#muselin kinktober

[whatudowhennooneseesyou]

SOFTTOBER: REQUESTS OPEN

The results have come in and the winning vote was...

SOFTTOBER!!!

The antidote to Kinktober where you can read the filthiest smut ever and then come to blog and cleanse your palate with with fluff, vanilla and downright gooey-est of fics.

Details:

I will be writing 6 fics! (circa 700-900 words) and one will be posted each Sunday AEST.

Dom!San x Overstimulation @youre-alittle-taste-of-hell

Sub!Seonghwa x Mommy!Reader @ddeonghwassimp

Dom!Jongho x Virginity @marievllr-abg

Daddy!Bang Chan x Begging @whatudowhennooneseesyou

Lee Know x Praise @whatudowhennooneseesyou

Request Rules:

5 spots available! First in and best dressed.

1 spot will be for sub!idol, first person to request sub!idol will get this spot.

Non-anonymous requests will have higher priority over anonymous requests (this is because I'll know your age), 18+ Only

ONE request per person

Only accepting idols from Stray Kids and Ateez.

I will be writing fem!reader unless gn!reader is requested.

One idol per request and the 5 fics will be 5 different idols.

I am only able to write certain idols as submissive so if you request a sub!idol and I can't write it, I'll request another idol.

Finally!

One kink per request and be realistic yeah??

E.g of request...

' Hi, Can i please request begging with Daddy!Chan and fem!reader?'

This is Softtober and it's meant to fluffy, soft and sweet.

Don't come into my inbox requesting the reader to be tarred and feathered or spun like a rotisserie chicken.

That's not the point of this series.

And that's it!!

Request away!

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[muselin]

Kinktober 2021 Day 20

A Little Longer - TXT Yeonjun

Who: TXT Yeonjun x f!reader

What: ⛔🚫smut, no plot in sight and we like it that way sometimes

Word count: 776

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"Mmmm, wait, stay there a little longer," Yeonjun purred behind you.

You were sitting in his lap facing away from him, catching your breath as you had just ridden him into a whiny, gaspy orgasm. Sometimes Yeonjun just couldn't get out of the headspace that sex put him in.

"Come here, turn around," he rasped as he manhandled you in his lap, turning you around as his softening cock slipped from you.

"You felt so fucking good, I'm shaking," his voice was muffled as he buried his face in your chest, kissing and massaging your breasts. He sucked on your nipples in turn, biting one lightly as his fingers rolled the other, making you moan for him. He didn't seem to care that you were spilling cum over his lap.

His hums and gasps were filthy as he lavished attention on your breasts, licking and sucking little marks here and there. His plush lips never peeled away from you for a second.

"God, you could smother me with these and I'd die happy," he sighed.

Something moved against your inner thighs and you noticed that Yeonjun was hard again.

"I can't wait to watch them bounce while I'm fucking you. You ready to go again?"

His fingers, sneaking between your legs to ghost along your oversensitive clit, left you speechless and you could only nod and hum in agreement. Yeonjun hugged you to his body tightly as he raised you up and aligned his cock with your soaked entrance.

"Fuck, Yeonjun!"

You whimpered as he sat you down on his cock again. You were still slippery with his cum and sensitive, and it was a different kind of satisfaction to feel him inside you again, so hard and unforgiving against your softness. He groaned as he bottomed out inside you and guided you in a slow rhythm, thrusting into you from below.

Your head was swimming, not quite past the orgasmic haze from the first round but already feeling the pleasure expanding in your perception, reducing your senses to just Yeonjun under you, around you. His soft hair between your fingers as you tugged on it lightly, the faint scent of his cologne, the beautiful expressions on his face as he shut his eyes in pleasure, his thighs flexing beneath yours as he rolled you into him.

"Mmmm..."

He buried his face against your neck, open-mouthed kisses and nips along your skin as his hands cupped your breasts again, holding firmly and his fingertips dragging over your nipples. He pulled back from you and increased his pace.

"Gorgeous," he smirked and bit his lip as he watched your breasts bounce in time with his thrusts. But two could play at this game.

You clenched your walls around his cock deliberately and he hissed, full lips falling open as he lost his rhythm and his hands squeezed your hips tighter. You arched your back and took charge, changing up the angle and making his cock rub against your walls with more friction. Yeonjun moaned for you in that way that told you that it was you calling the shots now.

You reached down to rub your clit and help yourself along. You could sense that with how good he felt inside you and how sensitive you were it wouldn't take long. You continued to clench around his hard cock and felt him swell another little bit inside you as his head fell back.

"Look at me," you ordered him quietly and waited for his hazy eyes to meet yours. "Are you gonna fill me up again, baby?"

He groaned at your breathy words and bucked his hips harder into you.

You pulled him closer using your grip on his hair and sunk your teeth into his pillowy lower lip. You swallowed his moans as you pushed down onto him and rolled your hips to take him in as deep as you could. You felt him twitch and he slammed into you powerfully from below. Yeonjun's hands dug into your hips harshly and he rutted into you as his cock started to spasm and he milked himself inside you again. The new sensation overwhelmed you and your fingers on your clit pushed you into another orgasm. Your walls tightened up on his cock, sucking the last droplets of his warm cum out.

You released his lip and he cupped your face with both hands, kissing you passionately and breathlessly as he tried to calm his senses. He was still holding you close and in the aftershocks of your shared pleasure he dropped his head onto your shoulder. Nothing except his laboured breaths interrupted the quiet bliss in your hotel room.

[bangchanswolfpelt]

Kinktober Day 9: Forgot All the Rules

kinktober 2021 request: Humiliation with taehyun (txt) ? please 🥺love your blog !!

cw: dom!Taehyun; audience!Yeonjun+Soobin+Beomgyu+Kai; reader referred to with she/her pronouns; reader has a vulva; humiliation; webcam/video chat sex; sensory deprivation - blindfolds; exhibitionism/voyeurism - sex with an audience; objectification; stripping; dirty talk; use of a knife to cut clothing; teasing; vaginal fingering; mentions of fisting

wordcount: 1,723 words

this one got so wildly out of hand 🥴 spent almost as much time yelling at myself for adding fOuR eXtRa PeOpLe to this as i did staring at pictures of Taehyun's hands. 🥴🥴🥴

it's not her request, but i'm pretty sure if i didn't tag @muselin in the filthiest thing i've ever written about her bias, Tae might actually manifest through my screen to scold me personally. 😳

Taehyun likes to fuck you while his friends watch.

You’re curled up on his lap, already blindfolded, when the call starts. You don’t pay much attention to the soft chatter as everyone gets online, trying to get yourself settled and balanced as he adjusts the camera.

“Say hi, baby.” Taehyun’s voice cuts through the muddle of your discomfort, low and velvety in your ear.

“Hi…” It’s hard to raise your voice as the darkness presses in around you, the greeting practically a whisper, and the chorus of chuckles that rumbles against your back and drifts from the speakers makes your cheeks burn. Still, you wave blindly, and something sweet and hot bubbles up in your chest as you hear Kai giggle, murmuring about how cute you are.

Tae’s hands, strong and warm, move gently up and down your sides and you relax into his touch, grateful for the way it grounds you.

“What should we do first?” You stay quiet, knowing his question isn’t for you.

“Have her lift her shirt up.” Soobin’s quick with his suggestion, quick enough to draw a round of laughter from all his friends, and even you can’t hold back a giggle as Taehyun guides your hands to the hem of your shirt. You drag it up slowly, half out of a desire to tease, half out of genuine shyness—the noises you draw from your audience only heightening those feelings.

“How pretty… baby dressed up for us, huh?” Yeonjun’s cooing sweetly as soon as your bra is visible; the praise has you squirming in Taehyun’s lap, warm and pleased even as you want to hide away in his arms.

“She’s even prettier out of it, though.” Soobin is breathless as he speaks, and you find yourself wondering if he’s already touching himself.

“She is,” Tae agrees fondly, nose nudging your temple sweetly as his hands skim up your waist, tracing the edge of your bra’s cups and hooking a thumb under the band teasingly. “All the way off now, baby.”

You shimmy out of your shirt, eager to please, then reach for the clasp of your bra before freezing. The sudden pause draws another laugh—just Beomgyu and Yeonjun this time, you think—while Soobin huffs in frustration.

“Go on, don’t leave him hanging.” Taehyun’s permission gets your fingers moving again, bra sliding down your shoulders, a shiver running through you as the cold air hits your skin, stiffening them into firm peaks. It takes effort to keep from curling your arms around your chest, but you’re rewarded with an audible sigh through the speakers, with warm hands cupping your breasts as lips press to your neck in a tender kiss.

“Bring her closer… ?” Soobin’s practically whining, and it sends another rush of shame and desire coursing through your veins in equal doses, as Taehyun lifts you up to push you towards the camera like a pet he’s showing off. The sudden movement tips you off balance, though, has you gasping and scrabbling to brace yourself on his arms.

“Ahh, so pretty…” You can hear the slick, wet sound of Soobin’s hand moving across his cock, steady alongside his labored breathing, and it makes you dizzy to know that he’s watching you, touching himself to the sight of you. “Her nipples look so tasty, look like they were made to be kissed and sucked.”

You really are just a prize to be shown off, you think dizzily, as Soobin’s deep voice rolls over you, saying things about your body you’re not sure you could bear if you had to look him in the eye. You’re just a toy to be played with, you think, as big hands squeeze and grope at your chest, pushing your tits together obscenely, as cruel, clever fingers pinch and roll your nipples to light your nerves on fire.

“I want to see the rest of her.” Yeonjun’s whine cuts through the haze of your pleasure, draws Taehyun’s hands away from your breasts to snap at your waistband.

The process of getting your shorts off is agonizingly clumsy and slow when you aren’t allowed off Taehyun’s lap—your limbs a tangled mess as you try to balance your shifting weight in the darkness, and he doesn’t help at all as you squirm and kick out, just chuckles and grinds up into your ass. It’s not until they’re all the way off that he starts manhandling you again, dragging your legs up and apart, taking your hands and hooking them behind your knees so you can hold yourself open for his friends’ hungry gazes.

“Look at how wet she is.” The low, raspy words have you suddenly painfully aware of how sticky your thighs are, the urge to clamp your legs shut to hide away the mess you’ve made of your underwear nearly overwhelming as Yeonjun’s voice twists at your cut, low and hot and mean. “She looks wet enough to make a mess on you… is she? Is she wet enough to smell? You should tell us what she tastes like…”

Taehyun runs a finger along your covered slit, and more than the muted touch through your panties, the sound of the wet slide of fabric under his touch has you burning up, hips jolting into the contact. He’s withdrawing too soon, though, and then the exaggerated sound of him sucking your arousal from his fingers fills the air. You shrink down in his lap miserably, thighs trembling as the lewd noise drags a pathetic whine dragged from your throat.

There’s no escape and no reprieve for you, though—once he’s licked his finger clean, he’s back to tracing your folds through wet fabric, an arm around your waist holding you in place with ease while he works his fingers along the slick mess of you, making as much noise as possible to make you whimper and squirm for your audience. He even dips into your entrance, fucking your sopping underwear into you as your muscles clench desperately around the teasing thrusts.

You don’t realize that the arm around your waist has left until you feel the cool slide of metal against your skin, until the sound of fabric rending fills the room and air hits your damp folds, sending a violent shiver up your spine. Distantly, you register the sound of Beomgyu laughing and cheering as the pocketknife glints under the light of the screen, but it’s closed with a snap and tossed away in favor of unforgiving fingers spreading you open.

By now, you should know better than to think your torment is over, but you still nearly cry when Taehyun leaves you achingly empty in favor of stringing you along further, stroking lips plump and flushed with arousal, tapping at your clit arrhythmically. The more he plays with you, the wetter you get, until you can feel it sticking to your thighs and dripping down your ass.

“She’s practically dripping now,” Beomgyu says, with a laugh that makes you shudder. “All over your pants, the chair, too… such a messy little slut…”

Even over the thick, wet sound of his fingers teasing you, you can hear his friends’ soft groans, the sound of hands working over cocks. It makes you shiver with shame, makes your toes curl with pleasure, knowing that they’re using you to get themselves off.

“Just put your fingers inside already.” You recognize the whine of Kai’s voice, puppyish and needy. There aren’t words to explain the depth of your gratitude for him when Taehyun finally sinks one long finger into you—it’s not enough, never enough, but the relief you feel at having something to clench down around is indescribable.

He knows what Kai likes, makes sure to spread your lips open with his other hand so there’s a clear view of the way your pussy swallows him up greedily as he pushes a second finger in.

“Give her one more…” A third finger presses into you, and you shudder as you feel your walls stretch to take him, as he curls his fingers to find that tender spot that makes you moan like the whore he’s turned you into.

“Another…” Kai’s eagerness has Taehyun and the others laughing, even as he works a fourth finger slowly into you, easing you open with shallow little thrusts that lock up your limbs and drag animal noises from somewhere deep in your chest.

“Do you want her stretched open so much that you can see inside?” You can’t hold back a whimper at Beomgyu’s words, the thought of being pried open and seen in a way even more mortifying than this has your eyes burning and your lungs seizing up with choked little sobs.

“I think he just wants to see her take a whole fist,” Yeonjun teases breathily.

“She’s slutty enough to fit a whole fist inside of her,” Taehyun declares confidently, twisting his fingers to press into the needy spot he’d been neglecting and dragging a strangled gasp out of you. “She could take one of mine for sure, but maybe even Kai’s.”

The thought of being so full—of having someone’s whole fist inside of you—of Taehyun, or Kai, or maybe even both of them taking turns, slowly, carefully working a big hand into your small body—hits you like a freight train, everything that isn’t want or need pushed out of your mind. You don’t even realize you’re cumming until Tae brings a hand up to tuck you in closer to his chest, whispering soothing nothings in your ear as you shake apart in his arms, as the need that’s been pulsing through your veins like gasoline is finally set alight.

All you know is that the darkness behind your eyelids has gone an almost blinding white, pleasure so hot and sharp you think you might die from it.

When you’re capable of hearing and feeling a world outside your own body again, there are big hands carefully uncurling your fingers from where they’ve dug into your thighs, easing your legs down from you’d held them to drape across the arm of the chair. You’re dimly aware of voices still carrying from the speakers, but aside from some cursing and muffled groans, your thoughts are too scrambled to make sense of what they’re saying—at least, until Taehyun’s voice cuts through them all, clear as a diamond.

“Give us five minutes and she’ll be ready to go again.”

[whatudowhennooneseesyou]

I Want To Do Something For Kinktober But Got No Ideas-Help Me Out?

I do want to participate in kinktober and do something related but I have a few decisions and I want you to help pick and idea and whatever idea gets the most votes- I'll do it.

Ideas Include:

Softober: The antidote to Kinktober where I write 5 fics of pure vanilla and the softest smut ever.

Mommytober: Pick 5 pieces from my Mommytober list and re-write them because my writing is way better now.

5 Days of Lee Know: A spin-off series based on my 'First!Time with Lee Know' fic.

Astrotober: Write 5 astrology-based analysis on certain idols

New Fic will be dropping this Saturday AEST!!

Taglist: @hipster-shiz @creativechaoticloner @umbralhelwolf @stardragongalaxy @cherry-0420 @scuzmunkie @marievllr-abg @starsareseen @lino-jagiyaa @mischiefsmind @mrcarrots @junieshohoho @partywithgyu @whatsk-poppinhomies @craxy-person @hologramhoneymoon @gyuhanniescarat @staytinyinmybpack @necessiteez @wooyoungmybelovedhusband @berryberrytan @laylasbunbunny @bangchanbabygirlx @daddysspecialdollyworld @i-love-ateez @anyamaris @lemonhongjoong @anyamaris @krishastumblernow @hexheathen @michel-angelhoe @northerngalxy @toolovelyforyou @saintfool @youre-alittle-taste-of-hell @ddeonghwassimp @muselin @ja3hwa @lyramundana @justaaveragereader

[muselin]

Kinktober 2021 Day 19

Almost - TXT Soobin

Who: TXT Soobin x f!reader

What: smut ⛔🔞fingering, squirting, general f*cking

Word count: 767

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Soobin's large hands gripped your thighs as you rode him, harsh breaths and moans heating up the space between you.

"Soobin..."

Your voice came out broken and shaky. Your muscles ached and you couldn't seem to get enough air into your lungs. You had been going for a long time but for some reason your high eluded you. Soobin was good at controlling himself but it was getting hard for him as he was effectively letting you edge him. For your part, you felt like you were going crazy. His cock inside you felt so good, you were teetering on the edge but unable to go over.

"Baby, come lie down next to me a minute. Let's just have a little break," Soobin's smooth voice comforted you and his arms encircled you as you rolled over to his side, trying to catch your breath.

Soobin raised himself up and draped his body over yours, trailing kisses over your breasts and took one of your nipples between his lips. His fingers snuck between your thighs and he rubbed between them teasingly.

"I thought we were having a break--aah, ah! That's so good..."

You moaned desperately as his lips continued their descent down your body and his fingers rubbed at your clit.

"You are having a break," he murmured against your lower abdomen. "I want you to relax and think about nothing, lose track of time."

His hands gripped under your thighs and spread you apart for him. He dove in and his tongue slid against your dripping pussy. Your eyes shut of their own accord and you arched backwards into the mattress.

Soobin's lips finally reached your clit and wrapped around it. Plush, soft and warm and they felt like sweet relief. But you just needed...

"Fuck! Oh yes...," you hissed as two of Soobin's long fingers entered you.

He curled them and the sensation intensified, making you nearly scream. He rolled his palm and hooked his fingers inside you in a "come here" motion and you felt a different kind of pressure bubbling up in your groin.

Your body went lax under him and your moans died in your throat. You no longer felt the frenzy making you gasp for air, now you almost held your breath. Tears rolled down from the corners of your eyes and Soobin released your clit from his mouth to look up at you.

"Just let go when it comes, I want to see it," he ordered you and dove right back in, sucking and licking at your clit with delicious pressure.

His fingers moved up and down and worried the sensitive spots inside your warmth, your juices running down his hand but you had no care in the world, lips falling open as you let him take you apart.

Your eyes were glued to where his fingers were entering you and you wailed brokenly as he increased his pace, tugging on that spot inside you that made you feel like crying from euphoria.

"Soobin... I think I'm gonna--"

With a few more hard strokes inside you and the drag of his tongue over your clit, you let go of the tension in your entire lower body. It felt euphoric. You came all over Soobin, squirting over him and soaking the sheet and his chest.

He groaned and licked over your core eagerly, lapping up your juices as he raised himself up and then guided his cock inside you quickly. It was a different sensation and the friction was back, despite how wet you were as this was a different kind of lubrication.

But oh, it was delicious and you eagerly bucked your hips into his, meeting him thrust for thrust. He pounded inside you with an uneven rhythm, high on the fact that you had just squirted all over him. His eyes, half-lidded and intense, bore into your face as he fucked you.

"Fill me up, Soobinnie. You feel so good," you moaned and that was all he needed.

With a helpless groan he slammed into you and his cock twitched, spurting his cum deep inside you. You writhed under him, impaling yourself onto his cock and hummed your own satisfaction. You cradled his face in both hands and pulled him down for a kiss.

Once he was spent, he withdrew from you and lay down with an arm draped over your waist.

"I feel boneless. I can't face changing sheets now," you murmured as your eyes were drifting closed.

"Me neither," Soobin chimed from where his face was buried in your shoulder. "Want to sleep on the futon?"

"Sounds good."

