starnhearts

[starnhearts]

slut cafe

pairing ↠ sub!seulgi x (f) reader

genre .. warnings ↠ smut, consent is dubious, g!p!reader, yandere themes, possessive!reader, unprotected sex, mentions of pregnancy, mentions of using a knife

summary ↠ every evening on weekdays, you frequent the cafe seulgi works at. today, you’ve had enough of her teasing and decide to take matters into your own hands.

wc ↠ 2.5k

don’t like it, don’t read.

needless to say, working at the cafe was never seulgi’s dream job, but she was awfully darn good at it nonetheless.

more often than not, you found yourself watching her while she demurely greeted other customers in that too-small excuse of a uniform with the apron over the skirt. she was so damn charming, dripping with charisma. it gave you the impression that she had a much bigger role than merely serving customers their meals.

seulgi was a recent employee, but it was not at all lost on you the surge of regulars after she was hired. you were one of them, after all. the cafe had its decency, but you only frequented it to have a sight of the girl bound to be working there.

not that you liked it. you hated other people staring at what was obviously yours. you knew they would gape when she accidentally dropped a tray and bent over to pick it up, smilingly shyly and apologizing because nobody could ever hold a grudge against someone with a smile - and body - like hers.

it was another late evening when you made your daily stop by the cafe. you were familiar with her work schedule, knowing the perfect time to visit her. every weekday, seulgi worked from noon to closing hours, usually the one to flip the sign around. which was perfectly convenient for you, because you had a trick up your sleeve. 

seulgi greeted you in her usual chipper tone, “good evening, ma’am. your usual?”

“mm-hm. thank you,” you told her, matching her smile and watching her bounce away to fetch your order. 

similar to how you were very cognizant of her schedule, seulgi always knew when you would show up - seeing as you followed a very predictable pattern - and would have your order already hot and ready by the time you arrived. the sweet gesture only made your desire increase tenfold. you were a well of ache and yearning, so depthless it was pitiful.

you watched her skip around, still full of energy despite the fact it was nearing the end of her shift and very close to the end of her day. that tight uniform had her legs on display. your distracted eyes couldn’t help but fall, holding a non-dwindling fire.

unsurprisingly, there weren’t many other customers. the cafe was busiest during the afternoon, bustling with people flocking to either see her or catch lunch. there was a contented old man in the corner of the cafe and a young girl seated at one of the tables with her headphones plugged in, computer on, paying her surroundings zero mind. meaning there was nobody to distract seulgi from you.

she came back with your order in a matter of moments and you exchanged cash at the register. 

as usual, you found a seat and sipped your tea. you were never in any rush to leave. for a while, seulgi ran around, trying to be productive as possible, but there wasn’t very much for her to do. no new customers came. it seemed you would be the last before the cafe closed up.

“is your tea okay?” seulgi asked when she made her rounds and came back to you. 

“it’s perfect,” you flirted, taking a nice sip. her cheeks were so prominent when she smiled. “slow night-,” you read the name tag printed on her shirt, despite already being aware. “-seulgi?”

seulgi lightheartedly groaned, “you have no idea.”

“talk to me,” you suggested. “tell me what’s on your mind.”

seulgi hesitated, but you could tell there was something plaguing her mind, and you were ignoring how she stole glances at you as she skipped around when she thought you weren’t looking. you fought a smug little smile at the thought. it was possible your attraction was not unrequited.

“there’s a regular - well, there was a regular here, but she doesn’t show up anymore,” seulgi began, heaving a sigh. “she stopped coming a couple of weeks ago out of the blue. i’m a little worried.”

you played it cool. “maybe she moved.”

seulgi nodded. “maybe she did.”

you knew that wasn’t true. that regular had been trying to cozy up to seulgi every time she visited the cafe and the mere thought of seulgi with another woman made you bristle. you decided to remove the competition yourself, giving her a good warning to steer clear of what was yours. in your opinion, you’d been very sparing. the memory of the bloody cuts on her face when you were done with her was satisfying enough to help you keep your cool.

memories were all you had. memories of secretly following seulgi home to make sure she arrived safely and watching her outside her bedroom window, seeing her strip and relieve herself after a long day of work. you only wished you could hear her through the distance. you knew she made such sickly sweet noises, and imagining her sounds as she played with her sweet cunt turned you on like nothing else. you needed to hear her for yourself.

now, thinking about it, the memory was giving you a hard-on.

in the corner of your eye, you could see the last of the customers finally dwindle. you checked your watch and stood. the cafe would be closing in five minutes. 

seulgi seemed to note the time too, and with that in mind, said with a beaming smile, “it’s getting late. see you tomorrow?”

“we’re not done here,” you told her, shifting behind her. the giddy look on her face turned into one of confusion, and you pressed her lightly into the table, brushing her hair from the side of her face as you whispered, “flip the sign.”

seulgi’s breath caught in her throat. you were sure she could feel your bulge behind her, and she meekly obeyed you, slipping from the little space you’d made between you and the table to change the sign around. you smiled at her compliance and cuffed her wrist in your hands, taking her to a room in the back.

“miss,” seulgi finally whimpered when you bent her over a table.

“shh,” you whispered silkily. “don’t you feel the problem you’ve made?”

of course, she did. seulgi was aware that she got a lot of people up - that was half her job - but to feel it pressed against her, hard and aching, she was in over her head. she knew you wanted her. much like everyone else, but there was something about you that was strikingly different and she was testing the waters earlier, seeing if they were too cold to dip in yet. you were none too subtle when you snuck peaks of her, though then again, neither was she.

you slipped your fingers under her tiny yellow skirt, stroking her damp underwear. “why are you so wet?” you hummed, voice like velvet. seulgi said nothing, swiftly losing whatever sense she had as you touched her. “you wanna know what i think? i think you want me, too. i think you told me that shit about your customer to rile me up. is that right?”

“i just wanted to see how you’d react,” seulgi admitted quietly, interjected by her own moan as you crammed a pair of fingers into her sticky cunt.

“yeah? you wanted to provoke me?” you hummed, manueving your fingers through her slick cunt. she was clinging to the jagged rim of the table for dear life, moaning as you fucked her with your fingers. “is this the reaction you wanted?”

seulgi bobbed her head absentmindedly. at very least, it was the response she was hoping for. she never thought you would react so boldly, though now that you had proved her wrong, she wasn’t complaining in the slightest. she liked being forced over the table, in love with the feeling of your fingers touching places she could never reach on her own. there was something about the angle and depth that had her knees buckling.

“more, please,” seulgi whimpered, begging for another finger.

instead, you recouped your hand and pulled away, resulting in her whining in complaint. 

you arched a brow. “are you forgetting something?”

seulgi stood and pivoted around, re-noticing the sight of your fully hard cock taut in your pants. that alone made her gulp. her thighs clenched together, want and arousal spilling between.

“can i be on top?” she managed to ask, voice barely above a whisper. it was caught in her throat somewhere, rendering her nearly speechless. 

you shrugged, as if to say you couldn’t give less of a damn, sashaying over to a couch with her following behind you suit. she gave a cry of surprise when you pulled her into your lap, anchoring herself at your shoulders. she went headfirst for your pants, unbuckling your belt, and freeing your cock in a matter of seconds. all the while, your hands slipped underneath her skirt and slipped her panties to the side.

seulgi’s lips parted at the mouthwatering sight of your cock. it made her cunt throb, and you could feel her dripping onto your thighs.

you teased, “you’ll catch flies.”

seulgi’s cheeks were aflame, and she ducked her head, hovering over your cock before leisurely sliding down. your hands found purchase at her hips, and a moan tore at her lips as you helped her sink down. she took you little by little, inch by inch, until she was stuffed to the hilt. her walls were tightening around you, pulsing with warmth.

the feeling made you hiss. you knew in your mind she would feel good - so tight and scalding - but now that you had her clamped around you, hands hooked around you so tightly, you were being driven past the threshold of insanity.

“you’re so big,” seulgi cried, being stretched out beyond imagination. 

you snickered. “yeah?”

the pretty waitress only bobbed her head, steadily beginning to bounce on you. you were bigger than anything - or anyone - she’d ever taken before. the feeling of being stretched out so much made her crazy. she loved being stuffed full, obsessed with how not a single part of her cunt was empty. not even her toys were this big and surely none of her past lovers or one-night stands could compare to how your size nearly tore her at the seams.

you thought about all the other customers that could only dream of having her like this; so brain-dead and needy for them. but right now, she was on your dick, cries of your name spilling from her mouth, only thinking about the way you felt deep inside her pretty little cunt. the thought made a smile break out on your lips. yours. seulgi was no one else’s and you would destroy anyone that tried to come between you.

“my pretty baby,” you whispered, watching her ride the soul out of you. she was gonna make you nut way too fast.

seulgi gaped at you with awe, a little smile on her face as she repeated, “yours?”

