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FICS ! ✧*

Hoax (smut, angst, mafia!shua, strangers to lovers) by @lovelyhan

Isohel (modern royalty au, prince!shua, smut, angst) by @toruro

Eyes Meeting, Hearts Apart (mild angst, prince!shua, smut) by @lovelyhan

Mr. Nice Guy (smut, neighbor!shua) by @toruro

Under The Rose (fluff, smut, frenemies childhood to lovers, kinda historical au) by @just-come-baek

Honeyduke Lovers (hogwarts au, unrequited love, hufflepuff!shua x slytherin!reader. yep this is the story of how slytherin becomes undyingly soft for hufflepuff) by @http-mianhae

Steamy (smut, next door neighbor!shua) by @duhnova

written by @onlyhuis :

Cranberry Concoctions (smut, a little angst & fluff, 1920s, prohibition au)

Leaning on The Everlasting Arms (angst, smut, some fluff, bible college au)

Fine Line (fluff, smut, angst, figure skater!shua) by @heartkyeom

Prove it, You Won't (fluff, angst, humor, tattoo artist au) by @leejungchans

Oceans and Engines (fluff, exes to lovers, a lil' angst) by @renjunphile

Lover Boy (regency era romance, commoner!shua x aristocrat fem!reader, historical drama) by @starlightxsvt

Gentleman (angst, fluff, sugar daddy au) by @starlightxsvt

Wildest Dreams (bestfriends to lovers, fluff, humor) by @viastro

The Type (smut, fluff, college boyfriend!shua) by @bitchlessdino

Your Gentleman (smut, camboy!shua) by @wonwussy

Fighting for Your Love (smut, threesome ft. jeonghan) by @rubyreduji

Half Past Five High The Series (ft. mingyu, smut, angst, minor fluff, rich people au, love triangle, cheating. supermodel!gyu, photographer!shua x influencer fem!reader) by @multi-kpop-fanfics

Paint Me Numbers (fluff, shallow angst, guitarist/bandmate!shua) by @chocosvt

Domino (fluff, crack, smut) by @universecorp

Nasty (smut, fluff) by @soonigiri

Menace (smut) by @jeonghantis

You're All That Matters (fluff, bf!shua) by @heartsfromia

Be My Date (fluff, minor angst) by @heartsfromia

Mine (smut) by @luxekook

Meant for Each Other (fluff, soulmate au) by @slytherinshua

Golden Hour (best friends to lovers, fluff, slice of life, summer vacation au) by @dkfile

An Interview with An Angel (meet cute, fluff, reporter!shua) by @hannyoontify

Our Fairytale (smut, fluff) by @zuhacore

DRABBLES / SCENARIOS ! ✧*

at every table, i'll save you a seat (fluff) by @suhnshinehaos

bad habits (exes with benefits, smut, mild angst) by @lovelyhan

pretty when you cry (smut) by @cheolhub

quiet time (smut) by @number1mingyustan

acouasm (smut) by @angelwoozi

when you can't sleep but shua is right next to you (fluff, comfort) by @wonwoonlight

one-up (smut) by @sluttywonwoo

golden boy's mercy (smut) by @bitchlessdino

17. 12 (smut) by @lovelyhan

14. 13 (smut) by @toruro

after a long day (smut) by @sevngmin148

title (fluff, established relationship, ceo) by @leejungchans

relax (fluff, smut, established relationship) by @playmetheclassics

shower (fluff) @husbandhannie

stay up (fluff) by @bitterie-sweetie

about you : valentine's special (fluff, angst, friends to lovers) by @shuawonie

fruit (smut) by @onlyseokmins

i love you, always (fluff, comfort) by @monnn

10.32 (fluff, bf!shua) by @elysianeclipxe

clingy (fluff) and smitten (fluff) by @slytherinshua

we won't change because we're engraved in each other's heart (fluff) by @wooahaes

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kinktober day five — hyunjin

pairing: hwang hyunjin x fem!reader

tags: friends to lovers (kinda), kinktober series, smut!!!🔞

warnings: swearing, nude drawings, fingering, masturbation, use of “pretty”, lmk if i forgot anything!

inspo: uni student hyunjin but make it art

kink: exhibitionism

{ wc: 2522 }

It was a strange thing to be offered, but it was also flattering to be seen as a suitable candidate. The art department had reached out to a number of students to act as models for their sketch class—and you were one of them. It probably helped that your best friend, Hyunjin, was taking that class and you were sure he was the one to mention your name first.

He had asked you a few times to model for him and the only time you said yes was when you found a thrilling show to watch while you modelled; it was easier to stay still with your mind so occupied.

So you said yes.

And only then did the teacher tell you there was a catch.

“Nude?” You all but screamed.

“I know you and Mr. Hwang are close so I can pair you two together—but if you’re more comfortable modelling for a female student that’s fine too. Either way, you won’t be able to participate until you sign the forms.”

You looked at the consent forms in your hand, mulling it over for a few moments still. Modelling for a girl would be more comfortable, but you didn’t know anyone that took Art and being naked in front of a stranger was far more nerve wracking to you.

You called Hyunjin right away. He assured you he’d make sure you’re comfortable and that you didn’t have to agree at all and that he would buy you lunch for a week. He needed a good score on this assignment and he, too, didn’t feel all that comfortable sketching a stranger under those circumstances.

So you signed the forms.

*

You decided to use your room for the assignment, for privacy reasons and to help you feel more at ease. Nothing could be too scary with your supportive plushies in the same room as you.

Hyunjin walked in with his iced Americano (a second one for you, too) and started setting up his station.

He put all his pens and pencils in order, three huge erasers, two sharpeners, and his giant sketchbook. It was so big you guessed the sketch would end up being life sized.

As he set everything up, you fiddled nervously with the string of your robe. It was just your bathrobe, nothing too special, but the whole situation made your heart race and there was sweat gathering on your forehead.

You weren’t so sure if you could do this after all.

“Hyune,” you start, “does it have to be completely nude?”

