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baeklination · 4 years

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Drunk. Fool. pt.3

ft. Junmyeon

Pic cred: Primavera Peach

Date:200613

Warnings: light dom/sub, sex toys, anal, general explicit language. SMUT. Just be at least 18.

Pairing: Minseok x F.Reader + Junmyeon

WC: 1.9k

NOTE: HOW? Did this end up not being the ending? I dunno, but there is more smut to be had with these, so at least one more chap is coming.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 4

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Minseok didn’t have to spell it out - you knew these elevator doors wouldn’t open to a beautiful restaurant. But neither did you think they would open to this: a brightly lit hallway of an apartment on the 22nd floor with a beautiful man coming to greet you. He smiles with both mouth and eyes, warmly yet reserved and...something else. That type of something that lets you know that you are the main course.

“Precisely on time. Minseok”, he says with a slight bow, making a few strands of his red hair fall into his face.

“Junmyeon.” Minseok tips his head and raises his eyebrows, a gesture to show his appreciation for Junmyeon’s attire; black leather trousers paired with a white shirt embellished with chains and leather details in red and black. It’s definitely on the dramatic side, but it has a flare to it, and it’s an interesting juxtaposition: his serene face with this eye-catching outfit.

This guy has set a scene - and you know Minseok loves it. You can’t be a hundred percent sure, but you think Minseok’s bow was a bit lower. Is it simply because this Junmyeon is older than him, or because he knows what he has planned for you? What ever the reason you’re thoughts are interrupted by Junmyeon’s voice:

“This is her I take it..?”

As he takes a few steps in your direction his energy washes over you. It’s powerful in such a way that you don’t have to “put on” a submissive demeanour; it towers over you making you feel small, compliant, a little scared - and excited. He holds your chin with his thumb and index finger and looks at you. Not being able to hold his gaze you look down, which earns you a tap under the chin.

“Ap,ap.”

You look up again for what seems like an eternity before he turns to Minseok:

“I see what you mean...I’ll be happy to help.”

You may look composed but your mind is racing, trying to decipher what he means; help with what? Sure, you were a brat yesterday, but enough to bring in “outside council”..? Of course it was - you’d pulled him from a meeting. You had pulled your daddy from his fucking job. Shit...SHIT! Freak out-session aside you know this is your own doing, and the only way to get back into Min’s good graces is to be a good girl and bite the bullet.

Junmyeon takes your hand, and leans in, almost brushing your ear with his lips:

“Come with me, you.”

Him purposely not calling you by your name makes you nervous, yet it also sends a seductive tingle through your body, making you eager to follow. You look over your shoulder to see Min following. Good.

Junmyeon escorts you down the hallway, past a kitchen and the living room, through his bedroom into a room in the back - his dungeon. Your eyes widen as you take it all in: there’s a velvet couch running the whole length of the wall to your left and opposite wall has curtains along it. In the middle sits a wooden table with straps, buckles and leather cushioning. To be honest it looks like something you’d see at the medieval museum, so you can’t help but to gasp:

“Oh my-”

Junmyeon moves his hand to grab your upper arm as he turns around to look down at you:

“Only when spoken to”, is all he says. All he needs to say. Minseok has found a real one, as he called these guys. You feel a hand on the small of your back, slowly moving down the curve of your ass - you’d know Min’s touch from a thousand others’.

“Do you wanna start her off?”, Junmyeon asks, rather matter-of-factly.

“No, go ahead, she’s a big girl, she doesn’t need me”, Minseok replies, shooting you a meaning look. “Be good for me, baby. Make daddy proud”, he says and sits down on the couch.

You know that the punishment is what Junmyeon will do, but right now it feels like the lack of Min is a more severe one. In this environment all you needed was that little brush of his hand to make you go from slick to soaked; wanting nothing more than to straddle him, seeing that amused hungry smile from him as he slowly put his fingers inside you and then spread the juices up to your clit and back to your ass, lingering, circling a bit until you had to beg him to press them in.

Junmyeon leads you to the end of the table and softly presses your back for you to bend down, so that you’re upper body is resting on it. He puts his hand on your thigh, through the slit of your dress - a que for you to spread your legs - and pulls up your dress with his right hand. You close your eyes and bite the inside of your cheek, not wanting to give away too much. Minseok’s the one who brought you here, so he’s okay with these things - but to you it feels so good that it’s almost uncomfortably okay.

“Open your eyes”, you hear Minseok’s voice.

You look straight at him, again feeling that hunger for him, but also being okay with him seeing you turned on by someone else. And by the look of him he’s about ready to cut Junmyeon’s party short and ram his cock into your wet pussy. It’s barely noticeable, but a quick squint of his eyes, more like a twitch really, gives it away, as he sees your dress being pulled up.

Junmyeon’s hand slowly makes its way up to your entrance, and his breathing hitches. He bends down and spreads your cheeks to get a better look:

“You’ve got a prime specimen here, Minseok.” He tsks. “Does she always get this wet?”

Minseok smiles at you with pride in his eyes:

“That’s why she’s my baby girl. And if you keep going...” he trails off, making you roll your eyes as you suppress a moan.

Junmyeon makes his way to the right-hand wall and pulls the curtain away to reveal a curated selection of toys and tools ; whips, paddles, chains, masks, ball-gags and whatever else you could think of. This is either going to be very fun or very fun. He picks a collar and starts attaching a chain to it, but then stops and puts a leather lead on it instead; his attention to details is thrilling. He takes a small pouch - one of many - and turns back around. He puts a finger between your neck and the collar when he puts it on you:

“Can you breathe?”

“Yes”, you reply, feeling a bit hoarse from being quiet for so long.

He looks at you with softness and for a second you’re stunned by his beauty.

“I don’t know what a sweet girl like you could’ve done to deserve this, but if your daddy says you do...” he sighs and shakes head and lands a burning spank on your ass.

Being totally unprepared for it you cry out, but manage to bite your tongue midway. Of course that’s not good enough for Junmyeon who yanks the lead with a stern:

“No.”

