#{ zerda hard hours 🎀 }

[ggoojjoo]

kageyama + enemies to lovers🤭

this was fun to write acc, and btw this is set after the timeskip, so its buff and tall kags hihi

the loud music was blasting through the big speakers of the club, the bass vibrating through your body. 

you were currently in the club with your friends, secluded from the prying paparazzi. Hinata was behind you, hands on your hips as you danced to the upbeat songs. this didn’t go unnoticed by kageyama, his dark eyes piercing through your skull as you danced with his teammate. 

you did it on purpose, he knew that, but why did he feel this way? why did he feel… jealous?

it happened in a matter of seconds when kageyama grabbed your arm and pulled you to the back of the vip-section, closing the blinds behind him. “you’re a whore, you know that?” he whispered against your lips, hands eager to explore the skin under the skin tight dress you were wearing. “rubbing up on my teammates like that.” you giggled in response, broken off by a soft gasp when his hand squeezed the fat of your thigh particularly hard. he pressed his face into your hot neck mumbling, “gonna fuck you like one.”

“go for it, pretty boy.” no matter how much he hated the nickname you gave him, a shiver ran down his spine to his cock. you yelped as he pressed you down onto your knees, cornering you with his hips. smiling smugly, your freshly manicured fingers fiddled with his jeans, unbuckling his belt and pulling them down to his knees. you felt your mouth water at the sight of his thick bulge, he wasn’t even completely erect, yet. “so big,” you whispered, batting your eyelashes at the volleyball player as you palmed at him through his boxers. kageyama braced his hands against the wall he had you pressed against, his dick in your warm hand as you licked and sucked at his tip. you felt him stiffen in your hands, licking the first bead of precum off. 

he sighed when you took him between your glossy lips, the glitter particles shining in the dim light. “fuck you,” he sighed, hips thrusting ever so slightly. “i fucking hate you so much,” he groaned, grabbing the back of your head to shove his cock deeper in your throat. at this, you hummed around his shaft, pulling a whimper out of him. 

you pulled off of him with a pop, your hand moving up and down on his cock, assisted by your drool and spit. “no, you don’t,” you slurred, smirking up at him. 

your words and hands had kageyama trembling, belly tightening in anticipation. “fuck, (y/n), i’m gonna–” he gasped, fucking into your fist. “open that mouth,” he ordered, looking down at you. you did as told, sticking your tongue out and speeding up the movements of your hands. his moans rose in pitch, his high at an arm's length away. as soon as you sucked on his tip, his resolve snapped. both his hands grabbed your head and he fucked his cum down your throat. “fuck fuck fuck–” 

when he came down his high, he pulled out of your mouth, cock falling slack against your cum stained chin. “you look so pretty when you cum.” you slurred, caressing his strong thighs. 

kageyama chuckled hoarsely, his hand pushing the strands of hair from your face. “let’s go on a date, yeah? just… haa… just you and me.”

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[a1sh1teruu]

— thought about this when i was on a family reunion. i just want hubby!seonghwa to take care of me while on vacay ☹️

— anygays, this is my first bullet point “fic” so be nice.

husband!seonghwa, who is super excited to finally spend time with you in your home country/city.

husband!seonghwa, who wants to see everything and eat the tasty delicacies that are known for your home country/city.

husband!seonghwa, who finally gets to meet your extended family.

husband!seonghwa, who joins family reunions and has fun with everyone.

husband!seonghwa, who proudly shows off your matching wedding bands to your family and friends.

husband!seonghwa, who makes everybody think he’s a pure innocent man that takes care of his pretty, little wife.

husband!seonghwa, who excitedly looks at your childhood home and pictures.

husband!seonghwa, who pulls you a bit too close in the family reunions.

husband!seonghwa, who lands chaste kisses on your exposed skin every chance he gets.

husband!seonghwa, who quickly pulls you into the bathroom to smash his lips against yours and swallows your soft sighs and whines.

husband!seonghwa, who stands proudly next to you while you fidget in your seat, all hot and bothered.

husband!seonghwa, who drags you upstairs to to slowly make love to you while everyone is eating without second thought.

husband!seonghwa, who has to cover your mouth so no one hears how good he’s making you feel.

husband!seonghwa, who whispers in your ear, “i’ve been needing you since i saw you in that sundress.” and thrusts his cock into your sopping heat.

husband!seonghwa, who let’s you cum before he’s cumming inside.

husband!seonghwa, who eats you out to clean you up afterwards, pulling another orgasm out of you.

husband!seonghwa, who just pulls your panties up and leaves the room, but not before he has shoved his tongue down your throat again.

husband!seonghwa, who acts concerned when everyone noticed your hot skin and your glossy eyes and offers to drive you back to your parents home.

husband!seonghwa, who drives you back to your parents home to continue fucking you into the mattress.

[ggoojjoo]

I got a thought (sort of):

including: kuroo, iwaizumi, tanaka, sugawara, oikawa, osamu, atsumu, bokuto, kageyama, sakusa, asahi, ushijima and tendou

their reaction to you accidentally calling them “senpai” when y’all are ON IT-

KDBDJSG so

kuroo, tanaka, bokuto, and oikaway would go fucking insane. high on tanaka tho. IEBRKSGAKA TANAKA WOULD FUCK UR BRAINS OUT.

atsumu and tendou would laugh and tease you, but he’d enjoy it sm he would ASK you to call him that again.

ushi, iwa, sakusa, and kageyama would be neutral? but i kinda can see iwa a bit more turned on at it. he wouldn’t “acknowledge” or “show” it but you’d feel his hips pick up their pace 😋

suga and asahi are babies :( whereas i think suga would tease while being flustered himself. a devil in angels disguise but asahi would be a blushing mess. i think he would even stop and hug onto you, asking you to take over because he was so embarassed.

[ggoojjoo]

may be a little too soon for a hard thought but-

sucking tanaka off with ice but leaving him with blue balls as soon as noya is calling for him…what happens afterwards will leave you unable to walk for weeks and him ruining you the whole night-

i just know he’d be delirious.

“‘s too much!” you slurred as tanaka kept thrusting his cock into your abused cunt.

