#xdinary heroes hard thoughts

[chewyhanniebug]

not from an ask but i was talking to rae about this art which then reminded me of jiseok saying junhan gets touchy when he drinks and then i saw this video which reminded me that i've been wanting to write guitarz with bp junhan for ages and i had no choice in smooshing it all together into this little monster of a drabble. not long enough for an ao3 fic so for better or worse the brainworms are tumblr exclusive this time. i think i died a little bit. please enjoy 😌

sooo should probably be obvious but just to cover my ass here: there is drinking involved. i despise beer (even if that's all jiseok drinks and junhan has his own beer dispenser. some things i cannot agree with) so we've gone with the whisky seen in his bedroom and we'll pretend jiseok likes it too thank you. more seriously is boypussy junhan not being explained. take it how you want it. don't read if that (and it being slapped) makes you uncomfy <3

Hyeongjun was generally fine with being touched by the others, but he never really went out of his way to do the same back. The difference was when he'd been drinking. Whether it was a gentle shove as Hyeongjun laughed or the situation they'd found themselves in now, Jiseok would never get tired of basking in the attention. He had to take advantage of it.

The 'situation' in question being sitting on Hyeongjun's bedroom floor with his back against the wall, watching him crawl over after setting his empty glass on the low table, Jiseok’s hands automatically resting on his hips when he settled in his lap. Hyeongjun was always pretty, of course, but the alcohol had left his cheeks flushed pink and eyes even more droopy than usual, and something about it made Jiseok even dizzier.

Hyeongjun's lips tasted like the whisky they'd been sharing—a smooth yet biting burn—and Jiseok couldn't get enough. His breathy little sighs as Jiseok's hands travelled beneath his shirt were sweeter, slow to wrap his arms around the back of his neck, but Jiseok knew what Hyeongjun wanted. He trailed kisses across Hyeongjun's jaw as he tipped his head to the side, the contradiction in the way he was trying to give him more space at the same time as pulling him closer making Jiseok smile against his skin.

Being too sensitive was part of the perceived touch aversion. Just the teeth grazing his neck and warm palms resting on his back made Hyeongjun try to squirm away on instinct, Jiseok keeping him in place by gripping his waist and biting down on his shoulder. It was harsher than he'd meant for it to be, would definitely leave nasty indents, but it had the effect Jiseok hoped for.

"Oh, fuck," Hyeongjun cried out, grinding down with a moan far louder than he'd normally allow himself to be. "Please. Please touch me."

Jiseok usually preferred to be a little bratty about it—not give in quite so easily—but Hyeongjun already looking so desperate when he pulled back with shining eyes made it impossible. Being featherlight meant Hyeongjun was easy to manoeuvre however he wanted him, Jiseok turning him around to lean back against his chest before he could even catch on to what was happening.

It wasn't the most comfortable on the floor, but Jiseok didn't want to waste any more time than they already had. With the way Hyeongjun was wriggling out of his pants, huffing in annoyance with the alcohol in his system making it difficult, he clearly felt the same. Jiseok pinned him in place with an arm over his middle as soon as they were kicked off, skimming his free hand down Hyeongjun's thigh when he bent his legs, Hyeongjun's hips kicking up just as his fingertips met coarse hair making his head spin. It was too easy.

"Is this what you wanted?" Jiseok asked when Hyeongjun's head fell back against his shoulder, the way he shook it in frustration at the finger dragging up to barely ghost over his clit making Jiseok hum in faux thought. "No? Alright. Keep still, then."

Hyeongjun opened his mouth to ask what he meant, but his words were lost to a yelp as a smack, loud and wet, sounded through the room. It wasn't something Jiseok had done before, only hearing from the others that it was something he liked, so Hyeongjun's full-body shudder took him by surprise. He did it a second time, the slap landing a little harder, Hyeongjun's whimper more mind-numbing than concerning. Hyeongjun enjoyed the pain.

"Jiseok," Hyeongjun's back arched when he did it again, then a few more with barely a second between. "Enough. Touch me properly. Wanna come."

Saying no to Hyeongjun was never an option. Jiseok held Hyeongjun tighter to stop him from writhing away as he switched to quickly circling his clit, letting him claw at his arm with the sudden change being so overwhelming, mouthing at the side of Hyeongjun's neck as he was brought close to the edge. Hyeongjun's breath stuttered as his body went tense, his legs closing around Jiseok's hand as he trembled through it, and Jiseok couldn't help laughing when he slumped down with a sigh.

"I hate you," Hyeongjun weakly hit Jiseok’s arm to let him sit up, turning around to pout at his proud grin before climbing back into his lap. "That was mean."

"You love me, actually," Jiseok giggled at the unimpressed expression he got back. "Fine. I'll play nice if you do."

"Don't I always?"

The look in Hyeongjun's eyes was far less hazy as his fingers danced across Jiseok's waistband, something teasing replacing it entirely, and Jiseok had a feeling he'd made a mistake with his choice of words.

Hyeongjun could be really mean when he wanted to be.

[joocomics]

1k followers celebration event — ⌞⌗ xdh drabble⌝

𓂃⠀𓈒 jooyeon x fem!reader

genre: smut ( 18+ ) ── 1k words

request: “you want me to sit on your face?”

✎… friends to lovers trope, downbad!jooyeon x shy!reader, light sub/dom dynamics, hint of exhibitionism kink, oral sex (f!rec), face sitting, spit kink, pet names, begging

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Your best friend’s living room is the usual chaos of a movie night - a mess of blankets, half-empty popcorn bowls and soda cans.

A cheesy rom-com movie is playing on the TV screen, the usual palate cleanser after the horror film ends, but you can sense the atmosphere shifting due to something else.

This always happens when you’re left alone with Lee Jooyeon. You’re unsure why, - you’re careful not to dwell on it too much, - but it must have something to do with how nonchalant and breezy he is, exactly the opposite of you; and so frustratingly attractive.

You look around as you sit quietly curled up at one end of the couch - your friends have vanished one by one. Bathroom breaks, runs for snacks, your best friend is taking a phone call while bringing more drinks.

Jooyeon is sprawled out comfortably on the floor, back resting against the couch you’re settled on. His arms are locked behind his head, so close to your tucked knees that it keeps you shifting awkwardly.

“Peak romance.” He turns to glance at you; an amused grin forms on his lips.

You huff a short laugh, trying to mask the fact that this closeness, the way he looks up at you with glowing eyes, isn’t making you flustered.

“It’s ridiculous,” you mumble, feeling relieved that he turns back to the screen where the male lead is standing in the rain, pouring his heart out with overly dramatic words of passion. “Nobody blurts out his feelings in real life like that.”

“Oh, I’m not so sure.” Jooyeon’s voice drops slightly lower, almost making you believe that he’s suddenly speaking seriously. “I was literally planning on confessing my undying love to you in a thunderstorm.”

“Shut up.” You scoff, shaking your head at his teasing.

He turns around just in time to see you rolling your eyes at him.

“People say I can be very dramatic, you know. I can pull it off.” He says through his usual charming grin; his palm is pressed against his chest. “I can do it right now.”

“Oh, really?” You raise a brow.

Your surprised gaze might come off as a challenge for Jooyeon who’s thoroughly enjoying this play, but on the inside, your heart is doing flips of excitement; it’s clenching at the thrill coming from the possibility that maybe… maybe, he means bits of the things he says.

Your eyes nervously shift the moment he turns to face you properly. Still kneeling on the ground, he moves a hand on your thigh and as though it’s some sort of a spell, your legs separate open.

“Jooyeon…” you almost whisper before swallowing thickly.

Your heart now begins to pound harshly as you can’t tell what’s actually happening.