He looked up at you from where he was straightening his pencils, eyes boring into you. You swallowed.

“Those are the requirements,” he caught his bottom lip between his teeth before he adds, “do you wanna put on some underwear as a warm-up?”

“Do you need sketches of me in my underwear?” You purse your lips.

“Not really,” he says, bashfully, “but if it’ll be an easier start for you?”

You inhale deeply. Untie your bathrobe. Exhale.

You let the fabric fall off your shoulders, pooling at your feet, before you settle on your bed.

Hyunjin nods at you with a small smile, encouraging.

“You got this,” he tries, putting a fist up in the air in solidarity.

“Can I put on a podcast so I don’t get bored?” You say, conscious to not move your legs too far apart.

“Sure, it’ll probably take me a while,” he chuckles, “I need to do like five.”

“Oh, dear god,” you roll your eyes and Hyunjin laughs at you. The nerves you were feeling have all disappeared already—it actually isn’t too weird being naked in front of him.

He’s your closest friend, has seen you being sick after drinking too much, has seen all your embarrassing childhood photos, has seen you with bed head and delirious from no sleep. He’s seen it all—so it shouldn’t be too weird for him to see your tits, too.

Hyunjin directs your poses, the first one casual as you lay on your back. He’s only sketching your upper body, he says, from the neck to your bellybutton, so he lets you cover up your bottom half with a blanket so you aren’t too cold. The first pose is fun since you don’t have to do anything too strenuous.

Once he flips the page on his sketchbook to a new one he changes your pose. This time your profile is facing him, the leg closer to him bent to hide most of your body. You don’t get the privilege of warmth this time, and your butt starts hurting after ten minutes in this position. But you focus on the podcast that’s still playing in the background instead, trying to be a good model for Hyunjin.

For the third pose he gets up and moves the table to the very edge of your bed. You look at him questioningly as he does so, before you let out a small, “why?”

“It’s just that, well, I need a close up,” he whispered the last part, eyes focused on rearranging his pencils neatly.

“Of….?” You think you know the answer.

“Of you,” he says, pointedly, and so you understand.

You can’t help but think he was going too easy on you until now, that this was the real assignment and he didn’t want to scare you away. And perhaps it worked, because the thought of Hyunjin staring at your pussy with that amount of concentration doesn’t scare you as much as it would’ve twenty minutes ago.

It actually… excites you. You feel a tingle all around your stomach, and your heartbeat feels louder all of a sudden.

It was one thing to just be naked in front of Hyunjin, but having him look right at you, with his face frowned in concentration made your core flutter.

You nod timidly at Hyunjin’s questioning look before he smiles. He sits back down on his chair, grabbing his pencil, and getting to the task at hand.

You feel yourself getting wet at the amount of attention he’s giving your body—even if it’s just with his eyes—and you hope he doesn’t notice it. But you do, and with your legs spread the way he asked them to be, you can even smell your own arousal. You hope he isn’t close enough to notice it as well, but you have a feeling that hope is futile. He can definitely tell.

“I read a lot about this once we were given the assignment,” he starts, focusing solely on his sketchbook as he talks, “and sometimes models feel.. you know. So don’t be embarrassed.”

“I’m…” you wanted to defend yourself, because you weren’t even that embarrassed. Just surprisingly turned on. “Okay.”

“It would be more embarrassing for you if you were a guy, guys can’t hide it,” he says, as if to make you feel better.

“I don’t think I can hide anything from you right now,” you scoff at him. Hyunjin giggles in response.

He lets another five minutes or so go by before he takes a look at his drawing. You can’t be too sure because you’ve never seen yourself so close before but it looks like a good sketch. A really good one. You’re flattered at the attention to detail and it doesn’t make you feel shy anymore. You’re almost proud.

“When I was reading,” he coughs, “there was someone who said it’s nicer to sketch those body parts after.. a.. well,”

“You’ve just stared at my vagina for twenty minutes straight, Hyune, surely you can get some words out.”

He looks up at you, eyes round and glossy. His plush bottom lip is slightly red from where he’s been sucking on it as he draws.

“Female genitalia is a beautiful subject to draw after the model has experienced sexual gratification.”

You burst out laughing. “Who talks like that?”

“That’s a direct quote from the article!” He defends.

“So you want me to sexually gratify myself?”

He blushes deeply at that, shaking his hands quickly. “Not if that’s weird! Just if you wanted to. I have enough to probably pass I was just curious if she was right about it and—“

The words die on his tongue when you bring your hand between your legs. Your actions are fuelled by a strange bravery you aren’t familiar with, and the insane amount of arousel that’s coursing through you.

He quickly gets up, turning his eyes away from you.

“Wait, I can leave and you can call me back in when you’re d—“

“—don’t,” you say, running your fingers up and down your wetness, “maybe you can draw the process, too?”

His eyes go wide, so wide he almost looks like a cartoon, before he’s fumbling around to find the chair again. He sits down, quickly grabbing his pencils but they all fall onto the floor in his clumsy urge to get drawing right away.

He recovers them quickly, setting them aside but not at all bothering to arrange them in his neat order like before.

“Yeah, good idea,” he finally says, trying his best to look and draw and breathe at the same time.

He doesn’t have time to draw you teasing yourself before you slip two of your fingers inside you.

The sight is so pretty, so beautiful, and Hyunjin freezes for a moment. He blinks once then twice before he quickly starts putting pencil to paper and sketching out the sight before him.

He knows he won’t be able to do any of it justice but he has to try.

“Can you, move a little less?” He asks after a moment or two.

“I won’t reach sexual gratification if I don’t move,” you explain with a chuckle. If you’re honest, having Hyunjin watching you touch yourself might be enough to get you to cum without much movement at all—but you aren’t sure he should know about all that.

“Yeah, but it’s fucking beautiful and I want to get the details right,” he says.

You exhale lightly at that, trying not to react too much to what he just said. You aren’t sure if he can see you clench around your own fingers or not, but you nod in agreement.

“Pull them out a little bit, just so I can see better,” he directs, so simply, as if he isn’t talking about your fingers deep inside your cunt.