You curse yourself for not staying silent, and feel embarrassed for Minseok. Not one sound will leave your lips from now on you promise yourself. Junmyeon positions himself behind you again and when you hear Min chuckle you can guess what was brought out of the pouch. You hear a low buzz and immediately after feel it pressing on your entrance; a vibrator, a small one. Junmyeon presses it in slowly - painfully slowly - but not all the way, just a centimeter or so, and brings it out again. Then in again.

“Look at your daddy, sweetheart.”

You turn your head and look at Min, struggling to keep your eyes open from the pleasure. Struggling to not beg him - either of them - to fuck you. You angle your toes inward and arch your back, trying to get more.

“Hm, I don’t think she’s as sweet as I first thought”, Jun says to Min. “She’s a little slut, isn’t she?”. While saying it he moves the vibrator up to your anal, making you twitch and inhale hard with pleasure. Picking up on it, Jun pulls the lead back and increases the speed on the vibrator as he starts pressing it in little by little to stretch you out.

“Fuck…” Minseok sighs “now there’s a sight…”

“You should see it from my angle. Grab the third bag for me, will you?”

Minseok does what Junmyeon asks and before long you feel a dildo filling your ass, moving in and out at a slow pace, and vibrating. You close your eyes and feel Minseok’s hand on your mouth; instinctively you open it and he slips two fingers inside, moving them in the same slow pace as Junmyeon.

“Feel how wet she is now” he says to Junmyeon.

Junmyeon puts his fingers in your pussy, not bothering toying with you and moans:

“She’s a mess, and I’ve barely done anything..!”

“Mm-hmm, she’s like that” Minseok replies, fingers still in your mouth.

“You, do you like your daddy’s fingers that much?”

“Yes”, you shake your head.

“Or is it me and this dildo in your ass..?”

You look at Min, not sure what to answer. Luckily, he bends down and says:

“Just tell him what you like, baby.”

“All of it. Everything”, you moan.

“She’s gonna come soon if you don’t control it.”

“Yeah, I can feel her on my fingers. I’m gonna let her. Make her. Go sit down, watch her”, Junmyeon replies. “Now let’s see how long it takes with just this” he says, pushing the dildo in all the way. You don’t even care that he’s removed his fingers; seeing Minseok so turned on, and the lewd feeling of being bent over with a dildo in your ass more than enough. Junmyeon pulls your leash tighter so your head is upright, and with the same hand grabs the left side of our ass, spreading it to get a better look. He puts the vibrator on full power which sends a jolt through your body, making your pussy almost drip with how wet it is. It doesn’t take long for that familiar electricity to build up when he start setting a faster pace, and you can’t help but to let sounds slip out.

“Are you gonna let your daddy see you come?”

As your legs start to spasm you just about manage to moan a “yes”, and you hear Min grunt. When your orgasm comes Junmyeon grabs your pelvic bone to hold you down and pumps the dildo with relentless speed, making you whine and moan an endless slew of “fuck”, “oh”.

When your sounds trail off Junmyeon relaxes the lead to let you rest your head and slowly removes the dildo.

“Come here” he says, pulling you up on your shaky legs “go lie down for a second, we’re gonna go have a drink.” Your initial excitement fades when he continues “I’ll bring you some water. There’s a bathroom right outside if you want to freshen up. Don’t go anywhere else.”

Just as you sit down Minseok stands up:

“You did good, baby”, he says stroking your head. “And since you know each other now I’ll let Junmyeon have you all to himself from now on.”

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lavishedinjimin · 5 years

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a little bit of sugar, daddy [2]

↳ Pairing: taehyung x reader

↳ genre: sugardaddy!au, ceo!au

↳ rating: 18+

↳ word count: 3.9k

↳ warnings: lots of implied smut, lots of dirty talk, slight voyeurism if you squint, BDE taehyung lol

— synopsis: Taehyung - a sugardaddy and a businessman, a man who derives his life from sex, pleasure, and money. Y/n - a girl working at a small cafe, whose sex life is as dry as the weekly delivered coffee beans. Will Y/n adjust to the new lifestyle she agreed on, and could she keep up with all of the dirty antics with Taehyung?

a/n: go and check out my masterlist located at my bio to see the next chapter of this story!

The car ride was quite something else. It wasn’t a quiet-but-comfortable atmosphere because hell – it was the opposite of that. You were shifting all over his leather seat and you don’t know where to put your hands. You were breathing ever so quietly, scared that he’ll hear how rugged it was. Taehyung, on the other hand, rests his left elbow on the window frame as he continuously tugged and played with his lips, the other hand gripping the steering wheel.

You didn't know what to do. It was nerve-wracking to the point where you were unconsciously bouncing your left leg up and down.

You started to think if this was really a good idea. You just met him today, and he could be lying about not hurting you. In your whole twenty years of life, you haven't experienced anything like this -- why would you? You didn't exactly know what came through you when you said yes to him. You were actually probably too horny to think about it.

You sighed and you lowered your head, massaging your temples with your fingers as it suddenly started to hurt.

'I'm such a dumb bitch.'

"Y/n? You good?" He said, breaking the silence. He turned to look at you for just a few seconds and returned his focus back on the road. "You seem off."

"Yeah, n-no. I'm okay." You said, prying your eyes away from him as much as possible.

"You're lying." He said after a moment. "I don't want you to lie."

Something in his voice was firm and strict -- and you didn't understand why. You finally looked at him and he had his jaw clenched. You furrowed your eyebrows, why was he so angered about this?

"Fine. I'm just, well, I don't exactly know the reason why I agreed to this. Don't be offended though, I'm not saying that you're a bad person -- no. But it scares me on how fast I said yes to you. Hell, you might take me to some kind of dungeon or a mafia cult or something." You explained, looking at him for just a second. He didn’t look at you but he released a chuckle, smirking. “Also, you’re probably like six or seven years older than me.”

“Seven.”

“Huh?”

“M’twenty-seven.”

