#txt x reader smut

[mixtape-racha]

like a virgin | choi soobin

you'd been together for so long, so why did soobin feel like an overwhelmed virgin every time he fucked you? // 18+, minors dni

words: 1.20k // warnings: dom!soobin, size difference, reader is described as short and petite, reader gets called "bunny", oral (m. receiving), horse cock soobin agenda

a/n: based on this request by 🎡 anon!! i hope you enjoy! ♡

choi soobin was many things, but inexperienced was not one of them. it seemed everyone and their mother - sometimes quite literally - wanted nothing more than to cum on the cock of the nerd of a man down the street, and it truly did wonders for his confidence and abilities in bed.

so by the time he met you, juniors in college, both ancient greek history majors, he was well aware that he could ravish anyone who wanted it in bed. he just wasn’t expecting that anyone to be you. you, with your pretty face, and charming disposition. you, who - despite your protests and detest for the word - was “popular” on campus; friends with almost all cliques, never sticking to one social class or friendship group. you, y/n l/n.

when you approached him at a party, slightly buzzed, face flushed and a beer in hand, he was surprised to say the least. but that was nothing compared to how he felt when you told him you wanted him, wanted him more than you’d ever wanted anything. and not just in bed - oh no - you wanted all of him. the lazy mornings after a party, the impromptu dates because your class got canceled, the late-night coffee runs when you were studying for finals. it took all the alcohol in your system to gain the courage to come up to him and ask him on a date, but he was so, so thankful you did.

soon after, you started officially dating. soobin was over the moon to have bagged someone as perfect as you, and you were just thrilled that he actually liked you back, too. it was just a bonus that the sex was amazing, too. the first time you saw soobin’s cock, you eyes nearly bulged out of your head in shock. he was huge, and you were in absolute disbelief. you even had to take a moment to express your concerns to him that he would fit inside of you, which he just chuckled at - and soon proved you wrong. he had you creaming on his cock, drooling and eyes rolling back within minutes.

it was pretty much from that moment that an innate feeling woke deep within soobin. seeing your struggle to take him had him throbbing, and it even developed to the point that he’d get hard whenever someone mentioned your height difference. being a foot taller than you, and just so much bigger in every way, send him on a complete power trip. 

most of all, you loved watching how he fell apart when you sucked him off. something about him towering over you while you were on your knees had you dripping, so you couldn’t even begin to imagine how he felt.

he was sitting on the couch watching a shitty tv show that you didn’t understand how he found funny when you got bored, moving from your spot curled under his arms. he was confused, reaching out for you when you got up, his perfect lips forming a pout that almost had you going straight back to him. but instead you grabbed a cushion, placing it on the floor before nestling yourself between his legs. soobin had a habit of manspreading, so that gave you ample opportunity to seat yourself and rest your head on his plush thigh.

he honestly didn’t even question it, just resting a hand on your head and fussing with your hair occasionally. he was used to you putting yourself in odd positions for comfort, and just assumed the couch was hurting your back or something. of course, that soon changed when you swiveled around, facing him and looking up at him with those big doe eyes he loved.

“you okay down there, pretty?” he asked softly, eyes flitting between you and the tv screen which caused you to whine softly. “oh, you need attention, yeah? got yourself all comfy down there hoping i’d give you what you want?”

you nodded, the fabric of his jeans providing a strange comfort on your skin, and he grinned, eyes crinkling slightly. he thought you were so adorable, his perfect little bunny. and how could he deny you what you so desperately wanted? with a slight nod of his head and a tap of his thigh, you almost became rabid with the way you began clawing at his jeans, desperate to pull them down.

he was already half hard in his boxers just at your enthusiasm, hissing with his lip tucked between his lips as you pulled him out of his confines, too overwhelmed to even pull his jeans or boxers off properly.

you were always surprised by how big soobin really was, even half-hard. maybe caught off guard was better, but nonetheless it always made you wonder if you could fit him in any of your holes - although, clearly you could. you couldn’t help the way you licked your lips, wanting nothing more than for him to stuff himself in your throat, but you knew he’d make you work for that. so you settled for kitten licking the tip while looking up at him to watch his reaction.

he hissed at the contact, hips itching to buck up at the way you looked so at home between his legs. as much as he wanted to tell you to stop, to give you a night purely filled with your pleasure in mind only, he knew that you enjoyed giving head almost as much as - if not more - he enjoyed getting it.

you were quick to take as much of him as you could into your mouth, stretching your jaw as much as you could to fit around his impressive girth. he let out a low groan, head lolling back on the couch as you swallowed around him, wrapping your hands around the second half of his length that you couldn’t fit in your mouth.

you looked so small and delicate below him that soobin couldn’t help but wrap his fingers through your hair, guiding your head up and down his length. it took everything in him to not buck up into your mouth, not wanting to make you choke - even though it would be so fucking hot.

“fuck angel, feel like i’m gonna hit your lungs if im not careful.” he moaned, the idea making your eyes roll to the back of your head as you began grinding on the pillow below you, needing any form of release you could get. it felt like you had no more room in your throat, soobin’s cock taking up any space available. you hummed softly, the vibrations making his hips buck involuntarily, which in turn made you gag around him. he was quick to pull his length from your mouth, looking down at you in concern even when you whimpered and tried to go back.

“oh, come here, pretty,” he cooed, lifting you onto his lap, which you happily accepted. you straddled yourself on his thick thigh, instantly rocking your hips just like how you were on the pillow. he was so enamored with you, and he knew if he didn’t have you creaming on his cock in the next 5 minutes he might go insane.

“let me fuck you dumb, yeah?”

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[hyukalyptus]

a coincidence — rockstar!yeonjun x fem!reader

cw. rockstar!yeonjun x audiencemember!reader, chubby!reader implied, fem!reader, mentions of alcohol, oral (m. receiving), sex (condoms mentioned <3), roleplaying(?), orgasm denial, lmk if there's more. notes. this is part of @napofamoon's growing pain rock band!au collaboration :D thank you @nightlyawnzz for being a beta reader :3 and thank you angie for that one line of dialogue (didn't know if you wanted to like not be tagged lol), not super well edited, smut under cut <3 wc. 2.8K

Who is that? Yeonjun’s seen hundreds—thousands—of pretty girls at his concerts. But no one’s ever truly made an impression. Every once in a while, there’d be one that barely stuck out from the crowd, but nothing ever stuck. After a while, the crowds started getting blurry. Has performing become a bit boring for him? Maybe. There wasn’t a spark anymore. No reason to perform. 

But you…you immediately caught his eye. A bright star in a sea of dull strangers—smiling, drinking, dancing to the music, having a blast. You looked fun, exciting, flirty. And he wanted—needed—to get to know you. But first, he needed to get your attention. 

He’s cool, casual with his bass; he’s a natural. The way he moves with the music, pouty lips singing under his breath along with the frontman, the stage lights sparkling in his eyes—it didn’t take much focus for him to nail every song. 

So he decided to have a bit of fun tonight. Moving a bit more, putting on a bit more of a show than usual, getting closer to the edge of the stage without being too obvious. All to get your attention. So why won’t you look at him? Just a bit closer and maybe…

Bingo. 

You’ve locked eyes and there’s that something he’s been looking for. Something he’s been looking for for a while. That spark. That reason to put on a bit of a show. 

And you could tell. You were just as into it as he was. 

Watching his every move—flirting without crossing a line, giving him seductive looks, dancing in his direction. It was fun. It was thrilling. That unspoken desire between two strangers—and one of them admires the other before they’ve even met? How scandalous, hm? The tension grew and grew until—

“Thank you everyone; good night!”

But…what do you do now? How could he find you later? Oh, why didn’t he slip the security guard his number to give to you? Where are you? No, no, no, don’t leave. 

There was nothing he could do; the lights were dim, the curtain was drawn, the crowd was spilling out the front door. You never left his mind, though. Not when he put his bass in its case, not when he zipped his hoodie up to leave, not when he plopped down on his hotel bed, never. 