You follow his directions dutifully, as you’ve done all afternoon.

It’s just half of your fingers now, which isn’t much, but you can still feel the stretch. Still, with no friction available to you it makes you needy. So needy.

You want to move your fingers more, you want Hyunjin to watch you do more.

“Hyune,” you say, softly.

“Yeah?” He asks, still concentrating on his task.

“Wanna move now,”

“Just a few final details, okay?” He adds in a whisper, “you’re so beautiful,”

“Hyunjin, please,” you let out, because his compliment isn’t helping your patience at all.

“Would it help if you moved for a bit and then went back to the same pose?” He offers, eyes swimming in sympathy.

“It would, yes,” you nod quickly.

“Go on, then, just for a bit,” he smiles, supportive, before his gaze goes back to his sketch. He takes an eraser, fixing up a few details in an attempt to give you some privacy. But you don’t want that at all.

“Hyunie,” you whine out, and his head snaps up in a second. “It’s no fun if you look away.”

“I, I’m trying not to,” his eyes jump between your face and your exposed pussy, then back to the page. “You should have some privacy.”

“Don’t want it,” you say quickly, fingers moving slowly in and out as he gives you a bit more attention, “want you to see this.”

“I wanna see it too,” he says quietly, “it’s so beautiful.”

“Then look at me,” your fingers move quicker now, your palm resting against your clit and applying just the right amount of pressure, “watch me fuck myself.”

“Fuck,” Hyunjin all but moans, head falling backwards before he quickly zeros in on your cunt.

You let your eyes scan down to his crotch, see the bulge he’s so clearly been trying to hide.

“Come here,” you ask him, patting the space next to you, “want you to really see me.”

Hyunjin almost flips the table over and runs to you, but instead he just trips over one of the legs, letting all the pencils fall again, before he’s climbing onto the bed.

He settles right in front of you, his knee touching your ankle, and lets himself fully gape at the sight in front of him.

“I looked through a lot of portraits you know,” he starts softly, his voice lower than usual, “and I think your pussy is the prettiest one.”

“Maybe it has something to do with the artist,” you smirk at him, mostly to try and hide how much you like him complimenting you.

“Not my sketch,” he’s quick to correct you, “the one here.”

As he says it, he brings his big hand on top of yours, pushing against your hand until your fingers go as deep as they can.

You moan loudly at that, jaw hanging open.

“That’s what you wanted, deep,” he confirmed to himself, looking at your knuckles disappearing into you. “Looks so nice like this, too.”

He grabs your wrist, lifting and pushing your hand in an impossible pace. Your fingers are sore from it after only a few seconds, but Hyunjin’s beautiful face is looking right at you and so you don’t do anything but moan.

“So pretty like this, too,” he says, slightly strained.

You grip his bicep, needing something to ground you as the pleasure starts building and building. It’s much more solid than he lets on, his arms big and strong and his grip on your hand tightening as your whines grow higher and higher until— “I’m gonna…”

“Want me to see it? Should I watch as you cum all over your fingers, pretty?”

And that’s all it takes for it to hit you at full force, your eyes shutting tightly as the pleasure takes over.

Hyunjin giggles at you, small dimples appearing by his cheeks as he averts his gaze away from you. He’s so beautiful even with his head turned away, looking for something.

He quickly finds it and grabs the tissues by your bed to hand you one. You quickly clean off your fingers as you giggle.

“Should you get back to drawing now?” You ask, breathless.

“Yes,” he nods, getting up with a very obvious tent in his pants. He adjusts himself as discreetly as he can, but a sense of pride takes over you knowing you’ve made him hard in the first place.

He gathers the pencils off the floor.

“Next I think I wanna draw your face when you cum, it’s really fucking gorgeous,” he says offhanded as he sketched out the outline of your cunt.

“I’ll have to cum again, no?” You mumble.

“That can be arranged,” he doesn’t even look up.

Your breathe catches in your throat.

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day 6 · 「beautiful feeling」

❝𝚆𝚑𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞?❞

➥ Established relationship — 1.3k

➥ The author chooses not to tag every single act to preserve some element of surprise where applicable. By continuing, you accept to read at your own risk. Read full disclaimer here.

⚠ — Body worship.

➥ After a rough day at practice, Minho comes home upset as fuck, and you take the matter into your own hands to take the stress away.

“Baby?” you called out when you heard the clank of the keys in the lock.

The front door slammed close, and you heard incoherent grunts disappearing into the distance towards your bedroom. You shoved the bookmark into the book you were reading and marched to the back of the hallway, only to find a very upset Minho laying on the bed with one arm covering his eyes, his white t-shirt carelessly thrown on the floor.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” you sat down beside him. He let out a profound sigh, anger still not properly cooled down.

“It’s stupid. I don’t wanna talk about it.”

“Okay?” you climbed on the bed and placed your hand on his head, “Can we at least hug?”

He was sulking, and his brows were furrowed in apparent displeasure. Although you hated seeing him upset in any capacity, Minho looked so freaking cute when he pouted like that. He didn’t say anything and buried his face into your chest as you pecked the crown of his head, pulling him close into your embrace. Neither of you talked for a while. He sought solace in listening to your heartbeat, his go-to medicine to chill the fuck down, as you played with his hair and brushed your fingers on his bare back. 

“Mm, touch,” he murmured against your skin.

It was like a feline trait of his—loudly hissing first to scare every living thing in the vicinity, but once he started calming down, they turned into happy purrs.

“It shuts my brain down when you touch me,” he confessed in a whisper.

“I know.” 

It must have been a horribly long hard day, and you were overcome with this urge to take care of him, make him forget about whatever was agitating him this much.

“Why don’t you let me spoil you?” you lifted his chin to make him look at you. 

His huge eyes looked so tired. He just nodded, and you pressed your lips on his. He was sighing a lot in between his kisses, melting into you, and his fingers were instinctively sliding into your hair. You kissed his cheeks. His jawline. His neck. His collar bones. 

“Turn around for me.”

