#heuning kai smut

[luvyeni]

—｛🎂｝SEXTING; W/ TUBATU (TEXT MESSAGES)

pairings. OT5!tubatu x fem!reader

warnings. sexting, degradation

authors note. taehyuns shocked me the most and i wrote it.😳

—｛🍰｝... SOOBIN ! ⋮

—｛🍰｝... YEONJUN ! ⋮

—｛🍰｝... BEOMGYU ! ⋮

—｛🍰｝... TAEHYUN ! ⋮

—｛🍰｝... HEUNING KAI ! ⋮

©️LUVYENI

[darkestescapes]

Devil By The Window

Synopsis: Kai just wants to fuck Yeonjun's girl. And she's okay with that.

Pairing: Yandere! Yeonjun x Innocent! Fem! Reader x Yandere! Heuning Kai.

Warnings: 21+. Smut. Lowkey non-con. Consensual videography during sex. Non-consensual sharing of said video. Size kink. Missionary. Voyeurism. Oral (F receiving). Kai is an impatient bb. Unprotected sex. Implied creampie. Jerking off.

There's just something about Yan! Kai being so in love with Yan! Yeonjun's girlfriend that he becomes a literal puppy around her, following her around like she's a siren made just for him.

God knows Yeonjun hates sharing, but seeing Kai like this around his girl makes him wonder what do you think of Kai, would you let Kai do whatever he wants to you if given the option?

You have to admit though, Kai is a very handsome man with broad shoulders and that charm that makes blood rush to your heat when he doesn't even try. Yes he acts all sweet and cute but fuck even you know there's a devil in him and it's so obvious he wants to fuck you at least once.

So when Yeonjun brought up the idea of recording you for fun and as a souvenir for when you're away, you agreed. Anything for Junnie right?

Imagine how shocked Kai is to find out that Yeonjun has sent him a video, and not just any video, a video of you being fucked so good your back is arching, you're gripping the sheets apart, your boobs are bouncing with every thrust and you're moaning so loudly Kai almost came in his pants. He's not even done watching the video when a notification pops up. A text from Yeonjun asking if he wants to experience this first hand.

And now imagine Kai's shock when he hears a knock on his door, both you and Yeonjun enter his room. Yeonjun is smirking and you're just so confused as to why Junnie brought you here with just a sweater and nothing beneath.

Yeonjun motions Kai to take over and do whatever he wants with just his fingers. Kai gulps and walks to you, his tall frame towering you. He tilts your head up and kisses your lips sweetly. He says that he won't be this sweet with you in the coming few hours.

Yeonjun finds a comfortable spot with a good view by the window to watch how Kai fucks his girl.

Kai lifts your up and places you on the edge of the bed. He kneels down and fuck he can smell how wet you are. Were you always this wet? Or is it him being so much bigger than you that's making you curious down to your core. He kisses both your knees and starts to kiss higher and higher till the hem of your sweater. He pushes you on your back, you gasp when your sweater exposes your heat to the air and to Kai, but Kai is just looking at your pussy like a deer in headlights.

He nudges your legs apart and touches his nose to your clit and smelling your scent. Fuck he could get so drunk on you. Placing you legs on his shoulders he wastes no time and starts to eat you out like he's waited an eternity to.

Once he's had enough of your taste he gets up and quickly undress himself and helps you out of your sweater as well. Yeonjun just chuckles at his impatience.

Kai lays you comfortably on his bed and rubs the tip of his cock along your folds and teases your hole by nudging his head in a few times. When you whine and plead him with your eyes, man's a goner.

Both of you moan out loud when he enters you. His cock stretching you, rubbing your walls so good your eyes roll back, your back arches from the bed and touches Kai's chest. He connects his lips to your and swallows your gasps and crys and starts fucking you with deep and impactful thrusts.

He feels so good you cant help but tear up. You grab his neck and and pull him close and start to rock your hips along with his. You turn your head to look at Yeonjun and gasp at a particular hard thrust while looking at him. Yeonjun has his cock out, his biting his lip and getting himself off to you being fucked by Kai. Your hand travels up to Kai's hair and you pull at it while moaning for him in his ear.

Kai swears and brings his fingers to rub your clit. He says your the best pussy he's ever had and you're even better than he'd imagined you'd be. You scream and claw at Kai's shoulders, legs wrapping around his waist as your cum for the first time.

Your orgasm triggers Kai's and he cums in your hole. He fucks you a few more times till you're pushing him away weakly. Yeonjun also cums watching you helplessly try to move Kai away from your body.

Neither of them let you sleep that night, taking turns to fill your sensitive hole.

[shutupheathersorryheatherr]

"I think youre like, super duper cool-- a morning with Kai”

Summery: a snippet in time for the two of you, though something like this happens too often to count. A soft and fluffy but fortifying morning with him to remember that all started with him fiddling with the straps and hems of your shirt… speaking of night clothes… there might be a surprise for him waiting underneath

A/N: um so this was supposed to have been out like an eternity ago but life has really been killing me lately so I apologize. Writing is good though and I really love it. I say this every time I post a fic but I’m not sure how good this is :( I originally wanted kai to eat out the reader in this fix but alas, I did not get to it

Warngingz/info: kissing, morning sex, unestablished relationship, like you can take it however you want in this, fingering, hanjob, reacher is gn! other than having a vagina, reader kisses Kai’s freckles/moles, Kai is pussy drunk? idk maybe he is in this, kai asks you to put just the tip in, kai loves the readers tummy thats pretty evident in this fic, spelling mistakes I'll get to them eventually.... think thats it but (it just autocorrected me to 'nut'....) I think thats it! please feel free to let me know if there's anything else!

~this is simply a piece of fiction. My imagination onto “paper.” This is in no way is mean to be taken as an actual and real representation of anyone.~

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The sun hits the front of your lidded eyes, burning them, but wanting, and now apparently waking you up at the same time. Kai shifts behind you, little puffs of breathing out tickling your neck. You finally open your eyes to look where at the state of the man currently latched onto your back. You feel him fiddling with the straps of your tank top absentmindedly, fingers ever so often brushing against your newly exposed skin.

Your desire to nod back off quickly fades when he takes a long breath-- something he always does when he wakes. Now, too excited to ask him in a moment if he's had any dreams, your sleepiness fades into just being calm with him. He circles his arms around your tummy, the pads of his soft and nearly hot with blush and toasty from just returned to the land of the living. it was weird... but something he always took notice of; the way all of his best sleeps were always with you. it wasn't like he couldn't sleep on his own, but when he did he woke up feeling as tired as he was when he laid down, or like they just didnt hit the same way as when he was with you

like he was now, with one of his arms falling asleep with you laying on top of it. but really, he wouldn't want it any other way. You put your hands over his, grasping them tightly almost in an awkward handshake. "So no good morning? no hi, how are you? just trying to brake my hand I see." His voice is groggy, raspy, coming from the back of his throat. You chuckle, and he feels like the sleep instantly is gone from his eyes.

"I was obviously helping you!" You protest, "I was giving feeling back into your arms."

"Why both of my arms then, huh?" his voice lowers, getting suspicious. "I have to show love to each of them." "By breaking them...?" You can feel his eyebrow raise. "mmhm." you say definitely. "Oh, very nice of you then." he snickers

He kneads your tummy gently. the soft skin on his making the both of you break a smile. Only for a moment though, until you feel coolness envelope you instead of warmth as before. Cause now he's getting up, blanket wrapped around his entire body and running to the other side of the bed. he flops down next to you, facing you and making the blanket billow around him like a cape. Now youre both engulfed in it. light from the curtains casting a glow on each of your faces through the blanket. "What? You were pushing me off the bed." You inch closer to him. "Oh, so it was that then, not you wanting to cuddle with me?" he nuzzles his face not your neck, hands already traveling to their rightful place where your hips and waist/ tummy meet. big hands warm you as he speaks into your neck: "mmhm, yeah that, and.... " he draws out the article, though you know what and was going to say and he does "I wanted to see you."

"reasonable." you smile.

"Really?" his smirk is coming through his lips, teeth, and mouth and his voice drips with it. And right now, youre not sure how to deal with it as youre drawn closer and closer to him like a magnetic pull is the only thing that's controlling you. Once youre close enough to feel each others rapid heart beats and close enough where if you just inched in... just a little bit, your lips would be on his neck and you could feel his pulse. you finally speak, "yeah, of course you did. I don't know if youve noticed but im like, pretty amazing." his tongue darts out to lick his lips and smiles. he starts rubbing at your skin again. well, more like brushing it, making you suppress some sort of laugh because its starting to tickle but still.

"Ive noticed, though!" he protests, face still in your neck, voice gentle because of your proximity. "am I that predictable?" you shake your head yes. (he does this almost every morning that you two wake up like this.)

"Im not accusing you--" "yeah yeah, I know but" he straightens his back, looking at you in the eyes now. "what if I happen to think that youre like... super duper cool?" a wide smile creeps onto his face, his eyes crinkling and his cheeks swell as he says the last few words. he draws in a short breath and continues: "and nice, and beautiful, and wonderful. and a whole lotta other things I know anyone who spends a bunch of time with you and who you know..." he cocks his head from side to side, thinking about how he was going to word what he wanted to convey. "...know about you, but I don't really know how to express right now."

You laugh with him. something similar to thing happens a lot between the two of you-- him wanting, no, needing to tell you how he knows how amazing you are, but either not being able to express himself or tripping over his own words. you barely ever paid any mind to it, though. and not in a "its the thought that counts" type of way, either. you might've not fully understood what he was trying to say, but the way he gazed into your eyes, brightness filling them, then looks away, then back at you, rose pigment in his face now.... god, did that tell you all you needed to know.

"hm," you hum, "I think youre supper duper cool too." he raises his head to place a quick peck on your lips. you would've kissed him back if he'd just give you a second. A moment of silence later and it leads to him pressing, almost poking his nose against your previously cold but now warm with the heat crawling into your face and he doubles down on his statement. "Im serious though--" you chuckle even though you can hear the weight in his tone. "So am I." and youre just as serious as him. you mouth a thank you nonetheless. "I-I'm serious though, I don't think anyone in their right mind could miss how amazing you are."

