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ʚïɞ butterfly bandage - 01

note: this is part 1 of a series (part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5)

content: bang chan/reader, university au, strangers to friends to lovers, themes of soulmates, reader is female and referred to with she/her pronouns, mentions of past unhealthy relationships, a bit of pining, kissing, slight suggestiveness but sfw (eventually nsfw)

summary: after the past three years you’ve had, whether or not you make it through the fourth all comes down to a single thread. fortunately, you find that thread, with chan on the other end. now, it’s just a matter of who needs it more—you, or him.

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multitasking - s.cb

content: sub changbin, dom reader, pegging, lots of teasing, slight dumbification, binnie cries a little, male squirting, praise, handjob, female reader

word count: 4.5k

“One, two, three. One, two, three. Just like that, okay?”

Changbin’s breath came out in shudders, so noisy that you wondered if he could even hear you over them. Judging by his scrunched up nose and furrowed eyebrows coming together to form an adorable look of concentration, you doubted it. He was focused on one thing and one thing only.

“Binnie,” you sang. “Are you listening to me?”

Just to make sure you had his full attention, you brought the steady roll of your hips to a halt, keeping your strap buried inside him, but denying him the friction that had wiped all coherent thoughts from his brain. His body rocked for a few seconds more even after you’d stopped, operating purely off muscle memory. Then, it turned into squirming, hips twisting helplessly in the sheets to try and regain the buildup of pleasure he’d suddenly lost. You watched him wiggle around, half-amused, half-endeared as he finally blinked his hazy eyes open to process what was going on. 

“Mm?” he mumbled; drowsy, like he’d been stirred from a dream. “S-sorry? I didn’t…”

His gaze fully refocused to find you smiling down at him. On your end, you could’ve sworn his pupils dilated just a little bit more, painting his irises black and glazing them over. They looked so innocent, you’d never guess what he was really pleading for.

“I said,” you began playfully, running your palms up his twitching thighs just to tease him. They felt especially thick under your touch with all the tension they were holding, you couldn’t resist digging your nails into his flesh, hard enough to leave crescent-shaped indents behind. The tight clench of his muscles was almost as satisfying as the sweet little gasp he let out. “Are you listening to me?”

Changbin swallowed down the saliva that had begun pooling in his mouth, sucking in a deep breath to find his voice again. “O-oh, yeah.” He shifted on the mattress to inch himself closer to you, as if your strap didn’t already have him filled to the near brim. “Yeah, listening. Sorry.”

“What number are we on, baby?”

He paused, doll-like lips curving deep into a pout. It was almost cute enough for you to let him off easy—almost.

“I…I don’t—” he chuckled nervously, eyes flickering to the side. “F-four?” You shook your head. “Five?”

You could tell he was growing restless, even when he was doing his best to behave himself. His dick twitched against his stomach, crying out for you to just forget about the count and start thrusting into him again. All the blood in his system must’ve pooled hot in his abdomen by now, you couldn’t even blame him for not being able to think straight. 

“S-sorry, I really can’t remember,” he stuttered, embarrassed. “Again?”

It was the second or third time Changbin had lost track by now, and he once again found himself cursing the second he’d ever let his pride rope him into this tortuous little game you’d proposed. He’d never been one to back down from a challenge, even if it was a challenge that you both knew full well he’d fail miserably at. That, combined with his insatiable need to impress you clouding his better judgment, had him playing right into your hands.

“I can multitask!” he’d protested. “Do you know how much work it takes to be this cute and sexy at the same time?”

“So much work,” you’d agreed solemnly, trying not to crack a smile over the defensive squeak in his voice. “Then this should be no problem for you, right?” 

From the moment you’d first bottomed out inside him, Changbin had gotten the sense that he’d already lost.

“I’m trying to help you, baby,” you pouted down at him. His eyes fluttered shut as you dragged your index finger along his plump, wet lips, mesmerized with the cute popping sound they made every time you prodded at them. “If you’re too dumb to count by yourself, just repeat after me.”

“N-no, Binnie’s smart,” he insisted, muffled by your finger. His legs squeezed around your waist like they had a mind of their own, trying to rub against each other and generate some friction. “Not dumb. I can do it, lemme do it.”

“Yeah? Let’s try and make it past three this time.” You gave his cheek an affectionate pat. A shiver ran through his body as your hands glided down to his hips, gripping his soft flesh to stabilize yourself before inching out of him bit by bit. 

Immediately, Changbin’s attempt at counting was cut off by his own whine, stretching out for every second the silicone dragged along his walls. Then, you heard it, shaky and breathless as you pushed back inside him.

“O-one.”

His stomach rose sharply under your palms as you pulled out a second time. Before you’d even snapped your hips forward again, he gasped out a “two”, all too eagerly. You giggled, waiting a few extra seconds just to test his patience 

“Two,” he repeated with a tinge of desperation. He looked lost, like he was genuinely wondering if he’d already managed to mess up the order somehow.