“Oh.” You gulped, trying to avoid his figure at the corner of your eyes. “Anyways, what I was saying--”

“What you were saying is bullshit, Y/n.” He cut you off, followed by a quiet giggle. “Didn’t I said that I won't hurt you, hmm? That’s true, and I don’t do lies. I’m not a bad guy, Y/n, you can trust me on that.”

You kept your mouth zip, hearing what he has to say.

“Whatever I said back there at the cafe was also true, angel. You’re such a goddess and you don’t even know. It’s rare to find people like you out there, and I just had to take the chance.” Suddenly, he placed his right hand above your left knee and you stilled in shock. He exhaled, rubbing it up and down. You, on the other hand, were trying so hard not to move. You were tense and nervous.

“People like me?” You scoffed, “I’m just an ordinary girl like anyone else. I go to college and I work, pay taxes, and all that. I’m not special, believe it or not, Taehyung.”

“I know that. But it’s something else that I see in you that makes me lose my mind when I’m with you.” Confused with that statement, you looked up at him and saw how he ran his tongue on his lower lip, eyebrows furrowed. You noticed how the grip on the steering wheel was getting harder. He rubbed his hand up and down on your knee slightly, making you hitch your breath. “I can’t say what exactly it is right now, or else I might have to pull over.”

“W-what?” You meekly asked. He turned to you and his eyes burned holes into yours. His gaze was immensely intense -- way too intense, making your cheeks turn a shade of red.

“It’s the little things Y/n. Like what you did just now; the way that you blushed just by my stare, how you fumble with your hands like that, the way that you bite your lip when you’re nervous -- you're so serene, baby.”

“Serene?”

“Mhm,” he moved the hand that was on your knee a little bit higher until it rested on your thigh - squeezing it - making you jump a little. “So fucking precious. You might not understand it quite yet, but I’ll tell you soon, in full details.”

He removed the hand and placed it back on the steering wheel. You released the air that you were apparently holding with a loud sigh, finally relaxing into the seat. He noticed this and chuckled, shaking his head slightly at your cuteness.

You expected that he’ll live in a very rich and exquisite building -- but this just went beyond your expectations.

Once you stepped in his place, all the colors you can see were white, matte black, and grey. It was all very modern and very simplistic of him. You firstly saw what you thought was his living room, where it’s literally the size of your whole apartment. Every wall was covered in famous paintings, which were the only objects that bring any color to the complex. On the right, there was his kitchen, all neatly polished, and then a huge staircase probably leading to his bedroom and other rooms that probably cost ten times your college tuition.

“Earth to Y/n?” you suddenly heard his voice, seeing how his hand waved in front of your face -- snapping back to reality.

“O-oh, yeah. Um,” you gulped, “your place...it’s really...really--”

“Really...? Hmm?” he towered over your small figure, walking forwards and making you hit a wall behind you. You gulped as you looked up to his eyes.

“Um, pretty.” You said in a whisper. He smirked at you, grabbing one of your cheeks with his hand and caressing it. You fought back the urge to flutter your eyes close.

“You really think so? People who go here the first time say that it’s pretty boring and bland.” You shook your head, “No, it’s really not. You have your own style.”

“What? Boring?” He laughed, eyes still focused on yours. He moved his body closer to that it was pressing against yours slightly. The touch of his skin made you shiver. “Think I’m boring?”

His deep and gravelly voice sent shivers down your spine, and how close he was with you made you suck up a breath. He slowly slid one of his hands down your sides until it reaches your hip, gripping it tightly while biting his lip. “Hmm?”

“No, a-absolutely not.” You replied truthfully. This man is nothing but boring.

“Okay, then.” He released you from his hold, making you catch your breath once more. How can he make you feel so breathless so easily?

“Have you ate dinner yet?” He asked, walking towards his kitchen without even looking at you. You took the opportunity to swoon as his back -- the way that the dress shirt neatly hugged his figure, showing his broad shoulders and back muscles almost made you wanna faint. He was walking so smugly, too, as if he knew what you were doing.

“I haven’t.” He nodded his head, making you sit on one of the stools in front of the huge marble island.

“Let me make you something, then.” He assured and turned his back to you once again, starting to prepare all sorts of ingredients.

While he was cooking, you sat there, quiet. He was tossing all the ingredients around the pan, probably lowkey trying to impress you, making you giggle.

But it wasn't quiet enough because he heard your little laugh, making him turn around and looked at you with one of his eyebrows raised. "Hmm? Something funny baby?"

You bit your lip, looking down. "Nothing."

He scoffed at you as he continued his work. That particular noise that he did somehow make you feel small. It somehow intimidated you. "Don't do that."

You furrowed your eyebrows as you looked back up at him, only to be faced with his back. "Do what?"

"Biting your lip like that."

That sentence hit you right through your core, and you didn't know why. But you decided not to fall in his trap and came up with a better statement to reply with. "Why? Do you like it?"

Regret, regret, regret.

You heard him hum and removed the pan away from the stove. He faced you, seeing how dark his eyes have been. He leaned forward, forearms resting on the table as his head was mere inches away from yours.

"Go on. Bite your lip."

Your eyes widened. He really confirmed that he did like it, so doing it in front of him made you really nervous. "You heard me right, little one. Do it."

You exhaled, finding the courage to do so. He lifted his left hand and placed his thumb on your bottom lip, swiping it across. His eyes were glued to your lips as he was mesmerized by it.

A second later, you did what he told you and bit your lip, eyes looking straight up at him. "Shit."

He closed his eyes for a moment and reopened them. There was a much darker shade painted onto them that you thought were impossible.

“You don't know how much I wanna fuck you right now.” He growled in your ear, making you whine. “The things I’d do to your cute, little body princess.”

Your eyes widened and you were getting excited. You can feel your heat getting wet every second as he talks, and he knows it. “Please...”

“Hmm? What was that I hear?” He tilts your head up with his index finger under your chin to make you look directly at his dark irises. A smirk was plastered on his face as he looked at you, cheeks flushed. “P-please, um, I...” you searched for correct words but nothing came out, only making him chuckle.