“i’m sorry! it just feels too good.” he gasped as his calloused fingers found your swollen clit, pulling an immediate reaction out of you. your back arched off the couch he was fucking you into, and a high-pitched whine fell from your kiss bruised lips.

a deep groan rumbled through his chest as you came for nth time of the night on his cock, your walls fluttering around him. he felt his own orgasm build up, still keeping up with his pace. “ryu, please, please, please, it’s too much!” you gasped and cried as his cock was overstimulating you, numbing your senses. with shaky hands, you tried to push his hand away that was still rubbing your clit, but he wouldn’t budge.

“almost done, princess, almost done.” he whispered in your ear, his orgasm just a hairs breadth away. and with a few more powerful thrusts, he came, finally. your jaw fell slack as his pressed himself inside you as much as possible, shooting his cum deep inside you. suddenly, his hands pushed the backs of your knees up and tugged them close to your chest. “don’t want anything to go to waste.” he sighed, a wide smile on his face as he watched your walls flutter around him, clit throbbing.

[ggoojjoo]

22:55

— pairing: suguru geto x reader

— contains: angst(?), smut; p in v sex, unprotected sex, creampie, praise

— wc: 0,4k

— note: the thought of geto being head over heels for a human makes my mind go brrr

tumblr is based on reblogs!

monkeys. humans were monkeys, useless, weak, and dumb.

but when it came to you, suguru geto would devote his whole life when it came to you. and as much as he hated himself for loving a human, he couldn’t stop. because you were just so addicting.

your sweet moans met geto’s ears as he kept rocking into your tight cunt, stray droplets of sweat running down his temples and neck. pleasure was coursing through his body with every drag of his cock against the walls of your cunt.

“geto,” you whined, squeezing your eyes shut when he rubbed against that spot inside your cunt that had you seeing stars. your walls were snug against his cock, making it hard for him to actually hold back and not break you like he intended when he first met you. his soft kisses wandered down the length of your neck and down to your collarbones, biting and nibbling on your hot skin.

“so pretty for me, princess, so so pretty,” he slurred against your skin. “making me feel so good, such a good pussy, yeah?” his honeyed words made you whine, head spinning as you let him devour you like you were his last meal. suddenly, he started to quicken his movements, his balls slapping against your ass as he shoved a pillow beneath your back. “fuck,” he gasped when you tightened around him, his eyes fixed on the white ring of pleasure around his cock. “so so pretty,” he slurred, sitting back on his knees to grab your hips with bruising strength.

you were sure that the impact of his hips against yours and his grip will leave purple marks on your skin, but you didn’t mind. it would just remind you of your amazing nights with geto. “keep going,” you gasped breathlessly. the tip of his cock continuously rubbed against your g-spot, making your belly tighten as your climax approached quickly. “i’m gonna cum,” you drawled, drool collecting on the corner of your lips. “i’m gonna–” your sentence was cut short when your cunt spasmed around his cock.

“fuck fuck fuck,” geto whined as he felt his own high consuming his mind, hips losing rhythm as his cum started to paint your insides. he pressed himself into you as far as he could, his tip kissing your cervix as he came. your jaw was slack as your hips squirmed in geto’s strong grip.

“precious,” he whispered against your skin, kissing your lips with a newfound passion. harsh and angry as his hatred for humans consumed him. but not you. you were his precious little human, his one and only.

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i do not own the jujutsu kaisen franchise nor the characters!

[a1sh1teruu]

hard thoughts you say? well you ask, you shall receive 😈

i saw this tiktok yesterday; it said “if you want me to keep going, you need to keep your eyes on me.” and i was like 🥴 it made me think of hongjoong, and i’m convinced that he’s heavy into direct eye contact. likes making you look him in his eyes as he ruins you; rewards and praises you if you do good. if you start to look away he’ll tsk at you, and use his fingers to hold your chin in place so you have to look at him (and if he’s feeling a bit more rough he’ll wrap his hand around your throat). if you still try to look away, he’ll stop what he’s doing entirely and won’t resume until you can meet his eyes again.

and now let me leave this picture here to go along with what i’ve said —

imagine him looking down at you like that🤐

hihi

a choked moan left your lips as your hands gripped the edges of the large piano hongjoong had you laying on while his cock was dragging against the wet walls of your cunt. one of your legs was wrapped around his hips and the other was draped over his shoulder and the hem of your black dior dress was pulled around your hips, exposing your cunt to him.

"you like it, huh?" he whispered, his warm breath fanning over your bitten lips. "you love it how i fuck you in a room anybody could walk right in?" your lack of answers irritated hongjoong, your head thrown back and eyes closed as you succumed to the pleasure he was giving you. "fucking look at me when i talk to you," he seethed, grabbing your face into his hand and making you look at him. "yeah, just keep looking at me like that, and i'll give you anything you want, yeah?" a gasped ripped out of your lungs as the hand that was holding your face moved down to your neck, firmly gripping it.

as the man above you kept pounding into you, your eyes slowly drifted shut again, but it didn't last. a drawn-out whine echoed through your chest when hongjoong stopped his movements. "joong, please," you cried, tears welling in your eyes at the loss of your approaching orgasm. hongjoong just tsked as his grip on your throat tightened, a smirk pulling on the edges of his lips.

"if you want me to keep going," he paused, taking a deep breath, "you need to keep your eyes on me." you whined, your hand wrapping around his wrist as you tried to wiggle your hips to get more stimulation. it was too fast, the way his hand roughly fell on your cunt, the slap stinging. "did you hear me, princess?"

"yes, yes, i heard you, please, i promise," you cried, your glossy eyes fixing on his, a stray tear running down your mascara stained cheek.

"that's my girl." he laid a kiss on your forehead before continuing to fuck you on the expensive piano. "yeah, just- fuck, like that. keep your eyes on me." you held your promise and kept your eyes on him as he fucked you into next week, your orgasm slowly building up again.

