#hyunsvngbinitober !

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kinktober !

kink: breeding

pairing: lee minho x fem!reader

wc: 2k

breeding kink: the intense arousal at the thought of being impregnated or impregnating someone.

You'd always loved kissing. Sitting on someone's lap as they hold you close, your lips connected to theirs. Feeling the motions grow in intensity as you both got more and more turned on - it had always been your favourite thing to do.

But kissing Minho? It was a whole different story.

The way his scent overwhelmed you every time, the way his taste flooded your senses. He would hold you so tightly, as though he couldn't possibly get you close enough. His hands roaming your skin, traversing the planes of your back, your waist, your hips, your ass. It was everything you needed, and you could never get enough.

It was inevitable as soon as it started. Your hips started to pick up a pace against his clothed erection, a desperate, grinding movement that made Minho smile against your lips. He didn’t stop you, only aiding the movement with his hands on your ass while he dominated your mouth with his tongue.

You couldn't hold back your whimpers, and Minho's smirk only grew. He pulled away from the kiss and you didn't even give him a second. "Minho, please-" 

"We don't have any condoms, baby. We're out."

You almost felt the ground collapse beneath you. "No! Say you're joking right now!" 

He wouldn't fuck you without protection, you knew it. He was too cautious. But that didn't stop you from trying. 

"Let's fuck anyways. I need it, Minho, I need you.”

Minho mirrored your pout back to you as he stroked your cheek gently with the back of his knuckles. "But what if I fuck a baby into you?"

What happened next was completely involuntary. His filthy words, coupled with his gentle tone, and his big dark eyes looking into yours. You moaned aloud, your hips grinding down hard, rubbing your pussy across his bulge once more. 

Minho's pout gave way to a shit-eating grin. "Oh, fuck. You want me to fuck a baby into you. Don't you? You want me to breed you like a little slut?"

"You can't talk like this if you aren't gonna fuck me!" you whined. 

He raised an eyebrow at you. "Who said I'm not gonna fuck you?" 

You stared at him, mouth slightly open. "You are? Are you gonna cum in me too?"

Minho gave a half-shrug. "If you're good."

"I'll be good!" you insisted. "M-Min, I'll be so good for you."

He smiled at your desperation. "Go ahead, then. Show me what a good girl you can be."

You didn't waste a single second. You tugged his t-shirt down impatiently, revealing his collarbones to your eyes. You attached your lips to his smooth, milky skin, licking and sucking all along his collarbone, until you found that spot that always drew the most delicious breathy moans from him.

“Oh, baby.” There it was. You had him. “You want me to fuck you raw that bad?”

You felt him get harder beneath you, his hips rolling to meet your core as you ground down onto him. Whining into his skin, you drooled against him with every movement, hands moving to clutch onto his shoulders. 

“Please,” You gasped, nipping at his collarbone. Minho grunted, nodding, and then he was pushing his joggers down to let his erection spring out. It rested heavy and thick against his t-shirt, a drop of precum staining the fabric with how aroused he was. “Please, please, Minho, I can’t, it hurts, I need you so bad, it’s-”

“God, be quiet,” Minho huffed, yanking your bottoms and underwear down altogether. He threw them to the side, and you yelped when he pushed you down onto the bed, back hitting the mattress. You were so wet you could feel it, folds slick and clit swollen with need. He shifted on his knees, pushing your legs apart and settling between them. 

Minho leaned in and captured your lips in a rough kiss, his hands beginning to roam over your body. You laid there, pliant while he rucked your shirt up and cupped your tits in his hands before moving lower. His lips moved to your neck, and you could feel his hot breath on your skin. His fingers teased your entrance, and you moaned, thighs clenching at the bare minimum of a sensation. 

“Ah. I was gonna prep you, but I don’t think you need it, do you?” He smirked, leaning back on his haunches. He grabbed his cock in a tight ring around the base, running his cockhead through your folds. The movement made you keen, legs thrashing and hips bucking into the feeling. Minho’s eyes were half lidded when he felt just how wet you were, hand moving to pull his shirt up just enough to expose his tummy. You pouted.

“Off,” You pointed at his t-shirt, and he grinned, tilting his head in mock confusion. “Take it off, Minho.”

“Okay, okay. Demanding tonight, aren’t you?” He quipped, and then he was pulling the offending fabric off. His tummy was toned, broad biceps and shoulders fully revealed to you. Before you could even take the sight in and enjoy the view of your boyfriend fully naked, he was positioning himself at your core again, tip just barely breaching your hole. You were so wet he could’ve bottomed out with one, slick movement, but he kept himself at your entrance with a cocky grin. “Do you want it? Do you want it raw like this, do you want to feel every part of me? Tell me.”

“Yes, Minho,” You wailed, trying to buck your hips enough for him to slip inside. He raised an eyebrow, shaking his head, pushing your hips down with one, firm hand. You sobbed out, eyes finally tearing up at the prospect of having your boyfriend like this. Raw, unfiltered, nothing separating the pair of you. “Please, please. Please, sir. I need it, I need it, need you to fill me up and cum inside me, and breed me- oh god, sir, breed me, please, gimme your cum, please-”

Minho groaned at your words, desperate and babbling, and then he was pushing inside. His cock always stretched you out just right, thick enough for you to feel the breach and long enough that he felt like he was in your tummy. He bottomed out with one, easy thrust, his eyes dark and lips parted as he gauged your reaction. You nodded, desperate breaths tumbling out of your lips.

“Don’t need to wait, just- just gimme, please-”

“Dirty,” Minho mumbled, and then he was positioning his forearms either side of your head and thrusting into you at a blistering pace. The sudden movement made you keen, tears finally slipping out of your eyes and pussy clenching around his length. You grabbed his arms for purchase, feeling yourself moving up and down the bed with the forcefulness of his thrusts. “Fuckin’ dirty. My dirty jagi, dirty little kitty wanting me like this. You need me to fill you up, don’t you? Look at you crying. Fucking pathetic, yeah?”

“Need it,” You managed to speak, whining and whimpering with every thrust. It felt so much better like this. You felt like you could feel every ridge, every vein on his cock and the way his pubic hair was rutting into your clit. It was too much, too sensitive, too big, but you couldn’t get enough of it. 

"Please! Minho I need your cum, I need it, so bad, please!" You were delirious at this stage - his cum was all you could think of. Thick and white, flooding your insides.

"No, no, baby," he urged you gently, thrusting his dick deep inside of you once more. "Wait, okay? The longer we go, the more cum I'll have for you." 

"Want you to fill me up, though," you protested.  

"And I will. That's a promise. Be patient." 

Minho cupped your cheek with his hand, and you took his thumb into your mouth, sucking on it lightly. 

"There you go, baby, that's it," he praised you. “Just feel. Feel my cock inside you, can you feel how hard I am? Does it feel better raw?”

You whined around his thumb, nodding. Your words were slurred around the digit when you spoke. “F-feels so much better, Min.”

The muffled words you spoke made Minho groan incoherently, and then he was fucking into you like a rabbit. His hips slapped against your thighs, your pussy making wet slicking sounds that would’ve made you embarrassed - but the way Minho stared down at your hole taking his cock, raw and unfiltered, made you proud of how wet he’d made you.

“I’ll have to fuck you raw everyday then, baby,” Minho grunted, his cockhead kissing your cervix with every rough thrust. “I’ll have to do it every fucking night, make sure my - oh, baby, this pussy - I’ll have to make sure my cum takes, baby, make sure it makes you all swollen with me.”

"Breed me, Minho, that's all I'm good for," you whimpered. 

He gave you a cocky grin. "You know your place, baby, I'm so proud of you."

"Are you close?" you asked desperately. "Are you gonna give me your cum soon?"

"Oh, baby, I could cum any second. I'm just holding off cause I don't want this to end."

"No, please, Min-"

"Shh," he cut you off. "I'm enjoying my jagi’s sweet, tight pussy. Never get to feel it raw." He grunted as he delivered a particularly hard thrust. "So warm in here. So wet and tight. Mmm."

"You like my pussy raw?" you asked.

"I love it," he confirmed. "Now be a good little whore, and let me savour it."

You thought you might die if he didn't give you his cum soon. You'd always loved his cum, you'd be stupid not to. Hot, white, salty. You loved it when he came on your tongue, down your throat, on your cheeks, your tits, your ass, anywhere. But deep inside your pussy? Fuck, you needed it.

"Are you ready for it, baby?" Minho asked, his voice strained. "Are you ready for my cum? Can't hold back much longer." 

His hair was sticking to his forehead with sweat, and his eyes almost looked wild. It was animalistic - he needed to cum in you, just as badly as you needed it.

You nodded impatiently, tears streaming down your cheeks. "I'm ready - deep inside me, please."

"Of course I'll cum deep, baby. I want this to take, wanna cum right against your cervix."

"Fuck," you whined.

"Legs up," he instructed, guiding your legs onto his shoulders, as high as they could go.

You swore you'd never been fucked this deep before. His dick was filling you completely, reaching places it never had before. It hurt, when the tip of his cock prodded against the ring of your cervix, but it was a pain that you craved. 

"Oh, fuck - fuck, here it comes," Minho groaned. "Look at me, baby, look into my eyes." His voice was frantic, and you obeyed within less than a second. 

He thrusted hard, hammering into your cervix one last time. You felt the pain ripple through your abdomen, and it was the last push you needed. 

"I'm cumming!" you squealed, not breaking eye contact for even a second, not even when your eyes continued to leak tears, vision blurry. Minho's pupils were blown out, barely showing his dark brown irises.

"Take it, baby," he grunted. "Take my cum." 

"Thank you, Min, thank you for filling me up," you babbled. "Thank you so much."

He slowly pulled out, before flashing the dreamiest smile you'd ever seen. "No, thank you." He fell onto the bed beside you, before pulling you in close and wiping your tear-stained cheeks. "Was that good? It didn't hurt too much?"

You shook your head, nuzzling into him. "Hurt a little. Was good though." 

"Good," he said, kissing the top of your head.

The two of you lay in silence as you caught your breath together. All you could hear was the racing of his heartbeat. 

"Min?" you asked.

"Yeah, baby?" 

"You are gonna buy me some Plan B, right?""Obviously," he snorted. "Way to kill the mood, though. Dork."

[hyunsvngs]

kinktober !

kink: period sex

pairing: lee minho x fem!reader

wc: 2.6k

period sex: sexual activity that happens while at least one partner is menstruating or on their period.

It was the worst form of torture. Every month, your period would leave you feeling the horniest you’d ever felt, and it was even worse when you had a sex god boyfriend who would walk around looking so tasty. In all honesty, he could walk around wearing anything and it’d still have you wanting to shove your hand down your panties and get yourself off. But you couldn’t. Not while he was there, being so lovely and caring for you through the most horrible cramps you’d ever felt in your life.

“How are you feeling now, baby?” Minho murmured. You’d been laying practically on top of him, a cat shaped hot water bottle trapped between your stomachs as you half-watched the movie that was on. You’d been too horny to even pay attention to it, and you weren’t even sure what the fucking thing was called. Minho had been watching, though. He was a stranger to your internal suffering. 

“I’m comfy, thanks, Min,” You replied, kissing his cheek. You didn’t miss the way the tips of his ears still burned red, even after so long. He was so cute, but you wanted his dick. Time to change the subject. “I hate cramps. They’re awful, y’know? They say dark chocolate helps.”

“Want me to get you some? I can drive to the shop,” Minho asked, his hand rubbing circles on the small of your back. You hummed, shaking your head.

“I don’t even like dark chocolate, it was just something stupid I saw years ago,” You said, and Minho chuckled, shaking his head fondly. Then, he turned to you, his eyes soft as he looked you up and down. He always looked at you like you were the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen - even when you were suffering an intense period-caused acne breakout and wearing one of his t-shirts and a pair of fluffy pyjama bottoms. 

“I heard something similar,” He began, biting his lip. “I heard orgasms help. Have you tried getting yourself off, baby?”

Oh, he was too sweet. Always looking for solutions to make you feel better. “Well… Min, I can’t exactly get myself off while you’re here. That’d be weird.”

“I’d love every second of it,” He was serious, but you still giggled, poking his cheek playfully. “Baby, in all seriousness, if you want me to fuck you, I will. A bit of blood will not bother me.”

You blinked, leaning up. “You’d really do that?”

Minho chuckled, kissing you chastely. “It’s blood, baby. It’s really not a big deal. I’ll lay a towel down.”

You stared at him for a moment, and he stared back, raising an eyebrow in questioning. Then, you yanked the fluffy cat hot water bottle out from between you and kissed him. He just deserved a kiss for that, but he still let out a little ‘mmph’ in shock at your boldness. “Minho,” You mumbled against his lips, and he hummed in response. “I’m so fucking horny, you don’t even understand. Every fucking period, you walk around looking so hot, and I could’ve just asked this whole time?”

“Baby, I look like this all month,” He chuckled, kissing you again. “Honestly though, yeah. You could’ve just asked, dummy.”

“Oh my God,” You sighed, curling into him more to kiss his neck. He let you mouth your way down his soft skin, and you sucked a mark into his collarbone where you knew it wouldn’t be seen. He scoffed out a laugh, his hand moving to rub over your ass instead. “Oh my God, Minho, get a fucking towel.”

He was still laughing when he stood up, shaking his head as he grabbed an old towel from his wardrobe. You belatedly realised that oh, he’d see the blood, and you were starting to feel a little less confident. When you hadn’t moved from the bed to let him lay the towel down, he tilted his head at you in confusion. 

“You can’t look, okay?” You gushed, jumping up from the mattress. Minho bit his lip, hiding a laugh. You pouted, stomping your feet in a mild tantrum. “I’m going to pull my pants down, and you have to close your eyes, because there will be blood on my pad. Okay?”

“Baby,” Minho shut his eyes, shaking his head. When he opened them again, you could see the amusement in them, and it made you pout even harder. “I’d be shocked if there wasn’t blood on your pad, y’know? Given that you’re on your period.”

“Well, yeah, but still-”

“Come here,” He commanded. You couldn’t deny that tone of voice, even if you were mid-tantrum and shy. You walked over to him, and he tossed the towel onto the bed, wrapping his arm around your waist. You let him kiss down your neck like he’d done to you, biting at the skin and humming when you let out a choked noise. “I think you’re so fucking sexy, you know that?”