Desperately trying to get you off his mind, he heads down to the hotel bar. Oh, how pathetic is this? A world-famous rock star sitting alone at a hotel’s bar sipping a whiskey feeling sorry for himself? Over what? Some girl? 

Please don’t sit there…he begs silently watching a strange figure take the seat in the bar stool next to him. Despite the need for alone time, he couldn’t help but glance over at the sound of your—

“Just a vodka soda, please.” 

Oh, shit. It’s you. What does he do? Why are his hands so sweaty? When did he turn into such a loser? Getting this worked up over a girl. He needs to get your attention again, but he doesn't want to come off too pushy. You’re here alone too and maybe you wanna keep it that way. 

Fuck it. 

He clears his throat, cooly-maybe-not-so-cooly saying, “I saw you in the audience.” Just as you planned. Well, sort of. You didn’t mean to run into him. Glancing across the room at the hotel you were staying in to see that hot bassist sitting alone at the bar was pure luck. 

But you need to keep it cool. Don’t be too…weird. Just a simple glance and gentle nod is enough. 

“Did you enjoy the show?” He asks, knowing your answer. He could see your desire just as much as you could see his, but you weren’t gonna give in just yet. You nod again, adding a quiet hum. “Are you from around here or…?” Should he move a bit closer? Sure. Should he brush your knee with his fingertips? Why not? Oh, they give you goosebumps. You don’t pull away or even flinch. You’re welcoming this. 

“No, I’m here on business. That’s why I’m, you know, at a hotel right now.”

“Right.” He pauses, like he has to think of the next thing to say, “I’m Yeonjun, by the way. But you already knew that.”

“And what makes you think that?”

“No reason,” he snarks. “Just that you bought a ticket to my show.”

“As if,” you roll your eyes. “I was bored and the show was right down the street.” Lie. All of this was lies. Of course you were a fan. Both of you knew that. 

“So you got front-row seats from a scalper then?”

Now it’s time for some fun. Turning toward him, you introduce yourself, face inching closer and closer, his hand sneaking up higher on your thigh, your heartbeat getting faster with each millimeter. You maintain your confidence best you know how, but you must admit, he’s intimidating. Is it that way he unapologetically stares at your body? The way he’s flirting with a fan after a show? The way his lips look like they’d perfectly wrap around your—

“Do you always find fans to flirt with after the show?” 

“No. Never,” he chuckles, shaking his head. “But you’re so…” he tucks some fallen hair behind your ear, eyes roaming your face, “gorgeous. I haven’t stopped thinking about you in the audience. Then boom, here you are at my hotel’s bar. Must be fate.”

“Or a coincidence.” 

Both resorting to a shrug, there’s tension in the air like you’ve never felt. It’s excruciating. He’s leaning closer to you, oh, what was he about to say?

“I saw you watching me,” he whispers right against your ear—close enough to feel his breath. Fuck, he’s good. This is gonna be fun. And you’re gonna be a brat. At least for a little. 

“I was watching all five of you,” you say, adding an annoying eye roll for good measure. 

“Nope,” he says, sitting back and smiling like he knows a secret of yours. Which he may. “Only me.” 

“So what if I was?” You narrow your eyes at him. You weren’t gonna break eye contact now. You can’t. But he doesn’t expect you to keep it. He expects you to cower and blush like everyone always does. But you don’t. And he likes that. “I’m waiting.”

“Makes me wonder what else you wanna watch me do is all.”

“Like what?” 

“I dunno,” he chuckles. “You tell me. You were the one that couldn’t stop staring at me.”

That jerk. That stupid fucking jerk. Looking at him with heavy-lidded eyes, you glance down at his lips—side note: jesus fucking christ they look delicious but that’s beside the point right now—and lean in as close as you can without touching him. Parting his own lips, he tilts his head just barely and closes his eyes. 

“Aw, you’re so cute.” You giggle. “You thought I was gonna kiss you?”

While you’re watching him retreat, defeated at his own game, he runs his fingers through his messy black hair. 

“So you think I’m cute?” 

Let’s give in now. “No.” You stand, taking a deep breath and walk behind him, sliding your hands down his chest, bending to meet his ear to whisper, “I think you’re fucking sexy.” 

Goosebumps—but this time, they’re on him. Has anyone ever done this to him before? Let’s take it one step further. You bite his ear lobe gently and he sighs, your name falling out of his lips breathlessly. 

“Hm?”

“Come upstairs with me,” he whispers. 

Another step further. Sliding your hand up the back of his neck, you grip some of his hair, tugging it harshly, his eyes widening as he hisses. 

“Don’t tell me what to do.”

“Will you come upstairs with me? Please.”

Turning him around in his barstool, you stand between his legs, his eyes roaming up and down your body. “I thought you’d never ask.” 

It was all a blur as he took you upstairs—heading straight for the elevator, pushing you against the wall to finally crash his lips into yours, hands roaming your body trying to decide what part of it to grab onto. The ding of the elevator snaps you out of it before stumbling down the hallway to his room. 

When he finally gets the door open and the door slams behind you, he’s gentler, like he wants to take his time with you. But you don’t. You drag him toward the bed and push him to the mattress to straddle his hips. Wrapping his hands around your waist, his hands slip under the skirt of your dress to squeeze and squeeze and squeeze. 

Lifting off him, you lift your dress over your head as he eyes your pretty white lace lingerie while he smirks to himself. Fuck, he looks hot when he bites his lip like that. And, god, you need his shirt off. Tugging at it, you rock your hips back and forth to shimmy it off while he stays laying down. Hands on bodies, breath heavy, lips on each other’s…god, this was fun. 

He flips you to your back, pressing his lips to your chest, trailing kisses over your collarbone. Pushing your face to the side to access your neck, he covers it in sloppy, wet kisses. 

Since when was your bra so uncomfortable? And since when was it such a cock blocker? With that out of the way, his lips find your nipples, sucking harshly, but licking them to soothe the stings. Tugging at the waistband of his joggers, you can’t stop begging him to fuck you. 

“Don’t tell me what to do,” he says, mimicking your tone from earlier.

“Please, Yeonjun—” you gasp at the feeling of his finger gliding over your clit slowly—slower than anyone’s ever touched you before. But it’s amazing. “Will you please fuck me?” 

“Not yet,” he whispers. Standing to pull his pants and boxers down in one motion, he looks over your body. Oh, what was he gonna do with you and everything your body has to offer? Put you on your knees so he can cum all over your full tits? Fuck you from behind so he can see your ass jiggle? Fuck you in missionary so he can see your tits and tummy jiggle while he squeezes your thighs? There’s too many options to pick from.

But before he can make the decision, you crawl over to the foot of the bed, making a big show of it before reaching for his hips. Wrapping your hands around his hips to squeeze his ass, you pull him closer, kissing the tip of his cock. You were going to be the death of him. But you haven’t even tasted him yet. Glancing up at him through your eyelashes, you finally sink down on him completely. 

And fuck do you feel good. 

Fingers fumbling through your hair as he tries to steady himself, his head falls back to let out the most beautiful moan you’ve ever heard from a man. He whispers your name. 

“What?” You look at him, your lips forming a pout while you wait for an answer. He responds with a simple eyebrow raise. “You said my name,” you say matter-of-factly. “What is it?”

“Don’t tease me.”

“What are you gonna do about it?” 

Hooking his hands behind your knees, he pulls to flip you on your back while you let out a yelp. He boxes you in with his elbows, dragging his teeth over one of your nipples while you grip his hair, back arching to meet his mouth. He covers you in kisses. You don’t think anyone’s ever kissed you this much. Nothing will ever be enough after this. 

As he makes his way down, your legs fall over his shoulders, showering your thick thighs with kisses. Using his mouth to put the smallest amount of pressure on your clit over your thong, he makes you whine and involuntarily grind against his chin, trying to relieve any tension. But he’s not giving in either. Backing away, he chuckles at you. That jerk. Why does he have to be such a jerk?

“Don’t do that to me,” you say. Eyes dark, he takes the waistband of your thong between his teeth, pulling them down slowly, letting them drag over your skin. Kneeling between your thighs, he keeps that spine-tingling eye contact as he rubs his tip over your center. That sends a jolt through your body, letting your brain finally catch up with your body. 