“Don’t you think this is fate that keeps leaving us together?” He leans forward as his smug expression deepens. “Alone?”

You lock eyes, and it’s so difficult to think straight when his gaze is so hypnotising, so impactful. You’ve never seen Jooyeon only as a friend… not when he can make you fall apart by simply looking into your eyes.

“Is this… the start of your confession?” Your cheeks warm up while you try to steady your voice.

You expect him to burst out laughing any moment now. You expect to hear his voice elevate theatrically as he backs away, bragging that he’s a better actor than the guy in the movie.

Nothing of this sort happens.

Your breath catches up as he gets closer, lips tracing the naked skin of your inner thigh. In the meantime, his palms get familiar with the outer sides, gliding towards the end of your shorts, sneaking eagerly underneath.

“Wh-what are you doing?” You ask in a rush, immediately shooting a wary look at the door that’s definitely half-open.

For a moment, you forget how to breathe, experiencing multiple different emotions all at once - shock at the way he is scattering kisses along your skin, kisses that feel wet and hungry as though he’s about to take a bite out of your flesh; desire to touch him, to feel his sleek hair; panick at the realisation someone can walk in on you, and slight uneasiness, because you’re unsure what to do… especially with the warmth you can feel coiling low in your stomach.

Despite biting on your bottom lip, you still fail at suppressing a small whine, and once Jooyeon catches that alluring sound, he looks up, exhaling through his soft lips.

“I need you,” he states with much weaker voice; there’s tension darkening his eyes, but also something genuine glinting in the form of a spark. “I need you so fuckin’ bad, I think about this every day.”

And in this moment, everything inside you turns upside down.

“Please, say something.” He wets his lips slowly as his gaze flickers up at you, trying to look into your mind.

“Are you serious right now?” You ask, reaching to touch one side of his face like the gesture is something that is going to help you believe this is reality, and not a dream, or a project of your imagination.

“Should we get some privacy?” His gaze points at the door to the empty bedroom. “I’ll show you how serious I am if you let me.”

Already feeling lightheaded, you nod at his suggestion, but you have yet to move your hand away from his cheek.

Pleased at the physical contact, Jooyeon tilts his head just enough to invite your thumb on the tip of his tongue. His teeth graze your knuckle, shooting a warm thrill through your veins, then, his lips close around it - a sight, so appealing and arousing, it has you acknowledging your growing need for relief...

For a kiss.

Once the bedroom door is locked, Jooyeon wastes no time in removing your shorts along with your underwear; the dark spot brings a satisfied grin on his face, but the expression quickly fades as he buries his mouth into your warm folds.

His tongue glides, flat and hot, all the way to your clit; the sensational motions tranform into an eager kiss, into hungry sucking from his lips - this special attention on your sensitive bud brings such thrilling vibrations that you pull the pillow beside you to cover your face. Most importantly - your mouth.

Soon enough, Jooyeon finds out about this and quickly raises on his knees.

“Put that away!” He steals the cushion, throwing it on the floor.

“They’ll hear us”, you hiss before shutting your mouth again.

He doesn’t seem to share the same concerns though.

You watch him spit out his saliva on your glistening folds, then smear it everywhere only to slip the same fingers inside you.

The stimulation you feel in that moment is something you’ve never felt before.

You can hear your friends on the other side of the wall - chattering and buzzing. And yet, the rush flowing through your system is urging you to keep going; to go all the way. This is what you’ve been wanting for all these months.

“Sit on my face.” Jooyeon leans just a fraction closer, but close enough for you to feel the heat radiating from his skin; enough to hear the pleading ring in his whispers.

“Did you hear what I j-just said?”

“Please, baby, don’t do this to me,” Jooyeon pouts before dropping down to hide in your neck. Inevitably, he begins to nibble on your skin, slowly, matching the rhythm of his two long fingers that give your walls a nice stretch.

You’ve never reached this far inside you; it has you groaning and salivating against your palm as you press it closely to your lips.

“I need you now.” He mutters before licking a spot he just bit on. “This pretty pussy needs me just as bad, please, baby... I’ve never begged anyone for anything in my life before.”

At the sound of his words, you can’t help but run hands through his hair, tilting his head to kiss him - hard, until your fluttering chest begins to burn for air.

Before you can talk yourself out of it, you part lips, and at once you ask:

“Y-you want me to sit on your face?” Your breath stutters. “Are you sure?”

Jooyeon lets out a quiet laughter. Your pure flusteredness is endearing to him. How can he show you more clearly that what he desires the most is to provide for your pleasure?

“Yeah, baby.” His voice turns huskier as your overwhelming breaths mingle together. “This is not enough, I need you glued to my mouth.”

His forwardness is so effortless, so provocative, but you easily learn to love it, though it fuels your veins with adrenaline that you have yet to learn how to control.

“Wouldn’t that make it hard for you to breathe?” You mumble, too shy to meet his eyes as you climb up his body - so close and exposed.

“Don’t worry about me, sweetheart.” Jooyeon spreads you open with two hands, excited to see and taste the most intimate parts of you even better. “Just think about how good it will feel when you cum all over my face.”

The fact you sit for the sixty-nine position, without him bringing it up, is certainly the highlight of his night.

! please do not repost, copy or translate my works

! please keep in mind that english is not my first language. i apologise for any mistakes i’ve might missed

[seoktized]

gym bros 🤘(s.mt + o.sm)

pairing: seok matthew, oh seungmin [o.de] x fem!reader

word count: 1.8k

warnings: cursing, oral (m. + f. receiving), double penetration, unprotected sex, public ? (gym) sex, face riding, meanish!dom seungmin, soft!dom matthew. praise (f. receiving), o.de calls you a slut . i think that’s it

a/n: leave it to me to write a matthew threesome with a random idol :3

reblogs are very much appreciated!

nsfw under the cut, mdni.

every year you made a resolution to start bettering yourself by going to the gym but it always fell through, your schedule getting ‘too busy’ (or any other excuse you had to make yourself feel better.)

but this year, you decided to stop procrastinating and join the gym. this particular gym was owned by a friend’s friend, oh seungmin.

you were told good things about this gym, so you immediately signed up, even going as far as getting yourself a personal trainer. that’s how you met matthew.

matthew was everything you’d expect a personal trainer to be like. fit, confident, and encouraging. you definitely had doubts about joining the gym, constantly worried about others seeing and judging you. but matthew soothed all of those anxieties, encouraging you with a warm smile that you soon became very fond of.

and with that fondness of his smile came a particular liking to matthew himself. your little crush ended up hindering your ability to stay focused during your sessions with matthew, and he noticed.

while you were doing squats, matthew shook his head before coming over to you, placing a hand on your lower back and straightening your form. his other hand went to your thigh, pulling your legs farther apart. “don’t half-ass this.” he mumbled before going back to his previous spot.

now you’d be lying if you said the touch didn’t ignite something in you. the lingering feeling of his touch burning on your thigh. you tried your best to do as matthew said, but your brain was obviously in other places.

matthew’s eyebrows furrowed, “are you okay? you seem off today.” you shook your head, “just.. thinking about stuff.” matthew raised his eyebrow, but nodded.