[muselin]

Kinktober 2021 Day 28+29

Show Me To The World - TXT Beomgyu

Who: TXT Beomgyu x reader and friends (reader has a vagina)

What: *inhale* 🔞⛔️ smuuuuuut, public sex, sub!Beomgyu, dom!reader, blindfold, light bondage, cock stepping, needy!Beomgyu

Word count: 4.8k

A/N: I thought really hard about how to complete the Day 28 and 29 requests as they were both for sub!Beomgyu and in the end I decided to join them together into one longer fic. I hope both people who requested this will like it ❤ Not beta read (we die like men). Also special thanks to @multifandomfantasies for some creative setting ideas ❤

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His pretty fingers tightened around yours and you turned to him. He was biting his bottom lip and uneven, shallow breaths fanned over the wispy locks of hair falling into his face.

"What is it, Beomgyu?"

The eyes that looked up at you - heavy lidded and yet so awake, anticipating - made your own breath die down. You smiled at him.

"You want it now?"

"Yeah, now," he said, almost too quiet to hear.

You backed him into an alley just outside the club and rummaged through your bag, pulling out a leather collar and a leash. Beomgyu stood still, patiently waiting for you to take off the chain he wore around his neck, his day collar, and replace it with the leather one.

"Just before you do that," he stopped you as you were about to fasten it closed around his neck. You paused patiently, waiting to see what he wanted to do with his last moment of free will for the night.

Beomgyu suddenly grabbed you under your thighs and you instinctively hopped up, wrapping your legs around his waist. His eyes alight, he backed you up again the brick wall and kissed you deeply. He kissed you as if you were oxygen, his tongue not waiting for any permission to slip between your lips. As you met it with your own, that little spark of fireworks went off like always in your head, deep down somewhere primal. Beomgyu's breaths were ragged but he wouldn't leave your lips until he felt a little dizzy. Only then did he part from the kiss, setting you down carefully.

He'd taken your breath away and you stood patiently, watching him with gentle eyes to see if he was ready.

"Alright, now," he nodded.

The leather leash still hung from between your fingers and you reached for the collar around his neck, fastening it properly and attaching the leash to it with a clink of the metal clips. The excess length of the leash hung down and you wound it around your hand, tugging lightly to test the tension. Beomgyu gulped at the pull on his neck and as if on instinct, his head hung down and his hands clasped neatly in front of him.

"Good boy," you praised and with a slight pull, both of you made your way to the entrance of the club.

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You'd been here before but it was Beomgyu's first time. He stuck by your side obediently as you both walked through the club, exploring the different rooms and stopping every once in a while for you to introduce Beomgyu to some acquaintances. He'd blushed more times than he could count at all the compliments directed at him about how cute and pretty he was and how polite he was. You had not yet let anyone touch him or do anything with him, letting him get used to the atmosphere first and by the way his fingers clenched and fidgeted around your hand, Beomgyu was grateful for that.

You took him to one of the main common areas which was littered with various arrangements of sofas, low tables and soft chairs. A few couples here and there were making out boldly, hands teasing over their bodies in full view of everyone. One couple in the corner had progressed beyond that, one of them throwing their head back as the other was clearly sucking their cock. You caught Beomgyu staring.

"Tell me what's going through your head, Gyu," you spoke low in his ear as you both sat down across the couple, a fair distance away. Beomgyu was sitting way too prim and proper, a dead giveaway that he was trying to provide some friction to his dick.

"It's so... blatant. But no one seems to mind," he mused, at the same time squirming subtly in his seat. You dropped your hand in his lap and angled your lips to ghost over his neck.

"You like it, don't you," you hand palmed his hardening cock through the coated denim. "Do you want to watch, or do you want to do it?"

Beomgyu's eyes fluttered, lashes casting long, spidery shadows over his smooth skin in the moody bluish light of the club.

"Watch a little first...M-maybe try it," he mumbled tensely.

"Whichever one it is, it's not polite to sit here and get off without permission. We need to go and ask politely first," you said as you stood up, tugging on his leash and he followed hesitantly. "Don't worry, the one sucking him off on her knees is an old friend, they won't mind. They like being watched."

While you both made your way to the couple, the person getting sucked off turned to face you as of on cue.

"Long time no see, you guys," you greeted casually. The girl on her knees popped off her partner's cock and they both said their hellos cheerfully without changing position.

"This is Beomgyu's first time here and he was hoping he could watch you two while I work him up."

"Of course, no problem," the couple smiled wide and gave their agreement, promptly resuming their activities. You nudged Beomgyu to the side and he leaned against the wall a few steps away from the couple. You immediately unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down to his thighs, sandwiching him between your body and the wall.

"Oh...," he sighed when your warm hand wrapped around his already stiff cock. With your other hand you wound Beomgyu's leash tight and reached above his head where you hooked it to an exposed pipe. This prevented him from moving or looking down, restricted to looking straight ahead or to the side, towards the couple.

The pressure on his neck had him gasping and he started bucking against your hand uncontrollably.

"You know that if you keep this up I'll have to punish you," you hissed in his ear and his hips immediately stilled. His cock was drooling at the tip already and you knew keeping still wasn't easy for him.

"Oh please keep going," he asked politely but the undertones to his voice were dripping with need and desperation. His eyes were fixed on the woman who was now deepthroating her partner enthusiastically. He watched how her lips widened each time she passed over the tip of her partner's cock and when the man thrust hard into her throat, the wet, choking noise had Beomgyu clenching his eyes shut and tensing his thighs impossibly hard to stop himself from doing the same and bucking into your mouth.

You continued stroking him, his precum aiding the process, and you started unbuttoning his shirt. One by one you let the buttons out of their eyelets until Beomgyu's shirt hung open, exposing his sculpted torso to everyone who looked his way. Even though he'd had his cock out for the past hot minute, being more exposed seemed to get to him and he turned his face away, shutting his eyes.

You immediately pulled on his leash harder and let go of his cock, letting it bob desperately and it twitched.

"You're not going to turn away, you're going to watch like a good boy or else I won't touch you at all and I will send you home to wait for me with a vibrator in your ass," you told him sternly, looking at him intently in the eyes. The way his long lashes fluttered as trepidation fluttered over his beautiful features had a burst of heat spreading through you. You loved it when he obeyed. "Understood?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, please, I'll keep watching," he babbled desperately, hands clutching at his sides.

Hearing your commands, the man across from you smiled teasingly and pulled his cock our of his partner's mouth then helped her up off the floor. He positioned her to face the wall not two feet away from Beomgyu, with her palms flat against the wall and back arched deeply. He settled himself behind her and stripped off her tie-side underwear, then brought his cock over to tease her pussy.

"Oooh she sounds good and wet," you chimed in and the man nodded.

"She's dripping, she really loves having an audience," he said as he ran his cock up and down over her opening. You glanced at Beomgyu and saw one of the most fucked out expressions you had ever caught him with. Eyes wide and brows furrowed, lips parted and hands clenched into fists at his sides. You smirked as you continued your overly slow pace on his cock and could feel his thighs trembling. Just as the man started slowly pushing into his partner, you let go of Beomgyu's cock and lightly caressed his balls.

The withdrawal of physical stimulation and the escalation of the visual broke something in him.

"Fuck! No! Please, please, keep stroking me, I need to cum!" He whined loudly as his hands left their clenched position and flew up to cover his eyes and face, as if he was embarrassed to be seen begging. You continued you feather-like motions over his balls for a moment and then moved your fingers down and back, putting pressure on his puckered opening.

The way he undulated against the wall was fucking beautiful and you couldn't hide your smile.

"You know the rules, Beomgyu," you leaned in to speak quietly in his ear. "No begging unless I tell you to. You know I'm going to have to punish you, don't you?"

Beomgyu whimpered, cock twitching at the mere mention of the word. He liked being a good boy, until he earned a punishment.

"Listen well. I'm going to take you to that chair over there and our friends will come with us to watch. I'm also going to let anyone else who asks watch as well. I'm going to tie your hands together first, and then I'm going to blindfold you, since you don't deserve to watch anymore. We'll see how you do when you're being watched instead. If you want to stop, you know what to do."

With that, you nodded your head at the couple who were still lazily fucking near you and they moved easily towards a chair in the middle of the area.

You untied Beomgyu's leash from the pipe and tugged him along, not bothering to fix him up or zip up his jeans and letting him walk across the club with his erection bobbing. When you reached the chair you positioned Beomgyu in front of it and tied his leash to the back of the chair.

"Now, I want to you to take your clothes off for our friends while I go grab what we'll need. You better make it good for them, they'll tell me if you slacked."

Beomgyu's eyes went as wide as saucers as you flashed him a smile on the way to the basement where spare supplies were kept.

Beomgyu turned around to find two pairs of eyes fixed on him intently. The female motioned in a "go ahead" gesture and he swallowed with difficulty. His hands were fidgeting with the urge to bring his still-hard cock back into his pants and zip them up but he knew he couldn't do that. Instead he brought his hands up to start spreading his unbuttoned shirt over his chest. He slowly spread the fabric a little, giving teasing glimpses of his collarbones and chest.

The reality of the environment hit him and vulnerability rolled off his skin in waves. His head tipped back and he let his shirt fall off his shoulders. He knew he would be made to sit in the chair anyway, so he kicked off his shoes and lowered himself to the chair. As he did so he pushed his jeans down and off along with his underwear.

Now fully nude, Beomgyu was suddenly less shy and more excited. It was as if that's what he had been building up to. He sat in the chair impatiently, feet shuffling from one place to another.

"Beomgyu."

Your voice made him whip his head around and his eyes fixed onto the handcuffs, lube and other items in your hands.

"Was he a good boy," you asked your two friends who were eyeing Beomgyu like a piece of meat.

"No question, absolutely delicious," the female purred.

You smiled and placed the items at Beomgyu's feet, caressing his cheek as you stood up. You produced a blindfold from your pocket and showed it to him.

"I'll put this on you now and we'll continue."

He nodded and raised no objection. He knew that your announcement wasn't really meant to bring new information but to give him a chance to use his safeword if he wanted to. As the fabric was brought close to his face he closed his eyes and slipped into darkness. You tied the blindfold into a knot at the back of his head and carded your fingers through his soft hair. Beomgyu followed your motion instinctively, body moving slowly and deliberately as he adjusted to the many sounds around him without his sight.

"Now, take my hand and sit facing the back of the chair," you instructed and helped Beomgyu up. You turned the chair around with its back facing your audience. The back of the chair only consisted of a curved metal frame so Beomgyu could be seen straddling the chair in all his naked glory, cock poking past the edge of the chair.

"Put your hands on the chair frame in front of you," you instructed. He obeyed and you secured the handcuffs around the frame, locking them around his wrists methodically.

Beomgyu was the picture of a perfect sub - blindfolded, handcuffed, naked and anticipating, lips parting and his hips subtly grinding against the chair, trying to bring some relief to his cock which had not only not gone down but had started leaking precum with the prolonged physical and mental teasing he had been put through.

Your mouth watered as you watched him and you wanted to see him earn some stimulation. You took off the bottom half of your outfit including underwear. Unlike Beomgyu, you had no problem being naked in front of strangers as long as fun was involved. You took his jaw in your hand and held him in place as you raised one leg over the chair frame he was facing and you positioned your foot on the seat beside his thigh.

"Come on then, my little slut, show me how good you can be and you'll earn a nice reward," you told him with a smile as you guided his head towards your folds which were on display in front of him and anyone who was looking.

A needy moan came right away when Beomgyu's lips met your lower ones. He immediately wrapped his lips around your clit, forming a light seal but open enough that he could still flick and drag the tip of his tongue against your clit. He was unbelievable with his mouth and you had a hard time controlling the harsh intakes of breath your body demanded at the stimulation. Beomgyu had a rhythm memorised and every minute he would release your clit for a bit then smoothly dip down lower and drag his tongue against your entrance before pushing it in as far as it would go several times. He would then return to kiss, suck and lick your clit. Your hand tightened on his hair until you were practically letting him hang by his silky black locks. Your legs buckled slightly and your pelvis lowered to where Beomgyu could reach between your legs with his handcuffed hands a little, and his fingers found and spread open your folds so he could press his tongue into you even more firmly.

Beomgyu ate you out as if he was making out with you. Being able to concentrate on something made him forget about being stripped naked and handcuffed in front of strangers and he channeled his pent up nervousness into a single task of making you cum. You started bucking your hips into his face and he only got messier, sucking up your juices and teasing your opening with his thumb. He dragged his tongue from side to side over your clit and recognised the shaking of your thigh and the cut off, fast breaths you were sucking in. Growing that little bit bolder, he tipped the chair forward to reach further with his fingers and he plunged two into you as he sucked on your clit harshly.

"Fuck! Beomgyu come on, I'm close, almost there..."

Your encouragement and your soft flesh clenching around his fingers gave him the strength to keep going and he tilted his head to the side to spread his lips over your cunt, licking and sucking over every spot he had ever touched that made you moan. He pumped and hooked his fingers inside you and you decided to just let it happen. You let your body undulate against him as you felt your walls tighten up and pulse around his fingers.

"Oh fuck yes!"

Realising that you has reached your peak, Beomgyu eased up the pressure on your clit and laved his tongue over it soothingly as you rode out your orgasm, still rolling your hips against him. When you were spent and needed a break, you finally released your harsh grip on his hair and let your leg drop down from the chair.

"Such a good boy you are, you did so well, Beomgyu. You deserve a reward, don't you?"

Licking his lips clean from your wetness, Beomgyu nodded frantically but dared not beg as you had told him not to. You knew just the thing.

Raising your leg, you positioned your foot right between his legs and slowly lowered it over his cock which was sticking out over the edge of the chair. The bottom of your shoe pressed over the hard member and you slowly dragged it back and forth.

Beomgyu clenched his hands into fists and moaned desperately, held at the precipice of pain and pleasure. He knew you would make it feel good for him but if he moved too much, he could make it painful. His head bowed forward and you could see him sink his teeth into his knuckles, trying to keep himself from moving or begging.

"You're getting your reward, baby, what's the matter? You need more?"

Beomgyu nodded quickly again and you motioned to your friends who were already fucking again, eyes glued to every move Beomgyu made.

"If you need more, then that's what we'll give you. Could you come over and give him something to do with his mouth," you asked your friend's partner. The man smiled widely and set your friend down, pulling out of her. She was so wet that his cock was dripping. The man walked over to Beomgyu and guided his face to turn to the side before dragging the head of his cock across Beomgyu's lips. Beomgyu startled, not at all expecting to be made to give a blow job tonight, but this was not one of the things he had listed as a hard limit.

"Give it a little taste, Beomgyu, and tell me your color," you said calmly, still dragging and pressing your foot over Beomgyu's cock.

You watched as his tongue snuck out between his pretty lips and swirled around the head of the cock in front of him. Beomgyu smacked his lips and said, "Green. Your friend is delicious. Can... can she join too?"

"That might be fun, shall we ask her?"

"Already here," the woman giggled, kneeling down beside Beomgyu and picking up one of the dildos you brought and the lube.

"Pay attention to your task, Beomgyu, or everything will stop and we'll go for a round of drinks without you."

Not wasting a moment, Beomgyu opened up and took the man's cock into his mouth, hollowing his cheeks and putting all his tricks into use. The man went deep and then groaned at the feeling of his tip bumping and pushing far into Beomgyu's throat.

"Holy shit, is his jaw elastic? He's practically deepthroating me already?"

"That big mouth has its uses," you smirked and gave Beomgyu a particularly satisfying stroke, making him groan around the thick member he was sucking.

Meanwhile your friend was covering the dildo with lube and warming it up.

"This will be a little bit cold, Beomgyu," she warned and then pressed a lubed up finger against Beomgyu's anus. He inhaled sharply and bucked forward, then back, unsure if he wanted to get away from the cold sensation or press onto the invading finger.

Your friend swirled her fingertip around Beomgyu's hole, rubbing and teasing at his rim and he instinctively pushed back, trying to get the digit to enter him. Each time he bucked forward he earned another stroke from your foot, and each time he moved back, your friend's finger breached his entrance just a little, slipping inside enticingly.

Beomgyu's jaw went slack and he started moaning uselessly as he let the man use his mouth. Overstimulation was clouding his senses and he needed someone to decide what he should feel and when. He reached for you with his cuffed hands and you nodded at your friend, giving her the go ahead to move further.

One and then two fingers pressed smoothly inside Beomgyu to the knuckle and he groaned so loudly that he drew more onlookers to his little scene. He relaxed quickly around the fingers in his ass and started a rhythm of impaling himself on them then moving forward into the friction you provided on his cock.

"Give him something to really scream about," you told your friends as you lifted your foot off his cock. Beomgyu whined  up in the next moment your friend hooked her fingers right against his prostate and her partner grabbed Beomgyu by the hair, making him take his cock as deep as he could go.

Beomgyu growled desperately and his tongue lolled out from underneath the hard member he was sucking. His thighs tightened up and flexed with exertion as he tried to keep up with two different rhythms.

"Fuck, I'm nearly there," your friend's partner panted. "Can I cum on his face?"

"Sure, he looks pretty in white," you laughed as you watched a flush bloom from underneath Beomgyu's blindfold and down his cheeks and neck. The boy's tongue swirled and dragged against the cock pistoning into his mouth and he was soon rewarded with a deep groan from the man. He withdrew from Beomgyu's warm mouth and jerked himself just a few times before bursts of cum streaked across Beomgyu's smooth features and his blindfold.

Without missing a beat, your friend smoothly took her fingers out of Beomgyu's ass and replaced them with the dildo she had slicked up. Without a cock filling up his mouth, Beomgyu moaned freely and there was a hoarse, raw edge to his voice that only got sharper as he was penetrated deeper.

Leaning over him, you grabbed his leash and pulled it taut, making the fastening tighten up around his neck.

"Since you've been such a good boy for me, I'll let you beg for what you want," you told him affectionately. Words tumbled out of him as if he had been waiting for the moment he would be allowed to speak.

"Please, touch my cock, I'm so hard... and I need it deeper, miss," he directed at your friend, maintaining his politeness even in his fucked out state.

You obliged him, dropping to your knees in front of him and squeezing his cock and balls as you friend pushed the dildo harder and faster into his ass. After a particularly hard thrust Beomgyu yelped and his face split into a grimace.

"Color?" You asked, suspecting it might have been too hard a thrust.

"Green, green! I'm fine, please, just right there..." Beomgyu begged and his tone sounded almost as if he was going to cry if he didn't get what he wanted. His cock had swelled up even more in your grip and felt painfully hard. You jerked him as you cupped and gently tugged on his balls, and his hands clenched into fists again.

"Let me hear you, Gyu, don't hold back."

"It feels so good, please, fuck me, I'm so close, I'm going to burst," he whined, back arching and hips rutting uselessly between the two sources of intense stimulation at both ends.

"Milk him for everything he's got," you told your friend and she nodded, keeping up the pace into Beomgyu and twisting slightly to hook and bump into his prostate as much as possible with each thrust in.

Beomgyu's entire body shook with exertion and his moans grew deep, guttural and desperate as he let himself be stimulated to his peak. You paid close attention as you stroked him and you saw almost every muscle in his body tense and jump under his skin. You tightened your grip and with a few more pumps and a few more hard thrusts from your friend behind him, he was screaming and cumming in your hand.

Your friend eased up on her thrusts but kept the dildo buried deep inside Beomgyu's ass, twisting it and pushing slowly in and out in shallow movements to prolong his pleasure. Beomgyu's cum ran over your fingers in copious spurts and the room was suddenly filled with encouraging calls and whistles. You had been in your own state of flow, focused on Beomgyu and you had not realised just how many onlookers your little show had gathered.

Realising just how many people had been watching him, Beomgyu froze for a moment, cock still pulsing in your hand.

"You did so well, Gyu. Everyone loved watching you, don't be embarrassed," you were supportive, aware that too much embarrassment might make him drop. The shy smile curving up the edges of his lips told you that it was not much of a concern though. Your friend took her cue and carefully pulled out the dildo.

