your sweaty hair as he kissed your lips one last time before slowly pulled out of you. he watched as some of his semen spill out of your pussy.

you swore you could come a fourth time just by seeing his piecing gaze gawking your fucked out face and body, sweat dripping down his beautiful honey skin.

grabbing your ruined underwear, minho lowered himself so he was face to face with your come-covered cunt.

kissing at your thighs, you sob in overstimulation as minho stuffs your soiled panties into your hole, keeping his come inside of you.

kissing at your chin and lips, minho laid back with you in his arms.

“i love you so much and i always will, y/n. thank you for being my baby.” minho said with a smile and a kiss to your forehead.

“i love you too, min. thank you for being minho.”

with a giant smile on his face, minho kissed you with a kiss that could make anyone fall in love. too bad you were already madly in love with him.

laying your head on your boyfriend’s chest, minho drew shapes on your back again as he pressed his nose into your hairline.

“why didn’t you tell me you were into watersports? you know you can tell me anything. nothing is embarrassing with you. and that was hot, baby. i’m mad we haven’t done it sooner.”

“i’m sorry, minho. i should have known better than to be embarrassed. but, why didn’t you tell me you were into it, too?”

“i thought you would notice. i’m not very subtle about it. why do you think i follow you to the bathroom every morning?” minho chuckled, his nostrils flaring cutely at his laugh.

“minho!”

after almost falling asleep, you both put your clothes back on with tired but satisfied bodies.

the air was stuffy and reeked of sex. remembering that you were still stuck, you pouted to your boyfriend again. kissing your pout, minho stood up, determined to get you home to a nice warm bath and meal.

telling you to stand back and cover your head, minho kicked the bottom of his foot against the door. a crackling sound filled the small space.

using all his force with his dancer thighs, minho kicked the door one last time. this time, the door swung open.

“you’re joking, right? your buff-ass thighs could’ve gotten us out hours ago?” you deadpanned.

“i’m glad we got stuck.” minho teasingly giggled as he picked you up into his arms and kissed you all over your face.

“there is no one else i’d rather be suck in a closet with. that was the best 7 minutes in heaven.” minho joked as you burst out laughing together, heading for the company’s showers.

and maybe, just maybe, you had to pee before getting into the shower. and maybe or maybe not, minho watched your every move as a tent formed in his sweats all over again.

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Little Mouse (Niragi x Reader)

Pairing: Niragi x Reader

Genre: Smut, Angst/ Rating: NC-17

Word Count: 9k

Summary: In a game of cat-and-mouse, you were the mouse and he was the cat. What happens when the mouse is finally caught?

Warnings: sexual harassment, public fondling, anal licking, anal fingering, oral (male and female receiving), spanking, multiple positions, dirty talk, spit fetish, cum eating/fetish, bdsm themes, submission, unprotected sex, and cream pie,

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You can’t stop. If you stop, you’re dead. You’re sure of that much at least. The carnival music played throughout the grounds, but remained loudest around the carousel. You decided to stick to the brightest areas in case something came running at you. In this case, something is running after you. You could feel the tiger even if you could not see or hear it. It’d spotted you by the carousel and you’ve been running ever since. You zigzagged through game and food stalls, hoping you might lose it in the lights and confusion, but it still chased you. You jumped over railings and ran underneath rides. You had to lose the damn thing eventually. You didn’t know how much longer you could run. Your feet already burned in every step; you can feel your legs starting to slow down from the aching pains in your muscles. But your adrenaline kept you going. You moved in autopilot as you searched for an escape. You reached the tilt-o-whirl ride and navigated the spinning floors, occasionally slipping or being grazed by a seat. You managed to grab onto one of them, place your feet on the edge and climb inside. You hid in the crook of the seat, but kept your head close to the edge. You used to hate fair rides. Yet, here you were.

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spectral-essence · 3 years ago

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F&MU

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Synopsis: He'd do anything for you. Anything except screw you so hard until you forget your own name. Guess it was time for plan B.

warnings: smut, dom!felix, sub!reader, soft sex turned rough, unprotected sex (seriously wrap before u tap), sex talk or something like that, after care, he's really just softie tbh, can't really think of anymore warnings lmk if I missed something!

Part 2 of my 8 part series based off the album, “It Was Good Until It Wasn’t” by Kehlani, where each member of Stray Kids will have a song dedicated to them and whatever toxic relationship I can come up with.

It was borderline catatonic, you knew that. Every argument that made him angry enough to storm out of the house, you sometimes did on purpose. From the outside it might’ve seemed like you and Felix hated one another, but that wasn’t the case. He was the love of your life, but he was so gentle, too gentle with you. As much as you pissed each other off, he never yelled at you, never screamed, never thought about hurting you in any way. This applied to every aspect of your relationship, including in the bedroom. Your relationship consisted of lots of banter, lots of bickering, and even more sex.

It was the norm that one of you would only have to give the other a look and off to the bedroom you went. It was both of your love languages, his being physical touch and yours being words of affirmation. Though the words of affirmation presented itself much differently than any normal way. Outside of the bedroom, no onlooker would’ve thought you and Felix were a couple with the way you teased each other. Behind closed doors, he spoke to you like you were a goddess that could grant him any wish he desired.

You bickered at one another like you’d been married for years, but no matter how heated the argument got, you never let each other go to bed angry. This was a promise you’d made in the early stages of your relationship, and neither of you planned on breaking it anytime soon. Tonight’s particular argument was about the way he’d forgotten to tell you he’d be coming home later than usual, missing your nightly dinner. He was generally pretty good about letting you know to put his food in some tupperware to save for later, however it was becoming more frequent that sending you a text had slipped his mind. “I did all of this for you, the least you could do was tell me you weren’t coming back to eat it,” you said as you packed the meal you’d cooked into a plastic tub.

“I’m sorry. How many times do I have to say it? I wasn’t planning on staying so late,” Felix’s tone showed he was tired of the same lecture for the past week. He watched as you manhandled the dishes on the stove, annoyingly tossing them into the sink with a loud clang. You leaned over the sink to look at him, standing there with a stupid look on his face because he knew all you ever asked for was communication. Your lack of response to his apology had him almost foaming at the mouth in agitation, “I could’ve not come home all together.” “You might as well not even live here anymore, if that’s how you’re gonna be thinking,” you raised an eyebrow at him, stalking towards your shared bedroom. Felix wasn’t sure what you were up to, so he followed closely behind you, stopping in the doorway when he saw you reach into the closet and pull out a duffle bag. “You’re leaving?!” He exclaimed.

Walking to the dresser, you opened his side. “Nope. This is my house. You’re leaving.”

You’d never kicked him out before, he half expected you to just be bluffing as you shoved whatever of his clothes you could find into the bag. “You’re kidding,” Felix said in disbelief. Only shaking your head no, you zipped the half filled bag and dropped at his feet. Felix was at a loss for words, eyes glued to your back that disappeared into the ensuite bathroom. You reappeared seconds later with his toothbrush in your hand. The powerful stride you led was enough proof to him that you weren’t joking. Stopping in front of him, you shoved his toothbrush into his chest, making him cup his hand over yours and stumble back a bit. “I’m not leaving, are you crazy?”

“Am I? For wanting my boyfriend to be able to tell me if he wasn’t going to be here? For hoping that you’d care about me just enough to let me know I didn’t have to go through the trouble of cooking for- apparently- one?” Your tone was sarcastic. He hated that.

“It was a mistake!”

“One you keep saying you’re going to fix. I’m tired, Felix,” your eyes dropped as you turned your back to him again, walking towards the bed.

“You’re not sleeping yet. We need to fix this.”

You untucked the covers and climbed beneath them, “I’m not sleeping. I just need a breather.”

“Why aren’t you yelling if it makes you so mad? Why don’t you scream in my face and tell me to fuck off? Why don’t you-”

“Why do you want me to?!” Your voice raised ever so slightly. Sitting up in the bed, you rubbed your eyes. “I’ve never asked you for anything except one thing! And you can’t even do that. Fucking pathetic.”

That was apparently his last straw of the night, Felix bent down and shoved the toothbrush into the duffle bag, slinging it over his shoulder. He turned on his heel and left the bedroom. You heard him grab his keys, then the door opening and slamming shut. It hadn’t occurred to you that he might actually be considering moving out, or breaking up with you entirely. Truth be told, it would’ve been easier for him to get rid of you all together seeing as you were only capable of annoying him lately. Had you gone too far this time? You let out a deep sigh, falling back into the pillow and shutting your eyes.