You felt a tinge of pity; he really was trying his hardest for you. So, you followed through, deciding to take it slow this time so he actually stood a chance in counting your thrusts. His foggy brain was grateful for it, but his body, not so much. 

“Th-three—ah. Three. Faster, please?” he barely got the words out in time before he felt that delicious stretch again, coaxing an especially high moan. “F-four.”

You could practically taste the hunger rolling off his skin in warm waves. Every needy noise that grew louder his throat, every jerk of his hips begged you for more, even if he knew he wouldn’t be able to keep up with it. His teeth sank into his bottom lip when you pushed back inside of him without missing a beat—faster, just like he’d asked for, and as deep as your position would allow. You dragged your hands up and down his stomach in unison with the slide of your strap; such a simple touch, but enough to disrupt his concentration all over again. 

“Fi—” he began. His voice failed him, cracking pitifully as you grabbed his bouncing chest at the very same instant you brushed against his sweet spot, digging your fingers hard into the plush skin. “F…f-fi…fuck.”

He squeezed his eyes shut, throwing his head back against the pillows as his resolve fully crumbled. The sensation of your palms pressing against his nipples was already dizzying enough, but once you took the hardened buds between your fingers and pinched, he was a complete goner. He made no effort to keep counting even when you didn’t stop rocking your hips, instead letting his mouth hang open uselessly, spilling out another long, shameless moan that made goosebumps rise on your skin. Just a few strokes in, and he was already so far gone.

You let him get away with it for a bit longer, taking the time to admire his dark, messy curls sprawled out against the white pillowcase, even fluffier than usual from all his tossing and turning. Everything about him was so soft. His pecs spilled out between your fingers as you pawed at them, his full cheeks were flushed red and his lips were swollen into a cute, puffy ring after how much he’d nibbled on them. It took all your willpower to not give in to the irresistible sight and keep pounding into him until his head really was too empty to think anymore. 

“So pretty, Binnie. Wanna keep you like this forever,” you murmured. You could feel his heartbeat pick up over the praise, pulsing faster under your palms. Then, all at once, you forced your hips to stop and snapped him out of his daze yet again. “But a pretty boy like you still needs to listen.”

“M-mmph,” he mewled. His body chased after your touch, protesting the loss before he even fully realized what was going on. “N-no. Sorry, I’m sorry. Don’t stop, please?”

“I only stop when you stop.” Your hum was deceptively sympathetic as you watched him fist the sheets in frustration, biceps bulging and chest heaving. His throat bobbed as you closed his slack jaw and tilted his chin up, brushing your thumb delicately over his tiny scar to urge him to look at you. “What’s got you so distracted, hm? What’s on my baby’s mind?”

He forced his eyes open again, so dark that you could see yourself reflected in them clear as day. They gave you your answer before he even said it. 

“You,” he breathed. It was a reply he’d normally be proud of, but with the way you were staring him down from above, he couldn’t stop a sheepish giggle from rising in his throat, lips twitching at their corners and cheeks bunching up.

“Me?” you echoed. “Or this?”

You slid your strap back inside him in one sharp thrust, angling it so that the tip rolled against the roof of his walls and hit his prostate perfectly. He cried out as if on command, high-pitched and sweet. “Ah! Yes, r-right there.”

Even your own rules were becoming less convincing of a reason to deny him when you knew those were the kinds of sounds you’d be missing out on. But you were on a mission, today; teaching Changbin how to multitask, or, toying with his body until he couldn’t take it anymore—whichever came first.

“There’s my answer.” You feigned disappointment, flattening your palm against his stomach and pressing down right around where you guessed the head of your strap had reached inside him. “All you care about is being filled up, huh, baby?”

“N-no, no.” His hand pawed around blindly in the sheets for a moment before he found you, grabbing on to your wrist and pushing your hand harder against the soft pudge of his tummy. You weren’t sure if he’d done it just to gain some kind of stimulation, or because he was just aching to be as close to you as physically possible, but to his credit, he forced himself not to lose his train of thought even as the sensation had his eyes rolling back.

“Binnie’s a good boy. ‘M only like this ‘cause of you. I need you, please.”

He was right; he was such a good boy. He could forget how to count, forget how to close his mouth, forget how to listen, but he’d never ever forget how to say please. That was something you didn’t have to teach him. Still, you didn’t give him what he wanted just yet, instead tracing gentle patterns on his skin, just above where his cock was leaking out tiny drops of precum. It took a few moments for him to connect the dots, but finally, he rasped out the word you were looking for.

“Four…n-no, wait, it was five,” he stammered. “Please, don’t stop, please?”

“Good boy,” you cooed. Grabbing hold of his thighs, you used all your strength to pull your bodies closer together, lifting his legs and settling them around your waist for easier access. A cute, flustered giggle escaped him as he scooted down the mattress, melting into a sigh of pleasure when you were able to nestle your strap even deeper inside him than before.