"Let's get you cleaned up quickly and we'll go relax, okay?"

Beomgyu nodded, patiently waiting as you brought out some wipes and cleaned up the cum and lube off of his ass, cock and face and off your hands, then unlocked the handcuffs.

"We need to put your clothes back on," you leaned over to speak quietly in his ear, "Do you want me to take your blindfold off now so you can do it yourself or do you want me to lead you to the back room blindfolded and naked and sort you out there?"

Not feeling up to humiliation on top of the very public display he had just been part of, Beomgyu shook his head.

"I think I can handle taking the blindfold off here."

You left him to it and he reached up to untie the fabric, lowering it slowly and looking down for a few moments while his vision adjusted to the lights which, although dim and moody, were still a jump up from the total darkness he had been revelling in. He reached for your hand and took a few deep breaths before finally daring to raise his head and look around the room.

He bit into his lips as he saw people watching him and masturbating, some lost in blow jobs or standing sex, and a few were on the sofas and chairs in various positions, with various toys but stealing lingering glances at him. 

He allowed himself to start to process his feelings about being watched as he came down from his high completely and his breathing normalised. He put his clothes back on quickly and stretched out his legs to ease the discomfort from sitting down and tensing for so long. You tugged on his leash and he stood up to follow you quietly.

You led Beomgyu to a small, empty back room where the music and noise of the club felt muffled, as if smothered in cotton. He watched you with his eyes glistening and you unclipped the leash experimentally, to see if he was still deep in subspace or if he had started to come up now. The desperate look on his face had cleared and he ran his finger underneath his collar.

"How are you feeling?"

"I want it off," Beomgyu said calmly, and waited for you to slowly unclasp and remove his collar. He rubbed his neck along the faint marks left by the collar from your tugging. You watched him carefully as he rose up and approached you. He grabbed the hem of your shirt and lifted it over your head and off.

"I want you now," he rasped as he mouthed along your sternum.

"Let me close and lock the door," you smiled and reached towards the door handle. But Beomgyu's hand shot out and tightened on your wrist.

"Don't."

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Kinktober 2021 Day 25

Seen - SHINee Taemin

Who: Taemin x reader (reader has a vagina)

What: 🚫⛔ smut. Depraved exhibitionist Taemin exposes himself to his neighbour. Exhibitionism and voyeurism, strangers jumping into things way too quickly. Purely sexualised experiences.

Word count: 2.5k

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The first time you saw him he was shirtless, just sitting and reading on his sofa. He seemed unaware that anyone could see him but his curtains were open all the same. You didn't think much of it, there was no law against noticing a handsome stranger through his open curtains. He seemed slim and toned and you wondered if he had a physically demanding job, although you doubted it based on the expensive-looking building he lived in. Quite a contrast from your more modest neighbouring one. He was probably one of those rich heirs that didn't earn their living, just inherited enough to afford the swanky apartment and the luxury of sitting at home reading at 4 p.m. on a Wednesday while the average Kim slaved away in a soulless office somewhere. If you were being honest though, that might have been uncalled for and somewhat spurred by your annoyance over how unattainable he seemed.

As you finally went back to the rest of your sick day on your sofa, the stranger came up to his window and drew the curtains open further.

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The second time you saw him he was dancing. You only glanced across randomly as you were doing your hair but you did a double take. How could a human being move so flawlessly?? Granted, you couldn't hear the music he was dancing to but his movements seemed perfect. Fluid. Mesmerising. Like water or silk gliding over naked skin.

The image was so vivid that you unconsciously trailed your fingers over your own skin, over your shoulders exposed by the thin tank top you wore around the house. His curtains were open again but he was facing away and towards his living room this time.

You watched him move with sharp, precise steps, the control over his body looked like something that must have taken years to achieve. He was no heir, or if he was, he must have come from a long line of celebrated dancers. With careful movements as if you were afraid to be spotted, you approached your window and opened it, hoping to perhaps hear what your handsome neighbour was dancing to. Just as you did so, however, he ended his routine and reached for his phone to seemingly change the music. You kept your window open and moved to the side, hiding in the corner to minimise the likelihood of being seen.

Faint notes reached you when he started the music again, dreamy and sensual, and you licked your lips as your neighbour casually pulled his shirt over his head. He walked across the space with his hands on his hips, stopping and counting beats with his hands or tapping with his feet at times. You watched him as if glued to the windowsill, eyes looping over the lines of his arms, his shoulders and down to his hipbones where his joggers were slung low, the waistband of his underwear peeking through.

For a heart-stopping moment, he turned to face the window and glanced up seemingly exactly in your direction. You froze entirely, holding your breath and not daring to even move your eyes away. If he had seen you he gave no indication of it, but when he started dancing again it was different.

Loose and not as sharp as before, not as calculated, moves that seemed to be just for the fun of it, improvised. Teasing, when he dipped his thumbs into his waistband and snaked them down and sideways, then pulled it back up again. A shaky breath finally made its way out of you when he rolled his body in a wave, hip-first, and you involuntarily clenched your thighs tightly together. He rolled his head and shoulders forward, then leaned back as he ran his hand down his body. Your lips parted as you continued watching him, utterly bewitched. It was as if you were the one he was dancing for.

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You watched him often after that, and he gave plenty of opportunities for you to do so. The warmer weather meant that he sat on his balcony more often (and shirtless half the time). He read, worked on his laptop, worked out or did stretches and you couldn't look away. You knew it wasn't right, you knew you should have stopped, but he never closed his curtains or even his window anymore. You overheard his phone conversations at times, learned his music taste, even heard him sing once and you couldn't believe that someone so handsome and so skilled at dance could also have such a beautiful voice.

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You were picking up parcels in the lobby and noticed one that had been delivered for you but had the incorrect address. Upon examining it, you realised that it was the address of your neighbour. The addressee read "Lee Taemin". So that was his name. You swore you'd heard that somewhere. You took the parcel in, meaning to muster up the courage to deliver it soon.

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One evening he came out onto his balcony like usual and at first you didn't even notice. When you glanced out the window out of habit your jaw dropped. He was wearing more and at the same time less than usual. An expensive satin robe, to be precise, untied. With nothing underneath except smooth skin and a peony tattoo at his waist that you hadn't seen before.

No.

You couldn't look. You turned away. And then turned back. He hadn't moved. He stood leaning casually against the railing just as he was before.

A thought shot through you, burning your consciousness in its wake. What if... he WANTED you to look? It wasn't a crazy idea. Surely the average person didn't walk around half naked every day for weeks, not using perfectly good means of ensuring privacy and what was more, stepping out on their balcony in full view of their neighbours like that.

Emboldened, you took a deep breath and came forward from your corner and in front of your living room window. If he noticed you this time, you wouldn't look away.

You just didn't expect it to happen so quickly. His eyes homed in on you almost immediately, as if he knew exactly where you'd be. He reached up as if to simply run his hand through his hair but then it didn't drop, it continued its way slowly down his neck, down his chest and over the delicate lines of his abs, to his hipbones. Your breath came to a halt again. He was palming himself now, languidly pressing and wrapping his fingers around his cock which seemed to be hardening quickly. All while he was looking straight at you.

You were rooted to the spot, not daring to move should the illusion you suspected you were trapped in fall away.

His was stroking his now-engorged cock faster, lips parting as his eyes seemed to droop heavier and resulted in a fucked-out look that was seared into your brain. He bit his lips at a particularly hard tug, hand moving down to cup and tease before wrapping around his length again. His abs tightened up and his hips bucked forward, as if trying to wring more pleasure out of the moment as he looked at you.

Without even being touched, without even being in the same room, this was one of the most sexually charged experiences you had ever had. To have someone so unabashedly taking pleasure from just your gaze, your attention, was intoxicating. You dared not move still but you felt the heat between your legs and you knew that if you touched yourself right now, you'd be dripping.

You didn't look away, you let your eyes roam over his frame openly and that seemed to nearly push him over the edge. His beautiful face scrunched up, his teeth sinking into his lush lower lip and his hand over his cock quickened, pumping fast and hard. His chest rose and fell with his quick, uneven breaths and you could swear you heard a wanton, stifled moan. Droplets shot up onto his abdomen, glistening in the rooftop lights.

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Your legs felt like jelly as you went down the stairs out of your lobby and to the gate of the next building. Your fingers trembled as you punched in the numbers for his apartment off the parcel in your hands.

"Hello."

A light, attractive voice crackled over the intercom.

"Lee Taemin?"

"Yes?"

"There's... There's a parcel for you that got delivered to my place."

"Come on up."

The electronic buzz of the gate being unlocked thrummed through you and in a blur you got through the gate and into the elevator. You pushed the button for the last floor. There was a single apartment number listed. Taemin's penthouse.

The elevator doors slid open and as if through mist you walked the few steps to his front door. You didn't need to knock. The door clicked and swung open.

There he was. Leaning against the door frame, wearing the same silky robe as before, with nothing underneath. Just a dreamy smile.

"...Taemin?"

You didn't recognise your voice. It was too small, too hoarse.

"What's your name," he asked.

You stuttered out your name and Taemin stepped aside to let you in.

You walked tentatively into his foyer and he led you further in to the living room. The same living room you had watched him dance in.

"Do you have my parcel," he asked casually as he took a seat on his couch, acting as if he was not naked in front of a stranger.

"Here it is," you swallowed, trying your best to go along with his relaxed manner and not cower away and shut your eyes.

"Open it," he said simply and as if it was an afterthought, brought his hand down to his cock.

After a few minutes of rustling with the box and packaging you gasped quietly as you wound up with a sizeable black dildo in your hand.

"What is this? What are you even doing?"

Coming to your senses, you looked at him almost accusingly.

"So what you're saying is that if I put my hand down your panties right now, it wouldn't come out drenched?" He raised an eyebrow at you, his fingers teasing along his length which was starting to stir. "You love watching me so much that I thought I'd make it more enjoyable for you."

"And this is how you get your rocks off? Having strangers watch you parade yourself around without an ounce of shame?"

"Oh yes, it feels so liberating," Taemin smiled and stretched like a big cat, his hips raising up off the couch before falling back down. "You should try it sometime."

The next moment his eyes fluttered shut as his hardening member twitched and he palmed himself harshly.

"I do love it when you watch me," he whispered, heavy eyelids cracking open as longing etched itself into every feature on his face. "You always watch me so intently."

You swallowed and your chest expanded with a strange sensation, as if heat was rising and steaming inside of you.

His cock looked rock-hard, as if having you in the same room and watching him turned him on boundlessly more than being watched from afar.

"Please," he said quietly, "I need to know how much you like watching me. I know you must be aching already, don't be shy."

He was getting up before he even finished the sentence, crossing the room and setting his hands upon the baggy hoodie and short shorts you wore, pulling them off you quickly. You didn't have the presence of mind to feel embarrassed about being naked in his presence. After all, you had already seen him naked several times.

He snuck his fingers into your panties and groaned as they trailed through heat and slickness.

"Oh... my god... Will you let me?"

His question was vague but you nodded anyway, wanting to experience this with him. You let him lead you to the large windows separating his living room and balcony, the same place you had watched him for so long. Sensing that stepping out onto the balcony might be too much for you, Taemin didn't reach for the handles on the glass door but instead pressed your front up against it. The cool glass at your front felt good in the warm evening and Taemin's heat scorching at your back.

You felt his fingers slide between your legs from behind and a pornographic moan echoed in the room when he pushed them into you. You were so wet and so tense, tight around his fingers and it felt like too much when he started to pump them in and out lazily, rubbing at your clit with his thumb.

You nearly sobbed with the relief of it all, watching the countless lit up windows of the buildings in front of you, knowing that anyone could see you right now. Naked and wanton, in a stranger's hands.

Taemin was right. It was liberating. As he pulled his fingers out and penetrated you with his cock instead, a strong shiver wracked your body. Euphoria going to your head and tears welling in your eyes as he took you with slow, firm thrusts. Each one felt as if it was driving the air from your lungs and you couldn't breathe in enough. You arched your back in the deepest bend you could tolerate and Taemin groaned behind you.

"Are you wishing that they're watching us, Y/N?"

He fucked you from behind faster now, hands digging into your hips and his impossibly hard cock going deep enough to make your lips fall open on their own.

It was like being intoxicated. You knew you should have thoughts but none were coming to you. You couldn't speak if you tried. Displaying yourself and being watched as Taemin had his way with you blocked any coherent string of consciousness. The constant friction of his cock as it fit itself into your tense body, the wet noise of your juices as he pistoned into you and stirred you up, his moans in your ear that sounded like those of a corrupted angel being used...

You didn't make a sound as you tightened up around his cock. The muscles inside you squeezed him powerfully and the pleasure burst inside you, blood rushing in your ears and you shut your eyes at the wave of euphoria crashed over your senses.

As if from far away, you heard Taemin's moans get louder and curses leave his lips as he pulled out of you and forced you down to kneel in front of him. He stroked himself quickly and in seconds pearly beads of cum shot onto your lips, down your neck and chest and some landed on your stomach.

He painted you as if you were his canvas. You didn't need to ask him to know. Fucked out and hazy, you turned towards the city lights again, sliding the glass door open and stepping out into their glow just as you were. One last thing to help Taemin to be seen as he wanted to be. You had to display the masterpiece he had painted on your skin.

[muselin]

Kinktober 2021 Day 23

The Edge - TXT Yeonjun

Who: TXT Yeonjun x f!reader

What: 🔞⛔🚫smut. Trigger warning: knife play, edge play. Do NOT try this at home. If you do anyway, I beg you to research properly and start SLOW.

Word count: 1.7k

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It was only fitting he'd gone for rope over chains, your wrists tied up nice and tight and secured to the headboard. His main light was off but his side lamps were on, lighting him at an angle and casting long shadows on the walls. His jewellery glinted in the light, two hoop earrings and a chain around his neck. Something in his hands glinted too, and it wasn't just his ring. The blade nearly blinded you with its glimmer and it was the kind where you could tell it was just as smooth and sharp as it looked.

Nothing made you submit quicker than the feel of the cool metal and the scratch against your skin. He was toying with you. Twirling the blade in his fingers, making light bounce off it, making no move to approach you with it. Just as you relaxed against the rope securing your wrists, he grabbed the knife by the handle and sat down on the bed next to you.

Not a word, just his sinister grin as he brought the blade to his lips and his pink tongue delicately traced the sharp edge, his eyes fixed on yours. Your breathing quickened and your lips fell open helplessly. You wanted him to touch you, you wanted the cool steel pressed against you, you wanted the thrum of danger beating in your chest at the fact that you had put your trust in Yeonjun so completely. One wrong move and the consequences could be dire. You were so restless, chest rising and falling against the mattress with anticipation.

Your eyes were glued to his fingers as they curled around the handle and finally lowered, pointing the tip of the blade down towards you. Your heart hammered in your chest until you finally felt the light scratch and coolness against your skin, right between your breats.

Everything went silent. Your breathing stopped, your heart rate slowed down. All there was was the light rustle of the blade against your skin as Yeonjun dragged it down to the spot where your ribcage flared outwards. When he stopped there you swallowed, arms straining against the ropes. Yeonjun was looking at the path he was teasing over your skin as if entranced. His long fingers tipped the handle upwards so the point of the blade was directly pressing down on your skin, and he twirled the blade. You held your breath desperately, trying not to raise the tension against it and cut yourself.

But there was an art to this that Yeonjun was no novice at. He kept just enough weight off the blade to make you feel the scratch and the sharpness of the edge but no pain. He started tracing the outline of your lowest set of ribs, all the way from left to right, in a bow-like shape. When he reached the end, he notched the blade past the gap to make it graze the rib above, and repeated the same line all the way across.

Like this he kept you utterly subdued as he made the blade climb the long way up to just beneath your breasts. Once he could no longer go horizontally, he tipped the blade on its side to drag underneath your breasts. The blade was soaking up the heat of your skin but still felt too cold and you so badly wanted to shiver, every ounce of control going towards keeping your muscles rigid in their position.

Yeonjun circled the blade around the outlines of your breasts, finishing right in the centre of your chest again. His warm hand joined the tool on your skin and you sighed as the warmth spread over your breasts. He massaged and cupped them in turn, not forgetting your nipples and giving them the same care and attention. You almost forgot about the blade on your skin until you felt it dig into the soft flesh of your throat. Your eyes had drifted closed but now shot open, searching Yeonjun's face which still held his dreamy smile.

His other hand was still around your breast and he left it there as he leaned closer to your face. His lips hovered over yours and you so badly wanted to kiss him but the knife pressed into the side of your throat ensured that you could not move even a hair upwards. Too afraid to even speak, you looked up at Yeonjun. His dark eyes shone in the semi-darkness and his lips opened just enough for his tongue to swipe over them. He leaned down further but instead of the kiss you expected, his tongue firmly traced the entirety of your lower lip slowly, so slowly you could feel the light texture of his tongue and the friction over your lip. His hand on your breast travelled upwards and as he pulled away, his middle finger slipped right into your mouth. You instinctively sucked and swallowed but the motion increased the friction of the blade against your throat.

The thrum returned to your chest. The blade had not moved and you wanted it to. You wanted it to caress you just as Yeonjun's tongue had done to your lips. Unconsciously, your body undulated beneath Yeonjun's hands and his smile only grew as he swirled his finger over your tongue. He withdrew his finger but left the blade right where it was, pressing against your pulse point. You felt his warm hand trailing down over your body, dipping under the thin panties you were wearing and diving right into your folds.

The heat of embarrassment rose up to your cheeks. You hadn't noticed at all how wet you were and Yeonjun's finger entered you with no resistance. You couldn't moan or writhe with the knife pressed so intimately against you and it only drove you crazy not to be able to succumb to the pleasure of Yeonjun's fingers fully. Tiny whines bubbled up in your throat, your breathing quick and shallow as he fingered you, thrusting a second finger into you and testing your self-control. Your panties were getting more soaked by the second as your juices leaked out around Yeonjun's fingers.

You looked up at him desperately, the plea in your eyes couldn't be clearer. He tilted his head to the side and spoke for the first time since he'd started.

"Do you want to go on, baby?"

He withdrew the blade a little to let you speak but kept contact with your skin, a reminder that he was still in control.

"I trust you," you murmured, "but please, I need more, you're driving me insane!"

He chuckled lightly and the sound enveloped you just like the shadows in the room were twirling around the both of you. The blade was finally lifted off your skin and in a moment you felt it underneath the band of your panties. With a flick, Yeonjun sliced through the side of the garment then did the same to the other side, peeling the cloth off you. You turned away when it pulled a string of moisture with it from your pussy, undeniable proof of how much you were enjoying this.

Yeonjun's fingers at your jaw turned your face back just in time for you to see the blade being positioned at the junction of your thighs. He tapped your inner thigh with the wide side and you opened your legs wider instinctively.

"Mmmm..."

One of his digits entered you and you were finally able to luxuriate in the pleasure of being filled and stimulated. Your hips bucked into his hand as he thrust his finger deeply and methodically into you. But the next moment you froze again when you felt something hard, flat and cool against your clit.

"Don't move," Yeonjun warned but his finger was still pumping in and out of you. Slowly but firmly, the blade was moved in small circles, massaging your clit.

Feeling something so unyielding against your most sensitive of places was a new sensation and yet, the speed with which the tension built in your abdomen was undeniable. The hard surface of the blade ensured the pressure on your clit was firm, even and constant and it felt far better than you could have imagined, like pleasure being pressed and ironed into you. You soon found that your sensitive folds were too soft to have the kind of resistance against the edge that made you nervous, and you found yourself relaxing under Yeonjun's ministrations.