“Will you wear a condom?”

Nodding, he quickly rustles through his suitcase messily splayed across the floor. Ripping the condom open with his teeth, he starts to roll it down himself, which is a glorious sight. And he can tell the effect it has on you. You smirk, glancing up at his eyes—eyes that are sparkling back at you. 

“Eyes on my cock, baby.”

Fine by you. Sliding it down so slowly, you’re entranced. He knows exactly what he’s doing. 

One hand pressing on your hip, the other lining himself up with your pussy, he pushes himself inside you, your eyes rolling back and he groans in your ear. Short shallow breaths grace your skin as he thrusts fast and hard, just like you wanted. 

Bodies rocking together, he stares at your tits bouncing with his movements. Your nails start dragging down his back, but he quickly pulls out to turn you over, lifting you by your hips to bring you on all fours, your ass on full display. He spanks you, hard enough that your cheek will be pink tomorrow morning. 

Pressing on your lower back to deepen the arch, he thrusts into you again. With your face squished against the mattress, his hands dig into the fat of your hips to hold you in place. The fire in your stomach roars, legs trembling, muscles weak. He yanks you up by your hair—you were hoping he’d do that—to press your back to his chest, letting you feel how heavy he's breathing. 

“Don’t cum yet,” he says.

“Who said I was close?”

That evil laugh makes your eyes roll. “I can feel it.” Well, you can’t really argue with that. He was right. “Don’t.”

“You really like telling me what to do, huh?”

He snakes his hand in front of you to circle your clit, turning your whines to whimpers, desperately fighting the urge to let yourself go. What would happen if you did let yourself cum, though? It might be exciting to find out, hm? But being told what to do and when is just as exciting.

Grabbing his arm, your nails dig into his skin. He releases your hair, pushing you to the mattress roughly, face pressed against the mattress. Fists full of bed sheets, his hands spread across your ass, skin spilling through his fingers. 

It’s getting increasingly difficult to hold it together—the only thing letting you is knowing how good you must be making him feel if he’s making noises like that. 

“Yeonjun,” you gasp, his speed increasing. “Please.” The way he grunts tells you he’s close too, but he doesn’t plan on holding back. Pull my hair again, pull my hair again, pull my hair again, you keep thinking to yourself. And, oh, did you say that out loud? Because he pulls your hair again, finding an even deeper spot inside if you, the feeling spreading to your toes. 

“Please, Yeonjun—” you yelp. “Please let me cum.”

He groans again, your name falling out of his lips before adding, “Cum for me.”

Your loud whimpers are muffled by the pillow you’ve shoved your face into, the fire in your stomach roaring louder and louder until—

Fuck…

God, this is good. Your orgasm explodes inside you, fireworks going off in all directions, filling every nook and cranny of your body. Praising you through your orgasm, he encourages you to cum hard around him, reminding you of how good your pussy feels around his cock. 

Your body relaxes, but his doesn’t. He thrusts deeper inside of you, desperate to reach his own climax.

“Fuck—” he grunts, spanking you again. He loves seeing you jiggle like that. Reaching in front of you, he massages your tits, squeezing to get a firm grip. 

His breath hitches, his thrusts getting sloppy as he twitches inside you, groaning through his climax.

Collapsing on top of you, he catches his breath, chest rushing and falling against your back. Rolling off you to plop onto the mattress, he turns to look at your face while there’s a stillness in the air. 

“...so you’re a fan now?” 

“Haven’t I always been?”

Chuckling, his face turns to the ceiling, running his fingers through his hair, resting his arms above his head. As you make eye contact, both of you burst out laughing—

“I didn’t think you’d like the roleplaying thing as much as you did,” you giggle.

“Well, what can I say? It was hot,” he says. “Great idea, baby.” Tucking a piece of your hair behind your ear, he smiles at you, kissing your forehead. “I love bringing you on tour with us.”

“I love it too.”

[glossykai]

first time

you finally feel ready to lose your virginity to your boyfriend, kai.

pairing: huening kai x f!reader

word count: 1.2k

genre: established relationships, fluff, smut (minors dni!), slight angst if you squint

warnings: oral (f.recieving), protected sex (as they should), missionary sex, inexperienced reader, sappy fluff, they’re inlove okay, unedited

the room was dim, as you had requested it to be. you felt so secure with your boyfriend hovering over you, clothes discarded and a patient gaze in his dark eyes. but you couldn’t lie, you were anxious, probably the most you have ever been since starting your relationship with the boy.

of course you trusted kai with your everything, and you knew he trusted you too but that constant fear of potentially ruining all that you two have built up from this moment on ran through your mind faster than any other coherent thoughts.

what if you did something wrong? what if he never wanted to see you again after this? would you even be able to pleasure him despite your limited experience?

“if you’re not ready it’s okay, we can go at your pace. i’m in no rush, i’m not going anywhere.” his reassurance helps with your anxiety, he always knows what to say.

“no! it’s okay, i want to and i think i’m ready.. i’m just nervous.” you admit, rubbing the goosebumps that littered your skin.

your boyfriend leans down to your face, pressing a sweet kiss to your lips. he tastes like honey, the flavor of his favorite chapstick brand.

“it’s normal to feel nervous, who wouldn’t be? this is a very big moment for you. but i promise i’m going to take care of you.” it was like every word that left his lips had you falling in love with him over and over again.

his calmness soothed you, but you knew kai, he was just as nerve-wrecked as you were but hid it well. he wanted to prioritize you and your feelings always, that was your kai.

when kai finally does move down, his face is resting in between your legs and in front of your exposed cunt.

“are you sure?” and you nod again, a gesture he can make out in the darkness.

“just tell me if i’m starting to make you even a little bit uncomfortable, we can stop at any time.” his sincere voice is always so soothing against your ears, you nod once more in understanding.

so he continues, his tongue dipping into your folds. the feeling is something you’ve never felt, instinctively you squeezed your thighs against his head. he only gently pulled them apart, suckling on your clit.

he earns his first moan from you, sounding so vulnerable and desperate for him that it fueled his erection.

his fingers had a light grip on your fleshy thighs, you felt the pressure of his hands against your sensitive skin while he went down on you. you weren’t very experienced of course, but whatever he was making you feel wasn’t something that you could ever top.

he was your endgame, this level of intimacy was something you could only see yourself having with him. thinking of all the things he’s done for you, the love he’s given you, the love he’s giving you.

when his tongue hit a particularly sensitive spot you bucked your hips into his face, a high pitched moan was your response.

and just then he pulled away, your eyes shot wide open as you looked at him with disbelief. he smiled, rubbing your thighs.

“that was just to prep you, since you’ve never.. y’know had me insi-“

“okay! yeah, i get it.” you shouted, covering your face with your hands.

just the visual he had given you, his dick filling you up so full, made you embarrassed. but it was something you couldn’t stop craving.

“i’m ready when you are, love.” you nodded, and attempted to maintain eye contact with your lover.

putting the condom on was easy for him, even in the dark. he wouldn’t say he was a master at this, but he did have a bit of experience and used it to guide you through your first time.

when he leaned back over you, his length aligned with your entrance he paused momentarily.

he was taking your virginity. no, you were giving him it. you were trusting him with something so personal, your trust in him nearly brought him to tears.

“before we do this, i want to tell you how much i love you. you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, and thank you for trusting me.” his voice was raw with emotion, your arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him close.

“i love you too.” you whispered soundly.

kai pushes the head of his cock inside you, your warmth swallowing him whole. when he’s bottomed out he kisses you on your cheek, remaining completely still.

he takes in your expressions, you tried your best not to wince but it definitely showed.

“i won’t move until you’re ready for me to. i know it hurts baby but it only does for a little.” you said nothing, instead pulling him closer until he physically couldn’t anymore.

after a couple of moments you felt okay, and told him he could move.

so he did, slow enough to cause the least amount of discomfort possible. but his hips were still steady and he kept rhythm. your walls were so tight around, with every slow thrust in your cunt only pulled him closer.