His fingers sank into the sheets, gripping them so tight that you could see the muscles in his forearms flexing. “S-six,” he gritted out. “M-mm, feels so good. More, please, more.”

The sound of skin on skin began to fill the room as you finally picked up your pace like Changbin had been begging for. You made every stroke count; deep and heavy, pulling out until just the head of your strap was left teasing his entrance, then sliding all the way back inside until your hips smacked against the back of his thighs. The new position immediately took a toll on him, you could tell by the growing lapse in his counting. Every time you left his walls fluttering around nothing, it took a few seconds before he remembered to call out the next number, just so he could feel the relief of you burying the toy inside him again.

“Nine,” he gasped. The building pressure in his core drained his concentration little by little, making for an adorable show of reactions for you the more his self-control slipped. Every pretty sound he made rang out in the thick, hot air around you, unrestrained and heavenly. Your gaze fell from his blissed out face to where his dick laid half-hard against his stomach, bouncing from the impact of your movements. It gave you an idea. 

Changbin choked on his next number as you brought your hand to his head, scooping up the tiny beads of precum and curling your fingers around it. You felt him swell in your grip almost instantly, and when you began to pump his cock along with your thrusts, he fully throbbed in your hands with a fresh wave of heat.

“El-elev—ngh,” he slurred out, barely intelligible. “Three…four. No, t-ten.”

“Four? Ten?” you mimicked. “That’s not right, baby. Try again.”

You swirled your thumb around his leaking tip, effectively fizzling out the last of his thoughts. It was hopeless; the strokes of your hand were mixing up with the pump of your strap, muddling his everything together until he couldn’t distinguish between the pleasure. “Six…n-no, ah. Good, so good. I c-can’t—”

“You usually listen so well, Binnie,” you frowned. “What happened to my good boy?”

Changbin bit down on his bottom lip, so hard that you worried his cute little fang might dig deep enough to split the plush skin. You timed your thrusts seamlessly with the rhythm of your hand, sinking down on his cock as you pulled out of him, and gliding back up his length as you bottomed out again.

“Y-your hand,” he whimpered. “It’s confusing me, I can’t…feels too good.”

“Should I stop touching you, then?”

You released him from your grip, letting his dick fall against his stomach to twitch over the loss. His hips surged up in protest, a soft whine spilling out of him and growing even louder when you pulled your strap out of him in one fluid motion, leaving his walls clenching wildly for you.

“No, no,” he groaned, locking his ankles around your waist to try and bring you closer. “Please, ‘m so close. Please.”

Taking the silicone into your hand, you lined it up with his entrance, pressing the tip just hard enough against him to add an exhilarating pressure. His reaction didn’t disappoint; a full-body shudder, rippling through his muscular thighs, making his chest jump and his biceps tighten.

“You want it, baby?” you asked sweetly, circling the head of the toy around his rim. 

“Yes, yes, please.” The way he rolled his body was nothing short of sinful, you almost gave in right there. His tiny grunts of frustration only grew the more your strap prodded at his hole, teasing the sensitive nerve-endings without giving him the satisfaction of slipping back inside. “Please, b-been so good. Give it to me, please.”

“I know, baby.” You inched the toy away before he could get any real stimulation out of it, brushing its slick tip against his inner thighs in a playful taunt. “Just tell me where we left off, and I’ll fuck you like a good boy.”

Changbin shot you a look of pure helplessness, eyebrows scrunching in dismay as it dawned on him what you wanted.

“I-I…I don’t remember,” he mumbled, not even trying to muster up a guess before he surrendered. “I got it all mixed up, I can’t—”

“I thought Binnie was smart?” 

He squeaked in protest as you pulled your strap completely away with a click of your tongue. “I am! I a-am. Again, please? I’ll try again.”

It wouldn’t make a difference, he knew that as well as you did. But he said it anyway, as a last resort—anything to feel you stretching him out again, anything to hear you whisper honeyed praises into his ear as he fell apart for you.

“You’re hopeless, baby,” you murmured, brushing back his fluffy bangs to reveal his eyes. They were wide as moons, full of desperation and welling up with tears at their corners.

“Please.” The droplets spilled over before he could blink them away. You softened as they trickled down his flushed cheeks, darkening his eyelashes and glazing over his pupils. 

“You’re crying?” Gently, you cupped his face to soothe him. You could feel the heat radiating off his skin as you wiped away his stray tears, only for new ones to take their place again. “You want it that bad, angel?”

The wet gleam in his eyes spoke for itself, but still, he managed a tiny nod. 

“You look so pretty like this,” you marveled, rubbing the pad of your thumb under his eye to scoop up another bead trailing down his face.

Despite himself, Changbin perked up over your words. “Pretty?” he sniffled.

“Mm.” A mix of lube and tears smeared his skin as you tilted his chin up, looking him straight in his eyes to admire the fresh droplets gathering at their edges. They caught the light like rhinestones, a visual captivating enough for you to give him anything his heart desired in that moment. “Beautiful boy. My pretty little crybaby.”