You didn’t sleep. You couldn’t when you knew he was out there, angry at you. Normally, it didn’t bother you that he was out and you were stuck at home, but this time felt different. He’d taken up on your offer by taking the bag of clothes with him wherever he was going, meaning he wasn’t coming home. It had been hours since he’d left, the clock now reading 2:30 a.m. With a guy as handsome as Felix, he could easily be anywhere getting his dick wet if he really was through with you and your antics. This had you pacing in the living room, biting your thumb as thoughts of his possible infidelity flooded your imagination. All he really had to do was bat his pretty lashes at someone and they’d be on their knees for him the way you always were.

You’d thought the sound of the door opening was a ghost time lapse, something that happened so often when you were alone and so used to a routine, so you didn’t bother turning to face the entryway where your boyfriend stood, watching you stalk back and forth. His eyes were glossy, cheeks red from the cold night air. He wasn’t sure how long he watched you work yourself into a mess over his absence. Finally, he spoke up, “you’re gonna cause a draft.” Your body jolted upon hearing his voice, freezing and looking at him stood with the bag at his feet.

“You came back,” tears welled in your eyes. You never cried during arguments, nor after, but the fear of possibly losing him had you rethinking all the bullshit you did just to get him to fuck you harder when in reality, you probably could’ve just asked.

Felix watched your eyes dart between him and the duffle bag, “I didn’t take it with me.” Upon closer inspection, you saw it wasn’t even zipped up, still sat next to the pile of your and his shoes. “What?” your voice almost a whisper.

“You didn’t see I left it?” he cracked a small laugh at your ignorance. “We don’t go to bed mad. I couldn’t take it.”

Burning in your eyes made you want to cry even more, but the sad look on his face when you spoke your next words tied the knot, “I thought you weren’t coming back.” Felix kicked off his shoes immediately and ran to embrace you, warm and sweet. You’d finally let yourself cry, sobbing into his jacket that was much too thin for this weather. His arms around your neck kept you firmly pressed to his chest as your body shuddered. “I always come back,” he mumbled into your hair, pressing light kisses to the top of your head. He let you unwind like this, your hands gripping onto his shirt as you let out more silent tears. After a few more moments like this you pulled away, sniffling as you said, “I thought you went somewhere- I- I don’t know where but I thought you might’ve met someone and-”

“Might’ve gone to someone else?” His heart broke as you crumbled before him. He’d never even considered the thought, there was no place he’d rather be. You couldn’t look him in the eyes when you’d just accused him of cheating on you. “My love, I’m sorry I put you through that,” he reached out to cup your cheeks, forcing you to make eye contact. “And I’m sorry for the past couple of weeks, you were right.” Felix brought his lips to your cheeks, kissing away any stray tears. He didn’t stop, he kept leaving burning touches along your face with his lips and no intent to stop. This made you giggle and shut your eyes as his grip on your jaw tightened, holding you in place to start kissing down your neck. “You’re too good to me,” he breathed out between kisses, hands making their way down the sides of your body and slipping slightly under your shirt. His hands were warm and tender as he touched you.

You hadn’t meant to think out loud, but before you realized it had already been said, “am I?”

“What?” Felix put a pause on his kissing rampage to look at you again, though you didn’t look back in hopes it would deter the conversation. He pressed you again, “are you what, baby?”

Looks like there was no turning away. “Am I good enough for you?” If he could’ve Felix would’ve burst into flames right there with the sadness that clouded your eyes. He didn’t know what to say, talking was always your area of expertise. All he could come up with was, “more than enough,” before crashing his lips to yours. There were no other words exchanged between the time he kissed you and the time it took to get you both naked and in the bedroom. The way he showed you love was always through lingering touches, warm embraces, and even hotter kisses. But what he loved most was hair pulling. Not in a rough way, but when his head was between your legs and it proved how much you were enjoying yourself because of him, such as now.

Felix’s hair was of complete disarray, black locks sticking in every direction as you kneaded your fingers through it. You weren’t sure how long he’d been at it, you were hardly paying attention to how many orgasms he’d brought you to with his mouth and fingers, could’ve been minutes or could’ve been hours. You were panting and sweating at this point, your legs tossed over Felix’s shoulders as tried not to clench your thighs too tightly around his head. You were on the brink of another high as he curled his fingers at just the right angle to rub oh so nicely along your walls. What really did it for you was the way his lips would suck in your clit with the perfect amount of pressure. You’d been together long enough that he had the exact formula to make your body convulse down to a T. One good, hard suck and a couple more strokes of his fingers, you saw white and your eyes rolled back, “third times a charm, baby. Are you okay?” You could hear his voice, though not really understand his question. The only response Felix got was a few incoherent groans, though it was enough for him to stand up and pull his boxers down with a deep laugh.

As you were coming down from your high, Felix was already rubbing his hands into the sides of your thighs soothingly, peppering light kisses across your collarbone. As soon as you could open your eyes again, you wrapped your arms around his neck and hooked your legs to pull his hips in closer. This earned you another throaty chuckle, “relax, baby. I’m not going anywhere. Wanna take my time with you.” The sultriness of his voice in your ear sent shocks straight back down to your core, arousing you all over again.

You loved him with your whole being, but you didn’t want him to take his time or be gentle anymore. With how earth shattering the last three orgasms were for you, you didn’t want him to be soft. But how were you to ask your boyfriend, who couldn’t even kill the spider in your bathroom a month ago, to treat you as if you were less than the ground he walked on? You couldn’t, not right now at least. So you let him take you softly, painstakingly slow, making love as if you were the only person that could help him to produce enough love for the world.

He kept his strokes long and deep, pulling and pushing in from tip to base again and again. Both of your moans filled the empty space of the room. Your walls fluttered deliciously around him when he moaned particularly loud, and Felix figured out something new that makes you tick. Kissing between the valley of your breasts and up the center of your neck, he leaned in close to your ear and said in a tone lower than you’ve ever heard him speak, “you were made for me.” The newfound register of his voice made your body tingle, your eyes screwed tighter than they already were as your heels dug into the small of his back. Felix chuckled at your reaction, “you like this, love? You like how deep I am inside you? If I came right now, it probably wouldn’t spill out. You pussy sucks me in so good.” You clenched so tight, you thought you were actually pulling him deeper into you. Felix didn’t censor himself anymore that night, letting you hear exactly how your cunt made him feel.

Your bodies were drenched in sweat at this point, fingernails dragging down his back as he muttered the filthiest of things to you. “You’re mine, this pussy is mine. All for me,” he rambled one last time. You were so incredibly close, all it took was him biting into your neck for you to contract your walls and tip into your last high of the night. You brought Felix with you as your hands pulled at the roots of his hair, finishing into you with the deepest and loudest moan you’d heard all night. He fell onto you with a huff, calming himself enough before gently pulling out and planting a kiss to your forehead.

Felix rushed towards the bathroom, you’d heard him shuffle around and run the sink before shutting it off and making his way back to you, laid out in relaxation on your back. The walls weren’t spinning, but you definitely felt lighter than you had in the past few days. Felix gave you another kiss on the cheek as he spread your knees, wiping away any left over residue. The contact of the wet towel made you flinch. “I know I’m sorry. But hey, there really isn’t anything spilling out,” he said, which made you laugh a little harder than it should’ve, making a tear roll down your cheek. “Babe, why are you crying?” Felix asked through the short burst of laughter.

“I don’t know… it was really good,” you replied honestly. It was really good, so good that it gave you a taste of what you could have, only making you want more. It made you feel selfish for even wasting a tear on the subject. Felix was just as confused as you were about your emotions, “then?”

He tossed the towel into the hamper, jumping into his side of the bed and sitting up to look at you. You felt like you couldn’t look at him, embarrassed by the thought of having to tell your extremely loving and sensitive boyfriend about your fantasies. As you stared at the ceiling, Felix rolled onto his side and leaned on his forearm, listening intently. You were both still butt naked, so he pulled the long-forgotten sheets to cover your recovering bodies. He sensed your hesitance, “you can tell me anything.”

“I know I can,” more hot tears started to form, but you quickly rubbed your face to make them stop. “But that’s why it’s even more embarrassing…”

“Embarrassing to admit you have a voice kink?” Felix said it like it was casual conversation. It should be, sex talk between partners. You were used to telling him how wonderful he was in bed, but not used to telling him what he could be doing.

You nodded, still staring at the ceiling. “And maybe a biting kink?” He kept pressing, remembering the little things he did tonight that made you feel things you usually didn’t. You weren’t sure how to respond, biting your lower lip as your eyebrows scrunched. Felix readjusted himself to lay on his back, gesturing for you to lay on his chest. You compliedall to easily. “Is there more I should know about?” He said just above a whisper, running his fingers lightly along the top of your head.

“Can you not look at me when I say this?” you buried your head deeper into his chest, cheeks heating up.

“Will that make you more comfortable?” You nodded again, closing your eyes. “Okay, not looking.”