“You’re sexy,” You protested, and he shook his head against your skin. He pulled away from your neck, using two fingers to get you to look into his eyes. You were practically melting. 

“I’m gonna get you naked the way I always do,” He said, and his tone was firm. You wanted to protest, to make a big deal, but he shook his head before you could even speak. “I’m going to get you naked the way I always do. I’m gonna take my time worshipping those tits, and then I’m going to fuck you and get you to cream nice and wet on my cock. I do not care about blood. Okay?”

You blinked. You couldn’t even argue with that, really. “Okay.”

“God, you’re so good for me, aren’t you?” He murmured, his eyes dark and staring directly into yours. “Letting me fuck you like this. What a good fucking girl, huh?”

“I need you so bad,” You whimpered, and Minho chuckled. You gasped when he wrapped his hand around your throat, a light pressure but there nonetheless, and then he was kissing you. It was different to his soft, loving kisses on the bed, his tongue demanding dominance inside your mouth and making you whine. You couldn’t protest when he ran his hands up your back underneath your shirt, and you definitely couldn’t protest when his hands gripped your ass firmly. He was such a fucking wet dream.

You watched in awe as he yanked his shirt off from behind his neck, revealing planes of milky skin and toned biceps. You didn’t even hide your gaze, your eyes running over him in delight as you felt the arousal pool in your stomach. He pushed you back against the bed, somehow landing you directly on top of the towel as he made quick work of your shirt. You weren’t wearing a bra for comfort purposes, and he made a sound akin to a growl as he saw your tits, nipples pebbled against the cold chill of the room. 

“Baby, these tits,” He moaned, grabbing them both with his hands. “They’re fuller, huh?”

“It’s the period,” You gasped, letting him tweak your nipples with his fingers almost painfully. He knew how you liked it. “You like them?”

“I like them every fucking day,” He responded quickly, wrapping his lips around one of the buds and sucking. You let out a choked noise, feeling the sensitivity of them from your current state. Minho perked up, grinning. “Are they sensitive?”

“I think every part of me is fucking sensitive, God, please fuck me,” You gushed, spreading your legs and letting him get between them. Minho chuckled, letting his tongue run over your nipple again. 

His fingers went to the waistband of your fluffy rabbit pyjama bottoms, playing with the fabric. He raised an eyebrow at you, and his facial expression was soft, fond. “Can I take these off, baby?”

You bit your lip. “Only if you’re sure.”

“I’m sure I want to fuck you all the time, so yes,” He said, grinning. You held your breath as he pulled your pants down, taking your underwear with them and tossing them to the floor. He hadn’t looked, and you knew he did it to make you feel comfortable. You loved him so much it made your heart swell. His eyes dragged down your body, his hand stroking softly over your tummy and eyes landing on your pussy. Oh, God. “Fucking beautiful. You’re so beautiful.”

“Can you get naked now?” You shifted impatiently. Minho smiled, nodding, and then he was pulling his own bottoms down. You were more than delighted to see he’d foregone underwear, cock springing out and looking solid. You leaned forward instantly, letting your lips brush his as you wrapped your hand round the base of his cock, the trimmed hairs tickling your skin. “This fucking cock. It’s so amazing.”

“He likes you too,” Minho mumbled against your lips, kissing them chastely. “You gonna jerk me off a bit, baby?”

You sighed. “I wanna suck it, to be honest.”

Minho shook his head, letting his hand fall to yours and moving it on his shaft. “I will cum instantly if you suck me off right now,” He admitted, leaning down to run his tongue over your nipple again. You jolted, moaning and starting to pump his cock steadily. You tightened your hand a little bit more at the tip, just the way he likes it, and his cock leaked just a bit of precum in approval. “Something about this, baby. The way you trust me so much. I think I could die.”

You giggled, moving your hands to pull him in at his waist. “I think I’ll die if you don’t fuck me. I need to cum on your cock so bad.”

“Yeah?” Minho asked, but the look on his face told you he was very aware. He positioned his cock at your pussy, letting the tip run through your folds teasingly. “I think I’ll fuck you then.”

“God, do you want me to beg?” You huffed, wrapping your legs around his waist. “I’m not above begging.”

“I know, I have you begging for it every night,” He mused, and then he was pushing inside. The stretch startled you, and you moaned loudly, making Minho chuckle. He bottomed out easily, the slide wet and your pussy more than pliant for him. You were sure your pussy was moulded to the shape of his cock at that point. “How do you want it? Tell me, baby.”

“I- oh, deep, hard?” You said, voice lilted as if it was a question. “Give it to me the way I like it, you know.”

“Yeah?” Minho asked, starting to thrust into you steadily. You moaned, clenching tight on his cock. You were so sensitive, unabashed moans and whines falling from parted lips and echoing around Minho’s room. “You want me to call you my slut, so desperate for my cock? You want me to fuck you senseless?”

“Oh, oh-” You keened, and Minho laughed, kissing your neck. His cock was solid, hard inside of you, and the way he was thrusting into you was such a smooth, slick slide that it had you wanting to cum instantly. 

“Yeah, you are my slut, aren’t you?” He murmured against your skin, and when he pulled away to look at you, you were left breathless. His hair was dark, flopping over his forehead but not obscuring his beautiful features, his pouty lips parted and exposing his cute bunny teeth. They pressed at his bottom lip as he fucked into you, and when you looked into his dark, feline eyes, all you could see was love. You couldn’t help but moan, nodding. You let your fingers grip onto his biceps for stability. “I know, I know, baby. Let me take care of you.”

You gasped as he pushed his thumb into your mouth, and you were quick to suck on it dutifully, running your tongue over his digit. He pressed it in deep, swirling it around your tongue and staring at you with half-lidded eyes. You startled when he reached down, rubbing your clit with his thumb. “Min, the blood-”

“Ssh,” He urged you, shaking his head. He pushed one leg back with his other hand, letting it fall over his shoulder and fucking you deeper with his thumb massaging circles into your sensitive bud. “I know how to make this pussy cum, don’t I?”

“Yeah, yeah, you do,” You agreed, nodding. His chest pushed your thigh into your tits, leaning over you to kiss you once, filthily and deep. His thumb didn’t let up and neither did his thrusts, his cock bullying into your hole over and over and making you whine. “Jesus, Minho, your cock is fucking amazing.”

“It’s all yours, baby,” Minho’s voice was strained, hips stuttering against you. “Baby, you’re so wet, I don’t know if I can hold out.”

“Min, please,” You begged, eyes bleary. “I’m- I need to cum, Minho.”

“Fuck, fuck, yeah, I know,” He gasped, eyes rolling back into his head. It was a rare sight seeing Minho pussydrunk - he normally held out for a lot longer than you did, but clearly the added wetness on his cock was a little bit too much for him. “Feel me, baby. Focus on my cock. It’s so fucking hard for you, yeah?”

“Yeah,” You gasped, bucking your hips into his thrusts. He pinched your clit meanly, smirking when it made you squeal. Your chest heaved, a sheen of sweat forming on your skin. 

“Gorgeous fucking girl. Your little pussy always needs me, kitty,” He moaned, grunting into your neck with every thrust. You were getting close, his ministrations too much to handle when combined with his filthy words. “Fuckin’ slut. My slut, yeah? Always needing me, needing my fucking cock inside of you.”

You whined, nodding. You’d started to bounce on his cock now, letting him pinch and rub your clit to send you into oblivion. “Always need it, oh, oh, Min, mean, be mean-”

“Be mean, kitty?” He scoffed. You gasped when he moved his hand from your thigh, and then he was slapping you across the face, a light slap but definitely there nonetheless. Your eyebrows furrowed, lips parting. “Got me pussydrunk, kitty. Fucking minx.”

“‘M gonna cum, Minho,” You warned, your sopping walls fluttering around his cock happily. “I’m gonna fucking cum, you’re gonna make me cum, oh-”

“Yeah?” He moaned, his noises getting higher in pitch. He was getting close. “I’m gonna cum with you. Do you want it? Do you want my cum?”

“Always want your cum, oh, breed me, Min, I’ll soak your cock-”

You let out a loud whine, digging your fingernails into his shoulders almost painfully as you came. You felt your pussy gushing on your boyfriend’s cock, soaking his length and moaning like a fucking pornstar all the way through your orgasm. Minho tensed, his hands grabbing your hips. His hips stopped completely, cock bottomed out inside you as he filled you with his cum. 

He collapsed on you, his weight a welcomed addition. “I’m not g’na pull out yet ‘cause I know you’ll get shy,” He mumbled, kissing your sweaty skin. You giggled, nodding. 

“Do you wanna take a bath?” You asked, running your fingers up his back. 

“I can’t think of anything better, baby,” He sighed. “I said I was going to fuck you senseless but I think you’ve just fucked me.”

“On the upside, my cramps are gone,” You grinned. Minho looked up at you, kissing your nose fondly. 

“Let me know if they’re back,” He said, eyes earnest. “I’ll just have to fuck you again, since you don’t like dark chocolate.”

“Really hate the stuff,” You hummed, nodding. “I like you though.”

Minho giggled, his nose scrunching up cutely. “I like you too, baby.”

[hyunsvngs]

kinktober !

kink: somnophilia

pairing: lee minho x fem!reader

wc: 1.3k

somnophilia: a sexual interest in engaging in sexual activity with a sleeping person.

You checked the time, yet again. 11:39PM. You'd known Minho would be home late late tonight, but you couldn't help but hold out hope anyways. Partly because you loved falling asleep beside him. Mainly because you wanted him to rail you before bed.

You really, really wanted to try and stay awake for him… But it had been a long day, and there was only so many times you could force your eyes to re-open when they drifted shut. You huffed sulkily as you pulled out your phone to text Minho.

'can't stay awake much longer min, might be asleep when you get back :( morning sex instead?'

Less than a minute later, your phone began to buzz. Minho? He was calling you… To tell you he was on his way to fuck you imminently? You hoped so.

"Hey, sleepy," he greeted you.

"Hey," you mumbled back. "Practice going okay?"

"Yeah, going pretty well. I'd rather be home with you, though."

You groaned down the phone. "Ditch them. Come fuck me."

Minho's laugh rang through the speaker. "Listen, I just wanted to catch you quickly before you fall asleep. Do you still want me to fuck you when I get home?"

You blinked. "I can't stay awake, Minho, I told you-"

"That's not what I asked," he cut you off. "It's up to you. But if you want me to fuck you anyways, I will."

Oh. You'd spoken about this before, a while ago. Somnophilia. It was mainly a hypothetical conversation, but you'd both expressed interest in it.

Tired as you were, you grinned. "Yeah, baby, that sounds good."

"See you later, honey."

A few minutes ago, you'd been on the edge of sleep. Now you were so excited you didn't know if you could fall asleep. You took off your pyjamas, setting yourself up for easy access, before climbing back into bed and closing your eyes tight. Thankfully, you managed to fall asleep.

♡

Minho couldn't hold back a soft gasp when he saw your sleeping form. So peaceful, as always, laid on your side as you cuddled into the blankets. Your eyes were shut, your breathing slow and gentle. He couldn't fucking wait to disturb you.

He dropped his towel, fresh from his shower after practice, and climbed onto the bed ever so gently; he didn't want to come bounding in and wake you from the outset. If it were up to him, you'd remain sound asleep until the second he thrusted his dick inside you. Though, realistically, he was aware of his own fingering skills, and doubted that you were capable of sleeping through that.

His face lit up when he pulled back the blankets to find you unclothed. His hand ghosted down your figure, trailing over your breast, down your side, across the curve of your hip. He'd made sure to warm his hands upon getting home, not wanting to startle you. He moved you so gently, easing you onto your back so that he could spread your legs. You let out a quiet sigh, and he paused for a moment, looking for any signs of stirring. Thankfully, you remained asleep.

He kneeled between your legs, taking a risky move and leaned down, blowing cool air onto your nipples. They reacted within seconds, visibly hardening, making Minho's cock twitch.

He pinched your clit gently between his forefinger and thumb, monitoring your reactions carefully. He circled it with his thumb, building the pressure slightly when he was reassured that it wasn't waking you up.

You were getting wetter and wetter as Minho continued his motions, and he had noticed this. He let a finger trace over your hole lightly, just enough to gather some of the wetness and slick up your clit. He rubbed it faster, his fingers sliding around with little friction.

Minho's cock was only growing harder as the minutes passed. He resisted the urge to stroke himself as he played with you. As much as he wanted some of the pressure to be relieved, he also wanted your pussy to be the very first thing he felt.

He slipped a finger inside you, just one, easing it inside so slowly. He had to stifle a moan - you were impossibly tight, clenched around his digit, though you were so wet that it slid in easily. He found your g-spot, curling upwards to meet it. You let out a sleepy whimper at this, and his head snapped up to monitor your expression. Your eyebrows were furrowed, but you still seemed far from waking. He sighed in relief.

Minho adored teasing you, so he was no stranger to going slow. But tonight, it was more about keeping you asleep than driving you to tears with frustration. He slid another finger inside you, stretching you open, preparing you for his dick. He scissored his fingers, opening you up until he was satisfied he could fit himself inside without hurting you.

He was practically shaking with excitement as he lined up the tip of his cock with your hole.

"Fuck," he cursed quietly, easing the tip in. He held you by the hips, his fingertips light as a feather as he angled them just so. And then, in one swift motion, he pushed his dick inside you, all the way to the hilt.

You were sleeping soundly, but there was no way you could sleep through that.

"M-Min?" you whimpered, bleary-eyed.

"Shh, it's okay," he soothed you, planting a kiss on your forehead. "Go back to sleep."

You closed your eyes obediently, remaining in that warm, sleepy state. Minho began to thrust slowly, pulling himself out of your pussy before sliding all the way back in. You were so mind-numbingly tight, so fucking wet. He felt like he was going crazy. He so wished to fuck you ruthlessly, to pound into you hard and fast and make you cry out his name. But, he couldn't. Not when you were right where he wanted you. Drowsy, pliant, so quiet and still.

You raised your arms, holding them out to him, signaling that you wanted him closer, and he just about melted. He wrapped his arms around you, holding you tight. He was in paradise - he couldn't believe his luck, that he had a partner who would let him do this. That you trusted him enough to give your entire self to him, in this state. It was almost enough to make him blow his load already.

You buried your head in the crook of Minho's neck and shoulder, breathing in the scent of his soap. The quiet, breathy moans you let out at each thrust were like music to his ears.