Changbin’s nose scrunched up, a shy, downturned smile tugging at his lips. He knew there was a condescending hint to your words, but when they were spoken so sweetly, when you called him pretty in that voice—when you called him yours in that voice—he could do nothing but melt.

“Seriously. Don’t you like me too much?” He pawed your hand away in embarrassment, but you didn’t miss how his face lit up, visibly yearning for more compliments, for your approval. 

You let out a fond hum. Just like that, you’d found the key to keeping him motivated. He sucked in a sharp breath of surprise as you took hold of your strap, realigning it with his entrance.

“Let’s try again.” You tapped the head of the toy against his rim, just to bask in the way it made him wriggle in the sheets. “Show me how good you are, baby.”

He nodded again, still timid, but revitalized by your encouragement. His lips puckered into a cute little rosebud for you, and with a soft giggle, you took the hint, leaning down to press them against yours. The wet trails on his cheeks cooled your skin as you kissed him, slowly, dragging your lips past the corner of his mouth to kiss away away his tears, too. His shaky sigh fanned out around you, warm and feather-light as you sank back into him, all the way to the hilt of your strap. 

“One.”

You rested one hand on the mattress, bringing the other back to his dripping cock. It was still fully hard even after being neglected so long, jerking gratefully in your palm as you began to stroke it again.

“Two. Th—mm—three.”

“That’s my boy,” you praised. “I know you can do it for me.”

You matched the rock of your hips with the glide of your hand, just as you’d been doing before. It immediately took effect on Changbin, slurring his speech and making his face scrunch up. But he kept trying for you.

“Four…ah, please.”

“Good boy. Keep it up, okay?” You rolled your strap against his sweet spot, teasing it repeatedly with the curved silicone tip before pulling out again. 

“Five. F-five, again, please.”

You indulged him. “Doing so well for me, Binnie,” you crooned, swiping your thumb over his swollen head and making his hips buck. “My smart boy. My good boy.” 

“Mm, mm. Binnie’s smart. Your s-smart boy,” he agreed. He was so simple; spurred on by your doting, even as that familiar, hot coil in his abdomen started nipping at the edges of his mind again. “Your g’boy…ngh. So good.”

More tears trickled from the corners of his eyes as he squeezed them shut, trying to get ahold of his thoughts long enough to get out the next number. You were being so patient with him, so kind to him, he had to do his best for you. 

“Six,” he whimpered. A new wave of droplets spilled over, this time, because the pleasure was growing too strong to bear. You picked up your pace as you drank in the addictive sight; his clenching stomach, tear-stained face, his bulging muscles grasping at the sheets. He deserved it when he took it all so well and looked so good doing it. 

“Seven, eight—close! I c-can’t—!”

“Almost there, baby. Just a little more,” you encouraged him. “You’re so perfect like this. Don’t you wanna show me how pretty you look when you cum for me?”

His dick stiffened in your hand, both over your words and the way you wrapped your palm around its sticky tip. The squelching noise that each roll of your hand created started to mess with his head again, distracting him from his count.

“Eight…e-eight—ah, please. Please, please, please. ‘M gonna—”

“C’mon Binnie, you’re so close. Don’t give up now.”

“Ten, n-no, nine? Nine—?”

He clenched his jaw, hips surging up and walls tightening around your strap like he was afraid you might pull out at any moment. It was useless. No matter how desperately he tried to concentrate, the pressure in his stomach consumed everything else, emptying his mind a little more each time you filled him up. “S-sorry, ‘m sorry. It’s so good, t-too good.”

“I know, baby,” you purred, sensing that he’d reached his limit. “It’s okay, let it all out for me.”

Changbin’s words melted into moans again as you thrust into him with more force, giving him no chance to brace himself for each dizzying stroke, let alone keep track of them anymore. He wasn’t sure if it was because of how tortuously long the buildup to his climax had been, but the sensation creeping up on him felt more intense than usual, like a dam of water waiting to break. Everything felt amplified—the drag of the silicone along his ridges, the sensitivity of his nerve-endings at every point of contact, the dancing of your fingers around his cock—it was all dialed up to a hundred.

You thumbed at his leaking slit, unprepared for just how powerful of a reaction it’d elicit from him. He stiffened beneath you as a jolt of pleasure shot straight to his core, breaking the dam loose all at once.

Changbin’s broken sob sent a shiver down your spine. He arched his back off the mattress as his orgasm racked his body, spurting his release against the pad of your thumb. You stopped rocking your hips to admire him, completely taken by the sight unfolding before you. His cock pulsed in your hand with every wave of pleasure that passed through him, spraying out more cum than you’d ever seen before. It was noticeably different from the sticky white ropes you were used to—watery and messy. The streams splattered against his contracting stomach, glazing his skin with a translucent layer of fluid and coating your hand in the process.

He was panting by the time the last few drops of his release spilled from his aching head. Even as it dribbled down his hips and sank into the sheets underneath him, he didn’t quite understand what had happened, far too preoccupied with the tiny aftershocks rippling through his body. 