“I…” you sucked in a deep breath, “I want you to fuck me so hard I can’t think and manhandle me until I’m crying and choke me and slap me and make me beg-“

“Woah wait-“

“Lix just be rough with me. I just want-“

“For me to treat you like shit?” You could hear the amusement in his voice, like he expected it. The change of tone gave you a sudden confidence boost, shooting up and looking him dead in the eyes. “Yeah.”

He wore a shit eating grin. “Okay. I’ll keep that in mind,” was all he said before you back down to cuddle once again. You felt somewhat relieved by his reaction, though the nervousness still lingered as you recalled the way his voice sounded not too long ago, deep and controlling and so utterly sexy. But you were too spent, too tired to even consider another round to see if your boyfriend really did pick up what you were putting down. Just as your eyes began to close, a rumbling in Felix’s chest made you peer up at him. He was giggling, but his eyes were shut. “What?”

“Heh, you’re so funny.” He kissed the top of your head and flipped you on your back, turning both of you on your sides to spoon you to sleep.

It had been a while since that last argument, about three months. The two of you were happy and content, though still bickering as usual. Neither of you brought up the discussion, only implementing it slowly into your sex lives little by little. It started with tighter hair pulling and light slapping of your ass every now and then, progressing to a bit of choking then slapping your face a bit, eventually he was okay with you scratching up his back while he bit love marks across your skin. This is as far as it had gotten until today.

Felix was at the studio with Chan and Minho, recording some stuff they’d been working on. They’d been at it for a couple of hours before deciding to take a well deserved break. Felix and Minho sat on the couch of the crowded room while Chan was in his usual chair at the desk. “I envy you,” Minho said, looking at the youngest.

“Why?” Felix questioned, confused as to what he was referring to. Taking off his hat, Minho ran a hand through his hair before sticking it back on. “‘Cause you and Y/N. Your relationship looks so easy to maintain. You fight, fuck, and make up like its Maybelline.”

“How do you know what Maybelline is?” Chan chuckled, turning around now interested in the conversation.

“Unimportant and besides the point,” he replied, “I’m jealous.” Felix stared at his hands, unable to understand why he brought it up.

“I mean, we don’t just fuck and make up. We talk it out first,” Felix defended himself. Though it wasn’t enough to convince Minho.

“You do? Cus if I remember correctly, she almost kicked you out last time.”

“She didn’t mean it,” he said sternly. And Felix was right, you didn’t mean it. It was just a one time thing done in the heat of the moment.

“You guys haven’t fought in a while, right?” Chan asked, a look of genuine concern on his face. Felix shook his head, “no. But the last time we did we-”

“Fucked and made up,” Minho shouted, amused by the flush of red that crowded the younger’s cheeks and ears. They rolled their eyes at Minho’s enthusiasm for Felix’s sex life. It wasn’t anything new for them, talking about each other’s flings and steamy nights, but Felix felt something different in the air when he remembered the way you described him wanting to switch up the way he treated you in the bedroom. He wasn’t sure how else to go about it other than the obvious stunts he was already pursuing.

The silence from Felix was winning enough for Minho to move his attention to his phone, Chan spinning back around in his chair. He pondered asking his older, much more experienced friends about it, almost sure that either of them could’ve given him a more than helpful answer. The only thing stopping him was his own embarrassment, Felix understood why you were so shy to speak up about your fantasies in the first place. Eventually, your fantasies became his. “Hyung?” Chan and Minho both responded, looking at him. He suddenly felt even more anxious. “You both have… had a lot of sex… right?” Minho looked up, moving his fingers like he was counting, then nodded, the oldest shrugged and cocked his head at his computer. “I- I think Y/N wants something different… but I don’t know- I’m not sure how- I’m starting to think she does things on purpose…”

Both older boys blinked at Felix in confusion. “Like?” Chan pressed. “Like… you see how we talk to each other. Sometimes I think maybe…”

“Oh my god, she does it on purpose!” Minho yelled as his eyes went wide, forgetting that they were technically at work. Felix jumped and shoved his palm over Minho’s mouth, shushing him instantly. “Shut up! The doors open!”

Chan stifled his laugh, covering his own mouth to not seem insensitive. Minho pushed the black haired boy off of him, sitting up and looking more intently at him. Felix did his best to hide the pink that tinted his ears. “It’s not funny, I swear,” Chan calmed down enough to say. “But really? Is that why she’s always fucking with you?”

“I think? I mean, after the last fight we had she kinda told me she wanted me to- okay, verbatim, ‘manhandle’ her,” he tucked his knees to his chest in effort to calm his heartbeat. “But how do I do that?! I’ve never been… rough… before.” It felt so foreign for him to admit.

“You must be one gentle ass lover,” Minho laughed again. “Does she ever really piss you off?” Felix shook his head no again. “Not so much pissed off, just like… frustrated?”

No one knew what to say, they all knew Felix wasn’t an angry person. If he was ever mad, it wasn’t anything that couldn’t be fixed within a couple hours. Being consumed by anger was something he just didn’t do. “Maybe you should,” Chan said nonchalantly. Felix looked at him quizzically, “get angry.”

Later that night, Felix had decided to walk back to your shared apartment. It wasn’t a long walk, but it did give enough time for Chan to call you and inform you of the conversation he had with your boyfriend- only partially, though. He didn’t give you any gorey details, just mentioning how he gave Felix a little “pep talk,” is what he called it. “We coached him a bit, gave him a few pointers. But he doesn’t think he could do it unless you get him real pissed.” That’s what Chan said. Idea after idea flooded your brain. You were great at annoying your boyfriend, it’s your specialty. You just hope that he doesn’t take it too personally.

Felix arrived not even fifteen minutes after you ended the phone call with his bandmate, calling out for you when he stepped into your home. It still gave you butterflies seeing him after he’d been at work all day, that’s how you knew that your relationship was as solid as could be. And that you could get him exactly where you wanted him. You’d let him wash up and make a quick meal before you both called it a night, getting into bed together. He’d told you about his day and all the progress he made in the studio. “Tomorrow is just dance practice and a costume fitting,” he was laid on his back with an arm behind his head and the other brushing his fingers through your hair. He loved seeing you so vulnerable for him in the most innocent ways, such as right now where you’re both naked in bed besides the panties you wore and his boxers, on your stomach with your head perched in your palms. The closeness without the barrier of clothes was always something Felix adored about being able to fall asleep next to you, the skin to skin contact growing to be something you loved just as much.

“Would you wanna come? Tomorrow, I mean- with me?” It wasn’t rare for him to ask you to come places with him, and you’d been to his company more than enough times. Still, he was always unsure. You nodded excitedly, “good. I need your opinion on whatever the hell they decide to put me in.” Laughter filled the air as you melted into his touch and the bed, falling asleep.

The morning came quicker than expected, you’d heard Felix’s alarm go off and buried your face deeper into the pillow. His warm hand traced up your bare thigh, gently shaking your hip to wake you, “c’mon love. You’re coming with me today, remember?”

How could you forget?

Sighing, you rolled onto your back and drowsily opened your eyes to see your boyfriend hanging above you, waiting. As soon as your vision focused, he leaned down and pressed a sweet, closed-mouthed kiss to your lips, “mmm… morning breath.” He teased, shuffling away into the bathroom.

You didn’t want to look like you were trying too hard, not in front of his friends that were always so stylish. Keeping your makeup clean and simple, you opted for baggy straight legged lounge pants and a cropped white shirt to even out your proportions. It was nice enough, right?

Wrong. The dance room was filled with beautiful clothes for the group and even more beautiful women, their stylists to be specific. They were all dressed so chic and they looked so well put together. Felix didn’t need to introduce you to the members, however it was your first time meeting their stylists. They all seemed nice, greeting you politely and complementing your hair or makeup. To be honest, you couldn’t be bothered to remember all of their names, but one stood out more than the rest. Her short hair was silver, starkly different to that of your boyfriend’s. She was tall and wore a blazer that accentuated her arms nicely. To say she was attractive would be an understatement. Felix mentioned that her name was Mihyeon.

The boys were off changing into whatever stage costume was handed to them, leaving you alone sitting on one of the benches waiting for their return. Mihyeon strode over, taking the seat beside you. “I really love your outfit! You played with the proportions so nicely. Do you mind if I take a closer look?” she asked, standing again and holding her hand out for you to take. You did, letting her lead you to the mirror wall. She stood behind you, playing with the top of your pants, pulling the back of it to mold closer to your hips and show off your figure. Mihyeon continued down the length of them, every curve of your lower body on display for her to examine. To say you were enjoying the attention was an understatement, you loved it, especially from a woman who was as attractive as her.

Shameless in the room still full of people, Mihyeon let go of your pants, standing again and resting her hands over your shoulders then slowly sliding them down your arms. The tips of her fingers lingered over the tops of your own hands, breaking contact to glide along your hips and back up towards the bit of exposed skin of your stomach. She tugged lightly at the hem of your shirt, leaning forward so her chin hovered above your shoulder. It seemed that she was about to speak when the door to the dance room opened.