"joong, i'm gonna cum," you whined, urging his hand to your cunt. hongjoong's fingers softly pinched your clit before he began to massage it just the way you liked. and it didn't take long for you to finally fall over the edge of pleasure. you never dared to close your eyes, no matter how hard it got.

the pulsing of your walls made hongjoong see stars as he pressed himself impossibly deeper, painting your walls white with his cum. "just like that, princess. s-so good to me," he whined, rutting into you.

when you both came down from your highs, and exhaustion slowly sunk into your muscles, hongjoong let his face fall into the crook of your neck. "we should really get cleaned up before somebody really walks in on us," he mumbled, his hand softly squeezing your thigh.

"hoongjoong, what the fuck?!"

[a1sh1teruu]

22:34 - nsfw! | minors dni!

pairing: song mingi x f!reader x jeong yunho

contains: dom!mingi, dom!yunho, sub!reader, threesome, slight spit-play, cum eating, oral (m), degradation, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, slight humiliation

wc: 1000

pt. 01 | pt. 02

“do you have the hots for yunho, (y/n)?” that question had you frozen on the spot, hand under the running water with a plate in it.

you were currently doing the dishes after you and your husband, mingi, had finished eating dinner. mingi was behind you, leaning on the kitchen island, arms crossed over his broad chest. you felt his stare on the back of your head, burning through your skull. 

“be honest,” he spoke again, a lot softer than before, “i won’t be mad.” 

you turned off the faucet and twisted around to face your husband. he looked awfully relaxed, as if he was asking what you have planned for dinner tomorrow. your jaw stuttered as you tried to come up with an answer. because as much as you would deny it, mingi’s suspicions were right. you definitely had the hots for his best friend. “i mean, he is attractive,” you answered after mingi gave you a reassuring nod. “but nothing more than that.”

“are you sure?” his voice was deeper than usual, as if he was expecting a different answer from you. you hesitantly nodded, eyes wide and curious. 

where was this coming from? why did he ask this all of a sudden? as much as you find his friend hot, you wouldn’t fuck him behind mingi’s back. or, that’s what you told yourself.

“if you ever decide to fuck him, i won’t be mad. just tell me.” with that, he kissed you and walked to the living room. leaving you flustered in the kitchen. 

as soon as yunho left the bedroom, your bedroom that you shared with your husband, you jumped up to pick up the scattered clothes on the ground, pulling on anything your hands could find. panic started to arise as you heard loud laughing and heavy steps approaching the bedroom door. just as you were pulling up the sweatpants you picked up from the ground, that were obviously yunho’s, the door opened. there stood your husband, who was dressed in a white dress-shirt and beige dress-pants, the tie that was matching his pants pulled loose around his neck and glasses low on his nose, with a very naked yunho next to him. 

tears started to pool in your eyes, waiting to be shed, as mingi shook his head with a knowing smirk on his face. he took slow steps towards your form, eyes never falling from you. “my, my (y/n),” his voice was deep and taunting, a hand reaching for your cheek. you didn’t realize the tears were already flowing down the rounds of your cheeks as mingi swiped his thumb over the wet skin. “look at you,” he cooed, other hand finding purchase on your hip that was covered by yunho’s sweatpants as he continued, “so fucked out by yunnie.” it felt like he was mocking you, more shame overtaking your thoughts.

you finally found it in yourself to speak, “you aren’t mad?” your voice was quiet, too ashamed to look your husband in the eyes, rather looking at the tip of his beautiful nose. mingi just laughed wholeheartedly at your question, the noise coming from deep within his chest, leaving you even more confused but a tiny bit relieved. 

“how could i be mad at you?” mingi’s smile never left his lips as he looked at your tear stained face. your eyes moved to land on yunho, who was sitting on the bed in his naked glory, a smirk painted on his lips. they were still red and swollen from the kissing you did before your husband came home. but that didn’t mean yours weren’t as bad his. “do you want to show me what you did with my yunnie?” you tore your gaze from yunho to look at mingi with wide, glassy eyes. you didn’t expect him to be so straight forward, but the shivers that ran down to your cunt made you nod hesitantly. 

“words, darling.” “yes,” you paused, “yes, i want to show you.”

and now, here you were, on your knees with yunho behind you, mercilessly thrusting into your sopping cunt while you were messily sucking off your husband. his pants were pushed to his mid-thighs and his shirt was unbuttoned, hanging loosely around his shoulders. tie long forgotten somewhere in the room. 

you pulled off mingi, gasping for desperately needed air. now your hand was moving along your husband’s length, not wanting to completely rob him of the pleasure. it was getting hard to hold the same rhythm with the way you got closer to your orgasm. the knot in your abdomen tightening, ready to burst any second now.

a choked moan left your glossy lips, slick with your drool, as yunho abused the spot that has you seeing stars. at this point, your hand that was wrapped around mingi stopped, making him put his own hand over yours and continue jerking himself off. “i’m gonna- i’m gonna cum,” the words left you in short gasps, eyes pinched shut as your chin met your chest. 

“look at me,” came from above you. recognizing the voice, you looked up with big doe-eyes, tears wetting your hot cheeks. “open,” mingi heaved, his free hand finding purchase on your jaw, index and middle finger pressing on your lower lip. you didn’t have to get told twice, opening your mouth with your tongue sticking out. without a warning, white spurts of cum painted your tongue and chin, dripping onto the already soiled sheets. this made you shiver and clench around yunho’s cock, pulling a choked moan out of him. he was awfully close too. 

while your mouth was still open, mingi let a glob of spit land into it. and with a light nudge of his fingers, he closed your mouth, holding it shut. “swallow,” he demanded, eyes dark and expecting. your eyes rolled back into your skull as a strangled whimper resounded through your chest, doing as told.

yunho’s thrusts started getting sloppier and out of rhythm, his indicator for his approaching orgasm. his fingers found purchase on your sensitive clit, rubbing it in tight circles. the added stimulation pushed you over the edge into blinding pleasure. you came with a drawn-out moan, legs shaking. this was yunho’s cue, and he came right after you, fucking his cum into you. 

you grabbed mingi’s forearms as exhaustion overtook your senses. “my (y/n),” he cooed, hands grabbing your face. “my wife.” he laid soft kisses onto your hot cheeks, pulling you into an embrace. “my pretty, little wife.”