Two things, about this interaction: one,) you can joke about it all you want but, he thinks, you really are perfect. and two) no matter what he says about it, you really do think its cute how he's stumbling over his words. "Glad we're on the same page."

All the while you two have been talking, his hands are moving mere fractions of an inch up and down, up and down, down and-- now hes rubbing almost tickling circles right next to your navel. each stroke of your torso getting longer and longer. you fiddle with the waistband of his boxers until he goes far down enough to notice youre not wearing any underwear. the schooled look on his face makes you laugh as you both emerge from the little makeshift blanket fort you two have stretched over the beautiful expanse of his shoulders.

"oh, im sorry." he bites the inside of his cheek nervously and gulps, raises his hands off you. "what'r you sorry for? I thought you wanted to..." you move his hand back to where it was on the top of your ass. "touch me here?" "well I did-- I do." he corrects himself, but he keeps on rambling. "I just wasn't expecting-- and I dunno if you wanted to since-- oh, what?" He suddenly breaks a smile, his nervousness fading away when he sees you silently chuckling at him. "thisis making your brain short circuit is see. hm, I should let you know when im sleeping without them more often, don't you think?" his eyes go wide again. "you mean you do this frequently and I just don't know?" he leans back a little, eyes darting around, seemingly genuinely pondering this.

Your hands hover over his chest, warmth radiating off you onto his skin. he gently squeezes your ass and your back stiffens, chill going up your spine. "I can't find the words so" he draws out the last word, trailing off, "can I?" he dips his eyes to where the hem of your oversized T-shirt, (already bunched up in the back from him kneading your ass,) hits your upper thighs.

He drags the fabric up and you have half a mind to tell him to get on with it already. and what feels like forever later, hes dipping his thump into his mouth, wetting it with his salivating tongue. then he brings it down to your clit. he starts rubbing at it, warm air surrounding the small bud because of how deep you are under the covers. An electric shock runs up and back down your spine at the contact he makes with now two of his fingers pressing right were youre aching for him. "oh--" you cut your own self off knowing that what;; come our of you will only be incoherent mess.

You can't see what hes doing, he can't either and although that worrying him a little bit its making the experience that much more heightened for the both of you. this way, you can stare lovingly into his eyes and see the little movements his mouth makes, slightly opening here and there, when he gains a beautiful reaction out of you or he gets a little overwhelmed at the feeling of your warm and wet pussy on his fingers. and this way he can focus on all the sounds you make, wishing to bottle up the sound and get drunk on all your moans and hisses of pleasure.

You might not be able to see, but fuck, you sure can hear and feel. as he switches from rubbing at your clit and dripping hole to finger fucking you at that pace that drives you insane, the lewd sounds youre making together is fucking perfect--- music to your ears, even. its wet and mess, hes sloppy and almost desperate for the sighs of pleasure you make, or for that look in your eyes that lets him know youre about to be in the throws of ecstasy around his fingers... cumming for him. all for him. and all because of him. the groans aloud at the thought-- him being the(only) one making you feel this good, him brining you to your high so damn well. and he knows its selfish but a part of him wants to make you cum so good and so often that youre ruined for anyone else. so that the only fingers besides your own that you know could make you feel this good are his. the only tongue good enough for you? his.

it was like his cock and your cunt were made for each other... and that made him shiver in pleasure at the thought. you didnt miss the way he was like this, though. the way his pupils dilated and his jaw clenched at times like these were a tell tale sign.

Hes sloppy with his movements a bit but has just how you two like it. so wonderful he swears that if he could, he'd encapsulate the sounds and feelings that come from this and you and stuff himself full with it to delirium everyday. And if you could, you’d surely do the same. Especially with his grunts and whimpers. God you loved those.

His fingers were already fucking so deep inside you, like you could feel his fingers curl, almost, it feels like in your fucking guts. then, you think, imagine how otherworldly his rock hard cock would be. You can feel him grazing it up and down your thigh, trying not to make it too obvious but grinding his hard on into your plush skin none the les. He occasionally bumps into his own arm the more time goes on and the more desperate he’s getting with his movements. You bring the thigh he’s doing this to up a little further as he thrusts his fingers in and out of your pussy, you’re slick forming a thick ring around the base of his fingers, dripping deliciously onto his hand.

he breathes out a grunt, barely audible to either of you. And that’s when you couldn’t take it anymore. You tug at the waist and of his boxers, his warm abdomen on your knuckles. You look up at him and before you can get the words out he’s already begging “yeah— you can. Please—“ his words come out choppy, up and down in volume but you don't care. You slip them down, too wrapped up in him touching you and you about to touch him that you don’t get them any further than his thighs. The same thighs you have dreams about— dragging yourself on them till you cum with his big hands digging into your hips, sucking hickies on them as he lets out little sighs and as his hands don’t know where to go, the list goes on.

All you wanted was him a close to you as humanly possible, with your hand gripping the full weight of him and your thumb rubbing over, almost teasing his sensitive, leaking tip. You use your spit that's mixing with his precum to let you slide up and down the length of him. He rocks into your hand, same as you to his, trying to find release. And you start to get annoyed even though at this point hes flattened out his hand, your juices oozing out onto it as his palm rubs circles onto your clit.

His fingers are starting to go slower, and deeper if that was humanly possible. but thats not why you were getting annoyed-- kai, even with how he prettily threw his head back with an open mouth in pleasure and then forward again, grunting almost into your collarbone, the rest of him wasn't staying still. he was wriggling and writhing, uncoordinated thrusts into your hand and his have breathing make you lean in for a kiss and surprisingly your teeth don't clang together.

hes still moving around too much and you realize it'd be nearly impossible to get him to cum like this. So you bring you hand off him, ignoring, just for a moment, his whines in protest, chasing after your palm like how you just chased after his lips. You gently snap the elastic waistband against his abdomen as a reminder to calm down-- to get him focused again

At this point, the two of you are halfway sitting up and halfway laying down. Not the most comfortable position but you barely care as you can feel the beautiful pit in your stomach growing and he brings you closer to sweet relief. your mouth goes agape as he rubs you a little faster. You clench around his fingers and all he can think about is how tight you'd feel around him, creaming on his cock. Youre no better, though. with your thoughts of how big you'd know he'd be inside you, because lets be honest here, its not the laying on your side facing him thats making it hard to pump his dick.

You run your thumb along the vein on the underside of his cock and his legs still then quake. Your back arches into his touch. it's all getting too much for you-- you and him pleasuring the other with your hands at the same pace. and as your eyes flutter close because fuck, that face hes making is gonna make you cum if you keep on staring at it, you can feel it. almost like hes fucking into you for real; doesn't help that hes so close to your thighs either.

"I wan' you to cum for me. I love to hear you and feel you and--"

maybe hes rambling, but its cute none the less and that makes you regain full feeling and conciseness, now being able to will your hand to glide over his slippery cock faster, You feel yourself being tipped over the edge.

Your toes curl, his heart rate jumps as you let go of his dick, brining your hand to his wrist to hold him right where you need him. you couldn't focus on anything else at the moment, you felt like he was bringing your body to heaven-- like you were fucking ascending. His lips were on yours in a flash, kissing you like it was his last as you continue humping his palm to ease through your orgasm.

You cum with a muffled curse into his chest as you fall perfectly into him. you really are made for each other, huh?

"God, you look so beautiful when you cum. your face is buried in his collarbone and your hands-- they're gonna be the death of him tonight, hes sure of it. one's rubbing slow petel-in-the-breeze-soft circles on in wrist, and the other is over his heartbeat on his chest. it wasn't anything even that sexual if his dick wasn't out and his fingers weren't soiled with your cum.

you sink yourself deeper into his neck and chuckle. "Im guessing so beautiful that you dont even notice how I dropped your dick?" you blink at him, your lashes tickling his sensitive skin.

He can't even respond before youre kissing the mole on his neck, sucking a small mark there as he lets out little "ah-ah~" next to your ear, before moving up to the one on his jaw... then the one on the other side... then the next, and then next all while watching the little red mark on his neck fade until finally youre at the beginning of his chest. and now your hand his back on him and he feels like hes gonna actually die.

how did he deal with this before? maybe its the way the sheets smell all fresh and comforting, or the way his eyes are still drowsy with sleep and the perfect golden hour light hitting and warming the room just right, or maybe the way you were just around his fingers a moment ago... but whatever it was, he felt his release rapidly approaching.

You kiss him to swallow up the sounds hes making, knowing how his tip bumping against you, nearly tapping your pussy but catching your thighs, wet with your own cum and dampened with sweat is getting to be too much for him just as it was like for you a bit ago. he craved this maybe a little bit too much; your bodies melting together, becoming one. and he really can't hold it in anymore.

"I need-- just the tip, ok? I need to feel you around me. jus' the tip, thats all" his voice comes out with labored breathing and thats all you need to hear, sliding his tip in between your dripping folds. your hand stroking what you can't fit and dipping his head in and out of your hole. not much, just enough to get him addicted to the feeling. at this point hes doing most of the work for you; moving so that his cock slides up and down your cunt, and youre revealing in it as much as you are. with him smoothing over and rubbing your clit, giving you the satisfaction of some much needed friction and the beautiful full feeling of his cock-- even just a little bit is driving you crazy. and the overwhelming want to shove all of him into you, stuffing you full on him? otherworldly. making you have to physically stop yourself from fulfilling your want, no, need, to have him fully inside.

and the way your teeth poke out of your mouth as it opens in pleasure? he feels like hes basking, wishing to drown himself in your pussy. he kisses you urgently, like fire surges through him, pouring himself and his emotions out for you, spilling himself all over your hand as your slow down your strokes, dick throbbing in your hand. your pussy convulsing around noting as he comes down from his high.

The both of your breathing slows, his whines and grunts of pleasure turn into a smile as he looks into your eyes. he reaches over to the nightstand, effectively putting his chest in your face. He plops back down a second later with a couple tissues and grabs your wrist from under the blanket still and does his best to clean it off.

Its silent as he does this, but the good kind. not awkward or dead. but comfortable like it always is with him. it wasn't until then that the both of you realized how much he came. Yeah... he was gonna need another tissue. You peck his lips at the thought and sight but he starts to wonder how the fuck that happened. You really do do wonders to him, he thinks.