Your fingers uncurled from his dick, letting it fall limply against his ruined stomach. He flinched as you ran your hand over his soft, soaked flesh, still hypersensitive after the climax that had shaken him more intensely than either of you bargained for. 

“Look at that, baby,” you marveled, holding up your dripping fingers for him to see. “Your dick’s crying, too.”

Changbin’s eyes fluttered open, shiny with residual teardrops. They widened when he registered why his skin felt so wet, why the bed beneath him felt so sticky and warm, and why his muscles felt deliciously sore, like when he stretched them after a good workout. His cheeks flushed beet red, legs squeezing around your waist in a pointless attempt to cover himself.

“Oh my God. I c-can’t believe—” His face was hot with shame as he buried it into his palms, muffling a noise that sounded something between a giggle and a miserable wail. “I didn’t mean to. W-wait, don’t look, please.”

His babbling trailed off when you stroked his stomach, a gentle touch that masked how fast your heart was still racing over the effect you’d had on his body. You wanted to make it happen again.

“That was intense,” you murmured. “Are you okay, Binnie?”

He couldn’t find the courage in him to reply, too mortified to face you after making such a wreck of himself, too dazed to string a proper sentence together. All he could manage was peeking out shyly between his fingers.

You rested your hands over his to tug them away from his eyes and get a look at him. A soft objection rumbled in his throat, but he let you, anyway, mustering all his self-control to not shove his face in the pillows and hide away from your stare.

“M okay,” he reassured you quietly. 

“Felt good?”

“Good,” he mumbled. “Too good. Wh-what did you do?”

“Ask yourself that, baby,” you drawled. Changbin shivered as you gave his hips a squeeze, an embarrassing mewl slipping past his lips when he clenched around your strap reflexively and realized it was still nestled deep inside him. “Look at the pretty little mess you made for me.”

Changbin let out another low whine. He gave up on maintaining eye contact, turning his head to squish his heated cheeks against the pillow. “Binnie’s shy.”

“You’re so cute.” You ran your fingers through his messy curls to ease his mind, relieved when you felt some of his tension relieve under your touch. “Do you have any idea how hot that was?” 

Your words seemed to snap him back to his senses, clearing the fog in his head and reminding him of how he’d even reached this point in the first place. He made a tiny grunt of effort as he scrambled to prop himself up on his unsteady elbows, eyes widening with guilt. When he spoke, his voice was shot, edged with a delicious rasp after how much he’d strained it.

“I…” he giggled nervously. “I-I lost count again.”

You puffed out a light laugh of your own. Even you had completely forgotten about keeping track of your thrusts after watching Changbin fall apart so beautifully for you. Your little experiment may not have worked out, but you were far more interested in the outcome, anyway.

“Guess we’ll just have to keep practicing, yeah? Until we find out how many it takes for you to cum for me like that again.” 

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i need to pop in here to say

innie's lips

that puckered pout thing he does in pictures and the damn perfect pink lips of his and I wanna bite them and ohmyfuckinggod-

*gunshots*

-nyx

u are so real for this it’s very important to me…every time innie posts on ig there’s always at least one pic of him either puckering his lips, putting smth in his mouth, or just a full on closeup of his pretty pout i think he’s a little sick and twisted

his bottom lip esp is soo biteable i can 100% see him pushing it out on purpose when you kiss him and breaking out into breathless little giggles when you sink your teeth into his plush skin <3

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I think there's something so beautifully cosmic abt Lino covering Love me or Leave me and Monday doing a performance of it on Double Trouble back in 2022... i'm trying to picture a fusion of the two. It'd slay..

WHICH REMINDS ME

SEUNGMIN MET 4/6 MEMBERS WHEN HE DID MONGKIRA!! Mans was shocked to learn that Weeekly didn't/doesn’t drink coffee often at all.

And and.. full Weeekly got to go on Dekira when they were promoting ColoRise & they sang some Day6 songs together and oh my god.... people of subskz council,, pls don't sleep on Weeekly's vocals, i'm still there watching them sing with YoungK

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Uhhh... Daily Weeekly song recommendation is: 7days Tension!! It's a commercial song for a line of contact lenses... specifically a 7-Day Tension brand. Who better to be your promo group, right?

it’s all connected by a pink string of fate 🪡 i watched monday’s performance of it and omg that was her as a rookie!! 😭 i loved how her cover gave the song a rock spin…imagining lino singing it w her is actually gonna make me crazy i think their voices would compliment each other so well! the harmonizations…♡_♡

i didn’t know this hello!! this is like ur multiverse of madness lmao i wasnt able to find their day6 covers on youtube but i did find their cover of taeyon’s “i” and it was heavenly…is it soeun who’s 2nd from the right? she blew me away and ofc monday w her INSANE belting

i love how weeekly are always doing osts and songs for ads they are employed!! the song is so cute their music is seriously such a mood booster for me, i notice a magical quality in the instrumentals a lot 🩵 also this is from a few weeks ago but please take a look at what u had done to the state of my top songs