“hyuka.. you can move a bit faster.” that was what he had been dying to hear.

a few minutes later and you’re gripping his coal hair in your palms whilst he’s fucking your cunt like he’d never get to again. he’s not going hard on you, but his movements have definitely gotten faster and more needy.

“so tight, fuck.” he grunts, his whimpering voice causing a moan to slip from your lips.

he’s starting to shake from the pleasure you’re giving him, the view of you so vulnerable underneath him was something that would follow him into his wet dreams.

“don’t stop, more! please more!” he gives you exactly what you ask for, his cock filled you up so perfectly just how you imagined it would.

you’ve never felt so full in your entire life. you couldn’t even trust your own mouth in this moment, because whatever came out was a full of shaky breaths and neediness for your boyfriend’s pretty cock.

kai keeps fucking into you, squeezing your waist whenever he hits particularly deep.

“k-kai, i’m close!” you warn him.

with his orgasm approaching too he keeps the same pace, hitting your spot perfectly with each thrust of his defined hips.

“fuck- i’m coming!” you scream out, your arms never unwrapping from his shoulders.

kai releases his load into the condom right after you cone, small gasps leaving his lips when he does. he keeps fucking you into until he’s come down from his high, until you both have.

when he pulls out he discards of the condom in a near by trash can. when he returns to the bed he isn’t sure if he should touch you, he didn’t want to overwhelm you.

“how you feeling, baby?” he asks, his tone barely above a whisper.

“i’m okay, just feel a bit dirty.. is that normal?” you sound so guilty, but he understands what you mean.

“it’s totally normal, do you want to take a shower my love?” you nod.

“yes please, but not right now. let’s just cuddle for now, i need you.” he’s happy to oblige, he pulls you into his chest, placing kisses all over your shoulders and neck.

you hide in his chest, but he still sneaks glances of you when he can. you’re ethereal no matter what, but especially now. with you both adorned in afterglow, you feel closer and more bonded. your first time was better than you could have ever imagined and you’re so happy that you experienced it with kai.

[joonggphilia]

Can I request a txt hard thought? Most likely to fuck you in public

TXT Hard Thoughts

Ot5 most likely to fuck you in public ———————————————————————Most

Beomgyu - he has zero shame, and no fucks to give. If he wants you then he’s gonna get what he wants. Beomgyu has a high sex drive, so he easily gets hot and bothered when you go out on dates together. And there is no, saying no to him. He’ll take you whenever, wherever.

Taehyun - he’s so high on the list because he likes to fuck you in the gym locker room every time you work out together. It’s his cool down stretch ;). He’ll get so impatient sometimes, he’ll have you bent over a bench instead of in the shower stall.

Yeonjun - He’s just a brat. He is super chill and has some pride, but he’ll definitely beg you to let him give you a blow job in the restroom. He just likes seeing you flustered and telling him to quiet down.

Soobin - This man is the definition of social anxiety. Biggest introvert ever. He’s way too shy and embarrassed to fuck you in public. One thing that conflicts with this….is that he is super needy. He wants you all the time, 24/7, so sometimes he’ll lose it and give in.

Huening Kai - He doesn’t like the idea of ruining his pride or yours. He also doesn’t like the thought of someone else seeing his beautiful boyfriend in such a vulnerable state. Huening is too loving and sweet to put you in such a risky situation.

least ———————————————————————

[beomqu]

day seven of KINKTOBER → mirror sex

w/ yeonjun

warnings! : pet names, light choking, light spanking

"Open your eyes, Darling." Yeonjun said from behind you, holding your face to the side with his big hand. You weakly opened your eyes and looked ahead of you, watching in the mirror as Yeonjun's hand reached forward, and slipped between your legs. "Fuck." you said as his cold fingertips touched your clit, rubbing it softly right after. His dick was deeply buried into you, cock warming himself while playing with you. "How does that feel, Princess?" he slipped his fingers around your clit, massaging it. "Tell me." he smirked against your skin as he kissed your shoulder, then looked up to admire your expressions in the mirror.

"So good, Yeonjun." you answered before he could speak again, quick with your words to place your focus back on his fingers. He chuckled as he fastened his pace, also starting to rock his hips inside you. "Fuck, too much." your hand was quick to grab into Yeonjun, not being able to handle so much. "It's okay. You can take it." you whispered into your ears, holding your waist with his left arm, as his right hand continued to pleasure you.

You couldn't close your eyes anymore. Watching everything in front of you in the mirror made you more aroused each moment that passed. Watching Yeonjun play around with your body for the past half hour, getting you on the edge multiple times, but he didn't let you cum, not yet. You watched his hand intently, curious about what he was doing to you that felt so damn good. "You're so hot, Baby. Look at you!" he checked you out in the mirror, smiling while appreciating everything about you. "I want to fuck you until you pass out." he gripped your neck, choking you softly. "Please, fuck me harder." you pleaded, pushing your ass against him, feeling him deeper inside you. "As you wish."

His hand left your clit and bent you over on the bed. He placed both of his hands on your waist, and started pounding into you, hard from behind. "That's what you wanted, yeah?"  you nodded your head quickly, seeing his reflection in the mirror watching your face for your reaction. "I'm gonna cum." you whined out, feeling like this for the fouth time today. "You can, Baby." he said, not slowing his pace. "Keep going, fuck..." with one final push you came all over Yeonjun's dick, burying your head into the bed, screaming from the pleasure. Yeonjun spanked you ass before pulling out of you and placing a kiss on your bare back.

"The mirror was a great idea." you said while laying on his chest. "I knew you would like it." he kissed your forehead, hugging you closer. "I loved seeing everything." you explained, smiling at the thoughts of what happened earlier. "And i love you."

[ibitejungwon]

20:09 | 18+ minors don't interact!

you can't remember the last time he filled your dumb cunt up, his thumb massaging your clit as he pounds into you— ruthlessly, no forgiveness, he tells you that it's punishment for disobeying orders but you don't listen: you're dizzy, about to squeeze his cock for the fourth time— your fourth orgasm, or was it your fifth? you're losing count but he isn't. your sweet beomgyu counts every single one of them, he always does. "if only you listened, puppy, you wouldn't be dealing with this right now.." such malicious words are coated with a honeyed tone, you feel yourself melting into his grip. beomgyu's aware that he can't push you any further, you're slipping, soon to be unconscious– "puppy, baby, stay with me," you hum, nodding slowly, letting him know you're still with him.

beomgyu slips out of you, rutting against your pussy to help his own orgasm come along: his heavy breathing against your ears and hands placed over your breasts, he cums eventually which coats your stomach in white, "so good, so good for me aren't you? yeah." you're long gone before you can hear those words from him.

[mikeeel]

dear diary.. taehyun x fem!reader warnings: use of phones/cameras, blowjob, motor-boating, degrading, praise, idk what else icl minors dni or istg... better with dark mode :)

a/n: i can't stop thinking of tae reading your journal and there's a dedicated bit to you thinking of all the things he could do to you🫠🥴 deffo inspired by the invitation performance & sex with me by rihanna 🤭 not proofread.. sorry if there's any mistakes.

you are lying on your bed, hello kitty pen in hand as you scribble in your journal. biting your lips, you write more furiously, almost with a certain want? but your daydream is interrupted as your phone buzzes with a text from taehyun. tae 🤗  1 new message! hey, i'm here, can u open the door for me? x

you wipe your eyes as you climb out of bed to continue on to the door. until you realise, you look dead and you smell dead and your breathe smells like something dead. so you decide to open the door and text him back.

you: i literally feel like shit, so just wait for me in my bedroom while i take a shower and that. is that okay, taetae? i'll try not 2 b long xox || send^ tae 🤗 1 new message! yeah course, i'll be waiting for you x

you giggle at the x at the end of his message. he's not one to be affectionate, even though you've known him forever. it makes your heart skip a beat, thinking of if you two were together, what messages would he send you? you blush to yourself as you skip away into the shower.

