#I’m sorry but I almost always think of pegging him against a wall idk why

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PEG HEE WOULD BE SO FUCKING HOT

IT WOULD, his reactions would be so priceless too 🥺. maybe rubbing circles into his hips while his moans are steadily increasing in octave and general loudness. now I’m picturing a needy hee pushing his hips back 🥲.

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ok ok ok but what kinks do you think mingyu has 👀👀

okay so i’m gonna start answering the requests now like i didn’t disapear for one month :’) and omg i’m excited. I already said this before, I think mingyu is more of a sub than anything, but there are times. there are TIMES. when he doms it’s not too kinky, it’s more like carnal and (very fucking) rough sex in which he gets too impatient to be a good boy and grabs you by the hips, takes what he wants and just completely destroys you,, ANYWAYS, you can read more of my thoughts here. Y’all better sit down and buckle up cuz I have A LOT to say about this man (especially with how fucking much I miss him).

Praise Kink — I HAD to start with this one. I think you can all agree with me how much Mingyu loves being praised. There is actually a video of him getting red all over and whining because he got too happy when he was praised by the other members and IT’S JUST SO CUTE. Mingyu would downright meowl every time you told him how much of a good boy he is and how he’s perfect, so pretty just for me. But I also think he would love to praise you too, wants you to know you’re everything he’ll ever need.

Pet names — Idk if this is considered a kink, but please, he gives me such vibes of being into the pet names puppy or pup. We all know he’s considered the puppy of Seventeen, so I think it suits him and his personality a lot, especially because I think he would be so horny and desperate when it comes to sex. Calling him baby boy, angel, sweetheart, he would love it so much. Although he would love to call you by cute names too, and I think his favorites would be princess, prince and my baby.

Degradation — HEAR ME OUT, I absolutely think he would love being degraded. I just,, I can’t even begin to explain how much I think he would enjoy that. Mingyu is just so dirty, he would go all red when you tell him how he’s the filthiest little slut or are you that desperate for me you can’t even stay still? while he humps his cock on the pillow, too needy to wait for your touches. He could even cum just from such kind of words, in all honesty I think this is one of his major kinks ever, not just the verbal aspect of it but also the physical part too. 

Begging — Oh, yes. YES. Mingyu is all about begging. No matter how many times I think about it, I can absolutely hear his throaty and whiny voice saying please, please, please, let me cum, I have been so good, and he sometimes doesn’t even have to have a purpose or an incentive to do it, he just mumbles it without thinking like it’s the only word he remembers. It would come with the fact that he’s too horny for his own good, seriously, y’all don’t understand how much horny energy I feel this man exhuding.

Exhibitionism — We been knew how much he likes being watched. He may be shy about it, but I guess it can be related with his love for compliments. Although Mingyu would not only like people watching him, but also you as well. The way you move your body on top of him as you ride his dick, or the way he would put a hand on your lower back and make you arch impossibly more just so he could drill into you harder; the contrary of how he would cry and beg later when you edge him and tell him how much of a needy slut he is, being this desperate just because people are watching. ALSO ummm,, I try hard not to talk about other members here but, can I just say that I think him and Wonwoo are so much into watch each other fuck people. God, I even wrote like 18K words of porn of this particular thought. You can read it here.

Breeding Kink — Does this even need explanation? Mingyu would feel an almost animalistic need of putting as much cum inside you as he can. This would do as much as make him feral about it, when he has a stressing day or just because he wants to see his seed dripping out of your hole; no matter what compells him, it would get him aroused to the point where he wouldn’t even be able to wait until both of you get to the room, would rip and thorn both of your clothes off, put you on your knees and make you suck him off until he cums all over your face, just so he could fuck you against the wall afterwards. Which brings me to the next kink:

Strength/Size Kink — Well, is it possible to have a strength and size kink with yourself? Because he does. Mingyu would love to manhandle you around the place, fuck you against every surface of the house, especially if he gets to hold you up as your back is pressed somewhere. Not only that, but I also think it would be due to the movement of his hips. Or better yet; what comes after it. The way your ass and the back of your thighs would get red with how hard he’s thrusting into you, won’t be satisfied until you’re drooling because of his cock and simping for his muscles, bulging over the effort of fucking you. And I just know, I KNOW he would have a dirty mouth about it, would make questions like yeah? You like how strong I am? All this time on the gym gotta pay for something or falling appart on my big cock like you were made to, hm?. Fuck why am I like this. I LITERALLY BRING PAIN TO MYSELF.