“mine,” you said, voice dangerously low. “no one else’s.”

seulgi moaned and nestled her face in the crook of your neck, but you could feel her sweet lips flush against your skin.

“you’re so tight,” you hissed, loving the way she gripped your cock. you got a handful of her ass, and seulgi melted because she loved the way your hands felt all over her body. 

she was a mess, unraveling on top of you, chasing pleasure like you were the sole source. she could barely think, showered in your praises and the sound of your voice making her lose her goddamn mind.

seulgi had wanted you for so long that franky, it was beginning to hurt. you were her favorite of all the customers. she knew your order by heart and would have it ready for you so that you wouldn’t need to wait as long, and her heart would skip a beat when she saw you stroll into the cafe. you were making short work of her, but she didn’t want you to stop.

out all of the people she’d been with, you were - without a shred of doubt - the best one. nobody to date had pleasured her better and there was something about you that made her want to offer herself to you on a silver platter. it’s all sticky and messy, her arousal seeping down her thighs and onto your pants.

“wanna take you home and make a mess out of you,” you groan in her ear, not missing the way she tightens around you. “you want that?”

“y-yes, fuck,” seulgi croaks, the mere idea of you having your way with her in somewhere less public all too arousing. she’s coming apart, brain foggy.

you found the thought the same level of enticing, having her in your bed at long last and using her pretty little body as you pleased. she didn’t know all the things you wanted to do to her, how you wanted to mark her skin with the blade of a knife for all to see. they would know who she belonged to then. they would know she wasn’t theirs and would never be theirs. 

“i wanna mark you so badly,” you thought aloud, trailing a finger down her skin as if it were a sharp blade. “leave them everywhere.”

seulgi moaned, “please,” not exactly aware of the type of marking you were fantasizing of, but surely, she would learn soon enough. there was a dark gleam in your eyes when you stared at her, one so enigmatic. you kept all your secrets behind them, cloak-and-dagger. but even if your mystery throttled her alive, she wanted to know. she wanted to live at your mercy and she wanted it like nothing else.

you mused, “should i come in you? make you have my baby? if i get you knocked up, everyone will know you don’t belong to them.”

her speech was incoherent, her babbling nonsense, but it was answer enough. she was so close, on the verge of climax, grasping you tightly and riding you harder. she wanted to milk you dry until there was nothing left.

envisioning it only made you want it even more. you saw her belly swollen with your baby and it was nearly enough to drive you to climax.

“gonna cum,” seulgi managed to whimper, “need your cum. need it so bad. pretty please…,”

“please. i’ll fill you up nice and full,” you told her, rest assured. 

those words alone had seulgi weak in the knees and she climaxed without need for much else, crying your name loud enough for the whole block to hear. you hoped they could. you hoped everyone could hear how much of a needy mess she was for you and you only.

your imagination, plus how your walls were gripping around you, made you come inside her soon afterwards and you filled her to the brim with cum, watching her face tense with pleasure as your release coated her walls. she hummed in satisfaction, all smiles as she felt your warmth spill inside. 

she was slack against your body, chest heaving as she recovered from the hell of an orgasm you’d given her. 

“let’s clean up,” you suggested through ragged breath. “and then i’ll take you home and show you everything i wanna do to you.”

the dark gleam in your eyes didn’t go unnoticed by seulgi and arousal made her tighten around you, your length still sitting inside her.

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ok i won't spam your ask box but your irene x werewolf!reader gave me an idea..you turning in front of ningning and she's in such shock, knowing she's supposed to be scared but she knows she can't ignore the throbbing in her pretty cunt even if she tried 🥺 UGH im sad and im horny dni

welcome ☺️

CW: MONSTERFUCKING, GP!READER

let’s be real, ning would make an elaborate plan just to “accidentally” be with you when full moon comes. she would be obsessed since you told her about the whole werewolf thing, had heard about them before, specially from one of the girls, probably aeri, who dated one once and always emphasized how it was the best fuck of her life and after that the desire of being taken by a big monster never left her. she could search for one, creatures selling “services” to curious humans being common, but she was afraid, would never trust a stranger… and then you surprise her like that! even best because not only you’re her friend but she also has this small crush on you..

(read more from here because this is big)

she prepares herself the days prior it, fucking herself with the biggest dildo and making sure to stretch her ass with a plug too, just in case, and when the day finally comes she would appear by your house, looking so innocent and with her best fake sad face, tears and all, saying she had a terrible fight with her boyfriend (omg, cheater and monsterfucker ning) and asking if she could stay the night with you. her big eyes watching as panic washes over your face, who was already ready to lock yourself at home and deal with the whole thing alone as always… but of course you couldn’t resist her little “please”.

letting her stay but explaining that, for her safety, the better will be if she locks herself on your bedroom and stays there, quiet, until morning. she does as you say, obviously, but with her heart pounding already, and once inside the bedroom she locks the door and starts to take off all her clothes already… of course she brought a dildo with her ��� she’s a little freak, totally fucks herself to the sounds of you turning outside, so turned on by the fact the only thing separating her from her goal is a wooden door.

she waits, knows that you will smell her and search. and soon it happens. you banging on the bedroom door, making noises. it scares her, yes, but her pussy aches and she needs you so bad that she rushes to unlock and open the door :( you two staring at each other, her mostly in awe… you’re so much bigger than her, so beautiful she thinks..

i can see happening so much faster here. in the irene one, i wrote all the things about eating her out so she was wet enough to take you but here there’s no need for this, ning would be so wet, so ready, she would slide her hand between her legs, gather a bit of her wetness on her fingers them bring them up to show and that’s it, you would be on her, grabbing her waist and tossing her to the bed like a doll and listen to me when i said she would definitely turn around, ass up and use both her hands to spread her ass and then move her hips side to side, giggling, as if she’s teasing any other human and not a BEAST! like, girl would play with fire.

no dildo could prepare her for your size, scream slipping past her lips and she almost rips the sheets with how hard she grips. and she’s loud! everything is too much, the brutal pace you go, the noises you’re making right at her ear and the noises of your cock going in and out of her… too much :( she cums in seconds, only for another to come really soon since you don’t stop, making her squirt. she lays there, just moaning, nails craved at your arms that are on each side of her head.

she hasn’t thought about the knot too and when it slides in, she swears she passed out for a moment. the most intense orgasm she ever had, nothing ever came close to it. your cum filling her up, making her feel so full… and then you’re pulling to your chest and she looks down there’s this small bulge on her stomach ♡ the moment the knot slides out, she’s bouncing herself on your cock again, looking over her shoulder and begging for you to give her more.

it’s so much better than she imagined. pretty girl is in heaven!

[starnhearts]

Fuck BBC.

Fuck BBC.

[starnhearts]

⠀⠀༉‧₊˚. 🖇 aespa’s karina x itzy’s ryujin x fem!reader ( 18+ )

↳ 2k words ↳ gp!ryujin, gp!karina, threesome, double penetration, size kink/big dick girlies, overstimulation, a poor attempt at breeding, squirting, creampie ↳ intimidation steered you away from them until the three of you were grouped together for a project.

Were you indecisive or were you greedy?

You weren’t so sure. You only knew that Shin Ryujin and Yoo Jimin had taken residency in your mind, which was not a great place to be in considering the filth that polluted it.

You’re biased enough to declare all women beautiful, but there’s something particular about these two that stood out to you. 

Both were charismatic. Ryujin’s aura was enough to intimidate fragile men–or perhaps the masses. Even some women shudder at the sight of her, including you. You felt that if you were to get off on the wrong foot with her, she would have a bounty on your head. Perhaps that was what drew you to her, to fantasize about the most foul things she could do to you to make you scream and beg.

Jimin, on the other hand, was equally intimidating, but in a less murderous way. While you certainly didn’t want to get off on the wrong foot with her either, she seemed like the type to be lenient on you if it came down to wanting you out of the way. She was an absolute stunner. Her killer looks, coupled with her smooth words, had left you wanting more. She had you curious about what lies beneath that stone-cold expression.

One thing they shared were the obvious hard-ons after you had slipped your jacket off to unveil a cropped white camisole. The thin garment could rival saran wrap because they could see your black bra beneath the fabric. The exposure of your toned midriff was a complete change from the tees and joggers you would usually wear to class, and you could sense the intense gazes that practically bore through your skin. You knew you had their attention. 

You hoped for it.

And you were grateful to have ended up in a group project with them.

Laptops, textbooks, and notes were soon stacked and neglected on the coffee table, the once-clean floors of Jimin’s apartment now littered with clothes on the way to her bedroom. She carried you, tossed you onto your bed, and both women pinned you flat on your back, leaving you very little grace to retaliate. 

Not that you would. You had dreamt about this for some time, only this was truly better than any dream because you were getting spoiled by them both. But it was simultaneously a nightmare because you didn’t expect them to be so well-endowed.