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I'm actually gna explode into a million heart shaped confetti like HELLOOOOOOO

MY BABYYYYYY😭😭😭😭 FEFEEEEEEEEE🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🫂🫂🫂🫂🩷🫂🩷🫂🩷🫂🩷🫂🩷🫂🩷🫂🩷🫂🩷🫂🩷🫂🩷🫶🏻🩷🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🩷🫂🩷🩷🫶🏻🩷🫶🏻🩷🫂🩷🫶🏻🫂🫶🏻🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫶🏻 he's so precious..... clutching my chest my heart, sinking to the floor and melting into a puddle of love. . my heart feels goey and my knees are weak.... MY FEFEEEE😭🫂🩷🫶🏻

giving him 3 million billion trillion kissies AND THEN SOME

i hope lixie knows he’s the luckiest boy in the world to have u so soft for him 😽

the way the flower bouquets are like 3/4 his size is gonna make me burst into hysterics he’s quite literally a ball of sunshine peeking out behind them 😭 this pic has the healing powers of an entire apothacary

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miss girl,,, when i tell you this mf stay in yr walls

icb minho was tryna serve us my pace era again right after you said it’s yr fav and staff stopped him they’re sick actually

please!! the timing is crazy right…i said we’ll never get anything like my pace lino again then he immediately tried to prove me wrong 😭 div1 is my natural enemy for depriving us of short choppy black haired lino GIVE HIM BACK TO ME!!!

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Thoughts on Ceo!Minho who acts subby around secretary!reader?

i’m not the best w ceo/corporate scenarios so bear w me!!

ceo minho always looking so put together and composed w his dapper suit and neatly styled hair. he makes decisions with confidence and gives out orders w a quiet authority, but for some reason when it comes to you, he has a hard time ever really looking you in the eye. his gaze always flickers down when you hand him a stack of paperwork, his voice gets much softer (maybe even timid, if you didn’t know any better~) in comparison to how he usually speaks when you inform him of a meeting he has coming up. it takes you a while to notice, but whenever you commend him on a job well done after a meeting, or when your hand brushes lightly over his when you pass him new files to review, his ears start to burn red 🥰 he just clears his throat and lets out that stifled puff of air, always thanking you politely as if he’s your subordinate

he wants your attention and it starts to show more and more. he may start off a lil awkward at first but eventually his growing interest in you has him acting out of the ordinary, just for a chance to have your eyes on him. he asks you to sit in on meetings with him so he can get your opinion on things, always flashing you subtle glances and shifting in his seat to see if you’re watching him, he’ll call you into his office for things that could easily be communicated remotely, he’ll linger near your desk in the morning w his coffee before heading to his office. maybe he even starts bringing coffee for the whole staff just for a chance to interact w you some more. and ofc the more comfortable he grows w you the he starts to tease you, bc that’s the best way lino knows how to get your attention~

he starts to leave playful sticky notes on your computer, stealing pens off your desk and batting his eyelashes innocently at you when you find them in his office. he has a habit of nibbling on his pens, too, so sometimes he’ll pull it right out of his pretty little mouth and hand it to you. he “accidentally” mixes up your coffees so he can accuse you of stealing his like the sneaky coy little kitty he is, but you can see the way his smug grin wavers a little when you take a sip of his drink before handing it back to him, and suddenly he’s to flustered to say anything back. every time he gets a laugh out of you or you shoot him an amused look, he just gets more and more obsessed. he wants you to fully return his banter without worrying abt your positions, he wants you to speak sternly w him the same way you do w your colleagues, it excites him more than it probably should when you lift an eyebrow at him and ask why he’s slacking off so much when he teases you. he wants to rile you up so much that you put him in his place

and that’s how he ends up handcuffed to his office chair, still half-dressed in his suit with his pants unzipped just enough for you to pull his dick out, w his shirt unbuttoned and draped over his hips ♡ since he’s so determined to distract you from your work, you take calls for him w one hand while your other hand toys with his cock, edging him over and over, not allowing him to cum until you’ve finished your tasks. and ofc the phone is on speaker so he desperately has to keep quiet or the person on the other line will hear every frustrated grunt and sweet, breathy moan he lets slip. it’s especially fun when you pull your hand away right before his orgasm bc that’s when he gets the loudest. the scrunched up look on his face is so adorable as his hips chase after your hand and the pathetic whines rise in his throat, but he has to force himself to swallow them down bc he knows if he makes too much noise you’ll threaten to transfer the call to him and show your business partners just how much of a needy whore their respectable ceo actually is <3

it’d be extra fun to stuff his mouth with a ballgag or even his own underwear since he loves having his mouth full of your pens so much <3 and that way you can keep answering calls in peace without worrying too much abt his cute muffled moans disturbing you. on days where he’s being especially provocative, acting out for your attention just shamelessly enough that the other employees might catch on, you get to watch him suffer through an entire meeting w a remote controlled vibrator inside him turned to the lowest setting. by the time it’s over he’s got little indents in his fingers from biting down so hard on them, and his legs practically buckle the moment you step into his office with him. his dick is so hard you can see it throbbing through his pants when he spreads his thick thighs for you. it’s a rare occasion where you have him on his knees without having to break him first ♡