“let’s try bench pressing.” he tilted his head towards the bench press machine. you nodded before making your way over to the machine, matthew close behind you.

what you didn’t see was matthew’s eyes scanning your body, watching how your ass moved in your gym shorts. he as well had something on his mind; you.

every time you come in for your sessions, matthew has to remind himself that you’re his client, he shouldn’t feel this way about you. but when you show up, your gym bra showing off your cleavage and your shorts hugging your curves just right… all of matthew’s sanity goes out of the window.

you laid down on the bench, adjusting yourself to lift the weight while matthew went to the top to spot you. your breath hitched as matthew seemed closer than usual. so close you could feel the warmth radiating off his body.

when you looked up, your eyes widened as you realized your face was almost crotch-level with matthew. he leaned over to adjust the weights before nodding at you, signaling you could begin your reps. “now, push your limits, i believe in you.” matthew encouraged.

you took a deep breath before reaching up to lift the bar. “there you go. you’re doing so good, just like that.” matthew praised. his words went straight to your core, causing a soft moan to leave your lips before you could catch yourself.

both yours and matthew’s eyes widened at the noise. you attempted to play it off, grunting more to make it seem as if the weights were too much, but matthew wasn’t buying it. a smug smirk was plastered across his face as he placed the bar back on the rack, “you’re clearly thinking of something else. you wanna tell me what’s going on in that pretty head?”

you pressed your thighs together at matthew’s sudden boldness. “c’mon don’t get shy now.. maybe i could help you ease your thoughts.” matthew purred, leaning down to be face level with you. “thinking about you, matthew.” you whispered.

matthew’s smirk grew before he stood up straight, glancing around the gym to see if anyone was still around. once he was sure no one was around, he went around to the side of the bench, “get on your knees, pretty.” you quickly got down, letting matthew sit down before you went between his thighs.

“so eager.” he chuckled before lifting his hips up to take his shorts off. you watched intensely as matthew slipped off his boxers, his hard cock springing out and slapping against his stomach. feeling your mouth water at the sight, you looked up at matthew, waiting for him to give you the green light.

he smiled at your awaiting form, “have at it darling.” you leaned forward, taking his length in your hand and pumping it slowly.

matthew bit his lip as he tried to suppress his moans. his eyes rolled back as you ran your tongue across his tip, giving kitten licks to it. “fuck, don’t tease, pretty.” he groaned, his hand leaving the bench to lace in your hair.

he slowly guided your mouth on his cock, pushing your head down until your nose came in contact with his pelvis. shameless curses and moans left matthew’s lips, your mouth feeling too good for him to care about someone overhearing you two.

while nobody was around in the gym area, his boss, seungmin was in the gym office sorting through paperwork before he heard the matthew’s moans. he quickly got up, worrying that someone had injured themselves while they were unattended.

when he reached the gym area, he was met with matthew, balls deep inside your mouth, groans escaping matthew’s lips every time you bobbed your head on his length.

seungmin narrowed his eyes as he cleared his throat, matthew’s eyes shooting open and you sputtering around his length. “really, matthew? couldn’t keep it in your pants for one session?” he scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest.

matthew blinked as his mind was currently all over the place, his orgasm ebbing away with every passing second. seungmin’s eyes trailed over your form, stopping on your teary eyes and swollen lips.

you’d met seungmin a handful of times, but you never made note of how buff he was. his size and the way he was staring made you feel small.

he slowly walked over to the two of you, eyes locked on you as he moved. he leaned down, “don’t think i could blame you, though.” he reached out, pressing his thumb past your lips. you began to suck, instantly submitting to seungmin.

matthew watched with wide eyes, wishing your mouth was still around his cock. “how bout this,” seungmin spoke up, “you finish sucking matthew off while you ride my face. i know you’re soaked down there..” seungmin awaited your response, eyes flicking up to matthew who’s eyes were locked on your lips around seungmin’s thumb.

you nodded enthusiastically, pulling off his thumb with a pop. “it hurts,” you said breathlessly. seungmin smiled before moving to lay down beside you, gesturing for you to climb onto his face.

matthew stood up as you shimmied out of your shorts, then moving over to seungmin. you threw your leg over the other side of his head, your cunt hovering over his mouth. matthew positioned himself by seungmin’s head, his cock in hand.

seungmin wrapped his arms around your thighs, gently pulling you down onto his mouth. his tongue quickly lapped at your juices, dipping it into your hole and messily thrusting the muscle inside of you.

any moan that could leave your lips was quickly muffled by matthew’s cock. “just like that, doll. sucking me so well.” matthew groaned. you moaned around his length as seungmin’s nose bumped against your clit with every movement of his head.

your hips started to subtly grind against seungmin’s tongue, your orgasm nearing quickly as he worked his tongue skillfully. “s-shit, gonna cum soon, love.” matthew warned. you began to suck him harder, desperately trying to get him to cum.

with a few more thrusts into your mouth, matthew groaned as he came, shooting his load down your throat. you let matthew’s cock fall from your lips as you swallowed his cum, watching him as you did so.

seungmin watched the two of you, the actions causing him to groan into your pussy. “s-so close-!” you cried, reaching down to lace your fingers in seungmin’s hair. he let you take over, sticking out his tongue for you to grind yourself on.

your mouth opened in a silent scream as you came on his tongue. seungmin lapped up your release, moaning at the taste. “tastes so good..” he mumbled against your cunt. you slowly slid off his face, going to straddle his lap instead. you leaned down, pressing your lips to his.

the kiss quickly got messy, seungmin’s tongue slipping into your mouth when you gasped, feeling his bulge against your cunt. matthew watched the scene in front of him, feeling himself grow hard at the sight.

“love, you think you could take both of us?” matthew asked, leaning down to lift your head towards him.

your eyes widened at his question before you bashfully nodded. matthew smiled before patting your head, moving to kneel behind you. seungmin quickly pulled off his bottoms, his cock standing tall. you lifted up, aligning his cock with your entrance before slowly sliding down on his length. curses left both of your lips at the feeling.

matthew let the two of you adjust before moving forward, pressing the tip to your already full hole. matthew slowly pushed in, watching as you collapsed against seungmin’s chest. “s-so full,” you moaned.

“i know pretty. you’re taking us so well, just a little more.” matthew massaged your sides soothingly as he bottomed out. your nails dug into seungmin’s chest as the two men slowly started to thrust into your cunt. sinful moans erupted from your throat as they stuffed you full.

“such a greedy s-slut taking two cocks at the same time.” seungmin said through gritted teeth. you were already too far gone, your quickly nearing orgasm turning your brain to mush. seungmin chuckled as he felt you drooling on his chest, “shit, we fucked her dumb, matt..” he said breathlessly.

matthew watched as you babbled and moaned loudly, “our pretty girl is gonna let us fill her up, hm?” matthew cooed, you moaned in response, incoherent words leaving your lips. your moans increased in pitch as you came around their cocks, your body shaking in their hold.

“i’m close,” seungmin groaned, the feeling of your cunt and matthew’s cock dragging against his sending him over the edge. matthew came soon after, both men emptying themselves inside your cunt.

“so good for us.. you okay, baby?” matthew asked, leaning down to caress your face. both matthew and seungmin pulled out, their mixed cum leaking from your cunt.

you hummed at matthew’s question, mind still too foggy to form sentences. “c’mon, pretty. let’s go get you cleaned up.” matthew stood up, bending down to pick you up.

he carried you to the gym’s showers, praising you every step of the way, seungmin followed close behind. both men helping to clean you up, pressing soft kisses to your skin. <3

[elllisaaa]

kicking my feet as i’m sending my first xdh thought here 🫶🏼 i’m SO excited that you’ve decided to write for them too and i just KNOW you will create great content for them sweetie!!

ok, uhm.. sucking on junhan’s neck and hearing him moan… ❤️‍🩹 something small but deadly to think about

omg you can't understand how excited i am to finally write for them and it's such an honour to start with an ask from you because you're kinda the one that inspired me to write for xdh soooo… thank you for your support sweetie, it means everything to me <3

JUNHAN who's absolutely down bad for you it's actually a little pathetic from his band members point of view, but he doesn't care because you're making him so happy.

junhan who only wants to come back home to you after a long and exhausting day at work. as soon as he spots you laying on the bed with your book, he's making his way over to you. you look up at him with a soft smile on your face that never fails to make his heart flutter. noticing how tired your boyfriend seems to be, you open your arms and he falls into your embrace so easily.