Jimin’s cock is choking you, her cockhead roughly hitting the back of your throat while Ryujin’s equally massive shaft is buried in your cunt, pounding your aching hole with such vigor that you can feel her hitting your cervix. Your wrists are pinned on either side of you by Jimin as she fucks your mouth, her raspy moans mingling with Ryujin’s grunts. Your head is reeling from the vile combination of Jimin violating your mouth and Ryujin claiming your pussy. Fantasizing is one thing, but actually living it out is another. You’re not so sure if you can handle them at the same time.

“Fuck,” Ryujin hisses after a pause.

She presses her hand on your lower tummy and sinks her cock all the way in, a smirk creeping up on her face as she observes the small bulge forming from her bottoming out. You’ve never felt so full, so stretched and nearly torn in half, but you’re so intoxicated by the pain and the pleasure that you feel whole again when she resumes her pace. Your slick walls flex around her, suctioning her in with every thrust, and your eyes roll back as her pace becomes animalistic. 

The creaking of the bed is courtesy of the women’s sloppy thrusts, and you swear they’re heaven sent despite the devilish antics they’re putting you through while you see stars from Ryujin pistoning her cock inside you and bursting her load. Jimin quickly follows suit, a gasp heaving from her lungs as you nearly drown in her release. Her cum spills out of your mouth and drips down the sides of your face, soiling the sheets below, while Ryujin drags her cock nearly the whole way out and shoves back in, pushing her load deeper inside you.

The removal of their cocks leaves you lifeless, heaving for air. Soft kisses are delivered over the fresh marks that Jimin’s mouth had branded on your skin, and you assume that they are done. That this one-time affair has concluded and it’s time to focus on the project again.

But you’re wrong. You’re sorely wrong. 

The women had a brief discussion, but they were hush about it. You were too exhausted to care, but you wish you weren’t that exhausted because their conversation culminates into them laying on either side of you, propping you onto your side where you meet eyes with Jimin, who raises your leg and pushes her massive cock into your aching cunt. You whimper as you’re pried open yet again. The real kicker is your ass being spread and curious fingertips circling your puckered rim.

“W-Wait,” you stammer, clenching your backside even tighter, leading to your walls squeezing Jimin. 

The long, raven-haired beauty groans from the delectable tightness of your pussy seizing around her, but you’re too focused on Ryujin laying behind you, her fingers continuing to circle your backside. The mattress rises and dips with her movements, and your ears catch a distinct snap of a cap opening–possibly lube.

It’s confirmed when the same fingers return, only they leave a slick trail in its wake.

“Just relax, baby,” Ryujin reassures as the tip of a finger dips through. “We’ll take this slowly.”

The process of adjusting to a foreign sensation is tormenting for you, who’s being subjected to it, and Jimin, who’s constantly getting squeezed by your clenched walls. She peers between you two and nearly salivates at the little bulge on your lower tummy from her cock being fully buried inside you. Her patience is wearing thin trying to wait for Ryujin to take you from behind, but the initial discomfort on your face demands her to be courteous.

One finger becomes two.

Then surprisingly, three.

It stings, but not for too long. It’s uncomfortable, but only for a short time. When you’re ready for it, a significantly larger intrusion replaces those slender fingers. Your mouth falls open in a choked cry as Ryujin slowly pushes her cock in. You really feel like you’re being torn in half now as two of the biggest dicks you’ve ever taken fill up both holes with no room to spare. They’re rubbing up against each other inside you with how massive they are, and their first thrusts leave you shuddering and begging for mercy.

“That’s a good girl,” Ryujin praises as she ruins your ass, her hips fervently chasing friction as she pries you open.

“Already so full of cum from another dick,” Jimin remarks as her pace is just as ruthless. “Greedy little princess likes being filled, huh?”

Your responses come out as an eclectic mix of throaty moans and pleas to give you more, even though they’re already giving you so much. With your leg hiked up, you’re fully open for their taking, and you’re practically bottomless with the way their dicks are pistoning into you, shoving so deep that you’re seeing stars. 

“Oh, fuck,” Ryujin hisses as she abruptly fucks harder, the bed falling mercy to her unrelenting hips. “Your tight little ass will be the end of me.”

“Gonna fuck this pussy up,” Jimin adds, forcing your leg up higher as she matches Ryujin’s animalistic pace. “You’re already losing it, baby. Stay with us now.”

Your eyes are rolling, closing, fluttering. Your head is spinning and there’s no way for you to stay alert with your squelching cunt being pounded by Jimin’s cock, the silence flushed away by your ample wetness, and the women’s hips clashing with your flesh with every thrust. 

Nothing in the world could’ve prepared you for how insatiable they would be. They’re drunk off of you, and boast commendable stamina that many men like to believe they have. Right after coming inside you and filling both holes, they toss you around in various positions and pick up right where they left off.

The sheets are wrecked at this point, soaked with mixed cum as it seeps out of you. They have far too much to spare and even with your greediness, your body has a limit to how much it can take. Nonetheless, you permit Jimin to haul you onto her chest after she lays on her back, her thick cock hammering your cunt for another round while Ryujin is behind you, buried in your ass and positioning you onto your knees.

There are no thoughts behind your eyes. You can only moan, drool, and cry out as they use you. A collection of bruises and red patches litter your skin, courtesy of their mouths and palms, and your inner thighs are beyond slippery from numerous orgasms. Even your voice is starting to give up as it cracks more frequently, but it’s still not enough.

Ryujin grabs your wrists  and pulls your arms back, dragging your upper body off of Jimin, and you’re practically sobbing from being their cumdump. You flinch from any stray touch due to how sensitive you are now, but their cocks continue to wreck you. They continue pounding your abused holes, and you swiftly clench around them, suctioning them in with every thrust that leaves your fists clenched and eyes glassy.

You throw your head back, a gasp parting from your weary lungs as your walls seize around them. You spatter all over Jimin’s pelvis, dislodging her dick from your aching pussy. The emptiness allows you to squirt hard, and your head drops back down as you shake uncontrollably, pleasure crashing over you in massive waves that leaves you numb and drowning.

Jimin’s cock plunging back into you reminds you that you’re never underwater for too long. 

“Fuck.”

Ryujin’s grip on your wrists tighten and her pace grows sloppy. “Gonna come again, and you’re gonna take it all like a good girl.”

She shoves her hips against you, bottoming out in your ass and unloading yet again. Her guttural moans somehow make you wetter, as if you’re not already drenched and dripping with more to spare.

Jimin is still going strong, and her sharp gaze captures the little attention you have left. “Gonna knock you up. Pump your pussy full of my cum and fill your belly with my babies.”

In your right mind, children aren’t appealing. The idea of destructive demons are laughable, and you’ve never even thought of having your own. But somehow, those words spilling from her mouth wrapped in the filthiest connotations are a turn-on. Having Jimin stuffing you with her seed is definitely appealing.

Jimin grunts as she shoves up inside you for one last time, and your eyes roll back as thick increments of cum flood your walls. Both cocks nailed deep inside you fills you in a way that no one else can, the bulge in your tummy from Jimin’s throbbing shaft not going unnoticed, and you tremble violently as you’re beyond full with their releases.

You sag on top of Jimin when Ryujin lets go of you. Their cum immediately seeps out of you, the sheer amount of it painting Jimin’s pelvis a translucent white when you lay on top of her, lifeless and out of it. You flinch following a palm to your sore ass—possibly Ryujin’s—and they finally spare you a breather.

Ryujin lays beside you and you become sandwiched between them as they hold you. It’s a heavenly place to be after being dragged through hell and back by the big dicks of ravenous women. Tender kisses are pressed on your temple and shoulder, and whatever comes out their mouths goes in one ear and out the other as you catch your breath.

Despite the exhaustion, you almost miss having them inside you. But you also have a project to work on, so you need a brief rest to recharge.

Just a brief rest.

[starnhearts]

it's that time of the year again y'all

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OH MY GOD??

It's giving major brat tamer vibes ngl and I am 🥴😳💦

[starnhearts]

FUCKK

kinktober day 23 - quickies w chaeyoung

chaeyoung and yours relationship had been more private than secret. most of your friends knew you were both dating someone, just not who. even though you saw each other a lot for two idols from completely different companies, public settings were your favorite.

why? simply because most of them you were too busy drooling over each other and sneaking around without anyone noticing. like today, it all begins with a string of texts teasing each other with what you’re wearing. a picture here and there that wouldn’t even show half of what you’re wearing, but builds the anticipation.

maybe its the universe sending a sign, but for some reason, you always get to sit close each other, making it easy to hold eye contact and giggle at your phones every time one of you says something too filthy for the current scenario.

cy: meet me in the bathroom?

yn: fuck yes, i’ll give u 2 mins.

chaeyoung looks up at you from her phone, you only spot her from the corner of your eye, trying your best to pretend all your attention was on stage. but as soon as those two minutes are up, you’re making some silly excuse as to why you need to go to the bathroom and convince your colleagues that you’re totally fine going alone.

your girlfriend’s body guard already knows you, and turns a blind eye when he sees you coming up the entrance of the bathroom she just did. he just makes sure to stand beside your guy at the door, waiting for the two of you.

there’s an inevitable yelp you let out when she yanks you by the arm into the biggest stall. it’s still a bit tight, but all you cared about was finally seeing her.