He finishes cleaning his own hand next then balls up the tissues before throwing them on the floor. they could be worried about later. he brings you close to him, all he ever wanted, really; to be close enough that his heartbeat syncs with yours and that he smell the sex coming off you... feel the warmth of your skin on his.

His hands find their rightful places at your hips and tummy. Youre almost nodding off again when--

"oh I forgot to ask you!" you nearly shriek at him "did you have any dreams?" the knowing smile that creeps up onto his face tells you all you need to know. "yeah... n' maybe they were about you..." he circles you waist and brings you closer, smirk on your face as he starts sucking on your neck. "oh? just maybe?" you try to keep your composure.

A/N: hope you enjoyed! if you did, please leave some love like comments or reblogs! and please send some asks-- both hard and soft hours are open!

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[lomlhwa]

thigh highs (h.k)

pairing: bf!heuning kai x gf!reader

preview: kai knows you like to look cute. he even funds your shopping sprees for more cute clothes. but he can't control himself when you wear your thigh highs. you just look so fuckable.

tags/warnings: fem reader, thigh highs fetish obvi, degradation, pet names (slut, whore, cockslut, good girl, baby), breath play, lots and lots of spit, fingering, squirting, unprotected penetration (wrap it before you tap it), creampie, cum eating

trigger warnings: n/a

wc: 1.6k

song recs for this fic: at night by simon dominic, whiplash by nct 127, lay back by verivery, focus on me by jus2

a/n: i have only ever owned one pair of thigh highs since i was born. they're low-key uncomfortable. anything for kai tho <3

you’re doing it again.

you’re modeling your cute little outfits for him. 

he did ask for this though. he knew this was a component when you asked him to take you shopping again. you and your short little skirts, your little crop tops and your god forsaken thigh highs. 

the thigh highs. his biggest weakness.

the way they cling to your legs, the way they barely pass your knees, the way they make your legs look so soft and touchable. 

everytime you wear them, it makes him want to bend you over every surface he can find. table, counter, chair, couch, even just press you up against a wall and have his way with you.

now, you haven’t worn any thigh highs in your little fashion show yet. so far, you’ve worn a collection of soft sweaters and slutty skirts. he’s really hoping you have thigh highs in store for him though. 

while his thoughts wander, you come skipping out of your room in another outfit. lilac colored skirt that barely covers your ass, fluffy white sweater that’s long on your arms and white fishnet stockings with cute little pink bows on the knees.

stockings. we’re inching closer to thigh highs. 

“what do you think, heuningie?” you ask, doing a little twirl. your skirt lifts up just enough to flash your pretty white panties at your boyfriend. they look so innocent, a soft white lace lining the hem. 

“you’re so cute. i love your skirt” he says, admiring you. he loves how cutely you dress. how innocently you ask him his opinion of your outfits when you know you’re dressing so scantily on purpose. he knows your tactics. he loves you for how much effort you put into teasing him on a daily basis. 

“thank you, my love” you walk over and give him a quick peck on the cheek. “i have one more outfit. i think you’ll really like this one” you bite your lip and pad your way back down the hallway.

something he’ll really like? he really doesn’t think he bought you any thigh highs today. but, maybe he did? he really didn’t pay attention while he swiped his card and put in his code. he barely even took a second glance at the grand total of 258$. 

when he hears the door open, his heart almost stops. what if you do come waddling down the hallway, acting all innocent wearing his biggest weakness? he might have to fuck you braindead immediately.

unfortunately for his tight pants, that’s exactly what you do. you come sauntering into the living room wearing a fluffy pink sweater, a short white tennis skirt and white lacy thigh highs. as you walk further into the room, he comes to find that your stockings are attached to a garter belt. 

he can feel the tent in his pants grow as you repeat your previous actions. your little twirl, this time revealing cute little baby pink panties. all of you seems so innocent but the thoughts in his mind are quite the opposite. 

“i told you you’d like this outfit, heuningie” you say, wiggling your ass around to make your skirt swish around. he can’t see behind you, but he knows that your ass is fully peeking out of your skirt at your slightly bent over angle. 

“i do like this outfit, baby” he licks over his bottom lip. he shifts uncomfortably in his spot on the couch. he wants to just pull you onto his lap and have his way with you. “i love it.”

your eyes are basically begging him to throw you around and have his way with you.

“you’ve got quite a problem growing, don’t you” you tease. he gets up off the couch and walks towards you. he wraps his arm around your waist, pulling your body flush against his. his hand travels to your ass, gripping it hard enough to leave a light handprint. it feels so possessive. 

“you know exactly what you’re doing, don’t you baby” he smiles at you. there’s something lustful behind his eyes. that’s exactly what you’ve been working on drawing out of him. 

he flips you around, bending you at the knees and shoving your face onto the table in the middle of the room. “you just want to be treated like a slut, don’t you?” your thighs tremble at his suddenly vulgar words. he doesn’t apply too much pressure to your head, just enough to keep you pinned down.

“of course, heuning” you wiggle around again, this time your ass brushing directly on his bulge. he groans in your ear, the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end. 

he picks you up with one arm, wrapped around your waist and carries you to your shared bedroom. if this was a tactic to show off his strength, it’s definitely got you soaked. 

he throws your new clothes on the floor, all of it ending up strewn all over the room. he admires the way your skirt flips up when he throws you onto the bed. 

“my perfect little slut, always dressing up so pretty for me” he climbs onto the bed and grabs your face. “open up” he squeezes your face to get you to open your mouth. he spits directly down your throat, kissing you immediately after. 

you pass saliva back and forth between your mouths. honestly, one of your personal favorite activities. as gross as it sounds, it really feels quite intimate. sharing the hot, gooey essences from each other’s mouths, the wetness spilling out and covering each other’s mouths. it feels like such a connecting experience. the slobber collects all over your faces, your skin becoming slippery. 

“messy whore” he bites your lip. you let out a sharp, shaky breath. your back arches and stutters back down. he slides his hands under your soft sweater and takes it completely off you. he loves the sweater. a lot. that’s why he was so careful with it. 

he slides your little skirt off too, revealing your garter belt attached to your thigh highs. god he loves when you tease him like this. as much as he’d like to fuck you in the skirt, he knows you wouldn’t be too happy with him if he stained it the same day you got it.

he shoves your panties to the side and plunges two fingers inside you with no warning. your breathing catches in your throat, and he wraps his hand around your neck. his fingers dig into your neck enough to cut off your airflow, borderline completely. you wrap your hands around his wrist, gasping for air, but the sensation heightens your pleasure. 

“ffffuck” you manage to gasp out. he releases your throat long enough for you to take a few gasping breaths before cutting off your airflow again. he adds another finger, thrusting them in and out at an unfathomable pace for your oxygen-lacking brain. 

your legs shake as he brings you closer and closer to your orgasm by the second. he watches as his fingers disappear in and out of you, the way you just suck him in so perfectly. 

“c-cumming fuck kai” your voice is just barely above a whisper. you explode all over his hand, the bed and his shirt. he releases your throat, you gasp loudly, your body full of post-orgasm tremors. 

he strips himself of his pants and underwear, intending to wash them sooner or later. he pulls his shirt over his head and tosses it onto the floor along with your clothes. he doesn’t even bother to remove any of your lower undergarments. he just moves your panties to the side and shoves himself in. 

“my pretty little slut” you whine into his ear. “you love being full of cock, don’t you? you’re just my little cockslut” he bites down on your neck, not enough to break the skin but enough to leave a mark. “you dress all slutty for me just so i’ll stuff my cock in you, don’t you?” 

“yes, fuck, oh my god kai” you scramble to dig your nails into his back, holding him as close to you as possible. “all i ever want is your cock” you whine and plead as your orgasm builds up in your stomach. 

the sounds of skin slapping and heavy breathing fill the room. your quiet whines fill his ears the most. little squeals of pleasurable sounds, repeated moans of his name. you make him weak.

“aww my cock-drunk baby. you’re clenching so hard. do you wanna cum?” he taunts you. he taunts you and it makes you want to cum even more. you nod vigorously. “yes, wanna cum kai” your eyes fill with hot tears. “then beg for it” he sneers at you, his hips picking up the pace. 

“please please please let me cum, heuningie. please, i need it. need it so bad” your voice gets progressively louder as it becomes more and more difficult to hold back your orgasm. tears spill out of your eyes, forming puddles next to your head. “cum for me, my beautiful baby” his sudden sweetness sends you spiraling, orgasming so hard that your brain goes foggy and your vision blurs. 

“where do you want it?” he groans. you struggle to get words out. “in-in-inside” your stuttering sets him off. he releases his fat load inside of you, sweat dripping off his forehead. 

he pulls out and gathers some of his cum and your own on his fingers. “open” you open your mouth, inviting his dirtied fingers into your tongue. you savor the saltiness and the bitterness. you swirl your tongue around the tips of his fingers, licking them clean. 

“please, never stop wearing thigh highs.”

© lomlhwa 2023

[enha-cafe]

hiii hi j <3 same horny anon as the taehyun ab one LOLOL um. >< cockwarming hyuka while he’s gaming ugh. ur filled with him and he’s whining begging u to move and ur like after u win this round for me baby and he cries and wins the round for the nth time and shows u his place on the leaderboard, he’s #1, and u finally reward him … could also b the other way around when he takes his revenge on u, ur on his lap and he’s making u win round after round while distracting u and teasing u but u power thru until ur top 3 leaderboard and he finally lets u ride him 😵‍💫

anon your brain? i'm quite literally in love with it i feel like you should have a personal tag (hard hours: open)

please cockwarming hyuka in his gaming chair having him begging to fuck you but telling him only after he wins. he’s trying so hard to do his best but his mind is foggy at the thought of you. his movements stuttering at the feeling of you giving him a small kiss. he wants you so bad and think he’s going to burst but the second he sees he’s #1 on the leaderboard he’s the happiest man alive. immediately grabbing your hips and using you like his own personal flesh light. hearing your high pitched moans make him even more insatiable. he won’t be stopping until he’s fully satisfied.

alternatively hyuka teasing you having you sit still on his lap until you make at least top 3 in the game. he was fed up with your bratty attitude saying how you could easily win his little game so he decided to give you a challenge. no amount of begging is breaking him and he’s making you stay there until you finish your task just so he can teach you a lesson.