Felix was fiddling with his belt when his eyes trained on the scene before him, his stylist’s hands on his girlfriend in a way that wouldn’t even touch him even though he was the idol. A flame lit in his gut, angrily doing his belt and stalking away into the corner of the room his phone was. You pushed Mihyeon’s hands off of you, finding your way to the man who was clearly fuming. He didn’t look at you, eyes trained on his phone.

You could practically see the steam coming out of his ears. He was insecure, sure, but only ever with himself. Never has he been jealous or even mentioned any sort of malice towards people who hit on you. Something about the way he invited you today because he values your opinion, the way he left for no more than ten minutes and another woman’s hands are on you, the way it looked like you were enjoying it. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to yell at you or fuck you until you were the one yelling. Probably the latter, and preferably his name.

You were still supposed to be at the company with Felix for a couple more hours, so you did your best to ease tensions with him by sliding your arms around his waist from behind. “You look great, baby,” you cooed in his ear. He didn’t acknowledge your presence verbally, but the way his shoulder tensed when you touched him told you he knew it was you. Pressing a kiss to the skin behind his ear, you hugged him tighter, his muscles slightly relaxing into you. Back hugs were always his weakness.

When you reached out to cup your hand over his that held his phone, he abruptly turned around and looked you in the eyes. “Yeah? Doesn’t Mihyeon look better, though?” His tone was sarcastic as he slumped back into the bench, averting your gaze again.

“N-no?” you asked, playing dumb. Settling in front of him on your knees, you pulled his feet out to trap you between them. Innocent, the way he liked it, your small actions that made him feel so big and powerful.

Felix leaned forward, elbows on his knees as his hand scooped your chin, raising it so you looked him directly in the eyes. “No? So you weren’t just letting her touch you like you were waiting for her to fuck you?” He whispered, letting go of your face as you shook your head no. “I think you’re lying to me,” his voice lowered and taunting. This new side of your boyfriend sent shivers down your spine, straight to your core. You could feel your panties getting sticky as he sat back and spread his knees, keeping his feet firmly pressed to either side of your body to hold you in place. Felix’s tongue pushed into the side of his cheek, looking down at you. He really did look good, especially in these new all black stage outfits, riddled with chains that formed a spider web across his chest. The doe eyes you were making at him paired with the way you sat on your knees, hands in your lap made him come to a decision. Clicking his tongue, he came in close again, “we aren’t staying for practice. After this fitting, we’re going home and I’m going to make you wish you had kept your hands to yourself.”

The fitting went by excruciatingly slow, your boyfriend was purposely taking his time. He knew your core was throbbing in anticipation as you couldn’t find the strength to stand and mingle with the other members like you usually would, letting them come to you when they wanted to chat. You avoided Mihyeon at all costs, not wanting to push Felix further. Or maybe you did, but that was for another day.

He acted completely normal with the other members, though whenever he would make his way back to you, he’d whisper in such a low register how badly he wanted to ruin you and make you beg for mercy. You could swear your heart had dropped into your pussy with how much it thumped between your legs. If these were the pointers Chan and Minho gave him, you’d have told them sooner.

Felix all but dragged you out of the building, flagging down the first taxi he could and politely pushed you inside. His hand never left the inside of your thigh as he stared out the window. You could tell he was still mad judging by the way his jaw tensed when you let your own hand rest over his. It wasn’t until you were isolated together in the elevator did he speak again, “you have no idea how much you piss me off.” It came out as more of a growl than anything. As soon as the words left his mouth, he pushed you back against the wall of the elevator, hands on either side of your head. There was a new light behind his eyes, darkening his usually sunny irises in a way you could only make out to be lust. Pure, unfiltered, and unadulterated lust.

Felix held his stare so intensely it made you squirm, it was amusing to him knowing he had this effect on you with just a single look. The ride up to your floor felt longer than it ever had before. He didn’t move a muscle until the doors finally opened, taking your hand and letting you step in front of him to open the door. Hands found their way to your hips before you could even put the key into the lock, heavy breaths escaping you. As soon as you opened it, he shoved you inside with light but unexpected force, making you stumble. You dropped your bag to the floor, turning around to look at him as he entered and locked the front door.

“You think you can get away with anything, don’t you?” Anger now littered his face, pushing his eyebrows together as he stepped closer to you. You didn’t get a chance to reason with him before Felix tipped your chin up with his finger, deciding how to proceed. “You’re going to do exactly as I say. You won’t question me, you won’t disobey. Understand?” you nodded, uncertain. “Words, bunny.” The new nickname raised goosebumps along your skin.

“I understand,” the words could barely leave your mouth.

He smiled, only now it was almost sadistic. “Hm. Now,” he began kicking off your shoes and gestured for you to follow. Once that was done, he continued, “go to the room and strip. Sit in the middle of the bed with your back to the door. You have five minutes.” You couldn’t have run any faster to your bedroom, hearing him chuckle at your responsiveness from his spot at the entryway.

You did as you were told, stripping yourself of all the restricting fabric and leaving it in a pile at the foot of the bed. Crawling into the center of your nicely made bed, you settled on resting on your knees, the way you did back at the dance studio with your hands politely in your lap. From the other room, you could hear your boyfriend shuffling around, the undoing of his belt ringing the loudest throughout the quiet apartment. You wanted to face the door to see him, but his instructions made it clear he didn’t want you to. Your suspicions were proven correct when the sudden presence of another body entering the room made the hairs on your skin stand. Footsteps drew closer behind you, the bed dipped back and you knew he was centimeters away.

Warm fingers traced up the side of your right arm until it reached your shoulder then moved your hair to one side. “So beautiful,” Felix mumbled into your hair, still not completely touching you. The compliment accompanied by his sultry voice made your body writhe with electricity, most potent between your legs. He climbed closer to you, now you could feel his body heat against your back but not pressed directly against you. Lips kissed your bare shoulder delicately as his hands presented something in front of you. Looking down, he held a silk white blindfold. You knew exactly where this was going.

“If you’re going to remember anything tonight, it’ll be four things. Okay, bunny?” his voice didn’t exceed that of a whisper.

“Yes, sir.” The name slipped from your mouth without your brain processing it, too focused on the aching of your core and how you were probably soaking the sheets beneath you.

“Sir? Hm… I like that,” Felix let out a breathy laugh. “Traffic system. Green means go, yellow means slow it down, red is full stop. Remember those colors.” He spread the blindfold between both of his hands, bringing it up to your eyes and tying it behind your head with ease. “What’s your color, bunny?”

It was hard to muster enough stability to speak, “green! Green. But that’s only three things, sir.”

Felix laughed again, still deep and lustful. “Bunny catches on quick. The last thing…” he paused, taking the sides of your arms and pushing your upper body forward so that you were on all fours. Your arms shook as he kissed and licked down your spine, taking hold of your hips to keep you still. The further he made his way down he began to smooth over the supple flesh of your ass, switching between groping and pinching it. The loss of your eyesight made you feel everything he did ten times more, making your skin vibrate wherever he left his mark. The pain of the pinching followed by his soft palms made your body convulse every so slightly. Felix’s lips touched every part of your backside except for where you wanted- no, needed him most. He trailed over each cheek and down and up both thighs before removing his lips all together, deciding to plant his hands strongly on the sides of your thighs. Felix hummed lowly, content with how you shuddered beneath him. “Remember to breathe.”

“What-“ his lips attached themselves to your aching clit, sucking you in before you could finish your sentence. The moisture your arousal already produced made his thick lips slick easily around you, adding to it by letting the tip of his tongue circle around the bud then between your folds and just barely gliding over your entrance. Your body burned in bliss, his hands still pinching your skin while his mouth worked overtime to stimulate you as much as possible.

You were drowning in the sudden pleasure, skin on fire as your vision was blacked out by the blindfold. Something about the sensory deprivation made you all the more wet. So lost in thought and ecstasy, Felix brought one of his magical hands up from your ass, only to bring it back down with a hard smack. The pain made you jolt forward and let out a high pitched moan. He chased your cunt to reattach his lips, rubbing into where he smacked you soothingly. Your breathing couldn’t have been more ragged, until he lifted and slapped the same cheek again… and again… and again. Your body shivered and convulsed, the sweetness of his mouth accompanied by the harsh slaps against your ass so close to sending you over the edge. Felix could feel your walls tightening as he dipped his tongue through your hole, the wet muscle circling inside and spreading you as much as possible. Dipping his tongue in and out, he knew you were close. Just to get you there, he moved back to your cunt, sucking, then one more smack sent you tumbling forward, arms giving out and falling face first into the bed as your body trembled through its first high of the night.