“you really could’ve told me your dress was this short” her eyes roll back as soon as she presses you against the cold tile and you shrug innocently, too eager to kiss her by the way you cup her face and smash your lips against hers.

yes, your lipsticks will need some retouching after this, but its well worth it. even with the wet noises your mouths make together and how they echo. nothing matters to you as much as the way her lips taste and the feeling of her hands hurriedly tugging the pleather skirt up your waist.

“or about this” the only time she detaches from your lips is to speak, and now mock at the bullet vibrator she easly fished from you. “i take it you prepped?”

“not like we have that kind of time” your hands tangle in her hair when you’re at the distance to look her right in the eyes “i made it easy for you chaeng, just make me come”

she looks at you and cocks her head to the side as she gently pushes the vibrator in you, as if to question, ‘really? easy?’ but presses her fingers in rough, quick circles against your clit that have your heartbeat ringing in your ears, and that with the thrill of being in a semi-public setting, where anyone could just walk in and hear you (because you weren’t exactly quiet either) made you spill around the tiny toy and on to the skin of her thigh that was keeping your legs apart.

[starnhearts]

stress toy

pairing ↠ maid!irene x (f) reader

genre .. warnings ↠ smut, dubcon, g!p!reader, sub!irene x dom!reader, power imbalance, unprotected sex

summary ↠ you have a beautiful home, a nice car, and a generally luxurious lifestyle, but in order to maintain it, you have to work long hours and tough days. in spite of all of that, your pretty maid, irene, proves to be a wonderful outlet for all your pent-up stress.

wc ↠ 2.1k

don’t like it, don’t read.

life was merely an agonizing pattern, treading through the same golden labyrinth. the cycle never shifted, never changed; you would rouse from bed, a maid would fix you breakfast, you would be escorted to work, and then you would return to your beautiful, golden cage of a home, where plenty of assistants at your service would be awaiting your command.

maintaining such a luxurious lifestyle required one thing in return - long days and hard hours of brutal work. a woman as hardworking as you, like anyone else, needed an outlet for all the pent-up stress that hours of seemingly never-ending drudgery promised.

ironically, you had none.

time was precious and most of yours was spent at a place you loathed. you had hobbies, but they required time you didn’t have. you had friends, but scarce time to spend together. a round of orgasms could likely ease the pressure, but you could hardly recall the last time you’d sex. time might have been the only luxury you simply couldn’t afford.

irene was probably the main thing you thought about that wasn’t in connection to your work. when you thought of her, you found it difficult to think about anything else. you liked the way her skimpy uniform hugged her body and revealed her skin, leaving little to the imagination but giving you much to muse on all at once.

the thought of her alone turned you like nothing else. you sat in your study, imagining her legs spread for you, picturing the sight of her glistening cunt just begging to be touched.

“good evening, mistress,” irene greeted you graciously, snapping you out of your musings.

you looked up from your desk and shot her a smile back. “good evening, irene.”

perhaps you held some slight favoritism towards irene. noticeably, she was the only maid you called by her name. not because you couldn’t remember the others, but because you adored the way her name rolled off your tongue - and the tendency she had to blush, lowering her head to hide her smile whenever you called her by her name. it was the highlight of your day.

irene stood behind you, assisting in helping you take off your coat and slipping it off your shoulders before hanging it on the coat rack. then she returned to your backside, hands massaging your back and shoulders as you rested in your chair. “what would you like for dinner, mistress?”

“i’m not very hungry at the moment,” you replied, very aware of her presence. the average person might have immediately crawled into their bed after the day you had, but you preferred to have a couple of moments alone in your study. irene’s presence, however, was even better.

“oh. whatever you want, mistress,” irene said, secretly smiling when a tiny moan parted from your lips. “is there anything else i can get for you, then? maybe something to drink? i could get you some wine.”

wine would have been amazing. it seemed your maid knew you almost too well. but, staring at her legs in the less than lengthy dress she wore, you had other plans. “you know what i want?” you began, to which she hummed. “i want you to come around here.”

irene hesitated, but moved to walk around your desk, until you shook your head and made her pause dead in her tracks. “right here,” you said, gesturing to the narrow space between you and your desk. you eyed her, watching with bated breath as she reluctantly slithered in front of you. the moment she was squarely behind the desk, you stood, whirling her around to face it and slightly pressing her over the surface.

irene felt her dress rising up and reached behind her to tug it down, but you grabbed her wrists in your hands. she stammered, “m-mistress, what are you…”

“shh. you said i can have anything i want, right?” you whispered, leaning toward her ear and pushing strands of her hair out of the way. “i want you.”

irene was silent, breath jagged. her dress rose even more and you were sure she could feel your hard-on against her ass. you rubbed your crotch against her, biting your bottom lip to resist moaning at the friction. all you could hear was her breath picking up pace, speeding up and becoming louder all the while.

“feel that?” you groaned.

your pretty little maid nodded. irene could feel you growing harder against her ass, and the tantalizing sensation had her panties dampening by the second. she figured you could most likely see them - and you could easily view the wet patch if you wanted. her uniform was less than lengthy, her lacy, knee-high white socks the main source of sheathing for her legs.

most of your patience dissipated very quickly and grinding against her ass soon wasn’t enough. you bent irene even further over the desk, ignoring her tiny yelp and slipping your hands underneath the skirt of her dress. you tugged her panties down her thighs, noticing how they were damp with her arousal. intrigued, you decided to run a pair of your fingers through her cunt, chuckling when the contact made her suck in a gasp. you retrieved two arousal-coated fingers, glistening in the light that hung above the room.

“don’t tease,” irene whimpered.

you cocked a brow. “you’re going to take whatever i give you.”

“yes, mistress.”

you fought a snicker and tackled your belt, unfastening the buckle. you were not exactly in the position to tease her, bulge practically prying out of your pants. you tugged down the lower half of your clothes, twitching at the thought of finally getting between those thighs of hers. it was all you had ever wanted, the perfect treat after the end of a hellishly long day.

irene drew in a breath when the tip glided against her entrance, and moaned when you pushed between her glistening wet folds. the initial thrusts were slow, shallow. they deepened every time you pulled out and pushed back inside, but waiting for you to fill her to her entirety made her whimper out of impatience.

then, you filled her to the hilt. “okay?” you asked, hands finding purchase in her hips from how her walls pulsed tightly around you.

irene bobbed her head needily. “please, move. please.”

unable to resist it yourself, you began to fuck her, setting a quick pace. you watched the way her body thumped against the desk with every thrust, unable to endure the impact. your thrusts were short but hard, like you were trying to fuck a week’s worth of stress out of your body. even the mere thought of your job melted from your memory, replaced with pleasure, how her pussy sucked you back in every time you pulled out.

already, you knew this wouldn’t be the last time.

fucking irene had already been on your wish list from the first time you saw her, climbing in rank as the days turned the months and the months became years. the sight of her in her tiny uniforms always did it for you. sometimes you would sneak a glance whenever she bent over to pick up something, catching a sight of her underwear and imagining what lay beneath. now, you no longer needed to imagine, stretching her little cunt open as you fucked her deeper in deeper. her knees thumped against the desk, nails scraping the surface as a pitchy, prolonged moan tore from her lips. it would seem you found her spot.

“gonna fuck you every day,” you moaned, enticing yourself with the thought of having her sweet cunt to use as a stress reliever every day. “have you waiting for me on my bed, already bent over. maybe i’ll buy you some pretty lingerie.”

“god, please,” irene mewled, clenching around you at the thought of that. you let out a grunt, nails digging into her flesh through the fabric of her clothes.

you chuckled breathlessly. “yeah? my baby like the sound of that?”

irene gave you another nod, because her mouth was already too busy emitting the prettiest of moans. the way she sounded alone was almost enough to finish you. you could see her face through the reflection of a picture frame sitting on your desk, her mouth parted and her eyes screwed closed.

and for the love of god, you couldn’t shake how amazing it felt to be buried between her walls. they opened up for you, welcoming you with a wet squelch and a resounding clap as your hips met hers and her cunt clamped down around your length. it was just too easy, sliding in and out. too effortless. she was leaking down her thighs, so wet for you. you figured she wasn’t the only one that had been dreaming of this for some time.

the room sounded like sex, so much that if anyone were to make the mistake of walking by the study door, you wouldn’t be able to deny what you’d done. even your desk was a victim, slightly thudding against the ground.

you clamped your hand around her mouth, singing, “quiet now. you wouldn’t want anyone to hear you getting fucked like a slut, now would you?”

you could feel her whimpering into your palm. irene bobbed her head and you moved your hand. she bit her lip, trying her best to stifle her sounds, but there was hardly any point. as long as you were fucking, the sound of you plowing into her wet cunt would give you away.