"how was your day, pretty boy ?" you asked in a quiet tone, your hands running through his long hair, junhan's head nuzzled in your neck, his tensed body relaxing into yours. he loved how your mere presence could soothe him so quickly. "draining… but we made a lot of progress for the new album. and i filmed something for you." - "that's so sweet baby, thank you. i'm so proud of you, you're doing so good."

junhan hums at your words, tightening his grip around your waist. he is so glad to have you and your praises to calm him down at the end of the day. he smiles as he feels your lips against his temple, his cheeks, his nose and his forehead. you pepper his whole face with kisses as he giggles shily. you end up pecking his lips sweetly, and let your lips dip down along his jaw and finally planting a kiss on the sensitive skin of his neck. you can see his red ears, but the way he leans into your touch encourages you to continue. so you go on and kiss his neck all over, soon getting the urge to suck on the skin, which you do.

you are not expecting the moan that leaves junhan's lips, but you grin at the pretty sound he makes. "you liked that, pretty boy ?" - "yes… want more", he admits timidly, and your smirk widens as you get on top of him. his beautiful eyes are already glazed with desire as he lets you slip your hands underneath his oversized shirt as you lean down to suck on his neck again. your nails grazing the skin of his abdomen paired with the way you are littering his neck with hickeys gets him dizzy, and he can't control the moans and whimpers escaping his lips.

you detach yourself from his neck for a few moments, admiring the masterpiece you created - his skin covered in your purple marks, and you feel incredibly turned on by the sight of your ownership of him. "you're so pretty like this… all mine." - "only yours." and with the way junhan lets you cover the other side of his neck with your marks too, still moaning so prettily, he can't deny how proud he is to be yours and to show off the effect you have on him.

[jooillusion]

No thoughts but riding nerdy hyeongjuns face and the he cums untouched on my mind

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

(tumblr killed the quality of these photos oof)

so at first you didn't take hyeongjuns request serious at all. in return of him helping the popular girl out with her homework, you'd sit on his face.

but it took your homework being finished and for him to give you the look and you knew he was serious.

ugh imagine his white glasses resting messily on his eyebrows because you keep rutting against his face, his rosy cheeks covered in your essence :,)

you curse under your breath, "how long have you been waiting for this?" and he only responds with a grunt because thats literally all he could do right now.

you can see his cock jumping with excitement out of your peripheral when you watch his eyebrows furrow in concentration. now see, you'd def return the favor by going down on him in this very moment, but hyeongjun is holding you down by the thighs and putting all of your weight onto his face as he devours every little drop you have to offer down, gripping indents in your thighs. you can't run from it even if you wanted to.

hyeongjuns tongue laps against your clit down to your hole in a swift motion, way too swift for your need to orgasm. you're too blissed out to even notice at first, sparks of electricity running through your body once you're brought to your peak, the moan that frees itself from the depths of your throat chiming way too loud for nobody nearby to not know whats going on.

you're unable to see hyeongjun's hips shallowly thrusting up into the air as he reaches his peak as well, ropes of cum shooting from his tip to his abdomen and stomach. his mouth opens and breathes against your cunt for a split second before he's diving back in to clean up your messy orgasm, groaning and sucking on your clit one more time before he pulls off of it with a pop.

you lightly lift your hips up off of his face which prompts for him to let go, his cheeks still as rosy as before and his lips all red and swollen. it's silent between you two, the only sound being hushed breaths as you both try to regain it.

it wasn't until you run a hand through his hair and fix his glasses so that they're properly resting on the bridge of his nose and the lenses lining up with his eyes.

"thank you." he smiles shyly, looking down at his stomach. you turn your head, eyeing the mess of liquid that's still sits fresh, turning your head back to hyeongjun. you finally climb down from his face, your body moving down until your face to face with his stomach.

"i-it's fine really i c-could clean..." hyeongjun trails off, your warm tongue running against his burning skin. you smirk to yourself once you feel his cock jumping in interest.

[sugawhaaa]

💜GAON SMUT HEADCANONS💜

Sex with Gaon would...

Warnings//genre:: SMUT, oral (f/m rec), fingering, shower sex, bdsm, sex toys

Pairing:: switch!Gaon x switch!fem!reader

A/N::my goal for this fanfic is specifically 97 notes...idk why but my brain it telling me that's the one

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Feel like

☆-Gaon's touch can be rough and desperate or sometimes gentle and thorough. Jiseok's love for you shows through touch but it changes consistently with the situation.

☆-after touring or a few days apart Jiseok gets clinging as hell. As soon as he gets through the doorway his fingers are tangled in your hair, groping your skin, and grazing over your androgynous zones.

☆-Jiseok likes making sex last for hours, frankly, because he thinks it's something worth cherishing, so by the end of it your body is buzzing and twitching

☆-He is a TEASE so you'll be getting edged and/or overstimulated a lot

☆-he's a big fan of both fingering and giving oral. His fingers and hands are strong and flexible due to his guitarist talent. This also makes his fingers really fast...

☆-as for oral his tongue is just perfectly molded and his lips give him a bonus strength in making you cum

☆-Gaon loves your curves so he likes to grab you by the hips or waist to accentuate your body for both himself and you if you're watching

☆-adding onto the tease note, he likes to restrain you a lot. Tie up your wrists, fasten a vibrator to your clit, fasten your ankles, pretty much anything that limits your movements is his game.

Sound like

☆-sex with Jiseok will sound very different depending on a lot of different factors. Sometimes he likes to fuck you in public settings which would result in trying to be quiet, sometimes he likes to show the whole world how good he makes you feel and lets you scream your heart out.

☆-Jiseok likes a very odd sound during sex, the sound of you gripping the sheets. There are some nights in the dorms where you just have to be quiet and so you do, keeping your moans to a minimum, but due to the quietness, you can distinctly hear the sound of your pussy clinging to his cock and the sheets ruffling.

☆-he's the type of guy to pat your ass, not smack, but pat. Either to bring you back down to reality when he asks you questions or to reward you for doing a good job.

☆-lot's of surprised gasps when you're with this man. You'll be surprised how many tricks his guitarist fingers know.

☆-This may be a stretch but I think Gaon is the type of man to groan and grunt more than anything when he's fucking someone. When getting his cock played with, that's different, but when actually penetrating he'd mainly let out little grunts.

☆-the sound of a vibrator and his devilish, cocky, chuckles. He's a huge tease with vibrators so hearing that buzz, that matches the one in your head, is not uncommon.

☆-as I mentioned in the feelings section he is a TEASE so lots of whining, whimpering, and begging from you is not uncommon

Look like

☆-wet, sticky, hot sex. That's what Jiseok is all about and this falls over into how he looks during sex.

☆-I can see him really enjoying specifically shower sex so seeing him dripping wet is not an unfamiliar sight

☆-however most of the time when he's wet it's from his own sweat and/or spit. I imagine Gaon to get sweaty easily while having sex, especially around his neck, chest, and face. His soaked jawline is 😍 and the way his hair clings to it and the rest of his face.

☆-I can vividly picture his lips ghosting over your neck and upper chest while rutting into you. He does the same when he's fucking you from behind but he finds that sensitive spot between your shoulder blades and tease that one spot

☆-Gaon can be anywhere with you, below, above, beside, in between your legs, he's happy being anywhere near you as long as you're moaning, but a sight you'll see often is your legs up on his shoulders. This happens either when he is fucking you, originally in missionary, or when eating you out

☆-Jiseok makes sure to always make eye contact when eating you out. He has to make eye contact at least twice, if not more, every time.