[gyuslvrr]

[ᴛxᴛ] | 𝗰𝗮𝗯𝗶𝗻 𝗳𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿

sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: a series wherein a trip to a cabin in the woods brings you closer to your friends

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: smut, lit [y/n] homie hopping

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⇀ 𝗗𝗔𝗬 𝗢𝗡𝗘; desperate.

⟢ kang taehyun

↻ warnings: fingering, dry humping, taehyun cums in his sweats lol, overstimulation

⇀ 𝗗𝗔𝗬 𝗧𝗪𝗢; not so private.

⟢ choi beomgyu

↻ warnings: semi public sex (?), unprotected sex !!, beomgyu is a little mean :(

⇀ 𝗗𝗔𝗬 𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗘𝗘

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⇀ 𝗗𝗔𝗬 𝗙𝗢𝗨𝗥

tba

⇀ 𝗗𝗔𝗬 𝗙𝗜𝗩𝗘

tba

taglist; @boba-beom @bb-eilish @bekah931215 @choibeomgogi @fromkamal @holybxba @hwasatiny @fortnitesoobs @nyfwyeonjun

[destiny-fics]

Tomorrow x Together Masterlist

All my TXT works can be found here!

Key

(A): Angst

(F): Fluff

(M): Mature 18+. Minors DNI

(S): Series

Fic specific warnings will be added at the beginning of each fic.

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[oracle-of-dream]

Dumb Bunny

Minors DNI

Summary: You and Kai would always compete, ever since you were kids, the two of you would one-up each other at every opportunity. But, now that you're older, you're starting to notice the differences between the two of you...

Warnings: Male reader, Blowjob, Throat fucking, Bigdickkai, Wall fucking, multiple orgasms, reader dumification, degradation, shower masturbation, fingering, college au rivals, unprotected sex, cum eating, creampie, rough sex

Wordcount: 3.6k

This is a request!

Knock Knock Knock

The loud knocking at your dorm room door shook you out of your sleep. "Y/n!? I know you're in there! I don't have my keys, lemme in!" A voice pierced the silence of your room.

You rolled over, trying to cover your ears.

"WAKE UP!" The voice shouted again, louder this time while there was more banging on the door.

You dragged yourself out of the bed, stumbling over to the door. As soon as you unlocked the door, it opened and almost hit you in the face. The light from the hallway spilled in as a shadow entered your room.

The shadow moved the light switch and brightened the room, illuminating his face. "You sleep like a log." Kai's black hair was a mess, he was wearing grey sweatpants and a black sweatshirt.

"And you're forgetful. This is the third time this week that you forgot your keys." You rubbed your eyes as you got used to the light.

"I was in a rush, I had to get to the gym and I left them in my other bag. He said as he started digging in his backpack, searching for his keys.

You had morning classes, and Kai had ones toward the afternoon, so you had time for mid-day naps while he always rushed to make it through the day. It's always been like that for the two of you. You've always been three steps ahead, but his natural dumb luck would help him keep up with you. Even when you met for the first time in middle school at an award ceremony for high grades. You'd worked your ass off, day and night, to get your scores up, and Kai slept through every class. But still, he'd get higher scores than you. Which only pushed you to work harder to beat him. Every competition, you'd ruin your sleep schedule to one-up him, and he'd somehow make it a tie or barely beat you...

You walked into the bathroom to wash your face, and Kai started changing out of his gym clothes. The both of you managed to get a spot in the honors college dorm room, only available for students with a certain GPA upon enrolling, and you ended up being slotted with him since your other roommate strangely transferred out before the semester started. Leaving you in the company of your worst enemy that you've had for several years.

You closed the door to the bathroom and started getting undressed for your shower when you heard the doorknob shake.

"No way you're about to shower," Kai said through the door.

"You should've been quicker." You giggle to yourself as you take your time getting ready.

He shook the doorknob again. "Come on! You knew I wanted to shower–I always shower right after the gym. You're going to make me late for class!"

"Not my problem. You should just shower at the gym. That's why there are locker rooms."

"No!" Kai kicked the door, "there's no way I'm showering over there! It smells horrible, and there's a bunch of people there. Please let me shower first!"

"Not gonna happen, you always leave hair in the shower, and it's fucking gross. And I have somewhere to be, too!"

"Well, you take thirty years, and you're not even washing your hair!"

"How do you know!?"

"You washed it yesterday! I could smell your shampoo."

"Are you sure that wasn't you using mine?"

"I was running out of my own! I said I'd buy you a new one!" Kai kicked the door again, harder this time. "Like, let me shower with you at least, I can't miss this class. I have an exam next week, and today's the review day, and there's no way I'm going while smelling like B.O.!" Kai stepped away from the door and shoulder-checked it, shaking the entire door.

You jumped at the thud. "You idiot! If you break this door, I'm not paying to get it fixed!" You covered yourself with a towel before opening the door.

Kai looked like he was ready to try hitting the door again before you opened it. "Thank you." He was covered in sweat, his hair sticking to his face, and his clothes dark in some spots. But what stuck out was his hard dick swinging in his sweatpants.

You looked away, covering your eyes. "Jesus, dude, no underwear again?"

He chuckled. "Don't act like you don't like seeing it anyway. I've caught you looking a few times."

"Fuck you." You spat back at him. You tried to walk past time but he blocked the way. "Can you move already?"

"You said you had to go somewhere, so we both gotta shower. We can share. We're both dudes." Kai said as he stripped his shirt off before you.

"Gross, I'll pass–"

"Stop being a bitch and get in the shower." His voice was more serious this time, not like his usual nagging. Without his sweatshirt, his figure was a little more imposing, especially with freshly pumped muscles.

You awkwardly submitted to him without any extra argument, moving into the shower. If Kai wanted, he could've easily carried you into the shower, so it was better not to push him. There was shuffling from the other side of the curtain before it parted. You instinctually turned away from him, feeling warm in your ears.

"Turn the water on. Don't make the water too hot. I'm not looking to sit in a sauna." He commanded.

You braced as you turned on the water. Ice-cold water ran across your skin, immediately making you scoot backward into Kai.

"Watch it." Kai put his hand on your back to stop you from moving closer to him.

"I-Its cold!"

He sighed. "Then switch with me. You can lather up while I get some time in the water."

You slowly started scooting in his direction, trying not to look at him. But Kai started getting impatient, grabbing you by the shoulders and forcing you behind him. You peeked over your shoulder to see his broad back facing you, water running down it. You never really looked at Kai's backside, but he was more muscular than he looked under his baggy clothes.

"The soap," Kai said, handing you the bottle, not turning around.

You took it from him. Now facing his back, you couldn't help but notice how big his butt was. He loved working leg days, but he'd always been blessed with a better ass than you... You could feel your whole body getting hot while looking him over so closely. You felt like a perverted weirdo, looking at him like that. You turned around, facing the wall, and started lathering soap onto you, waiting for Kai to switch with you again.

"The water's not cold, so we can switch now." He muttered.

You switched places with him again, letting the soap rinse off you. It felt better to face the wall, but you couldn't stop thinking about Kai standing right behind. You could feel your dick twitch at the thought, your breath hitched as you tried to focus. But your concentration was cut off by a soft sigh, almost a moan but it was cut short. Your book ran cold. Did you somehow slip a moan out and not even realize it? You peeked over your shoulder to see Kai's reaction, but his back was turned to you.

Kai's eyes were squeezed shut, gently and quietly jerking himself off while biting his lip to keep quiet.

You faced the water again, throat dry but your body tingling. "H-Hey, I think I'm ready to get out now."

"O-Oh, yeah, okay. I'll finish up, you can go first..." Kai said, barely loud enough to hear over the shower.

You stepped out of the shower, water dripping on the floor as you left Kai alone. You hurried out of the bathroom, changed clothes, and crawled back into bed. All you could think about was Kai jerking off...

You tossed in your bed until your leg rubbed against your cock, grinding against you. You couldn't stop yourself from slipping your hand into your pants, stroking yourself slowly. Your eyes slowly shut as you get more into it.

"Kai...," you softly moaned his name.

You could feel him hover over you, whispering seductively. "Oh? Getting into something and calling out for me?"

You replied with a moan, wanting more from him.

Kai's hands moved to your sides, sliding up your torso. His hair tickled your face as it swept across your face.

"Are you daydreaming? Y/n?" He cooed. "Why don't you open your eyes and see the real thing."

Your eyes cracked open in confusion to see Kai sitting over you. You didn't even hear him turn off the shower, much less get so close.

"What's wrong, y/n? You were having so much fun a second ago.." Kai slid his hand over your hard-on, earning a rewarding flinch from you. "Touching yourself to me, even though I'm in the next room, how shameful."

Your face got hot again. "Well, it– You. You were doing it too!"

He raised an eyebrow. "Me? When?"

"In our shower together! I saw you jacking off, and moaning in secret."

"Y/n. I just got back home." He said flatly.

"No, we just showered together..." You muttered.

He shook his head. "I just got back from the gym. I remembered my keys this time, so I let myself in. I thought you were sleeping until you called me, and I saw you like this." He chuckled. "Did you dream all that!?"

You tried to push him off you, but he was firm in his position over you.

"Okay, laugh it up or do whatever you're gonna do." You crossed your arms and let your head fall against the bed, waiting for Kai's endless teasing to begin.

You were instead greeted by Kai's mouth meeting yours, his hands grabbing yours and holding them above your head.

"You should be careful about letting me do 'whatever' to you." Kai bit at your neck

"Kai–" You tried to push him, but he had to much of a grip on you.

"You wanted me so badly in your dream, so why can't I want you back?" He giggled as he licked at the new mark forming on your neck.

"I don't understand..." You shyly muttered.

He let you go, letting you sit up as he held you. "It's okay if you don't understand. I do. You finally get it, that I'm better. You've given up fighting me, and now you're willing to be my second place."