A second finger entered you and he hooked them slightly, making you cry out as your wrists strained against the ropes and your head fell back. Yeonjun observed your reaction and stopped massaging your clit with the side of the knife, instead tapping it. The sudden motion had a high-pitched moan squeezed from you and he continued tapping on your clit as his fingers still fucked and curled into you.

There was so much heat in your chest and you were trying not to move too much, but it was no longer out of fear of getting hurt. Now it was so that Yeonjun's perfect rhythm on your clit wouldn't break. The tension in your body was unbearable, you just needed that little bit more. Yeonjun mercifully obliged your body's wordless plea and alternated the tapping motion on your clit with pressing and massaging against it again. He quickened the pace of his fingers inside you and you couldn't hold on any longer.

You let your breath shudder out from your lungs and with it the heat spread through your whole body as you started to cum around Yeonjun's fingers. Needy, desperate moans were in his ears and he was all too happy to continue working you through your orgasm, the blade never leaving your clit as he kept it pressed down.

As you shook with the pulsations of it, you imagined how you must have looked from the side. Wrists bound, back arched with a blade pressed into your most sensitive spot, Yeonjun smiling just as darkly over you as he was when he started. This was a new level of submission that you could so easily become addicted to. But when Yeonjun pressed the hard metal down onto your clit again, the thought became so fuzzy and unreachable that the only thing you had to say was...

"More..."

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Kinktober 2021 Day 4

Fine Things - TXT Huening Kai

Who: TXT Huening Kai x f!reader

Kink: Lingerie. Smutty goodness, a bit of cockwarming, a lot of steamy passion

Word count: 2,022

A/N: This one completely got away from me. I have no idea why. Every time I started writing it I would get so, ahem, excited that I would have to either go relieve myself and come back to it or torture myself as I kept writing. I don't know why this had such an effect on me, lingerie isn't even in my top kinks and Huening Kai, as gorgeous as he is, isn't my TXT bias. Whoever requested this one, it wrecked me. Enjoy!

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Kai's fingers were nervous as he was slipping the satin robe over your shoulders. He'd always wanted to see you like this but it had taken an awful lot of time and one very drunken birthday party for him to finally come out with it and ask you.

It was so different from how you usually dressed and you held your breath as you felt his fingers following the path of your robe as it fell away from you. Behind you Kai bit his lips as he took a step back to simply marvel at you.

"Oh my goodness... You look breathtaking..."

His gaze fixated on the ribbing and intricate decoration of your laced up corset, then followed the laces as they criss-crossed down your back. The curve of your hips followed and he licked his lips as he tried not to reach forward and grab handfuls of your ass, the globes of it exposed by the tie-side thong you had chosen. And finally the garter belt and stockings it held, adding to the allure and elongating your legs with the seam running up the back.

"Do you like it," you whispered shyly, still with your back to him.

"Turn around," you heard him say. His voice was low and hoarse, tense with something which was far from his usual bright tone.

You did as he asked, turning to face him slowly, hands fidgeting with the clasp of your garter belt.

Kai stepped towards you and there was reverence in his eyes as he settled his hands at your cinched waist, tracing the outlines of it. He reached behind you and tugged on the corset laces teasingly, pulling you into his body. He was so big and so warm and you felt engulfed as his long arms encircled you.

The others were all going to be practising late and going over to their families to spend the weekend straight after, leaving the dorm free for you and Kai.

Kai pulled you along gently and sat down in the armchair in the living room, setting you down to straddle his thigh.

You gasped, suddenly reminded of the fact that your beautiful thong was actually crotchless and the friction of Kai's jeans against your exposed folds made you shiver. But Kai didn't know that yet.

He pulled you in for a kiss and you melted against him. You loved the way he kissed you. Soft, warm and gentle, and when things got heated, deep kisses that felt as if he touched your soul. You parted your lips for him and he pulled you closer. This dragged you forward on his thigh, your bare pussy exposed to the friction and you whined and shifted uncomfortably.

"What's wrong Y/N," Kai murmured against your lips as he broke your kiss and looked at you with concern.

"Mmm... I'm..."

You ground your hips against his thigh and took his hand, wanting to show rather than tell him what the problem was. You guided his fingers to your panties, sighing when his fingers came in contact with your softness.

"Oh," Kai breathed against your lips, a spike of heat running through him at the realisation. Automatically his fingers started to caress and massage your folds, one of them dipping inside you when he felt that you were already damp. He lost his gentleness for a moment as he grabbed you and pulled you flush to him, kissing you hungrily as he teased you with his finger. He took one of your hands and guided it to the front of his jeans where you felt him swell and harden even more than he already had.

"As beautiful as you are in this, suddenly all I want to do is rip it right off," he chuckled against your lips, pulling his finger from you. "Let me just..."

He didn't finish and just manhandled you around while he unbuttoned his jeans and shoved them and his underwear off his hips and away. He then sat you back down on his lap but facing away from him this time. You heard him hastily taking his shirt off and it fell to the side with a soft sound.

"Will you sit still while I get this off," he asked as he tugged on the corset laces.

"I'll try," you laughed breathily but the next second Kai's strong arms were picking you up again and you groaned loudly as he sat you down right on his cock, penetrating you all the way.

The stretch burned as it always did. It was both a gift and a curse sometimes that his cock was proportionate to the rest of him, long and thick, and you could feel every inch of it resting inside you.

But Kai didn't thrust. He left you as you were while his hands fumbled with the corset laces and he started to undo them slowly.

"Kai, I need you, please," you ground your hips on him, trying to increase the friction.

"And I need you to sit still until I undo these," he murmured teasingly against your bare shoulder, thumbing the ties of your crotchless thong. So this was the game he wanted to play.

He had undone the knot and had now started letting the laces out of their eyelets little by little. Instinctively you took a deeper breath as some of the pressure of the corset eased. There was warmth pooling low in your abdomen already from how full you felt and the small measurements of pleasure every time Kai shifted. You both fell silent, just the sounds of your breathing surrounding you. Kai's was shaky, just like his hands were becoming as you felt him starting to falter with the intricate work.

He lost his patience for a moment and his hands dropped to your hips, pressing you down onto his cock and he thrust up into you.

You screamed and your thighs trembled with the effort it took not to start bouncing on his lap. Kai leaned forward to embrace you from behind, lips trailing up the side of your neck.

"Shhh, be patient. I'm sorry, I can't help it when you feel so good," he murmured wantonly against your skin as his hands found the laces again. He was already halfway.

"Please, hurry up. I need you to move, please," you were begging him and his fingers got sloppy, tugging on the laces roughly. You felt his jerky movements at your back and it thrilled you how impatient he was for you. More heat gathered at your core and you could feel that you were dripping around Kai's cock.

"Oh thank goodness," Kai whispered as he released the last of the eyelets on the corset and he let it fall away from you. He picked you up again to turn you around and you whined as his cock left your heat. He sat you down in his lap again, this time facing him. His angelic features were pinched by want, smeared across his face as he pulled you in for a hungry kiss. You didn't wait for him to ask and you parted your lips for him, tongue sliding against his as his hands glued themselves to your breasts which until now had been obscured by your corset. He moaned into your mouth as he felt the weight of them in his hands and cupped them, fingers teasing your nipples into stiff little points. With a light bite to your bottom lip he pulled away and ducked his head down to take one of your nipples into his mouth.

A moan bubbled up from deep in your chest at the feeling, coupled with his fingers finding your soaking folds and trailing through your wetness. Kai sucked and bit lightly at your nipple, ever so gentle and the way he silently worshipped your body made you want to please him even more. You reached for his cock and it twitched in your hand as you stroked him. His tip was a prominent red and drooling precum over your fingers.

"Oh my god Y/N... Fuck,"

You loved it when he cursed. Always such a good boy, your little angel. That's why it was even more fun to turn him on to the point of him losing his sensibilities and bursting into profanity. He tucked his fingers into the bands of your stockings and held onto your thighs with a grip that was sure to bruise. Feeling empowered, you lifted yourself up in his lap and guided his length to your dripping pussy. You settled down onto his cock in one long smooth motion, taking him all the way inside you again and the feeling had airy, breathy moans bursting out of both of you. His fingers tightened onto your thighs and he dragged them down, scratching at your skin and ripping ladders into your stockings. It was a relief, it was euphoric.

Kai started thrusting up into you as you held onto his broad shoulders. He was so deep inside you that it almost felt painful but your brain could only register it as pleasure with how worked up you were.

"How are you this wet? You're making such a mess on me," he whispered and sounded all the more pleased about it as his head tipped back and his eyes fluttered shut at the feeling of your walls dragging along his cock. Feeling bold, you reached forward and slid your thumb against his lips. Kai looked at you through hazy eyes and parted his lips to kitten lick at your fingers. You pressed against his lips and he took your middle finger into his mouth, sucking on it lightly as he thrust up harder into you.

You always got off on how debauched you made him look as you overwhelmed his senses. You pulled your finger from his mouth and used it to rub at your clit, bringing yourself closer and closer to the edge. You squeezed around his cock, maximising your own pleasure and also Kai's. His brows furrowed and gasps were tumbling out of his lips. He was a mess under you and you could tell he was about to cum as his cock swelled that little bit more inside you. You were utterly stuffed full of him as he was pulling you down onto his cock roughly. Another giveaway, as he was usually more considerate but had a hard time controlling himself when he was teetering on the edge.

"Are you going to cum, baby," you asked him sweetly, not slowing down one bit.

"Mhmmm...," he nodded rapidly at you. His words were all gone and he slammed you down onto his cock. You buried your hand into his hair and tugged, forcing his head back. You knew he loved it when you got a little rough with him as he was about to burst.

An obscene, beautiful moan rang out loudly as Kai started throbbing inside you, flooding your pussy with his cum.

"Mmm... oh fuck, oh my god," your fingers fluttered on your clit and Kai took you down with him. You clenched hard onto him as he was still pulsing inside you, the involuntary movements forcing his cum out of you and in a mess down your thighs and your ripped stockings.

Both your orgasms were unusually long and you struggled to regain control of your bodies. You stayed connected together as Kai slumped forward and embraced you, leaning his head on your shoulder while he caught his breath. The haze was slow to lift and Kai looked up at you eventually, eyes slightly clearer now.

"Y/N.. I love you."

You were silent for a moment, processing. Kai was not usually the one to say it first, it wasn't easy for him as he usually got too shy.

"I love you too," you smiled at him, bending down to place a sweet kiss on his lips which were still swollen from him biting them in his passion.

"I'm sorry I ruined your stockings. They were gorgeous," he murmured guiltily.

"It's okay," you chuckled. "I actually like them better this way."

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TXT Taehyun NSFW alphabet

Kinktober 2021 Day 13

@bangchanswolfpelt @milki-bear

A/N: Probably going to do updated versions of all my TXT alphabets, as the boys grow and their vibes change, but I have the full set of alphabets now. It was SO hard for me to write this btw, I think because Taehyun is my bias but not just any bias, a "soulmate vibes" bias. I have this feeling about my other "soulmate vibes" bias, Ken from VIXX, and the only thing I've written about him is a 12k smut piece...

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A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Taehyun gets a bit awkward with his aftercare unless he's genuinely in love with you. He lets all his passion and emotion out uncontrollably during sex and afterwards he's going through a bit of an emotional hangover and can be a little flat. Somewhat embarrassed that you've seen him so uncontrolled and vulnerable, he might feel a little cold and businesslike but he'll still get you water and invite you to his shower. He won't shower with you though, he needs a minute to clear his head. Showering together is reserved for really deep relationships.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

On himself his arms. He works hard on them and likes how strong he is and how it allows him to pick you up and manhandle you however he wants. On you it's your shoulders. He loves to kiss you there and often keeps one hand on your shoulder to guide you when you ride him.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

No preference. As long as he gets to cum he's satisfied. He likes it inside you or in your mouth, and is second-most likely in TXT to ask you to cum on your face and tell you how pretty you look with it.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Boy loves his research. Like obsessively. I'm talking anything from nipple sucking to sounding and knife play. He has two sides. When the relationship is not romantic he has no shame, he will bring up all kinds of kinks and he's a "try anything once" kind of learner. With someone he's in love with he gets very defensive and self-conscious that he likes things that are considered deviant and this becomes his big dirty secret.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He's not very experienced but he's very knowledgeable. 1-2 past partners. He could go in blind and still have you fooled that he's done it all before.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Anything where he's in charge. He's very physical and flexes his strength. Doggy style, against a wall, him on top, you name it.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Boy has no chill. Like none. The second he looks at you with those big serious eyes in that way, it's on. He has no time for fooling around when he's fooling around, if you know what I mean. If you try to play with him he will manhandle you into submission and fuck you hard enough to make it impossible for you to do anything but scream.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Trims regularly but always keeps some around. He doesn't like feeling too bare, he wants to retain a sense of manliness.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

The hardest one to crack of all of TXT but... If Taehyun really wants you, if he has feelings for you or if he's really feeling vulnerable, you will get the kind of Intimacy from him that makes your soul ache. You will get lost in his eyes, you will hear a thousand words without him even opening his mouth. When Taehyun truly loses his head he stops dominating and starts worshipping. Kisses on your hipbones, will let you put your fingers in his mouth and suck on them while his eyes never leave yours, both hands cradling your face when he kisses you.... It's so fucking romantic, dear god.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Pretty often, he has a high sex drive. 3-4 times a week if he can't see you every day.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Not so much a kink but he NEEDS to feel a mental connection. He needs to feel intellectually, mentally connected. There needs to be a push and pull, some kind of interesting dynamic otherwise it's not worth it to him. For how domineering he is he actually never makes the first move. He wants to be chased, needs to be wanted and asked out first before he throws his cards down on the table and steps in to lead. 

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

He's a private person and you won't catch him fucking in public places. However, he has a big thing for hotels. He loves the illusion of anonymity, he likes the contrast of that with how much he actually needs from someone to even consider sleeping with them. Expect a lot of short trips with this one because his love of travel and hotel sex makes for a very exciting time. Stumbling into a numbered room with the lights off, making out passionately as your clothes fly off haphazardly and he pins you to the bed, not caring about messing up the sheets because that's the beauty of it.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Being wanted and accepted. If he feels that you are into experimenting, that you understand him and that you won't judge him for his preferences, he becomes much more interested. He might start throwing you more and more controversial questions. Give the right answer and he'll eventually start drooling over you.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Does not do drunk one night stands. Sober ones maybe, if the stars align, but not drunk ones. Because the mental connection is so important to him, you being drunk automatically severs this for him.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Taehyun does prefer receiving, he finds it very relaxing and satisfying and he treats it almost as a health benefit, one of the sure fire things that gets him to unwind. He's good at giving oral too, if he's in the mood or you ask nicely he will happily go to town between your legs and he will stay as long as you want. He does usually insist on getting you to cum at least once with his mouth before moving on though, he's got a reputation to keep.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

You can tell what he's feeling and what kind of day he's had by his pace. Slow and teasing? He's feeling good. Fast and passionate, with lots of kisses? His day sucked, he's feeling vulnerable and he's seeking comfort. Fast and rough to the point of pain? He's in a dark place or he's jealous because of something you've done.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

See above. In the last scenario he has no qualms about roughing you up, cumming in you and leaving you high and dry. If he's having his own issues he'll apologise and make it up to you, but if he's jealous he won't spare you a glance.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Taehyun is all about educated risk. The best dom in TXT and you are always safe with him in that sense. Always knows where the lube is, always has a backup key to the handcuffs. always pays attention to you in case you forget your safeword. It's exactly this that allows you to request literally any fantasy and he will give it a go. He doesn't shy away from anything, even down to consensual non-consent. If he's done his homework properly and he's prepared, he's trying it.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

1 or 2 rounds and he lasts a long time. He very rarely cums quickly, if he does it's because he's decided a quickie is all you're having.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He keeps different stashes. For himself he keeps a basic one - handcuffs, some rope, blindfolds, anal beads, a dildo, a butt plug and a vibrator. One of everything from the basics. He then builds up a second stash he uses with his partner and these are "their toys". He adds in anything you request or even mention, so you end up with a lot of NSFW gifts from him. If you break up or agree to end your sexual relationship, he gives you your stash as a parting gift and goes back to his basic one.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He's a bit of a tease by nature, he likes to make you work for his attention. Past that, it depends on what you like. He's capable of edging you for hours if that's your kink, or if not, he can make you cum very quickly. He takes pride in knowing his partner's body that way.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

If it's a scene or trying out some kink for the first time, he stays focused and doesn't get very loud, usually harsh breathing and a pretty moan here and there. But if you are making love and he's feeling it, he can get a little loud and it can be a huge turn on.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

PASSION. The boy has so much passion in everything he does. One night you went to check on him while he was working on music in the studio. Little did you know how long he'd spent on it and how frustrated he was that he just couldn't nail it. And so you ended up half undressed, being fucked against the door of the studio as he gasped loudly against your neck, holding you up easily. He didn't care that you were going to make a mess, he just kept going, telling you to cum and so you did, pussy clenching tightly around his cock and your juices rushing out onto the carpet. He loved it when he could make you do that and he slammed into you, filling you up with a choked up moan, the two of you slumping to the floor as your frenzy died down.

"Forget it, I'll just tell the janitors I spilled my soda."

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Average, about 5.5", but magic Tae has kind of a magic dick. It has a particular upward curve that rubs right into your g-spot and he hardly even has to try to get you squirting all over him.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

He has a high sex drive, don't be fooled by the cool, collected exterior. He needs you at least every other day. He can control himself, but unless he's really sick or seriously injured, he's down.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He softens up afterwards and you always end up kissing, which goes one of two ways. You either wind down while lazily making out and fall asleep in each other's arms, or if the passion is still not satisfied, your kisses work you both up again and you end up going for round two.

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Kinktober 2021 Day 8

We’ll Always Have Itaewon - SHINee Taemin and TXT Taehyun

Who: Taemin x f!reader x TXT Taehyun

What: Threesome smut. Porn With Plot.

Warnings: Smut. Cannot stress enough how 🔞 this is. Some Taemin x Taehyun. No barrier protection used. A few under-negotiated moments. Exploratory. You've been warned.

Word count: 9.3k

A/N #1: This is @swoonysighs 's Kinktober Day 8 request. I wanted to do this in my own signature style and I was never gonna let it go. I loved the idea of Tae squared as soon as you gave it to me. I put the rest of Kinktober on hold because this became my baby, my brainchild and I wanted to gift you something good (since I know you're a Libra and your birthday must be coming up very soon). I get so much inspiration and enjoyment from all our interactions and I hope I've repayed it at least a little 💞💞

@bangchanswolfpelt

A/N #2: Because OTT might as well be my middle name, Swoony, you need to watch THIS first. And this fic also comes with a playlist, if you're so inclined:

SHINee - Excuse Me Miss

TXT - Fairy of Shampoo

TXT - Can't U See Me?

Taemin - Tease

Taemin - Slave

Taemin - Move

Taemin - Sexuality

Taemin - Drip Drop

Taemin - Thirsty

Taemin - Want

Taemin - Strings

Taemin - Clockwork

Taemin - Strangers

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21:14. Itaewon. O'de Stair.

"Taemin-sunbaenim! What are you doing here?" Taehyun's voice rang over the music.

"Taehyunnie! What does it look like I'm doing, I'm having a nice evening out. And I told you, just "hyung" is fine," Taemin laughed, his eyes crinkling in their usual way above his mask. "You're the one I should be asking what you're doing here."

"I was supposed to be meeting Yeonjun-hyung here for a sneaky drink but he's just messaged me and said he's sick and not even left the dorm! I can't believe I came straight here from my schedules. I didn't realise this was a fancy place, I would have changed," Taehyun sighed, chewing on his lip which still had traces of lip tint from whatever schedule he was on that called for it. His silver-grey hair was styled nicely and he wore black ripped jeans and a black button-up with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms.