Minho was buried so deep inside you. He began to fuck you faster - compared to the ferocity he usually fucked you with, his pace was still fairly tame. But to your sleepy self, it was completely and utterly mind-blowing. You squeaked, the noise muffled by Minho's skin.

He couldn't take it any more; it was all too much. Your warm body pressed flush against his, your arms wrapped around him, the way you clung to him. Your soft, sleepy noises, the way you let your body move with his. You let him use you so willingly.

Minho removed himself from your grasp, straddling your chest, still moving so gently so as to disturb you as little as possible. He gripped your cheeks, pushing open your mouth and eased the tip of his dick onto your tongue. You began to suck, completely instinctively, making Minho moan aloud.

You came around a little, and started sucking with more intention, and he came within seconds, shooting his salty seed onto your tongue. You swallowed it gratefully.

"Was I good, Minho?" you asked, looking up at him through tired, squinted eyes.

"So good, baby," he panted. "So fucking good."

[hyunsvngs]

kinktober !

kink: thighfucking

pairing: hwang hyunjin x fem!reader

wc: 1.7k

thighfucking: non-penetrative sex where the penis is placed between the receiving partner's thighs and friction is generated via thrusting.

Hyunjin was the sweetest lover you'd ever had. He always took the time to make sure you were feeling comfortable and safe, and of course gave you the most mind-blowing orgasms of your life. He was much more of a giver than a taker; as long as you were satisfied, so was he.

Sometimes, though… he was overcome with need. You didn't know what had gotten into him that night. He came fairly early into your lovemaking, which happened sometimes and you didn't hold it against him. He'd usually proceed to attach his lips to your clit and draw one, two, three orgasms out of you. Though his own climax hadn't deterred him at all. His cock didn't soften, not even for a second, and he continued to stroke himself as he sucked his cum from your tongue and swallowed it himself.

He'd fucked you mercilessly, until the both of you were drenched in his sweat. He whimpered about how badly he'd needed your pussy all day, how tight and sweet and wet it was, all for him. He came again, deep inside you, but he was relentless. His thrusts never slowed, fucking his cum deeper into your pussy.

"You gonna cum, baby?" he asked, looking deeply into your eyes. One hand was resting on your lower back, tilting you upwards to ensure he hit your g-spot with every snap of his hips; the other reached down to caress your cheek as he spoke to you gently. "You gonna give me another one?"

"Another one?" you asked, your voice a hoarse whisper after moaning for him for what felt like hours. "I've already given you so many."

Hyunjin smiled at you. "C'mon, angel, I know you have it in you."

You took a deep breath, before nodding slowly. "Yeah, Hyune. Just one more."

He grinned, eyes disappearing into crescents. "That's my baby."

His slender fingers returned to your clit deftly, rubbing gentle circles into it, in time with his thrusts. He leaned down, his soft hair tickling your chest as he tongued your nipple. You closed your eyes and gave in to the pleasure.

Nobody had ever taken the time to learn your body the way Hyunjin had. He knew all the tricks, had all the perfect motions locked down. He was skilled in so many things, but making you cum was his expertise.

Your nails raked lines down Hyunjin's back, making him whimper and bite down on your nipple, in turn causing you to cry out too.

He looked up at you, tears in his eyes, sweat dripping down his forehead. "I'm gonna cum again, baby."

"Gonna fill me up again?" you asked, and he nodded furiously. He pressed his lips to yours, kissing you harshly, his thrusts picking up in speed. You opened your mouth with a moan, and he pushed his tongue into the space. He wasn't even kissing you, he was tongue-fucking you as you both whined, high on pleasure.

Hyunjin was close to his climax, you could tell from the pitch of his whimpers, though his fingers never slipped from your clit. You knew you'd cum soon too.

"Hyunjin- Hyune, Hyun, fuck-" you babbled into his mouth.

"Y/N," he groaned your name back. "I'm - I'm cumming!" He pushed his dick into you, as far as it would go, his pelvic bone grinding against your clit as he carried on rubbing it. He was pushing up against your cervix at this point, and the pain mingled with pleasure, pushing you over the edge.

You lay under him, completely worn out with pleasure. You were both panting, though Hyunjin had done most of the work.

"You did so well for me, babe," he said, smiling down at you sweetly. "Did it all feel good?"

You nodded, smiling through your exhaustion. "Always does."

Hyunjin sighed, looking down. His dick was resting on your vulva, sitting heavily. "It's not going down," he said, with a breathy chuckle.

You looked down, eyes wide. "You're kidding me. You don't wanna go again, do you?"

Hyunjin's cheeks were bright red, his hair positively drenched with sweat. His lips were swollen from being kissed and bitten at, and his chest was still rising and falling heavily as he struggled to catch his breath. He looked as though he could fall to the bed and sleep for days. Despite this, though, he gave you a devilish grin. "I really, really want to."

"Jesus, Hyun, do you have any cum left in you?"

He lifted his cock, dragging his balls gently over your clit. "I don't know. Already drained them three times. But I just…" He ran his hands down your sides, making you shiver. "You're so beautiful. I wanna make love to you forever."

You'd be lying if his kind words didn't make your clit start throbbing once more. But you couldn't - your pussy was on fire. You pouted at him. "My pussy's tired, baby. She needs to rest."

He nodded, accepting this. Hyunjin would never push you past your limits, would never keep begging after you've given him an answer. But you were overcome with the need to take care of him, like he always took care of you.

You raised your legs in the air, locking your ankles over his shoulders and squeezing your legs together. "There. Fuck my thighs."

Hyunjin was looking down at you, lips parted in shock, eyes lit up, as though it was Christmas morning. "Are you sure? I can fuck your thighs?"

"Of course. Go ahead, baby."

This wasn't something you'd ever offered him before, but going from the expression on his face, you'd guess that he'd definitely thought about it. He looked like his wildest dreams had just come true.

Hyunjin parted your legs slightly, sliding his dick between them. His dick was still wet from your pussy, but he spat onto it, lubing things up even further. He liked it wet and messy, but you knew he was worrying about chafing you too. You watched as his spit dripped down, ever so slowly, before landing on his shaft. The sight was so erotic, it almost made you reconsider turning down another round.

He pushed your thighs together once more, closing them around his dick. He pushed his hips forwards slowly, the head of his cock peeking through the other side. It was so pink and enlarged, you couldn't even imagine how sensitive it was.

Hyunjin threw his head back with a groan. "Feels so different from your pussy… But still so tight."

He gripped your thighs tightly, and you made sure to tense them as best you could for him, giving him a tight passage to fuck. He begin to thrust, pulling back slowly, before forcing his dick all the way back through. Your thighs were so slicked up with his spit, your wetness, his sweat. You felt it drip down your legs, back onto your pussy. Hyunjin would definitely be drawing the two of you a bath after this.

Hyunjin pressed a gentle kiss to your leg, hiding his face. You could still make out his tortured expression, though - his eyebrows furrowed into a tight knot, his pupils blown out with ecstasy, his jaw clenched tightly. Even after all this time, you were taken aback by how gorgeous he was. God, you were so fucking lucky to be the only one who got to see him like this.

As much as you loved his pretty face, you couldn't look at it long. Your eyes were drawn back to the spot between your thighs. It was captivating. The tip of his dick, bright red at this point, forcing its way through your legs, straining with the pressure, before dragging back through and disappearing again.

You could watch it for hours. Although, that being said, you were beyond tired after your countless orgasms, and the idea of cleaning yourselves up and climbing back into bed for cuddles sounded incredible. And so, it was time to commence Mission: Make Hyunjin cum as soon as possible.

"Hey, Hyune," you called to him gently.

"Mm?" He looked down at you, meeting your gaze with half-lidded eyes.

"You know how much I love you, right?" you asked. He moaned at your words. Your loverboy, this kind of affection always got him going. "Love you so much, baby. You treat me so well. Best boyfriend I've ever had."

"Love you," he whined back, his thrusts growing quicker and shakier. "Love you so much, my angel."

His eyes slipped closed, and you clicked your fingers at him. "Look at me. Don't stop looking at me. I wanna see your pretty face when you cum." He whimpered, complying with your request, giving you his unwavering eye contact. His pupils were almost indistinguishable from his dark brown eyes, particularly in the low lighting of the bedroom. His stare was intense, and told you everything he was feeling.

His breathing was heavy, his hands shaking where they gripped your thighs. His thrusts grew even messier, his dick poking into the back of your thigh a few times.

"Hey, baby, hey," you soothed him gently. "Stay still, okay?"

He followed your directions once more, pushing his dick all the way through your thighs and leaving it there, the head poking through so prettily. You spat on your fingers, and began to rub it gently, massaging his frenulum. He let out a low groan, his cock twitching beneath your touch. You tensed and untensed your thighs as you massaged him, squeezing his member between them as hard as you could.

"Oh, baby - baby, I c-can't hold on much longer," he stammered, hands scrambling as they found purchase on your waist.

"You don't need to hold on, honey, it's okay. Let go," you urged him.

"Baby - honey - Y/N, oh god!" he cried out, eyes still locked onto yours.

"Cum for me, Hyunjin. Cum."

With your command, his cock twitched, cum oozing out of his tip and painting your fingers. It was runnier than usual, and there was much less of it, but that was to be expected of his fourth fucking cumshot of the night.

He cried out, his dick pulsating so much between your thighs' tight grasp that it was almost bouncing. You loosened your grip, taking mercy on him, knowing how insanely overstimulated he must be.

You let your legs fall from Hyunjin's shoulders, onto the bed, and he collapsed against your chest, his face nuzzling into your neck.

"Finished now," he mumbled.

You couldn't help but laugh. "I should fucking think so."

[hyunsvngs]

kinktober !

kink: tentacles

pairing: kim seungmin x fem!reader

wc: 2.3k

tentacle kink: a sexual interest in tentacles and the imagined creatures that have them.

It had to work. You would die if it didn’t work.

Then again, you’d probably die if it did work. You’re trying to summon Slenderman, after all. No one would understand why except for you. You’ve always had an affinity for all things macabre and dangerous, and maybe you’re a little messed up. After deep diving on Reddit, you were more than dubious that the creature actually existed. You had to find out. You had to see for yourself.

Clearly not that bad, because you hadn’t gone into the woods like they’d told you to online. The October weather was ultimately too cold to be trekking through branches and fallen leaves, even to try and summon your favourite Creepypasta entity - you did the second option instead, drawing a quick symbol on your wall with marker and all of the lights turned out.

The poem felt a little silly coming from your lips, despite Reddit users insisting it’s mandatory for the summoning. It felt even sillier when you stared at the symbol, barely visible through the moonlight flooding in beyond the curtains, but you had to persevere. If he was real, he’d come to your room and meet you. If he was real.

You ended the poem, finally opening your eyes and sighing. You blinked at the wall, quickly looking around the room. What a load of bullshit. Slenderman isn’t real, then. You’d proved it for yourself, and-

“This is fucking ridiculous,” There was a thud behind you, and you spun around on your bed, hazily trying to see who had joined you in your room. You reached over with a squeak, flicking your lamp on. There, in what almost looked like the Slenderman from your dreams - a man, dressed in a suit and dark, ebony hair pushed back from his forehead. He kicked an imaginary stone with his shoe, shoving his broad hands into his pockets and finally looking up at you. He blinked at you a few times, and then raised an eyebrow. “Why are you scared? Did you not ask for this?”

You huffed. “Well, you’re not Slenderman.”

The man groaned, head rolling back. He cracked his neck effortlessly on both sides, and then stared back into your eyes. His gaze was piercing, dark and feeling all too consuming. “I am- I’m like his brother, but not in the way you humans adhere to. He sends me for cases like yours. Minor, petty things.”

“Cases like mine?” You scoffed, resisting the urge to punch the man in his annoyingly attractive face. He wandered over to your desk, wholly unaffected, and started to flick through your diary. “Hey-!”

“Cases like yours,” He repeated, a small smile flickering on his lips at one of the pages. “Sexually charged cases. You are a little fucked up, aren’t you?”

You bristled. You knew exactly what page he was looking at. Your diary was for mundane things, your day-to-day life, but it was also where you detailed your more… late night fantasies. Recently, some rather obscure things had been taking up the majority of your brain, and maybe that’s what had pushed you to summon Slenderman. You’d never admit that, though.

In all honesty, this guy was kind of hot. You weren’t sure if it was the mysterious atmosphere about him, if he was clearly otherworldly judging from his alabaster skin, or if it was his long legs in those suit trousers. If you were of a different state of mind, you’d have believed he was the entity you were trying to reach. There was just one thing.

“Aren’t you a bit short to be related to Slenderman?”

The man stopped. He sighed, and then shut the diary, before turning to you with one long, accusing finger. “First off, I’m not that short. Secondly, I told you, it’s not the same as what you humans think siblings are. Also, I don’t have to prove myself to you.”

You grinned. “You just tried though, right?”

He rolled his eyes, stalking over to the bed. “I think I’ll kill you sooner than I planned. You’re rude.”

“You’re rude too,” You huffed, trying to kick him in the leg from your position on your bed. Instead of catching it with his hands, a pitch-black tentacle sprouted from his back and wrapped around your ankle, effectively pinning it down and rendering you motionless. You gasped, and he raised an eyebrow. “What the-”

“We do have some similarities,” The man began, drawing the tentacle tighter. “We’re of the same species, for one. I suppose I’m not as prestigious as him, but you seem happy enough to have me here, right?”

You blinked. “I would actually prefer if you left, in all honesty.”

“Can’t,” He shrugged, withdrawing the tentacle. Your ankle flopped back to the bed and you grabbed it instinctively, slightly disappointed to feel no traces of the slimy limb. “I need to kill you. It’s in the rulebook, you know? Once you’ve seen one of us, you have to die, or my mission will fail.”

What were you meant to do in this situation? You didn’t really want to die. You hadn’t thought the whole thing through at all. You’d expected to just see traces of the entity, perhaps catch him from the corner of your eye - you were instead left with a sexy long-limbed man standing in front of your bed, basked in the soft orange glow of your bedside lamp.

“Why kill me when you could fuck me instead?” You’d said the first thing that came to mind. The man’s jaw dropped, before it quickly reverted back to normal, his head tilting to the side in confusion.

“You are pretty weird, aren’t you? Unusual. A little fucked up, like I said.”