“Don’t worry, baby, I know what you want.”

He leaned his face even closer to yours so that your lips were brushing against his. He was teasing you, pulling away whenever you tried getting closer. “You want me to do everything I told you back in the cafe. I know you want me to bend you over on this island,” he said as he placed a hand on the marble surface, tapping it, “and spank your cute little ass again and again until you won’t be able to sit.”

You whimpered once again, trying to look down out of embarrassment but he didn’t allow it. “I know you’ll like that.”

You do.

But before anything else happens, Taehyung pulls himself away, turning his back on you and continues to cook your meal. Just like nothing happened. You released a deep breath that you didn’t know you were holding as you calmed down. You rubbed your face with both of your hands, noticing how hot your face has become.

Taehyung, on the other hand, had a smirk on his face. He liked what he did to you. Even at the cafe, he likes seeing you so flustered about every word he says.

He has never been paired up with a girl this young. He was twenty-seven, and every girl he met was about twenty-four and above. You were a new experience for him, and he had never seen someone like you to be so frail and innocent. He wanted to take care of you. And he didn’t know how much you turned him on whenever you look at him with your big, doe eyes.

After a few moments, he had finished cooking your meal, giving it to you on a plate— still hot. “Are you a pasta fan?”

“Huge.” Your mouth watered at the sight in front of you, smoke still coming out of it. He chuckled as he handed you a fork. Taehyung cleaned up, then walking away from the kitchen. “Are you not gonna eat with me?” You asked carefully before digging in.

He turned his head towards you, “I ate already, Princess. I’ll be back soon, I just need to do a few things.” You nodded as he left as you began eating his delicious food.

Your plate was half empty until you heard footsteps coming down the stairs, you turned your head, expecting to see Taehyung but your eyes met a middle-aged woman. Her eyes lit up as she saw you. “Oh, darling!” You quickly stood up from your seat and bowed at her politely, “Good evening, Mrs...”

“Please, call me Marie.” She excitedly walked over to you and placed her hands on your shoulders. “And you are?”

“Oh, I’m Y/n. I’m Taehyung’s...um-” What were you?

She removed the uneasiness away from the air and laughed, “Don’t worry, Y/n, I understand. It’s a shocker though.”

You creased your eyebrows, “Hm?”

“It’s the first time Taehyung has ever brought a young-looking girl in his house. You’re so cute!” Her excitement made you giggle.

“Oh, I haven’t really introduced myself other than Marie. I’m his housekeeper for four years now.”

“Four?! That’s so long, you must know him a lot.” “I do, yes. Don’t be intimidated by him though, he’s a gentleman.” Yeah, right,

She looked over your shoulder to see that your halfway-finished meal. “Oh, you’re eating! I’m sorry to bother you. Sit down, sit down.”

You obliged with a smile, loving how wonderful she already is. She walked over to the large fridge and filled you a glass of water. “Here,” she handed it to you, “he cooked you pasta but didn’t give you a drink.” She winked, making you laugh and say your thanks.

“Well, I’ll be going now, it’s my time to leave.”

You looked at the nearest clock you could find as it read 8:45 pm. “Where do you live, Marie?”

“Don’t worry about it, lovely. I’m just down the roads and such, I have my husband picking me up sometimes.”

You nodded and smiled, thanking and bidding her goodbye as she walks out of the door. She was so kind and happy, it made you feel refreshed.

You already finished your plate but Taehyung hasn’t arrived still. You decided to clean up the utensils and plate yourself and wait until he gets back. You thought if it was okay to wander around his house, but the beauty of it tempted you so much. You wished you had a house like this, heck, you wished you lived here, but you knew that wouldn’t happen anytime soon.

“Y/N.” A deep voice called for you, making you whip your head into its direction. You finally saw Taehyung, leaning one side of his body on the wall with a smirk, just watching you. You put down one of the figurines that you were apparently holding and carefully placed it back where it belongs. “Yeah?”

He motioned you to come to him with his index finger, curling it to his direction. You gulped and obeyed, not knowing what will happen.

You were a foot away from him until he wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you close until your bodies were touching. You let out a quiet gasp.

“You’ve met Marie?” You nodded, gulping as you feel the warmth of his body, “She’s wonderful, isn’t she?”

“She is.” He lifts his hand up to caress your soft cheek as he looked at you in pureness.

Taehyung’s face was so perfect. It was like it was sculpted so perfectly by the gods. Everything seemed so sharp and balanced and each part complemented the other. The way he looked at you made your heart beat faster, you couldn’t lie.

“Let’s go to my office,” he said, grabbing your hand and leading you across his place. “Your office? Why?” You asked, trying to catch up with his big steps.

“We’re gonna talk about business, babygirl.” You can tell that he was smirking, even though you couldn’t see his face. He led you inside a room with a huge, matte black desk. The walls were grey and there were many more paintings in here. Piles of papers and documents sat on his desk and so are his shelves were filled with binders and portfolios. You forgot he was a CEO not until you stepped foot inside this room. He walked towards his chair and sat on it, placing his forearms above the desk in front of him. His desk was huge, and you wondered how many girls he had bent over on it. You gulped, putting the thought at the very back of your head.

“The answer is no.” He suddenly spoke, making your eyes wide. How did he know?

“I haven’t fucked anyone here yet. I usually do it in the kitchen.” He swiped his tongue over his bottom lip as he looked at you deeply, “but you can be an exemption.”

“You can probably already imagine how hard it is for me to keep myself from fucking you back there.” He groaned, tilting his head to the side. “Ah, sorry.” Your eyebrows creased. “Please sit.”

You did as you were told and sat on one of the leather chairs in front of him and his desk. “Do you know why we’re here right now?” He asked, making himself comfortable in his chair.

“You said about business?”

He smiles at your answer, “You know who I am, and what I do, don’t you love?”

You looked to the side, finding the correct answer. You tilt your head, “I-I think I do.”

He’s a sugar daddy, but you won’t say it out loud.