"It's not that fancy and you've cleaned up really nicely, Taehyunnie," Taemin said graciously. "I'm not dressed up at all," he motioned towards his simple purple checked shirt and casual light blue jeans.

"Yeah, but you're... you know, you," Taehyun mumbled, still self-conscious of his hyung and the unfamiliar atmosphere.

"No such thing," Taemin waved it off. "What are you drinking then?"

"Oh, hyung, I don't know if I should, we have schedules tomorrow...," Taehyun said cautiously, hesitant to refuse a drink from an elder.

"There's always going to be schedules, Taehyun-ah. Listen to your hyung, you'll burn out if you don't let loose once in a while. How do you think I've lasted this long in this business," Taemin said in a pretend-deeper, authoritative voice. "I'm not one for hard liquor myself, that's why I came here for the nice cocktails."

"Alone?" Taehyun peeked over his mask at Taemin shrewdly.

"Okay fine," Taemin sighed. "But you can't tell anyone. I was supposed to be on a blind date with one of Jinki-hyung's friends but she never showed. Didn't even message to cancel."

"You mean there are actually people who would ghost Lee Taemin," Taehyun mocked bravely.

"Hey, at least I could get a date! When was the last time you even had one," Taemin bit back playfully.

"Uh... I think high school? I still had braces," Taehyun laughed.

Taemin reached over and patted the younger boy on the thigh sympathetically.

"Don't worry, I make a good wing man, we'll find you a nice noona tonight."

Taehyun's already large eyes widened to the size of saucers.

"No! No I can't, if the company finds out, I'm dead, hyung!"

"Relax, no one will find out. I know how to play this game. Text your manager that you're with me in the SM cafe and that I'm showing you the dance for my comeback so you can post a cover of it later. And send him a selca of us. Here," Taemin reached over and took Taehyun's phone from his hand, snapping a quick photo of the two of them while being careful not to get any tables or drinks in the shot. Taehyun texted his manager who responded excitedly, asking Taehyun for permission to post the photo on Weverse and telling him not to get back too late.

"I don't know about dates, hyung, but thank you so much for helping me drown my stress in alcohol discreetly," Taehyun sighed in relief, turning his phone to silent and tossing it on the table. "You said no hard liquor but I feel that I will need some soju to start me off if I have any hope of relaxing."

Taemin waved over the waitress.

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22:24. Itaewon. O'de Stair balcony.

"It's embarrassing, but actually I learned it from you," Taehyun said after he downed the last of his soju, one bottle in now.

"You're kidding! You look really good, I have to say," Taemin complimented Taehyun's dreamy, sensuous look on the latest photoshoot.

Feeling the alcohol buzz making him bolder, Taehyun took a shot.

"I've always wanted to know, hyung... When you're able to model like that and have your expressions like that, how do you do it? What do you think about?"

Taemin smiled bashfully and looked down for a moment.

"I can put it this way. It's a mix of memories and being able to be very comfortable and confident in yourself."

"Hmm. I think I know what you mean," Taehyun said hesitantly. "I've... been working on some of that. Not so much the memories but I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to make some," he quipped.

Taemin waved down the waitress again.

"Why don't you try then? When the waitress comes over, send that angel there a drink. My treat."

"Where," Taehyun tried to follow Taemin's line of sight until his eyes landed on you.

There you were, leaning on the balcony rail sipping your cocktail, laughing with your friends. The way the fairy lights illuminated your silhouette against the evening sky had Taehyun staring so hard that you felt the need to look around, feeling someone watching you.

"Oh..."

Taemin smirked knowingly at Taehyun's loss for words. What were the odds of the two Taes having similar tastes...

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22:29. Itaewon. O'de Stair balcony.

"Excuse me, the gentlemen over there sent you this," the waitress bowed to you and handed you another Irish mule to replace the one you had just finished.

"Oh, thank you very much! Where are these gentlemen then," you asked and the waitress pointed out the two masked boys sitting at one of the tables.

Your friends cheered at you as you raised your drink in the direction of the boys, signalling a thank you, and took a sip. You couldn't tell much from afar but they both seemed on the lean and toned side. You chuckled as you watched the one who seemed a bit older wave you over while the silver-haired one frantically pulled at his hand to stop him, then covered his face dramatically. You were curious what this was all about and you decided to walk over. Your friends "oooh"ed when you told them you'd be back later and you felt your heart speeding up as you approached the boys' table.

The silver-haired one instinctively scooted over to one side to let you sit in the middle, despite his shyness.

"Thank you for the drink. I'm Y/N," you bowed slightly. "What are your names?"

The older boy leaned over to speak quietly at your ear, his voice sending little shivers through you for some reason.

"We'll show you, but you absolutely have to keep it to yourself, okay?"

You nodded, intrigued, and he sat up, turning so that he faced only you and his younger friend. He pulled down his mask for a few moments before pulling it back up, his eyes never leaving yours.

"Oh my god," you whispered frantically as you recognised him instantly. Taemin brought his finger up, reminding you to keep it on the low.

"And you," you turned to the silver-haired boy.

He gave Taemin a stern look, not making a move to pull his mask down.

"Kang Taehyun, nice to meet you," he said and his voice sounded cold. The name didn't ring a bell immediately but you still had a hard time taking your eyes off him. Something about his eyes and how they seemed to burn as he looked at you had you captivated.

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23:36. Itaewon. O'de Stair.

"Come on Taemin, you can't cheat!"

You and Taehyun laughed as Taemin tried to halve the sips of his cocktail as he kept on losing at "Never Have I Ever".

"There's no shame in admitting your superiority of experience in comparison with your opponents," he said proudly and it would have had a dignified effect were it not for his straw getting caught on his sleeve and flying out of his glass right onto his shirt.

"Ya!! This isn't mine, it's sponsored! You better hope it washes out," Taemin dabbed at himself frantically as he made for the bathroom.

You and Taehyun were then left alone at the end of the bar. Taehyun fell silent, swishing his drink idly as he looked down.

"You okay," you brushed your fingers over his shoulder in concern.

For the umpteenth time that night you fell into the abyss that was Taehyun's gaze when he looked up at you.

"Y/N?"

You'd missed Taehyun's answer to your own question as you were too lost in his eyes.

"Sorry, Taehyun. God, this is embarrassing... I'm sorry, I know I haven't even seen your face but you're just really... attractive," the words came out heavy and your breath was out of rhythm as you tried to get them out.

Taehyun watched you silently for a moment, then slowly reached for his mask and pulled it down.

"Oh... Oh you're that Taehyun...," you whispered, barely heard over the drone of chatter, music and glasses clinking in the bar. "But aren't you... You just don't look your age, I didn't realise you were so young," you kept babbling.

"Yeah, I get that a lot," Taehyun smiled wryly at you. "Noona," he teased as he watched your eyes slide over his elegant features. He leaned closer to you, his big eyes relaxing their usually piercing gaze. You were drawn in, your eyes dropping to his full lips as your hand reached over of its own accord to rest at Taehyun's slim waist. The space between you shortened and the air grew thick with anticipation.

This was the moment Taemin walked back into the main bar, but as soon as he saw the two of you he slowed his steps. Neither you nor Taehyun were making a further move but he noticed that Taehyun's mask was off.

You saw Taemin first and instinctively dropped your hand from Taehyun's waist.

"Taemin..."

Taehyun followed your line of sight.

"Hyung..."

"What are you two acting like deer in headlights for, I'm not here to bust you or anything," Taemin tried to break the tension. "You're free to pick whoever you want, Y/N."

"Hyung is right, actually," Taehyun dropped his head shyly.

You stood stunned, looking between the two of them. You liked Taehyun a lot but you were still wrapping your head around the gap between his mature, intense aura and his age. Taemin's easy, alluring charm was also very much drawing you in. How could you ever choose?

"Do I really have to choose? I mean... If this is going to be a one-night thing... Can't I have both of you?"

A pregnant pause fell between the three of you. Taemin broke it first.

"You can, of course, if that's what you want--"

"Ah... Hyung! Can I talk to you over there for a minute please??"

Taehyun's frantic tugging on Taemin's arm made you think that you might have offended Taehyun by asking such a thing, but at the same time no one had really made their intentions clear yet.

Taemin let himself be pulled into a corner.

"Hyung, with all due respect, please tell me you're not suggesting what it sounds like you're suggesting," Taehyun stared Taemin down.

Taemin leaned against the wall casually, crossing his arms.

"Tell me what it sounds like I'm suggesting, Taehyun."

"You're suggesting that we... That you and me... Both take Y/N home? How is that even going to work?"

Taemin gave Taehyun a pointed look.

"You're not that innocent, I think you can figure it out."

Taehyun took his hand off Taemin quickly.

"Listen, you know how much I admire and respect you. And I like Y/N a lot, I definitely would go home with her. But how can I agree to something like this with you? I've never done... I've never had a threesome before."

Taemin pushed off from the wall and grasped Taehyun by the arms gently.

"I haven't either, Taehyun-ah. I don't even swing both ways all the way, but the way I see it, we both like Y/N, this is a rare opportunity, and I mean... You're a trustworthy, handsome dongsaeng. We don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with but just think about it. Obviously we would go back to my place, for security's sake. What do you say?"

"This is crazy! Aren't you afraid that word will get out about this," Taehyun searched Taemin's face worriedly.

"In the past I would have been, but trust me, no one will find out. Nothing has got out at all since I moved to my new place," Taemin smiled reassuringly.

"Taehyunnie, I know you're nervous and I get it. Take it from me though, the one thing I regretted the most from when I was your age was that I was too afraid to experiment like Kibum-hyung and Minho-hyung did. It doesn't have to be such a big deal. Just for once I'd like to be impulsive and enjoy myself. And who knows, it might be fun if you came along for the ride," Taemin winked mischievously.

"I can't believe I'm agreeing to this," Taehyun covered his face in his hand and allowed Taemin to sling an arm over his shoulders and walk him back to the bar where you waited impatiently.

"So?" You asked the boys, finger tapping on your glass.

"We'd love to take you home if you wanted to, Y/N", Taemin smiled at you in that sweet, sexy way he had been all evening.

"We?" You repeated.

"Yeah. You didn't want to choose and so you don't have to," Taehyun said quietly, his eyes serious once more and burning into yours.

"You're serious? We're doing this?" You still couldn't believe your ears.

"Not if you don't want to," Taemin said calmly.

"That's not it, don't get me wrong. Where are we going to--"

"My place," Taemin said, already on his phone getting a taxi.

"Shall we?" The grey-haired boy offered you his hand and when you grasped it, you could swear you felt a jolt of electricity run through your body.

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00:04. Streets of Gangnam.

The taxi Taemin had called was a saloon style cab, with a privacy screen in front of the spacious back seats where the three of you had scooched together. You kept up a conversation but it was obvious that nerves were driving it now as it was filled with much more awkward pausing than before.

"Sorry Taehyunnie, my house isn't even far but I can't really wait anymore," Taemin said finally, grabbing your hand as he pulled you to face him.

He kissed you gently, carefully, like he was putting you under a spell. He would give you small snippets of what you really wanted: small nibbles on your lips, a short caress of your tongue with his. When he sensed your neediness growing, he opened his lips for you and let you in, and you moaned at the feeling of being able to finally have more of him. You were the one grabbing at him but he was still the one leading the kiss. He had you hanging on to every little movement he made.

Taehyun was watching intently, twisting his fingers as he tried to be calm and not react in the way his body urged him to. He still held on to some semblance of sensibility but when Taemin gently separated from you and turned you so you faced Taehyun, Taehyun could only do as his body willed.

"Come here," the silver-haired boy whispered tersely and grabbed you, setting his lips upon yours harshly. You moaned in relief. The way Taemin had worked you up, teasing without fully satisfying you and the way Taehyun was wantonly losing himself in you, giving you everything, had you kissing Taehyun back just as fiercely. What he lacked in expertise he made up for in raw passion and it felt just as good as you devoured each other. Lips were bitten, tongues twined lustfully with each other, and when Taehyun pulled up for air he attacked your neck, kissing and biting with abandon as he groaned against you.

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00:23. Paragon Building. Cheongdam-dong, Gangnam.

The electronic beeps of the various security check points in Taemin's building were a blur as you stumbled through the halls, Taehyun's lips glued to yours every time you stopped for Taemin to let you through a door. Once you were finally in the elevator, Taemin tugged you off Taehyun none-too-gently.

"Quit hogging Y/N, Taehyun-ah," he mumbled and pressed you against the cool metal of the door, cradling your face in his hands as he kissed you. Taehyun only chuckled, by now much more comfortable with the unusual arrangement.

The elevator dinged and Taemin pulled you into his body to let the door open behind you. You inhaled his scent and nuzzled his neck, placing a few kisses on your way. Taemin inhaled sharply and reluctantly pushed you forward and out into the hall.

Taehyun took your hand from Taemin seamlessly while Taemin keyed in the code to his front door, checking that there was no one around before the three of you spilled into the foyer of the apartment.

Once the door shut behind you, you turned to Taehyun, planting your hands on his hard chest and standing on your tiptoes for a kiss. You playfully walked him towards the wall until his back hit it with a thud and he gave a small gasp in surprise. You used the opportunity to slip your tongue between his parted lips, still tasting hints of the flavoured soju he'd been drinking. Taehyun let you be in charge for a moment before he bent down and quickly slipped his hands under your thighs, picking you up easily and turning you around until it was YOUR back connecting with the wall harshly. You yelped in suprise and scrambled to wrap your arms around his shoulders to hold on as he captured your lips again. Once you were secure in his grip, he melted into the kiss with you and you felt as if your heartbeats synchronised. Your breaths came in and out in unison and you deepened the kiss even more.

Taemin laughed at the impatience of the two of you.

"Taehyunnie, bedroom is on the left, first door. I'll be back in a second," he instructed as he disappeared round a corner.

"Mmhmm," Taehyun hummed absently in understanding and tightened his grip on you as he carried you along the corridor and into Taemin's bedroom.

He set you down and separated from you to get his bearings. You looked around the cosy space until you noticed the view out of the massive windows.

"Wow, this is amazing," you exclaimed and rushed over to take it all in, the entire city laid out alight in front of you.

"It's beautiful," Taehyun came up behind you, warm hands on your waist as he leaned his chin on your shoulder. You admired the urban landscape together for a few silent moments. You turned to Taehyun then, meeting his soft gaze and running your hands up his body.

"You're beautiful, Taehyun," you whispered to him, tilting up and meeting his lips in a sweet kiss.

"You are too, noona," he smiled into your kiss and wrapped his hands around you. You tugged at Taehyun's button-up, somehow managing to pull some buttons open and he helped you pull the shirt off his toned shoulders. Emboldened, he reached for you again and his fingers slipped under your top to touch bare skin.

"Hey, don't start without me now," Taemin's teased playfully as he walked into the room and sat on his large bed, seeing Taehyun already shirtless. You gave Taehyun one last peck before you went to join Taemin on the bed.

Taemin patted his lap and you were all too happy to straddle him. He ran his hand through your hair and drew you in, his mesmerising way of kissing once again pulling you under. His plump lips nipped at yours as he deftly peeled your top off you. You had no bra on underneath and Taemin was quickly setting his hands on your breasts to feel their weight.

You moaned into his mouth. His touch felt so good, there was an assured gentleness in the way he handled you, unhurried and soft, but still in charge. Taehyun watched with baited breath as his sunbaenim was slowly and sensually taking you apart in his lap. He didn't know how to feel but there was no denying the heat and blood rushing in his veins as he watched you and Taemin and how good you looked together. Taehyun swallowed tensely as he was very aware of how hard he already was.

"Taehyun, watch this," Taemin smirked and cupped your right breast, dropping his head down to the junction of your shoulder to kiss and nibble at your skin. His fingers toyed with your nipple, pinching and rolling it lightly and you could suddenly feel Taehyun's hot hands on you along with Taemin's. Your mind felt fuzzy and electric all at once and you whimpered, head falling back against Taehyun behind you.

"Match me," Taemin murmured to Taehyun and the younger boy mirrored the action, fingers splaying over your left breast from behind to cup it and then concentrating on your nipple. He rolled it gently between his fingers like Taemin was doing and he leaned in to trail kisses to the other side of your neck.

Having two sets of lips worshipping your neck and two different hands on your breasts teasing you had your mind liquefying.

"Oh my god... Taemin... Taehyun-ah..."

Taemin loved hearing his name fall from your lips that way and you felt teeth sinking into the delicate point between your collarbone and your neck on Taemin's side.

You reached and grabbed Taemin by the hair, anchoring him against you and he panted against your neck at your actions. Your fingers brushed fabric and you remembered that Taemin was the only one still wearing clothes above the waist. It was now Taemin's turn to hurriedly undo buttons with your help and he tossed his shirt aside.

You pulled yourself off of Taemin's lap and sat between the two men, taking a second to look at them before you dissolved into sensations again.

Both were deliciously smooth and warm; toned bodies begging to be caressed and explored. You noted Taemin's sizeable peony tattoo at his waist, the hard lines of Taehyun's abs and his strong arms which had carried you so easily.

"You're both so gorgeous," you smiled at the pair.

For all his confidence earlier, Taemin was the one who looked down bashfully while Taehyun held your gaze with his intense one. You reached for Taemin first, pushing against his chest lightly until he was lying on his back and you followed him down, setting your lips upon his skin. You kissed along his collarbone and down his sternum until you reached one of his nipples and swiped your tongue over it lightly. Taemin hummed and you took it as a good sign, continuing your light stimulation and taking his nipple into your mouth.

Taemin worried his bottom lip with his teeth as he enjoyed your attention but then he felt a second pair of lips at his ribs. He raised himself up on his elbows.

"Taehyun-ah?"

Taehyun looked up at his sunbaenim, then kissed lightly over the tattoo.

"Sorry hyung, I never knew you had this. It just looked really pretty."

"It's okay, I don't mind if you-- Ah!"

Taemin didn't finish his sentence as you switched to his other nipple, taking it into your mouth more roughly than you had the first one. It had Taemin hissing and falling back against the sheets, hips unconsciously bucking up in search of stimulation.

You and Taehyun exchanged a look over Taemin's naked torso, and the next minute belts and buttons were being undone and multiple pairs of jeans pulled off and thrown to the floor.

Once the three of you were down to your underwear, Taemin sat up from under you and Taehyun and turned the tables on you, pinning you under him.

"Right then, angel. Your turn now," Taemin said to you then bit your lip teasingly while his fingers slipped under the waistband of your panties to cup your mound. His fingers ventured lower and you bucked your hips against his hand wantonly as you felt him slip his finger in between your folds, the slide of it made effortless by how wet you were. You knew you had been building up to this ever since you first set your eyes on the two men you were in the same bed with now and you felt incapable of postponing it anymore.

"Taemin, Taehyun, please, touch me," you pleaded, taking Taehyun's hand and guiding it to your breast. Taehyun obliged you and leaned over you to lavish attention on your nipples the way you had done to Taemin earlier. Meanwhile Taemin was slipping off your panties and getting rid of his underwear at the same time.

"Not to spoil the mood but I feel that someone should be responsible and ask this," Taemin paused at your ankles. "Is everyone clean and safe?"

"Oh sorry hyung. Yes, I am," Taehyun popped off your nipple for a moment then dove back in.

"Me... Ahh... too," you panted as Taehyun suckled on one nipple and teased the other with his fingers.

"Me too," Taemin smiled and unhooked your soaking underwear from your ankles, spreading your thighs to nestle in between them.