Minho put his hands on top of each other on the pillow and rested his head on them. You straddled his waist and started rubbing his tensed shoulders first, then discarded your own top to press your breasts on his back. You knew how much he liked it, to the extent that he would break into a stupid smile every time you did that despite claiming that he was a die-hard ass man.

“You’re so beautiful, you know,” you kissed right between his shoulder blades, “Just looking at you makes me go crazy sometimes.”

He softly chuckled as you kissed his nape. His exposed neck. His temples. You deeply inhaled the scent of his shampoo as well as the natural musk he oozed whenever he started getting turned on. You slid your hands down his thick biceps to his elbows, watching him relax into your soothing touches. Then you started drawing a trail of little pecks down his spine while running your hands all over his back, causing goosebumps to break out on his skin when you punctuated it on his waist.

You turned him around again, and the way his bulge was pressing against his loose sweatpants was such a pleasing sight. Who wouldn’t like it when their partner was this happy to see them every time? You dragged the thick waistband down along with his boxers to spring his erection free as Minho rested his arms under his nape, just watching his girl pacify him with her touches. You squeezed his fully erect cock in between your breasts so that he could get some friction. He lazily pumped himself against your supple skin, drops of clear precum slowly trickling down his slit.

“Lick, baby,” Minho begged and you obliged, running your tongue against his swollen tip until there was nothing to taste anymore.

You lowered yourself to pepper more kisses on his chiseled abdomen. Then his crotch. Then down his thick girth. You caressed his sculpted thighs, appreciating every inch, grazing your teeth on them like you did every time.

“I love you,” you kept quietly professing against his skin, “I love you so much.”

He throbbed with a silent exhale when your lips landed on his balls. His hands pulled you up from your shoulders to signal you to come close. You crawled back up and hovered over his body, letting him not-so-sneakily get rid of your shorts in the meantime, then found yourself wrapped in his arms. Minho was kissing you like he was taking sedatives, just to feel your lips in between his. His kiss started getting deeper with his tongue slipping inside your mouth. His erection was poking against your bare hips, and you were instinctively grinding on him for some friction. You were getting wetter. He was getting harder. You knew where this was going, but it never stopped being lethally exciting every single time.

“You’re the love of my life. I worship the ground you walk on,” he whispered and kissed you again, “Let me in, baby.”

You guided his tip against your drenched entrance and let him sink into you, slowly stretching yourself until you were perfectly wrapped around  him. You did intend to get him there without having him exert any effort, but Minho stopped you from your wrists and pulled you close again. You were to kiss each other until your lips were raw, period. He started fucking into you from under you, immediately causing you to moan into his mouth. He fucking loved this; it was his favorite part. The part where you wouldn’t be able to contain yourself even if you wanted to.

“Faster.”

You would ask for one, Minho would give you three. It had always been this way. When he picked up his pace, you escaped his embrace and sat up, and he pinned you down from your waist. You shoved your fingers in his mouth, having him suck on them until he got them all sloppy for you, and started rubbing your clit to your orgasm while watching his gorgeous face contorting in pleasure at your sight. There was nothing more arousing for Minho than watching you get off to him. He loved this. He loved being able to turn you on this much.

Even after all this time.

“Minho…” you pleaded, “Close. I’m–”

He knew what that meant. That was permission for him to sprint. He changed the angle and started running at full speed, providing you with just the right amount of pressure to have you pop all around him. Your moans were climbing higher with the obscene sounds of skin against skin echoing in your bedroom, and his were climbing with yours.

“Cum with me,” he sank his fingertips into your skin, “With me, baby. Come on.”

“Faster!”

You clenched as hard as you could while cumming all over him, riding out your orgasm in gradually slower grinds and feeling every drop of his cum spilling inside you. His grip on your waist loosened as you collapsed on his chest to catch your breath in silence, then you kissed each other as deep as you could to punctuate this beautiful feeling.

“You feel like talking about it now?” you played with his damp hair.

You were mentally preparing yourself for such a drastic answer that when Minho finally spoke, it took every ounce of your willpower not to smack him right in the face.

“Seungmin ate the last pudding I was saving in the break room.”

「© 2023, exxxtraoddinary · No translations, rewrites, or reposts permitted」

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Kinktober Day 6: Dumbification + Dino

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Rating: M | WC: 619

Warnings: implied consent, dumbification, degradation, jealousy, possessiveness, affectionate use of slut, piv sex, cocky!chan, rough sex

Chan hustles you into the bedroom, his blood fever hot in his veins and his cock rock hard in his jeans. He’s had enough, enough of watching the guys touch you and make you giggle and, worse, make you smile. He knows he should be happy you get along so well with his friends, but, being the youngest, he’s always made to share and he doesn’t want them thinking you’re something he’s willing to give up. 

Why he’s taking it out on you, he doesn’t know, but it just feels right. Right to push you onto the bed, yank your pants down, and get you wet and ready with his mouth. To pull his aching cock out and feed it inside of you as slowly as he can manage, which is still double his normal speed. To snap his hips against yours as soon as you open up for him, a weak call of his name escaping you when he pulls back and sinks in again. 

“Shhhh, baby, shhh, just take it,” Chan whispers, one hand pressed in between your shoulders to hold you down and the other clutching your hip to hold you up as he pounds into you. His thrusts are brutal, his thick cock spearing you open, and all you can do is lay there and, well, take it. 

Which is exactly what Chan wants. He wants to fuck all the thoughts from your pretty little head, fuck you so dumb you can’t speak, fuck you so hard that he’s all you want, all you know. Then, you won’t have the mind to laugh at Seokmin’s jokes, or giggle at Jeonghan’s tricks, or play along with Mingyu’s fake flirting. 

All you’ll care about is Chan, and his cock, and the way he fills you up, because you’re his. 

“You’re mine, right? Just mine. My dumb little slut,” he says lovingly, smoothing his hand up your back to hold the nape of your neck, loosening his grip just enough for you to turn your head and whine, “Yours, Channie.”