“That wasn’t a no,” You hummed. The man’s eyes burnt a trail down your legs, exposed in your sleep shorts, and then his eyes were fixated on a patch of skin revealed on your shoulder from where your shirt had slipped to the side. You scoffed, yanking the shirt back into place. “Oh my God, you want to, don’t you?! That’s why you haven’t left!”

He shrugged. “I’ve never fucked a human. It could be fun.”

You blanched. Okay, you hadn’t expected to get this far. After you had, though… Well, he had tentacles. That was something from your deepest, darkest desires, something that you would try to push to the back of your brain and scrunch your eyes shut tightly with your hand shoved down your pyjama trousers. It was a once in a lifetime opportunity. You were already getting wet, clit throbbing with need.

He started to move towards you. First, it was one knee on the bed, and then the other joined, starting a slow crawl that resulted in his face getting closer. You hadn’t realised you were moving closer, too, and you gulped. “What’s- what’s your name?”

The man chuckled, face only inches from yours now. His face looked young, you noticed, yet his eyes held a wildfire inside as if there was so much you didn’t know. There was so much you wanted to know. “Seungmin.”

You had no time to debate it, because his lips were pressing against yours. They were soft, plush, and you found yourself whimpering into his kiss. He’d effectively shut you up. Without a second passing, Seungmin was dominating your mouth, pressing his tongue in and rolling it against yours. How did just a kiss feel so good?

You let him push you back into the sheets, forearms landing on your pillow either side of your head for purchase. He deepened the kiss, his hands moving to tangle in your hair as he held you in place. You felt your pussy flutter, achingly horny despite the lack of stimulation, and your breath caught in your chest. 

Seungmin pulled away and you licked your lips, chest heaving. “I.. can I see them?”

“See what?” He mused, thumb brushing along your lower lip. One look at the amused expression on his face told you that he knew. 

“The…” You gulped, legs parting to allow him closer to you. His bulge was thick, pressing tightly against your core. “The tentacles, Seungmin. Can I see them? How many are there?”

“Four, baby,” He leaned down, nipping at your neck. You gasped, hips bucking up, choosing not to comment on the pet name in your haze of lust. “I can put one in your pussy, one in your asshole and one in your mouth. How’s that? Is that dirty enough for you?”

You whimpered, grinding on his bulge. Seungmin allowed it, hands moving to your hips to aid your movement. It had your sleep shorts slipping around, fabric sticking to the wetness accumulated on your folds. You whined, arms thrashing until they settled around his broad shoulders, still clad in his expensive-looking suit. “What about your cock, Seungmin?”

“My cock?” Seungmin scoffed, running his tongue up your neck. It made you squirm, thighs clenching around his slender waist. His hair tickled your skin, dark and perfect as if he’d spent hours styling it. You knew he hadn’t. “I can fuck you without needing to cum, baby. I doubt I can say the same for you.”

“No, I’ll- I’ll probably cum as soon as you put one in, to be honest,” You admitted, cheeks burning crimson with embarrassment. 

“Hmm, that makes a lot of sense,” Seungmin reached down, yanking your sleeping shorts down. It bared your pussy to the room, cold air hitting your clit and the slick on your pussy. It made you jolt, squeaking as Seungmin saw you in such an intimate way. “You’re wet. Are you feeling impatient? Needy, even?”

“Yes! Yes, God, I need it,” You huffed, spreading your thighs further. You were practically spread eagle now, and you ran your fingertips over the soft expanse of your tummy, just barely visible below your shirt. You continued the journey down your body, looking up at Seungmin with pleading eyes, and then you pressed two fingers into your clit. You flinched, wailing at the stimulation. “Ah, I’m so horny, I’m so horny, what the fuck-”

“Stay still, I’ll give it to you,” Seungmin murmured, and then you caught sight of them again. Four pitch-black tentacles sprouted from his back, seeming to forego his clothes and then one was tickling at your entrance. You moaned, because were they suckers?

It was easy to learn that yes, his tentacles had suckers, and he was now brushing one over your clit. You obediently moved your hands out of the way, back to their position on his shoulders. It sucked onto the swollen bundle of nerves with ease, and just as you started to squirm, another tentacle was pressing into your tight, drippy hole. You could feel the amount of slick you’d gushed beneath you, ruining your bed and quite possibly ruining you for any other man. The appendage itself was lubed, brushing through your own wetness and creating a filthy noise that rang throughout your bedroom.

“Don’t squirm,” Seungmin commanded, hand running up your thigh comfortingly. The tentacle pushed in further, and you clenched, wet, heavy breaths coming from your mouth. “That’s it, good girl. Let it push inside you, just like that.”

The tentacle was narrow at the tip, but it flared much further out after an inch or so. The stretch made your pussy leak even more than what was imaginable. You didn’t think you’d ever been this wet. The appendage was long, but Seungmin kept pushing more and more until you were taking around five inches of it, and you whined, reaching down to press at his stomach.

“Too big, too much,” You protested, but Seungmin shushed you, pressing a kiss into your cheek.

“Your pussy’s just too little, baby. Too tight,” He grunted, and then he pushed another inch in. “Take it. Take it for me, and I might think about giving you my cock later.”

“Your- would you?” Your eyes were teary, toes curling into the bed. “Been good. Tryin’ to take it, ‘s just- it’s so thick, so long. Seungmin, Seungmin, sir, sir, you said you- you’re not gonna kill me?”

“How can I kill such a sweet thing?” His hand moved to your cheek, before moving down, wrapping around your neck. The pressure was light, but very much there, making you moan out into your room. “You’re whining so pretty for me. Calling me sir, taking this just like it’s my cock. You’re dirty. I have to keep you around, don’t I?”

You nodded, legs thrashing on the bed. Your chest heaved, a blotchy pink rash overtaking your skin. “It’s good, it’s so good, so thick, oh- Oh, I think I might…?”

“You think you’re gonna cum?” Seungmin scoffed. “Already? Alright, do it. I’ll let you. Just this once, okay?”

You keened, hands gripping onto his shoulders. Your fingernails must have been digging into him almost painfully, but he didn’t flinch, staring straight at you with the same dark, piercing gaze. Your pussy clenched down, tight and fluttering, and then you were-

You gasped, eyes fluttering open as you attempted to look around your bedroom. The sun had just begun to rise, but your boyfriend was awake, and pulled you into his chest upon seeing your eyes open. 

“Sounded like hell of a dream,” Seungmin smirked, his eyebrow raising. You bit your lip, staring up at him. “Was it about me?”

“Always is,” You mumbled, burying your face in his shirt. He chuckled, shoulders shaking as he rubbed down your back with a tender, broad hand. “It was dirty.”

“Yeah? Another reenactment of how we first met?”

You sighed, brushing your hand down one of his tentacles. It laid bare on your bed, and twitched with approval as you fidgeted with it.

“Yeah, something like that.”

[hyunsvngs]

kinktober !

kink: crossdressing

pairing: lee felix x fem!reader

wc: 1.8k

crossdressing: wearing clothing typical of the opposite sex.

"How about this one?"

You turned back to Felix, twirling in the mini-skirt you'd bought earlier that day.

"Mm. I like that one."

Felix usually loved your little fashion shows after a shopping spree. The tent in his pants proved that he was enjoying this one, to a degree, but there was a dull look in his eyes and a pout on his plump pink lips.

You bent over, meeting his eye level. "C'mon, Lix. What's the matter? Do you wanna see my tits?"

"Yeah."

His cheeks went pink when you lifted your shirt, but he still didn't perk up. This was bad. Your tits usually fixed everything. You climbed atop him, straddling his lap and squeezing his cheeks. "Spill. What is it?"

He sighed, looking away. "I don't know. I'm just jealous, I guess. You get all these pretty clothes, and pretty underwear and lingerie… Sometimes I wanna be dressed up all nice, y'know?"

You couldn't help but smile. "Aww, Lixie, is that all? Why didn't you say something sooner?"

"You don't think it's weird?" he asked, the tips of his ears turning red.

You shook your head at him. "Wait right here, okay? I'm gonna find some things for you to try on."

Grinning to yourself, you hurried to your closet. Truth being told, you'd been waiting for a chance to play dress-up with your boyfriend for a long time. He was such a pretty boy with such beautiful features. He deserved to be dolled up.

You turned back to him minutes later, after having resisted the urge to toss every pink or lacy item you found in your closet and drawers across the room at him. You had just a few items bundled in your arms.

Felix looked at you, eyes wide. You could tell he was pleased, but also a little overwhelmed. "Can I have a minute to look through everything?" he asked.

"Of course, angel. Let me know when you want me to come back, okay?"

You were practically vibrating as you waited, pacing backwards and forwards, unable to contain your excitement. You couldn't help but picture him, his cock pitching a tent beneath a skirt, precum leaking and staining the fabric.

"Hey," you heard Felix's voice from behind the door, after what felt like forever. "Can you help me?"

You pushed open the door. He was standing at your vanity, facing away from you, though the show he was giving you from the back was delicious enough. He'd dressed himself in a very short pastel pink tennis skirt that you hadn't worn in forever, and quite frankly had forgotten you owned, paired with your white thigh-high socks. He'd put on a white lace bralette, stretched a little across his slightly broader frame.

Felix turned around. "Could you help me with…" He trailed off, seeing your astounded expression. "What? Do I look okay?"

"Holy fuck, Lixie. You look perfect."

His pretty pink nipples peeking out through the lace bralette, his bulge swelling out beneath the skirt - it was a fucking glorious sight.

He smiled, his whole face lighting up at your praise. "Yeah? Do I look pretty?"

"So fucking pretty, baby." You closed in on him, backing him against the vanity. One hand went to his waist, thumb stroking his hip bones where they peaked out from the waistband of the skirt. Your other ghosted up the skirt, going to rest on his upper thigh.

"I-I was just gonna ask…" His voice was barely above a whisper, a rosy blush dusting his cheeks. His tongue swiped across his lips, a clear sign that he was feeling a little flustered at your reaction. "Was gonna ask if you could do my make-up… put some of these in my hair…"

You looked down at the butterfly clips and lip gloss on the desk, briefly considering them. He would look so sweet. But you didn't know if you could hold yourself back. No, the accessories would have to wait for next time.

"Go get on the bed, princess."

Felix squeaked, complying immediately, jumping onto the bed. The skirt rose up as he did so, revealing further lace beneath…

You raised an eyebrow at him. "Lee Felix, are you wearing my panties?"

His eyes flickered up to meet yours nervously. "Is that okay?"

"More than okay." You nodded. "Lixie, you look so pretty in that skirt but I want it off. Now."

His fingers went to the zip, tugging it down over his hips and onto the floor. Your breath hitched at the sight - you could feel yourself growing wetter by the second. He'd picked out one of your more ornate items, a lacy white pair of panties which complimented the bralette perfectly. His dick was straining through the material, twitching lightly.

You felt breathless, on fire with arousal. You pushed him back against the bed, forcing him down with two fingers against his shoulder. He looked up at you, slightly startled, leaning back on his elbows, as you climbed atop him. Your own skirt rode up your thighs, the wetness on the crotch of your panties lining up perfectly with his dick. You ground down, both of you sighing at the friction. You both moaned when your lips crashed against his, your tongue slipping into his mouth.

When you pulled away, Felix looked like he was about to explode - he looked just as turned on as you felt. You thrusted against him hard, fighting for the friction between your clit and his dick. God, you were like horny teenagers all over again - both so fucked out and he hadn't even entered you yet.

"Can we fuck?" Felix asked, his voice raspy. "Please, I need your pussy so bad."

You caressed his cheek gently, and he leaned into your touch. "Of course. Anything for my pretty boy."

Begrudgingly, you lifted yourself from Felix, kneeling as you straddled him. You lifted the panties, unsheathing his penis and letting them rest at the base of his shaft. The lace adorned his balls, cradling them like precious stones. Your fingers danced across them, enticing a moan from Felix.

"The lace feels so good," he mewled.

"Yeah, baby? Your balls look so pretty, all wrapped up in lace."

He looked up at you, eyes twinkling. "I have pretty balls?"

"Yeah, sweetheart," you said, giving them a gentle squeeze. "Give me your fingers, baby."

He held out his hand, and you took it, extending two of his dainty fingers. You brought them to your pussy, sliding them through your folds.

Felix looked up at you as though you were a shining goddess. "You're so wet. All for me?"

You smiled at him, endeared. "Yeah, baby, all for you. You look so perfect, dressed up all pretty. Driving me fucking crazy."

"Let me in your pussy - please? So wet… are you ready for me? Can I come in, please?"

You took his fingers, pushing them inside yourself. You couldn't help but gasp - you felt a slight stretch, but they slid in so easily. "That answer your question?"

Felix nodded. "Yeah - yeah, baby, fuck. You're ready. Let me in, please, please," he babbled.

You giggled at how needy he was. "Sure, honey." You gripped his dick lightly at its base, steadying it for yourself, positioning yourself just right. You inserted the tip into your pussy, ever so slowly.

"More," Felix whined. "More."

"Patience, Lixie," you chastised him gently. You began to ride him, only taking him an inch deep each time. He was whimpering beneath you, his face contorted into an expression of pure bliss. "Look at you, you can barely take this much. You'd die if I put it all in."

"Don't care," Felix insisted. "Need it!"

You raised an eyebrow at him. "Alright, sugar, if you insist." You showed him no mercy, slamming your pussy all the way down, taking his full cock inside you.

It was a sensation that stunned the both of you. You felt so full. However, your desire to overstimulate Felix was immense, and you pushed through your own feelings of overwhelm. You rocked on his dick, grinding your hips down into his with each bounce.

Your hands laid on Felix's chest while you rode him, hands cupping his lace-clad pecks. His nipples were pert, poking into your palms. You couldn't help but grin devilishly as you took them both between your fingers, pinching them gently. Then not-so-gently.

Felix let out a strangled whine. His eyes were watery, his expression far-gone. Honestly, he looked like he could cum at any second. Truth be told, you hadn't been expecting this to be a particularly long session. You knew he was only holding on for you.

"How do you feel, baby?" you asked him. Your own voice was a little choked - you were very much focusing on Felix here, but his dick was still slamming into your g-spot with every tilt of your hips, your clit rocking against his skin every time you brought yourself down.

"I feel so pretty," Felix whispered.

"You look pretty, Lixie." You stroked his cheek gently, and he leaned into your touch, kissing your palm. "My pretty little princess."