You reeled away from him. "That's not what this is about!"

He raised an eyebrow. "Isn't it?" His hands smoothly moved to lace his fingers with yours. "You can feel it. You can't really beat me, I'm just naturally better. I'm smarter, stronger, and faster than you. You're so fucked up by me that it made you obsessed, so much that you couldn't even really realize it. Your brain couldn't handle it so your body decided to spell it out for you." He said in the condescending tone he loved to use when talking to you.

He continued, "To be honest. I wanted to impress you in the beginning when we met. So I tried to work hard to get you to see me, to show my feelings for you. But then, you went crazy about me. About beating me, don't even lie that you didn't. I could always tell you'd do anything to be better than me." Kai slowly slid you back down onto the bed, towering over you. His hand slid into your pants, gripping your cock.

Your whole body melted under his touch, reacting like electricity. But you didn't get why...

Kai quickly and roughly jerked you off while he spoke in between neck kisses. "You can't even put words together, can you? My dumb little bunny. You're just so in love with me, you can't fight it anymore. You're even dreaming of me."

Something in your brain snapped when he called you a dumb bunny. You finished his hand, body jerking at the sensation.

"Oh no, bunny. Did I tell you to do that?"

You shook your head no.

"Speak."

"No, you didn't..." You muttered in defeat. Every word and touch made it feel like you were falling deeper into quicksand. You tried to think about it, the moment you fell for him. But you could only see Kai in every memory. You knew you hated him beating you, but you also had a feeling of enjoying his teasing when he beat you.

"Then, take your pants off," Kai commanded.

Your body moved before your brain understood, stripping off your pants and waiting for more directions.

"Can you suck me off? You like cock, don't you? You dumb slutty bunny."

You nod mindlessly. You loved hearing him call you Bunny. Hearing him call you dumb slowly made the static in your brain get stronger. You weren't really thinking anymore.

Kai pulled down his pants and let his thick cock slap against his toned stomach. He sat you up on your knees and stood at the edge of the bed. He let out a sharp breath as you took his cock in your hands, and let your tongue slide out to gently lick his tip.

"This is your first time, isn't it?" He whispered.

You look up at him with shy wet eyes, nodding.

"Then, I'll make it a good time for you. You'll crave me even more after this..." Kai pushed your mouth on him, pushing you to take him. Moaning and closing his eyes as he felt his shaft enter your mouth.

You struggled to handle him, but Kai didn't let it stop you.

He pushed more, urging you to take more. And you obeyed without a second thought, taking as much of his length as you could. "Take a deep breath and hold it bunny. I'm going to push you."

You felt Kai pull out of your mouth completely, giving you the chance to breathe. You held your breath as you felt him hold your head in place. His tip pointed at your mouth, waiting patiently for you to allow his entry. You opened your mouth and he slowly pushed in, keeping you from moving. Inch by inch, it slid into your mouth. Your eyes shut as your body twitched.

"Good, bunny." Kai moaned as he kept going. "Almost there, just a little more." Kai let out a louder moan and stopped moving, his cock buried completely in your mouth. Your eyes rolled back as you fell limp in his grip. "No gagging? Oh, you're such a special slut, aren't you? I'll get a little rough with you then..."

Kai pulled out completely again before slamming his cock back into your mouth, fucking into it while holding you in place. The noises are so wet and gross, but you couldn't help but love every second. Your throat burned, your jaw ached, Kai pulled at your hair tightly, and tears streamed down your face, but Kai's moans kept you going.

You could feel the muscles in Kai's thighs tensing. His body heat growing. You moaned in excitement.

"Oh, you're ready for it? Then, here's your first reward!" Kai shouted as he came down your throat.

Pump after pump, his eyes rolling back and face contouring into pleasure. It was so much that you couldn't swallow everything, and it started leaking out of your mouth. "Oh, well that's okay for your first time. But I'd prefer it if you swallowed as much as you can. It's less messy."

You felt Kai pulling away but tried to use your mouth to suck on him more, pulling him in. You swallowed as much as you could, almost every drop. Then kept sucking on his shaft.

"J-Jesus! Bun, wait–calm down!" Kai moaned.

His body tried to pull away, but you used your hands to hold him.

"Bunny! Stop!" Kai shouted at you.

You snapped back to reality and let him go. "I'm sorry, I don't know why I did that..."

Kai lifted your chin. "It seems like you want more, right?"

You, embarrassed, nodded.

"Beg for me then. Tell me you want more."

You threw away the last ounce of dignity that you had. "Kai, I really love your cock. Please give me more! I'm such a dumb, stupid, bunny. I'm only good for whatever you want me to do. I–I..."

Kai smiled. "You, what?"

"I'm just a cock slut for you. I only want your dick..."

Kai laughed softly. "I know, bunny. You really are crazy about me... So, go, lay down. On your stomach"

You listened to him as you lay on the bed. Face down, your back instantly arching.

"Oh, what a perverted bunny. You already know the position... And what great for you have." Kai said as his hand traced your arch and stopped on your ass, giving it a hard smack and earning a pitiful yelp from you. "Stay here, I need to prepare you. Talk to me if something's not right."

You wait patiently as you hear Kai shuffle around the room, looking for things and opening drawers on his desk. You feel a cold liquid hit your whole, slimy and drippy. You shiver for a moment, but the cold is immediately replaced by the introduction of a warm finger inside of you. Your body reacts and pulls away from it, but Kai holds you in place.

"It's your first time, so it's going to be a little difficult. But if you run, it will be more difficult." Kai takes his time preparing you, talking to you the whole time. checking on you, making sure you're able to handle the next level as he moves in with more fingers. "Okay, it's time. Now's the chance to stop if you need Bunny. You came twice just from me prepping you..."

You were sweating and drooling on the sheets. You could barely form real words, but you knew you went through all of that for a reason. You needed him in you. Your body shuddered as you let an embarrassingly loud moan, begging for Kai.

"Okay, then. We'll keep going." He whispered as he slicked his member up. "Remember to keep breathing."

You took long deep breaths as you felt his tip positioned outside your hole. One of his hands held your hip and guided you backward onto him. You felt it enter you, and you could almost see colors. It was so hot, that all your brain could muster was the word hot.

"Oh, it's hot, so hot, very, hot cock." You drooled.

"It's not hot, it's just not your body temperature. You'll get used toit."

You twitched as he pushed slowly deeper into you.

"You're doing such a good job, bunny. Just hang in there."

You could feel Kai splitting you apart with how thick he was. And it felt like there was no end to his cock. You thought every inch would be the last but it just kept going. But then he hit the bundle of nerves that made you almost scream and buck backward onto him, forcing the rest into you. Your mouth hung open, drool slipping out, and your eyes started to lose focus.

"Bunny! Are you okay?" Kai stroked your back, not wanting to move.

After a few minutes of not moving, you managed to get back under control.

Kai stared at you in disbelief. "I don't know you did it, but you're seriously taking all of me... Feel it." Kai took your hand and pressed it to your stomach, letting you feel a small bump in your gut. "You have me so deep in you, bunny. Good job!" Kai shifted you, leaning you into his arms. Your back against his chest. "Now, here's the really fun part..."

Kai lifted you off the bed, cock still in you, and maneuvered you against the wall. He spun you around on his cock so your back was against the wall, so he could look at you while fucking you.

"Look at you, so easy to toss around." He said as he did his first thrust into you.

"So cute with my cock inside you, bulging your tummy." He said as he did two more thrusts.

"Twitching, squeezing, and milking my cock. You want me, bunny?"

You nodded. "Please fuck me, Kai. I need this!"

Kai didn't respond, he pressed you harder into the wall and started slamming into you. He held you against the wall the whole time while fucking you, kissing you on your neck and lips. Occasionally licking away your tears while you rode out the waves of pleasure splashing into you. Kai stopped holding back completely, going even faster, making you cum all over the both of you.

"My turn," Kai grunted as he slammed into you, holding your hips against his body to get as deep as he could. He drains his balls into you, every last drop pouring into you as he uses one hand to feel his cock in your stomach as it pumps into you.

Kai took his time to breathe before guiding you back to the bed and laying you down carefully. "Did you live, bunny?"

You breathlessly nodded. You came at least 4 times in one session and were this close to passing out. Your lips were red and swollen, your hair a mess, and had a necklace of kiss marks around your neck.

"Well, bunny. Now that you're mine. It's my job to take care of you now. So why don't I give you a nice shower..." Kai chuckled as he kissed your forehead. He carried you into the bathroom as you started dozing off, leaning on him as he cleaned you...

[h34rtbeat]

perv loser hyuka who cums in his pants from kissing u for the first time

OH EM GEEEEEEEE!!!!! IM GOING INSANE

FIRST TIME

pairings: pervy!nerd!hyuka x reader

warnings: mentions of panty stealing, he jerks off in ur bathroom, just rlly nasty and pervy hyuka!!, he jerk’s off in front of u (u ask for it tho)

Soft pants and grunts, as Kai’s hand wrapped around his cock.

Seated with his head between your legs, on the floor as you sat on the edge of your bed. Heavy breaths shared, as he came for a third time.

It was a study session— well, it was supposed to be one.

Your dear classmate, and friend, was so good at chemistry, it made your head ache. On one hand, you could fail. Other hand, you could call him over for a study session.

Though, the heavy textbook now sat on your desk, as your thighs coated hyukas head, cum coating his hand.

Cheeks reddened, begging you “please, please kiss me a-again, I-I… I like it so much..”

Who were you to deny? After all, it was a simple redundant. Keep kissing him, and he’d go into heaven.

Wet and moist sounds coming from his soiled hand, god you were so close, you smelled just like he imagined.

Your clothed pussy was so close to his face, he could feel the heat radiating off of you, as you leaned over for another kiss.

Tongue mixing with one another, coaxing him into what seemed as close to heaven as he could get.

“God.. hmmm.. hmph..!” You shut him up, he was just too cute.

Cumming in his own hand over and over, the same way he came into those panties he stole.

“God, Hyuka.. didn’t know you’d cum so much. M’not even touchin’ you.” You mumbled, tongue mixing with his.

His eyes rolling back, mouth agape at the feeling of you.