He wouldn’t have minded hearing you call yourself his dumb little slut but he’ll take what he can get, knows he feels so big inside you it’s like he’s in your throat, knows it was hard enough just to get those two words out while he’s driving into you like this, knows that at this point, you can barely find two brain cells to rub together as he stuffs you to the brim. 

“You fucking love this. Don’t you, baby? You love when I fuck you stupid, when I make you my dumb little slut, when I fill you up so good, you forget what it’s like to be empty.” 

You squeeze down on his dick so hard, he can feel his veins dragging against your walls on the way out, moaning, “Love it, I love it, Channie.”

“Yeah, you do, sweetheart. I can fucking hear it, you’re so wet, shit,” he grunts, your arousal painting his thighs as his balls slap against your ass. All you can do is whimper in response, he’s going too hard for you to push back or form sentences or lift your head, and when he sneaks a hand between your legs to rub circles into your clit, your whimper becomes a keen. 

He wants to feel you break around him, wants to feel you shatter, needs to know he’s fucked you as close to brainless as your brilliant mind can get. That’s when he’ll give in, give you the cum he knows you want, and give you a break before starting all over again. 

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Kinktober Day 5: Praise Kink + ATZ Seonghwa

For 🌸

Rating: M (18+) | WC: ~1.3

Warnings: praise kink, facesitting, fingering, cockwarming, unprotected piv sex, petnames (good girl, baby sweetheart), one use of girlfriend

Seonghwa sighs dreamily as he trails his hands along the hills and dips of your body, entranced by your soft skin and curves. He’s seen you bare countless times but each feels like the first, and, as always, he can’t shake the desire to touch every square inch of you. 

“You’re so beautiful, baby. Want you to sit on my face,” he exhales, settling on his back and helping you to climb up. He wants to be buried in you, wants your taste on his tongue and your cunt on his lips, wants your perfect pussy to be all he knows. 

You’re shy at first, hovering above him with your lip bitten between your teeth, and he tries to be patient for you but eventually, his need gets the better of him. He sets his hands on your hips and tugs you down, letting you sink the last inch or two on your own before groaning roughly and diving in. 

He starts by getting as much of you on his tongue as he can, dragging it from your weeping entrance all the way up to your swollen clit and letting you feel his moan as he swallows you down. You tremble above him, your hands clinging tight to the headboard and your thighs untensing just a little bit more. 

“That’s right, baby, relax for me. Good girl,” he murmurs into you, smiling when he feels you shiver at his words and the feeling of them vibrating against your clit. He lifts his head just enough to wrap his lips around it and suck, slowly backing off just to make you follow him until you’re fully resting on his face. 

It’s sublime, being surrounded by you like this, and Seonghwa decides to thank you with his tongue pressed to your clit and two of his fingers stretching you from behind. He curls them into your g-spot as soon as he finds it, stroking the ridged patch inside of you in time with his tongue as it moves over you. 

You yelp at the new stimulation, writhing above him as he starts to build you up, spreads your walls open with a third finger and laps away at your clit until you’re practically riding his face and fingers, just like he wants. One of your hands leaves the headboard and sinks into his hair, tugging his head back so you can grind on his tongue and making him moan so loud, even he can hear it through the blood rushing in his ears. 

He wants to talk to you but his mouth is busy, so he just thinks it all instead and hopes you pick up on it somehow. 

So wet for me, so fucking hot and tight and perfect. Need to make you cum, need to feel it, taste it, drink it down. Love this pussy, love how you use me, love you, love you, love you.

And he does, fuck, he loves you so fucking much, he can’t stand it sometimes. Feels sick with it. Feels it taking up all the room in his heart and all the space in his brain. Feels it coming through in every touch, every word, every minute with you. 

Feels it in the silence too, in the moments in between, in the thick darkness of nights spent without you. 

Right now, it’s all he can feel, this overwhelming tidal wave of sheer devotion, and as you seek your pleasure on his face, it takes everything in him to keep his fingers moving and his tongue firm for you. It’s difficult when his heart feels so swollen with love, when he aches to feel you wrapped around him in every sense, but he asked for this and he would rather die than stop you now.

You’re close, he can tell. Your walls are fluttering wildly around his fingers and your clit is throbbing on his tongue, and the sounds escaping you are nigh unholy. They’re enough to make his cock jump in his boxers, make it leak and pulse and ache, and he can only hope you aren’t too worn out for him after. 

It doesn’t matter, because you’re cumming, fuck, he can feel you cumming, feel your inner muscles undulating and your hard clit beating like a tiny heart as you gasp and whine and shake above him. He guides you through it, curling his fingers through your tightness and suctioning his lips around your clit until you’re squirming away in sensitivity. 

He lets you go, follows as you tip onto your side and holds your trembling body, murmuring to you, “Did so good for me, baby. Came so pretty.”

“Seonghwa,” you exhale weakly. “Wanna feel you inside.”

“Okay, sweetheart, whatever you want,” he breathes as he pulls his cock out of his boxers, pumping twice before lining the head up with your entrance and sinking home. You didn’t ask him to fuck you so he stays still, his hips flush with the curve of your ass and his arms holding you to his chest. 

You’re unbelievably hot around him, so wet he practically slipped in, and as much as he wants to move, he would also be content to just lay here and feel you. Minutes pass, or maybe hours, and still, Seonghwa stays stagnant inside of you. 

Until you start to clench down on his dick and push your ass into him.

Then, he can’t resist drawing his hips back and rolling them forward, shivering at the chilly air on his glistening cock before pressing a kiss to your neck and burying it inside of you again. You gasp at the feeling, arching your back to give him a better angle as he starts up a slow, gentle rhythm. 

He lingers every time he fills you again, your perfect cunt sucking him in deeper like you don’t want him to leave. The veins of his dick drag against your plush walls, and when he tucks a hand between your thighs to feel at where he’s plugging you up, they spasm and flutter around him. 

“God, I can feel how your cunt stretches to fit me,” he groans, almost wounded by the feeling under his fingertips, by the sensation of his cock spreading your entrance wide. He grinds his palm into your clit and helps you move with him, pulling you back into his thrusts as he fucks you deep and dirty. 