taehyun opens the door and locks it as he comes in. he's been here a dozen times, but everytime it seems your apartment feels more like home everytime. it used to be covered with posters, making it feel like your apartment. but now, taehyun's added alterations. making it feel like you and his apartment. he likes the idea of living with you, maybe more than that. maybe the significance of sleeping in the same bed as you, letting you borrow his clothes.

he smiles to himself as he walks past a landscape photo of you and him on the sea of jeju-si, your bright smile as your hair flows in the picture, lips glossy and dress loose and summery. taehyun's slight smile, cap tilted up as you complained you wouldn't be able to see his face. the shirt you picked for him on, having a heart on the side with a cute smiley face you embroidered. you got it for his birthday. he opens the door to hear you in the shower in your en-suite. "y/n, i'm here!" he says, aiming to have a response from you. "okay tae! i'll be out in about half an hour, i have to do skincare and stuff!!" you excitedly exclaim. you always manage to make him smile with your bubbly personality, your eye smile, he just loves everything about you, even your innocence and how your eyes widen and brighten when you see a stray cat on the street and when you see cute stationery you drag him to come and buy it with you.

he walks around the room as he jumps on the bed. but he realises he lays on something of yours. it's a journal? it has a cinnamoroll, it's a teal kind of colour as he smiles knowing he bought this for you, the saniro pen in the binder. he opens it and sees your handwriting filling the pages. he continues to read the first page. dear diary,

he stops and chuckles under his breath. you made this your diary? that is just the cutest thing ever. he looks down again to read more. today, taehyun got me this journal. he's just so considerate. i love him sooo much! ♥ it's my favourite thing in the entire world. today we went to jeju, and took a picture near the beach. it almost felt like we were a couple, almost.. i want to be with him so bad but i don't want to ruin our friendship! i know he isn't fond of relationships so why would he change that for me? :( he frowns, the only reason he isn't fond of relationships is because he wants to be in a relationship with you. he was going to ask you out in jeju, but he felt as if it wasn't the right time. you had just broken up with your ex, sunwoo. you were torn, but he made sure you had fun at jeju so you could forget about it.

he's soo sweet. he comforted me through my breakup with sunwoo but honestly? i'm glad sunwoo broke up with me. i felt guilty for continuing a relationship i actually didn't want.. taehyun was always the one i wanted.

he gasped. he didn't realise you wanted him for so long. he skims through the book, smiling as he reads through your days in detail. although, he comes across a lack of pages. he looks towards the back as he sees a highlighted pink page headlined in cursive bold handwriting: everything taehyun could do to me 2023 edition ♥

he raises his eyebrows, what do you even mean by that? by god, he shouldn't let curiosity take its path. or maybe he should? fuck it, he turns over the page.

no1: he can bend me over a counter and fuck me until i collapse. backstory: he was cooking for me when i was ill and he didn't have a shirt on but he had an apron on. i wanted him to fuck me sooo bad in that :( ♥

ah. that's what you meant.

no2: he can fuck me in the backseat of his car and take pictures of him ruining me. backstory: we were on the way somewhere, i can't even remember where but he had his tank top on and he reached for something in the back but he couldn't reach all the way so he climbed in the back and got it. but WAIT this is the real kicker, he sat in the backseat, spread his legs and said, this is a real spacious backseat. FUCKKK ♥ And wait.. he took a picture of me from the back seat and was like 'You're so beautiful' I SCREAMED!!!!

no3: he can fuck me in his suit and tie. backstory: he was just wearing a fucking suit and tie??? like, he wasn't even doing anything sexy but existing. the way his muscles were flexing and his hands were veiny.. ughh fuckkk ..

no4: he can fuck me in a changing room using his fingers backstory: he just can :) no5: he can choke me and use me as his own fleshlight backstory: don't ask.... no6: he can overstim me so much i beg to cum on his cock backstory: his smirk, that's it... ghhh no7: he can make me grind on his thigh at dinner with his friends backstory: we were at dinner and my hands were touching his thigh. the way those shorts made his thighs look so muscular mmmh :( ♥

no8: he can cuff me to the bed and eat me out and make me suck him off backstory: he was drinking a daiquiri when we were out drinking. the drink made his lips look glossy and sossossosososo delicious to devour. i'm not sure where the cuff bit came from, maybe the need for him to peg me?.. yum.. ❀

no9: he can fuck me soooo hard and call me names and put his fingers in my mouth backstory: i'm not sure, probably my daydreaminggg :( no10: i need him to undress me, give me the baddest hickeys for everyone to know i'm his.. hmm.. and he can make me scream so loud that his whole dorm hears me, maybe finger me too backstory: i heard soobin and his girlfriend and i wanted that to be me and tae soooo bad.. her moans were pretty but i wonder if they'd be as pretty as mine?

he hears the door unlock while he looks up at you. you have your makeup done with a pink collared shirt and a miniskirt. you love skirts. your eyes widen as you see what he's holding. you run up to him and attempt to snatch the journal away from him, but he's just too fast and makes sure it's out of your reach. you start to cry and beg for him to give the notebook back to you. "please taehyun, please don't read it, please don't," you get on your knees and pull his trousers. your eyes glassy with tears as he just looks down on you with a demeaning look. "what's this, princess?" he says lowly, waving the notebook as you stop speaking, hiccups coming from you. "i'm sorry, i'm really sorry, please don't be mad," you hiccup as you lower your head on his legs.

"i'm not mad, i'm not even angry, my princess. you hear?" he says as he puts a finger under your chin and wipes your tears. you nod, as you stand up and wipe your face. "i'm just curious," taehyun says calmly, as you look up from the floor. "come sit next to me," he pats the space next to him as you tiptoe towards him and lower yourself down onto the bed. "i didn't realise you liked my hands so much sweetheart," he chuckles as he tucks a hair behind your ear. your heart skips a beat, he read the worst bit. you look away, looking at everything but him. he notices this and grabs your head as his eyes are dark. you gulp, getting nervous at the atmosphere, the tension. "erm, well i, i, uhm, i'm," you stumble over your words as you glance at his hands gripping your face, it makes you nervous.

"i've got an idea what we can do today. we can spend the day fulfilling all your wishes, so we're going back to the dorm. how does that sound?" he smiles warmly at you, full of evil intent covered with sweetness like a sour sweet. you nod as you get out of the bed and walk to taehyun's car.

you get in the car as taehyun slides his arm along the back of your seat, looking back as he reverses. you physically scream as that is the hottest thing a man can do. as he successfully reverses, his muscles flex and fingers tapping at the wheel and you rub your thighs together. you can't believe this is actually happening.. the kang taehyun wanting to fuck you how YOU wanted.. it doesn't seem real.

the silence could be cut with a knife as all is heard is the humming of taehyun and his car. you pull off to the side of the road, it seems quite deserted. you look around as the car stops and taehyun turns to look at you.

"how about we start with no2?" taehyun says while looking at you. you grip your skirt as you nod slowly. taehyun climbs in the back and spreads his legs as he looks at you. fuckin' hell. straight out of a novel. so, positively, you say 'fuck it', climb in the back and prepare for the best sex of your life from your best friend of 300 million years.

as soon as you climb in the backseat, his lips hit yours, roaming hands as neediness take over you both. taehyun's teeth bite your neck, leaving pigmented purple marks all over, making your eyes roll back all the way to your damn brain. you're basically brain-dead, like a zombie, except you don't want to eat brains, you want taehyun's dick inside you. you straddle him, as his head goes under your shirt and you silently praise yourself for being too lazy to wear a bra. he licks around the valley of your breast as you are sure he's motorboating your breast without any noises. you actually feel yourself about to combust.

"so pretty, you're my pretty princess, i love your breasts, i love them.." he mumbles and groans and breathes heavily. he seems as needy as you. "so good tae, tae, please please fuck me," you beg as you hold the back of his head as he slowly reappears from under your top. he looks at you like he wants to devour you and eat you up afterwards. he nods as unbuckles his belt, he unzips his trousers and pulls his boxers to his ankles. he tugs at your sweatshirt, as you pull it off. you assume he wants your skirt off too so you go to pull it down but he grabs your hands. "keep your skirt on," he whispers as he slowly moves your hand back to where it originally was. you gasp at the length he manages to have. no wonder he was a prodigy in university.