You closed your eyes and let yourself feel. Taemin's plush lips were ghosting over your inner thighs, inching their way up slowly, Taehyun's hands and tongue still on your breasts. You thought that this would usually be the moment where you woke up from something like this. Instead, Taehyun pinched your nipple harder, spurred on by your unconscious moaning.

"Ah... Taehyunnie..."

Not to be outdone, Taemin attached his lips to the juncture of your thigh and suckled, a mark beginning to form as he trailed his fingers through your wetness, using it to brush over your clit. He circled his fingertips around the bud slowly and the stimulation right at your most sensitive place after so much anticipation had you whimpering.

"Taemin... Fuck, that feels good..."

Taemin smiled against your skin and finally finished the mark he had been making on you. He moved up and his lips replaced his fingers at your clit as he kissed it lightly, then wrapped his lips around it and sucked. His fingers dipped lower to tease your opening and you felt like you were falling apart in his hands again.

Meanwhile Taehyun had sat up and was once again watching, an almost pained longing spread across his features.

"Noona, can I join Taemin-hyung," he asked as he gave your breast a squeeze.

"Yes," you panted just as Taemin was slipping a finger into you.

Taehyun crawled over your leg and joined Taemin in between. His elder popped off your clit to acknowledge him.

"Look how wet she is," Taemin murmured. "You should taste her."

Taehyun gripped your thigh and spread you open even wider as he laid down on his front, settling down in front of your pussy and he licked a wide stripe over your folds.

You moaned loudly at the different sensation. Encouraged, Taehyun lapped and kissed at your core and it send a flood of heat through you to realise that he was doing it in much the same way as he had been kissing you.

"Have you done this much before," Taemin asked as he watched Taehyun work you, precum starting to ooze out of his own cock.

"A little," Taehyun slurred against your folds, his tongue dipping into your entrance and the combined wetness of you and his saliva making lewd smacking noises.

Taemin bit his lips. He was profoundly affected by the sight of you twisting under Taehyun's tongue and of his dongsaeng's open passion for pleasing you. The elder carded his fingers through Taehyun's hair, tugging lightly.

"Taehyun-ah..."

Taehyun heard the odd undertone in his hyung's voice and raised his head from your folds to look at him. Your juices were smeared over his swollen lips and with Taemin's fingers messing up his hair he looked absolutely debauched.

Taemin glanced at Taehyun's hazy, half-lidded eyes but his gaze quickly slipped to Taehyun's glistening lips. Ever-perceptive despite his greenness, the corners of Taehyun's mouth curled up.

"It's okay...," he whispered and that was all Taemin needed to tilt Taehyun's face up towards himself and meet his lips with his own.

You were aware of the pleasure being withdrawn from your core and of the pair's hushed words but when you heard the faint sound of what sounded like a kiss, you raised yourself up on your elbows to look.

Your jaw dropped at the sight of Taemin and Taehyun kissing in between your legs, tasting you off each other's lips. Taemin's hand was still buried in Taehyun's silver hair and the grip didn't seem too light. A small moan came from Taehyun and Taemin seized the opportunity to sink his teeth into the younger's bottom lip. Taehyun seemed to enjoy this and he opened his mouth wider, chasing Taemin's tongue which Taemin was too happy to oblige.

"How drunk are you," Taemin teased his dongsaeng as he came up for air.

"Not since the taxi," Taehyun murmured, then placed a cute kiss on Taemin's wet lips. "Don't worry."

"I haven't... I mean... If this is as far as you go with this, that's completely okay," Taemin wanted to reassure Taehyun but it was difficult to do when he was getting nervous himself.

"I don't know yet but I feel good right now," Taehyun said comfortably. "Ask me again later."

"Fuck, Taehyun!"

You yelped as Taehyun suddenly buried his face in your folds again, thrusting his tongue right into you. Taemin fell into step and massaged your clit in time with Taehyun's tongue, his hand back in Taehyun's hair and pressing him against you gently. The pleasure rolled through you and you now had the added imagery of the two gorgeous males working you in tandem.

"Ughh, noona... You taste so fucking good," Taehyun growled as something seemed to snap in him and he sat up momentarily to grab your legs and fold them towards your chest, lifting your hips and exposing you even more. He thrust his tongue into you again, once, twice, then moved it lower.

You yelped as you felt it laving over your other opening, just as two of Taehyun's long fingers eased into your pussy. Incoherent moans filled the room while Taemin chuckled at Taehyun's eagerness.

Taemin scooted over to your head and you felt his hand tilting your face to the side gently, guiding you to look at him. He knelt above you, smiling and pumping his cock lazily, a shiny bead of precum glistening at the tip. Your body felt abnormally heavy as you tried to raise yourself up. Seeing your struggle, Taemin sat down on his heels at your head and helped you to raise yourself to meet him.

You wrapped your hand around his cock, taking over from him and for a moment you just watched the pretty veins decorating the surface. Both Taemin and Taehyun had such pretty dicks, you couldn't wait to have them inside of you.

You craned your neck and licked around the crown of Taemin's member, getting him nice and shiny, then moved on to wet the rest of him. Satisfied, you opened up and sucked him in. An obscenely sensual groan reverberated in Taemin's chest as you engulfed him and just for that, you took him as far as your mouth could fit. He felt hot and heavy on your tongue and you sucked in your cheeks, moaning around him just as Taehyun quickened the pace of his fingers inside you and moved up to suck on your clit. You bobbed on Taemin's length, massaging the underside of it with your tongue on every pass.

"Ah.. fuck," Taemin hissed as you took him so deep each time that he kept bumping against the back of your throat. "Taehyun, come here," Taemin spit out with more authority than he had spoken with all night.

Taehyun slowly came to a stop, withdrawing his fingers from you with a wet squelch and scooted over to Taemin at the other side of your head. Without warning he put his fingers which were covered in your juices over Taemin's lips, smearing them around and making a mess out of Taemin's beautiful face.

Taemin licked his lips first, then grabbed Taehyun's hand and slowly sucked his fingers clean of you, one by one. He parted his lips and showed Taehyun the remnants of your essence on his tongue, inviting the younger to come and have a taste. Taehyun didn't hesitate and dove in, coaxing Taemin's tongue out with his own lewdly before sucking on it to get the last traces of you.

You released Taemin's cock with a wet pop and craned your head to run your tongue over the seam of his sac, curling your tongue and drawing his balls into your mouth one at a time before switching. Taemin's breath hitched and his hips bucked into your face.

"Y/N, stop for now, let Taehyunnie have a turn," he said shakily and from the way his cock twitched, you felt he was probably close but didn't want to end your fun just yet.

You laid down for a small break and Taemin joined you as he stretched out on his side to cradle your body with his. He guided you to turn to him as he smiled at you serenely and leaned down to kiss you.

There was a mixture of your tastes on each other's tongue and for a moment the world melted away again as you were trapped in Taemin's kiss. You pressed your body as close to him as you could, feeling his warmth and sighing into his mouth. You pressed further until he was forced to roll over onto his back and he took you with him, draping your body on top of his. Instinctively you spread your legs around his slim hips and you felt his hard cock brush against your wetness.

"Oh god... Taemin, I can't wait anymore, please," you begged in hushed whispers as you ground your hips onto him, dragging your soaking core back and forth along his cock. You watched him bite his lip as he tilted his hips just so, and then he was slipping inside you wetly with no resistance.

You couldn't contain the scream of relief that ripped through you at finally being filled. He bottomed out inside you and thrust up lightly, just to make you feel every last bit of his cock. His tip kissed the back of your pussy and you rolled your hips onto him, chasing more of that delicious friction.

"Hyung... Noona... Fucking hell," Taehyun swore as he watched you two, hand fisting his cock tightly and he couldn't keep from stroking himself.

Taemin turned his head in Taehyun's direction and their eyes met just as you raised up and slammed down onto Taemin again. Taehyun drank in the fucked-out look on his hyung's face as he was buried inside you. Sharp eyes fixated on the way your breasts bounced as you rode Taemin and on Taemin's fingers digging into the soft flesh at your hips.

Overcoming the initial overwhelming pleasure of having you on top of him, Taemin sat up and motioned Taehyun over, one hand still firmly gripping your hip and guiding you to keep bouncing in his lap.

Taehyun remembered his hyung's earlier suggestion of having a turn being pleased by your mouth and you felt him approach and stand beside you, bending down to capture your lips in a sloppy kiss as you rode Taemin. You couldn't keep still enough to reciprocate and it was mostly you gasping and moaning against Taehyun's lips but he didn't seem to mind, hand working his cock as he watched and listened to the show within immediate proximity. You felt him move to graze the shell of your ear with his lips as he spoke quietly to you.

"I can hear how wet you are for him. Will you be that way for me?"

There was no denying the mess you were making in Taemin's lap and you moaned at Taehyun's teasing words.

In a sudden show of dominance, Taemin's grip on your hip tightened painfully and one hand shot up to wrap around your neck. Undernegotiated but not unwelcome. Your sharp inhale and the twist of your hips to impale yourself on him told Taemin you were not entirely averse to it and he made a point to only hold you, no pressure put on your airway.

"Do you like that, Y/N," he asked teasingly even though your eyes fluttering shut was a clear enough answer to that.

Taemin looked up at Taehyun as he was thrusting into you from below and noticed the way Taehyun seemed to thrive off of watching the two of you. His dongsaeng seemed to have the perfect voyeuristic tendency to go with Taemin's exhibitionism streak.

"You like to watch, Taehyunnie," he panted, more of a statement than a question. Taehyun moaned as he stroked himself and nodded frantically.

"Come here," Taemin ordered and Taehyun scooted closer. Dark eyes captured Taehyun's wide ones as Taemin stuck his tongue out over his plump lips. He left it open to interpretation on purpose and Taehyun was too consumed in the moment to think straight. He guided his aching cock to Taemin's lips and watched as his hyung swirled his tongue over the tip.

Taemin had the presence of mind to look up at Taehyun questioningly. Long, slim fingers twined in Taemin's hair and he leaned forward, taking Taehyun's member into his mouth and hollowing his cheeks.

From their half-baked, shy confessions earlier, you sussed out that neither of them had explored that far before and the knowledge that they were doing this with you had your walls fluttering around Taemin's cock.

He felt you tighten up on him and popped off Taehyun's dick with a hiss.

"Fuck, Y/N, how do you do two things at once? You feel so fucking good around me... Come on baby, just a little more," he was babbling, his control falling apart and you felt powerful knowing that you and Taehyun could do that to him. You pushed him down and leaned over him, capturing his lips in a hungry kiss. You were in control now and you could feel him harden that last little bit inside you as he whimpered into your mouth. You ground onto his cock in tight circles then arched your back to resume your thrusts.

"Where do you want me to cum," he choked out as you felt him meet you thrust for thrust.

"I want to taste you," you murmured and lifted yourself off of him, kneeling at his side to take him into your mouth quickly. You sucked him in as deep as you could and felt the head of his cock hot at the base of your tongue. You pressed him in further, feeling his cock obstructing your airway but in the moment it only turned you on more to know that he was about to cum down your throat.

Taemin jerked and stuffed himself into your mouth as his moans took on a high, airy note and you could feel the tension in his body coiling tightly.

"Yes... Yes... Fuck, oh god, Y/N," Taemin's pretty sounds echoed off the walls and your name found its way out of his lips just as his cock spasmed and you felt the first spurt of cum hit the roof of your mouth. You held yourself down on him as he released and emptied himself over your tongue. You swallowed him down greedily and you could swear there was a hint of sweetness to his essence.

Taemin was fulling his lungs with difficulty as he fell back against the bed spent. You released his softening member and trailed kisses up his body, worshipping the warm skin wrapped over wiry muscle. Taemin's hand fell weakly over your head in an affectionate gesture as he once again felt a second pair of lips descend onto his body, trailing small kisses up his shoulder to his neck.

Taehyun pulled you up to kiss you harshly then, tongue immediately slipping into your mouth and tasting Taemin off of you. You hummed blissfully, all too happy to share and let him lead.

"He's a little bit sweet, isn't he," you hummed sweetly. Taehyun laughed breathily as he separated from you.

"I have no frame of reference but I think you're right."

"Ya! I didn't exactly consent to this," Taemin chimed from next to you, but the still-blissed-out smile on his face told you he didn't really mind it if you and Taehyun shared the taste of him.

You started to come back with something witty but were quickly silenced by Taehyun, whose kiss-swollen lips fell upon yours again and his hands cupped your breasts.

"Noona, please," he moaned as you slipped your hand over his abs and down the v-lines of his hip to palm his still-hard cock. You took his hand and guided it to your pussy, so wet now that it had dripped down your thighs, smeared from when you were making a mess of Taemin's lap.

"Oh my fucking god," Taehyun's voice trembled at the feeling of how soaked you were and he pushed you against the bed, hiking one of your legs up and against his shoulder as he guided his aching cock to your folds. He rubbed himself against you, the sounds of his member moving between your pussy lips slick and sloppy as your juices clung to him in strings. He tapped the head of his cock against your clit a few times and you nearly growled, beyond ready for him to finally fill you.

He moved down, angled his hips to line up with your entrance and pushed inside you slowly. Sensitised from your earlier session with Taemin, you were suddenly aware that you had not cum yet as Taehyun's member dragged back and forth along your walls. You hadn't noticed before but it had a slight upwards curve which rubbed against the spot inside you that gave an intense, different sensation.

"Taehyun... Fuck, your cock feels so good... Oh god, do that again," you begged, referring to the last harder thrust Taehyun had given you. He obliged, driving his hips harder into you and the sound of skin meeting skin harshly was the music to his thrusts.

He obliged, driving his hips harder into you and the sound of skin meeting skin harshly was the music to his thrusts.

Taemin seemed to have come back down to earth and you felt him stretch out next to you, leaning on one hand as his other one trailed down your body, between your breasts and over your hips to dip between your legs and tap your clit lightly.

"Tell him how it feels when he's fucking you," you heard Taemin whisper in your ear as he rubbed your clit side to side gently.

"I love it when you... Ah! When you fuck me like that, it feels so full," you moaned at Taehyun. He slowed down his thrusts to tease you.

"Oh yeah? When I fuck you like what, noona?"

"No, don't slow down please... Taehyun, please!"

He thrust into you more shallowly, only pushing the head of his cock in and out of you while Taemin pressed down harder on your clit.

"Fuck, Tae!"

"Yes?" Both Taemin and Taehyun said at the same time and laughed, then both leaned down in turn to capture your lips in their own brand of kiss.

Taehyun breathed deeply and calmed himself down, deepening his thrusts inside you but keeping them slow and steady, his hands roaming over your body. You groaned at the consistent pleasure as Taemin's fingers kept their pace on your clit as well.

"Taehyunnie, it feels so good," your moans rose in pitch and Taemin took the cue to speed up, rubbing your clit in fast, tight circles. Taehyun was eager to make you cum and canted his hips so his thrusts came in slightly upwards, pressing the head of his cock firmly against the upper wall of your pussy.

"Oh fuck, yes, just like that, oh please," you got louder and louder and Taemin pressed his other palm down at your lower abdomen.

"Harder," he told Taehyun and the younger obeyed, putting more force behind his thrusts. Taemin tapped and rubbed at your clit quickly, mercilessly bringing you over the edge as you struggled to catch your breath.

You screamed and your walls fluttered around Taehyun's cock still pistoning inside you, tightening deliciously around him.

"Noona, I'm gonna cum inside you if you do that," Taehyun whined, hips stuttering and losing their rhythm.

"Fuck Taehyunnie, yes, fill me up!"

You screamed as your orgasm was ripping through you and you dragged him along with you. You clenched impossibly hard around Taehyun's cock and with one last deep thrust, he buried himself to hilt inside you. A groan tore from his throat as his pretty features twisted in pleasure and his cock twitched inside you, spurting his load and coating your walls.

Taehyun slumped against you, forehead damp with sweat and his muscles feeling like jelly as he struggled to hold himself up. He was still cumming inside you, the tension draining off his body and into you and you absorbed it all, taking deep lungfuls of air to try and calm your racing heart. When he was finally spent, Taehyun withdrew from you with a whimper and rolled over to the side of you.

Taemin was stretched out at your head, cradling you protectively, stroking your hair as you caught your breath. He reached over and stroked Taehyun's damp grey locks as well, adjusting so that both you and Taehyun rested against his body.

You reached back for Taemin's hand, tugging him over to you and he allowed himself to be led as you pulled him in for a kiss. He trailed more down to your jaw before he nuzzled at your neck. He then leaned over to Taehyun who was laying back against him with his eyes closed, and stroked his cheek tentatively. Taehyun leaned into the touch and Taemin dipped down to place a chaste kiss on the younger's lips. He was surprised when Taehyun's hand shot up and gripped his hair to keep him from withdrawing as Taehyun kissed him back.

You felt Taemin's warmth retreat as he separated from Taehyun and you turned, searching for him, looking at him quizzically.

"I'm just going to clean up. You can stay here or come join me if you want," Taemin said quietly to the room in general.

You and Taehyun groaned but you knew you really should clean up before you nodded off, and you reluctantly got up, careful not to drip any of Taehyun's cum onto the sheets.

Taemin chuckled at your awkward walking and took your hand, leading you out of the bedroom.

"Hey, wait for me!" Taehyun's hoarse voice rang out as he hurried to catch up.

"Noona, are you okay," he asked, noticing your odd walk as well. "Did we hurt you?"

"No Taehyunnie, I'm just trying not to make a mess!"

"Oh," Taehyun scratched his neck sheepishly. "Well then here," he said simply and picked you up swiftly bridal style, following Taemin's lead to the bathroom.

Taemin started the shower and handed you and Taehyun cotton pads and makeup remover.

"You shouldn't sleep in your makeup," he said in a sing-song voice as he stepped under the water first. He started lathering himself up with disturbingly efficient movements, no doubt from endless practice of getting ready as fast as humanly possible to maximise his sleep.

You finished before Taehyun did and stepped into the shower with Taemin. Thankfully it was a walk-in with more than enough space. Taemin spun around so that you could be under the spray and kissed you gently, hands running over your wet skin and dipping between your legs. You protested but you found it difficult not to enjoy his attention to that part of you. He rinsed away Taehyun's seed from you and you couldn't help but notice that he was hard again and his fingers were not leaving your folds but getting bolder and entering you, starting a rhythm thrusting into you.

"Wait, Taemin... Fuck.. that feels so good!"

"I know, baby, I just couldn't help how gorgeous you looked all fucked out and full of Taehyun earlier," Taemin said and bit his lips as he fingered you harder.

Your moans echoed through the bathroom as Taehyun stepped in as well.

"Did I miss anything," he smirked as Taemin started curling his fingers inside of you, causing you to buckle in his arms at the pressure against your oversensitive walls.

"Not much, I got a little carried away cleaning Y/N up. Can you hold her up for me? Spread her open."

Taehyun followed without hesitation, stepping under the spray behind you and picking you up with a hand under each of your thighs. He held you with your back against his chest and spread your thighs apart wide.

"I just want to try something," Taemin said as he resumed fingering you, curving his fingers inside you to tug against that spot inside you that made the pressure build.

You couldn't take such intense stimulation so soon after cumming and you screamed, head falling back against Taehyun's shoulder.

"Oh my god, hyung, is noona going to cum again?"

"Yes, fuck yes, don't stop," you answered and begged and Taemin was happy to oblige, increasing his pace a little more and you felt the need to bear down.

"Taem-min, n-now!" You stuttered under the powerful thrusts of his wrist and he ripped his fingers from you, a strong stream of clear liquid squirting out of you onto the tiles.

"Shit, noona, what was that," Taehyun asked wide-eyed as he set you down.

"Taeminnie made me squirt," you panted as you clung to Taemin in front of you. "Sometimes for me it happens after I've been stimulated for a while or I've had an orgasm already."