☆-I can see Jiseok liking the idea of blindfolding you so sometimes you may not even see anything 🤭

Taste like

☆-Jiseok's lips were made to eat out or be made out with, that isn't even a fact to debate.

☆-He lowkey loves it when you wear vibrant lipstick that leaves your lip print on his lips and body <3

☆-He's the type of guy that'd be into trying the mint method, aka having a really strong breath mint before eating you out. It creates a warm, tingly and sometimes burning feeling but Gaon's the type of freak to be into that

☆-On the contrary he'd be into giving you some Flintts before giving him a blow job (for those who don't know Flintts is a type of mint that makes your mouth profusely water)

☆-hear me out...cum bubbles...

☆-When receiving blow jobs Jiseok really doesn't mind how you do it. Deep throat, sucking hard, using your hand, he seriously doesn't mind as long as you make a mess

☆-On the topic of mess, he loves loves loves to cum on your face and/or give you facials. Something about it is so lewd to him.

[odigaon]

baby

summary: you and your boyfriend decide to start a family together

rating: smut, 18+

characters: optional bias x afab reader

word count: 1,161

warnings: dumbification, oral (female receiving) impreg, unprotected sex

unedited!

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there you were. spread out, dripping, and anticipating what he was going to do next. the thick fog of subspace hazing your brain was preventing any fully coherent thought from forming in your head. it was okay though. you knew that he was there.

for the last hour you had been bent into multiple positions all over your apartment (and outside): the car before you even arrived home, the front door, the couch, and the dining room table before he finally got you into the bedroom. your poor cunt was swollen and tender from cumming so many times, but every touch from him still felt as good as ever.

now he had you here on your shared bed. on your back with your legs spread and knees pushed up to your chest. his face was buried in your pussy, no doubt that his mouth was covered in spit and cum. how many times had you been eaten out tonight? three? four? it feels so good your brain is practically melting out of your ears.

at this point you think he must be doing it for his pleasure and not yours. every swipe of his tongue and suckle from his mouth has you keening and whimpering. words aren’t even being formed but he knows just what you need.

what gets you the most though? his moaning and whining. every time he feels you clench around his tongue makes him want to stop just slide into you and feel it on his cock. when he hears your voice pick up in pitch, he presses your knees further into your chest and avidly continues exactly what he was doing in order to get you your release for the fifth time that night.

you feel the knot in your tummy start to tighten. toes curling and fingers grasping on to the sheets as best you can, you try your best to warn him, but the only thing that can leave your lips are moans and whines.

letting out a loud squeal, your release hits you like a freight train. white hot pleasure radiates from the top of your head to the bottoms of your feet. black spots dot your vision as you try to come down from your high. you feel him pull away from your cunt and sit up slowly. trying to blink away the haze, you do your best to follow him with your eyes.

he massages your thighs and whispers, “are you feeling okay, baby?”

when all you can do is sigh and blink at him he giggles, “silly me. why am i asking you when you’re too fucked out to answer? i’m sorry. my dumb little baby can only think with her pretty pussy right?”

you feel your cheeks flare up. even fucked out, you can tell his tone is the one he uses in times like this: a bit mean but still conveying his love and adoration for you.

“not dumb.” you muster out

“oh so my pretty girl can use her voice! what do you want next baby? no begging. just tell me and i’ll give it to you. but you have to use that pretty voice of yours or i’m gonna have you the way i want,” he says while lightly tracing the outer folds of your pussy.

“cock!”

embarrassing. you meant to form a full sentence, but evidently it’s not in the cards for you tonight.

“aw does my pretty baby want my cock?”

you nod your head frantically

“uh uh uh. words, baby.”

“yes. wan’ your cock please.”

he smiles one of smiles he saves for when you do something especially cute. pushing him self up slightly, he readjusts you both to be a bit more comfortable.

“you ready?”

“mmhm.”

he lines him self up, and slides home. or at least it might as well be home.

the first slide in is always his favorite. the sound you make is a drawn out combination of a moan and a whine. that sounds almost makes him blow every time.

he presses into you further and you think you feel all the air leave your lungs. he’s so deep, you think you feel him in your stomach. every inch deeper is making you lose your mind and before you know it, all train of thought leaves you and you are solely focused on his cock inside you. the loud ground that leaves him sends you over the edge again; tightening up on him and preventing him from moving .

“fuck baby. i love you so fucking much. your cunt was made for me. i wish i could spend the rest of my life inside you, pretty girl.”

god. the things he’s saying.

if that’s one thing you love about him fucking you: he always ends up fucking the both of you dumb.

the slow, deep thrusts leave you clenching and unclenching around him uncontrollably. one small change in the position, putting your knees back up to your chest, leaves him grazing your g spot. now your mouth has become a waterfall of whines and moans, if anyone tried to quiet you right now, you don’t think they could.

you feel him leaning down close to your ear and nuzzling your neck.

“yeah? that feel good baby? god i wanna cum inside you so bad. will you let me?”

all you can do is wrap your arms around his back and sink your nails into his broad shoulders.

“yeah? want me to cum inside? fuck, pretty girl wants me cum inside her and get her pregnant, huh?”

at that, your eyes nearly roll back in your head. pregnant? he always talked about wanting kids, but you didn’t know that he wanted them this bad.

a chorus of “yeses” start leaving your mouth. all you want, all you’ve been thinking about for the past couple months while the both of you had sex was how bad you wanted him to cum in you.

“you’d look so beautiful pregnant.”

it’s the last straw. as you’re cumming again you muster enough effort to reply to him.

“i want them to have your laugh.”

he starts picking up the pace and leans away slightly to look at you clearly. the pretty smile and misty eyes tell you that he loves you.

“I want them to look just like you, baby. your eyes, your smile, your cute little nose. i want them to know how great of a mommy they have.”

your eyes start to tear up. how can this man make you feel like this while still fucking you so good?

whimpering louder, you clench down on him in an effort to keep him inside. you want nothing more than for him to fill you up with his cum and get you pregnant right now in this moment.

his groans and moaning grow in volume as he gets closer to his release.

whispering out a small, “please. fill me up. i want it all. please. i wanna make you a daddy.”

his thrusts start to grow sloppy and he begins thrusting into you without his earlier finesse.

“you want it all? i’ll give it all to you baby. only you.”

with a handful more thrusts, your boyfriend is finishing inside you. his head drops into your neck while he rides out his high, whimpering in your ear. reaching up to run your fingers through his hair, you ask, “you really think i’ll be a pretty mom?”

he chuckles a bit at that, smiling into your skin and giving you a small kiss.

“i said beautiful. not just pretty.”

a soft blush colors your cheeks. he lightly strokes the side of your face while he looks at you like you hung the stars in the sky.

“you really wanna be parents right now?”

at that he lifts up, gives you small kiss on the forehead, nose, and then lips. he grasps your sides gently and shuffles the both of you around to where your head now lays on his shuddering chest.

“i want nothing more, baby. i’d do or give up anything in order to start a family with you.”

at that, your eyes mist over. god, you really love this man.

“should we start thinking of baby names and nicknames then?”

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thank you so much for taking the time to read! if you liked it, please leave a like and reblog and if you’re feeling extra nice, a comment as well!

if you have any questions or would just like to talk, feel free to drop in my ask box!