[a1sh1teruu]

wooyoung + ceo x secretary (idk if that’s a proper au but make it smut pls <3)

and happy birthday🥳💕

when i read this ask, i just knew that woo would be the HOTTEST ceo

AND THAK YOUUU

hushed whispers and giggles were exchanged between the employees every time wooyoung, the ceo, passed them. shy ‘hello’s here and there when wooyoung would bid them a good morning. most of them thought he was a single, rich man looking for a perfect little housewife. 

but why need a housewife when he had you, his secretary.

“wooyoung, it’s too much,” you whined, hands buried in wooyoung’s hair as he ate you out like a man starved. he had already brought you to your second orgasm not too long ago, now on the way to your third. a yelp fell from your lips as he slapped your thigh, pulling you harder against his face. your hips were twisting and turning as your belly tightened, your third high approaching. “wooyoung, i’m gonna cum!” As soon as those words left you, he pulled away, ripping your orgasm away. 

you looked up at him with wide eyes, jaw stuttering as you tried to find words to shoot his way. “fuck, princess, gonna cum on my cock, yeah?” one of his hands grabbed your chin, shoving his thumb between your lips. on instinct you started sucking his thumb, a dazed look in your glossy eyes. “you’d like that, yeah?” he straightened, pulling your legs on his shoulders so your cute, little dior anklet would dangle right next to his ear. the same dior anklet he bought for this same reason. “gonna wear your ankles as earrings tonight.” he laid a soft kiss on the inner side of your ankle, lips brushing against the warm metal of the jewelry. your back arched off the cold desk when you heard those words, accompanied by the prodding of his tip on your entrance. 

a shudder ran down your spine when you felt him enter, squeezing around his thick cock. your knees tightened around his head, trembling ever so slightly. his thumb was still between your lips when he started fucking into your tight cunt. moans and whimpers echoed through his large office, thankfully all of his employees went home. 

he changed the angle, leaning forward so your knees were only inches away from your face, his tip hitting the deepest places in your walls. an especially high moan fell from your lips when you felt his tip kiss your cervix, making you see stars at the pain that bloomed within you. “wooyoung, i’m gonna cum!” you sobbed, trying to keep yourself grounded by grabbing at his shoulders. you got a groan as a response from him as his hips sped up, feeling his own release approaching.

his last line was when your cunt started milking his cock as you came, making him press himself impossibly deeper into you, painting your insides. “oh fuck,” he gasped, letting your legs fall to his waist as he leaned onto your heated body. “oh shit,” he chuckled breathlessly when he saw the way his cum seeped out of you when he pulled out. you flinched when you felt his fingers gather some of his cum and shove it back inside. “so pretty,” he cooed, eyes fixed on the way your face contorted in overstimulation.

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[a1sh1teruu]

19:37 - nsfw! | minors dni!

pairing: choi san x f!reader

warnings: blowjob, face fucking, praise, pet names; baby, cum eating(??)

wc: +600

“so pretty,” san muttered as he squished your cheeks together, “my pretty girl.” his free hand found the red lipstick that laid on the small table. “pucker up, baby.” you did as told, jutting your lips out for the blonde man. he delicately smeared the red color onto your lips, swiping the smudged edges with his thumb. “get on your knees for me, yeah?” he softly kissed your lips, staining his own. 

doing as told, you kneeled in front of his feet, looking up at him through your lashes, the mascara you put on making them look thicker and longer, casting an innocent tone into your expression. san unbuckled his belt and pushed his dark dress pants down just enough to let his cock free from its confines. he grabbed your chin with his thumb and index finger, making you look up at him, nodding. his silent command brought you forward, leaning in to lay soft and wet kisses all over his shaft, staining the smooth skin with the red color. you felt him harden under your touch, licking the small bead of precum off his tip. 

san’s breath was getting heavier as you started to suck his tip, the sight of your red lips around his tip, staining his and your skin, doing things to him. 

you let your tongue swirl around his red tip before taking more of him into your mouth, pulling a sharp moan out of him. san’s hands flew to your beautifully styled hair. he was trying so hard to keep his hips still, but as soon as your nose brushed against his pelvis, his hips slightly pushed forward, causing his tip to get shoved deeper into your throat. when you gagged around him, he doubled over, shaky sighs leaving his bitten lips as his grasp in your hair tightened 

the blonde straightened as he felt you pull away from him, gasping as soon as he was completely out of your mouth, a glob of spit falling onto your chest from your lips. “you okay?” san asked, worried he might have pushed you a bit too far.

“fuck my mouth,” you heaved, mouth still gaped, the red lipstick smudged and glossy from your drool. san stood dumbfounded, eyes wide. “please, sani.” how could he say no to that face? straightening up, he pushed his thumb onto your lower lip. you let your jaw fall open, and before you know it, san pushed his tip onto your waiting tongue. your shaky hand found his and intertwined your fingers with his, making him coo at you, a smirk on his stained lips. 

“ready?” you nodded, squeezing his hand in approval. he started with short and shallow thrusts first and then gradually picked up the pace. “fuck,” he sighed, his free hand in your hair, pushing your head as his thrusts sped up. the mascara from before started running down your face, casting black streaks down your cheeks and the red color of your lipstick stained all around your swollen lips and san’s cock. san felt himself nearing his release, gut twisting and tightening. when he accidentally pulled your hair, you let out a moan, the sound reverberating through his body. “ah, (y/n),” he let out a shuddering moan, “i’m cumming, (y/n), fuck.” 

his thrusts became sloppy as his abdomen tightened, his climax greeting him. he quickly pulled out, stroking his length, white spurts of cum falling onto your stained lips and chin. san’s thighs were slightly shaking until he came down from his high, hands soiled with his sticky cum. 

the sight of you was enough to make his cock twitch. the red lipstick smeared all over your lips, his cum dripping onto your blouse, and your brows furrowed. “so pretty,” he sighed, swiping his thumb over your lip, smearing the color and collecting his cum, pushing the digit back into your mouth. your lips closed around his thumb, sucking it clean of his own cum. “let me return the favor, yeah?”