"I knew you had it in you," Taemin smirked and took your bottom lip between his teeth, tugging on it teasingly before guiding you to lean against the shower wall.

"Think you can take a little more," he asked as he guided his hardened cock between your ass cheeks to rub against the fresh wetness there.

"I can, whatever you want, I need you," you begged, reaching for Taehyun as well and grasping his cock.

"Will you suck me off, noona," he asked you in a choked up moan as you stroked him, and you pulled him towards your mouth.

Taemin entered you from behind and inhaled sharply, hands gripping your hips tight and his nails digging into your skin.

"Fuck, Y/N you're so tight! Oh god, I won't last long."

"It's okay, I just want you to feel good," you reassured him and groaned when he started a fast, hard pace immediately. You braved yourself against the tiles with one hand and leaned over Taehyun's length, stroking him and taking the head of his cock into your mouth. You flicked your tongue against it and he bucked into your mouth, forcing himself deeper. Your lips pressed again your fingers still wrapped around him and you dripped your hand to massage his balls. Taehyun tipped his head back and hummed blissfully, biting his lips.

Taemin was slamming hard into you and it was a raw feeling after the orgasms you had but your body craved more and you arched your back in an attempt to take him even deeper.

"Mmm... I'm close," Taemin warned in a breathy whisper and you pushed against him, meeting him halfway. You quickened your pace on Taehyun's cock, working as much of his length as you could take and pressing the tip of it against your throat.

"Ah-shit! Oh...," unexpectedly Taehyun tensed and his cum flooded your mouth as he grabbed your shoulders to steady himself. He groaned loudly and he rolled his hips into you, milking himself between your lips.

"You really like watching, don't you," Taemin panted as he continued fucking you.

"Sh-shut up, hyung," Taehyun said shakily, smiling as he leaned heaving against the shower wall and his softening cock slipped away from your lips.

Taemin slowed down a little, thrusting hard into you and you moaned without shame at the satisfying feeling of being filled so deeply.

"I'm gonna cum, Y/N," he warned you in case you wanted him to do it anywhere else but you were more than happy to see him through.

"Yes, please Taeminnie, let go. Come on," you encouraged him and you felt him grab your hips in a vice grip as his cock spasmed inside you and his groan signalled his release.

Taehyun had stayed under the warm water enjoying the show you and Taemin were putting on for him. When Taemin shakily withdrew from you, Taehyun switched to put you under the spray while Taemin caught his breath. You reached for the shower gel to clean yourself and Taehyun off and you silently lathered each other up, smiling each time one of you caught the eyes of the other.

You rinsed off and switched with Taehyun, checking on Taemin who had calmed down enough to actually clean up. When Taehyun had rinsed, the two of you guided Taemin under the water, the two of you lathering him up. He laughed each time one of you brushed past a ticklish spot and after a quick rinse you were all ready to dry off.

Taemin rummaged in his bathroom cabinets for spare towels and after you and Taehyun were dried off, he guided you to his kitchen.

"I'm just hungry," he said simply as he pulled out a bowl of strawberries, washing them at the sink and bringing them to the counter to offer to you and Taehyun. He sat on the counter of the breakfast bar while you and Taehyun sat on the stools next to it.

It was easy and comfortable between the three of you as you chatted about nothing in particular and snacked on strawberries.

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 03:34. Paragon Building. Cheongdam-dong, Gangnam.

 "Holy shit hyung, is this the time?? My manager's going to kill me," Taehyun groaned, rushing to find his clothes in Taemin's bedroom.

You and Taemin stayed in the kitchen.

"Actually, I should probably leave as well," you said hesitantly.

"It is late, that's okay," he nodded. "Y/N, listen... I don't know about you or Taehyun, but I know that I had a really good time. And I would have definitely taken you out myself, if you wanted to. I can't promise you anything with the kind of lifestyle I have, but I do know I want to give it a shot. If you'll let me have your number," he quipped at the end.

His simple admission was endearing, you thought as you heard Taehyun cursing as he struggled to get dressed as quickly as possible.

"Thank you, Taemin, truly. I feel the same. There's just one thing though." You looked up at him nervously. "I still can't choose."

Taemin's eyebrows arched in surprise. "Interesting." He glanced towards the hall in the direction of his bedroom where his dongsaeng was zipping up his shoes. "I guess we'll have to ask Taehyun."

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Kinktober 2021 Day 31

Melt - SHINee Key

Who: SHINee Key x fem!reader

What: ⛔️smut, ice play

Word count: 1.8k

A/N: @tardisesandtitans at long last, I have delivered! I'm so sorry that it took so long! And with this final fic, Kinktober 2021 is complete. I'm glad that I didn't give up on this project when I fell behind but man am I relieved that it's over.

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"Blindfold or no?"

You paused for a moment.

"No, I want to be able to see."

"I suppose being able to see it coming is equally fun," Kibum smiled as he arranged his tools, much like a painter arranging his brushes before starting on a canvas.

He had you naked and leaning over the bed frame as he filled a chilled glass bowl next to him with ice cubes. He had made a bunch of them in different shapes. There were traditional cubes, some flatter and heart-shaped, and some larger, popsicle-shaped.

Using some small tongs to avoid chilling his fingers, Kibum picked up a heart-shaped ice cube and showed it to you. He then slowly brought it to your lips, pressing it against them until it started to melt.

You smiled lightly against the chill as Kibum looked deep into your eyes until the ice melted into thin rivulets and ran down your jaw and neck. Then he leaned in and kissed you sweetly. His warm lips on yours after the cold pinch of the ice felt heavenly and you hummed in bliss.

A perfect distraction as Kibum was grabbing another ice cube, and you gasped against his lips when you felt the edge of the cube dig into the base of your neck. Kibum held you close, his face a hair's breadth away from yours as he watched you shiver and shake while he slowly trailed the cube down the length of your spine. The concave column it formed was perfect for leading the cold droplets of water down to your lower back. Kibum held steadily onto the tongs and the ice and when you felt it dip and press into your tailbone, goosebumps bloomed all over your skin.

"It's cold," you whispered to him, "and you feel so warm..."

Instinctively you pressed yourself against him, trying to draw from his warmth to compensate for the chill he was inflicting on your skin.

"Ah-ah-ah," he said in a teasing, sing-song tone and pushed you back, circling around until he was behind you. "Stand still."

You obeyed and heard more clinking happening behind you.

"Ah! Fuck!"

It was sudden, the way he pressed two heart shaped ice cubes to your nipples. At first it felt almost as if it was heat, your nerve endings shocked by the frosty sensation until your brain realised it was actually chill. Your nipples hardened into stiff peaks and stayed that way. Cold droplets criss-crossed the expanse of skin beneath your breasts now, some dipping down to the juncture of your thighs. Kibum trailed the ice cubes over and around your nipples, sensitising the skin around them too.

When the ice melted, Kibum guided you to trade places and he sat down on the bed in front of you, within arms reach of the ice bowl.

"Now, I want you to lean over me, rest your arms on my shoulders."

You tried your luck, leaning down low and resting not your hands but your elbows on his shoulders, caging his head between your arms with your breasts right in front of his face.

Your teasing was very quickly turned against you with one smirk from him, after which he leaned in and took a nipple in between his lips.

Floods of heat throbbed in your chest and zipped down to your groin as he sucked on your sensitised nipples, his lips and tongue feeling so hot to your chilled skin. Your body shook from the sensations and Kibum's hands flew up to your hips to steady you. He laved his tongue over your nipple and sucked, teasing with the tip of his tongue all the while, then switched.

The pressure was building between your legs quicker than you thought it would and the urge to feel more, to have friction, to have pressure there rose higher. You sat down in his lap in instinct, trying to alleviate the urge.

Kibum spread his legs under you, spreading yours along with that, as he still sucked and flicked his tongue over your nipples.

You felt him reach for the ice bowl again but you didn't want to look anymore. Your eyes were shut and you were taking in the sensations he was stoking in you. Your body felt hot, as if it was trying to compensate for the cold that it was being exposed to.

You felt Kibum's hand cupping your face and you opened your eyes to look at him. The sight of him looking up at you with your nipple in his mouth made you whimper.

"This will feel very cold now," he warned and went back to sucking at your breasts. You tried to brace yourself but there was nothing that could have prepared you for the shock of a long piece of ice he dragged over your exposed pussy.

You yelped and scrambled over his lap but he held you steady with his other hand, keeping your legs spread with his. He pulled back to watch your face contorting at the overwhelming feeling of chill and relief. The cold oddly alleviated the pressure you felt but only made you more sensitive and needy.

You found yourself arching your back, seeking the popsicle shaped piece of ice and Kibum obliged, dragging it slowly over your clit. You adjusted to it quickly, and he began to tease you with it, circling around your clit, rubbing over it and over your entrance.

You weren't aware of this but your moans were getting needier and more desperate by the minute. You were rutting back and forth against the ice, unsure if you wanted more of the sensation or less.

"Do you want it inside you," Kibum drawled in your ear, noticing how much more desperately you were clinging to him and how you writhed in his lap.

"Yes! Yes, please, do it," you begged and arched your back, exposing your pussy to the chill completely, welcoming the now half-melted length of the ice piece. Kibum circled around your entrance with it, not caring about the water dripping over your thighs and his lap. He dropped the tongs he was using and took the piece in his fingers, pushing it inside you smoothly.

Once more your nerves felt shocked and the piece melted rapidly inside you as it met with your heat. The water dripped out of you, mixing with your arousal which had already seeped past your entrance.

"If I had known you'd love this so much I'd have done it way sooner," Kibum chuckled in your ear. "I can't fucking wait to be inside you."

He eased two fingers inside you smoothly, covering them in your slippery arousal and the cold water from the ice. It felt so, so warm inside you and you rutted against his hand helplessly. Every sensation, every move of his fingers inside you felt magnified

"Please, fuck me now, I need you," you begged and writhed against him without an ounce of shame.

"I couldn't wait a minute longer myself," he said gruffly as he picked you up and pushed you against the bed, than yanked his belt off and stripped out of his jeans and underwear impatiently.

You were on all fours already, obediently waiting for him and you looked back at him, not missing the way he sunk his teeth into his lower lip as his eyes were glued to your dripping pussy. He rubbed over the length of your slit with his thumb and you craved that warm feeling to soothe the lingering chill.

Kibum took his cock in hand and rubbed against your entrance once, twice, then pushed inside you slowly.

There were words somewhere in your incoherent scream but mostly, it was you thanking him for finally filling you up, warming you from the inside. His member felt so hot and hard inside you, you clenched hard around him and he hissed, not moving for a moment while he adjusted to your tightness.

You didn't want to let him go but you were grateful for him taking control and withdrawing from you, hands on your hips, then filling you back up until he was all the way inside you.

"Fuck, FUCK, please keep going, it feels so good like that," your mouth had a mind of its own and you felt like you would lose your mind if he didn't start fucking you faster right this second.

"Mmm, shit... Let's see if I can warm this dripping little cunt back up," he teased as he sped up his thrusts and kept steady grip on your hips.

You let it go entirely, trusting him with your pleasure and he delivered. His cock inside you felt even more satisfying than usual with the added sensitivity he had roused in you, and he snuck a hand around to rub at your clit. You could feel how swollen and hard it was when he touched you and you didn't care how loud your moans were getting as long as he kept fucking you.

Kibum took advantage of the deep bend in your back and rolled his hips into you, his cock sliding against the deepest places inside you that made your eyelids flutter and your eyes roll back. You wanted to tell him how good you felt, how close you felt to cumming but you couldn't, not when he was pounding into you so hard and when your brain was short-circuiting. So you just screamed and clenched so impossibly hard around his cock that he himself moaned helplessly.

"Oh my god... Fuck! Are you cumming?"

"Mmmhh! Mmhmmm.." You tried your hardest to communicate as your hands were fisting the sheets in a death grip.

Behind you, Kibum kept fucking you with fast, sharp thrusts and your walls pulsing and squeezing so tightly around him had him losing his rhythm within seconds. His fingers dug painfully hard into your sides as he slammed into you to the hilt and rolled, cock twitching as he started spurting cum inside you.

In the aftershocks of your own orgasm that felt even better, that satisfaction that he felt just as good as you did. Both of your desperate moans were dying down to blissful hums now and Kibum slipped out from you when he was finally spent. You laid down on your front and he stretched out beside you, resting his head on the small of your back.

The two of you luxuriated in the moment, nit thinking of anything else, only listening to each other's breathing normalise.

All of a sudden, your skin erupted in goosebumps. Feeling this, Kibum raised his head and chuckled.

"What's that about? I haven't touched you with the ice for a while now."

Your eyes were closed already and a smile stretched your lips.

"I know. I was just remembering it."

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Eunhyuk NSFW alphabet

GIF by me, feel free to steal

Kinktober 2021 Day 30

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

A is for awkward. He can't help it, when the post-orgasmic haze dissipates and the reality of the experience sets in, Eunhyuk withdraws slightly. He's very respectful though and will give you your privacy if you want to clean up by yourself. If you reach for him, he'll stay with you a while, lazy kisses will be placed over your skin before excusing himself politely to go clean up.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

On you it's your hips and ass. He gives me ass man vibes and his hands are glued to your hips more often than not, it cements the link between his hands holding them and his cock pounding into you. On himself it's his shoulders and chest. He's often told he has a good body line and he likes to show it off in tank tops or too-baggy sweaters which hang off his shoulder enticingly.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

Not picky at all, loves to cum anywhere you let him. Whether inside you, on your face or chest, he's happy.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Dirty secret that he's been outed for already is how much porn he watches (old E.L.F. will know). He has more shame in it now than he used to though and this will be a big secret unless you give indication that you also like porn, and he just might feel inclined to share. The fear of judgment is real with this one, so you'll have to really work at it but when he does disclose, he'll definitely use to his advantage to rile you up by sending you links to videos he thinks you'll both like.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He's 36 years old, man has been around, had his fair share of scandals and has always been known as a flirt, a social butterfly and a charmer. He definitely knows his way around the bedroom both casually and in a more committed way and you'll want for nothing with him in terms of technique.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Sitting up as you ride him or doggy style. Visual person, likes to be either watching your chest and face or your ass while he's fucking you.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Goofball on crack in everyday situations, but when he's in work mode or fuck mode he's so serious it's intimidating. He's capable of laughing off awkward moments but will quickly be back to serious and passionate again.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He's a bit old-school that way and just lets it be.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

He's been accused of this often (mainly by Donghae, but still) in that he can come across as closed off and unemotional despite his bright and comedic persona. The real Hyukjae feels vulnerable, he doesn't give his heart away nearly as easily as he gives away his dick, and intimacy is not an easy thing for him. If you do achieve it, he'll make you feel like you're the only one in the world that matters. The way he looks at you, the way he kisses you, there's a depth to it that makes you shiver.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

With his porn appetite, he has no shame in satisfying himself when you're not around. A few times a week.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Lingerie and strip tease or lap dance. He likes the sexy stuff, he likes a performance. If you give him a lap dance he'll die happy. He's a dancer and an instructor through and through, and watching the fruits of your labour in his field makes him ecstatic.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Private person and he's terrified about being actually caught but secretly does enjoy the thrill of it. He'll have sex with you in every room of his house if he's sure that no one can walk in (cough-cough Donghae) but he has a real thing for hotels. He'll take you on lots of overnight hotel or Air BnB stays even in the city, because he likes new places and the assurance that he won't be disturbed.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Compliments. Call him charming, talented, handsome - he'll be putty on your hands. He likes to feel admired and wanted and that motivates him to show you that your admiration and compliments are not misplaced.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He generally ikes to be the pursuer. If you are very pushy with your advances towards him, it's a turn off. It doesn't mean you can't make the first move, but it needs to be subtle - a lingering gaze over his body, holding his eyes for a moment longer than necessary - Eunhyuk is perceptive and he'll pick up on that.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He knows his way around it but prefers receiving. If he's in a mood to be an insufferable tease though- you are getting Oral with a capital O. Once he actually gets into it, he doesn't leave for a long time, until you've come twice or until you've at least been edged twice.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Eunhyuk is not a patient guy, he'll have patience only long enough to get you alone, and from there it's frantic making out, ripping clothes off and getting down and dirty. He's fast but not to the point of overlooking your needs. He knows to tease you to work you up, but the way he's so eager has you matching his pace most of the time anyway. He goes for fast thrusts at a good angle, very measured so no energy is wasted and he can go as long as you need him to.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He has these for breakfast. Well he rarely skips breakfast but sometimes he really will, if it means he gets to have a few extra minutes of good sex. Not having the time or the right place isn't a problem for him. Bend you over the kitchen counter, unzip his fly while you watch TV on the sofa - not a problem and he'll still have enough stamina and appetite for later when you have enough time for a proper session.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

I believe that in his younger years he was a big risk taker, but there have been a few too many scandals around him and he's been scared off of things like public or semi-public sex. However, he's also really taken to travelling abroad, including by himself, and to me that says that the risk taker in him is very much alive. If he can guarantee that he won't be caught or shamed, I think he'll take a good share of risks. Take you to dinner with a vibrator inside you and he has the remote, or take you on vacation, take a boat to an island and have sex on a secluded beach behind some rocks at night - that kind of risk he will still take and it will get his blood pumping.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

He's 36 and called the lazy dance genius, but he has no problems with stamina if he's not just come back from a concert or something. He can go for two solid rounds.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

A little bit old fashioned so he doesn't have loads of toys but he has the basics - a butt plug, vibrator and a cock ring or two, handcuffs. Most of these are used on his partner but he'll let you use cock rings on him and handcuff him when the mood is right.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Usually he's too impatient to tease much. He'd much rather get straight to business. However, sometimes he really gets in a mood to make a whole session be about teasing you and edging you. Slow kisses down your neck, spending excessive amounts of time sucking on your nipples and letting you to grind helplessly on his lap to get some relief, spending a long time between your legs licking and sucking you almost to the edge, then withdrawing with a grin while you look ready to cry or hit him.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Not very loud but he lets his noises out. Harsh breathing, grunts, moans. The better he feels, the more carnal and gorgeous his moans sound and it's a definite motivation for you to pull them from him.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

A dancer through and through. More often than not he'll be teaching you a routine or some moves and you'll start goofing off, making him position you in certain ways and getting up close to show you how to do a move and you'll bait him with looks, a lip bite here and there, bringing your body to press against his and before you know it, you're making out and clothes are flying to the floor. Sex on the floor with Eunhyuk just sort of happens and you're so used to it that rug burn and bruises to your knees don't bother you at all anymore. Not when he's pounding into you from behind fast and hard, being louder than usual because of the sheer passion that's overcome him.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

He's a good size, about average or slightly longer, nice shape and girth. You won't be wanting for anything and he really knows how to use what he's got well.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Remains on the higher side and he's not above negotiating for things like quickies or free use while you sleep if he's really needing some release.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He usually has a hard time falling asleep by himself but sex is a great remedy to this for him and he's out like a light once he's made sure you're okay and he's cleaned up.

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Kinktober 2021 Day 14

06:00 - Donghae and Eunhyuk

Who: Super Junior D&E x f!reader

What: threesome smut

Word count: 1.7k

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Small, chaste kisses crept up your shoulder to your neck. Light like the flap of a butterfly's wings but still with a promise that made something flutter in your chest and a heaviness pool low in your abdomen. Slim fingers tilted your jaw lightly to the side and your lips met lush, soft ones. Slim thighs straddled you and you turned fully onto your back to accept the pleasant weight of Hyukjae's bare torso on top of yours.

Your hand splayed on Donghae's chest beside you clenched involuntarily, nails scraping lightly against his skin and he stirred.

"Hyuk-ah, seriously," Donghae groaned, voice thick and heavy from sleep.