Bondage — I think I’m writing too much so I hope y’all keep up with my horny ass, because I can’t stop until I say everything I want to say about him,, so, about this, Mingyu would love to tie someone up as much as he would love to be tied up... Okay, maybe I think he would love to be tied up more than tying someone up, if I’m being completely honest. He just gives this kind of vibes, maybe even as punishment for misbehaving, since he would sometimes be too desperate to wait like a good boy, and he knows you end up letting him take what he wants just because you would tie him up later and make him “regret” (the little shit would never regret anything, and neither would you).

Overstimulation/Edging — Oh, fucking definitely. I have this very vivid image of Mingyu sitting on a chair, hands tied up behind the chair back, legs spread and completely falling appart as you jerk him off. Flick your wrist faster and faster, just to get him on the edge and let go when he’s just there. Then, make that again and again and again, until he’s crying and begging for you to let him cum, and when you finally do, you only keep going, grip unforgiving. Watching his labbored breath of relief turn into little meowls, hips jerking away or closer, none of you are quite sure, but he wants it, saying don’t stop more like a moan than actual intelligible word.

Pegging/Anal Sex — Mingyu would be so shy about it at first. He would come to you, mumbling words you struggle to understand and cheeks burning red, until he manages to get out he wants you to fuck him. But oh lord, when he tries it out he would go absolutely insane. I really think he would be into it, into you rocking your hips and nudging your cock (plastic or not) against his prostate. Just imagine him with a dark blush all the way down to his chest, little whines and meowls that sounds too high and sweet for his own ears, body writhin all over the bed and fists clenching the mattress as his back arches. So damn cute and hot at the same time :( he just wants to be taken care of sometimes, being able to just lay down and have someone fucking him to oblivion.

Power Play — More like fighting for power to be honest. He really enjoys subbing, but when he does it he wants you to put him on his place, because Mingyu is irrevocably and completely a brat. He would tease you to the point where it drives you insane, just so you could snap at him and take what you want, as much as he loves when you do the same to him.

Spanking — Hmmm Mingyu and spanking. And he would do it hard. Full on open fingers going down on your ass until he leaves his handprint. To be honest, I totally think he’s the kind of boyfriend who would be possessive, wants his marks all over you neck and body, however, oh however, I also think he really really reeeeeally love when you do it to him. Everything, from the crescent shaped marks on his back, to the bite on his shoulder you accidentaly gave him when he was fucking you on missionary position, to the mark of your fingers on his cheek when you slap him for being a brat. Okay I kind of lost myself in the kink but yes. Mingyu and spanking.

Double Penetration — HOLY SHIT please tell me you agree with me. Like, fuck, there’s this evil side of him who wants to see you being speared open in more than one cock, wants to see you fucked into another dimension and reduced to an incoherent drooling mess, and it’s just so dirty of him, usually possessive and guarded, to let someone else get their hands on you just so he could watch you fall apart with two cocks. Or even him alone with a dildo, what it matters is to have two things inside you absolutely wrecking you. Or him. Oh shit why did I have to say that cuz now the image of him being double penetrated won’t ever leave my mind IT IS BURNED BEHIND MY EYELIDS FOREVER. Bye.

Choking — You damn right I think about his hands on my neck all the time. They look so big, and I’m sure it’s also something of his size kink, seeing his huge hands wrapped around your throat would make something ugly, something hot burn in the pit of his stomach. You doing it to him too, especially when he’s tied up, only being able to take what you’re willing to give him.

and that’s that! sorry (?) for writting too much, this always happens when I stay too much time without writting any filth,,, last time that happened, I speant two years without any smut so then I wrote 18K words of porn in two days (no, I didn’t sleep) AND I DON’T EVEN REMEMBER WRITTING HALF OF IT??? and the time before that, I simply wrote 12K words. what is wrong with me. anyways!! hope you liked it, tell me what you think and your opinions too!!

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56 + Jalec, please? :)

Jalec (shadowhunters)  +  56. “It’s so good to see your face.”   

Canon Universe, set before the show’s/book’s canon.

~1,890 words

A/N: hello sweetie!!! first of all this one took me a bit longer just because i wasn’t home to finish it because i was writing this thing i was on fire in my seat ksjdfgkjgnkrkj idk it got away from me a little, but i had toooooooons of fun and i sure hope you enjoy it! thank you so much for this, i missed writing jalec, damn

as always this is pretty much not proof read im very very sorry for the weird mistakes

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The hilts of the seraph blades Jace is holding feel warm in his hands. He’s been gripping them for quite some time, and even though his runes are all in perfectly working order he still feels unsure as he looks around and doesn’t take him long to figure out he’s severely outnumbered.