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hello. here is 30 seconds of channie groaning and grabbing at the air as his face turns red and tears form in his eyes

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Hey! New anon here, I was wondering if you could write a quick smut on making sub ot8 skz squirt? Dom!fem reader is preferred please<3

(I LOVE YOUR WORK!)

hihi, welcome! ^_^ i’ve actually written fics abt this for chan, lino, and felix which you can read here!! i also just finished writing one for binnie, it’ll be up soon 🙏 i might eventually write abt the rest of the boys squirting but for now here’s a quick thought abt hyune since i have an idea for him~

and thank you so much, i’m happy you enjoy it! <3

i can see hyune being interested in trying gauze stimulation (where you soak gauze in lube/lotion and rub it along his glans to create a pleasurable friction) he’s a little bit of a masochist and his body is super reactive, so he’d be curious to know what it feels like to have the rough material dragging along a spot as sensitive as the head of his dick. and as exepcted he’s insanely weak for it. the moment you drape the cloth over his tip and start rolling it with your palm he’s gasping so loud, throwing his hand over his mouth and trying not to shrink away from the new sensation bc it feels so good—too good, he can’t take more than a little bit at a time. it gets harder for him to control his body the more the stimulation builds up and before you know it, he’s writhing in the sheets, trying to escape from the gauze and rut into it at the same time. he’d go extra crazy if you spread out the fabric as thin as possible and pulled it back and forth directly over his tip. the pleasure is so intense it aches, the contrast of the rough fibers and slick lube creates the perfect amount of discomfort and relief to make him absolutely dizzy

we all know how vocal hyune is so you’d be in for a show of loud, filthy moan after moan that he can’t even think to be embarrassed abt in the moment. he just throws his head back against the pillows and lets himself get swallowed up by the feeling. when he’s close, his moans get more and more broken until he’s whimpering with every drag of ur hand, maybe even tearing up bc he’s so overwhelmed and the pleasure just keeps coming. all he can manage to get out is “please, please, please” but poor hyune doesn’t even know whether he’s begging you to let him cum or begging you to slow down so he’ll last longer. in the back of his hazy mind he registers that the coil tightening in his abdomen feels a lot stronger than usual, and he tries to warn you that something’s coming, but it just comes out as another slurred whine when he’s this breathless and disoriented with a mouth full of drool. his hips stutter into the gauze and he cums hard, so hard that the fluid spurts through the material and completely drenches it with his release

you can see his stomach muscles clenching in a wild rhythm, and the sob he lets out makes your spine tingle, so high-pitched and shaky like borderline scream because he’s never felt something so intense before. it’s a super passionate reaction even by hyune’s standards. he’s way too dazed to realize what’s happened at first, he lies there panting beautifully in a wreck of what he thinks is just his own sweat and cum in the bunched up sheets, but as you pull the soaked gauze off his dick you realize that was not a normal orgasm. he flinches when he feels a few drops dribble down his hypersensitive cock and thighs, and when he blinks his dreamy eyes open he sees you holding up the dripping cloth to show him the mess he made. he gives a full-body shudder when you squeeze out the gauze and splatter his release all over his chest and stomach like your own personal canvas <3

poor baby would be a little to exhausted to even feel ashamed abt what he just did in the moment, but once he comes back to his senses he’s a humiliated mess. you can’t bring it up around him for days afterwards bc he’d immediately go beet red and put his head in his hands with a cute, mortified groan until you stop teasing him. but make no mistake he loved every bit of it, just remembering the instance gets heat pooling in his abdomen. he would become a little obsessed with trying to squirt again afterwards, it makes his heart flutter like nothing else to know that you can have that effect on his body and make him cum in ways he didn’t even know he was capable of. he falls deep into subspace when it happens and there’s always such a cute disconnect in how filthy he gets for you vs. how shy is abt it later

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a problematic trait of mine is thinking the way fefe faints on rollercoasters is so CUTEEEEE🤩🤩🥰🥰🥰 MY FEFEEEEE🩷🩷🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 he's my everything actually and I will catch him when he faints💪🏻💪🏻

u liked it when fefe was scared in the haunted skzcode ep…u find it cute when fefe faints…hmm im sensing a pattern here 😸🔎

it is kinda adorable though he’s so soft-hearted </3 lix just activates such a primal urge to protect him i just wanna scoop him up in my arms like this

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I just moaned out loud

WE-

god this kind of eye makeup on channie is my favorite and his NOSE!!!! 🥰😰😓😭 literally the most perfect nose bridge in the business i wanna bite it so bad

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also this is bb channie the shy smile with the nose scrunch i wanna EAT HIM