“you sound so pretty,” you murmured, more to yourself than anything.

irene blushed. you saw her reflection smiling through the picture frame, cheeks tinted, and chuckled. her reactions to your praise were always the cutest.

it wasn’t long before you could feel the threat of release approaching. you knew you wouldn’t last very long. not in a cunt that was this wet, this tight. that, plus the combination of her pretty sounds and the look of pleasure coating her face had you teetering dangerously close to finish. of course, irene wasn’t very far behind you. frankly, she was ahead of you. you were fucking her so goddamn good. half of her was convinced that she was dreaming. reasonably so - she had dreamed of you fucking her into oblivion before. on multiple occasions.

irene whimpered, “mistress, may i please cum?”

her manners made you smile pleasantly. “good girl,” you purred, pressing your lips to the nape of her neck momentarily. “always ask first. cum for me, baby.”

orgasm made short work of her, a loud moan on the verge of a scream involuntarily passing between her lips. her nails clamped onto your desk for leverage, but her cunt clamped around you, pulsing as her whole body shuddered with climax. it was the most astonishing sight you had ever seen - and possibly the most astonishing feeling you had ever felt.

irene went limp against your desk, but you were still fucking her, chasing climax. “please cum inside me, mistress,” she begged breathlessly, craving it more than anything. needing it more than anything.

your brows furrowed with pleasure. you were still chasing release, chasing pleasure like it was calling your name. she was positively going to milk you for everything you were worth.

the sounds of your moans were spurring her on. all irene wanted was to feel you emptying inside her, satisfying her cravings. you weren’t going to last much longer, her bare walls still firm around you. it was all you could do to cling onto your sanity.

your pace became more vigorous, less rhythmic. irene was still gushing around you, driving you mad. you finished then and there, her name dangling from your lips as you twitched with climax, coming to a sudden halt and emptying your load into her sweet cunt. a prolonged hiss fell from your mouth, and you clamped your nails into her hips, sure there was all types of scratches and bruises on her pretty skin. irene moaned when you painted her walls with your warm cum, unable to get enough. it was everything she had dreamed of and more, and she couldn’t wait to do it again.

needless to say, neither could you.

you slumped against your chair. irene leaned up, standing straight. she blushed when she felt your cum trickling down her thighs, shutting her thighs and trying not to get turned on all over again. you eyed her, mouth watering as you thought about sitting her in your lap and fucking her on your cock. or having her ride you into kingdom come.

“i meant what i said earlier. about fucking you every day and buying you lingerie,” you said, smiling partially at the fucked out look on her face. and you were to blame. you tilted your head. “would you like that?”

irene looked over the moon. “of course, mistress.”

“drop the ‘mistress,’” you groaned playfully. “next time, i want to hear you moan my name.”

predictably, irene blushed and smiled. you never wanted it to leave.

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id love to see this written.

writing prompt ix

*warning: dubcon elements!*

While you’re having sex with your significant other, they keep urging you to tell them who you’re loyal to, and who you belong to. You think it’s normal dirty talk, but after you’re finished they end a call you never even noticed was happening.

follow me @rosewould bc I might just write this someday… maybe

ps: if you do any of these please tag me I wanna read

[starnhearts]

sorry for being ia and giving up on kinktober! ive been so busy and having awful writer's block, ill be back to this blog once im a little less stressed lol

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KINKTOBER DAY 13

the top/bottom dynamics aren't as simple as usual but it's more top! f! y/n x bottom! winter tbh | WC: 495 | Y/N has female anatomy and is referred to with she/her | not the 13th but whatever

MINORS DNI

When Y/N had suggested Winter eat her out due to her absolute lack of experience, Winter was stunned. Y/N was initially shocked by the discovery she had never gone down on someone, but after a few seconds it made sense. Winter was quite the pillow princess, or so she heard. Winter can try it on her.

As friends, obviously. Just Y/N letting Winter practice on her.

Y/N sat on the chair, Winter on her knees underneath the girl. Winter’s mouth was sloppily teasing her thighs, brushing past them with her lips as she inched closer to Y/N’s dripping cunt. When she reached her sex, Winter’s tongue strayed up and down her folds, from her cunt up to her clit.

“Little higher, Min.” Y/N said, trailing her hand to her clit and toying her finger up and down it, as if to demonstrate. Winter nodded, eagerly flicking her tongue over her clit, up and down. Y/N groaned, bucking her hips into Winter’s mouth, trying to grind against her tongue.. “Fuck, like that.”

Winter's tongue seemed to find itself coming back and pressing hardest against the very top of Y/N's clit. Y/N let out a groan whenever she pressed down against her clit, her fingers lacing into Winter's hair. Y/N held onto the back of her neck, forcing her head to stay right where it was.

"Yes, fuck." Y/N groaned, hardly a whisper. Winter's hands rested on Y/N's thighs, teasing over them. Y/N's hips jerked closer to Winter's tongue, chasing more pleasure from the girl.

Y/N's cheeks flushed pink, her eyes looking down at Winter's. Winter looked up at her with her doe eyes, seeming almost shy even as she ate Y/N out. Winter must have been asking for Y/N to drop dead right there, her heart pounding in her chest.

"Minjeong.." Y/N exhaled, voice breaking as she looked down at her. Winter pushed her tongue against her clit harder, burying her face harder between her thighs. Y/N moaned, only able to get out a short "Yes!" before her legs shook and her stomach coiled, eyes never tearing away from Winter's head.

"I'm so close, fuck." Y/N said, hardly able to speak. Winter looked stupidly good like that, how eager and ready she looked with her head between her thighs. Winter was so ready to give and please. Y/N's head's in the fucking clouds, unable to form a cohesive thought. "Oh god, yes." is all Y/N is able to mutter before she cums. It's like fireworks exploding inside of her, tension breaking and snapping her in half.

"Did I do good?" Winter asked, still on her knees in front of Y/N.

"I don't think I'll be able to forget it." Y/N breathed, more than a little winded.

"Can we do this again sometime?" Y/N asked, eyes looking down on Winter with a new hunger.

"Yes." Winter said, a smile creeping onto her face.

[starnhearts]

havent been good about kinktober bc im just generally exhausted lol

[starnhearts]

KINKTOBER DAY 12

top! mina x bottom! chaeyoung | prompt was praise kink | WC: 900 | not a huge fan of this one tbh

MINORS DNI

Golden rays of sun landed on Mina’s face as Chaeyoung opened the blinds, a smile forming on her face.

“You’re getting it in my eyes.” she chuckled, using her hand to shield her vision from the sunset’s light. Chaeyoung smiled at her, quietly giggling. Mina peered down at her book again, yet Chaeyoung stood in place, eyes fixated on Mina’s face. The way her skin always seemed to glow, even more so in the sunset’s shine. Her dark eyes focused on her book, right to left and right to left over and over. Her lips curved in a smile, soft and pink. Chaeyoung wonders what it would feel like to kiss them, a question she's wondered many times.

“Mina?” she called, the former looking up from her book to Chaeyoung, a smile seeming to grow slightly. “You look so pretty right now.” 

Mina’s cheeks flushed pink, setting down her book. Mina’s first impulse is to kiss the girl, something she’s been craving for longer than she’d like to admit. 

"Can I kiss you?" Mina asked, not even thinking before the words fall out of her mouth. Chaeyoung is taken aback, eyes widened from the second she'd heard her words. Chaeyoung shoves her questions away, and nods her head. She doubts she can speak right now, anyways.

Mina stood up from her chair, walking up to Chaeyoung before she could doubt what she had said. Mina grabbed onto her waist, wrapping her in her warmth as she locked their lips. 

Mina drowned out any second thoughts she could have, deepening the kiss as soon as she felt Chaeyoung's muscles relax around her. Chaeyoung melts into the kiss, allowing Mina to explore her mouth. Chaeyoung felt fire burn inside of her, heat pooling in her stomach as Mina eagerly kissed her. Mina pulled back for air, only able to take short breaths before Chaeyoung closed the gap between the two again.

Chaeyoung doesn't want to pull back, doesn't want to stop, because she didn't want to think about what this meant. Chaeyoung just wants to think about how soft Mina's lips felt on her, how nice it felt to hold each other like this.

Mina's hand slowly snakes down to her waistband, hand dipping into her panties. Chaeyoung gasped, face heating up.

“Mina?” Chaeyoung hardly had time to choke out, eyes widening at the girl. Mina pulled her hand out, pulling back from Chaeyoung.

“I’m sorry, are you not okay with that?” Mina asked, polite even as her cheeks burn. 

“No.. Don’t stop.” Chaeyoung said, now bashfully turning her head away despite usually being the more upfront one. A smile graces Mina’s face before she locks lips with Chaeyoung again. Her hand dipped into Chaeyoung’s panties, her middle finger instantly pressing onto her clit. Chaeyoung gasped, relaxing into the kiss again.