He’s already getting close, already feeling that coil starting to tighten and heat in his belly, and it’s all he can do to keep his pace, to keep from bucking into you wildly, to keep from using you to reach his own end. You just feel too fucking good for him to last, searing hot and soaking wet and clenching so tight, he can feel his heartbeat in his dick. 

You’re everything, everything good and right in the world, everything to him, and the closer he gets to breaking, the more he wants to tell you.

“Love you so much, baby. Fuck, can’t live without you, you know that?”

“Feel so perfect wrapped around me like this, shit. My good fucking girl.”

“I never wanna stop, never wanna-God, fuck. Never wanna not be inside of you. Please fucking cum, baby, please cum for me.”

And with that, you do. Your pussy ripples around him, pulls him in and pulls him under, and the last thought he has before his brain goes offline is how goddamn lucky he is to have such a good listener for a girlfriend. 

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Kinktober Day 4: Size Kink + SKZ Changbin

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Rating: M (18+) | Word Count: ~1.5k

Warnings: size kink, strength kink, dirty talk, oral f. rec., fingering, multiple orgasms, mating press, piv sex, mention of reader blushing but it’s not seen by changbin so this is still inclusive of all skin tones

Changbin has a hypothesis. He’s been working on it for weeks, gathering evidence and running tests, and he thinks he can finally summarize his findings - you have a size kink. 

He first thought it could be possible when you started working out together. He’d be going through his sets, focusing on his form and what muscles were activating, and you’d be sitting there, staring at him. Not spotting him, not doing your own exercises, just sitting there. Staring at him. His arms, more specifically, with a particularly lustful look in your eyes. 

The next clue was how obsessed you are with his thighs. They’re thick, sturdy, toned but soft still, and you’re constantly laying your head on them or squeezing them or, a few times, grinding yourself on them to completion. You love when he wears short shorts, and how they feel right after he’s finished a round of deadlifts, and multiple times, you’ve laid down on him and asked him to hug you with both his arms and his legs. 

The last hint was how you reacted when you saw his dick for the first time. He’s of average length but he’s thicker than a can of cola, and when you gingerly pulled his boxers down and his cock popped out, you looked so gleeful it was almost suspicious. 

He’s been testing his hypothesis in various ways - flexing when he knows you’re looking, lifting heavy things in front of you for no reason, comparing the size of his bicep to your head. You get the same pained, desirous expression every time, and tonight, he’s going to get one final confirmation. 

Tonight, he’s going to remind you how big he is while he’s inside of you. 

You’ll be home soon and the anticipation has him half hard already, but he knows you need a bit of time to unwind after work. Maybe you wouldn’t mind him jumping you just this once, though… 

He hears your key in the lock before he has time to make a decision, and as the door swings open, he feels his heart start to race. You’re laden down with groceries which presents him the perfect opportunity to show his strength, his legs carrying him over to you and his arms already outstretched to take the cloth bags. 

“Thanks, Binnie,” you breathe as you lean in to press a kiss to his cheek, toeing your shoes off and feeling up one of his biceps before retreating to the bedroom to change. He speeds to the kitchen, putting away perishables and leaving the rest on the counters in hopes of catching you before you get dressed again. 

He jogs across the living room, peeking his head into the bedroom and finding you in your undies with your hands on your hips. 

“Do you know where my shorts are? I can’t find them anywhere.”

“They’re in the wash, baby. I did laundry today,” Changbin explains, sidling up to you and covering your hands with his. “You could always just… stay like this.”

“Oh, I could, could I?” He feels your laugh vibrate against him as he tugs your body into his, snaking his arms around your waist and hugging you to his chest. You melt into him, tipping your head back and resting your arms on his as he gently sways you. 

“Mhm, or you could get even comfier.”

“And by ‘comfier,’ I’m assuming you mean naked?”

“Maybe.” He draws out the middle of the word, ending it with a kiss to the side of your neck and a squeeze of his arms. You chuckle again, tilting your head to the side to give him more room and arching your back to press your ass into him, “I think I could be convinced.” 

He grinds against you, letting you feel his hardening dick and sighing at the friction as he murmurs into your neck, “Thank fuck. I’ve been thinking about you all day.”

He can’t see your face but he knows you’re smiling, blushing, pleased as punch that you’ve been on his mind. You always are and you know that, but you still love to hear it and he still loves to tell you, which is just one of the ways you and Changbin are so compatible. 

Another is the (yet to be proven) fact that you have a size kink and Changbin, well, Changbin has size. He makes sure you can feel it, feel his biceps flexing against your sides, feel his cock digging into your ass, feel his thick thighs pressing against yours.

He wants you to feel everything, so he starts pushing you toward the bed, his steps in line with yours to keep your body tight to his. Before he can bend you over the edge, you wiggle in his arms, turning insistently until he loosens his hold. 

“I wanna look at you,” you explain, backing up and sitting on the bed as he kneels before you, smirking. He places his hands on your knees, spreading them slowly and filling the space in between with his shoulders. 

“Look at that, I can barely fit,” he teases before pulling your legs up onto his shoulders and tugging the seat of your panties to the side. You let out a pitiful little whimper, your thighs trembling against his neck, and he leans in, licks you open with a groan. The heady taste of your arousal fills his mouth, makes his head spin and his cock twitch, makes him burrow even deeper into you and suck suck suck until you’re crying and shaking and gushing onto his chin. 

He coats his fingers in your wetness before sinking one, then two inside of you, scissoring them to stretch you out for his cock. His fingers aren’t long, but they’re thick and they can still reach your g-spot no problem so he curls them into the rough patch over and over, still sucking away at your clit. 

Your hands delve into his hair, holding him to you as you cum again, as if he’d even think of pulling away before you’ve fully ridden it out. He’s obsessed with how you feel and sound and look when you fall apart, and if he didn’t have another mission in mind, he’d spend all night making it happen. 