MY SAHAR WHY WOULD U SAY THIS!!!! i can hear his shy squeaky lil giggle…and his dimples oh my god ur so right it’s bb channiecore ㅠㅠㅠㅠ he’s just a dumpling u can eat him whole 🥢

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RINNNN look at this absolute sinful pic of hyunjin i 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

the urge to sit on his lap and undress him with my teeth and cover him with hickeys and kisses and shower him with praise till he’s a shy squirming mess underneath me SAVE ME

oh my god sinful is RIGHT!!! x_x this pose is making me think crazy thoughts sahar he’s all sprawled out just begging to be taken apart

didnt he say that he was lying down like this bc he got a little overheated…it’d be a shame if you made him even hotter until he’s biting down on his pretty plump lips to try and control his shaky breaths and straining hard against his leather pants 😽 i think undressing him w your teeth would make poor hyune’s brain go haywire…can u imagine how he’d jolt and whimper when ur teeth “accidentally” drag over his sensitive skin

also im sure you’ve seen these already hehe but i feel like they all emit the same energy…this boy cannot keep his legs closed or his fingers off his lips to save his life

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I need to know your thoughts on that nylon Japan shot of bangchan lying on his tummy,,, the babygirl of it all,,, dripped out in Swarovski and in a nice soft oversized sweater,,, as all babygirl men should be

as all babygirl men should be!!!

ur so correct this shot is kinda everything…channie in a big cozy sweater accentuating his tiny waist and covered in jewels like the pretty gem he is <3 i like to think he was kicking his feet behind the camera or crossing his ankles for max babygirlism hehe. the giant heart necklace was my fave accessory they gave him n of course he just had to put it in his mouth

my other faves!! i adore how they styled his hair he’s so wolfie

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✨🌈SEND THIS TO OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL. KEEP THE GAME GOING🌈✨

thank you so much!! right back at you 🩵🪽

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You’ve been quiet since those pics of babygirl!channie lying on his tummy dripped out in Swarovski dropped, are you okay?

it’s true channie’s nylon jpn photoshoot hit me over the head like a brick and sent me into a coma for several weeks 😓🙏 but yes im okay thank u for checking in!! ive just been a lil busy but ive also been writing whenever i can! ^_^

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im so obsessed with the thought of leaky hannie 😖💗

bby boy leaks so much you’d think he’s cumming if u didnt know him any better

his actual cumshots are insane, shooting all the way up to his chin (sometimes it can even land in his mouth if it’s really intense) and continuously spurting for several minutes until he drains himself completely 😵‍💫💕 once you think he’s done cumming after five minutes, he’s there to prove you wrong when he spurts out another load! suuuper fucked out when he cums, eyes glazed over and tongue lolling out with drool everywhere, he’s your cute, dumb puppy🦴💗 and i can imagine him still cumming so much even after multiple orgasms! he’s definitely a massive squirter too 🙈💞 by the end of it, sheets are definitely gonna have to get changed because of how messy he is!!—squirting, cumming, drooling, crying <3

he definitely ruins several of his boxers and panties from how much he leaks, and sometimes even his underwear can’t contain it all and it starts dripping down his legs 💘 he’s soooo embarrassed by it, cute squishy cheeks blazing up a storm 😣❤️‍🔥 he gets especially leaky when he’s tied up!! the feeling of helplessness turns him on an embarrassing amount 😖💗 and if you want him even leakier (if that’s even possible) then blindfold him and gag him up when he’s bound (gets even leaker if you add some degradation/praise/teasing on top with all of that)! that way, he’s even more helpless and the only thing he can do is feel 💞 he can’t see it, but he’s leaking like a faucet—he can feel it drip down his entire length, down his embarrassingly sensitive balls, down his cute puckered hole, and then finally soaking up the bedsheets underneath him! he’s leaking so much, you don’t even need any lube! i guess that saves you two some extra money 🥰❤️ maybe treat him with some new toys with that spare money 🙈💕

woahh this is making me crazy 😰 boys who leak a lot are the cutest and it suits jisungie sooo well ur descriptions are to die for <33

hannie’s such a handful…he gets so wildly turned on that his body can’t contain it and he ends up dripping all over the place, making a mess before he’s even cum. when you palm him through his underwear and see that cute sticky stain already starting to form, you whisper “you’re so wet for me baby” and he feels his brain short circuit a little bit. it’s so embarrassing but at the same time it makes him the perfect little toy for you. he’s always ready to be used bc his dick is so slick you can start stroking it without any lube ♡

i love the idea of hannie releasing a lot of cum even after he’s orgasmed multiple times, he’s like a lil bunny w an insanely high sex drive hehe…you could make him cum over and over and he still begs for more, even when you think he can’t possibly have anything left in him he proves you wrong by squirting all over himself. the part abt him feeling it all dripping down his dick is so so hot too 😵‍💫 his pretty golden skin glazed over w all those different fluids is such a crazy visual