"Yeah, fuck - I wanna be your princess! Fuck, Y/N, I'm gonna - I can't hold it back!"

"It's okay, darling," you assured him gently. "Cum for me, baby, give me all your cum."

"Gonna fill you up! Gonna - Y/N!"

"That's it, baby, there you go," you encouraged him, continuing to ride his cock as he came.

Felix was incoherent, whining and moaning so sweetly for you. You were sure the neighbours could hear - the whole street, probably. Though you didn't care, and you doubt Felix did either. The two of you had the best sex life potentially in the whole world, and you didn't care who knew.

"Baby, baby - fuck, can't take much more," Felix whimpered.

"Just a little more, honey," you urged him, continuing to fuck yourself on his oversensitive dick, torturing him the way you knew he loved. "You can take it, I know you can."

Felix threw his head back with a whine, a single tear spilling down his cheek. You smiled down at him. He looked so sweet when he was all fucked out. You halted your riding, lifting yourself and letting his poor abused dick fall out of your cunt.

You stayed, kneeling as you straddled him, watching as a drop of his cum trickled out of you, splashing onto Felix's abdomen. Felix raised his arms weakly, hands cupping your ass as he watched his cum drizzle out of you. He squeezed your cheeks and you jolted a little, causing the cum to splash across his chest, painting both Felix and the bralette. It was a work of art; droplets of cum clinging to the lace like dewdrops on a spiderweb, oozing through and decorating Felix's tanned skin.

"You look so pretty covered in cum," you complimented him, running a hand through his hair, damp with sweat.

Felix pouted. "Got your top all messy, though."

"It'll wash out," you reassured him. "Plus, I think it's your top now. You look better in it than I ever did."

[hyunsvngs]

kinktober !

kink: frottage

pairing: bang chan x fem!reader x yang jeongin

wc: 1.9k

frottage: sexual rubbing; non-penetrative sex, typically male-on-male.

You couldn't help but clench your thighs together, the growing pressure between them making your heart race. Your hand hovered above the doorbell to Chan's apartment; you were taunting yourself. The anticipation was your favourite part, after all.

You would have laughed aloud at that, if you weren't worried the resident inside would hear you. Your favourite part was having Chan's big fat cock buried deep inside you, undoubtedly. He was your favourite booty call. Well, one of your favourites. 

Not sure you could hold off for much longer, you rang the bell. Judging by how soon the door was answered, he couldn't wait any longer either. You smirked. It swung open to reveal… Jeongin? 

Shit.

Your other favourite booty call. And Chan's roommate. You didn't think he'd be here tonight. In all fairness, you hadn't asked, but neither of them had ever invited you over when the other was home.

"Well," Jeongin spoke, leaning against the doorframe. "Fancy seeing you here. I was thinking about calling tonight, actually."

You pouted. "Jeongin, no! You weren't supposed to be here. Now I have to choose."

Chan cleared his throat, pulling the door open further to reveal himself standing in the hallway. "You don't have to choose. If you don't want to."

You stared at him for a moment. "You mean…?"

Jeongin smiled impishly. "The three of us? I kinda like the sound of that."

Chan looked to you, raising an eyebrow in question. "Y/N? Would you be down for that?"

Had this been his plan all along? you wondered - before realising you really didn't care if this had been orchestrated or not. 

"Are you kidding me? This is a dream come true." You stepped into their apartment boldly, ridding yourself of your coat. "Where are we doing this?"

Chan grinned at your absolute readiness, heading into his bedroom and beckoning you both in. It was set up nicely, as it always was, his wall lights illuminating the space with a welcoming glow. 

Before you could even take a seat on the edge of Chan's bed, Jeongin had wrapped an arm around you, pulling you to him and kissing you deeply. You let out a squeak before settling into the kiss, letting his tongue play with yours. This didn't surprise you one bit. Jeongin was always cocky and eager, but today he had something to prove to his older roommate. Tonight, Jeongin would be ramped up to eleven.

Chan had taken a seat on his bed, leaning back and palming his growing bulge through his sweatpants. Calm, patient, he knew he'd get his turn. It was interesting that this dynamic was playing out just as you'd expected. You wondered if there was anything you could do to subvert things…

You tugged at Jeongin's waistband. "Off. Now."

Jeongin looked at you, slightly puzzled. He wasn't accustomed to being told what to do. And honestly, you weren't sure how it was going to go. Part of you thought he was going to put you in your place. But it seemed that this night was about trying new things for everyone. He pulled off his shirt, followed by his trousers. 

You turned to Chan. "You too." You had no doubt that he was going to follow your instructions. His cheeks were flushed red with arousal already. 

"Aw, Jeongin," you turned back to him. "Getting hard already?"

The steely look in his eye told you there was only so much backtalk he was going to tolerate. "Don't act like your pussy's not dripping wet already." 

You had nothing to say to that.

You went to the bed, climbing atop the boy who wasn't sassing you. Chan welcomed you onto his lap eagerly, hands palming your ass so quickly you thought it must've been a primal impulse. You pressed your body flush against his, your clothed chest pushing firmly against his bare, toned pecs. You captured his plump bottom lip between your own, enticing a low groan from the man. You took his tongue into your mouth, sucking on it lightly. Your attention was torn between the whimpering man beneath you, and the one who you knew was watching.

A thin string of saliva connected your lips to Chan's when you pulled away, which he licked up happily. 

"Let me see. Please." Chan's voice was barely above a whisper. He was always so quiet in the bedroom - until he cums, at least.

You knew from experience exactly what he was after. You took off your tank top, overtaken with the need to give the sweet man below you anything he desired. He wasted no time in burying his face in your chest, sucking hickeys across your tits, kneading at your ass as he did so.

You threw your head back with a moan. Jeongin, completely unwilling to let you forget about him even for a second, took a step closer to the bed, thrusting his hips forwards and letting his cock push into your cheekbone.

"Jesus, Innie," you huff. "You're gonna put my eye out with that thing. If you want me to suck it, just ask."

Jeongin grinned. "Why should I? I never need to ask." He pushed his tip firmly down onto your waiting tongue, dragging it across the muscle slowly. You closed your eyes, waiting for him to force his dick deeper into your mouth so you could wrap your lips around it. It wasn't long before he did so, thrusting into your throat and making you choke - he loved to catch you off-guard.

He found a rhythm, fucking into your mouth as you hollowed your cheeks, sucking tightly. Meanwhile, Chan's lips had found your nipple, licking and biting at it gently, and he was grinding up against you as he did so. His dick felt impossibly hard, and you yearned to touch it. God, you wished you were better at multitasking.

Chan's words echoed through your head. You don't have to choose. 

The instant the idea came to you, you were up, letting Jeongin’s dick fall from your mouth and tearing your nipples away from Chan's suckling. 

"Jeongin," you pointed at him. "Straddle Chan. Now."

He couldn't help but laugh at your sudden authority. "What?"

"Do it!" you insisted firmly. "I… It's something I saw in porn, okay? Just do it."

Chan shrugged. 

"Alright, little miss porn director," Jeongin murmured as he obeyed, climbing onto Chan, one leg either side of his waist. 

"Like this?" he asked you. Jeongin's longer dick was just centimetres away from Chan's thicker one, and the sight made your clit throb desperately. Chan's cock twitched ever so slightly, bridging the gap and meeting Jeongin's. 

"Yeah," you nodded, eyes wide. "Like that." 

With your saliva, and a few beads of precum, it was wet but nowhere near wet enough. You grabbed the lube from Chan's nightstand (peach flavoured, of course) and hopped onto the bed beside them. You squirted a generous dollop of lube into your hand, and shared it across both of your palms. You grabbed a dick in each hand, slicking them up. The men moaned in unison, like the most perfect fucking symphony you'd ever heard. 

You eased into it gently, starting by touching the tips of their dicks together as you stroked them. You looked at them both, trying to gauge their reactions.

Chan looked like he was about to blow already, and you'd only just begun. His hair was sticking to his forehead with sweat, his lip caught between his teeth. You could tell he was concentrating on holding back his pleasure - he didn't want to cum just yet, not at all.

Jeongin's eyes were fixated on your movements, his brow furrowed deeply. He was letting out soft groans every few seconds, enjoying this too much to even let out any snarky comments.

It was a struggle, given how well-equipped both men were, but you managed to wrap one hand around both of their dicks, squeezing them together in your grasp. Jeongin's moans picked up, absolute music to your ears, whilst Chan began to whimper softly.

It was undoubtedly the hottest sight you'd ever encountered, and the fact that this was entirely your arrangement only turned you on more. You slipped your spare hand into your panties, toying with your clit as you jacked the boys off together.

This didn't go unnoticed by Jeongin, who scoffed. "Look at you, you're fucking loving this. Dirty girl." 

"This is fucking hot, okay?" you grumbled.

Jeongin smirked. "God, I wanna fuck the whore out of you so bad."

You shook your head at him. "You cum on Chan's dick, or you don't cum at all." He huffed, but didn't fight back. 

The tip of Chan's dick seemed to be growing redder by the second - a tell-tale sign that he couldn't hold back much longer. This was unsurprising, given how desperate he'd been when he called you earlier, to let you know that he'd been edging all day and needed to see you.

"Jeongin. Play with Chan's nipples." 

You'd only been around 50% sure that Jeongin would follow your orders, but thankfully he listened, reaching a hand across to tweak Chan's right nipple. He didn't go easy on the older man, twisting harshly and making him cry out. It made you ponder… you knew Chan liked having his nipples abused. Did Jeongin know that too, or was it a lucky guess?

You pulled your hand out of your panties, giving their dicks your full attention. You were desperate for your own pleasure, but you knew they'd both be fighting to eat your pussy the second you let them. 

Chan's moans began to grow louder, and more high-pitched. 

"This feel good, Channie?" you cooed at him.

"Yeah," he whined. He looked from you to Jeongin frantically. "I'm gonna - Can I-"

You nodded. "Let go, babe, cum all over Innie's dick for me." 

He came mere seconds later, pearly white cum oozing from the tip of his dick and pouring down Jeongin's shaft. You continued to stroke their dicks relentlessly, your hands getting stickier and stickier.

"Fuck!" Jeongin let out a strangled groan. "It's so warm."

Chan cried out louder, the longer you continued to rub his dick against his friend's. He was whimpering with every breath, cursing incoherently, begging for something you couldn't quite make out.

Jeongin's hips stuttered. You wrapped your hands tightly around the two cocks before you, and allowed him to thrust into the tight gap, turning you into makeshift fleshlight for them to share. 

"Oh, god," Chan moaned. "This is too much - Jeongin, Jeongin, please fucking cum." 

Jeongin leaned forwards, bracing his hands against the headboard, and thrusted with a new tenacity. "I'm - I'm not far off, I swear-" 

"Cum, Jeongin, please!"

Chan's begging seemed to tip him over the edge, and Jeongin came, his cum shooting upwards and painting the expanse of Chan's abdomen and chest. His thrusts slowed to a stop, and he sat back, panting.

You can't hold back your laughter. "I think this is the quickest I've ever seen you cum, Jeongin. You really enjoyed that, huh?"

Jeongin flopped back onto the bed, on the other side of Chan, and nodded with a grin.

"I'm covered in so much cum," Chan mumbled, sounding tired.

"Boohoo," you mocked him. "Welcome to my life." Jeongin chuckled at that.

"Let's go shower," you suggested. "And then we can see who can make me cum quicker."

Chan's eyes glinted. He looked across to Jeongin, who looked rather confident himself too.

"Deal," they said in unison.

[hyunsvngs]

kinktober !

kink: watersports

pairing: han jisung x fem!reader

wc: 2.6k

watersports: sexual activity that typically involves urinating on or being urinated on by others.

Jisung was embarrassed. You could tell that. Despite the erection still straining his boxers, he’d pulled his hoodie over his hands in a cute attempt of hiding from you and the porn you’d just caught him watching. His eyes are watery, bottom lip quivering, and you place a chaste kiss on it to reassure him.

“Baby,” You began, and he whined, burying his face in your shirt. “It’s not a big deal. Everyone has their kinks.”

You meant it. But, when you’d found Jisung palming over his erection, moaning freely in your shared bedroom, you hadn’t expected to catch him watching piss porn. A woman pissing on a man, to be exact. When you thought about it, though? It made sense. It was Jisung, he was a self-proclaimed freak and… well, it was really fucking hot.

“Y-Yeah, but it’s weird,” Jisung mumbled, still burying his face in the fabric. “It’s… it’s pee.”

You cooed, pulling his face from your t-shirt. His round cheeks were burning red, newly dyed black hair floppy over his sweaty forehead. He was just so cute, and he was still hard. That tracked. Your baby did like being humiliated. 

“Well, I have something to tell you,” You put on a stage-whisper for that part, and Jisung nodded eagerly, waiting with bated breath. He always fell for it. “I think it’s fucking hot too. So, I wish you’d just asked.”

He gasped, grabbing at your waist with his sweater paws. “Really? You think piss is hot?”

“I do,” You moved quickly to straddle him, legs either side of his hips and clothed pussy pressed directly onto his erection. If anything, he’d gotten harder. You leaned down to mouth over the column of his neck, and his hands finally emerged from the hoodie, gripping you tightly as he let out a pleased sigh. “I need you to tell me. Do you want me to piss on you, you piss on me, or you piss inside me?”

“Yes,” Jisung responded, quite intelligently. You giggled, and when you pulled back to see his face properly, he was smiling, too. He was normally like this, all shy and embarrassed to bring up a new kink with you, but once you reassured him - which you always did - he was elated immediately. 

You grinned back at him, trying not to coo at his cute little teeth and round eyes. Oh, you had an idea. It was filth, and Jisung would love it. “Do you trust me, Sungie?”

“With my life,” Jisung replied solemnly. He meant it, too. “I trust you with everything, my baby.”

“Mm, good,” You mused, pulling his boxers down. His length sprung out, and it always surprised you when you saw just how hard Jisung got. He was always solid, leaking beneath his foreskin and balls clenching at a gust of air because of how sensitive he got. You wrapped one hand around his tip, pulling the foreskin back and biting your lip in approval when he dribbled one pearlescent drop of precum for you. It landed in his pubic hair, and you wiped it up with your thumb, pressing it into your mouth. Jisung looked like he was about to ascend. “Do you need to pee, baby?”

Jisung gasped, leaning up onto his forearms. “I- I mean, yeah, I do, I- God, I was holding it while I got off.”