Mina’s finger grinded down against her clit, Chaeyoung moaning against her as she did so. Electricity’s bursting inside of Chaeyoung, she’s sure her face must be red. Mina’s head dipped by Chaeyoung’s neck, planting kisses on it. 

Mina pulled away from Chaeyoung’s clit, earning a whine from her. Mina practically shoved Chaeyoung down onto the couch, her weight sinking into the cushions. Mina sprawled on top of Chaeyoung, returning her finger down onto her clit with a new intensity and her lips back to her neck. Chaeyoung can’t stop the low groans that fall from her lips, her head tilting back into the pillows.

“You look perfect like this.” Mina whispered, her lips brushing against Chaeyoung’s ear for a second. Chaeyoung turns red at the whine this elicits from her, her head spinning as her eyes travel to Mina’s. Mina seemed much more concentrated than Chaeyoung, her eyes focused on one spot compared to Chaeyoung’s unfixed gaze. 

Mina’s finger slipped into Chaeyoung’s cunt, her palm grinding down against Chaeyoung’s clit as she moved. Chaeyoung let out a low moan, hands gripping against the couch. Mina thrusted it fully into her with a quick movement, Chaeyoung giving her a small gasp. Mina’s lips cracked into a smile, pressing her palm against Chaeyoung’s clit harder.

“Don’t stop, fuck.” Chaeyoung exhaled, her mind dazed and hazy. Chaeyoung’s thoughts were filled with Mina; how good she made her feel and how beautiful she looked like this. Something about the way Mina seemed lost in her one world made Chaeyoung’s head spin and her cunt pulse against her hand.

Mina moved her finger around in Chaeyoung’s clit awkwardly, before finding her sweet spot and letting out a slight “Oh.” and curling her finger against it. Chaeyoung’s reaction is immediate, a broken moan falling from her lips.

Chaeyoung’s hips thrust against Mina’s hand desperately, her legs beginning to shake underneath her. Mina thrust a second finger into her cunt, instantly getting drenched in Chaeyoung’s fluids. Mina let out a soft groan at this, pumping her fingers in and out of Chaeyoung.

“Fuck, fuck, I’m close.” Chaeyoung whispered, her grip against the soft cushions tightening. Mina curled her fingers up into Chaeyoung’s sweet spot again, really putting in the effort to milk her dry. Mina pushed her palm harder against Chaeyoung’s sensitive clit. Chaeyoung can only moan a broken “Mina!” before explosions take over her body. Chaeyoung shudders, eyes falling shut.

Mina grabbed a blanket from behind the couch, draping it over the pair. Chaeyoung thinks she can hear Mina whisper “I’m not done.” through her dazed mind.

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KINKTOBER DAY 11

dom! jisoo x sub! jennie | prompts were begging and orgasm control (kinda) | WC: 983

MINORS DNI

Jisoo brings Jennie to life. A puppet on strings with the woman, Jennie’s always eager to obey her. Her mind is always hazy when Jisoo has her like this, patiently waiting on all fours as Jisoo trails her fingers over the raven’s bare skin. Jennie will forever whimper when Jisoo’s hand dips down to her hip. Jennie’s hips jerk desperately, walls clenching against air.

“You took so long to train, now look at you.” Jisoo mused, teasing the younger. Jennie whined, eyes meeting Jisoo’s desperately. Jisoo sees the distress on her face, brushing it off. She would get her reward later. “So willing for me to use you. My perfect bunny.”

“Please, Jisoo.” she whimpered, trying to stop her hips from rutting against the air. 

“What do you want, baby?” she asked, her tone gentle, yet there was no doubt to Jennie that it was a command. Jisoo cupped her hands around Jennie’s jaw, dark eyes relaxed as she looked into the woman’s panicked ones. 

“I want you to fuck me, however you want to.” Jennie murmured, eyes trying to dart away from Jisoo. Jisoo chuckled, a satisfied smile creeping up onto her face.

“How bold.” Jisoo said, taking one of her hands to run her fingers through Jennie’s raven hair. “I won’t tease you for too much longer, then.” 

Jennie knows it’s a lie. There’s never been a day Jisoo hasn’t taken pleasure in teasing her, denying her of what she needs or wants. Jisoo’s hand sneaks to her clit, lightly flicking against it with her finger. It’s not enough, never is. Jennie bites her tongue anyways.

It’s annoying how long Jisoo stays like that, giving her just enough friction that she can feel how her cheeks heat up more, just so she can feel her clit throb, but not enough to give her any real pleasure. Jennie’s hips jerk and spasm, begging for more.

“Being so good for me tonight,” Jisoo remarked, grinding just the tiniest bit harder against Jennie’s clit. Jennie can’t stop the whine that falls out of her lips, despite trying to bite down on them. Jisoo’s smug about this, she always is. “Do you like this that much, Jennie? Want me to stay like this?”

“No!” Jennie choked out, eyes anxiously looking up at Jisoo. The older laughs, using her free hand to stroke Jennie’s hair.

“Someone’s needy,” Jisoo teased, her finger finally pressing down against her clit at a reasonable pressure. Jennie shudders, biting down on her lip hard enough to draw blood. “That’s alright. I’ll help.”

Jennie feels excitement buzz inside of her. If Jisoo was really going to be nice to her tonight, Jennie was in for a treat. “Please?” Jennie whimpers, hating how sheepish her own voice sounds coming out of her mouth.

“Please what?” Jisoo shot back, dark eyes scanning over Jennie’s exposed body. “I’ve said it before, you have to be clear about what you want.”

“Please help me tonight. Please make me feel good.” Jennie begs, feeling her cunt ache at the embarrassing state.

Jisoo doesn’t respond, instead thrusting one of her fingers into Jennie’s dripping heat. Jennie gasped, her hands searching at something to grip onto before she held the sheets. Jennie swears she hears a chuckle fall from her lips.

Jisoo doesn’t take long to thrust a second in and grind harder against her clit. Moans tumble from Jennie’s lips, shamelessly basking in the feeling. Jisoo works Jennie’s walls open, feeling her stretch around her fingers as Jennie lets out desperate moans.

“Fuck, yes, Jisoo!” Jennie babbles, far too aroused from what Jisoo had given her. Jisoo’s hand runs through Jennie’s black hair, her hand occasionally teasing around Jennie’s lips and neck. 

Jisoo pulls back, earning a sharp whine from Jennie. Jisoo isn’t long, only grabbing a thick dildo for Jennie. It was always one of Jennie’s favorites, the way it would stretch her out.

Jisoo pushes the head against Jennie’s entrance, a moan coming from the younger’s lips. Jisoo teases around her entrance for a little bit, Jennie’s hips trying to buck against it and push herself down on it. Jisoo hisses, using a firm hand to keep Jennie’s hips steady as she shoves it inside of Jennie’s cunt, instantly getting coated in her slick.

“Taking it so well.” Jisoo comments, Jennie feeling her breath against her skin. Jennie’s skin must be bright red with how hot and feverish she felt, whining and whimpering loudly. Jennie feels a hint of pain as her walls clench around the dildo, moans leaving her lips. Jisoo doesn’t beat around the bush this time, instead smoothly thrusting it in until the base of the dildo was right against Jennie’s entrance.

“Feels so good,” Jennie groaned, her legs beginning to tremble. Jisoo takes her hand away from Jennie’s head, snaking it down to her clit so she can grind down on it and massage it. Jennie hears a groan building in Jisoo’s throat, but she stifles it more than Jennie can. Jisoo thrusts the dildo in and out of her, not taking the time to be gentle and instead jumping to an erratic pace. “F-fuck!”

Jennie feels a familiar fire burn inside of her, the flames licking higher and higher by the second. Tension coils in her stomach, legs trembling under Jisoo.

“I’m so close! Please, can I cum?” Jennie yelped, her moans becoming broken and loud.

“You’ve begged nicer than that.” Jisoo remarked, thrusting the cock into her faster.

“Please! Fuck, Jisoo, please! I need to cum so bad. I’ve been so good for you, can you please let me cum?” Jennie cried out, hands gripping the sheets with an iron fist.

“Again."

“Jisoo! Please, I’m begging you. I want to cum so bad, please, just tonight. I’ve been so good for you.”

“Perfect. Cum for me, baby.” Jisoo said finally, Jennie’s body gave out with a tremble immediately on cue.

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KINKTOBER DAY NINE

top! ryujin x bottom! f! reader | today's prompt was consensual somnophilia | WC: 1060 | Y/N has female anatomy and is reffered to with she/her | up late

CW: SOMNOPHILIA (IT'S CONSENSUAL AND DISCUSSED)

MINORS DNI

Somnophilia.

When Y/N suggested it, Ryujin was shocked. She had heard of the idea in passing, never in much detail. Ryujin had always found it a little odd, but never really bothered to think about it too much. I mean, Y/N couldn’t give consent while she was asleep! That was the most important part to Ryujin, making sure Y/N felt good and liked what she was doing. How was she supposed to do that if she was asleep?