"i'll make you feel like this is your first," he heaves as he grabs your waist and holds the car door as you scream in lust. the ramming and pure animalistic rutting is enough to make you bust. he flips you on your front, pressing you against the car window, the visible shaking of the car and classic window fogging. it's everything you possibly imagined if not better. you could feel him inside you, sliding in and out at a perfect pace, his fucking handsome and pretty hand gripping your waist and the other holding your hands above you. moaning and whimpering can be heard as you're both contributing into the audio heard in the car. but all of a sudden he stops. you exhale loudly as you whimper at the loss of intercourse.

"i'm sorry princess, you look too pretty right now, ruined all for me. can i take a picture?" he says and you can't even believe that that is the thing that got you to cum. you moan out as your walls flutter and spasm around his cock and juices spluttering out. he obviously stops in surprise as you stutter and groan. "i, fuck, i don't mind, not at all.." your head turns to look at him.

the scene is purely pornographic. his cock still inside you, ass-cheeks red as ever. liquid between your thighs, dripping down. unruly hair, mascara running down your eyes from when you cried from the amount of pleasure taehyun provided. lipstick smudged from kissing as taehyun has lipstick remains on his lips too. your body is covered in hickeys and swollen, hooded eyes. he smiles as he gets his phone and you hear a camera click. no flash, all raw. you smile for the photo lazily as he chuckles and puts his phone down. you look up at him.

"i wanna make you cum, tae," you say as he twitches inside you, clearly trying to keep strong for you. you took note on how he watched your tits from behind slap your torso and back, and when straddling him, he couldn't keep his eyes off how they bounced. taehyun nodded, but he inhaled to ask a question.

"how, baby?" "with my tits," you innocently say as you turn around. you spread your legs provocatively and begin to fondle yourself. rubbing your nipples and kneading your skin. he can't keep his eyes off you. he couldn't be more excited. he doesn't like to admit he's perverted for you. how he looks at your nipples through babytees you wear, when your tits look exceptionally good in vests, when you hug him and your boobs squish against him when hugging his arm and when by accident when you guys were swimming, one of your boobs came free and he came from the thought of it again. he nodded so quickly, he couldn't control himself from how embarrassed he'll be after this. you lower your chest onto his pelvis, as you hold his shaft in between your breast. you spit onto yourself and start moving up and down, as taehyun rolls his head back and starts spewing your name like a broken record.

"y/n, oh my god, fuck, y/n, nobody can do it like you, holy fuck, oh yeah, feels so good, you're such a whore for me," he hastily says as he puts his hand on your cheek. you smile cutely as you lick his tip every time it comes up through your boobs. he grabs the door behind him as he mentally prepares for probably the best orgasm of his life. "y/n, i'm so close, please please, let me cum in your mouth," he begs as you move your boobs down and insert him in your mouth. he cries out your name and spasms and shakes, splashing a future generation in your mouth. you kitten lick his tip as you clearly swallow it all. but he's not finished, he cums another time, but less, on your face. you close your eyes and gasp in surprise. you slowly grab your phone and take a snap of your breast on taehyun and cum on your face, mentally reminding you to send it to him after you're done. you chuckle as you wipe your face off of any left-over semen. you grab your sweatshirt and lazily put it back on and help taehyun with his trousers and his top.

you both climb into the front of the car, unruly hair, marks all over you and red hot bodies. you smile to yourself as you think the day is done.

"before you ask, we're not done. we're on the way to the dorm. how do you fancy a little movie night with all their girlfriends?"

[path777]

way too sweet to turn down: stream temptation + choi beomgyu x f!reader, bg in panties, humiliation and degradation, unnie kink, feminization + copious amounts of dirty talk + we’re all going to hell

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“this is so embarrassing…” beomgyu covers his face with his hands shyly, cheeks turning red. his legs are clenched tightly together in a futile attempt to cover himself up- particularly his cock, stuffed fat inside cute pink cotton panties, ones that belonged to you. it curved to the left, hard and stiff, and he was barely moving for fear that his cock would pop out of the elastic if he even moved an inch. but a wet stain started to drip at the fromt of the fabric, which made beomgyu whimper in embarrassment. “it- it feels good…”

“feels good, doesn’t it,” you say, “look at your cock, oppa, it’s leaking all over the place. you’re getting your pretty undies all dirty.”

“‘m sorry, can’t help it- ah-!” beomgyu moans, choked and high in the back of his throat. the fabric feels good on his cock, no doubt, the cotton texture providing nearly-there friction that was driving him crazy.

“what a slut my oppa is, hmm?” you say, tugging at the waistband of beomgyu’s panties to release the head of his cock, dripping wet, precome already beading at the tip. “or should i say, my unnie?” at that, beomgyu lets out a choked whine, a glob of precome leaking from his slit.

“ah, beomgyu unnie… you’re so lewd,” you exclaim, touching the tip of your finger to that stickiness. “you like being my unnie?”

the only answer you receive is an obscene noise, one strung-out and desperate, the copious amount of slick drooling from his slit now dripping down his shaft and onto his thighs.

“i-“ he begins, and you bring your finger to your lips, licking up his precome from your skin. beomgyu turns even more red, if that was even possible.

“unnie… you taste so yummy,” you tease, licking your finger thoroughly as if to get every last drop. you can see his hands trembling, both from desperation and from holding back, as he wasn’t allowed to touch himself.

“not- ‘m not your unnie,” beomgyu manages to whimper out, his cock jerking again at the last word. he’s always been so responsive.

“no?” you get down on your knees in front of him, and start with a little kitten lick at the tip of his cock. “but you’re so good to me, just like an unnie,” you continue, licking up and down his cock in motions not meant to pleasure but to feed, swallowing down his precome and sweat.

“you make sure i eat well,” you say between licks. “so generous- letting me eat you like this,” you say, swallowing down a mouthful of slick. beomgyu actually chokes then, his pupils blown huge and his hair matted with sweat down his forehead. “and unnie’s good at keeping secrets, like how i love to see you in those tiny, pink girl panties of mine, like some kind of pervert. not to mention you wear them so nicely, just like a proper unnie.” and it seems he finally breaks, the noises he’s been holding back bursting out like a dam breaking.

“want you- to touch me, please, touch your unnie, be a good girl for me, come on-“ beomgyu whimpers, his body trembling in anticipation. his cock has absolutely ruined his panties, soaked in sweat and precome. they sit bunched up around his thighs while his cock stands at attention between his legs.

“okay unnie, if you say so,” you grin, reaching your hands to his chest. beomgyu’s eyes widen as you pinch his nipple, drawing a high moan out of him.

“n-no, not there, mmh- ah-!” he cries, chest jerking under your ministrations. you keep flicking at his nipples, watching as they become red and puffy, even a little bit swollen. “stop- stop, it hurts, please, please-!”

“look, unnie,” you say, now brushing a light touch over his nipples, hard and perky, and most importantly, sensitive. “your tits are reacting so cutely. you’ve never played with these before?”

beomgyu shuts his eyes tightly, shaking his head. the pink blush on his cheeks looks lovely, and his eyelashes flutter at your referring to his chest as-

“unnie,” you continue. “i asked you a question.”

beomgyu swallows. his cock jerks in his lap. “n-no, i’ve never- i’ve never played with my- my chest before.”

“tsk tsk, unnie-ah, these are tits.” you say, emphasizing your claim with another flick to his nipple, making him moan again, close-lipped but lewd nonetheless. “good unnies don’t lie to their maknaes, right?”

beomgyu shakes his head, that pretty pink blush of his spreading from his cheekbones down to his chest. perfect. “i’ve- i’ve never played with my-“ he chokes a little on the word, “my tits before.”

you smile, nodding happily at his answer. “what a shame. your nipples are so perfect, unnie. so responsive, so pink and cute.”