Perhaps, a tiny voice in the back of his mind quietly provides, he should’ve waited a little longer for backup. He scowls, takes a big breath in and refuses to acknowledge that because he’s got this. 

So he moves.

The way he moves is instinctive, slashing and stabbing, kicking and pushing at the lesser demons on his path, his body almost moving in autopilot as he blocks and counters attacks.

The narrow way of this tunnels under the city where these demons have been hiding works in his advantage, but still, he is very much outnumbered and next thing he knows he’s stepping back to where the tunnels get wider, intertwine with a perpendicular one in that clearing, and Jace is a lot more exposed. 

Fuck, he thinks as he steps back, takes a minute to access his surroundings, just like every demon seems to be, looking at him and observing trying to figure out his next move. 

Jace is a good soldier, he’s the fucking best they’ve got, in fact, but the problem here is that he’s just one. There’s no way he can cover all angles in a place like this, and okay, he needs to be realistic just about now and start thinking of a way to get out of this because, if he keeps just fighting, there’s no way he’s getting out of this in one piece.

But then, with impeccable timing, he feels, more than he sees the presence of his parabatai.

“Jace!” Alec calls out as him and another five shadowhunters spill from the tunnels that converge into the clearing Jace is backed against, and just like that, everything is set into motion again.

With a swing of his seraph blade that lands straight into the shoulder of the demon running into him, Jace can’t help but laugh, feeling the adrenaline spike all over again, “It’s so good to see your face,” he says as Alec gets close enough.

Even with the erratic movements of the fight, Jace can see the annoyed frown on Alec’s face.

“You’re a fucking idiot, did you know that?!” Alec says, stopping a moment to accusingly pointing his dirty seraph blade at Jace for good measure, “an absolute fucking idiot, didn’t I tell you to wait?” 

The smile stays on Jace’s face, a sort of euphoric relieved one (although he’ll never admit it to Alec) as he swings his blade around, moves to Alec’s side on instinct and they start fighting together. “Well, yeah, but-”

“No buts!” Alec yells, as he takes out one of the demons rather violently. Jace spares a glance and his eyebrows go up in his forehead in a mix of amusement and admiration. There’s a pause and Alec turns around to face Jace for a moment. “You keep getting yourself into deep shit and it’s my job to dig you out of it and you honestly test my fucking patience, you just needed to wait.” 

They both start moving at the same time again, swirling around each other with the effortless ease that comes from knowing each other’s moves and fighting styles so well, covering every angle. When Jace comes up in front of Alec again, protecting Alec’s exposed flank and taking out the demon that swung at him, he takes a second to look at Alec, who’s looking back, pouts giving him the most ridiculous face and says “sorry.”

Alec groans, rolls his eyes and shakes his head, moving once again to stride towards the last demons near him, “I swear I hate you,” Alec says, but there’s no heat in it.

With a smirk, Jace follows his movements, knowing Alec’s approach like it was his own, and they both finish off the last two demons. “No you don’t,” Jace says, breathing worked up from all the fighting.

In resigned silence, Alec gives him a pointed look then turns away to inspect his weapon, instructs their colleagues to have one last look around the tunnels before they leave first. As everyone starts dispersing in groups down the tunnels, Jace turns as well, ready to follow.

“I’ll give a hand-,” he starts, but Alec interrupts him.

“You are not leaving my sight any time soon,” he says in that authoritative tone he makes work so well as he finishes wiping his seraph blade and puts it away. They both stare at each other for a while in silence, the tension building between them.

A small teasing smirk spreads across Jace’s face, “you’re so hot when you’re angry,” he says, voice dropping lower, still loud enough to echo in the walls on the clearing.

Jolted, Alec’s mouth falls open and his first reaction is to look around, see if anyone heard him, before he faces him again - something flips in Alec’s eyes, and Jace can’t bite off his own smirk.

“Jace, what the hell,” Alec says, voice low, frowning at him as he lowers his face, almost like a warning.

And fuck, honestly, it eggs Jace on.

“It’s true,” Jace shrugs, a clear mischievous smile spreading on his mouth, despite the fake show of innocence he tries to convey with the word. He can see the tension on Alec’s jaw as he adjusts his weapons, throws warning look at Jace and tell him to “shut up,” before turning around to start walking away, towards the tunnel from which they entered.

But if there’s one thing that Jace is, besides a bit of a little shit, that is stubborn. 