Your boyfriend’s deep laughter filled the room along with your whining groans, already blacked out vision somehow going white. It took you a few moments to regain your breath. Felix gave you this leeway, but only this once. His question pulled you from your second of relaxation, “color?”

Shaky arms managed to push you to your knees again, sitting back into how he initially wanted you. “Green, sir. Thank you.”

Felix let out a soft chuckle, “so polite, hm? I didn’t even ask you to thank me. Just because you’re so cute,” he gripped the back of your head by your hair, yanking you backwards slightly and wrapping his free hand under your jaw as his lips met yours. You could taste yourself as his tongue forced its way into your mouth, suddenly understanding why he always took liberty to go down first. Tongues dances around each other in a sloppy waltz, neither necessarily gaining dominance over the other. He pulled away first, also tugging your head so you couldn’t follow him. Though you couldn’t see his eyes, the seductive hum Felix let out was enough to know he was smiling at himself proudly. He tightened the grip on your hair, making you whine again. “My turn, bunny.”

He used the handle on your hair to toss you back towards the end of the bed with a yelp, feeling the edge of it under your neck. You felt the bed rise as he stood from it, seconds later he pulled you further off the edge by your rib cage. His warmth left for a split second, followed by the sound of his belt hitting the floor and his hands combed through your hair to hang. Felix’s scent made you feel dizzy, you wanted him even more.

Apparently your boyfriend was a mind reader. He cupped the side of your face from your upside down position, leaving one more spider man kiss on your lips. Still cradling your face, he lightly tapped the head of his cock to your mouth. It was almost second nature for you to open so he could enter.

His thrusts into your mouth started slow, careful not to hurt you. But his instincts got the best of him, pushing harder and deeper down your throat. You couldn’t see it, but he was fascinated by the way your neck bulged every time he pushed in. His eyes trained on your throat, eventually he found himself gripping his hands around it and adding a slight pressure, thumbs running up and down the center of your neck to feel for himself.

You were proud to say you were good at managing your gag reflex. However the new position, post orgasm bliss, and the sensory deprivation had you so brainless you almost forgot the very last rule. Your windpipe contracted around Felix’s cock in an attempt to fill with air. It didn’t help that his balls swung against your nose every time you tried to inhale, but you didn’t mind it.

Drool dribbled from the corners of your mouth and down your cheeks. From behind the blindfold you closed your eyes, blinking away tears that were forming. But you failed, the tears mixed with the drool that continued to wet your face and his balls. He gave you the satisfaction of moaning while he pummeled your mouth, the grip on your neck tightening as he lost himself to the pleasure. Felix spared you a split second of relief, pulling from your spit covered mouth to tap his tip against your lips again. “So pretty. My pretty bunny is so good for me,” he said, so clear and seductive enough for the words to shoot straight to your pussy again.

A couple more taps and he reinserted his cock into your mouth, showing no mercy as he leaned over your body onto his forearms to cage you in and thrust relentlessly. The tip of his cock hit the back of your throat, causing you to gag over and over. The vibrations electrified his dick, almost pushing him over the edge. Felix regained his self control before he could unload into your mouth, pulling out and taking in a deep breath. “God, you're so filthy,” there was a change in his tone, no longer praising. His footsteps drew away and around the side of the bed, grabbing your hands to sit you up.

“Does my dirty bunny want more?” he cooed, smoothing out your hair. You nodded, eager and needy. “Yes, sir. N-need more.”

“What do you want? Bunny needs to tell me exactly what she wants,” his breath fanned along the backside of your ear, pulling your hair away and kissing the hidden skin.

“W-want sir to f-fill me up,” Felix was taken aback slightly, the shock of your words reminding him that he’s still new to the roughness of the scene. Quickly he composed himself, letting a low hum rumble in your ear. Your body still shivered at his voice.

The bed dipped behind you again, hands resting at your hips. “On your knees,” he commanded, confidence lacing his words, and god did you love it. You obeyed, tucking your legs under you only for him to haul you forward by the hips and force you on all fours again. This time, a hand pushed your upper body down into the bed, ass hanging high on display for him. You couldn’t help but wiggle a little, needing his touch. “Patience is a virtue, love. Don’t rush me.”

With that he leaned his hips into yours, running his cock through your soaking folds teasingly. There was no stopping your whining, not when your nerve endings were on overdrive. Felix focused on the tip of his cock to your swollen clit, pressing incredibly and deliciously hard enough to make you both cry out. “Please, s-sir. C-can’t-“

Felix cut off your complaints by shoving his cock into you unexpectedly, jackhammering into you as soon as the tip was in. He was fucking you into the mattress unrelentingly, holding onto your upper thighs for leverage. You, on the other hand, was jello beneath him, if he hadn’t made you lay flat you would’ve fallen anyways.

The filling sensation every time he pulled out just to shove himself back in had your mouth in an ‘O’ shape, crying out into the pillow. You did your best to brace yourself by gripping onto the sheets, but every hard, deep, pounding thrust had you slowly inching further up the bed. Every couple thrusts his balls would bump against your clit, making you whine a bit louder. You’d learned early neither of you were quiet, however this was a new level. You couldn’t stop moaning, “f-fuck, sir! Please, please, please,” though you didn’t know what you were begging for.

His attack on your cunt ceased enough for him to speak, “fuck, bunny. So tight, so wet for m- god- don’t clench so fucking hard! Are you trying to make me cum right now?” Felix slapped your right cheek harder than he had all night, making you do exactly what he said not to; clench.

“‘m s-sorry sir. F-feel too good. More, need more.” He stopped his movements all together, trying to rile you up. It worked. You needed the friction of his cock dragging along your walls, so you took matters into your own hands by raising your hips and pushing it back down, fucking yourself onto him. He gave more slaps to your ass, making you clench even more than before. “You’re so desperate, hm? Look at you, so pretty and pathetic. Fucking yourself on my cock like a slut.” His degrading words rippled from your head to your toes, spurring him to continue. “You like when I call you that? My little slut, being so good for me. Trying to fuck me like the cock hungry bunny she is.” Everything about the way he spoke to you made your body crumble.

As much as you tried to rock your hips at the speed you wanted, you just couldn’t, not without him. “N-not enough. Please, sir, please help me,” you begged, broken voice ever so sweet in his ears.

Felix yanked at your hair again, sitting you up straight and pulling you flush against his chest. The grip on your hair loosened, only to be replaced on your neck, choking you. His free hand slithered around you waist and rested just between your stomach and your soaking mound. The new angle already shifted his cock in you, rubbing against the spot that had you drooling. “Like this, bunny?” The question was a rhetorical one, he could feel your walls fluttering against him and that was enough of an answer.

Your feet were on either side of his knees, hips pressed solidly to your ass as he kept your upper body against his. You were starting to feel drunk on the feeling of his hands around your neck and cock buried inside you. Then he started to move, quick and shallow thrusts that pounded against your g-spot every time. Felix added pressure to your throat, air supply gradually decreasing. You knew you asked for more, knowing he’d give it to you, but you didn’t expect the last trick he pulled from his pocket.

The hand below your stomach pressed into you, lowering your g-spot to an angle he hardly had to try to hit. When he did, he did it with such force you couldn’t speak, going mute all together. Drool leaked from your mouth again, mixing with tears as he sent you through wave after wave of pleasure. Slapping skin on skin and his working grunts was all that filled the room. Felix noticed your lack of verbal cues, “c’mon bunny, what happened? Didn’t you want me to be rough? Are you bored?” He asked in a tone that suggested he knew how good he made you feel. He was teasing you, poking fun at how dumb and messy you must’ve looked.

At the same time, the hand around your throat squeezed extra hard while the other pressed further into your lower region. The tightness of your clenching ushered him to remind you to breathe, despite his handle on your throat. The combined stimulation ripped your orgasm through you like a tidal wave, crying out his name in pure ecstasy. His hand dropped from your neck and joined down to rub figure eights against your clit to ride out the high. You did your best to control your breathing, which apparently worked because it felt like your orgasm didn’t fade for what seemed like forever.

Before you could fully come down, Felix shoved your limp body forward to put your ass in the air again. You felt him stand taller against your ass, untying the blindfold only to push your head deeper into the mattress. “Don’t forget about me, bunny.” The overstimulation of his cock still inside made it impossible to forget his presence.

One hand on your face in the sheets, the other finding your hand, interlocking your fingers as he supported his weight enough to rock into you again. He went fast, focusing solely on himself to get the final push. “S-so-“ you couldn’t get the words out with his hand and the bed muffling you. Felix brushed the hair from your eyes to see them locked shut.

“What is it, bunny? So what?”

“So good, so b-big-“ he rammed his cock so deep into you that you saw stars one more time. Your walls convulsed around him in an overstimulated orgasm you didn’t realize was coming. The clench and your words had Felix emptying himself into you, hunched over your back and holding tightly onto your hand- the only thing grounding him.