[a1sh1teruu]

22:34 - nsfw! | minors dni!

pairing: jeong yunho x f!reader

warnings: mean-dom!yumho, profanities, degradation, mirros, cuckolding, hair-pulling, slight spit-play, f!reader, slight orgasm denial (idk if u can call it orgasm denial tho), yunho is a fucking asshole, unprotected sex, penetrative sex, slight humiliation, slight cum-eating

wc: 800

pt. 01 | pt. 02

you shouldn’t feel this good right now. this was wrong. this was so wrong. but how could you feel guilty when his cock was dragging so deliciously against your wet walls? his breath hot in your ear, and you drool staining the silk clad pillows underneath your flushed cheek.

a high-pitched whine left your bitten lips when yunho reached around your hips to pinch your swollen clit, a breathy chuckle leaving his throat at your reaction. “aw, look at you,” he slurred against the shell of your ear. his tone was mockingly sweet.

“fuckin’ slut,” he suddenly hissed, hips slapping against your sore ass cheeks, as his free hand grabbed a handful of your hair, harshly pulling you up by your hair, you let out a strangled moan. “fucking your husband’s best friend behind his back. not even an ounce of shame in you, huh?” your hands grabbed his thighs as his thrusts became sharper, causing you to pinch your eyes shut. his next words shook you to the core, cunt tightening around his cock. “what if mingi walks in right now. to his lovely, little wife being fucked stupid by his best friend.”

“mmh, fuck, yunnie—” you gasped, digging your nails into yunho’s thighs, trying to stay grounded, which was almost impossible considering the state he has put you in. with a sudden jerk of his hand, he made you face the other side of the room.

“open your eyes,” yunho demanded, breath fanning against your hot skin. when you didn’t follow his demands, he stopped his movements, robbing you of all the pleasure you were receiving. “i said, open your fucking eyes, (y/n),” he seethed, grip tightening around your locks. as you opened your eyes, your jaw fell slack at the filthy sight in front of you. your reflection in the mirror was as clear as day. inner thighs stained with your cum and cunt red and swollen, swallowing yunhos’s cock. your walls fluttered at the sight, causing a satisfied smirk to crawl its way onto yunho’s lips. “look at you, being such a pretty slut for me, right, (y/n)?” you couldn’t find it in yourself to look away from the mirror, seeing yunho’s cock slowly drag in and out of your fluttering hole, your wetness creating a creamy ring around the base of his cock.

a large hand slithered around your waist, down to your cunt. thin, but long, fingers dancing around your swollen clit, pulling a whine out of you. “yunnie, i-i’m gonna cum,” your hazy eyes were still fixed to the mirror, following the movements of yunho’s fingers.

“cumming on a cock that isn’t your husband’s,” he heaved, hips never ceasing their movements. with a sudden pull of your hair, your back made harsh contact with the mattress, the air leaving your burning lungs. before you could regain a steady rhythm, yunho was already on top of you, forcing your legs open. you flinched hard when you felt a glob of spit fall directly onto your clit. “whore,” he spat, cock already finding its way between your pussy lips. you shivered at the contact. a chocked moan left your chest as yunho’s tip hit your clit over and over again, but not enough to actually make you cum.

“yunnie—” you sobbed against the back of your hand; eyes tightly shut. you tried moving your hips in rhythm with yunho’s, but his large hands pressed your hips into the soft mattress, making it impossible for you to move. “yunnie,” you whined, tears running down your temples.

“shut up,” he growled, pulling his hips back just to angle them enough for his tip to enter you. “feel it,” he mumbled, grabbing one of your hands to guide it down to press against your lower stomach. yunho chuckled at your reactions when he inched his cock into your hole, finally bottoming out. his hand that was on top of yours pressed harder against your lower stomach.

your words were slurred between high-pitched whines and moans, “i’m gonna cum, yunnie, i-i’m cumming.” it was a miracle with how yunho was still able to understand even a word you were saying. with a chuckle, he started thrusting in a pace that made you mumble incoherent words, hands and thighs shaking. when his thumb made contact with your clit, the most nerve-wracking orgasm hit you.

your toes curled as your thighs shook with the intensity of the orgasm. and after a few thrusts, he came too, quickly pulling out to paint your sweaty skin with his white, hot cum.

yunho ran his fingers over the cum that landed on your stomach, collecting the white liquid, and shoving it between your lips, making you suck on his fingers.

ding.

“ah, what a surprise,” yunho sang as he stood up, towering above your laying form. “who can it be?”

[a1sh1teruu]

backstage rockin’

pairing: jung wooyoung x f!reader

contains: smut, profanities, bandmate!wooyoung,

summary: after a late night of practice with the band, and with you lounging in the background. when his friends finally left, he couldn’t keep his hands to himself any longer.

wc: 2.5k

note: wrote this in one sitting, which is very weird for me 😃

smut warnings: wooyoung is a litte teez, oral (f), fingering (f), unprotected sex, penetrative sex, petnames; angel & princees, an itty bitty amount of overstimulation, pussy spanking (like two times), slight nipple/breast play, dom!wooyoung

The bass of the steady beat was pulsing through your whole body.

You were currently sat on the worn couch of the band room, legs spread over the edge and back relaxing into the cushions. You were occupied on your phone as your boyfriend, Jung Wooyoung, and his friends practiced on new tunes and beats. The room was fogged up by the cigarette smoke the men kept breathing out. Everyone of them having a cig between their lips.

“I would really appreciate it if y’all smoked outside,” you spoke in a bored tone, eyes still fixed on the screen of your phone. “Or open a goddamn window.” The deep rumble of a chuckle made you look up, meeting Wooyoung’s eyes, brows furrowed and an amused smirk playing on his lips. A cig between them. “What?”

“You’re cute when you’re bossy.” The compliment made you grumble as you shrunk further into the couch, eyes back on the screen of your phone.

After a while, everyone started to pack their things and made their home after one another. Now the only people that were left in the small, cramped room were you and your boyfriend. Wooyoung was still playing on his bass, testing out tunes and beats. The pretty turquoise color of the guitar suit his hair that fell in front of his forehead as he looked down, lips moving as he was counting the beats. And after trying out various tunes, from aggressive to soft, he put his bass down and stuck his hand into his pocket, fishing his Marlboro Red pack out of his jeans.