“It gets me worked up, I swear,” he says, following Alec, who’s still walking away in bit, strong steps, almost stomping like he’s making a point of walking away. Jace knows him well enough to know that that is exactly what he’s aiming for. He adds, “maybe that’s why i do it,” in a low tone that comes out as husky as he intended it too.

Jace knows he’s playing with fire when Alec abruptly turns around, not that far from Jace and says, with a finger pointed at him and an almost dangerous expression on his face, like he’s about to burst.

“I’m going to punch you in the face,” Alec warns, only half not meaning it. 

It does absolutely nothing to stop Jace.

“Fuck,” he drawls out, “even that works for me,” Jace teases in an exaggerated whine that snaps whatever control Alec was exerting on himself.

Jace almost laughs as he feels his parabatai grab him by the collars of his leather jacket, turn him around in swift movement and backing him up against one of the brick walls, hand falling on Jace’s neck automatically squeezing at the sides, making Jace’s mouth fall open in a gasp around the smile on his face, head tilted back against the wall, eyes fluttering before fixing back on Alec.

“Not only do you fuck up my mission,” Alec speaks through gritted teeth close enough that he’s speaking right into Jace’s ear, but not too close that he can’t keep eye contact. He squeezes around Jace’s neck a little bit harder for a moment, “you’re also being a brat about it?”

And this, this right here is exactly what Jace wanted.

The absolute rush that invades his body with Alec’s words makes him hum as he keeps the eye contact. He wasn’t lying - angry authoritative Alec really does things to him. It’s so easy to forget where they are sometimes, and the peak of adrenaline that comes after a fight does not help in the slightest, if the tightness of Jace’s trousers already are anything to go by.

He tilts his head back, brings his chin up in a small act of defiance and keeps looking straight into Alec’s eyes as he bites on his lip.

“What do you think you’re doing, uhn?” Alec says, still tense, quickly glances down the tunnels. He turns Jace’s head just slightly with the hand still on his neck, brings his own face even closer to Jace’s until his nose is bumping against his cheekbone.

“Do I need to fuck some sense into you?” Alec’s voice comes out low, tense, and Jace feels it going straight to his dick, feels his stomach flip and his heart fasten. His breathing gets worked up a little, and he doesn’t say anything, closes his eyes instead.

Shit. 

“Do I need to take you down a peg, put you back in your place, uhn? Is that what you need me to do?” The hand around Jace’s neck squeezes for a second, “How dare you tease me like that, is this your idea of “keeping it a secret”?”

With his eyes fluttering open, Jace smirks, something in him pulling him to rile Alec up even further and he’s not thinking properly when he says “I never said I wanted to keep it a secret, did I?”

He barely registers when Alec turns him around, feels the hard cool bricks of the wall against his cheek instead when he meets it and once again, that rush of adrenaline only intensified as he feels Alec’s body fall right into place behind him, flush against him.

“Are you gonna do it here? Uhn? Right now?” Jace breathes, trying to look over his shoulder and feeling absolutely drunk on the arousal that takes over him.

Every single fucking time he’s with Alec, the excitement never fades one bit.

Alec grabs at his hair instead, forces his head back. Jace feels the hardness of Alec’s cock push against his ass, even through all their clothing, feels the way Alec rubs against him for a second.

Jace closes his eyes again, brain completely blissed out, trying to control his breathing with very little success, and then Alec moves so his mouth is next to Jace’s ear again.

“No.” He whispers.

Jace opens his eyes.

“You don’t get to ruin my mission, act like a bratty little bitch, tease me and still get what you want.” 

It’s like a bucket of cold water being dumped over Jace. He whines, all shame gone out of the window, when Alec gets go of him and steps back. His hand braces the wall as he starts turning around, eyebrows pulled up. “Alec,” he calls pleading.

Once again, Alec’s hand comes to Jace’s neck and pushes him back first into the wall this time. He brings his chin up, looks down at Jace, “pull yourself together.” Alec tells him, soft, barely above a whisper.

Footsteps start being heard coming back from the tunnels.

“I’ll consider dealing with you once we’re home,” Alec whispers, before his hand loosens up, and he steps closer to peck Jace on the lips, once, a ghostly soft touch that makes Jace groan in frustration, before he pulls back.

He needs to close his eyes for a second to control his breathing.

On the way home, he thinks of all the possible ways he could get Alec to give him what he wants.

Jace is willing to try them all if he has to.

If there’s one thing that Jace is, besides a bit of a little shit, that is stubborn.