You tilted your head to the side, digging your thumb into the slit on his cockhead. Jisung’s hips jolted, his legs thrashing beneath you as he let out a pained moan. He loved it. “That’s dirty. You’re holding it right now? Where were you going to piss?”

Jisung wailed, throwing his head back on the pillows. You carried on jerking his cock, focusing on the tip and dragging your thumb over the cockhead every now and again. It had him bucking his hips every single time. “I was- I was gonna piss myself, Jesus- I can’t think, oh-”

“Oh, okay. You were gonna piss yourself on our bed, just hoping I wouldn’t notice the sheets were changed?” You asked, and Jisung nodded, cheeks burning crimson. You huffed out a breath, then moved off of him. Jisung started to protest, but quickly shut up when he noticed you wiggling your trousers and panties down. You were wet, you knew that, and he was going to have a heart attack when you told him what you were planning. “Hold it up for me, baby.”

Jisung bit his lip, teeth digging into the flesh painfully. He pulled his hoodie up to his chest, exposing honey toned skin and his nipples, pebbled and sensitive to the cold air. You watched with bated breath as he wrapped a hand around his cock, holding it upright for you to sit on his length.

“You’re really…? Are you wet enough, or-” Jisung was cut off by his own moan when you sank down onto him, bottoming out instantly. “Oh, you are wet enough- Jesus, this pussy, baby, I could fuckin’ die here, oh my god-”

“Yeah?” You sighed, starting to bounce on his cock. Jisung’s hands went to your hips, fingertips digging into the flesh almost painfully. His cock always filled you up just right, not too big that it hurt and thick enough for you to feel the stretch. “Your dick feels fucking amazing too, Sungie.”

“Oh, god,” He huffed, air blowing the strands of his hair off of his forehead. He gripped your tank top, struggling to pull it down underneath your tits. You watched, amused and grinding your hips over his as he tried to set your chest free. “Baby. Baby, help. Tits. Need to see ‘em.”

“Need to see them?” You cooed, pulling your shirt over your head. Your tits bounced in your bra, the lace rubbing against your nipples feverishly, and Jisung moaned when you undid the confining material. His lips immediately latched onto your pebbled bud, running his tongue over it over and over and groaning deeply into the skin as you picked up the pace. “Mm, Jisung, baby?”

“Mmyeah?” He responded, muffled against your tit.

“Did you forget?” You questioned, and he pulled back, staring at you obliviously. His round eyes were even wider, blinking at you in question. “You need to piss, baby. Where are you going to do it now?”

Jisung choked on air, fingers running down to your thighs. “Hnng, I do need to piss, so fuckin’ bad. Where- where can I, I’m inside of you, and- oh. Oh.” He smiled in realisation and rubbed his nose against yours. 

“Yeah, baby, you’re gonna pee inside of me. Dirty fucking boy,” He kissed you deeply before pushing deeper into you, making you moan in pleasure. You leaned forward, clutching his semi-bare chest for stability and digging your nails into his skin as he thrusted up into you at a feverish pace. You let him take control, hips making the flesh on your ass ripple with the force of his movements, and then he was halting. 

“Pissing, oh fuck, I’m pissing, baby,” Jisung groaned, eyes shut, and you felt the stream begin. You whined out as it filled you up, a golden stream spilling out of your tight, drippy hole and cascading onto his hips beneath you. “Oh, my baby, that’s so dirty, I- I can’t stop pissing, oh-”

“Filthy,” You mused, breathing unevenly as you ran a thumb over his bottom lip. Jisung parted them immediately, still groaning through the emptying of his bladder as you spat in his mouth, licking into it afterwards. “Fillin’ me up so good, baby, it’s going everywhere.”

It really was. The sheets were soaked now, wetting your knees and creating a puddle beneath Jisung’s ass where he was laying. He let out one last moan and then lifted you up, his strength always surprising you.

He smacked his wet cockhead against your clit, grinning when it made you whimper. “Hold it in there for me, clench nice and tight.”

You obliged, tensing your pussy to keep his piss inside of you. It felt so empty without his cock. Jisung sat up, pulling his hoodie off and revealing his broad shoulders before throwing it to the floor. Just as quick as he’d pulled out, he was pushing you back onto the bed to lay on top of you, and then he was mouthing wet kisses all the way down your body. 

“I’m gonna taste it,” He murmured, finally reaching your pussy. You moaned, nodding. “I’m gonna lick my piss from your pussy, baby, shit, hng- it’s so fucking hot.”

“It’s so hot,” You agreed, letting him push your thighs apart. You registered him starting to pump his cock again against the wet sheets, and then he was spreading your pussy with two fingers of his spare hand, causing the liquid to spill out. Jisung groaned, delving into you with his tongue. His eyes looked up at you, half lidded but still so big and round, dark with passion and holding everything he wanted to do to you behind them. 

Wet noises rang around the room and you shifted against the sheets, letting your muscles relax. More piss streamed out of your core, making Jisung breath heavily against where he was making out with your pussy with renewed fervour. 

Then, you felt it. “Oh, Jisung,” You whined, pushing back his dark hair with one hand. “I- I gotta piss too, baby. Where- where…?”

Jisung looked up at you, groaning. He pulled away from his cock, wrapping both hands around your ass and pulling you impossibly closer to him. You were spread open like this, and with one thumb he was pulling back your pussy, tapping on your clit with his tongue. Oh. He wanted you to piss into his mouth. The sounds he was making vibrated into your core, and you squirmed, before you were letting go.

It overflowed again, because of course it did. The whole exchange was messy, Jisung whimpering into your core until eventually his eyes shut, drinking everything you had to give him. All you could feel was how achingly wet your pussy was at the filthy exhibition, watching your boyfriend’s face get more and more pink and pussydrunk just from tasting your piss. If you knew he was into this, you would’ve tried it a long time ago.

Your stream eventually tapered off and Jisung whined, sucking your folds to try and get more of the liquid out of you. You gasped, soothingly pushing some of his hair back with your hand. 

“Ji, baby, c’mere,” He obliged, his cock even leakier when it poked into your thigh with his movement. You let him pull you into a filthy kiss, tongue tainted with the taste of the two of you. It made you squirm for him, pushing your legs apart to try and catch him inside of you. Jisung allowed his cockhead to glide through your folds, every part of the both of you so wet and messy. You huffed, murmuring against his lips. “Sungie, I need to cum now.”

“I need to cum too, so bad. ‘S so fuckin’ hot,” He responded, reaching down to press his cockhead inside of you. His tip breached your hole easily, given the stretch from earlier and how soaking wet everything was. Your body glided across the sheets with the mess, and Jisung grabbed your thighs to ground you. “You wanna do this the way you love, baby?”

You perked up at that. “What do you- oh.”

Jisung moved your ankles onto his broad shoulders, and then he bottomed out. It was so deep that way, cock hitting your cervix in the most delightful mix of pain pleasure and you always got so loud that you and Jisung only reserved the position for special occasions. This felt special. 

“Oh, fuck, baby, that’s deep,” Jisung grunted, and he started to thrust into you. He let his balls slap against your ass in a delightful slow, passionate pace, and you whined, hands going to grip the sheets above you. Your tits bounced with every thrust, yet Jisung’s chocolate eyes were fixated on your face, watching your every expression. “Do you like my cock, baby?”

“God, yes, hmph. Love your cock, oh-“

“Yeah? Love it so much you pissed so nice for me,” He groaned, letting his hips pick up a bit. The noises around the room were filthy, wet slapping sounds ringing off of the walls and you just couldn’t stop wailing out at the pleasure. Jisung’s head fell to the crook of your neck, bending you almost impossibly. The pleasure in your pussy overrode any uncomfortable pressure in your thighs. “Oh, your pussy’s fuckin’ m-magic, oh yeah.”

“Cock’s magic, Ji,” You mumbled in response, eyes falling shut. Jisung chuckled, a huff of amused air that hit your skin and heated up the area. “It’s so wet, it feels so w-wet, I-“

“‘S wet ‘cause we pissed everywhere,” He huffed, running his tongue over your skin. His thrusts were desperate now, the hair on his pubic bone scratching your clit in the most insane form of pleasure. “We pissed everywhere, baby, it was so fuckin’- oh, it was amazing, I-“

“Are you getting close, baby?” You whined, rubbing your fingertips over his neck. “I need you to cum for me, I need you to fill me up again, with your cum this time, I- oh, I’ll cum with you, Ji, I promise.”

You were both rambling, and Jisung pulled back, nodding solemnly at your words. His pouty lips parted, revealing his tongue running over his teeth as he tried to focus on pleasuring you. He didn’t have to do much - his cock was so hot and hard inside of you, veins rubbing against your walls in the sexiest way. 

“I’ll- oh, fuck- fuck it, c’mere,” Jisung murmured, and then his hand wrapped around your throat. You squeaked, not used to the dominant move from your usually submissive boyfriend, but he definitely knew what he was doing. It got your pussy to clench impossibly tighter, clit throbbing with his heavy thrusts into your g-spot. His tongue ran over his teeth again with a wide smile at your fucked out expression. “T-That’s it. Good girl, good girl.”

“You’re- oh, you’re g’na make me cum,” You keened, fingernails digging into the sheets. You were sure you were ripping holes in it. “God, you gotta piss in me again soon, baby, was so-“

“I know, I know. I loved seeing you piss like that, was so fuckin’- so sexy, so sexy, my b-baby,” He slurred, eyes fluttering shut. You whimpered when his hand tightened around your throat, and then you were cumming, clit aching with the neglect but still an outrageously good orgasm nonetheless. You felt your pussy gush on his cock, soaking it more somehow, and Jisung whined, hips stalling against yours. 

With one more shallow thrust, he was cumming, filling you up again. His hands dropped to your hips and moved you in a slow grind, head falling back as he used you to ride out his orgasm. You didn’t mind - you were pliant, lax against the bed anyway. Easy to move, at least. 

Jisung huffed out a breath, letting your hips fall back down and kissing your nose softly. He didn’t pull out, instead collapsing directly onto your chest. 

“We need a shower, we’re gross,” He mumbled, hair soft and tickly against your skin. You giggled, running your fingers through the strands and making him let out a noise akin to a purr. 

“You’re the one who wanted to play around with piss.”

“Hey!” Jisung yelled, staring up at you. “You found it really fuckin’ hot too, so don’t lie.”

“Mm, I did,” You responded, stretching your arms above your head like a cat. “Actually, I didn’t really get it all out, so I kinda need to-“

You squeaked out when Jisung sprung off the bed, pulling you off by your wrist. 

“Shower,” He mumbled, pulling you into the bathroom. A quick look at his cock told you it was getting hard again, and you laughed in disbelief, shaking your head. 

“Okay, Sungie. Shower.”

[hyunsvngs]

kinktober !

kink: pegging

pairing: seo changbin x fem!reader

wc: 2.7k

pegging: in which someone penetrates another person's anus, usually with a strap-on dildo.

Excited was an understatement.

You were well-known. When you’d first started, you’d only been a camgirl recruited by the agency and had never had sex with another person on camera. It was liberating managing to do that, and even more liberating when the money started flowing in. You started having sex with bigger and bigger stars, and the amounts of money got unbelievable. However, today was the day you’d been waiting for.

Seo Changbin was another star in your agency. You hadn’t gotten the chance to film with him yet, because your schedules were always too packed, but you were a resident viewer of his videos. He wasn’t quite dominant, more of a passionate lover when he put his co-stars in a headlock with his muscled arms, but it made your clit throb nonetheless. You couldn’t wait to have him.

Except, not everything worked out the way you’d expected - that’s not to say it wasn’t in your favour. The agency had decided on a Halloween shoot, two of their biggest stars fucking on camera while dressed up in some raunchy costumes. You’d heard the premise and agreed on the script, but when you heard the plans they had for you… well, that was really a game changer.

A Playboy bunny skit was one thing, but a skit where you weren’t the bunny, but Changbin was? Now, that intrigued you. It had you flipping through the script to imagine it differently. He’d be in a pretty little black bodysuit, pushing those muscled pecs up and with cute ears perched on his head atop a headband. It sounded perfect. All you had to do was play the part of his dominant, the woman who was going to fuck his brains out with her biggest strap-on. It was easy.

It didn’t seem easy when you saw him. You thought you were going to go insane. Prior to the shoot, you’d been put in a pink satin dressing gown, soft ivory cotton adorning the wrists and the hemline. Obviously, you had nothing on underneath, and Changbin stood by the doorway to your dressing room, all muscled arms bulging over his bodysuit and a cut-out in the fabric showing some very appealing cleavage. Your jaw dropped.

“Hi,” He was shy, embarrassed despite bouncing over to you like he really was a little bunny. His ears shifted and he huffed, pressing the headband down onto his dark, curly hair. Your makeup artist fiddled around with your own hair, trying to get it perfect for the shoot. “I thought I’d introduce myself. We’ve never really crossed paths. I’m Changbin.”

You licked your lips, nodding to ground yourself. Be yourself. Be cheeky, be nice. “Hello. It’s so nice to meet you. It looks like we’ll be co-stars today, huh? Are you excited?” Damn, did you have to sound so formal?

Changbin hopped from one foot to the other, eventually settling on crossing his broad arms over his just-as-broad chest. “I’m a little nervous, to be honest. I’ve, uh… I’ve bottomed before, been pegged and whatever, but never on camera. I guess I just wanted to ask you to go easy on me.”

“I’m not going to go easy on you,” You blurted. Even your makeup artist paused. Changbin’s eyes widened. “No. No, what I meant was, like- you look good. You look hot, Changbin. I’d be lucky to peg you. I am- I am lucky to peg you.”

It’s just sinking in. You’re going to peg him, and you’re terrified you’re going to cum untouched. You’ve already forgotten the script.

“Oh! Heh,” He scratches the back of his neck awkwardly, staring at the floor with a smug, downturned grin. “Right. You’re hot too, by the way. Really hot. I’ve been looking forward to shooting with you, and since I found out the premise, well… I’ve kinda been looking forward to it even more. Is that weird?”

“Not weird at all, me too,” You gushed. Changbin finally reverted his eyes to you, a real, toothy smile adorning his face when he saw how excited you really were. “Have you- um, have you… y’know. Prepped?”

Changbin blushed, a crimson shade covering his cheeks. He was so cute, you thought you were going to have a heart attack before the cameras even switched on. “It’s a surprise. You’ll like it. The surprise, I mean.”