He stood up from his chair and made his way to the couch, on which you were sprawled out on. Limbs lazily hanging off the edge, and eyes closed as your cheek was resting on the armrest. As soon as you felt the cushion under you dip from the added weight, you opened your eyes. You heard the clicking of Wooyoung’s lighter and a sigh accompanied by it. Sitting up, you laid back down on your boyfriend’s lap. “Tired?” Wooyoung’s question made you hum in agreement. You were sleepily drawing small circles on his thigh, eyes threatening to close any second.

Your boyfriend’s hand was softly caressing your shoulder, tracing up and down your arm. After a while of comfortable silence, you decided to sit up and throw one of your legs over his thighs, straddling him. Wooyoung silently wrapped his arms around your waist and let you rest your head on his shoulder, face pressed into his neck, nose brushing against his hot skin. He felt your steady breath on his neck, pulling goosebumps out of his skin. Wooyoung’s palms landed on your thighs, caressing, and softly kneading the plump flesh. His slow and sensual movements made you adjust your position on his lap, a whine of his name leaving your lips, “Wooyoung.” Said man let his hands wander under your sweater, more like his sweater, and traced your spine with featherlight fingers. This made you squirm, resulting in you rubbing over his crotch. Another soft whine fell from your mouth, pulling a hum out of your boyfriend. The sound vibrating through his chest.

One of his warm hands moved away from your back, making you whine at the lack of touch. You felt him turn his face away from your head as he sighed the smoke out of his lungs. Two fingers holding onto the base of the cigarette. His hand that was in your sweater fell to your hip, firmly squeezing the flesh, making you gasp in surprise and bucking your hips into his. You felt him already half hard, poking into your inner thigh. “Fuck, princess,” Wooyoung slurred, head falling back onto the backrest of the couch. The hand that was holding the cigarette made its way back to his mouth. You lifted your head from his shoulder, drowsy eyes meeting his lust-filled ones. As soon as the cigarette left his lips, you pushed yours against his, expertly moving them against each other. You breathed in the smoke that left Wooyoung’s lungs, the action making you feel dizzy of the intimateness of it.

All of a sudden, Wooyoung had you on your back, legs wrapped around his waist and locking him between them. He was kissing your lips with such fervor that you knew they would be red and bruised by the end of this all. You didn’t part until you were in desperate need of air, gasping into each other’s mouths. It didn’t stop there, though. Wooyoung pulled another puff of his cigarette before letting it drop into the half empty cup of iced tea on the small coffee table. And back he was all over you, hands trailing up and down your torso, pushing your sweater up to your chin so he could have more access to your body. As soon as your pretty, soft-pink bra met Wooyoung’s gaze, he cupped your left breast kneading it in a steady rhythm, mouth falling to the unoccupied one. Your back arched into his face as you felt his teeth trace the outline of your bra. “So pretty,” he mumbled, laying a vulgar kiss over your clothed nipple.

“Woo, please—” you gasped, hands finding purchase on Wooyoung’s turquoise locks.

“What do you want, angel? Tell me and it’s yours.” The man’s soft voice made shivers run down your spine and into your cunt. When you gave him a whine in response, he softly chuckled, “Gotta be more specific than that.”

“I want you,” you gasped breathlessly. “Want your mouth on me.” Your response made the man above you smirk.

“Anything for my pretty angel.” And with that he slowly made his way down south. Wooyoung kissed and sucked his way down, leaving a few hickeys here and there, only for his eyes to see and enjoy. He sat up and admired his work, a thin layer of sweat glistening on your skin and hickeys scattered here and there. A proud hum left his chest as his hand traced the outlines of the love marks. You impatiently moaned, hips moving to try to find some type of friction but failing to do so. You gasped as you felt a stinging pain on your cunt, tears springing to the corners of your eyes. “Stop being so impatient,” Wooyoung tsked, the hand that landed on your clothed cunt now rubbing soothing patterns on the sore spot.

“Woo,” you whined into the back of your hand as you looked at him with pleading eyes, all sense of sleep had left your system. “Hurry- ah!” Wooyoung cut you off before you could voice out your thoughts, the same stinging pain running through your body, fogging up your senses.

“Told you to be patient.” His demanding voice made you shiver under his harsh glare. Tears were already running down your temples as Wooyoung was taking his sweet time with you.

He started with slow and soft circles on top of your clothed clit, teasing it. You knew, you knew that he wanted to get you to your limit, to see you cry for him, to have you clinging to him even after the big high. With every passing second, the pressure increased, making you softly buck your hips and moan into the empty air. Your eyes were fixed on the man’s hands as his fingers slowly inched their way up to the waistband of your sweatpants. Heart skipping beats as he ever so gently pulled the drawstring of your pants undone. He was slow, too slow. But you were shy to voice your complaints, scared that he will completely stop. So, you let him be.

“See? Being patient sn’t that hard now, is it?” his mocking tone had you reeling, hands shaking around the bunched ends of your sweater that was pushed under your chin. Wooyoung gently pulled off your pants and threw them somewhere through the room. Now you were laying bare under him, only in your bra and panties. Your panties had the same shade of pink as your bra, Wooyoung’s favorite set of yours. “Ah, matching,” he slurred, smirking as he traced the outline of your pussy lips with the tip of his finger. He chuckled, pressing into the dark spot of arousal that stained your panties, pulling a desperate whine from you. The man lowered his face, breath fanning over your wet cunt, “My favorite.” With that, he ran the flat of his tongue over your clothed folds.

You gasped loudly, back hurting from the way it arched at the needed contact. One of your hands found its way into your lover’s hair, nails digging into his scalp. This encouraged him to press his face even harder into you, tongue swirling around your swollen nub. You felt him pull your panties to the side, and then the way his lips closed around your clit, a broken sob left your lips as he gently sucked it.

The obnoxious sounds of Wooyoung eating you out like a starved man had you dizzy and grasping for anything to keep you grounded. Your hands were squeezing the cushions under you so hard that your knuckles turned white. One of Wooyoung’s hands made its way to your cunt, his middle finger teasing your sopping hole as he was sucking your clit. This made your thighs shake in anticipation and when he started to push his finger into your warm walls, you sucked him in. Wooyoung pulled away, eyes locked on the way your walls had sucked him in so greedily. A deep groan rumbled from deep within his chest. He leaned over you, face just mere inches away from yours.