“In this hidden world that I brought you into, I’m a dominant, Y/N.”

Yeah, well, that’s not surprising.

“And if you agree to this, you’re going to be my submissive. You know how that works, don’t you?” He looked at you with dark and serious eyes, waiting for your answer. You nodded. “Yes? Then what are you supposed to do, baby?”

“I have to obey you.”

A growl escaped from his lips, “Good. But that’s not the only thing, love. As my submissive, you are going to let only me to touch you. You belong to me and you will be my property when you agree to this. No man should touch you, because that will make me disappointed.”

He leaned closer to you, “And you don’t want me to be disappointed in you, Y/n.” You gulped, nodding right after.

“What course do you take in school?” he asks.

“Oh, um, biology.” He raises an eyebrow up, intertwining his hands together.

“Interesting. How much do you earn while working in that cafe?” You fiddled with your finger nervously. You remember how he said that he can give you anything you want, and that can include the money. “Well, I earn $5 per hour, but that’s just a part-time job. I also only go three times every week.”

You tugged on your bottom lip as you looked down. You didn’t want to see the look on his face. You suddenly felt his hand grabbing yours, holding them preciously on his. He smiled at you, “Y/n, sweetheart, I told you this already but I can give you whatever you need. You can quit your job and focus on your studies while I can provide you the money that you need.”

“No, Taehyung, I --”

“Ah, ah, ah, Y/n.” he cuts you off, “This is what I love to do, and you don’t have to feel sorry for me. I earn six figures a month.” He smirked, making you blush. “In return, you only have to be there for me and to obey me, you know what I mean, Y/n?”

You nodded, “I do.”

“I want you to think about this seriously. If you agree, you’ll be attending to my needs and I’ll be attending to yours. I’ll give you the pleasure that you need. I’ll give you money every month.”

“Oh, Taehyung, it's okay if you don’t--”

“I wasn’t asking permission, baby girl.” he strictly told you. “If you agree, the contract will officially start tomorrow. If you don’t, that’s totally fine and I understand your every decision.”

You thought long and hard about this, you knew your life would totally change if you’d agree to this. But you really needed the money, and you really liked him too. You were just unsure if you can handle the things he’d do to you.

“About the, um, sex thing...” you nervously asked, but he was all ears. “I’m listening, love.”

“I don’t know if you know or if you can tell but I haven’t really had much experience.” you timidly said. “I don’t know how I can attend to your needs - like - there are so many more women out there who had more sexual experience than me.” You were confused about why he had even chosen you, and you were dying to know.

Taehyung chuckled, rubbing your hands that were captured in his. “I chose you for a reason, baby. I don’t just do this with random people. You’re a new one for me, and you’re not like anyone else that I had. I can also guide you and teach you. I won’t let you do things that you aren’t comfortable with. I can teach you about everything you need to know, baby.�� You stayed silent, but you understood what he said.

You weren’t sure if you can make this decision tonight though, you needed to think.

“We don’t have to settle this tonight, Y/n. I understand this decision requires more time.”

You nodded, “Yeah.”

He smiled, standing up from his seat. He walked around the desk until he was faced in front of you, leaning his body against the hardwood. He looked down at you longingly, brushing a hand through your hair. He let out a sigh, “You’re really beautiful, Y/n. I want to take care of you.”

You blushed, “Taehyung, I promise I’ll tell you my decision tomorrow.” He nodded, pulling you up so that you were stood in front of him. “Are you tired, Y/n? It’s kinda late, I can drive you back home.”

“Is it okay for you?”

“More than okay. I’ll gladly drive you.” he winked, making you laugh. You agreed and he led you to his garage.

Taehyung’s car stopped in front of your building. You arrived at quarter to ten and you mentally cursed at yourself because you just remembered an essay that you needed to finish. He got out of the car and walked over to your side, opening the door for you like a total gentleman.

You smirked at him, “Thank you, sir.”

You used that nickname because you pretended that he was your personal driver, just an innocent little thought. But what Taehyung was thinking is the complete opposite. He clenched his jaw hard, trying his hardest not to push you inside your house and make you use that name on him again and again.

He guided you to your doorstep. “Thank you, Taehyung, for everything.”

“You don’t have to thank me for anything. I love what I do and if you’ll let me do this, I promise you won't regret it.” You nodded, smiling. “Here’s my personal number. From now on I’ll be using that to text or to call you, okay?” He grabbed a slip of paper from his pocket, giving it to you.

“Okay.”

He smiled, leaning closer to you slowly, pressing a tender kiss on your right cheek. “I’ll be hearing from you tomorrow, angel.”

You watch him climb back inside his car and he drove away. You let out a loud sigh, tilting your head backward.

What the fuck is this day.

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☆ + Do you have or would you have a playroom/dungeon and what would you want in it?

“My, that is quite the question, isn’t it? I have one back in New York, it’s not got as much as I like but you know, it as a sex swing- a wall of whips of various sizes. A few paddles, a crop. various sex toys, A hook on the roof to hang pretty boys from and hey, a whole leather Daddy outfit thing. all in all, it’s pretty fun.”

#answered #Anonymous

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January 11-15 on the Sexplanations Road Tour

Friday January 11, 2019

Nels repaired the roof vent that was worn out and worked on the water system while I business-interneted. We drove out of town to an Indian restaurant, ate, and then unrelated to the food -- determined that Nels needed some medical care. Five’ish hours later at the hospital we were discharged without any good answers but he seems to be on the mend. We drove south where I satiated a guilty pleasure (Chick-fil-a) and grocery shopped for some healthier eats. I bought a basil plant that we call Marvelous Mrs. Basil. We finished watching The Wiz and then winded down to the somewhat terrifying sounds of a car repossession followed later by car drifting and police intervention.

Saturday January 12, 2019

Happy that we survived the night in a parking lot, Nels and I drove to a nearby RV village where we were able to empty our gray and black water tanks for only $10. We also cleaned out our fresh water tanks and did dishes in house for the first time! An hour later we were San Francisco at Aunt Linda’s. She made us brunch and talked to us about sex and aging, hormones, incontinence, impotence, and dating. I’m excited to turn the conversation into an episode of Sexplanations.