He stayed like this for a moment, leaving soft and calming kisses down your spine and rubbing his thumb against yours. You didn’t want to move even though the position was now uncomfortable, eyes already beginning to droop closed. Felix slowly pulled out as carefully as possible, but the sensitivity was still very present and made you wince. “Gotta get cleaned up, baby,” he rubbed your arms, attempting to pull you up but your body gave out, falling back into his lap. “So tired,” you mumbled, not even able to look up at him to see the hearts in his eyes.

Your boyfriend smiled down, wiping away the sweaty hair matted to your forehead and laying a sweet kiss to it. “I know.” He always knew.

He laid you back down, only to get up and lift you bridal style to the bathroom. Felix placed you down to sit on the toilet, instructing you to pee while he left to grab a glass of water. “No UTI’s here, right?” He joked, skipping away all too energized for the events that took place less than ten minutes ago. You made the mistake of glancing behind you at the mirror, the reflection giving away how ruined you looked with mascara stains down your cheeks, lipstick smeared into oblivion. It made your cheeks heat up at the recent memory.

Before you could get lost in thought, Felix made his way back into the restroom with a glass in his hand. “Drink,” he all but shoved it in your mouth. Ironic. He watched you swallow, eyes wide and so, so in love. “Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?”

The compliment caught you off guard, making you choke a little on the water. He laughed, running a hand to wipe a bit of mascara off your cheek. “Shower? Or too tired?” You shook your head no, leaning into his hand and rubbing your face into it. “Okay, okay. No shower.” Felix bent over and placed one last kiss to your lips before closing the door to let you situate yourself. He came back a minute later with a box of wipes, saying something about not going to sleep sweaty.

“That bed definitely has worse liquids on it than sweat,” you retorted, causing him to laugh brightly. Still, he held you up enough to wipe your body quickly, doing himself next and leading you back to bed.

You weren’t wrong, there were wet spots in various places. Felix stripped the bed quickly, only laying the loose sheet onto the bare mattress. “We’ll fix it tomorrow,” he said. You weren’t about to argue, so close to falling asleep standing up. He allowed you to fall into bed first, grabbing the comforter and tossing it over before climbing in next to you. Taking his usual spot with his chest to your back, he whispered with a smile in his voice, “was that rough enough for you?”

Eyes closing with the comfort of his lips to your neck, “more than enough,” you replied and allowed sleep to overtake you. Just as the darkness pulled you, you caught his voice one last time, “like Maybelline.”

A/N: this took a lil longer than I hoped to write, but still I think it came out decent for how thoughtless I was when putting it together heh

I may or may not take even a bit longer to put out the next part since next week is final exams for me then right after I'm going on a road trip, but I'll do what I can! in the mean time I'll more than likely write little dribbles and shorter fics to make up for it!

The next part im thinkiiiiiing... SPOILER... Hyunjin heheheheheheh. That one should be a bit more interesting with more inner monologue from him rather than reader.

As always feedback is appreciated!!!

-momo <3

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spectral-essence · 3 years ago

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❥ milk & cookies

↳ felix x fem!reader

↳ wc: 4.6k

↳ genre: friends to lovers, smut, oneshot

↳ summary: both felix and y/n have had a crush on each other for many years, never knowing the feelings were mutual all this time. what happens when you sneak into felix’s room after thinking he wasn’t home, only to get caught like a bunny in a tiger’s den?

if you would like to support my work and give me motivation to keep going, you can buy me a coffee!

↳ warnings: best friend!felix, fem!reader, reader is referred to as “girl”, reader has a vulva, felix loves your boobs, you are both perverts, or am i the pervert?😨, possessive!felix, you guys cry together, it’s a soft moment 🚶‍♀️, nipple play, lactation kink, panties sniffing and licking (eye c a reoccurring theme here 🤨), pillow humping, breastfeeding fantasies, pregnancy kink/fantasies, breeding kink, breast fucking, felix fucks your tits, dirty talking (a lot), oral (reader receiving), cum eating, unprotected sex, bulge kink, stomach bulge, cumming inside, aftercare, i probably missed some

this one is for you, anon! 😁❤️ i have realized i suck at writing smut even though i am a smut writer 🥸💀 sorry if the smut feels rushed or repetitive. if you see any typos or grammatical errors, no you didn’t

tags: @minaamhh

smut under cut — 19+ only!

grocery shopping became one of your favorite weekly chores as your best friend always insisted that you two would shop together.

just like that, the dull moments in life became moments you looked forward to. heck, even going to the dmv with felix was fun.

pushing the cart along the baking section, felix continued to be a comedic genius like he always was. having the same humor, you laughed until your stomach hurt as you both picked out the flour for your baking plans tonight.

people gave you two confused looks as you both tried to hold in your laughter, only making everything 10x funnier.

it was like you and felix were the only people in the world.

“i think i have a six-pack now,” you managed to get out between giggles as you held your stomach.

“if i didn’t have cheekbones before, i definitely do now,” felix chuckled, opening and closing his mouth to stretch out the ache of constant smiling.

“oh — lix, we need sugar! we used the last of it on the brownies.” you stopped in your spot, deciding to push the cart this time since you knew exactly where to go.

felix walked right next to you, his arm wrapped around your hips as he always did while he also searched the shelves for sugar.

felix was naturally an affectionate person whose love language was physical touch, making you never question his touchy nature towards you.

it never occurred to you that maybe felix always had his arm around you in public because he wanted to show the world you were his.

but you weren’t his, and felix was well aware of that.

and it never occurred to felix that maybe you let him always have his arm around you because you had wished felix was yours.

“let’s try this brand! they are organic,” you suggested, pulling away from felix to walk over to your findings.

you had to go on your tippy-toes a bit to reach, stretching upwards to grab the bag of sugar upon the high shelf.

felix didn’t mean to stare, he really didn’t, but he couldn’t help it as he gawked at your breasts, jiggling as you stepped back down on your heels. you didn’t even notice your best friend staring or blushing to himself as he thought about your bare tits on display for him in his fantasy world.

ever since you two met, felix has had a massive crush on you. he told himself he would ask you out after you got to know him, but was scared to lose you — his dream girl.

fast forward five years, felix still hasn’t confessed his feelings. instead, he stares at his ceiling, post-nut, feeling ashamed he had just jacked off to the thought of you naked — his best friend and roommate.

it has even gotten to the point where he had begun stealing your dirty bras and underwear, sniffing and licking the materials to get off at night.

he couldn’t help it, he really couldn’t as he pictured burying his face into your perfect tits, suckling at your nipples as you touched yourself.

he also couldn’t help it as he imagined being tied to a chair as you sat on his face, using it to get off. his nose would be pressed to your sweet pussy as he was forced to breathe in your scent.

he had to pull himself from his daydream as he felt his dick getting too excited.

watching you put the flour in the cart, he mentally slapped himself. he had to stay focused on the task at hand — getting ingredients for the cookies you two would be making tonight.

if he didn’t, he would never make it out alive.

all of this just because he saw your boobs jiggle.

he really was a pervert he thought to himself.

after packing up the groceries and getting into the car, felix’s situation didn’t get better.

it took everything in him to look away from your chest as he watched the seatbelt fabric lightly squish your boobs as you fastened yourself in.

he was down bad.

usually, felix was never this horny and kept his eyes to himself. he didn’t want to ever make you uncomfortable.

some days, though, felix just wanted to stare at the love of his life.

was that so wrong?

these were the thoughts that constantly plagued his brain.

after getting home from the grocery store, you had decided to change into your comfy clothes as per usual.

finally unclasping your bra and feeling free, you threw on your favorite lazy outfit — felix’s white shirt and grey sweatpants. after all, felix never minded when you stole his clothes.

after all of today’s work, it was finally time to make felix’s world-famous (his words, not yours) chocolate chip cookies.

felix would never let a day go by where you weren’t loved, warm, and fed. this was evident in how much he enjoyed baking for you.

walking out into the kitchen, you were instantly greeted with a smiling felix. butterflies erupted in your stomach as he waddled over to you.

“hehe. nice clothes you got there.” felix wiggled his eyebrows at you.

“thank you. i stole them from a friend because i look better in them than they do.” you jokingly replied to get a reaction from your best friend.

“hell yeah, you do. give me a twirl.” you weren’t expecting that answer from felix, but it made you feel happy nonetheless.

with a kiss on your temple, felix dragged you to the kitchen to start baking two dozen cookies.

a laughing fit and a pile of dishes later, felix had served you a plate of freshly baked cookies and a glass of milk.

the air smelt of chocolate and the afternoon sun emanated a golden glow as you two enjoyed the fruit of your labor.