You could see your glistening arousal coating his lips and chin, a deep blush making it way onto your face and neck. You tried to slot your lips against his, but he was too far away, he noticed your intentions, though, and leaned down to meet your lips. He swallowed your moans, which got higher in pitch, when he added another finger, caressing your walls with come hither motions, massaging that spongey spot that fogged up your brain. You had to part from the kiss to gasp in the air you needed. “Wooyoungie—” you moaned his name, getting his full attention. “I’m gonna cum! ‘m gonna cum,” at this point you were a sobbing mess. Hands trying to grab anything as your thighs shook around Wooyoung’s forearm.

“Yeah?” Wooyoung was left breathless by the sight underneath him. Chest rising in rapid movements in tune with your breathing, sweat glistening under the dim light, breasts spilling over the edges of your bra. “Gonna cum for me?” all Wooyoung got in response was a high-pitched moan. He quickened his movements, fingertips continuously running over the spot that has you reeling for more. The shaking of your thighs intensified, and your breath left your lungs in dry sobs. “Come on, cum for me, angel.” This was the encouragement you needed to fall over the end, the tight knot coming undone. Your breathing was labored as Wooyoung helped you ride out your orgasm. He didn’t stop until you clawed at his hand, hands shaking from the overstimulation.

After you came down from your high, you looked up at him with half-lidded eyes, a dazed smile on your swollen and bruised lips. The loud squelch of your arousal when Wooyoung pulled his fingers out of you made you wince in embarrassment. “Open up,” and you did as told. Jaw going slack as you obeyed the demand of your lover, taking in his digits and sucking them clean. Not even for a second did you break the eye contact as your tongue swirled around the man’s fingers. “Fuck, angel, you make me want to ruin you,” he sighed, eyes filled with lust.

“Do it.”

Your words had him pulling down his jeans so fast, you couldn’t even process it. You gasped when he started teasing your entrance with his tip, his pre-cum mixing with your own cum. “You make me go insane,” he mumbled as he slowly entered your sopping cunt. The glide comfortable due to the leaking arousal and the way he prepared you not even five minutes ago. “Fuck, you are so warm,” he gasped breathlessly, head falling back. Finally, he bottomed out, hips gently rutting against yours. “Mmh— fuck,” Wooyoung is vocal, and talkative when he’s fucking you, and you enjoy every bit of it.

When he felt you bucking your hips, he started to gently pull out and push back inside. The way he was stroking your walls made you roll your eyes back into your skull. “Woo, faster, please.” Your plea made him smirk down at you as he repositioned himself, now towering above you.

“Never forgets her manners, sweet girl.” With that, he started to thrust faster, hips slapping against yours, bruising them by the sheer power he thrusts into you. Deep groans and grunts left his chest as he was enjoying the way your warm walls were hugging him and sucking him even deeper.

The longer he was fucking into you, the more his stomach tightened, abs concealed by the white band tee he had on. “I’m gonna cum,” you whined, one of your hands finding its place on your clit, rubbing it in circles. Wooyoung, though, slapped it away and started rubbing your swollen nub himself. He felt the way your walls were pulsing around him.

His moans rose in pitch until they were quiet whines of how he was going to cum. His thrusts got out of rhythm as you let out a drawn-out moan his name. “I’m cumming, Wooyoungie—”

The speed of his fingers sped up to pull the approaching orgasm out of you. And when you finally came undone, your walls squeeze and pulse around your lover. This was Wooyoung’s cue to let go and welcome his orgasm, eyes squeezed shut and face pressed into your warm neck. Ropes of cum painted your walls as he was still rutting into you, riding out his orgasm. His staggered breathing found a rhythm when he finally came down from his high, as he picked up his head from your shoulder and looked down at your heaving form.

“(Y/N),” he whispered softly, fingers tucking the strand of hair that had fallen in front of your face behind your ears. You slowly opened your eyes, just to be met with the most beautiful sight known to mankind. “There you are. Let’s get you cleaned up, huh?” The only response he got was a whine of protest and your arms pulling him down by the neck.

“Stay like this a bit more, okay?” Now, how could he say no? Wooyoung let himself rest on top of you, still tucked deep within your warm walls. He felt his heart swell with the way your fingers were gently running through his locks. “I’m tired.”

“(Y/N),” Wooyoung’s warning tone made you chuckle, the sound reverberating through your whole chest. “Don’t sleep on me now.”

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[ggoojjoo]

— this is a first that i wrote smth like this lmao so i’m sorry if i don’t meet your expectations @princeasimdiya12

— this is part of my bd drabble event so yeh. enjoy!

“mmph,” satoru grunted, wiggling his hands that were bound to the pockets of his dress pants. there was a drop of drool on the corner of his lips where the ball-gag was strapped. you wiped it away with a smirk on your face and then looped his black face-mask around his ears.

“you know, you’re pretty when you are so helpless,” you cooed as you fixed his jacket. “are you ready?”

you were walking down the street with satoru, your arm looped around one of his elbows. “let’s eat something, i’m starving,” you said, dragging him to the nearest street-food stand. “hello, one ramen, please!”

“one bowl of ramen, and for the gentleman?”

“no, he’s not hungry,” you smiled as you took the hot bowl of ramen and sat down to eat, occasionally lookinng up at satoru with a smirk as you slurped the soup. you paused when you saw a very familiar face. “ah, shoko, it’s so nice to see you here,” you said cheerfully, eyeing the soft blush that is rising on satoru’s cheeks. “i was just eatin, you want some?”

“no, thank you, but what about ‘toru? why aren’t you eating?” she asked, her brows furrowing when she didn’t get an answer. “are you okay, you also have this face-mask on?” she reached to tug at it, but satorh moved his head just in time, his shoulders tensing and face heating up.

“he’s a bit ill, i told him to stay home but he insisted to come with me,” you said, feigning concern.

“oh, then get well soon, i’m going, bye!”

when shoko left, you turned to satoru with a smirk, “you’ll be in for a reward tonight, ‘toru.”