But Y/N’s eyes looked so sure when she said that she wouldn’t have to worry, she would love it. That she trusted Ryujin, that she knew that the woman wouldn’t hurt her. Ryujin’s lips cracked into a slight smile. It was worth a shot, right?

Ryujin found herself thinking about it more than she probably should during the following days. When her mind strays during work, it’s always that same thought. Thrusting her fingers in and out of Y/N, her sleepy grunts filling the air. Y/N awaking with a gasp as she pumped a strap in and out of her. Climbing under the covers to pull her panties off and lap at her clit. Ryujin would feel heat pool in her stomach, squeezing her thighs together in discomfort before forcing herself to return to her work.

“Ryujin? Can we do it tonight?” Y/N blurted one night, the two had been watching TV on the couch beforehand. “The sleep thing.”

“Yeah!” Ryujin answers, almost too excited. “Yeah, that would be great.”

“Someone’s been waiting for this.” Y/N said, a smirk creeping over her face. Ryujin playfully punches her arm.

“Y/N, I’m just wondering how this is supposed to work? When do I get up?” Ryujin asked.

“You’ve always woken up earlier than me. Why not just in the morning? Or if you wake up in the middle of the night or something.” Y/N said.

“Alright, then.” Ryujin nods.

As the pair settled in for bed that night, Ryujin couldn't tear her eyes off of Y/N. Even just in her regular pajamas, Y/N looked insanely pretty. The way she looked in the darkness, the way her muscles untensed after a few minutes. The way her eyes looked close, her lashes resting down.

Ryujin didn't sleep easily that night. She could feel Y/N’s body heat pressed right against her skin, usually a feeling Ryujin basked in, feeling too hot tonight, like she’d come down with a fever. Ryujin tried to keep her breathing steady, but she can’t help the way her breaths become heavy as she thinks about what would happen in this same bed a few hours later.

The minute Ryujin’s mind goes quiet, she falls asleep. 

She woke up when it was still dark outside. Ryujin felt far too much energy buzzing through her for the hour, having to chew on her lip. Ryujin figures it’s just because of this whole thing.

Ryujin slid under the covers, up to where Y/N’s cunt was. Ryujin slipped Y/N’s shorts off, a slight anxiety flowing through her. It went away when she saw how absolutely wet Y/N’s panties were, a clear spot that Y/N had soaked through. Ryujin had to bite her tongue to keep a moan from escaping.

Ryujin pulled Y/N’s panties down to her ankles, revealing her bare cunt. Ryujin’s head slipped between her thighs, fingers spreading her cunt open as she lapped at her clit. Ryujin was soft, slow, trying her hardest not to wake Y/N up yet.

Even in Y/N’s sleep, she can hear how her breathing becomes labored and can see the way her chest rises and falls. The way her breath hitches when she grinds against her clit harder, a purpose to how she licks at her.

Ryujin was savoring the way Y/N tasted on her tongue, a taste she’d had before, but tonight it felt entirely new. Even in her sleep, Y/N was ready and eager for Ryujin’s tongue. How she opened herself up to Ryujin, her breaths deep and heavy. 

Ryujin pressed harder against her clit, eyes staring up at Y/N’s sleeping figure. How pretty she looked with her eyes closed, the moon shining down on her from the open window. Ryujin thrust a finger inside of Y/N, immediately getting coated in Y/N's slick.

Y/N stirred, letting out a whine. Her eyes fluttered open, looking back down at Ryujin. Ryujin met her gaze, pink dusting her cheeks.

“..Ryujin?” Y/N said, dazed. Her cheeks flushed red as she spread her legs more for Ryujin without realizing.

“You’re such a whore for me, aren’t you?” Ryujin remarked, pulling back from her clit for just a second. “You opened yourself up to me so nicely in your sleep. So desperate.” she continued before pressing her tongue against her clit again, rubbing against it with a new vigor.

Y/N gasped, throwing her head back into the pillow. Ryujin chuckled, the vibrations hitting Y/N’s clit. Ryujin looked up at Y/N again, seeing how much her expression had changed. Her eyes were tightly shut, her eyebrows knit together. Y/N had bit her lip at some point, trying to stop moans from falling out of her mouth.

Ryujin slipped a second finger into her cunt, a whine from Y/N immediately following. Ryujin felt her clit throb as she looked at Y/N, the way she fought to keep her mouth shut and how hard she trembled underneath Ryujin. “I’m close.” Y/N mewled, hands trailing to Ryujin’s head and her fingers lacing in Ryujin’s hair. Y/N’s legs shook, feeling unstable as her orgasm dawned on her body.  Ryujin curled her fingers into Y/N’s sweet spot, wanting the woman to feel as good as possible before she peaked. Y/N doesn’t last much longer, her body giving out with a shudder. Ryujin pulled her wet fingers out of Y/N’s cunt and head away from her clit, returning to her spot in the bed.

“Did you like it?” Ryujin asked, looking at Y/N with hopeful eyes.

“I really liked it. Did you? I know you were hesitant at first.” Y/N responded.

“You don’t need to worry about me liking it, Y/N.” Ryujin said, a grin creeping on her face.

[starnhearts]

no one told me writing monsterfucking was so much fun i gotta do this shit more

[starnhearts]

KINKTOBER DAY EIGHT

werewolf! jeongyeon x reader | prompts were monsterfucking and inaccurately big cock | Y/N uses she/her and has female anatomy | jeongyeon has a dick | WC: 2273 | up late because i felt i wouldnt be doing it justice to only make it <1000 words

WARNING: MONSTERFUCKING

MINORS DNI

Jeongyeon was nothing but a sweetheart. She loved Y/N with her whole heart and was good at making sure Y/N knew that. Baking treats for her, cuddling with her after a long day, spoiling her with gifts, whatever Y/N wanted. Y/N was forever grateful for her girlfriend's affection, always trying to return the favor.

Which is why Y/N doesn't believe Jeongyeon when she has to nervously admit she's a fucking werewolf.

First off, Y/N didn't know they were even real. She thought they were a creature of fiction, something purely to scare children. Second, Jeongyeon of all people? Her sweetheart of a girlfriend?

The more she thought about it, though, the more sense it seemed to make. The way Jeongyeon would decline dates seemingly out of the blue, the scratches on the walls in her apartment too large for her cat to make, and especially not her tiny dogs.

Jeongyeon had explained a few things, namely that she was scared Y/N would run away if Jeongyeon had mentioned it before and that she didn’t eat people or anything. She still had control of herself, it was just limited by overpowering instinct. She would keep herself locked in her apartment with a muzzle on the full moon, just in case someone came to the door. She couldn’t even open the door, but it was just a precaution.

“..Can I see it?” Y/N muttered after all had been cleared up. “Like, your werewolf form.”

“What?” Jeongyeon choked out, eyes widening at the question. “No, no, I don’t want to hurt you. That’s too dangerous.”

“I mean.. You said you had a muzzle, right? And you said you were still yourself just.. Werewolf.” she responded.

“Yes.” Jeongyeon answered, anxiously looking around the room.

“I- Yes. That’s all true, but I.. I get excited.” she said, eyes looking anywhere but Y/N’s as she finished her sentence.

“..Horny?” Y/N said.

“That sounds like a bonus.” Y/N responded, wiggling her eyebrows.

“I still don’t want to hurt you. I mean, what if I scratch you? I could get lost in the moment.” Jeongyeon said after they had calmed down a little.

“Y/N!” she cursed, cheeks flushing red. Y/N laughed, falling back in her chair. 

“I’m sure I’ll be fine.” Y/N replied, gently putting her hand over Jeongyeon’s. “If things get out of hand, I can run, can’t I? You said you can’t open doors with your paws.”

“That’s fine!” Y/N rushed out between laughs, Jeongyeon even chuckling herself. “Really, I’m good with that.”

“That should work.. Just one more thing?” Jeongyeon responded, nodding slowly as if she were accepting it. “I have.. I don’t.. I have a dick when I’m a werewolf.”

“..Okay. The full moon’s in a week, Y/N. Let me know if you change your mind. I don’t want you doing anything you don’t want to.”

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The week passes by fast. Y/N isn’t sure how a week has gone by the time Jeongyeon is warning her tonight’s the full moon.

“Okay, Y/N, the full moon goes up in like.. An hour.” Jeongyeon said, peering out through the window as sunset settled on the horizon. “I’ll be in the bedroom.. You’ll probably hear it when I transform.”

“Yep! I’m ready!” Y/N shot back, unable to hide her glee. Jeongyeon nods, walking off to her bedroom.

The next hour takes far too long to pass. Y/N is restless, unable to sit still or even distract herself. She’s only thinking about Jeongyeon, only a door away from her. Only an hour away from transforming. 