"I couldn't sleep," Hyukjae murmured against your lips and pressed more of his weight onto you.

You instinctively parted your thighs around his hips and he settled in between your legs, his hardness pressing against your core through his boxers. You rolled against his covered cock, humming against Hyukjae's lips as you were still sensitive from last night.

Donghae was still coming to his senses but you felt him grab your hand and pull it lower until you felt his hardened member against your fingers. Morning wood or maybe naughty dreams, you guessed as you smiled into Hyukjae's kiss. Hyuk was always a light sleeper and Donghae was always fast to wake.

You fisted Donghae's cock tightly. You knew he liked firm pressure and he hummed blissfully. At the same time you tried to drag Hyukjae's boxers down his hips with one hand. Another thing about Hyukjae, he never slept in the nude but you and Donghae did most nights.

Hyuk sighed against your lips and traced his tongue along them, asking for entrance as he helped you slip his underwear down and off. You obliged, parting your lips for him and electricity fizzled through your nerves as Hyukjae's tongue met yours slowly, gliding against it, penetrating into your mouth the same way it had done into your core last night. You whimpered, suddenly feeling so weak under him. Hyukjae was never all that rough or domineering, it was that raw emotion in his kisses and his movements that made you weak for him. The raw emotion he struggled to ever put into words.

Both of you now bare, you felt him roll his hips into you, his member teasing between your folds, still slippery from last night.

"God, you're still so wet from us," he whispered over you and you felt your consciousness slip into a pool of heavenly bliss. It must have shown on your face because Hyukjae didn't wait for any further invitation, taking his member in hand to rub against your slick entrance and wet himself then pushing inside you slowly, fully, to the hilt.

A keening moan broke from you as he filled you, it was too much and not enough all at once. You were still wet and sensitive from last night and the friction of Hyukjae's cock along your walls was an exquisite torture. For a moment there was a hint of pain but as he thrust once, then twice, it fizzled into a sharp pleasure that you couldn't get enough of.

"Shhh, babe, take it easy," Donghae murmured at your side, propping himself up on his elbows and leaning over to capture your lips in a hungry kiss. His hard dick twitched in your hand and you squeezed him tightly, stroking him slowly from base to tip. He groaned into your mouth and sunk his teeth into your bottom lip.

The blue hour before sunrise was fading and the first pink streaks were creeping across the sky outside. The darkness was lifting and you could see the broad planes of Donghae's chest and the elegant lines of Hyukjae's shoulders more clearly as they shifted around you.

Donghae was now sitting on his heels in front of you while Hyukjae was entering you smoothly from behind. You kept on stroking Donghae's cock and leaned in to wrap your lips around the tip. Even though you couldn't see too clearly, the way it was so smooth against your tongue told you that Donghae was as hard as it got and raring for your attention. You could FEEL the tension of his swollen cock as it pushed past your lips and you enveloped it.

Donghae groaned lewdly and bucked his hips into your mouth, rolling them forward as he knew you could take it. You bobbed over his length, feeling it brush against the back of your throat and you relaxed your jaw, taking him as deep as you could.

Behind you Hyukjae was driving you insane. His thrusts were too slow, too shallow and you knew he was teasing you, the head of his cock catching at your opening with every pass until you moaned loudly around Donghae in your mouth.

"Come on baby, please," you whined as you pulled away from Donghae's length. You didn't often call Hyukjae that, only when you were getting desperate. Hyukjae smiled behind you and rolled his hips in tiny circles, easing just his tip in and out of you. You inwardly cursed at his precise movements and the way he used his skills just to torture you.

It was the most gratifying thing when Hyukjae finally withdrew and then pushed forward, thrusting inside you all the way to the hilt. You backed up against him and pushed him as deep as he could go, both of you moaning in a way that made Donghae's head spin.

"Is it good, jagi," Donghae cooed at you as you sucked him in again, his fingers trailing soothingly through your hair. You hummed around his dick in agreement, flicking your tongue against the ridges underneath his crown.

"Ahh fuck... Hyuk-ah, come on now, I need a turn inside her too," Donghae pleaded, his grip on your hair tightening.

"You'll get your turn," Hyukjae murmured, fucking into you smoothly, "just as soon as I can cum inside her".

You whimpered at the veiled promise, arching underneath Donghae's hands in your hair and Hyukjae's on your hips.

"Here then, let's help you along," Donghae said to both of you and pulled out of your mouth, scooting over to kneel beside you and his best friend. You felt fingers slide over the juncture of your thighs and find a rhythm over your clit in time with Hyukjae's deep thrusts. You clenched around the cock inside you at the added stimulation, arms weak and failing you as you dropped down onto your elbows. The angle sent Hyukjae even deeper inside you, rolling firmly against the upper wall of your pussy. Sloppy sounds came from Donghae's fingers working you as you had got so wet you had dripped around Hyukjae's cock and down onto your clit. You tightened up even more, your smooth walls squeezing Hyukjae and his hips stuttered, his quiet moans taking on the tone that signalled he was close.

Donghae stretched his hand so that the tips of his fingers still rubbed at your clit while the rest of his palm cupped and caressed the base of Hyukjae's cock and his sac every time he fucked into you.

"Donghae-yah!! Yes... FUCK!"

Hyukjae's fingers dug harshly into your hips and he dragged you onto his cock as it started pulsing and he was spilling inside you. He loved filling you and he rolled his hips again, thrusting as deep as he could get to fill you up just the way he liked. You had been so close, your walls fluttering and squeezing around him in an attempt to bring on an orgasm from the sweet friction of his movements.

It was just out of reach though as you felt Hyukjae withdraw from you. He always denied you with a smirk when he knew you were worked up and Donghae hadn't had a turn yet.

Donghae didn't waste any time and turned you onto your back, his weight sinking on top of you as he settled in between your legs, entering you quickly. Hyukjae had filled you up so deep that nothing was spilling out. You moaned loudly at being penetrated again and you arched into Donghae's sculpted body above you.

"I'm so close, Donghae come on! Fuck me," you begged him, having been close to the edge for a while now.

"I'm not gonna last long, your mouth felt so good earlier," Donghae growled and drove into you hard. You met him thrust for thrust as best you could, teasing and raising your hips upwards. You loved it when he got a little rough with you and you sunk your teeth into his muscled shoulder, muffling your moans.

Next to you Hyukjae was still catching his breath, stroking himself lightly for a little bit of overstimulation as he watched Donghae fuck you.

"You look so gorgeous when you're about to cum," he purred and bit his full bottom lip, then leaned over to you and turned your face towards his to kiss you. He kissed slowly, teasingly, in contrast with Donghae's hard thrusts. He continued stroking himself as his other hand trailed down to stimulate your nipples, tweaking them between his fingertips as you got louder.

Donghae pulled back and sat up, thrusting into you deeply at an angle as he snuck a hand between your bodies to rub at your clit. Your desperate whimpers told him you were ready to fall off the edge and he didn't hold back, driving his full length into you. The pressure of him so deep and the feeling of his cock throbbing inside you pulled you into your climax harshly and you clenched around him, moans spilling out of you shamelessly.

Hyukjae left your lips and settled for suckling at your neck, still playing with your breasts as you were cumming under him and Donghae.

"Oh yessss," Donghae came with a hiss, spilling inside you finally and his beautiful features clenched with the tension, his hands shaking where he still held your hips tightly. He withdrew from your when he was spent, rolling over to lie at your other side.

You calmed down enough to realise that Hyukjae hadn't stopped marking up your neck and playing with your nipples yet. Then you felt Donghae's fingers trail low at your abdomen and down to brush against your sensitive clit. He raised himself up and leaned over to capture the nipple that Hyukjae wasn't playing with into his mouth.

"You want to go again, don't you." It was more of a statement from you than a question.

Hyukjae and Donghae both mhhmm-ed in unison, their mouths still occupied.

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Kinktober 2021 Day 10 -

Do You Really Care? TXT Taehyun

Who: TXT Taehyun/f!reader

What: 🛑🔞Smut. Hard dom!Taehyun, choking, bit of angst. TW: toxic relationship. Dead dove, do not eat

Word count: 996

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Sometimes you wondered how Taehyun really felt about you. His elegant fingers caressed the piano keys with more tenderness and more reverence than they ever caressed you. In fact they rarely ever caressed you at all.

You never were one for that much tenderness or romance. This thing was only temporary, a way for you to get an itch scratched and Taehyun to have a way to go to sleep at night. You weren't friends. You weren't lovers. The only time Taehyun ever caressed you was when you were falling apart from exhaustion, screaming out in pain or clawing at him for breath.

The piano made a sour note and a thud echoed in the studio. Taehyun was angry again. You had listened to him go over the same segment in different variations over the past hour. You made no move to approach him or to leave. That's how things went now.

You watched him as he walked over to you, eyes burning into yours. Your t-shirt was pulled over your head and tossed aside, your skirt shoved to your ankles and your stockings ripped into shreds. You never dressed nicely anymore or bothered with lingerie. Taehyun ripped through it all anyway. Your underwear joined your other clothes in two pieces on the floor.

"Taehyunnie...," your voice, small and unsure, barely rose above the sound of him manhandling you over the desk, notebooks and pens clattering away. Slim fingers raked and grabbed at your hair painfully as your face was pushed into the desk.

"I've told you not to call me that," Taehyun's words fanned over you calmly, too calmly. You felt his fingers at your pussy, rubbing at your entrance. You were always needy these days, always a little bit wet. You never knew how Taehyun really felt about you, but you knew how you felt about him.

"You're always ready for me," he said quietly, two fingers entering you with no preamble and starting to piston in and out of you. Your only response was a long moan and your back arching under him as he fingered you roughly.

"You don't need much, do you," Taehyun remarked as he turned you around, laying you down on the desk and spreading your legs wide around his. He unbuttoned his jeans and shoved them down only far enough to take his cock out. It sprung out with force, as if he had been sporting a hard-on for some time. Taehyun's hands slid over your body to roughly grab at your breasts and you arched into his hands gasping.

Sex with Taehyun was a quiet affair on his part most of the time. He would fuel you with quiet teasing statements but you couldn't help feeling like an instrument, there for him to pluck and play. When his cock entered you you sang for him like always, until you felt cool fingers at your neck closing brutally. Not just at the sides but pressing down on your airway. This was not a punishment or a request to be quiet. This was Taehyun showing you he owned you.

His hips slammed into yours hard and deep, not too fast, as he allowed you time to feel the full impact of each thrust before the next.

"Ah!" You gasped for air as he released your neck momentarily, hands digging into your hips instead.

One of those rare moments of his tenderness surprised you as he then trailed his hands on both sides of your waist, caressing your skin with his thumbs. Something caught in your chest but the next moment he was raising and bending your leg back to get even deeper inside you and his strong hands were back at your throat.

"I'm going to fill you up, Y/N. You'll take it well, won't you? And you can't scream, can't have anybody hearing us now," his quiet voice glided over you as his hands squeezed with a force that was out of sync with his gentle way of speaking. You couldn't breathe at all and you didn't try. That blissful moment where you were suspended between breaths was like euphoria. The little tinge of panic, of not knowing when you could have your next inhalation was always what got you over the edge.

Your walls tightened around Taehyun's cock pistoning inside you and he groaned, squeezing you even harder and you felt the pressure build up uncomfortably in your head. Practically a learned reflex by now.

The next moment you were cumming around him, without a sound as you couldn't even move your vocal cords from Taehyun's grip. With one last hard thrust that felt almost painful he spasmed inside you, flooding your walls with his cum as a rush of breath left him along with all the tension in his body.

His grip loosened and you took deep lungfuls of precious air, your heart hammering in your chest. It felt so good to breathe again that your body twisted unconsciously, impaling you onto Taehyun's cock while he still pumped his seed into you.

As soon as he was done he pulled out of you, cleaning himself up quickly and pulling his jeans back up. Before you could sit up, you heard the sound of his backpack zippers and then the door of the studio opened and closed.

You were still laying on his desk, naked, catching your breath with his cum dripping out of you.

Maybe Taehyun didn't really care about you, you thought as you sat up sluggishly, searching for your clothes and tissues to clean up with. You couldn't find your panties that he'd ripped but you thought it was just as well, they were ruined anyway. He wasn't coming back and with heaviness in your chest you put your shoes on to leave. That's when you spotted a small bag by the door that hadn't been there earlier. He'd left you the keys to the studio and a clean pair of underwear.

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Kinktober Day 17

Teach Me - SHINee Minho

Who: SHINee Minho x f!reader

What: mutual masturbation, smut 🔞⛔

Word count: 1,653

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- "I think I'm ready to try something," you say to Minho

- you've been dating for a couple of months and he hasn't brought up the question of getting physical at all.

- steamy makeout sessions have definitely been happening, but he waits for you to take the next step no matter how turned on he is

- today is one of those times, as your kisses have been getting more and more daring and you've been nipping at his neck, your hands tentatively unbuttoning the top buttons of his shirt

- "You're sure," he asks, eyes heated and his voice tense from arousal

- "Just go REALLY slow," you say, continuing to undo his shirt until it parts, leaving Minho's gorgeous toned torso bare in front of you

- Minho searches your eyes and reaches for your shirt

- you nod and help him lift it over your head

- "I want to see you," you whisper. "All of you."

- Minho smiles and shrugs his shirt off, taking off his jeans as well and sitting back down next to you

- "What else do you want to see," he teases, hand casually resting on the waistband of his boxers

- "I want to see you take those off and I want to see you feel good," you say, making no move to touch him

- Minho looks at you puzzled but removes his underwear as well, reclining back in all his nude glory

- your eyes follow his abs down to his hipbones, the chiseled lines leading down to his manhood like a landing strip

- he's quite hard already and when he wraps his hand around his cock, it stands up even more

- "You want to see me feel good?"

- you nod

- "You want me to masturbate in front of you?"

- the words are teasing and heated, part Minho's surprise at such a voyeuristic and unusual request for the first time seeing him fully naked, and part wanting to flaunt for you and entice you

- you nod again

- Minho wraps his hand around his cock again, eyes never leaving your face, and he starts to stroke himself slowly

- his skin erupts in goosebumps and his breath hitches as you watch him

- you lick your lips and swallow, your own breathing becoming uneven

- watching Minho like this, aroused and pleasuring himself as you told him to has you feeling almost uncomfortably turned on and you squirm in your seat

- you want to touch him, you want to kiss him, make him feel even better

- "Can I try," you ask, already reaching for him

- Minho nods quickly and hisses as your fingers join his around his shaft

- you moan involuntarily at the heat of the moment and the feel of his cock in your hand for the first time

- he's so hard but the skin is smooth, pliable under your hand and you instinctively stroke him nice and firm, from base to tip. It just looks like it would feel nice for him

- and it does, judging by the groans now leaving Minho's lips and the bucking of his hips into your hand

- "Oh god, I want to see you too," he whispers roughly, "I want to touch you"

- you can't stand it anymore, you want something too

- you release Minho for a moment to strip out of the rest of your clothes until you're just as naked as he is

- "Touch yourself," Minho says and stops the strokes, his cock standing at attention and craving the stimulation, the head glistening with precum

- you don't answer immediately

- "I want to watch you touch yourself at the same time as me," Minho tells you and leans back to give you an even better view

- "You know I haven't done this before..." you trail off, suddenly less confident

- "I'll tell you what to do, it's okay," Minho reassures, starting to slowly stroke himself again. "It will feel good, I promise"

- "I trust you," you tell him and try to get comfortable, bending one leg away from your body and letting the other come off the edge of your seat, spreading yourself in front of him

- "Oh I can see how wet you are already," Minho smiles, biting into his lip as his eyes narrow at you like a fox teasing a hound

- you have no comeback, face turning away from him in embarrassment but you don't close your legs

- "Keep watching me," Minho commands, turning the tables on you. "And follow what I tell you"

- you look back at him and your lips part at the sight of him, pleasuring himself as his eyes fixate on your pussy spread in front of him

- "Stroke between the lips a little, feel how wet you are," he instructs and you follow

- you slowly and gently slide your middle finger in between your lips, feeling the slippery dampness aiding your way as you brush over your opening. It's the wettest there and as you move your finger back up, you pick up more slickness which you inadvertently spread to your clit as well

- the feeling makes you want to do it again, even if you're not sure whether it feels good yet

- and so you rub yourself again, up and down slowly, until your wetness clinging to your fingers starts to make lewd sounds

- Minho drinks them up greedily, his hand over his cock speeding up and the precum leaking from his tip adds to the sounds your fingers are making

- "Mmm, you're so wet baby, it's so hot to hear that... You look so good right now," the words leave him effortlessly. "Now I want you to rub your clit. Just with your fingertips, in little circles or side to side if you want, whichever feels nicer"

- you do as he says, using the tip of your middle finger to circle around your clit

- at first it's clumsy, uneven, but you're so aroused and you just want something more

- touch-starved, you find some kind of rhythm, something between the circles and rubbing side to side that Minho suggested and it starts to feel good

- your breathing comes out in pants and hisses and you seem to lose control over your muscles somehow

- your thighs tense, your hips rolling into your own hand

- Minho watches you as he strokes himself fast and hard

- he knows you're feeling it as your fingers quicken on your clit and your expression twists into pleasure

- you feel as if you're burning under his gaze but you can't help it, he looks so erotic, so turned on by watching you that you can't help continuing your motions

- in the back of your mind you're aware that you're performing for him, in a way

- "Do you want something inside you, beautiful?"

- you bite your lip at his question, nodding frantically at him

- "Let's see just how wet you are," he says as he scoots closer, hand still working his cock as he reaches for you with the other

- you feel his finger rubbing in between your folds, getting covered in your slickness before he presses down into your opening

- the stretch feels both strange and as if you would die if he stopped now, if your moans were any indication

- it feels euphoric to finally have something inside you and you feel tears pricking in your eyes as Minho carefully slides his finger all the way inside you, then withdraw until just the tip of it remains inside your warmth

- "Don't lose the pace on your clit, I'm just helping you along," he says as his strokes on his cock get faster as well

- he teases himself for a few moments, circling the crown of his cock, and you can't help thinking that you are far more ready to go all the way with Minho now and next time you might even initiate the event

- his finger pumping inside you feels too good, he is rubbing against places inside you that feed right into the stimulation on your clit, creating wave after wave of pleasure as it all builds up inside you

- you glance at his cock and he seems so hard, nearly ready to burst, and you don't miss the way the veins on his arm become more prominent with the pressure he is putting into his strokes now

- you shut your eyes, focusing only on the pleasure circulating in your groin as your lips fall open once again

- one of the pleasurable waves feels that little bit too intense and your walls flutter around Minho's finger pumping inside you

- you tense up, unprepared, but you can't stop and you rub your clit quickly as the pleasure pulses through you

- you can feel your pussy clenching on Minho's finger and he adds a second one inside you

- the added stretch pushes you over the edge and you feel heat spread through your entire body

- your walls clench around the fingers inside you uncontrollably, contracting and releasing and you moan unabashedly

- Minho feels you clenching on his fingers and the sight of you falling apart from your own touch and his has him sweating

- "Minho... Is that... Is that what it feels like?"

- your breathless question has his eyes falling shut as he keeps his fingers inside you, gently pressing in and out as you ride out your orgasm

- "Fuck, babe... I think so..."

- his words barely come out as his cock twitches and pearly droplets shoot out onto your thigh

- you watch him in the aftershocks of your high

- his entire body relaxes and his hand falls away from his cock, his head tipping back onto the back of the sofa

- Minho looks up at the sudden weight pressing on his lap

- "Hello lovely," he smiles and pulls you in for a kiss

- "Do you think we could do it again tonight?"

- Minho doesn't answer you, instead his smile just gets wider and he picks you up, carrying you towards the bathroom as you yelp