[m00gyu]

The lack of xdinary heroes fic's is absolutely criminal... 😔😮‍💨

[jooyeonsvape]

Currently a whore thinking about Hyeongjun secretly fucking the sister of one of his bandmates?? Always loved the "brother's friend" trope!!

Just imagine hiding from your (overprotective) brother to fuck his bandmate and friend: Han Hyeongjun!! Hot as hell if you ask me😵‍💫😵‍💫

i like the way you think 🙌

i dont know why but i get the vibe gunil would be super protective over his younger sister, especially in a house full of men.

“hyeongjun are you coming to lunch with his?” jungsu asks and he swallows the ball in the back of his throat when he sees gunil. “n-no, i’m going out with a friend.”

he was actually meeting you at a nearby hotel because all of the boys got off early and were going to be in the dorms all night.

the boys just shrugged his weird behavior off as hyeongjun being his introverted self and not wanting to tell them his buisness.

he walks in the hotel lobby, making sure no one saw him come in then runs up the stairs to the room you sent him. he enters and his face immediately changes to a bright bunny smile, “have you waited long?”

you didn’t answer and just open your arms for him from the bed, missing him for the past week. “you’ve been so busy, i needed this.” you whisper as he kicks his shoes off and takes you in his arms.

“i missed you too, i have 2 days off and i don’t want to leave this room until monday.” he chuckles, running his fingers through your and kissing your forehead.

“i hate that we have to hide like this… we aren’t criminals.. my brother is so inflexible.” you mutter and hyeongjun shrugs, “he’s just being an older brother, he’ll have to accept it sooner or later.”

to lighten the mood, you flop hyeongjun on his back and straddle his waist with ease, like you’ve done plently times before. “i like your hair in a half up ponytail.”

he blushes and massages your hips in his large hands, “i know, thats why i put it up.” you giggle and lean down, kissing his lips with more passion from the anger your brother causes you.

you couldn’t lie, it was kind of exciting sneaking around and not knowing if you would get caught though. hyeongjun took the lead which he usually does by flipping you around and marking your neck with little hickeys that will disappear in a day or so.

“can we try something different?” you ask in a low voice, blushing at your dirty thoughts. “what is it baby?” he asks a little scared, knowing you had a perverted mind. “nothing crazy, i just really want you to fuck my mouth.” hyeongjun chuckles and stands up, stripping off his clothes without speaking.

you took it as a yes and started stripping off your clothes as well, until both of you were completely naked. “come to the edge of the bed.” he commands which made your pussy twitch. you crawl towards his hard on and look up with innocent eyes, “open.”

hyeongjun was stroking his dick at the sight of you on all fours and leans over to slap your ass while you open your mouth wide. “be a good girl and try to take me all in.” you nod excitedly and feel his push your lips open with his tip, the salty taste of his precum coating your tongue.

“fuck.” he groans when he was halfway in and begins thrusting, the tip now hitting the sides of your mouth. he quickens at the sound of your gag and grips your hair tightly in his fingers.

“im gonna go all the way in now.” hyeongjun moans and pulls out slowly then slams his entire dick down your throat. he does it again and then grabs both sides of your head, fucking your mouth fast.

his hand slaps your ass until it was red and you moan against him with teary eyes. you mastered breathing through your nose so he didnt have to pull out for breaks and he just fucked your throat like he does your pussy.

“im close.” he whines, gripping your hair again and his face twitches from the pleasure, shooting a stream of cum down your throat. you smirk when he pulls out, twirling your finger around his sensitive tip.

“get hard again, i want to do that again.” you giggle with a hoarse voice and his phone starts ringing. you both look down to see it says ‘gunil’ and he purses his lips together.

“leave me alone, i’m with my girlfriend.” was all hyeongjun says before hanging up and you blush, he never called you that before so now you know you’re his officially.

a/n: thank you for suggesting this!! i hope it was what you were looking for, ily

[odetojjoo]

DRUMMER JOOYEON 🫦

I mean he can bang me hard instead but whatever

[joocomics]

welcome to joocomics’ 2024 kinktober event

this event is 18+ minors do not interact!

here’s some information you may want to know:

⊱ all of the works i will be posting throughout october will be nsfw

⊱ because it’s my first time doing a bigger event like this i’ve decided to do few shorter works (up to 900 words) and few longer ones (up to 2k words max) for each member of xdinary heroes

⊱ there will be no dark content. as always, each work will have its own content warnings listed so you know what to expect before reading

⊱ you can message me anytime or leave a comment below if you’d like to be tagged - for specific work(s)/member or for all posts so you don’t miss out on anything you’re interested in reading

MASTERLIST

day one — thigh riding w/ gunil

day two — collar w/ jungsu

day three — hate sex w/ gaon

day four — sensory deprivation w/ o.de

day five — corruption kink w/ junhan

day six — temperature play w/ jooyeon

day seven — formal wear w/ gunil

day eight — anal w/ jungsu

day nine — sex tape w/ gaon

day ten — somnophilia w/ o.de

day eleven — cuddlefucking w/ junhan

day twelve — spit kink w/ jooyeon

day fourteen — nsfw links w/ ot6

day sixteen — guided masturbation w/ gunil

day eighteen — role reversed w/ jungsu

day twenty — mask kink w/ ghostface!gaon

day twenty four — anonymous sex w/ camboy!o.de written by @xhfics and camboy!jooyeon written by me

day twenty six — cockwarming w/ junhan

day twenty eight — pet play w/ jooyeon

day thirty — toys w/ ot6

day thirty one — nsfw links w/ ghostface!gaon

please be patient with me in case of any changes in the event or posting schedule!

♡ here’s my general masterlist if you’re looking for something to read in the meantime…

thank you in advance to those of you who will be reading and supporting my first kinktober event! i’m so excited and i really hope you enjoy the experience as much as me!

[seoktized]

hi everyone!! you might know junhanner/xinyanyan/neogreencurry here on tumblr, but i wanted to let you all know she is a catfish..! i wanna show everyone proof so she doesn’t try and make me seem like i’m in the wrong.

wednesday, i confronted her about the whole thing (with proof) and she kept up this lie which i didn’t believe for a second.

i asked her about a picture she said was her, where if you reverse image searched on pinterest you could find it, but there was an emoji on the girls face. so i zoomed in on the girls face and you could tell it’s been drawn over.

when confronted about it, this is what she said:

but yesterday, she sent these ppl on pinterest who uploaded the pictures she sent me of her face and said they stole her pics from xiaohongshu (a chinese pinterest basically)

so, i downloaded the app and did the little reverse image search and i found the original girl and it literally has nothing to do with “xinyan” on the account.

i had a feeling she’s from romania cause i have a clock in romania on my clock app and she’d send screenshots (most of the time she’d cover the times and say that her clock is broken) when she forgot, the times aligned with the times in romania. she’d say that her phone would reset and change to romanian time because she bought the phone in romania.

and today i asked her to send me a video of her face, she danced around the subject and only replied to smth small then blocked me.

she then texted me on instagram and was like “i just have a very traumatic experience from this and something is holding me back from sending it” which confirmed it for me.

she was banned from the discord server we were in but proceeded to message every person she was “friends” with to try and see what i was saying & threatening to “expose” me by showing things that was said about a mutual friend. most of these conversations were initiated by her and i simply agreed.

i will own up to it, i was a asshole to a friend and i have since apologized to that friend. i’m very irritable person, so, i get annoyed easily and i said things i shouldn’t. i know i’m wrong and i’m not afraid to say that.

she also made a statement “defending herself”, which was just her yelling at me and trying to make me seem like a bad person.

the ootd pictures she’d send were also from xhs. i found her actual account and she follows the girl mentioned above and the girl who posts the dress pictures.