“well, no time like the present,” you delight in the way that beomgyu’s mouth falls open, plush red lips parted in a perfect O shape. “i wanna see you touch your tits, unnie.” his mouth opens then closes again like a fish, a look that would be silly on anyone else but is adorable on him. he reaches a slow hand up to his chest, averting his eyes the whole time. he cups his chest, fingers far from his nipple, and squeezes at the lightly defined muscle there.

“you’re so pretty, beomgyu unnie…“ you drift off, encouraging him. he suppresses a whine, and his index finger moves up to brush over his nipple- his bites down on his lip to no avail, a close-lipped moan escaping him as he rubs the pad of his finger over the swollen and sensitive nub.

“feels- feels good,” he whimpers, now twisting his nipple between his fingers, getting more and more into it. he throws his head back, mouth falling open once again as he unconsciously begins to spread his legs, knees opening wide and wanting as he continued to play with his chest. “mmh, ah- oh-!” noises never stop falling from beomgyu’s lips as his fingers move relentlessly over his nipples, now addicted to the waves of pleasure that it was bringing him.

“you’re so shameless, unnie,” you say in mocked awe. “spreading your legs like that in front of your maknae… what would people think? would they think that you’re a desperate little slut?”

“n-no- ‘m not a slut,” beomgyu whispers, looking down at his nipples, now swollen red and perky, undoubtedly now incredibly sensitive. he brushes a finger over one again and whimpers, not being able to hold back from the newfound pleasure.

“you’re exactly right,” you say, bringing your mouth to his chest. you wrap your lips around his nipple and suck, eliciting an cry out of beomgyu, one that was downright wanton and whorish. “because you’re just doing your duty as a good unnie, aren’t you? you’re gonna let me fuck myself on your cock, right beomgyu unnie? you’re so kind to me,” you say. he moans again as your tongue licks flat over the nub, swollen and oversensitive.

“beomgyu unnie-ah,“ you say in between laps of your tongue, letting your spit gather all over his nipples and pecs, “you’re the best unnie that i’ve ever had.” you love to tease him, especially when he’s strung out like this- he gets desperate and needy in a way that he doesn’t usually get, and he says things that he wouldn’t usually say. it’s how you learn about his secrets, the things he dreams about at night and blushes pink when you ask him about dirty sheets.

“please, please, let unnie fuck you, needs it- unnie needs it so bad, please- mmh-!” beomgyu’s arms are trembling with tension, his hands fisted in the sheets underneath him as you fuck yourself on his cock at a deviously slow pace.

“unnie, you’re so impatient- is that any way to set an example for me?” you smile. “if unnie wants to fuck me that much, she has to have a really good reason.” at the pronoun, his hips jerk underneath you, cock pumping another squirt of pre into your cunt. he really is so wet today.

“i- i wanna-“ beomgyu whimpers, as you suddenly clench tightly around him, wet heat squeezing his cock as if you wanted to milk him dry, “wanna take care of my dongsaeng like a good unnie, like a good unnie should, wanna fuck you until you only remember my name, your unnie’s name- unh-!”

“that was perfect,” you say, almost in awe of his words, and beomgyu only gives you a desperate look as he flips you easily onto your back and adjusts his position on top of you. “i’m ready, unnie, give it to me, please-“ you tell him, and he swallows, lining his cock up to your cunt. he presses in, slowly at first, then bottoms out in one go- just how you like it. the stretch is delicious, just the right amount of discomfort to make you feel dirty, like he’s too big, like you’re too small-

beomgyu’s moans come out brokenly- he’s been on edge since the beginning- not to mention high and desperate with every thrust into you. his hands are tight around your waist, pressing bruises into your skin. “unnie-!” you whimper, soft cries of pleasure falling from your lips. “unnie- your cock, it’s- you’re so deep, you’re giving it to me so well- oh, oh-!” the honorific is tumbling out of you like a litany, a string of senseless unnie’s moaned and gasped as beomgyu fucks into you, wet slapping noises echoing in the room. you can tell that you’re both not going to last long.

“unnie, unnie, please- mmh- i love your cock, love unnie’s big cock, wan’ it in me all the time-!” your speech is getting more and more slurred as beomgyu’s thrusts get sloppy, his cock slipping out of you every couple of seconds.

“yeah, that’s it- take it, take unnie’s cock, what a good girl,” his thrusts get harder as his words get filthier, “take all of it, yeah? feel unnie’s big, fat cock squirting inside you?” he’s breathless now, wanting to tell you it all before he spills into you. “say you love it, tell your unnie-!”

you didn’t even know that you both had this in you. but your whined moans aren’t stopping now, “beomgyu- unnie-! want to feel your cum dripping down my thighs all the time, want everyone to see- mmh- ah-! want everyone to know how much i love taking my unnie’s big, thick cock in my cunt- my cunt belongs to you, unnie, only you-!”

beomgyu’s coming, you can tell: his hips are stuttering, he’s getting louder, “you’re such a good girl for unnie-ah, that’s right, your cunt’s all mine- and i’m yours, unnie’s cock is yours- oh fuck-!” he spills hot inside of you, all at once, his head tossing back in pleasure.

“so… unnie.” you tease after you both come down from that exhilarating high, watching for beomgyu’s reaction. he just blushes; clears his throat.

“save it for next time.”

[deadduvznap]

deadduvznap birthday event

THIS EVENT WILL CONTAIN DEAD DOVE CONTENT.

wassup yall atlas here im gonna be holding an event for my birthday

reminder that this is for male!readers only i dont write stuff for women

the event is going to start march 22nd and end around april 18th but that is up in the air

edit; it will be ending on april 22nd

asks can be sent here and must all follow my rules if not the ask will either be deleted or ill publicly humiliate you (depending on the ask)

EDIT ; i will also be writing shipping and poly content so go ahead and req that

i will be writing blurbs, the length atleast 200 words or so per ask

i will answer asks fr unlike how im struggling to now i pinky promise

ermmmm idk what else to say yeah send ur asks and ill kiss you or have hot sweaty gay sex with you

[mixtape-racha]

cw: toxic behaviour, squirting, drinking, mentioned fight, fem!reader

(a/n:this is heavily inspired by @nightlyawnzz because im constantly in a toxic!txt brainrot now ilysm lia waaa)

fucking toxic fwb taehyun for the what you swear is the last time, sick of the way he treats you just as a cumdoll and not even looking at you outside of yours or his dorm room

telling him its over, that you can't see him anymore after tonight, and watching as his eyes glaze over in outright fury, his lip curling up in a snarl

"you think you can walk away that easily, huh? did you forget that you're mine? no one else can make that sweet pussy cream like me."

you're manhandled onto the nearest surface - probably a kitchen counter - and pounded until you're shaking and sobbing, begging for him to finally let you cum

him letting you leave after you've squirted all over him and the counter top, a smug grin on his face when you reiterate that you can't see him anymore

"tryna convince me or yourself, sweetheart?"

not hearing from him again after that night, torn between feeling grateful that he got the hint and upset at all your failed hookups after

seeing him next at a party, at least 3 girls all sprawled around him, flirting and batting their eyelashes, after your friends abandon you to find conquests of their own

watching as he leads one of the girls up the stairs, the whole time eyes locked with yours as if to make sure you can see how easily replaceable you are

allowing yourself to drink a little too much, falling into the arms of one of his friends who ends up sitting with you and talking most of the night

leaning in to kiss the guy - finally, after holding off for at least 2 hours - only to feel your shoulder pulled back and watch in horror as taehyun lands a sucker punch on his friend's face

letting yourself get dragged away from the party, pushed into the back seat of taehyun's car, only able to look at him in absolute shock and confusion

unable to stop yourself from whining into his mouth when he slams his lips against yours, hands tangled in your hair and pulling you onto his lap

"i told you you're mine, didn't i? don't start whoring yourself out just because i didn't come chasing after you."

crying out as he eats it from behind right there in his car, not caring who can see or hear you because, god - he's right, no one else makes you cum the way he does

falling straight back into the same old routine, but finding yourself not hating it so much this time around

after all, he can fuck who he wants, but you'll always be his favourite booty call. you'll always be the one he texts in the dead of night when no one else will know

and maybe he gets the same sick joy out of it that you do

(a/n: scheduled post!)