But he does have a mission, so he pulls away, sucks his fingers into his mouth, and rises up all at once, letting your legs slide off his shoulders to hang in the crooks of his elbows. 

“Ready for me, baby? Want me to split you open on this fat cock?” He asks as he glides the tip of his dick up and down your pussy.

“Yes, Binnie, fill me up, please,” you moan, tilting your hips for him and shivering when he pushes the mushroom head of his cock against your entrance. He slides inside slowly, ensuring you feel every thick inch of him as he spreads your walls and swears under his breath. 

“So fucking tight around me. Guess I’m just too big for you, huh?” 

“So big, you’re perfect,” you whimper, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him down until he acquiesces, bracing himself over you and folding you in half. He boxes your head in with his arms, climbs up on the bed, and straddles you, completely surrounding you as he puts you in a mating press. 

You keen at the new angle and he pulls his hips back before snapping them forward again, fucking into you roughly. He can put more power behind his hips this way, and get right at your g-spot too. He’ll have to do both if he wants to make you cum again before he does, you just feel too fucking good wrapped around his cock for him to last. 

He hasn’t forgotten his hypothesis though. 

“You like how big I am? How strong I am?” 

“Yeah, Binnie, I know you know I do.”

“You what?” His thrusts slow down but they don’t stop, not until you whine, “You think I haven’t n-noticed you teasing me?” 

“Teasing you? Baby, I was testing you. Wait, that doesn’t sound better.” 

You push your hips into his, pouting when he doesn’t react immediately, and he surges into you, his balls smacking against your ass as he builds his rhythm back up. 

“I just- I wasn’t, fuck, sure if you had a size kink or not so I was doing re-research.”

“By flexing for me and stealing my short shorts? I thought you were just trying to seduce me.”

Changbin’s dick jumps inside you as he laughs, “Either way, I guess it worked.”

“Yeah, I guess so,” you wheeze. “Now fuck me stupid or unfold me.” 

“You got it, baby."

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[sujiwonhao]

MAKE ME CRY 🗣️

Kinktober Day 2: Dacryphilia + Soonyoung

For 🐯

Rating: M (18+) | Word Count: 718

Warnings: dacryphilia, piv sex, creampie, subby soonyoung, praise kink, dirty talk

Soonyoung whimpers beneath you, his arms stretched above his head and his fingers tangled up in the sheets. He arches his back and lets out a broken cry, his face screwed up in pleasure as your hips slam into his, over and over and over again. 

You know he loves when you ride him like this, when you fuck him, when you use him how you want, and it only gets more obvious when he starts running his mouth. 

“So good, baby, so good. So fucking hot and- shit, fucking wet and perfect around my cock. Don’t stop, please don’t stop, please.”

His sharp gasp echoes around the room when you tilt back and brace yourself on his thighs, the angle letting the head of his dick drag against your g-spot with every thrust. You tighten up around him, hug the length of his cock with your walls, and as he sinks in and glides out, another noise joins the sound of your coupling. 

Little sobs are leaving Soonyoung, his chest shuddering with hitched breaths and weak whines, and when you look closer, you can see water gathering on his lash line. You’ve never fucked him to tears before, and before you can push it down, a smirk rises to your face. 

You love having such an effect on him, love that you can make him feel so good, he cries. Love that all you need to do is pulse your inner muscles and writhe on top of him, and he’ll look up at you like you’re an angel come to take him to heaven. 

His face is wet with tears now, his cheeks steadily growing redder and redder as your cunt swallows his dick, and you swear he’s never looked more beautiful to you before. You don’t care about your own pleasure anymore, all you can care about is making your pretty little boyfriend cry even more. 

So you move faster, bounce harder, clench down on him as tight as you can, and soon enough, each breath in is a sob and each breath out is a whimper. His cheeks glisten in the low light of your bedroom, his sounds filling the space along with the staccato smack of your hips against his and the wet noise of his cock pushing through your arousal. 

He has to be getting close, you can feel the way he’s hardening and jerking inside of you, but you don’t think he can gather enough words to warn you like he normally does. You know him well enough not to need it, anyway. Without breaking your rhythm, you move one of your hands down between your legs, rubbing your clit the way you know will get you there. 

You don’t really need to cum, but you know Soonyoung loves feeling you ripple and squeeze around him and right now, you want to give him everything he wants. You want to make him feel better than he’s ever felt before, you want him to know, without a single doubt, that you’re the best he’s ever had. That you're the best he’ll ever have, because he’s there’s no way he’s getting rid of you now. 

He stutters something out, something you can’t quite make out, and suddenly, he’s filling you with hot, white cum. It shoots out of his cock in spurts, painting your walls and bringing you over the edge, your cunt locking down around him as he cums and cums and cums. 

By the time it’s over, you feel so full that you could cry too. 

Instead, you bend forward, leaning over his body and cupping his cheeks with your hands as you whisper sweet nothings to him, dropping kisses all over his red, wet face. 

“So good for me, Soonyoung, you did such a good job.”

“Yeah?” He asks, his voice weak and broken and his eyes filling with tears once again. 

“Yeah, baby, so pretty when you cry.”

He smiles a small, proud little smile and wraps his arms around you, pulling you into a hug and nuzzling his face in your neck. You’ll need to clean up soon, unfold yourself and stumble off to the shower together, but for now you can just be with him.  

“Can I make you cry next time?”

“You’re more than welcome to try.”

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[sujiwonhao]

Kinktober Day 1: Breeding Kink + Joshua

For 🧊

Rating: M (18+) | Word Count: 633

Warnings: breeding kink, mention of bc and sti testing, orgasm delay, cumming together, creampie

Joshua doubts you expected this when you told him about your new birth control, when you told him that as long as the tests were clear, you wouldn’t need condoms anymore. But here you are, bent over the bed with your dress shoved up and your panties pulled to the side, your cunt stuffed to the brim with his aching cock. 