[a1sh1teruu]

00:45 - nsfw! | minors dni!

pairing: jung wooyoung x reader

warnings: kinda mean-dom!wooyo, sub!reader, f!reader, slight overstimulation, degradation, reader cries out of pleasure, unprotected sex, penetrative sex

“shut the fuck up,” wooyoung growled against the back of his hand that was covering your mouth, continuing to fuck up into your wet cunt, pulling a dry sob out of you. your cunt was squelching with every move of wooyoung’s hips, embarrassing you. “do you hear that?” wooyoung asked, a sadistic smile painting his features as he saw the tears running down your hot cheeks. “do you hear your slutty pussy sucking me in?” he sounded so cocky, it made your head spin.

when you couldn’t answer due to his hand covering your mouth, he pulled his hand away, your drool clinging to his palm. as soon as his hand moved away from from your mouth, a high pitched moan left your swollen lips. you were a babbling mess as wooyoung kept thrusting into your cunt at a fast pace. hips feeling sore with the way wooyoung’s continuously were hitting against yours. “you didn’t answer me,” he reminded, the same hand as before gripping your jaw.

“mmh, fuck, i hear it. i- i hear it, wo-wooyongie.”

the nickname and your whiny voice made the man’s head spin, his free hand finding your clit, rubbing tight circles around the swollen nub. “fuck fuck fuck,” you gasped, back arching off the bed you were fucked into. “shit, wooyo, i’m gonna- i’m gonna cum,” your words were almost incoherent with the way you were a crying and sobbing mess. tears and sweat mixing together on your skin. wooyoung’s hips stuttered as he was also nearing his orgasm, jaw clenched tightly and thumb rubbing furiously at your clit. his hand, that was holding your face, was now holding onto your hip, keeping you in place. “i’m cumming, wooyougie!” you moaned loudly as your climax hit you. eyes rolling to the back of your head and thighs shaking around your lover’s hips.

wooyoung couldn’t hold himself back any longer as his own orgasm hit him. white spurts of cum coated your warm walls as they fluttered around his cock. he didn’t stop rubbing your clit until he heard your high pitched moans of overstimulation, still softly rutting against your hips. “mmh, fuck, (y/n),” he slurred as a dazed smile made its way onto his face. you grabbed his shoulders, pulling him down to lay on top of you. wooyoung laid soft kisses against your warm skin, large hands rubbing and kneading the flesh of your thighs.

“wooyo,” you whined into his shoulder, getting a soft hum in response. “want you to fuck me again,” you clenched around him to empathize your words.

wooyoung chuckled softly as his hips started to fuck into your wet cunt, your juices mixed together, making you even wetter than before. “your wish is my command.”

[a1sh1teruu]

22:06 - nsfw! | minors dni!

pairing: choi san x f!reader

warnings: penetrative sex, unprotected sex, "baby", "princess", "love", f!reader

"sani," his name left your swollen, bitten lips as he kept his steady pace, making you feel every inch of him inside you. his hands under your back, pressing your upper body to his chest while your legs are hooked around his hips. he felt your cunt clench around him as his thrust sped up. he moved his face to the crook of your neck, goosebumps rising across your skin, feeling his warm breath. "sani, i'm gonna-" you couldn't continue, thoughts turned to mush at the feeling of san's fingers rubbing your swollen nub.

"me too, baby. me too," he heaved against your neck. you let out a long, drawn-out moan as you felt san's thrusts get sloppier. your abdomen tightened, a burning pleasure starting to form. san lifted his head to look at your face, flushed, glistening with a thin layer of sweat. you looked fucked-out, just how san liked it. your eyes were squeezed shut as you felt the burning in your abdomen spread through your body. "open your eyes, love. i wanna see you." you opened your eyes as he requested, eyes meeting your lover's eyes. san's finger didn't stop circling your clit.

your mouth opened in a silent moan, still keeping eye-contact with san, not being able to look away. san's finger pressed harder into your clit, making you moan loudly. your climax dangerously close, and san knew that.

"come on, cum for me, princess. i've got you."

that was the last push you needed. no matter how much you wanted to look into your lover's eyes, they rolled into the back of your skull, head falling backward. san caught the back your head before it made contact with the pillow.

not soon after, san followed you, hips stilling as he pressed your hips harder into the mattress, cock twitching as his cum coated your walls.

coming down from your high, your legs fell limp on san's sides. you looked up at him, a dazed smile painted on your lips.

"i love you."

[a1sh1teruu]

seonghwa is the type to hold your legs down while eating you out

100% yes!

this man is a pussy addict. he will eat u out for his own pleasure. did u cum? too bad, he’s not done yet.

“hwa,” you whined, hands gripping the man’s pink hair, pushing his head away. he already pulled a second orgasm out of you just with his mouth, lips latched onto your swollen clit, sucking and licking all over it. “too much, please, it’s too much,” the way your chest was rapidly moving up and down spurred him on even more.

for a second, seonghwa pulled away from your pussy. “you’ve been so good to me. give me one more, yeah?” and with that he put his mouth on you again. he moved his tongue in such ways, you couldn’t keep your eyes open. it didn’t take long for your third orgasm to build up, breath hitching and moans picking up in pitch.

“seonghwa, i’m gonna– i’m cumming,” you cried, tears gathering at the corners of your eyes. seonghwa was licking all over your pussy, not wasting a single drop of your sweetness. even after you came down from tour high, he didn’t stop. “seonghwa, please,” you sobbed, pushing your legs against his shoulders to close them. but seonghwa was quick. both of his hands found your thighs, pushing them open, spreading them even more.

he seriously couldn’t get enough of you ☹️

[a1sh1teruu]

okay ATEEZ and haikyuu men my all time favourites omg-

as soon as you get home after a long day san gets all over you, making out, getting you riled up but has you squirming as soon as he makes you sit on his face-

iwaizumi would make you wrap your legs around his neck and overstimulates you non-stop after having a heated argument

i will do ateez on here and iwa is gonna be on my anime blog @/ggoojjoo :)

sani is just so desperate :(

he begged so much already for you to just sit on his face and enjoy yoursel as much as you wanted. you would try to return the favor by stroking him but his tongue had you fall slack against his torso until you were overstimulated and trying to squirm away from his mouth.

HAH good try HAHAHAHAH he won't let you :D