today she’s been nonstop dming me on tumblr saying she cannot send a video because she has trauma from such things. she compared it to an someone with an ed having to eat their fear food which seems a bit of a stretch and wrong to say.

i simply asked for a video to prove she’s real, but she’s stalled the whole time saying “idk what to do in the video” or bringing up the trauma. she called me insane though i have proof that she’s using someone else’s pictures and she won’t even send a video to prove that she’s who she says she is.

i’m just putting this out there for anyone who is friends with her and to tell my side of the story incase she tries to switch it up. thank u for ur time :3

[elllisaaa]

hellooo <3 i’ve had o.de strength kink in mind for so long but i explored the thought recently

him coming home one day all flushed, looking for you as soon as he steps inside. when he finds you he’s all up on you telling you that he missed you extra today, not hesitating to quite literally rip your clothes off with those big muscles and strong hands of his >~<

SEUNGMIN has an obvious STRENGTH KINK, it doesn't even surprise you - why would he work so much on these muscles if it isn't useful ?

he especially needs to show his strength when he comes back from the gym. usually, he'll send you one or two selfies from him when he's working out, already making you go crazy about how hot he looks. so when he comes home with his arms on display because of the sleeveless shirt he's wearing, he immediately notices the way you're looking at him hungrily, a smirk playing on his face as he comes closer to wrap an arm around your waist and kiss your lips.

"hi pretty girl." you're quick to reciprocate the kiss. seungmin hasn't been able to come see you for a few days because of his packed schedule, so now that you finally have some time with him, you want to make the most of it. "you missed me ?", seungmin asks when you wrap your arms around his neck in an attempt to stop him from going too far. you simply nod, and his smirk widens. "i missed you too, baby." - "then kiss me some more. i missed this too." your boyfriend chuckles but he listens and leans down to kiss you again. he can't lie, he missed feeling you close to him too, and he purposely sent you these photos of him at the gym to get you riled up.

which seems to have worked just fine as you're already whining against his mouth, your hands wrapped around his biceps to not so subtly feel him up. seungmin slowly backs you up against the couch, pushing on your shoulders to make you sit on the armrest, one hand gripping your jaw strongly, his fingers digging into your cheeks. "you want me pretty ?" - "yes, please." - "good girl." the way his eyes shine with mischief tells you that he perfectly knows what his words are doing to you. without any more words, seungmin grabs your hips, easily flipping you around and pushing down on your back so that you lean forward, holding your ass up in the air. you bite your bottom lip to restrain the moan threatening to escape you because the fact that he can do that without any efforts makes you even wetter.

"so fucking gorgeous like this, this pretty ass is mine, right ?" he punctuates his sentence by a slap against your cheeks, holding you in place as you squirm and whine. "yes, it's all yours seungmin." - "so you're gonna let me have this pussy too, uh ?" - "please, please, i need you to fuck me." - "i love it when you beg like that angel." and then, he pushes up your oversized shirt - that is actually one of his - and discovers your lacy, navy blue panties, eyes staring down at the wet spot that already grew and made the material darker. "so wet for me and i didn't even do anything." - "you know what you're doing…" he can hear the pout on your lips, and he chuckles as he runs his fingers against your drenched underwear. "and it works every time." and it truly does, as you whine to the light touches he gives you, unable to move even an inch with the way his iron grip on your hips holds you right there.

and then, you hear the sound of tissue ripping, gasping when air hits your wet folds and you realize that seungmin just tore up your underwear. "seungmin ! they were expensive !" - "i'll buy you some more angel, just let me have you." his hand running down your spine under your shirt shuts you up quickly, shivers coming alive on your skin everywhere. you turn your head to the side to get a glimpse of his face, eyebrows knitted together as he stares at your pussy. "please, just fuck me." - "anything you want." he quickly discards his sweatpants and boxers, gripping your hips again as he slides right in.

"shit, you're so tight." - "feels so good…" - "yeah ? gonna make you feel even better pretty." you bury your head in the couch, letting seungmin move your hips back against his to match his powerful thrusts. the way he's able to maneuver you so easily has you clenching around him, releasing a moan of his name as you try to keep yourself up but your legs are already shaking too much. and if it wasn't for his strong arms wrapping around your waist, you would've already collapsed on the floor. "you love it that i'm strong enough to do all that pretty girl, admit it." you nod your head, eyes filling up with tears at the new angle he's hitting inside of you due to the change of position. "y-yes… it's so hot." and that's all seungmin needs to hear, that's all the motivation he needs to keep going to the gym.

[jooillusion]

hii :)))

so that photo of seungmin's back... isn't like gym sex perfect for him? like he clearly knowing that he's being watched and then flex even more and in the end we end up in the locker room... i mean, this man makes want to scratch and mark all his back 🤭

-🎱

YESSS OMG

seungmin literally has the prettiest body and i feel like he loves to show off a little (his bubble ARF ARF ARF)

ugh just imagine working at the front desk of the gym and he’d come in every day. you got the perfect view of him working out, watching his biceps bulge when he lifts weights and his back muscles fill out when he does chest presses. you wouldn’t even notice when another person had walked in and it became a common occurrence for your coworker having to scold you for not paying attention.

the first time be caught you looking, you thought it’d be the only time, your eyes quickly looking down and you having to pretend like you’re something behind the counter. when you thought the coast was clear you look up again, catching him smiling at you and shaking his head in amusement.

it became a repetitive thing though, him either glancing at you looking at him through the mirror at you watching or turning his head to see if you saw that. you still pretended to have shame though, only looking when he wasn’t paying that much attention towards you.

the more you stared though the more the warnings piled up. your boss appointed you to clean the locker rooms for the rest of the week and you were disappointed since you couldn’t get your fill of entertainment. you sweep the tile floors, cursing at your boss under your breath for having to make you clean the locker room that seemed never ending.

you were finally in the last row, wiping the sweat that beaded across your forehead, glancing at the clock that was perched on the wall, noticing that it was way past the usual time the stranger—seungmin you think due to looking at his membership—would show up and leave. you shake your head, continuing to sweep to pass by time.

“excuse me?” you hear from behind your shoulder. the voice irritated you even more since you left a sign outside of the locker room door to indicate that it was closed for now. your breathe in before turning around.

“sorry but the locker room isn’t…” you trail off, the voice belonging to him. your stop dead in your tracks, his shirt off and a light drops of sweat rolling down his arms. your eyes trail downwards, looking at his toned stomach. your eyes scan the ink that adorns his rib and finally down to the deep v-line that is cut off by his gym shorts that loosely rest low on his hips. you clear your throat again, shaking your head to regain focus. “the locker room isn’t open right now.”

you can’t tell whether or not the smile on his face is either friendly or cocky, but he looks down to the floor, leaning against the cold steel of the lockers before he looks back up at you.

“you should at least let me get my shirt out of my locker.”

“excuse me?” you scoff, setting the broom down.

“you know, with all the staring you do. do you have any humility?” he laughs, walking past you and stopping once he reaches his locker. “seungmin, by the way. did you enjoy the seungmin show?”

your words are caught in the back of your throat and you’re stuck with stuttering out an excuse. seungmin watches, digging inside of his locker for the shirt and mindlessly nodding, pulling his sleeveless shirt over his head. the slam of the small locker door shutting stops anymore words from leaving your mouth.

“maybe get a video next time, pretty girl. it’ll save you some of the trouble.” seungmin winks, walking past you and leaving you behind with a dropped jaw.