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[hyukalyptus]

aftercare w boyfriend!yeonjun <3

cw. established relationship, pet names (love), reader has tits, cuddling, drinking tea, cute aftercare pillow talk, mentions of an orgasm, biting and marking mentioned but not actively discussed, sex is talked about but there isn't a sex scene, mentions of sweat, yj consensually takes polaroids of reader's body, nsfw/mdni. notes. this is reposted from my old account! wc. ~350

boyfriend!yeonjun who waits for you on the bed with his flannel in hand so he can wrap it around you—you want me to put this back on?, barely giving you enough time to thread your arms through it before grabbing you to snuggle into your neck.

boyfriend!yeonjun who leaves the softest kisses to your shoulder while his fingertips grace your arm, dragging them up and down, making goosebumps pop up all over you.

boyfriend!yeonjun who snuck out to the kitchen while you were in the bathroom to turn the tea kettle on, soon returning with a nice calming green tea.

boyfriend!yeonjun who always reassures you—you were so good for me, you looked so fkn sexy when you came tonight love, that felt so good when you were squeezing around me~ and always makes sure you had a nice time too—was that good for you? did you like it when i bit you there? did you like that new position?

boyfriend!yeonjun who needs some attention for himself too~ can you run your fingers through my hair, love? humming while his eyes close because he loves your touch, no matter how small.

boyfriend!yeonjun who orders food for both of you—relaxing after an exhausting session with him, watching your favorite comfort show, eating ur comfort food, with ur comfort person.

boyfriend!yeonjun getting you a pillow with a fresh pillow case so you don't have to cuddle into one that's a bit damp from sweat </3

boyfriend!yeonjun rubbing his hands all over you to relieve any aches~ shoulders, hips, ass, thighs, tummy, tits.

boyfriend!yeonjun who wants to lay in bed with you all day the morning after—please, love, just stay with me? we can get groceries in a few hours. just wanna spend time with the love of my life is all.

boyfriend!yeonjun who thinks the marks and hickeys he's left on your body are gorgeous. kisses each of them so softly. takes polaroids of them so he can save them just for himself. god, you look so pretty like this~ lips trailing over your chest.

[puphee]

thoughts on makeup sex with any txt member of your choosing?

😼I'm gonna give my thoughts on make up sex with the choi line !! Before you thank me, you're so welcome

YEONJUN:

Your argument was so stupid that you don't even remember what it was about at this point

You've been ignoring him for a few days, so you've forgotten why you were still so upset with him

He feels really bad though, and not talking to you for a few days made him feel even worse

He knew it was his fault for starting it, and he wanted nothing more than to apologize

But you wouldn't return his texts or calls

He's a little worried at this point, so he decides to just show up at your place and try to talk to you in person

When you open the door and look fine, he feels relieved, and immediately engulfs you in a hug

"I'm sorry, baby. I missed you so much."

You pout standing still for a while before feeling your resolve melt and hugging him back.

"Let me make it up to you, please?"

Make up sex with Yeonjun would have a lot of apologies and "I missed you"s.

He'd remind you how much he loves you and will be really gentle the whole time

Missionary bc he wants to kiss all over your face and to kiss away any and all tears that may slip past your eyelids

SOOBIN:

Soobin had been really stressed with work lately and, although he didn't mean to, he took it out on you

You did not appreciate it and you got onto his case about it, saying you weren't going to put up with it and to get out of your apartment

He realizes he messed up almost immediately after you scold him and kick him out

He feels really bad, especially when you ignore him for the next few days or so

Will continue to send you good morning and goodnight texts even though you leave him on read.

After he gets particularly upset about not talking with you, he'll text you again

"I'm sorry. Please let me make it up to you. I miss you."

You're too curious for your own good, so you respond: "how will you make it up to me?"

"Let me come over. I want to show you how sorry I am."

You let him come over and as soon as he's in your apartment and the door is closed, he has you in his arms and his lips on yours.

You would have put up more of a fight if you didn't see that he had been crying.

He leaves apologies repeatedly against your lips, holding you tight as if he were afraid to let you go (which he is)

You hold onto his shirt when you kiss him back, tugging on it a little.

Eventually he scoops you up in his arms and carries you to your bedroom and just lays with you for a while before sliding his hands up your shirt and squeezing your sides.

Make up sex with Soobin would also be really gentle(as much as he's capable of) and soft

Lots of praise and apologies

Will hold your hands and leave kisses all over your body

Will probably need a few reminders that you still love him tbh

Will probably give you head before anything, and will probably go with a position that's comfortable for the both of you but one that he can still see your face in

BEOMGYU :

You argue because he got jealous

Like, really jealous and it was really uncomfortable

You felt like he didn't trust you and that made you upset

You fought about that and now you haven't talked for a few weeks

Beomgyu's stubborn, and he would have texted, but he didn't want to push his luck

But he gets worried whether this meant you broke up or something,

And he is really panicking about that because he just loves you so much and wouldn't know what he would do if he lost you

So he shows up to your place without any heads up

He kisses you as soon as you open the door, and at first you want to push him away, but you would be lying if you said you didn't miss him and his touch

There wouldn't be much talking, just lots of making out and needy touching(mostly on his part)

Of course he'd tell you that he's sorry and he does trust you, he just was being insecure and he didn't mean to upset you

But it would be a little in the middle of things starting to get heated

He'll tell you how much he missed you and how scared he was, which you'll have to probably reassure him how much you love him and that it's okay, he just shouldn't do that again

He kisses you very feverishly, but tries not to be rough

He's just so needy from not seeing you in so long and he wants to make it up to you so bad

He wants to make you feel good as an apology

So make up sex with Beomgyu will be really desperate and needy

A little faster paced than the other chois, but still as genuine and sweet

Will probably go with a position that you like best, one that would make you feel as good as possible but still be easy to work with

Kisses you over and over

Body worship >>>>

Lots of 'I love you's and needy sounds

[beomqu]

day fourteen of KINKTOBER → blowjob

w/ huening kai

warnings! : none!

"It feels good when you... do that." kneeling between huening kai's legs was something you enjoyed a lot. Coming home after a long day, taking a shower is only your second favorite thing to do. Number one is putting your hair in a ponytail and sucking off Hyuka. You don't force anything, you just tease him until he eventually asks you himself, begging you to put him in your mouth.

You rested your hand on the base of his cock, while you focused on the tip, using your tongue to lick up on the side. You rubbed his thigh with your other hand, causing more friction to him, making his dick twitch some time. Kai leaned back in his chair, head tilted back as far as he can, hips pushing up into your mouth. The moan he let out at those times only made you go faster, making him louder with each move. "If you don't stop I'll cum into your mouth." Hyuka reached for your hand, grabbing your wrist to stop you, but not using much power as it really wasn't something he wanted. He wanted to cum into your mouth and watch you swallow his hot load as you looked him in the eye. He wanted you to suck him dry until he can't cum anymore.

"Please stop..." he now gripped your arm, pulling it a bit towards him, but his hips only slipped further down to let you have more access. You looked up searching for his gaze, but he couldn't look at you. It all felt so good he wasn't able to open his eyes or move any other part of his body from his hips. "Please, please.." you weren't sure anymore if he was begging you to continue or to stop, but either way he only wanted to cum anyway.

His moans turned into loud whines, a fist formed by his hand. You wanted to tell him all the thoughts those sounds created in your mouth, but you weren't about to stop for speaking. You had to finish him off before anything else. "I'm going to..." he couldn't finish as he came right into your mouth. "Fuuuuuuck." he whined, his whole body shaking as he cried out your name multiple times. "Why didn't you stop, hmm?" he asked breathing out heavily his voice still high as he was still enjoying the aftermath of his orgasm. "Now you're all dirty." he opened his eyes, lustful gaze looking at you. "Why don't you help me clean up?"

[ibitejungwon]

is there any dom beomgyu truthers out here 💔💔💔