Aunt Linda then drove us to our next engagement -- recording videos and a podcast at Mr. S Leather with Amp from Watts the Safeword. Amp had reached out on Twitter and I was so relieved. I wanted to keep going with the Sexplanations podcast and recording video episodes while on tour but we haven’t had time to sort out equipment or set it up. Amp had a studio in San Francisco with lights and microphones and cameras. He invited me in, made me tea, gave me all the time I needed to switch gears in to pro-mode, and then recorded everything for me to share with you. We did a podcast on sexhacks, an episode of Watts the Safeword on sex education, and an episode of Sexplanations YouTube channel about daddies. We just put my memory cards in his gear and voila, production! It was such a huge moment of feeling wrapped up by a safe person and validated as a creator. Amp didn’t judge me for needing his help. He just loved on me and needed that.

While we were there I also got a thorough tour of Mr. S Leather. I’d been 12ish years ago when I was in San Francisco for my doctorate but a lot had changed. Amp walked us through the showroom -- gear for every fetish and kink you can imagine. Then as a super treat he took us behind the scenes where most of their products were manufactured, right there in the building! We saw the old latex room with patterns for full suits, the remains of a really comprehensive dungeon, and the shipping warehouse. I was astounded by the passion everywhere. There was so much attention to detail and care for the products! The foot and half long dragon cock dildo was made by someone who wants that experience to be perfect.

I left feeling all warm and gooey. Nels left with ideas for rafting wetsuits and a new sex education. We wandered down the street to a coffee shop we learned about at PatreCon called Wicked Grounds. They had offered to host a event but I hadn’t been able to follow-though. So I asked a table of friendly faces if they had any sexuality questions for the sexologist on tour. “Nope.” One of them actually had their own sex education channel and was very situated in their knowledge of the subject.

I walked away from the cafe feeling very comfortable that we hadn’t planned more in California. Cali has so many sex ed resources. So does Oregon. These places aren’t my classroom per se, they are my launchpad. Between Nels’ friends in Oregon wrapping us up emotionally and Cali grounding me professionally -- it was like we were being nurtured for the experiences to come.

Nels gave me a burrito that he’d gotten for me while I was shooting with Amp and we walked to The Chapel twenty or so minutes away for a show. He treated us to the Red Room Orchestra performing the Big Lebowski. Margaret Cho was Walter, Kevin McDonald was the Dude, and James Adomian played the stranger. It was outstanding! Just incredible!

After the show we found late night Indian then took a Lyft back to the RV. The fridge wasn’t working because things weren’t so level on the San Francisco hills so Nels and I capped off the night stacking these really nice blocks someone got us on our Amazon Wishlist.

Sunday January 13, 2019

We went back to Aunt Linda’s, this time for showers. Then she took us out for lunch at a super cool restaurant called the Pork Store. After food we rushed back to the RV to get across town to a landscaping center to meet Dixie de la Tour for a podcast recording in. the. RV! Dixie showed up with her St. Bernard and we all climbed aboard to talk about her work running and mothering Bawdy Storytelling. She also has a podcast. 10/10 would recommend! We wrapped up our conversation 10 minutes before the landscaping center closed so I ran in with Marvelous Mrs. Basil in her inadequate two inch pot and paid a $2.00 re-potting fee to get her a new container and more soil.

It was a rush-rush day. Next on the list was dinner with three of my classmates from the institute where I did my doctorate. Jack drove an hour and half south, Danielle drove an hour north, and Nels and I drove the RV to pick up Ivy for us all to meet at Basil Canteen for Thai. The whole meal was perfect. I hadn’t seen these friends in more than a decade but there we were deep in conversation about sex of course, and buying a school to teach sexology! I think everyone left having to wake up in a few hours for work but grateful for the night.

Jack drove Ivy home (which I hoped would reignite a romance) and Danielle invited us to stop at her place the following day. We all said good-bye and then Nels and I strolled home happy. On our way around the block --because the RV was parked just down the street--we said hello to some gorgeous queens from the Imperial Sovereign Court and stopped at a gaming cafe for virtual reality. I love it. Nels was indifferent. And then he was awesome at it and we hung out for an hour getting some physical activity in by thrashing our arms around.

To conclude the day, we drove all the way the beach so we could listen to the waves from bed. It’s still really hard to push myself with work and travel but gifts like that are a reminder that were are right where we need to be and doing the best we can.

Monday January 14, 2019

I woke up wanting nothing more than WiFi so we set up our laptops in a cafe on the oceans and worked for hours. I was actually still on the phone planning stops when Nels courted me out to get to Sunnyvale by 3:00 to meet Danielle, my classmate from the night before. I kept working in the RV while he drove and we got there right on time.

Danielle situated us with rain showers, chicken soup, and tourist suggestions for the rest of our California route. That is until we learned that the coastal highway would be shut down for the week due to landslides. I was disappointed but only mildly. Being in Danielle’s care was delightful. She kept it simple and cozy, no pressure, no hassle. We got to explore her Somatica space -- a revolutionary way to improve relationships and sexuality and Danielle gave us two of her books! And a bag of oranges from her yard!

To finish the day Nels and I drove past the Apple complex, which is enormous, and we dined all fancy-like at Oren’s Hummus.

Tuesday January 15, 2019

Sadists are people who experience pleasure from inflicting pain. Nels is not this. I think he experiences pleasure from pleasing others. While I slept he drove us to Lover’s point so the RV windows would be looking out over a quintessential ocean view. Then he proceeded to cook onions, kale, broccoli, rainbow carrots, sausage, garlic, and eggs in a cast-iron pan for breakfast on the coast. Who is this person!?!?!