“girl scouts got nothing on these cookies.” felix joked with a fake smug smirk before drinking his glass of milk.

leaning over the table, you grabbed another cookie.

“we should make thin mi— oh shit!” you pulled away from the table right as you accidentally tipped over your glass of milk. felix was quick to stand up and grab the glass.

there were now four problems.

1. there was a mess again

2. you spilled milk on your (felix’s) shirt

3. the milk had only split on the tips of your boobs (aka your nipples) thanks to the way you were leaning over

4. felix was now unbelievably hard — and it was visible

staring down at your shirt, the wet milk stains made it look like you were lactating. since your shirt was white, your nipples were clearly visible and perked from the cold milk. you quickly covered up.

felix stood completely still, his hand still on the empty glass. karma really was a bitch, and it was coming to bite felix in the ass.

not only did felix see your perfect perky nipples, his fantasies of witnessing you lactate were unraveling right in front of his eyes.

felix’s cheeks burned a bright red.

here you guys were, one staring at the other’s hard-on, and one staring at the other’s breasts.

“y/n?”

“yeah?”

“never mind.”

felix handed you his hoodie, both of you acting like nothing happened and continued to eat your cookies.

felix decided he would nap in your room while you were gone — something he did once in a while.

plopping down on your bed stomach first, felix buried his face in your pillow. surrounded by the smell of you, felix was finally able to relax.

turning to his back, felix noticed something.

he only came into your room to nap like he would usually do, he really was

— that was until he saw your used panties and bra at the foot of your bed.

he shouldn’t. he really shouldn’t. it was wrong.

“just a glance,” felix said to himself as he grabbed your dirty panties and bra from the bed. a low groan left his throat — they were both still warm.

you must have just changed out of them before you left.

glancing between the door and your undergarments, felix slowly brought the fabric of your panties to his nose.

blood immediately rushed to his dick.

felix had placed the crotch of the panties directly on his nose, inhaling your sweet scent as if his life depended on it. pulling away, felix swore he almost came untouched as he realized his nose was wet.

“fuck it.” he said to himself as he finally released his cock from his tight pants, desperate to finally come to the smell of you.

with a quick lick to the crotch, felix began to stroke himself with your underwear, gathering the pre-cum. he brought your bra to his face as he imagined that it was your pussy he was fucking up into, finally claiming you as his.

felix wanted to fuck you full of his seed, fill you with his dna. he has a primal urge to fuck his children into you, your body absorbing his come and becoming one with him. he wanted to fuck you full until you reeked of him, the whole world knowing that he fucked you good.

felix wanted to watch your belly grow with your and felix’s creation. he loved you with every fiber of his being and wanted to create a future with you. his natural instincts of possession and protection over you are becoming stronger each day.

all he wanted was for you to bounce on his cock and claim his dick as yours as he bit a mating mark onto you like some kind of sick werewolf fantasy. he wanted every inch of you to be his.

he felt his balls getting ready to tighten as he thought about the incident the other night. picturing your wet shirt and thinking about you lactating got felix to the edge in seconds.

the idea that your tight little pussy was just pressed against the fabric that was now feverishly rubbing against his cock was doing more for him than he wanted to admit.

it was safe to say that felix had to do a load of laundry after he was done with your bra and panties.

he finally took that nap as he waited for the washing machine to finish.

as you walked into your apartment, all lights were shut off and the shared space was utterly silent. quietly, you glanced into the kitchen, bathroom, and lastly, felix’s room.

felix wasn’t home.

not bothering to check your room at the very end of the hall, you thought you were entirely home alone.

walking over to the laundry, you noticed clean clothes in the washer. felix must have been home recently, you thought to yourself. you quickly put the wet clothes in the dryer as you made a mental note to yell at felix for leaving clean clothes in the washer.

little did you know, felix was just down the hall.

you stripped naked as you threw your outfit into the washing machine.

a warm bubbly feeling filled your stomach as you made your way to felix’s room. climbing onto his bed naked, you let out a sigh of relief as felix’s scent surrounded you. you knew it was wrong, but you couldn’t seem to care after all of these years.

not knowing how much time you had and knowing you would do the laundry soon, you grabbed felix’s pillow before straddling it.

your hips bucked forward slightly as the soft material grazed past your clit. slowly moving your hips forward, you began to hump your best friends pillow shamelessly.

feeling the fabric soak below you, the thought of not washing his pillow went through your head. the filthy idea that felix would sleep in your release, unknowingly, only motivated you further to reach your high — even though you knew you’d never actually do that.

fondling your left tit, you began to circle your hips as the fabric bunched at your clit, softly moaning felix’s name.

just as you opened your mouth to let out another moan, you screamed instead as you opened your eyes and glanced at the door.

since all the apartment lights were off, all you could see was a dark figure leaning against felix’s door.

upon closer inspection, you saw dark eyes and a shit-eating smirk that belonged to your best friend, felix.

“so this is what you do when i’m not here,” felix mocked, the tone in his voice becoming lower than normal.

you stood as still as a statue. you were caught like a deer in the headlights.

thousands of different scenarios raced through your mind in seconds.

unbeknownst to you, felix had been home this whole time. he had been fast asleep in your room when you arrived home, only to be awoken by whimpers of his name from the next door over.

he had initially thought he was dreaming, having heard you moan his name many times in his frequently reoccurring wet dreams. once felix regained total consciousness, he felt like he had died and went to heaven.

it was real life you moaning his name, you were imagining him.

felix almost fainted upon seeing you straddling his pillow, grinding against it for dear life. all of his wildest dreams were coming true.

his knees felt like they were about to buckle. he had never gotten this hard, this fast.

“y/n?”

“y-yes felix?”

“can i kiss you?” your brain was about to short circuit at felix’s request.

“don’t joke around right now.” you felt like you were going to cry out of embarrassment.

“my love, i’m not joking. not one bit.”

your brain didn’t compute felix’s words. everything was going through the paper shredder in your mind.

you have wanted to kiss felix for as long as you can remember. now, here he was, asking if he could kiss you as you straddled his pillow naked.

“yes.” you had never wanted something more in your life.

with that, you watched as the love of your life and best friend sauntered over to you, a glowing sparkle in his eyes.

all the nerves in your body were on fire as felix cupped your chin into his hand and pressed a firm, but gentle, kiss to your lips.

neither of you pulled away. basking in each other’s touch, you both sighed as you had imagined this moment for years.

pulling away for a second, you felt the tip of felix’s tongue run over both your bottom and top lip. your pussy throbbed unintentionally.

“god, y/n. i love you so much. more than you’ll ever know. i always have.”

your breathing hitched as you realized exactly what he meant.

looking between both of felix’s calming eyes, there was a glint of love and lust as a tear made its way done his cheek.

you felt a tear of pure joy gather in your waterlines.

“i love you too, felix. i love you too.” you let out a breathy laugh upon seeing felix flash you a bright smile, tears blurring his vision.

tears finally spilled from your eyes, making felix cry harder, too. there was so much relief and happiness.

felix kissed your tears away as he lifted you into his lap.

“are you sure you want this, pretty baby?” felix asked, searching for your consent.

“yes. i want this if you want this.”

“is grass green? do fish swim? are you hot? fuck, yes, i want this, baby girl,” felix lovingly teased.

snaking your hands into his hair, you brought your lips back to felix’s.

the kisses were slow but full of passion, your lips moving in sync as you tasted a tear that had fallen between your lips.

after sucking onto your bottom lip and releasing it, felix licked roughly into your mouth, his wet muscle sliding over your teeth. you let out a small lewd sound as you felt felix’s tongue touch yours.

felix didn’t waste time exploring every inch of your mouth with his tongue, giving him an excuse to keep tasting you. grabbing onto his shirt, you felt your hips jerk against your best friend.

felix pulled away to groan as a string of saliva connected both your tongues. feeling like you were on fire, you stuck your tongue out to pant. you felt felix twitch in his sweats, watching him place his tongue on yours to break the string.

wanting felix to touch you, you guided his hands that were on your hips to your ass. felix playfully bit your nose in response before resting his lips against your forehead.

unexpectedly, you felt felix grind his pelvis upwards as his hard-on rubbed directly against your clit. you threw your head back as your body screamed to hump against felix ruthlessly.

felix’s body was aching to do the same thing, his first instinct being to flip you over and breed you like two rabbits in heat. to make matters worse, felix felt your hips twitch each time his clothed cock even slightly touched your folds.

with your head thrown back, felix began to kiss down the line of your trachea. it felt so good; the tickling sensation of his lips made your cunt tingle.

making his way down, felix felt his heart in his throat (and dick) as he was face to face with the tits of his dreams.

you heard a low growl below you.