“I’ll like everything else, too,” You nodded solemnly. Changbin giggled, a chiming overtaking the room. You blinked when he turned around and bounced out of your dressing room, and your makeup artist sounded like she was choking back a laugh. You groaned. “Don’t.”

She grinned. “I didn’t say anything, honey.”

When you arrived at the set, Changbin was already there. The set was cute, at least, fairy lights adorning the walls and bed sheets a blush baby pink. He looked cute too, laying on the bed scrolling through his phone as if he wasn’t dressed like the best bunny you’ve ever seen. You fucking loved Halloween.

You crawled onto the bed regardless, making Changbin jump and drop his phone. “Hi again,” You murmured, one finger running down his side. He jolted, giggling like it tickled him. “You really do look cute, Changbin.”

“Bin is fine. Even- even Binnie. I prefer Binnie-”

“Alright, quit the flirting,” Hyunjin chirped. Hyunjin was the best director you’d worked with. He didn’t mind if you went off-script, so long as it was all authentic and real. No fake orgasms, obviously. The sex had to look like art. Jeongin was his cameraman, and when you first met him, he’d been awkward and blushy - now, he looked at you with indifference apart from a cute grin on his pouty lips. You were so proud. “I know we sent you the script, but I’ve changed my mind. I want you to just kiss first, be natural, lead into whatever. Sounds good?”

That was another thing about Hyunjin. He loved to change the plans. You nodded, before briefly looking around the room. “Where’s the dick?”

“What do you mean?” Jeongin questioned, looking at Changbin. His eyes ran down to his crotch. “It’s there.”

“No, the strap-on, you idiot,” You huffed. Hyunjin giggled, before nodding towards the floor. Oh. There it was, clear as day, a bright pink strap-on that looked way too big to fit into someone comfortably. You hoped Changbin’s surprise helped him out with that.

Unsurprisingly, it did. Changbin rolled over onto his tummy and shook his ass at you teasingly with a grin, and you caught sight of a white fluffy bunny tail sticking out of a hole in his bodysuit. Oh. Oh, right. It’s a plug.

“Are you kidding me?” You gasped, reaching down to immediately grab it. Changbin jolted, eyes widening, and you took your chance. You yanked his face towards yours, pressing your lips against his in a dirty exchange of lips, teeth and spit. You briefly recognised Hyunjin and Jeongin mumbling to each other, and then the cameras switched on. You pushed Changbin back, letting his toned back rest on the bed and then you were in his lap, ignoring his whine at feeling the plug pressing in further.

You kept kissing him, unable to stop. His lips were so saccharinely sweet, and you could feel one folded-up bunny ear from his headband tickling your head. His tongue darted around your mouth and he let his hands grab at your waist, clothed erection grinding up into your naked pussy. You pulled away, smirking at him as you ran your fingers through his hair affectionately, before standing up and walking away. The cameras stayed on, recording every step you took as you crossed the room to examine your strap. You had to get to the point, or you’d be kissing him forever.

“The plug’s very cute, bunny, but do you want something bigger?” You muse, running your finger over the strap. Changbin nods, lips kiss bitten as he looks at you with teary eyes. “You want my strap, baby?”

“Y-Yeah. I- Hnng. I want your cock, please, mommy,” Changbin gushed, thick thighs spreading to allow you between them. You could see the bulge of his cock, hard and fat and pressing against the black satin of the bodysuit. You raised an eyebrow, however. The mommy kink was definitely not in the script - was he this far gone already?

You smiled and let yourself get back on the bed, strap in hand. You moved your free hand to his side, thumb tracing across his clothed hip bone. "Mommy’s going to give you what you want, sweetheart, you don’t need to beg.”

Leaning in, you pressed your lips against his once more and guided his mouth open with your tongue. You pulled away, letting out a low hum of arousal as he watched you with anticipation. Changbin’s eyes stayed glued to you, and you ignored the wetness accumulating on your folds as you let the pink robe drop, fully naked underneath. Your nipples were pebbled against the cold air, and Changbin’s gaze dropped to them, eyes widening.

“You like them, baby? Maybe you can suck on them while mommy fucks you nice and deep, yeah?” Changbin nodded, reaching out to you to pull you on top of him. You pressed your hand on his tummy softly, pressing him to the bed to calm him down. “I have to get the strap on, baby. Why don’t you take that bodysuit off for me?”

God, that was the best sentence that ever left your mouth. Changbin wriggled out of his bodysuit and he was left naked, all muscled, honey-toned skin revealed to you. His nipples were hard upon his broad chest, dark dusky peaks that begged to have your tongue running circles over them. His cock was hard against his soft tummy, short and thick and anticipating some attention - but your eyes immediately went to his cheeks. The plug stayed firmly inside his tight hole, fluffy material peeking out from tanned planes of skin. He really was the best bunny you’d ever seen.

Once the strap was firmly set on your hips, bright pink silicone alarming to the eye, you reached down to play with the plug inside his hole. He jolted, whining and spreading his thick thighs further for you, cock twitching in desperation.

“Please, please,” He huffed, chest heaving. “Please, mommy. I need something bigger, need something bigger in there, ‘s not enough, bunny needs-”

You cooed, running your thumb over his cheekbone. “Okay, okay. I’ve got you, bunny, spread nice and wide for me.”

He obliged, letting his thighs hang over his hands in a pliant, open position, and then you reached down to pull the fluffy pom-pom tail out of his hole. It slipped out, still slick with lube, and you groaned lowly at the sight.

“C’mere,” You ushered Changbin, and when he moved to come closer, you let the fake cock hang in his face. “Spit on it, bunny. We’ve got to get it wet or it’ll hurt, huh?”

Changbin moaned, nodding with urgency, and then he was sucking the tip past his lips. Oh. That’s not what you meant, but you were absolutely loving the view. He sucked half of the length into his mouth, moaning around the silicone as if it was the best thing he’d ever tasted. He was putting on a show for the cameras, you realised - you’d honestly forgotten they were there, too engrossed in the pretty bunny on display for you on this set.

You pulled the strap out of Changbin’s mouth, slapping the head a few times on his full, doll-like lips, before you were moving backwards to press it against his hole. The tip pushed in with no resistance, stretching his tight, little hole back out around the silicone. It was the rest of it that was an issue - Changbin thrashed around as the flared shaft entered him, stretching him further than the plug did and making him whine.

“‘S- ‘S big, mommy, bunny feels so good,” He huffed, cheeks blazing red. You could tell he’d lost all sense of coherence, and you understood why he’d never bottomed before on camera. He got way too into it. It stopped being porn, and started being more authentic - but then, Hyunjin liked that after all. You let your hips start to move against him, slapping against his skin, and he whined with approval.

You had to amp up the ante, though. “You’re like a bunny in heat, Binnie,” You mused, positioning yourself on your forearms above him. Changbin moaned, a guttural noise that made your pussy clench sadly around nothing. Maybe you could convince him to fuck you again after this, off camera. You thrusted into him a few more times before pulling out, making him whine at the loss. “Come and ride me. Hop on my cock like a good bunny, yeah?”

Once you were positioned on your back, Changbin scrambled to press his hole above your strap. In this position, you could see him properly, bunny ears askew and his cute cock bouncing against his tummy. He gasped as he sunk down on your strap again, the fake cock filling him up beyond belief.

“Oh. Oh, mommy, ‘s deep, deep, pressing against my, my-“ He cut himself off with a whine, hands coming to rest on your tits while he bounced. You cooed softly, hand rubbing over his thighs where they clenched with the exertion. He was quite literally bouncing like a bunny - he couldn’t stop his own movements, bunny ears flopping over his eyes and whines flooding out of his mouth. “It’s never felt this good. Oh, God, it feels so good, I need’a cum. Need to, oh, bunny needs to-“

“Ssh, ssh,” You mumbled, hand wrapping around his cock. It leaked beneath his foreskin, drippy and pearlescent as you started to pump it with a tight fist. You wanted him so bad - but this was about him. The cameras too, which you had forgotten about again. “Cum for me then. Cum on my tits, bunny, c’mon.”

Changbin wailed, hands moving to find purchase on your thighs. The change in position had him bouncing quicker, and you accompanied it with pumps of his cock at the same pace.

“G’na cum for mommy,” He mumbled, cheeks blazing crimson. It took two more bounces and you rubbed your thumb over his slit. When he keened, fingernails digging into your skin, you took that as your cue and aimed his cockhead at your tits. “Cumming! Bunny’s cumming, cumming, fuck!”

You watched in awe as his cock spurted out thick ropes of white cum, smothering your tits in the warm liquid. He gasped and writhed on the strap through his orgasm, hips slowing to a soft grind and eyebrows furrowing. You pumped him a few more times, letting him ride out his orgasm, and then you let his softening cock go for some reprieve. With one finger, you swept up his cum from your skin and sucked it into your mouth, humming at the salty taste.

Changbin huffed out a breath, collapsing on top of you unceremoniously. His headband slid upon his dark hair again and you giggled, pulling it off of his head altogether to run your fingers through it.

“Okay, wow,” Hyunjin huffed. You blinked hazily towards him, seeing him and Jeongin stood there with dropped jaws. “Okay. Okay.”

Jeongin giggled, pressing a few buttons on the camera. He grabbed Hyunjin’s wrist, starting to drag him out of the room despite the fact that the elder man seemed rooted to the spot. “I’ll take him away. You guys did great, just chill for a minute.”

Changbin giggled against your neck, and then he shifted his hips, letting the fake cock drop out. On autopilot, you rubbed your thumb over his gaping rim, grinning when he jolted and gasped.

“You really didn’t take it easy on me, huh?” Changbin said, shaking his head in disbelief.

You burst out laughing, chest shaking. “I did warn you,” You began, and then you felt awkward. He was snuggled up to your chest, sated and relaxed as if it was home, so… could you ask him? “Bin. Do you want to, like… go on a date sometime?”

Changbin perked up at that, looking at you with his usual downturned smile. “I’d love to.”

[hyunsvngs]

kinktober !

kink: rimming

pairing: bang chan x fem!reader

wc: 2k

rimming: when one partner licks, kisses, sucks, and stimulates their partner's anus with their mouth and tongue.

It was hard not to beg your boyfriend to let you do it. Even if you didn’t have sex - on the odd day that happened - you’d still be thinking about sucking Chan’s cock until he spilled down your throat. He’d always offer to help you cum after, but weirdly, most of the time you felt satisfied from just making him cum. 

His cock was just so beautiful. Thick and heavy between his legs, cockhead ruddy and flushed with a red hue. You couldn’t help yourself from grinding down onto it, even when Chan had his tongue in your mouth and was letting you pin him to the bed. Even when it was clothed in his basketball shorts, you still wanted it. He was so sexy, lying there with his biceps toned and broad, his hands on your hips to attempt to keep your grind to a slow movement. 

You gave him one last, chaste kiss to his plump lips, and then you were pulling away, breathing heavily. That was another thing about Chan. He knew just what to do to make you whine, he knew how to drag it out to the point you were shaking in his lap and begging him for just some naked friction. He knew your body too well, and when you pulled away with wide, lust blown eyes, he simply smiled innocently, dimples appearing. You shifted in his lap, clad in only your underwear and one of his oversized t-shirts. 

“I wanna suck your cock,” You blurted, chest heaving. Chan raised an eyebrow, and then he burst out laughing. You whined, slapping his chest playfully. “Channie.”

“It’s nothing, baby, it’s just-” He giggled again, letting out a little ‘ah’ before he tried to speak again. “You really like doing that, huh? Makes me feel bad, not touching you as much, but you love it.”

“I love your cock,” You hummed, moving backwards on his lap to yank his basketball shorts down. Before you could even attempt to do it, you were entranced by his bulge, thick and pulsating behind the fabric. You reached one hand down to run it over his cock, and he shivered, the smile falling from his face. “I love how heavy it is on my tongue. Love how it tastes, when you get all wet and drippy in my mouth, and-”

“Fuck, baby. Okay, okay,” Chan grunted, and then he was wiggling his basketball shorts down thick, toned thighs. His cock sprung out, slapping against his abs. You whimpered, eyes fixated on the long shaft. He wasn’t even fully hard yet, and he moved his hand to pump his cock absentmindedly, pulling you back to his face by your hair. “Kiss me dirty, baby. Get daddy hard then you can have it in your mouth.”

You nodded obediently, pressing your lips to his once again. Chan groaned into the kiss, his hips canting upwards ever-so-slightly as he permitted you to suck on his tongue, nipping his bottom lip a few times. Chan pushed his spit into your mouth, your lips sliding around on each other's eagerly and messily. 

His cock pushed into your thigh, suddenly extremely harder than it previously was and Chan groaned, slapping it on your skin to spread the precum. You pulled away impatiently, wiggling backwards until your head was between his spread thighs, his cock still in his hand. 

You let your tongue loll out, head moving upwards to run it around his cockhead. Chan’s hand fell, moving to your hair and pushing the strands out of your face. “That’s it. Suck daddy’s cock baby, like you were made to do, yeah?”

“Love it,” You mumbled, and then you were engulfing the head in your mouth. The taste of salty precum hit your tongue, and Chan moaned, low and under his breath as he tossed his head back against the pillow. His hands were a welcoming presence in your hair, simply pulling your hair back and letting you pick your pace. You were extremely impatient, though, and you found yourself shoving your head down further than you were ready for. You felt yourself gag, a small movement of your neck around his thick shaft but you just kept going, determined to make Chan feel good. You heard his breathing deepen and you knew you were on the right track. You finally pulled away, breathing heavily as you looked up at him.

“‘S it good?” You questioned, hand moving up to pump his now slick shaft. Your spit provided a lubricant to his thick cock, his thighs tensing with every movement. Your hand looked so small around it, barely able to make a fist around the veiny length.

“So good. Such a good girl for daddy, yeah?” Chan muttered, his cheeks a rosy red with pleasure. You grinned, dipping your tongue into his slit and making him let out a stuttered breath. “Don’t forget my balls, sweetheart.”

How could you? You instantly moved your head down further, sucking his balls into your mouth with a wet pop. Chan hummed, eyes blown wide with lust as he gazed down at you. His eyes were half lidded, lips parted to let out little sighs and groans at the ministrations of your mouth. His balls were heavy on your tongue, and you ensured they were wet when you finally let them fall out of your mouth. 