Perhaps he’d need… much more study sessions.

[yeoosaangg]

Shameless || Kinktober - Day 31

pairing ▸ kang taehyun × f!reader × hueningkai

now playing ▸ shameless - camilla cabello

⤷ ❝so many mornings i woke up confused. in my dreams, i do anything i want to you.❞

genre ▸ non-idol au, fwb, smut

warnings ▸ mutual masturbation, throat fucking, double penetration

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You have both your friends sitting on your bed, backs leaning against the headboard.

You have your legs slotted in between their thighs, a vibrator pressed up against your clit. They were pumping their cocks watching you pleasure yourself.

You're basically sitting on their laps, just slightly off center for them to see your pussy.

Y/n: Such pussy fiends, begging to fuck me with your big cocks inside me. Is that what you two want?

Taehyun: Yeah, wanna ruin you.

Kai: Want you so bad, baby.

Y/n: Be good and I'll let you.

They start pumping their cocks faster while you increase the intensity of the vibrator. Soon enough, you're all cumming undone.

You crawl over Kai's lap and bounce on his cock.

Taehyun: No fair! Why does he get to fuck you first?

Y/n: My ass is still available, handsome.

You stop your rhythm just enough for Taehyun to shove his cock balls deep inside your asshole. You scratch Kai's chest and start fucking yourself on both of their cocks.

Taehyun takes control of your hips and slams his hips into you, cock hitting deep inside you.

Kai let's out a series of moans and screams your name over and over again. Taehyun's thrusts give Kai the same pleasure inside your dripping pussy.

You clench around them and squirt all over the place. They don't stop until you milk every single drop of cum from their dicks.

Taehyun pulls out, but fucks his cum back into you a few times before stepping away. You nuzzle into Kai's body, grinding so his cum stays deep inside you.

Y/n: Both of you are so good to me.

Kai: What are friends for, right?

Taehyun cleans you up as best as he could with his best friend's cock still in your pussy.

Kai: You wanna sleep like this, baby?

Y/n: Mhm. It's your turn, anyway.

True.

Taehyun helps Kai lay down properly by pulling at his ankles. The sudden movement made both of you moan with Kai's cock hitting your cervix.

All three of you sleep comfortably that night.

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a/n: very short cuz i'm sleep deprived. it's literally 6am, wtf is wrong with me? (๑•́ ᎔ ก̀๑) BUT!!! happy end of kinktober, i had a great time writing these. thanks for reading ‹𝟹

[luvyeni]

I really loved your sexting with nct 127 and I was wondering if you can make one for txt🫶

Don’t rush yourself though!! And it’s okay if you can’t

oh hun its already finished in the drafts, i'll post it in a second ❤!

[onlyuzu]

FACE FUCKING ?! TXT

male reader x txt

paring; txt x dominant male reader

warnings. dom male reader , subby txt , face fucking , slutification of soobin, a bit of public for yeonjuns lmk if I missed anything

NOTE: this is completely from the depths of my mind. I finally decided to share this fantasy with you all

• choi soobin

- the oldest and the slutiest

he'd be so obsessed and so into it. while you dig your hands into his dark hair in an attempt to hold him still whilst you fuck his face. the most lewd whimpers and moans would pour from him. the more soft praises you whispered to him, the more sounds he made. he'd be so fucked out just from the feeling of you in his throat. he could probably cum untouched from it if you wanted him to. but he would love it when you use your foot to stroke his cock through his jeans. it'd make him feel like a slutty little prince, and he loves that.

• choi yeonjun

- I feel like he'd be the most confident

yeonjun would have no problem with you face fucking him. infact he'd let you do it anywhere you please. he'd lose his mind when you push him into the washroom stall at the movie theater. your hands dragging up his shoulders and pushing him to his knees. he was good at understanding that when you needed a hole to fuck, you needed a hole to fuck. there wouldn't be much time before he helped remove your pants , his mouth hanging open waiting for you to abuse it however you pleased. he'd get super horny, he would desperately try to fuck himself against your leg ,whining around your cock. practically begging to be fuck on the nearest flat surface. though that would have to wait.

• heuning kai

- the skilled.

kai wouldn't struggle for a minute. he'd be able to take all of you into his mouth with ease having almost zero gag reflex. this would give you the idea to turn things up a notch. "hold still." you demanded, he followed. your hips moved soft at first. slowly in slowly out, heuning tapped your thigh with his pointer finger, letting you know that he could hand more. so much more. so enough you were quickly pounding into his face, his skinny hands gripping onto your thighs to hold himself steady.

• taehyun

- the shy one

taehyun would be extremely shy,, it would be his first time doing this but in reality he had been wanting to be used like a little rag doll for ages :( despite his shyness he'd be very vocal. this being a fantasy of his he would find it hard to contain himself. with every thrust of your cock down his throat he'd get more and more needy. clinging onto you like his life depending on it, his small gags and moans quickly filling the room.

• choi beomgyu (my bias 😵‍💫)

- I feel like he'd be the most nervous.

beomgyu would lay at the foot of the bed his head tilted back off it, his dark colored eyes locked with yours. he'd listen to you explain your fantasy. the sound of it was arousing to him. being used by you was one of his favorite time passers. so he'd be completely up to the idea. but once it came to it his head got the best of him. he'd start to worry about little things but that all would go away with your praises. "shh you're doing so well." you'd hum quietly. beomgyu would grip onto the mattress , leaning his head back more. you would watch the pathetic beomgyu grind his hips upwards into the air. his Adams apple would bob in his throat as you fucked into it.

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[shutupheathersorryheatherr]

hyuka fic coming out the 15th of this month!!!! ahhhhhh someone tell me to go fuckin write it lol

[lomlhwa]

i'll help you feel better (h.k)

pairing: bf!heuning kai x gf!reader

preview: heuning kai wakes up with a terrible headache and a stomach ache. he finds that the only thing he really wants, is for your help to feel better

tags/warnings: fem reader, sickfic (???), kai has a stomach ache, a fever and a sore throat :(, oral (m.receiving), marking, lots of forehead kisses, pet names (baby, sweetheart, my love), hand holding, lots of sloppy kisses yay (don't actually kiss your partner like this when they're sick), riding, slight size kink (it's me, what do you expect?), unprotected penetration (wrap it before you tap it), creampie

trigger warnings: n/a

wc: 988

song recs for this fic: stay up by baekhyun, are u ridin? by baekhyun, step? by bibi, moon by jonghyun

a/n: mom i frewed up🧍this was requested by a lovely anon! thank you sm for this request, i hope you like it! (sorry for how short this is)

heuning kai wakes up, rolls over and checks the clock. 03:00am. why on god’s great, green earth is he awake at this time?

he stays for a moment and realization finally hits him. his stomach hurts. not only that, but his head is pounding. he reaches up to feel his forehead. it feels hot. but that could also just be his general body heat temperature. 

he shifts to face you. he doesn’t really want to wake you up, but what if he really is sick? he feels like a little kid who threw up in the middle of the night. he reaches over to shake you awake. you stir and roll over.

you open one of your eyes to peek at your boyfriend. “hyuka? hey, what’s wrong?” you ask, rubbing your eyes before opening both of them to take in his figure fully. you lift yourself onto your elbows, sensing something is wrong.

“my stomach… my head… hurts,” he mumbles. his headache is hitting him in full force. he groans, leaning his head on the headboard behind him. you lift yourself up to sit criss-cross, looking at him with a worried expression.

you lean over him to turn the lamp on the bedside table on. you can tell he’s pale and bordering on sickly. you place the back of your hand on his forehead. he’s burning up. just to double check, you lift onto your knees to place your lips to his skin. yep, burning. 

“oh my god, kai. you’re burning up! do you want some tylenol? do you want a cold cloth for your forehead?” you hold his face in your hands; his entire face is on fire. he shakes his head, wrapping his hands around your wrists. 

“need something else…” he presses his lips to yours, whining into your mouth. your tongues collide in a feverish fight for dominance.  he sucks on the tip of your tongue as he pulls you closer. 

"need your mouth, sweetheart, please," he mumbles. you nod against him, kissing him a few more times before pulling away. you crawl down the bed, hooking your fingers under his waistband as you move. 

you let his hardened cock pop out of his shorts and boxers. you're practically already drooling puddles on his legs at the sight. you wrap your hand around the base, stroking him slowly. you ghost your tongue over his tip, gathering his pre-cum. 

you take his tip between your lips and suck ever so gently. he takes a sharp breath and bucks his hips up. you push down on his protruding hip bone, silently telling him to stay still. 

he drapes his arm over his eyes, his chest heaving. you bob your head up and down on his length at a steady pace. he places his free hand on the back of your head, tangling his fingers in your hair. you move faster, your mouth and hand keeping a matching speed.

“fuck, baby, you’re gonna make me cum like that,” his voice is low and raspy, probably the result of his oncoming sore throat. as he starts thrusting into your mouth you realize he won’t be the only one with a sore throat if he keeps fucking your mouth like this. 

you hum against him before making sure to keep up your ministrations. his whines get more and more high pitched as his high creeps up on him. you remove your mouth and jerk him quickly. “cum for me and i’ll make sure you feel better, kai,” you smile a sinister type smile at him. 

he looks at you with the glassiest eyes imaginable as he comes undone for you. he spills all over your hand and his lower abdomen. you stroke him slowly to coax him through his orgasm. you press your lips to his forehead, finding that he’s still burning up.

“will you let me ride you, baby?” you ask him. he nods, his heavy breathing starting to subside. you shimmy out of your own pants and underwear before hovering your core over his half-hardened length. you reach down to hold his length as you slide down on it. 

his hands rest on your hips, his fingertips leaving imprints on your hip bones. you set a soft rhythm to start, only barely rocking your hips back and forth. you play with the hair on the back of his neck as he tries to focus on you. you bring your lips to his, resulting in a spitty mess of teeth and tongues. 

you finally move faster when your own body can’t even take the teasing. his hands fall away as he watches himself disappear inside you; a bulge appearing in your lower abdomen every time he’s sheathed completely.

he traces the outline with his finger, amazed at how well you take him. “do you feel better, hyuka?” you ask, seemingly out of the blue. you snap him out of his amazed trance with your question. “feeling much better, my love,” he says softly. you give him a small smile back as your legs start to burn and your high builds up. 