“i don’t mean to be so blunt, but fuck, i wanna suffocate in your tits.” if you weren’t so turned on, you would have definitely laughed at felix’s choice of words.

with a grip on his hair, you forced felix’s face into your chest. you slowly pushed both of your bodies back against the bed as your chest was now completely resting against felix’s face. you were now literally suffocating him with your tits.

groans of satisfaction could be heard from in-between your breasts.

yup, felix was sure he had died and gone to heaven.

looking down, you saw felix’s hands grab at either side of your breasts. you closed your eyes and bit down hard against your bottom lip as felix took your right nipple into his mouth. you could feel the hot exhale from felix’s nose against the sensitive skin.

the fact that felix could overpower you, but chose to stay suffocated between your breasts made you want to sob.

sucking and pulling away with his tongue multiple times over made you gush on felix’s covered cock. he was enjoying himself so much, groaning each time he latched on.

pushing you back upwards, felix latched onto your left nipple, swirling his tongue messily over the hardened bud. you felt as his saliva dropped down to your stomach.

“pretty baby loves her pretty titties worshipped, hm? wanna fuck you and make these breasts fill up with milk.”

you whimpered at felix’s praise.

“you’d like that? want me to fuck my children into you and watch your perky tits fill with milk? want me to make you feel good while i suckle your pretty nipples into my mouth to taste your sweet essence?” felix was talking to himself more than he was talking to you.

you couldn’t stop panting in response, rubbing your wet clit against felix’s now saturated sweats.

grabbing blindly at felix’s crotch, you whined for felix to take off his pants. felix giggled slightly and placed a peck on your lips as he lifted you off his lap. you watched as felix stood up to pull his sweats and boxers down, his cock springing up to his stomach.

even his dick was beautiful.

you took ahold of felix’s pretty dick, making felix squeeze his eyes shut and softly whimper your name.

getting an idea, you leaned forward and placed felix’s cock in between your breasts.

felix was going to come before you even started.

“fuck my tits, lix.” you stared up at him with innocent eyes, felix feeling himself slowly pass away.

spitting a glob of saliva onto your boobs and felix, you pushed your tits together as he began to thrust upwards. you brought your head forward slightly, kissing his stomach with each motion of his hips.

felix was a whining mess. he was the luckiest man alive he thought as he watched his cock disappear into your breasts.

wanting to taste the precum that gathered at the tip, you stuck your tongue out so the head of felix’s dick would brush against your tongue with each pass.

felix curled over your head, praising you over and over. this was the best day of his life.

with one last thrust, felix pulled away, much to your disappointment.

“the only way i am coming is if it’s inside you,” felix announced, kissing your lips as softly as possible with a loving smile.

even during sex, felix kept checking up on you and catered to your every need.

“tell me what you want, pretty love,” felix asked as he brushed a strand of your hair behind your ear.

warmth and love radiated off of him, making you feel comfortable even as you were naked in front of his watchful eyes.

“i want you to fuck me raw.”

the sparkle in felix’s eyes turned dark.

practically hissing, felix made you lie on your back quickly, leaning down with you. his hand reached down between you two as his fingers played with you puffy clit.

“fuck you raw, huh? want to grow my firstborn in your womb? let the whole world know i filled you up with come?” felix was now purring into your ear as he nipped along the cartilage.

“pretty baby, gonna worship you like you deserve.” felix groaned as he began to remove the rest of his clothes, watching your chest rise and fall as you breathed.

felix was an attentive and soft lover by nature, his first instinct to kiss up your body and make you feel loved. he couldn’t stop his hands from exploring every part of you.

“are you sure you want this, angel?” felix asked once again in confirmation.

“i’ve never been so sure of something in my life.”

tilting your chin up slightly, felix made a happy hum sound as he pecked your lips before pulling away.

felix leaned back to view your dripping cunt, his dick visibly twitched as he saw you clench around nothing.

“i could stare at your pussy all day. god, you are so beautiful.”

feeling impatient, you lifted your knees to your chest, giving felix a perfect view of everything. you saw felix mouth the word “fuck” to himself as his eyes lit up in admiration and lust.

dropping to his knees, felix spread your nether lips open to watch as your arousal leaked down to your ass. he gave your clit a little tap as you felt him place his nose against your asshole.

you moaned sinfully, feeling felix swipe his nose from your puckered rim to your clit, inhaling your scent bare.

“felix, please!” you groaned as you grabbed ahold of his hair, bringing him back up. “please just fuck me!” you were so incredibly turned on, it hurt.

how could he tease you anymore when you looked so pretty spread out for him?

with a slow kiss on your bitten-up lips, felix rubbed the head of his dick against your slit, cursing at the warmth of your wetness.

“tell me if it hurts or if you want me to stop. i want it to only be pleasurable for you, my love,” felix insisted.

pushing the tip inside, felix left angel kisses on your eyelids to distract you from the burning stretch.

“your so perfect for me. such a good girl,” felix admired, kissing your lips tenderly.

once he bottomed out, felix placed his hand atop your pelvic area and pushed down. high pitched sobs left your throat as felix began to move, his hand feeling the bulge of himself inside you.

chest heaving, eyebrows furrowed, and plump lips bright red from biting, felix looked ethereal.

“just like that baby, you are taking me so well.” felix’s praises made tingles spread down your spine.

felix had placed himself into the crook of your neck now, leaving open-mouthed kisses everywhere he could reach.

there was something so primal and filthy about the way felix was fucking his dick into you, his hips moving with purpose as he instantly found the patch inside of you that had you writhing.

the sound of your arousal and felix’s testicles slapping against your ass only egged you on.

your moans began to become incoherent, mouth becoming dry.

“look at you, angel, all spread and ready for me to breed and fill you with my come. gonna look so pretty bearing my children,” felix mewled, opting to lick the moans out of your mouth.

you felt yourself getting closer at the thought that felix desired you so much that he wanted you to take his seed into your womb. it was you he wanted to have his children. even if it was just role-playing, you felt loved and special — something felix never failed to do.

you whined in a chant, felix never looking away from your face, scared to miss your orgasm expression.

“i know, my love. take it for me, i know you can. gonna make little y/n and felix’s in your womb. all mine.” felix was gritting his teeth, your cunt walls pulling him in tight.

with one last thrust as felix’s pubic bone rubbed against your clit, you came as your whole body shook. pulses of pure pleasure and ecstasy coursed from your toes to your head.

with a low groan and “fuck” that made your insides twitch in arousal, felix released inside of you, softly biting at your neck. his come was warm and wet — it was comforting.

“i love you so much. so fucking much, y/n. such a good girl, sucking me in, taking everything i give you.”

“lix— fuck! felix!” is all you managed to get out as you felt your high finally come down.

as you regained total consciousness, you realized felix was still praising you, kissing all over your face, neck, and chest.

“thank you, y/n. you just made my dreams come true.”

“lix, not even saying i love you is enough anymore,” you admitted, not knowing what to say since you loved him so much.

you both chuckled, felix cradling your face in his hands.

“i’m gonna pull out now, okay baby? tell me if you get uncomfortable.” soft, dotting felix was back.

felix brought your legs further in the air after pulling out, not wanting a single drop of come to leave your body.

even though you were on birth control, felix thought about the day he really would get you pregnant — cause he knew he would be the father of your children, no one else.

birth control isn’t 100% effective, felix thought to himself jokingly. or was he?

kissing either side of your thighs as your bottom half was right in his face, felix licked from your entrance to your pubic mound, cleaning whatever come had escaped.

you gasped.

without warning, felix sucked your clit back into his mouth, shaking his head side to side quickly as he hummed loudly. everything happening so fast, your second orgasm of the night hitting hard, your vision white in sensual satisfaction.

felix’s mouth felt so good, you wanted nothing more than to rub your cunt against his face, your body trying to jerk at the awkward angle you were in.

in borderline overstimulation, you grabbed felix’s hair and pushed him away from your pulsating clit.

“oh baby! i’m sorry, was that too much?” felix asked as genuine concern spread across his face.

“no,” you giggled, “it was perfect.” you made grabby hands towards him.

scooping you into his arms again, felix supported your hips as you brought them back down to the bed.

felix began to play with your hair.

“i loved you for all these years and finally got to show you how much i truly love you. if i had known today was so special, i would have baked us a cake,” felix amused, earning a giggle out of you.

“and to think we could have started dating years ago if we weren’t little chicken shits,” you pouted to your lover. felix kissed your pout.

“you should have known you’d never lose me no matter what y/n,” felix smiled. you told him touché.

“i guess i have to take you on a date and give you an orgasm every day to make up for lost time.”

“felix!” you hid your face in his neck, too embarrassed by his choice of words. felix wanted to baby you from how cute you looked.

“for now, how about we take a bubble bath while we eat some milk and cookies?” felix suggested with wiggling eyebrows.

BOOO! 🍅🍅🍅 this kind of sucks but i hope you found some parts of the story you enjoyed! thank you so much for reading :)

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