“That’s it, baby. Good girl,” Chan said, and then he was grabbing your hair, pulling you back onto his cock. You felt your cheeks burn crimson from the praise, pussy gushing wetness into your underwear at the way he handled you. His fingers were lithe in your hair, knobby digits intertwining with the strands so he could move your head up and down on his cock. You suckled around the length obediently, eyes tearing up everytime the cockhead hit the back of your throat. Chan’s back arched, hips canting up into your mouth one, two, three times, until he was pulling your head off of his cock, tapping the head against your tongue. “Such a hot little mouth. Do you think you can do something for me, baby?”

“Always. I can do it, daddy-”

“You don’t even know what it is yet,” Chan chuckled, polishing the head of his cockhead with his palm. He pushed you back slightly, a firm yet careful hand on your shoulder, and then he was pulling his legs back to his chest. What? Since when was he so bendy? You blinked in confusion, and then he was cupping his balls, revealing his tight, pink asshole to your eyes. “Do you think you can lick me down there, baby?”

“Yes,” You whined, surging forward. Chan laughed again, his hand moving to your hair again. He held you just out of reach, thumb stroking across your scalp. “Channie. Let me. Can’t just show me that, and then- and then-”

“Okay, baby. I was gonna make you beg, but it seems you’re a bit of a slut for daddy’s ass, right?” He mused, and then his hand was falling from your hair. He was right. Perhaps you’d always imagined this, getting your face between Chan’s asscheeks. You were always staring at his ass. How could you not? It was plump, thick, never hidden no matter what trousers he wore. 

Shaking your head of your thoughts, trying to will your cheeks to stop blushing, you delved between his asscheeks. He tasted like the soap he used in the shower, but also tasted so utterly of Chan it made you whine. Your tongue ran over his rim, puffy and tight beneath your tastebuds and you felt Chan's hands on the back of your head again, pushing your face into his ass. You moaned into him, your breath hot against his skin. He shivered and moaned, pushing you further in. His toes curled at the pleasure, cock leaking hot and heavy against his abs. 

“That’s it, baby. Lick daddy’s ass just like that, that’s it,” He groaned, and you hummed into the pucker of his asshole. You needed him so bad. You couldn’t remember ever getting this worked up over getting your mouth on Chan, and that said something - you were always feeling extremely wet in your underwear after making him cum down your throat. This was different though. He was letting you lick the most intimate part of him, and you loved it. Your underwear must have been positively ruined by now, the lace creating an awkward sensation against your drenched folds. 

Chan’s hand moved to his shaft, starting to pump it along with the movements of your tongue. You were sloppy, uncalculated, but he seemed to love it nonetheless. The blotchy pink rash on his cheeks had spread to his chest, hidden beneath sparse freckles and the way he arched his hips for you so deliciously. You couldn’t help but moan into his hole, eyes half lidded and eyesight almost obscured by his thick cock.

“You’re enjoying that, aren’t you?” Chan asked, a smirk on his face despite his heavy breathing. “Feels fuckin’ amazing to me, baby. You’re so filthy.”

You pulled away, licking your lips with a whimper. “It’s- it’s so good, daddy, Channie, love doin’ it, love you, will you- I’m wet, I dunno, can you-”

“C’mere, baby,” Chan cooed, stretching his legs out and yanking you onto his lap. He flipped you both over with ease, teeth nipping at your neck while he pushed your panties out of the way. You were soaking, and Chan groaned when he ran his thumb over it, pushing your thighs apart to settle his cock between your legs. It was slick with precum and your spit, and he pushed the head into your hole teasingly, your back arching with a whine. He grunted, eyes fluttering shut at the tightness of your drippy hole. “I won’t last long, not after that.”

“‘S okay, put it in, wanna feel it,” You wailed, hands moving to his broad shoulders. Chan nodded, and then his hips pushed in, his cock stretching you out beyond belief. He began a blistering pace immediately, his hands holding your hips up so that he could bounce you on his length. You were eager, impatient and messy when you moved your hand down to use two fingers to rub on your clit. You wanted to cum with him. 

“Tight, so fuckin’ tight, baby. You’re unbelievable,” Chan huffed, his hips slapping against your ass with every thrust. The harshness of his pace made you keen, bottom lip quivering and your walls fluttering around him. You were going to cum embarrassingly quickly, but Chan seemed to feel the same, his head shaking with disbelief every time your pussy gushed more wetness onto him. “God, you got so wet from that. Did you enjoy eating daddy’s ass, baby?”

“Loved it,” You nodded, thighs clenching at the realisation of your impending orgasm. Chan continued to thrust into you, unabashed groans and grunts falling from his lips. Your clit throbbed with need, even when you were rubbing quick, messy circles around it, and you knew you weren’t far off feeling the white-hot pleasure of your orgasm. “Loved it so much, daddy, daddy, I think I’m- I’m g’na cum, please!”

“Cum with me baby, c’mon, daddy’s waiting for you,” He moaned, his lips pressing against your neck once again. Your toes curled, and with another calculated thrust into your pussy, you were falling apart. The orgasm bit up your spine with a new kind of pleasure, your hole gushing onto Chan’s cock and making it even wetter. The smattering of pubic hair at the base of his cock was positively soaked with you, and Chan whined at the feeling of your cunt clenching him so tight. “I’m cumming, baby, g’na fill you up, oh God.”

You smiled blissfully when his hips finally halted, cock spilling inside of you with another high-pitched noise from Chan. His hands dug into your hips almost painfully, his hips creating a slow grind into you just to ride out his orgasm. It was so wet, messy between your legs, and Chan pulled out with a pleased hum, slapping his cockhead on your clit just to see you jolt. He giggled, falling on top of you with his head on your chest.

“That was so good. Thank you, baby,” Chan cooed, nuzzling his head into your - his shirt. 

You giggled, running your fingers through his hair. “I think I’ve found something new to be obsessed with.”

[hyunsvngs]

kinktober !

kink: small penis humiliation

pairing: han jisung x fem!reader

wc: 1.7k

"Do you… Do you have any weird kinks? That you haven't told me about?"

Han Jisung. What a way to pique my interest, you thought. You put your book down on the bed beside you, looking over at him with intrigue. He was avoiding your gaze, hands fidgeting. Oh, he had something to confess.

"I'm not sure, Sungie. Nothing major, nothing that you don't already know about, at least." You were very open with him about your desires, and he knew this.

"Oh," he murmured, with a nod. "Okay."

So, he would take a bit more prompting. "Why do you ask? Do you have anything?" You waited for a moment, but he remained silent. You prodded him in the side, urging him to answer. "Is it something embarrassing?"

"No!" he blurted. "Well, kinda."

You shifted closer to him, leaning into his side. "You know I'm not gonna judge you. C'mon, tell me."

He sighed, covering his face with his hands. "Have you ever heard of, like… small dick humiliation?"

Now this was an interesting development.

Obviously, Jisung's dick was far from small. It was always enough to satisfy you, and he had plenty of enthusiasm with how he used it too. But you were more than willing to pretend, for his gratification.

"You're into that?" you asked, brain whirring as you thought of all the possibilities. "You want me to berate you for having a small dick?"

Jisung peered up at you, nodding slowly. He looked so vulnerable, after sharing this with you. He was putting all of his trust in you, to hold this information and degrade him while still respecting him.

You let out a sigh, relaxing your shoulders. "I'm so glad you told me about that, Sungie, that's actually such a relief. This whole time I've been pretending that your little dick actually gets me off, and now I don't have to pretend any more."

Jisung stared at you, eyes wide, mouth open in surprise. His eyes scoured your expression, trying to figure out how genuine this was. "Are you just saying this to get me off? Or are you being for real?"

You frowned at him. "Take a look in your pants, babe. Does that look big enough to satisfy anyone?"

He lifted his waistband, looking down. "I d-don't know," he stammered.

"Do you want to find out?" You patted his cheek gently. "Fuck me, and I won't fake it this time."

Already, he was hanging on your every word. His eyes had gotten that sparkly, glossed-over look that you loved so much, the one that made him look so fucked-out before you'd even touched him.

"I'll fuck you - I-I can fuck you, I'll do a good job, I'll show you-" He was pulling off his clothes as he spoke, tearing off his shirt before tugging down his trousers.

You fought hard not to smile when you saw his dick - it was your honest reaction, every time. You loved your man, and you loved his dick. Long, thick, veiny, hairy, everything you'd want in a cock. His dick was what you dreamed about at night, it was your medicine at the end of a long day. This was really going to test your acting abilities.

You kneeled on the floor before him, in between his legs. "Is it even hard?" you asked, raising an eyebrow as you looked down at his dick, twitching and hardening more by the second. "I can't really tell, it's still so small."

"No, it's not hard all the way yet! It can get bigger, I swear!" he insisted, stroking his shaft with fervour, as though desperately trying to get it harder. He didn't have to try very hard, of course; just a tiny sprinkling of humiliation was enough to make him rock hard within seconds.

"That's it?" you asked, putting on a disgusted expression. "It's hard now?"

Jisung nodded silently, cheeks bright red.

You tutted. "I bet Minho's dick is bigger than this. I look at the bulge in his trousers sometimes, just to imagine what it's like to be fucked by a real man."

"I'm a real man!" Jisung yelled out immediately, spurred on by the comparison to one of his best friends. "I can fuck you like a man, p-promise I can!"

You climbed onto the bed, laying back and stripping your shorts from your body. "C'mon then, let's get this over with. Just fuck me, I don't need any prep. Not for that tiny thing."

Not that you were going to tell him, but the reason you needed no prep was because the startled, submissive look on his face was more than enough to make you wet.

He positioned himself between your legs. You grimaced as you stared at his cock, the tip bumping against your pussy. You scoffed."It's barely a clitoris! I bet I could fuck you with my clit and it'd feel better than this."

It was comical, really - his dick was so clearly massive, and it was so obviously going to stretch your hole like crazy. Yet when you looked into his eyes and insulted his size, he looked back at you completely overwhelmed with arousal.

Jisung whined, rubbing the head of his cock against your hole. "Please, please, I know I'm pathetic, but please can I fuck you?"

You rolled your eyes at him. "Go ahead, I don't care - I'm not gonna feel anything anyways."

He let out a groan, sliding his cock into you right away, babbling, "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

His eyes slipped shut, and it was a good job, as he would've witnessed the expression of pure bliss on your face as he filled you up.

Jisung never took it slow, and tonight was no exception. He buried his head in the crook of your neck, leaving hot, open-mouthed kisses against your skin as he fucked you, hard and fast. You had to bite down on your lip to stop yourself from squealing; with every harsh thrust, he was sending shocks throughout your system, making butterflies erupt in the pit of your abdomen, making you want to cry out in ecstasy.

He was whimpering against your skin. "I'm sorry… 'm sorry I've got such a useless little dick."

"Aww, Sungie," you cooed. "It's not your fault you're so pa- pathetic-"

Your voice was broken, hoarse. Jisung was thankfully too horny to notice any cracks appearing in your facade.

"Are you enjoying this, Jisung?" you asked him.

"Yeah, yes, fuck! So much!" he cried out.

"I'm glad someone is. I can barely feel anything."

He moaned at your words, and the noise was like music to your ears. He sounded so worked up, so desperate.

"Let me see your face, baby," you urged him. "Wanna see how needy you are."

He lifted his head from your neck bravely, propping himself up on his arms while he fucked you. His eyes were wet with tears, a tiny bit of spit dribbling from the corner of his mouth.

"Oh, hon, this is pitiful," you said, your tone condescending.

You reached your hands between your bodies, fingers locating his nipples. You squeezed them, not very gently, and he yelped, his reaction a mixture of pleasure and pain. They grew harder beneath your touch as you played with them.

"Look, even your nipples are bigger than this thing you call a dick. How sad is that?"

"So sad," he whined, nodding along with your words. "I'm gonna cum - I'm gonna cum, baby, I can't hold back!"

You laughed at him. "It's barely been five minutes, Jisung! Are you serious?"

He nodded, letting out a strangled groan. "Can I?"

"Sure, cum inside me. We don't need to worry about you getting me pregnant anyways, not with a dick like that-"

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Jisung moaned in time with his thrusts, before burying his dick deep inside you and collapsing against you, panting heavily. "Baby!"

You stroked his hair gently. "And I'm nowhere near finishing. See, I told you you can't get me off with that shrimp." This was a blatant lie - with just a few more minutes, and maybe some stimulation of your clit, you would've come for sure.

Jisung lifted his head quickly. "I can get you off - I can, I can!" He leapt up, throwing himself down the bed and landing between your legs. He lowered his face into your pussy, and licked a very gentle, tentative line from your hole up to your clit. He was looking up at you with wide eyes, as if waiting for approval.

You nodded at him. "It's a good job you're good at oral, baby. Otherwise I'd have no reason to keep you around, would I?"

In true Jisung fashion, he went from 0 to 100 within an instant, wrapping his lips around your clit and sucking hard. He swirled his tongue across it, back and forth, back and forth. There was no way you could hold back your moans, not when he was overstimulating you like this.

"That's good, baby," you praised him, before demeaning him a little more. "Feels way better than your dick did."

He hummed, sending vibrations through your core. He didn't hesitate even for a second, proving his abilities to you with all his might.

He inserted two fingers deep inside you, curling them upwards to meet your g-spot, just the way you'd taught him.

"Oh, baby, those fingers are so much bigger than your dick, that's so nice."

Jisung began to whimper, whining as he licked and sucked everywhere. The desperate noises were your undoing; you felt your climax burst outwards from your core, your legs shaking as they wrapped around Jisung's frame. You could barely see, could barely hear, couldn't feel anything apart from your orgasm.

"Fuck," you hissed. "That was good."

He collapsed against your chest, nuzzling into you. "Was I good?"

"So good, baby," you confirmed, catching your breath. You kissed the top of his head, and he gave a contended hum. The two of you lay together quietly, recovering.

Jisung spoke up again after a few moments, his voice quiet. "My… my dick… it's okay, right?"

"Of course, Sungie, it's more than okay! I love your dick just as much as I love you. It's perfect."

He giggled. "Okay, good. Just wanted to check."

"It gives me everything I need, baby, don't worry about that."

Jisung beamed up at you. "Thank you for doing this for me."

"You're welcome, baby," you smiled back. "I love you."

Jisung picked himself up, nuzzling his nose against yours. "I love you too."