“fuck, kai, i’m gonna cum,” you gasp. his hands tighten on your waist to thrust his hips up to meet yours. your high washes over you like a tidal wave, causing you to collapse onto your boyfriend’s chest. he thrusts a few more times into you before releasing inside you. 

he holds you close, his arms trapping you against him. you know you should get up and go to the bathroom and also get redressed. but heuning kai is just so warm and comfortable. much to your dismay, you end up falling asleep on him. 

when you wake up in the morning, he’s feeling somewhat better. you can tell that you, for sure, caught whatever he has. you both call out of work and spend the whole day in bed. and maybe have round two…. and three. 

© lomlhwa 2023

[binilpol]

Canvas of Hearts: A Love Story in Strokes

In a quiet corner of the art classroom, Beomgyu sat at his easel, lost in thought. His fingers glided gracefully across the canvas, each brushstroke infused with a touch of emotion. He was known for his captivating paintings, but this new assignment had him feeling both intrigued and apprehensive.

Y/N, on the opposite side of the room, delicately sketched the outlines of her own canvas. Her quiet demeanor and sharp attention to detail made her an enigmatic presence in the class. She glanced at Beomgyu from time to time, her curiosity piqued.

Their art teacher, Ms. Parker, announced the next assignment with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Class, for your next project, I want you to explore the human form in a provocative way. You'll each draw a fellow classmate in a pose that reveals vulnerability and intimacy while keeping it tasteful, of course."

Beomgyu's eyes widened in surprise. The assignment required them to draw each other in provocative positions. He had never ventured into this territory before, preferring to focus on the raw beauty of emotions. Y/N, too, shifted uncomfortably in her seat, unaccustomed to drawing in such a manner.

As the students excitedly partnered up, Beomgyu and Y/N found themselves as the last two remaining. Their quiet natures and lack of close friends in the class had made them somewhat of an uncharted territory to their peers.

Ms. Parker chuckled, her eyes twinkling as she paired them up. "Since you two are the last ones without partners, you can work together."

Beomgyu and Y/N exchanged hesitant glances before nodding in agreement. They pushed their easels closer together, their faces reddened with a mix of anticipation and uncertainty.

Beomgyu cleared his throat, breaking the awkward silence. "So, um, I guess we have to figure out what 'provocative' means to us."

Y/N's cheeks turned a delicate shade of pink. "Right. It should be intimate, but not too... explicit."

They spent the next few moments brainstorming ideas, their voices low and filled with a sense of exploration. They agreed on a pose that required Beomgyu to sit on a stool, his paintbrush held in a way that displayed vulnerability, while Y/N would be positioned close beside him, her gaze fixated on his canvas, a mix of curiosity and admiration.

As they assumed their positions, a palpable tension filled the air. The proximity between them was electrifying, their bodies and souls exposed in a way that transcended mere art. Beomgyu's heart raced as he studied Y/N, her every feature etched in his memory. The curve of her jaw, the way her hair framed her face like a delicate halo, all seemed to be amplified in this intimate setting.

Y/N, too, felt the intensity of the moment. She couldn't tear her gaze away from Beomgyu's expressive eyes, the windows to his soul. His vulnerability was palpable, and it stirred something within her, something that went beyond art.

Their brushes met the canvas, their hands moving in harmony as they captured the essence of the moment. Beomgyu's eyes seemed to reflect Y/N's emotions, a swirl of curiosity, admiration, and a trace of something deeper.

Days turned into weeks, and Beomgyu and Y/N worked on their shared project with a newfound sense of camaraderie. Their conversations delved into art, aspirations, and the stories hidden within their paintings. With each brushstroke, each shared moment, their bond deepened.

One day, as they were nearing the completion of their project, Beomgyu found himself gazing at Y/N in a way that went beyond friendship. Her presence had become a constant source of inspiration, and he couldn't help but wonder if there was something more between them.

As he painted, his fingers brushed against Y/N's, their hands entwining for a fleeting moment. Their eyes locked, and the unspoken tension hung in the air like a masterpiece yet to be revealed.

Y/N's heart raced, her breath hitching in her throat. She had noticed Beomgyu's lingering glances and the way his touch seemed to hold a hint of longing. The lines between art and reality were beginning to blur.

The day of the project presentation arrived, and the anticipation was palpable. As they stood side by side in front of their classmates, their painting was unveiled. It depicted a moment of raw vulnerability and intimacy, capturing the essence of the human connection.

The room fell silent as their classmates marveled at the painting. The vulnerability and connection they had managed to convey were undeniable. Beomgyu's expressive eyes seemed to reflect the emotions swirling within Y/N, and the result was a work of art that spoke volumes.

As they stood there together, Beomgyu and Y/N felt a deep connection that transcended art. Their bond had transformed into something profound, something neither had expected.

After the presentation, as they returned to their seats, Beomgyu took a deep breath and turned to Y/N, his voice trembling with emotion. "Y/N, I want to capture another moment, one that's even more intimate."

Y/N's heart raced as she met his gaze, her eyes filled with anticipation. "What kind of moment, Beomgyu?"

Beomgyu's fingers gently brushed against Y/N's cheek, his touch tender and filled with longing. "A moment where I can finally capture the way I feel about you, in every stroke of the brush."

Their lips met in a soft, passionate kiss, the culmination of emotions that had been building between them. Their love story had unfolded through art, and now it was time to explore the canvas of their hearts.

🎨🎨🎨🎨🎨🎨🎨🎨🎨🎨🎨🎨🎨🎨🎨

[dearsonyeondan]

seven | jeon jungkook

hi anon :3 i hope this scratches a good part to you, i haven't written in a while so it feels good to be able to again. inbox is forever opened when taking requests!

꒰ ꒱ pairing: jeon jungkook x reader [plus size suggestive]

꒰ ꒱ rating: 18+! please proceed responsibly.

꒰ ꒱ word count: 3.2k

꒰ ꒱ warning(s): slow burn into a bit of a quick fall. reader is plus sized and jungkook is obsessed with her thighs. writing these warnings before writing the smut, but expect it to be nasty.

꒰ ꒱ note 4 reader: this is just sinful. fic below keep reading also stream seven, that's the theme < 3!

it was on thursday when heuning kai had pointed out to you that jungkook was on his third visit of the week. you had been working for tomorrow x together since their debut, forming friendships amongst the five members. it was the promotion for their name chapter: temptation comeback and you had been responsible for tending to their makeup and hair for most of their shoots. "i mean, he visits often but he never sticks around to monitor. he hasn't done that in a while," kai whispered to you, smiling and thanking you for finishing his look for his part of the shoot.

you considered what he was saying to be absolute bullshit, convinced that jungkook just wanted to motivate them through the shoot. plus, he had been here for his own scheduling. you cleaned your section in the meantime, using the mirror to sneak glances at the man while he chatted with the stylist. mm.. . the tattoos. you overheard them discussing a possible cut to the hair that had grown to his shoulders. "and what do you think?" zara, one of the other stylists that had come from overseas, asked you. you hadn't even managed to notice that nicole trailed in, discussing with the other stylists about his vision.

jungkook had halted his discussion, turning from the lead stylist and nicole to look in your direction. you decided it was time to stop looking at him through the reflection of the mirror and to face him head on, leaving your station to head to zara's in which he'd been the closest to. "think of what?"

"what's your name?" he asked you, giving no cares about the conversation he had just sparked. you told him your name, a smile on his face with a satisfied. "i'm jungkook, but you can just call me jk if you want."

"and we were discussing you possibly taking the opportunity to be his stylist for his upcoming promotions with seven," zara said.

that's where it started. on the regular, you would step down and allow someone else to assist the lead stylist for tomorrow x together and became the lead stylist for jungkook. you still would work with them full time, but this was an opportunity to upgrade your position in the world of styling. it would look good on your resume. every thursday, you would leave your typical quarters and work with jungkook during his calvin klein promotions.

"keeping the hair long was an amazing job, the camera loves him," one of the editors said as you watched on the sidelines with your makeup kit in your hand. he was right, jungkook had been set on cutting his hair, but you expressed that it looked better with it long.

"i have a different opinion," you said softly, running your fingers through his hair underneath the sink. it was your third thursday working with jungkook and the tension had been high ever since the first meeting.

"are you admitting that you find me attractive?" he asked with a soft grin on his lips, big eyes looking up at you as you ran your fingers across his scalp. "tell me that you don't want me to cut it and i won't." he said softly and a part of you hated that it had just been the two of you in the salon. you could feel the innocent tingle of his fingertips dancing up your thighs, a teasing tongue poking from his lips.

"don't cut it." you smiled, running the faucet over his locks.

"how was that? was that the last take?" jungkook asked, removing the jacket and allowing his upper body to be engulfed in the cold air. another worker on the styling had assisted him with a handheld fan and a bottle of water. you ran the sharp ended comb through his hair, detangling his temporary mess of locks with it. he looked over you and you remained focused, hoping that you'd be able to go home after this.

the director of the shoot had considered it wraps since he had most of the shots that he wanted. heading outside, your phone had pinged as you took a seat on the bench.

zara:

i'm unable to pick you up. got caught in traffic heading back to seoul. so sorry 😢

you sighed, searching through your messages for another friend to pick you up if he had been free from his schedule. you had been granted access to use the private exit and entrance since sasaengs had been at an all time high.

"what are you doing here still?" a voice snapped you out of your thoughts and you realized that it was jungkook.

"oh... a friend of mine isn't able to pick me up anymore," you looked from your phone to see that someone had responded to your cry of help.

"i can take you home. i didn't ride the bike today," he rubbed at the back of his neck, chuckling. you had no thoughts about it -- jungkook was well and capable enough to get you home. you shoved your phone in your pocket and rolled your makeup cart behind you.

"so.. have you eaten anything?" he asked, opening up your passenger door. he grabbed the cart from your hands and popped the trunk to his mercedes, putting the cart inside with ease.

"i had some lunch earlier before arriving the shoot, so i'm not hungry." you said, smiling softly. your stomach had grumbled, causing you to place your hand over it. jungkook snorted, looking over your figure before to his car.