Before getting back on the road we climbed along the rocks watching the cormorants dive. I tried to swim but the tide came too quickly for it to be safe. We returned to the RV to acquire more miles. I responded to over 100 emails then requested we take a break from the washing machine existence of riding in an RV and nap. Post nap, Nels was at it again making colorful amazing food. He set up Moon --the 2009 film-- and we had our version of a drive-in dine-in movie.

This is in San Luis Obisbo. Now we’ve driven longer past huge agriculture land to Solvang and it is time again for cuddles and bed.

#sexplanations road tour #curious road tour #sex ed #dr. doe #california #bawdy storytelling #watts the safeword #sfsketchfest

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thieving-magpiexhunting-tiger · 3 years

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1-78 for both my boys <3

SOoooo manyyyyyy

1: Kitchen Counter, Couch, or on top of the dryer? Is the dryer on? If not couch. -JM Counter. -SM

2: Your last sexual encounter: Good or Bad and why: Good, always good. What can I say? Good partners. -JM Same as Jim, good, good partners. -SM

3: A fictional person that you think would be good in bed: Fictional…I keep thinking Iron man. He looks like he would be a good bottom. -JM This isn’t something I think about too much, I will admit. James Bond? Or maybe Princess Leia? Could just be me. -SM

4: Something that never fails to make you horny: School girl outfits. Blood, knives, guns, leather, lace, need I go on?. -JM Glasses, blood, knives, pain. -SM

5: Where is one place you would never have sex: Parents grave? -JM Jimmm….-SM No, you did it there already. -JM Not what I meant. Umm…middle of a street. -SM

6: The most awkward moment during a sexual experience was when ______________ All I can think of is TMI…a guy passed out once, said he was fine. He wasn’t fine. -JM Wrong brother. -SM

7: Weirdest thing that ever made you horny: I’m sure something on my above list could be considered weird. Breeding? Knotting? -JM No idea, not much for kink shamming. Ohh, being kink shamed, that’s done it. -SM

8: What is the best way to sexually bind someone: Handcuffs, Rope, or Other [if other please explain]: Completely bind? Rope. -JM Rope. -SM

9: What is the fastest way to make you horny: See no. 4. -J&SM

10: Top or bottom? Top. -JM Top. -SM

11: We were about to ____________ but then ______________ [example: we were about to have sex but then his mom walked in] We were about to rim but then his brother walked in. -SM Weirdest threesome yet. Umm, We were about to do it but then he realized he didn’t clean out. -JM

12: Is one orgasm enough? Are multiple orgasms necessary? One is enough, wouldn’t say no to more. -JM Me too. -SM

13: Something that you have hidden in your room that you don’t want anyone to find: There’s this one dildo, knotting…don’t want to talk about it. -JM Not sex related but like 50 guns. That wouldn’t look too good. -SM

14: Weirdest nickname a significant other has ever called you: I’m not sure there are weird ones? Kitten, baby, Jimmy, daddy, king. -JM I’m not sure I have weird ones either. Tiger, knight, Basher, Jim’s called me that before. -SM

15: Two things you like [or dislike] about oral sex: Taste and feel. You Decide if I like or hate it. -JM Something to do with my mouth, pleasuring the other. -SM

16: Weirdest sexual act some has performed [or tried to perform] on/with you: Oh no, piss kinks, scat kinks, suffocation. All for choking but head in pillow holding me down? I’ll pass. -JM With Jim on the piss kinks. -SM

17: Have you ever tasted yourself? [If no, would you?] [If yes, what did you think?] Yes, it’s okay, I would prefer it to be someone else’s or someone else to take it. -JM Have, would again, don’t mind it. -SM

18: Is it ever okay to not use a condom: If we want another child and know the other are clean, which we do. -JM Condoms don’t stop the kids but yeah. -SM

19: Who was the sexiest teacher you ever had? Me. -JM Jim. -SM

20: A food that you would like to use during a sexual experience: Chocolate. Always chocolate. I would like to try whipped topping. -JM Cheese. I’m trying to convince them it’s a good idea. -SM

21: How big is too big: 8-9 is normally the limit. Could go bigger but that’s a good amount with no pain. -JM 9-10 I would say, Jim’s about that. -SM

22: One sexual thing you would never do: I think after trying the ones in 16 there’s nothing left on that list, though I would never want to try them again. -JM Yeah, I wouldn’t want to do Jim’s list on 16 either. -SM

23: Biggest turn on: Didn’t we do this already? School girl, lace, leather. -JM Pain, probably. -SM

24: Three spots that drive you insane: Nipples, hair, dick. -JM Dick, obviously, thighs, scars. -SM

25: Worst possible time to get horny: Middle of a murder? Blood everywhere, happens every time. -JM Giving a presentation in Uni. -SM

26: Do you like it when your sexual partner moans: Yes, always. -JM Of course, I do. -SM

27: Worst sexual idea you ever had: Gang bang of people I didn’t know. -JM Probably going to regret the cheese. -SM

28: How much fapping is too much fapping: Not something I’ve ever been much for but come on, more that once or twice a week is a bit much. -JM Once a day is fine, doing it more than that there might be an issue. -SM

29: Best sexual complement you ever got: Not sure I’ve ever got a compliment? Magic dick, maybe? -JM That I knew what I was doing and hit every spot. -SM

30: Bald, landing strip, Jumanji: Either of the first two. -JM If I see a landing strip, I will start laughing. Why give up when you’re so close? Finish or don’t start. -SM

31: Is it good sex if you don’t nut: It can be, yeah. If it’s good for the other person. -JM I know the right answer is yes but…-SM

32: Fill in the blank: "If they ____________, we are fuckin" Have a hole. -SM Horny on main, Sebastian. I have higher standards. Are married to us. -JM Fine, marriage and all that. -SM

33: What your favorite part of your body: I like my muscle, I’m quite strong. -SM …I got nothing. Eyes, maybe? Mouth? -JM

34: Favorite foreplay activities: Kissing. -JM Touching. -SM

35: Love (>,<, or =) Sex For those of us who don’t remember our math thats “greater than, less than, or equal to] > -JM = -SM