Y/N tries scrolling through her phone, turning on the TV, reading something, but nothing works. She can’t even get comfortable on Jeongyeon’s couch, constantly shifting her weight. Y/N throws her phone across the room after half an hour.

It’s nothing but boredom. No matter what Y/N tries to do, her mind always goes back to Jeongyeon. She’s fixated on the thought of the woman turning into.. Whatever a werewolf looks like. Y/N thinks that’s probably why she’s so obsessed. I mean, what does a werewolf look like? 

Y/N was lost in thought before she heard roars and howls erupt from Jeongyeon’s room. It sounds painful, growls and moans of pain seeping through the far too thin walls, Y/N cringing at the sound. Y/N can hear Jeongyeon’s voice through the noise, instinctively wanting to check if she’s alright. Y/N figured it was better to wait until her groans ceased a little, not wanting to see her in this state.

The longer it goes, the less Y/N can hear Jeongyeon’s voice, the more animalistic the noises are. Y/N’s just glad it sounds less like she’s in pain.

The noises begin to die after a few minutes, going from loud howls to quiet whines to.. Nothing. Y/N thought she could hear heavy breathing and snarls, but no indication Jeongyeon was still in pain.

Y/N opened the door.

Jeongyeon - Y/N’s not sure if she should even be calling her that - had grown to absolutely tower over Y/N. She was standing on her hind legs, like a human would; but Jeongyeon didn’t look much like a human besides that. Dark gray fur had grown over her entire body, forming what looked a little bit like a mane around her head. She had grown a snout, her sharp teeth visible and glistening in the light despite the muzzle covering her snout. Jeongyeon had always been muscular, but she was so much more so in this form. Jeongyeon looked like she could tear Y/N apart with the flick of a finger, and Y/N’s sure she could. Worse, she looked ready to pounce.

Y/N felt fear rush cold through her blood, the first time she’d ever been scared of werewolves since childhood. Her knees buckled underneath her weight, swallowing thickly as she looked over her girlfriend.

What especially caught Y/N’s eye was Jeongyeon’s very much visible monster dick. She’d heard the phrase before, and had never quite understood the meaning, but looking at the size of her girlfriend’s cock, she fully understood just what she was in for. It looked like a human dick, sure, but it was a light gray color and nothing short of massive. It must have been the size of Y/N’s forearm, only much thicker. 

“Jeongyeon.” Y/N sharply exhaled, finally finding the courage to speak. Jeongyeon seemed to calm down a little bit at that, her stance relaxing. “..Can you talk?” Y/N asked. Jeongyeon shook her head.

“Okay.. You’re.. A werewolf.” Y/N exhaled, eyes scanning over the creature. Jeongyeon made a noise somewhat resembling a laugh, opening her palms - if you could call them that - to Y/N. Jeongyeon took a step closer to Y/N. Y/N instinctively takes one back, her back hitting the door. Jeongyeon noticed this, pausing in her steps, as if to ask Y/N for permission to move. “You’re fine, babe. You can move.”

Jeongyeon nodded, swooping Y/N up with her arms and placing her flat on the bed. Y/N’s breath hitched, momentarily terrified until she remembers that this is pretty much half the deal. Y/N can tell Jeongyeon’s trying to be gentle, but she still tears Y/N’s clothes off of her, leaving them in shreds. Y/N gently laughed at this, ignoring the way she internally cringes.

Jeongyeon climbed onto the bed, her weight immediately sinking half of the mattress down. Jeongyeon climbed on top of Y/N, having to do a plank to keep from crushing her. It looks relatively comfortable, considering how Jeongyeon had become absolutely ripped in the transformation considered.

Jeongyeon tried to use her paw to press against Y/N’s clit, but it didn't work quite right. Her claws got in the way, and her hand was far too big for Y/N’s clit.

“Jeongyeon, it’s alright. I’ll do it myself, okay?” Y/N said. Jeongyeon looks a little disappointed, but nods. Y/N trailed her hand down to her aching cunt, only feeling how wet she was now. 

Y/N’s finger grinded down on her clit, her breathing becoming heavier by the second. Y/N doesn’t deny herself, eagerly pushing against it with just the right pressure as whimpers began to fall from her lips. Jeongyeon seemed to take this as a cue, pressing the head of her cock against Y/N’s wet entrance, asking permission to enter. “Yeah, go ahead.”

Jeongyeon did so, thrusting it into her heat. Y/N can’t hold back the loud moan that tumbles from her mouth immediately, her walls having to stretch around her. Y/N can tell Jeongyeon’s trying to be gentle with her right now, just like with everything else, except what’s gentle to Jeongyeon is actually super fucking rough.

Jeongyeon’s cock continued to push into Y/N’s cunt, her wetness only helping Jeongyeon ease in a little. It hurt, undeniably so, but the more Jeongyeon pushed in the better it felt. Her walls were getting worked open, forcibly stretched around Jeongyeon’s girth, but it just makes it feel so much better when Jeongyeon hits her sweet spot.

Y/N threw her head back into the pillow, her hips jerking up into Jeongyeon, forcing herself in deeper. It felt like it took years for Jeongyeon to finish thrusting inside, the tip of her cock finally meeting Y/N’s core. Y/N panted, her muscles relaxing the tiniest bit.

“Fuck, right there.” Y/N exhaled, eyes fixated on watching Jeongyeon’s length disappear into her. A string of moans fall from Y/N’s lips, her breaths labored and heavy. Jeongyeon continues to thrust her length deeper into Y/N’s heat. Jeongyeon grunted, gritting her teeth as she thrust deeper into Y/N. 

Jeongyeon thrust in and out of Y/N gently, careful not to hurt her. Y/N can’t stop the desperate moan that immediately comes out of her mouth, almost pornographic. “Fuck! Jeongyeon, yes, fuck!” she cursed, her hands erratically gripping at the sheets. 

Jeongyeon thrusts into Y/N a little faster, only turning the dial up by one. It’s enough to get Y/N furiously rubbing at her clit, eyes rolling into the back of her head. Y/N felt waves of pleasure wash over her, broken moans tumbling out of her lips as she peaked for the first time. Jeongyeon doesn’t stop. Y/N’s sure Jeongyeon must be using utmost self control not to absolutely split her in half, only rocking her hips. 

Jeongyeon flipped Y/N over, so that she was the one on the bottom and Y/N was on top, straddling her. Y/N gasped, Jeongyeon’s cock still buried inside of her. Y/N figured it must have been a measure to keep herself from hurting Y/N or getting too rough.

Y/N wanted to make sure she wasn’t the only one who was feeling good, bouncing her hips up and down on Jeongyeon’s cock after returning her hand to her clit so she could paw at it. Jeongyeon grunted, hands grabbing at her hips and pushing her down harder onto her cock. Y/N yelped, Jeongyeon pausing for a second to make sure she hadn’t gotten too rough with the woman.

“Oh no, you’re alright.” Y/N assured, riding on Jeongyeon’s length a little harder, half to prove she was fine with it and half to bring herself closer to orgasm. Jeongyeon’s hands returned to Y/N’s hips, making her rock down harder against her.

Y/N only just noticed the bulge that was visible in her stomach whenever Jeongyeon’s cock was inside of her. Y/N let out a tiny gasp as she looked down at it, unmistakably the figure of her girlfriend’s cock. 

Jeongyeon let out a loud grunt, using her hands to force Y/N to ride her with more speed. Y/N let herself go limp, letting Jeongyeon use her body like a fleshlight to thrust her cock into. Jeongyeon seemed to forget about being gentle, roughly pulling her up and down on her length. Y/N’s moans had become screams of pleasure, head lolling back as her body went limp.

Jeongyeon let out a low groan, basically a growl, as Y/N clenched around her, slamming her back down onto her cock. Y/N squealed as she did so, her strong hands forcing her to keep riding her. 

“Shit, Jeongyeon!” Y/N cursed, hands grappling against Jeongyeon’s fur. Y/N felt the same tension coil in her stomach a second time, euphoria washing over her as another orgasm washed over her, legs shaking and walls clenching against Jeongyeon’s girth.

Jeongyeon nodded this time, showing Y/N so when she tried to pull the smaller one off of her hips and proving that she was unable to. Jeongyeon’s arms wrapped around Y/N, awkwardly pushing up the covers with her paw.

Jeongyeon gave a final groan before the base of her cock began to swell, hot cum shooting up into her pussy. Jeongyeon’s paws relaxed around Y/N’s hips, letting Y/N untense for a minute. Jeongyeon’s inflated base left Y/N unable to move.

“Am I gonna get pregnant?” Y/N whispered, voice airy and breathless. Jeongyeon’s eyes widened, furiously shaking her head. Y/N let out a sigh of relief, not wanting to have whatever werewolf-baby would come out of her. “And, am I stuck here?”

“Thank you.” Y/N breathed. Jeongyeon nodded, the cold metal of her muzzle pressing against Y/N’s bare skin.