"we can grab something if you want, i'm pretty hungry too." you scanned over his attire and had seen that he had most likely finished getting dressed from the shoot. he wore a sleeveless shirt, hair swiped back with a headband and comfortable sweats. even his tennis shoes looked expensive. you could tell that his hair was a little drenched and figured that since so-hee had come to the shoot today.

"sure, that's fine." you said, smiling and climbing into his car. he closed the door behind you and soon joined you in the driver's seat, starting the car and exiting the private parking garage. the car ride was silent, listening to his curated spotify playlist. you had to admit that most of his choices in music were immaculate, silently adding them to your playlist.

it was about a 25 minute drive when jungkook pulled over to a restauraunt that had been so hidden that he had to point it out to you. the entrance was private and two guards stood over the doors whenever they closed. you had been a bit nervous, under the impression that it would be more than a quick bite to eat.

"i'm not kidnapping you, i promise. i just eat here so often so now they're used to my license plate number," he chuckled. "we can grab it and go."

"no, it's.. fine. i've never been here," you said with a smile, letting out a slow exhale to cool your nerves. "but tell me, jeon," you turned to rest your elbow on the console. "what.. is going on?"

"what do you mean?" he leaned back, leaning his head towards the ceiling. he closed his eyes, letting out a soft sigh only to turn his head to you. "you're bad at taking hints, you know?" he said to you, causing you to freeze and remain silent. "i was camping out with txt for 5 days straight before you even started to notice me."

"i did notice you," you said, blinking your eyes.

"yeah, but did you notice the flowers on your desk this morning? or what about the extra yogurt cup that you like to eat? in the fridge?" he said. he smiled to you and you thought over -- a vase of flowers did end up on your desk yesterday morning and you figured that it had been love from your old crew missing you on thursday's.

"those were... from you?" you asked. he nodded his head and you chuckled.

"we better go in to grab our food. it's getting close to 6 and i have a studio session at 9." he stated, pursing his lips with a soft smile. you had felt a bit bad missing all the chances when he'd come to hang with txt or the flowers on your desk. he turned the car off and soon met you around to open your door for you.

it had been two weeks since that event and that night had never left your mind. how nice he was, paying for both of your meals and walking you inside to help you with your makeup cart. every morning after that, you tried your best to give jungkook as much attention as he had once given you, but you had to be smart about it.

there was small words of affirmation you'd give him during work when fixing his hair or his makeup, causing him to chuckle and return them. it wasn't until two months after that he had asked you to come to his studio session to lend him advice as you had done being his stylist. you arrived much later after the time that he had asked, confirming through text that his producers and team had left and it would be just you two.

it would appear unprofessional to his team for you to arrive during his private schedule. so you requested it to be just like this. you pushed the door open, sliding in with your makeup cart after your shift.

"hey, you made it." he said, getting out of his chair to greet you with a warm hug. he took ahold of your makeup cart and moved it to the corner of his room. "i just got done with the ramen. are you hungry?"

you went to answer and he hesitated. "don't lie to me, either."

"i could eat, yeah," you chuckled, taking a seat at his comfortable couch. jungkook carefully handed you the ramen and there you two would talk over your day. it wasn't until past midnight that jungkook had grown frustrated, slightly removing the headphones and exiting the booth. you looked up from your phone, placing it on the side. "you alright?"

"i'm just hitting a brick wall with the bridge," he slid into the chair and started to type at his computer. you could see him rearranging the tracks, deleting and adding things to it. "i'm fuckin' over it, you wanna go home?"

you sat up straight at the sudden suggestion of leaving, scanning over the room for your makeup cart. "i can go if you need some alone time, absolutely."

you could watch the expression on jungkook's face changed, realizing that you wouldn't actually mind going. he stood up to protest against your actions, grabbing your hand softly and demanding your attention.

"don't leave. that was a dumb suggestion," he smiled and you laughed, placing your hand on your hip. "you look pretty tonight, your lip gloss is.."

you couldn't help but to gulp, standing up straight and looking around the room. "zara bought me a lip gloss for our friendship anniversary so i've been wearing it."

it was almost like he had nothing that you said. "can i kiss you?" he asked, his eyes focused on nothing but your lips. you licked over your bottom lip, taking the chance to glance at his lips. you nodded your head slowly, stabilizing yourself so you wouldn't pass out. you didn't need to, jungkook had already gripped your thighs and admired how thick they felt in the pair of jeans you wore today.

his mouth was soft against yours, hands sliding and gripping at your hips as he took bold steps to get you against the wall. you had been breathless, his mouth moving to leave tender kisses at your jaw. he was gentle in his movements, nudging your chin with his head to get more access so he could suck on your neck. it was impossible to breathe during moments like this, his hand rubbing up your breast to grip your neck.

"you gotta breathe for me baby, or i won't let you," he whispered, sucking your earlobe into his mouth. before you could even comprehend what he just told you, his phone started to vibrate in his pocket. he kissed you one last time, teasing your tongue with his own before pulling from you. "fuck," he said, re-adjusting himself in his pants before stepping out to take the call. you wanted to pretend so bad you didn't see that curve.

you were thankful for the break towards your own self, adjusting your breathing and taking a seat back on the couch. of course, you and jungkook had done nothing but the casual flirting and after your first lunch together, you had noticed that he was persistent in his attraction to you. zara had noticed it first, but you never thought to pay attention to it.

it had been seven weeks since that night in the studio.

nothing had changed .. well, not that drastically. the two of you agreed that it was extremely unprofessional what had gone on during his studio session, noting that there is privacy inside but anyone could've walked in and caught you two. you both had agreed to cease all things for the better of privacy.

"keep talking to me, you know that i love that shit," jungkook grunted against your ear, hands prying your legs open so that he could continue to dig you out solely with the power of his fingers. his free hand teased at your thigh, getting a good feel of it bare. wearing that skirt was a plus. the movie that you two had started up in the background had simply meant nothing. not when you had been on the brink of an orgasm and not when jungkook was hard as rock in his pants. it meant nothing to the sweet moans that he craved to hear, teasing into you before anything. "you're squeezing me so tight baby," he pulled away from sucking the skin at your collarbone. "it's just my fingers." he whispered against your thigh, scissoring his fingers into your heat whilst sucking on the skin.

the movie had still been going on when your phone rang for the second time, jungkook granting you a break while you tended to it. "it's zara, girl i have to tell you the tea about this boy i just went on a date with!" you sighed, wanting to roll your eyes but than remembering that she was to tell you every detail. "zara, it's a bad time right now-"

jungkook had resumed his ministrations to your neck, easing his fingers back into you so that he could grant you a reward. it drove you nuts when he started to hump into you, providing special attention to the hard on that he'd been accompanying for the majority of this makeout session. he had never demanded too much of you, just to feel good and sound pretty for him. he was doing that now, making sure to remain quiet through the disappointed sound of zara's voice. "30 minutes? i can.. i can definitely give you a call back in 30 minutes."

and so it was, your phone flying from your hands onto the couch and back into jungkook's hair as he helped you reached your orgasm. you fiddled around his sweats now, hoping to get a taste of what he'd been withholding from you. "no, maybe another time. i know what i want to do with you, right now."

he climbed from your being and pull his sweats down, calvin klein underwear withholding his hard on. you can tell that he was thick in girth, a curve revealing itself close the tip. you licked over his lips and he chuckled, a breathy request to never give him that look again.

"you're a great klein boy," you said with a chuckle as he grabbed your hands to pull your hands to get you to be on top of him. your panties had still been around your left ankle, but he was impatient.

"and you're my beautiful girl. can you ride me now?" he asked and you blushed. you put your hands on the back of the couch as he rubbed his tip against your entrance. you leaned forward to chew on his earlobe as you sunk down on him, a soft moan filling his ears as he bottomed out in you.

"..fucking.. you'll be the death of me," he whimpered into your breast, biting at your shirt and using his hands to cup your ass. with his strength, he began to lift and drop you, literally bouncing you up and down his thick and curvy dick. you were wet in an instant, creaming if you had been given the chance and full on sucking jungkook's neck.

his head was thrown back against the sofa, eyes rolling to the ceiling as you squeezed him. "so fucking tight, so creamy baby," he praised you, licking stripes at your neck. he massaged your ass with his hands once you started to bounce on his toes, thumb circling a special area before softly plunging in.

"baby, fuck.." you lowered your head on his shoulders, sitting down fully before rocking your hips back and forth. it was insane that the two of you co-existed throughout the week as total strangers and on the seventh day of every week, he'd fuck your brains out. of course there was romance, sneaky kisses in the makeup room when no one had been around and texts of "i miss you's" being exchanged. but nothing compared to the feeling you'd get when hearing the sound of your sofa screech because he'd been dogging you out. nothing compared to how desperate he'd become when trying to get both you and his nut.

the sweet nothings was more than somethings when you orgasmed around him and he filled you up, rocking into you until he softened and was for sure that you'd be full of his cum. it was sinful, the connection that you two had created.

you placed your hands on his chest and caught your breath, continuing to rock your hips with your bottom lip between your teeth. "you wan' some more?" jungkook asked, pulling your top over your body while doing the same to his own clothes. "you don't get enough of me, do you?"

he asked, unclipping your bra with one hand before taking a nipple into his mouth. he had angled his bottom while doing so, thrusting his hips into your heat as though you didn't milk him dry. you were down for the challenge though - the challenge of pure overstimulation and which one of you would be the one to call it quits first.

"want me to clear my schedule tonight for you?" he asked after giving you a quick trip to poundtown. the two of you had been in your bed, cuddled up underneath the covers after a fresh bath.

"you've taken off the past two days. this is usually just a sunday thing." you brought up.

"what if i want this to be more than a sunday thing, hm?" he kissed at your forehead. there was a look in your eyes that he had never seen you give before. "i like spending time with you, outside of the sex. you know you mean more to me than that."

"yeah?" you asked him, placing a kiss over his lips.

"i'd like to be with you seven days out of the week if i could," he said, sliding his mouth over yours. before you know it, you'd been on your back and hands encased in his.

seven days a week didn't sound too bad.