36: What do you wear to bed? Nothing to t-shirt and boxers, depending on who is there and how warm it is. -JM Nothing. -SM

37: When was the first time you masturbated: 11? -JM 10 I think. -SM

38: Do you have any nude/masturbating pictures/video of yourself? Yes. -JM Yes. -SM

39: Have you ever/when was the last time you had sex outside? Yes, every time I get a chance. Last date night. -JM Last date night it was. -SM

40: Have/would you ever have sex outside? Well this is the last question again. Yes. -JM Yes, last date night. -SM

41: Have/would you ever had a threesome? Nooooo….All the time. -JM Often we have. -SM

42: What is one random object you’ve used to masturbate? Don’t use random objects. Tooth brush once. -JM He fucked me, with a toothbrush! Ummm…Long story but a cucumber. -SM

43: Have/would you ever masturbate at work/school? Work, yes. For a while, I worked at a school. Yes again. -JM Work yes, school, no. -SM

44: Have/would you ever have sex on a plane? Yes. -JM Yes. -SM

45: What is one song you’d like to have sex to? That would be lost on both of us. -JM

46: What is something nonsexual that makes you horny? Scars. -JM Lip biting and glasses. -SM

47: Most attractive celebrity? That Michael Fassbender guy is hot. -JM You mean James Bond and Princess Leia wasn’t enough? -SM

48: Do you watch gay/lesbian porn? why/why not? No, don’t really watch any when I can just watch two of the others. -JM Same as Jim. -SM

49: If a child was born on the occasion of the last time you had sex, how old would that child be right now? Well, the one that is currently inside me exists and isn’t out. But if there was another then we wouldn’t even know of its existence yet. -JM As old as Jim’s second one. -SM

50: Has anyone ever posted nude pictures of you online? Yes. -JM No…well, actually, yeah. Yeah, those are out there. -SM

51: What is one thing that NEVER makes you horny? We once again refer you to the dreaded number 16. -JM

52: Do you have stretch marks? (How do you feel about them? Has anyone ever had a problem with them?) I don’t have them, I don’t have a problem with them. As far as I know no one has. -JM I have some, don’t mind them or anything. Don’t think the others have. -SM

53: Do you like giving head? (why/why not) Don’t mind it, see 15 for why. -JM Did we mess up somewhere? This was 15 wasn’t it? Or was that receiving? -SM

54: How do you feel about tattoos on someone you are interested in? Don’t mind them. Not one to go after people covered I them but some are okay. -JM I have a couple, don’t mind them really, it’s their bodies. -SM

55: How would you feel about taking someones virginity? Nope, nope, nope. -JM Nope, nope. -SM

56: Is there any food you would NOT recommend using during a sexual encounter? Garlic? -JM Hot peppers. -SM

57: Is there anything you do on Tumblr that you would not like your significant other to see? On what now? -JM What’s Tumblr and where did the e go? -SM

58: Do you own any sex toys? (what is it? (how long have you had it?) Yes, we do not have time to go into the giant box full, that would be hours. -JM And don’t forget the dungeon. -SM

59: Would you give your significant other unrestricted access to your Tumblr for a day? I guess, still don’t know what this is though. -JM I don’t see why not. -SM

60: Would you be offended if your significant other suggested you get plastic surgery? I think so. -JM Yeah, I can’t think of a way that could be good, if they’re suggesting it then they aren’t happy with me. -SM

61: Would you rather be a pornstar or a prostitute? Been the second. The first sounds better. -JM Yeah, star. -SM

62: Do you watch porn? Nope. -JM No. -SM

63: How small is too small? Don’t think there’s a thing? I mean something can be worked out. -JM Yeah, there are other things that can be done if needed. -SM

64: Have you ever been called a freak? Why? Yes, more times than I care to count. -JM You’ve read through the history, take your pick. -SM

65: Who gave you your last kiss? Did it mean anything? Seb. Yes, it meant he wanted me to put his name down as the last. -JM Jim and it meant l Iove him, it’s clear to see it didn’t mean anything to him though. -SM

66: Would you switch phones with your significant other for a day? That’s all about controlling I think. I mean I have nothing to hide but I don’t want people to not have enough trust in me to need to take my phone. -JM They can but it would be a whole thing with work and getting in contact with me. -SM

67: Do you feel comfortable going "commando"? Not really. -JM Yeah. -SM

68: Would you have a problem with going down on someone if they hadn't shaved their pubic hair? Depends on how long it’s been and man or woman, I think. -JM I…could do it. -SM

69: If you could give yourself head, would you? Yeah, probably. -JM I think so. -SM

70: Booty or Boobs? Booty. -JM Boobs. -SM

71: If you had a penis, what would you name it? He is little J and that is enough of that. -JM If…what do they mean if? …his name is Basher. -SM

72: Have you ever been on an official date? No, never why would I do that? I’m married and have 3253270527 kids, yes, I’ve dated. -JM Yeah, too many probably. -SM

73: Have you ever cheated on someone? (Why?) I was going to say Seb but we had an open relationship so no. -JM I did once, whole thing, I was trying to get out of the relationship. They didn’t want me to. I wasn’t happy. -SM

74: If you were a stripper, what would your name be? Big dick? I don’t know, I’m tired. -JM In honor of Jim’s last typo Bid Bick. -SM

75: Have you ever had sex in your parents bed? (Would you?) No, I haven’t and won’t. -JM That’s just… no, no, wrong. -SM

76: How would you react if you found out your parents had sex in your bed? Umm terrified, they’ve been dead for 30 years. -JM I would let them finish and then burn the bed. -SM

77: What was your reaction the first time you saw a penis/vagina What is that? -JM I don’t remember. -SM

78: If you had a penis/vagina for a day, what are five things you would do? …how many things can you do with one? I mean give and receive and get yourself off but with a vagina, you can receive and get yourself off so I guess those two. If someone knows three more things, let me know. -JM Yeah, sex I guess. I don’t know what else? Am I fully a girl? Or just me with a vagina instead? -SM

#inappropriate Jimothy #inappropriate bastian

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