“Take it, baby. Take it all,” Joshua groans through gritted teeth, his hands tight on your hips and his heavy balls slapping against your ass with every stroke. He already came inside you once and he can feel it, oh fuck, he can feel it. You were wet before, you always get so damn wet for him, but now he’s gliding inside you, a squelch accompanying each thrust.  He can see a thick ring of white around the base of his cock and his thighs are shining with the combination of your cum and his, but it’s still not enough. 

“Gonna breed you full,” he promises, nearly feral with the idea of pumping even more of his seed into you, enough to spill out, enough to sti- 

Well, it won’t stick now, but maybe someday, Joshua thinks. Your answering moan is muted in the duvet but he hears you anyway, grips you just a bit tighter, fucks you just a bit harder. His cock twitches in you when your walls start to flutter around him, but he’s not ready to cum again yet. He’s got one, maaaaybe two left in him, and he wants to make them count. 

He also wants to cum together, like (almost) always. Of course, he pushes you over the edge without him sometimes, but when possible, he loves getting to reach that high together. It makes him feel closer to you, makes everything feel ten times better, makes his orgasms last so long they leave him breathless. 

“Wait, honey, wait for just a little longer. Let me savor you.” 

And savor you he does. 

He bends over your body, grinds into you deep and heavy, laying kisses over the exposed parts of your neck and back. He doesn’t bother to hold back his sounds, never holds back with you, always wants you to know exactly how much he wants you. 

You whine, shivering beneath him, and he digs his teeth into the curve of your throat, not enough to bruise but enough to sting. You moan his name, your back arching and your hips tilting, and suddenly, he can fit inside you to the root. He feels your walls clamp down around his cock, feels the drag of his veins against the rippling muscles of your cunt, feels the magma start to gather low in his stomach, and knows that you’re done waiting. 

You moan high and sweet as you shatter, your pussy locking him deep inside you and practically milking the hot cum from him. It’s pavlovian for him to break as soon as you do, but it’s so new and delicious and life-altering to be filling you up instead of a condom. He thinks you like it too, your weak whimpers of, “Give it to me,” going straight to his cock and pulling out a dry, mind bending orgasm that leaves him collapsed over you and panting. 

His head spins, his heart races, his vision blurs, and still, it’s not enough. He just can’t stop jerking inside of you, his hips bucking without his permission as your walls squeeze him tight, and even with all of the cum filling you up, he still wants to pump you with more. 

Joshua wonders if it will ever be enough. If two loads weren't, what will be? 

He doesn’t know, but he’s an optimist before anything else so he’ll just have to go for three. 

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Kinktober Day 3: Choking + Joshua

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Rating: M (18+) | WC: 759

Warnings: choking, unprotected piv sex, creampie

Joshua fucks into you slowly, his thick cock pushing through your tight walls to root deep inside. He’s got your legs tucked up on one shoulder, your body folded as he leans in close and sucks stinging kisses into your neck. He can tell you want him to go faster, go harder, but you’ve been teasing him all morning and now, it’s his turn to tease you. 

By sinking in so leisurely, you whine and shake beneath him. By whispering all the dirty little things he thinks about you. By laying one big hand on your neck, his thumb on your pulse and his pointer finger on your jaw. You’ve asked him to choke you before, said you wanted it as you played with his fingers and traced the lines of his palm. Said you’ve thought about how it would feel to give him control like that, to be so vulnerable for him. 

And until today, he’s been reluctant because it could easily go wrong, and he doesn’t want to hurt you. But he’s really starting to see the appeal, especially now that you've got him all wound up. 

“Please, Joshua, do it. I want it,” you gasp, tilting your head back to expose more of your neck to him. 

“Okay, baby, if you’re sure,” he says, but he’s already shifting his hand down to cover the column of your throat and tightening his grip, watching your expression carefully as he chokes you. 

Your mouth opens, your kiss-swollen lips shining and parted, and he thinks there would be a moan coming out if you could still produce one. Your lashes clump together with tears as your eyes roll back in your head, your cunt clamping down on his cock tighter and tighter until he has to bite back a groan, his jaw clenched and his cock throbbing. 

He doesn’t want to push you too far, doesn’t want you to be fighting to breathe when he stops, so he gradually loosens his grip and watches you suck in air, your watery eyes finding him again as you tremble beneath him. 

“Did you just cum?” Joshua questions incredulously, tracing your jaw with his thumb before reaching down to feel at the wetness that’s leaking out around his cock. 

“Maybe,” you whimper, pouting and shifting under him. 

“Aw, don’t be embarrassed, baby, it’s cute. All you needed to cum was my hand around your pretty little throat, huh?” Joshua knows he sounds condescending but he doesn’t care. It’s just too satisfying to add one more weapon to his arsenal, to have one more way to take you apart so he can piece you back together again. And the fact that you broke almost instantly? 

Oh, yeah, he could have a lot of fun with this. 

Starting with pulling back and fucking into you again, pushing through your quivering walls to sink deep inside, until his balls are pressed against your ass and he can grind his pelvic bone into your clit. He does it over and over, your arousal leaking out and dripping down his thighs as he tightens his hand on your throat again, watching you shudder and cry and writhe under him. 

He counts in his head as he chokes you, loosening his grip every thirty seconds and reveling in the way your pussy spasms and flutters around him when the oxygen reaches your brain again. You’re babbling soundlessly, your lips moving with words he doesn’t understand as he fills you with rough thrusts, your walls so tight on his cock that his fingers would shake if they weren’t wrapped around your neck. 

Before he knows it, you’re cumming again, your cunt clenching wildly, the intense pressure around his dick enough to drag him right over the edge with you. He can feel his fingers tightening reflexively, rips them off your throat and wraps them up in the sheets next to your head as he groans and empties himself inside of you. 

His head goes fuzzy and he fights not to collapse into you, knowing you’d be folded in half if he did. He pulls out and tips to the side instead, gathering you up in his arms and pressing kisses to your neck as you both slowly come down. 

“I think that went well,” you pant hoarsely, reaching up to pet his sweaty hair. 

“Yeah, baby, I would say so,” he agrees, inspecting your throat for any lingering marks and definitely not at all hoping to find some. 

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