UGH AND imagine after that you haven’t stared at him since and it pisses him off a little bit. seungmin likes your attention obviously and it’d be easier to tease you the next time he runs into you, maybe asking you was his form perfect or ask you how many pull ups he did as if you knew.

but he couldn’t even do that, since he watched you like a hawk through the mirror and you haven’t looked up from your computer once, the only time being is when you would welcome people in.

yeah, seungmin was pissed.

he watches your boss tell you something that he can’t hear, watching you leave from behind the counter to grab your broom and dustpan. you made sure to show your frustrations, placing the big “locker rooms closed” sign outside of the room.

but seungmin will just do like he did last time, walk right past the sign to get his shirt from his locker.

you on the other hand is not too please when you hear footsteps again for the third time, slowly getting more and more frustrated due to the gym head bastards ignoring the big ass sign you put outside of the locker room. you inhale, ready to put bass inside of your voice at the fourth—and hopefully last—person to enter the locker room, but your words are stuck yet again at the sight of seungmin.

he looks a bit different than when you last saw him a few weeks ago, his body slightly bulkier and his abs more defined. you shut your eyes trying to show self restraint, taking another deep inhale before looking at him one more time.

“you know you can’t be in here. please leave.”

“i just want my shirt.” he says, almost emotionless. you roll your eyes.

“make it quick.” you say and he nods, walking past you to his locker. he eyes you, watching you go back to sweeping and completely ignoring his presence. it bruises his ego a little bit, but he keeps his mouth shut as he pulls his shirt over his head.

“wait,” you stop sweeping, turning around. seungmin raises an eyebrow. “can i have a little feel?”

seungmin’s somewhat bruised pride swells again. “where?”

“here?” your hand comes up to his bicep. he turns his arm towards you and curls his arm, the muscles of his arms bulging as he flexes. you give it a squeeze, your eyes widening. “you’re really strong.”

“oh yeah?” you nod your head, your hands traveling up and down his arm, giving small squeezes on the firm muscles. “you know what else i can lift?”

“what?”

seungmin moves, turning completely towards you and grabbing your waist. he lifts you off of your feet, gasping once he pushes your back against the lockers, your legs wrapping around his torso so you wouldn’t fall.

“i’ve been wanting to do this ever since i caught you in here last time.” seungmin says just above whisper, his sweatpants growing tight in the front once his mind is able to register your clothed heat against his pelvis. he knew you two had been painfully attracted to one another, but he didn’t dare make another move until your eyes were on his, your arms wrapping around his shoulders, making it crystal clear that you both wanted this.

your hands run over his broad shoulders and down the smooth skin his back, “but what if another person walks in?”

“then let them. it’ll probably be the highlight of their day.” you both share a chuckle that evaporates into the air.

seungmin buries his face into the flesh of your neck, his flexed arms burning. he doesn’t mind the burn, blaming it on himself for only focusing on arm workouts today, but your warmth and hushed breaths pay for it, leaving seungmin no room to complain.

your head falls against the locker with a thump, trying to distract yourself from the orgasm building up. seungmin angles his hips at a better angle, his cock deliciously hitting your g spot, making you squeal a little too loudly. your nails bite deep down in the flesh his shoulder blades to his back, raking over the scratches you had left not that long ago.

seungmin couldn’t hold back the sharp hiss and whine that’d been bubbling up in his throat, his hips snapping into you, shuddering at the cold air that tickles the raw scratches. his flush palms dig into your waist, holding you tighter when he feels your walls clench around him. “god, you feel so good.” he breathes out, lapping at your neck before roughly biting into it.

you feel your heartbeat throbbing out of your chest, the heavy thumps beating through your ears in contrast with the sound of seungmin’s hips meeting the back of your thighs. you pant, arms swings around seungmin’s marked shoulders as you pull him in close, panting hot onto the skin.

seungmin feels your body tense under the flex of his fingers, moving you up and down to match the movement of his hips. he roughly pushes you against the lockers in response to the tug of your warm, tightening walls, bleaching his mind blank. you’re too far gone to notice and he’s just as desperate as you, fucking you like his life depended on it as he chases his orgasm that blooms in the pit of his stomach.

the harsh thrust that seungmins hips deliver is all your orgasm needs, the loud wail that comes straight from your throat rings through seungmins ear like a bell. it’s your body’s turn to shudder as it comes undone, your eyebrows knitting together and seungmins palm covering your open mouth.

“i still need to cum.” he says weakly between breaths, sliding down your body and back to your waist. his still hips began to thrust into you again, slow enough to not overstimulated you too much but still pleasurable enough for him.

your legs snugly wrap around his torso. his hand over your mouth muffles the mewls that escape your lips, giving one, two more thrusts before he’s spilling inside of you in thick ropes.

seungmins head falls into the steel lockers behind you. he heavily pants into your clothed shoulder, his hands offering soft squeezes into the meat of your waist. you two stay like that for god knows however long, blissed out and completely unaware of the everything around you. he pulls away once his breathing steadies, lifting you up gently to pull you off his length. he helps you pull up your trousers and steady yourself before pulling up his own.

“are you guys finally done?” a voice calls from one of the far rows of the room. and you know that loud, annoying voice that likes to bitch from anywhere—it belongs to your boss.

please remember that this is a work of pure fiction.

[kcake555]

O.de cake 🍰

xdinary heroes

[odigaon]

soft

summary: oc is friends with the girl of his dreams and after his friend tries to make a move, he takes her to his room and shows her what she’s been missing out on

parings: male pov x thicc! virgin! female reader

word count: 4,945

warnings: loss of virginity, creampie, oral (f. receiving)

he couldn’t help the way his eyes always seem to drift to her. the way her soft, pink lips pursed and stretched to form words, smiles, and various other expressions that he always found endearing. even when she was angry, frustrated tears pooling at her waterline and threatening to spill over as her voice grew louder and her words were coming out choppy and stuttered, as if she was trying to get every thought out at once and her poor mouth struggled to keep up. she was even precious then.

everything about her was soft. nothing on her was sharp unless you counted her tongue and the occasional eyeliner wing she would wear. her soft doe eyes becoming sultry and siren like, suggesting that she knew all of your darkest desires and would make all of them come true.

even then softness seemed to be a quality of hers. he wanted to spend the rest of his life caressing the soft curves of her body.

he knew she wasn’t innocent. far from it actually. from the elfish upward turn of her lips, to the small giggles and loud laughs that would wrack her body when someone told a dirty joke was evidence of that. she was untouched though. no one had ever lain their hands on her body to make her feel as good as she could make herself feel; as good as he could make her feel. no one had ever settled their hands across the wide expanse of her hips or gripped the backs of her thighs to push her knees up to her chest while thrusting into her. he could only imagine what soft sounds he could force out of her by taking her like that. or the pretty faces she’d make as he grazed that one spot inside her that made her see stars.

it was hard for him to be around her. every time she leaned forward to say something to someone his eyes would wander towards the soft fullness of her chest. whenever she expressed any full body emotion her breasts would softly move with her. anytime he hugged her it was pure torture. it became a challenge for him to prevent her from feeling how hard he was, especially since his cock was always so firmly pressed against her tummy.

she was so small compared to him. although her body was quite vivacious in some areas, her size was incomparable to his. his broad shoulders and sharply defined planes of his chest and abs were complimented by the taut muscles that lay underneath his skin. he was everything she wasn’t and vice versa.

pressing her body to him made him feel safe for some reason. breathing in her scent made him feel even safer. he felt like a protector. her protector. anything she could ever need or want him to be: he was always there.

he wanted to tell her how he felt, but self-doubt always made him reconsider.

“what if she doesn’t like older guys?” she’s said multiple times that she does.

“what if she doesn’t feel the same?” both of your guys’ friends have been trying to set you two up for months.

it isn’t until he witnesses one of his best friends sidling up to her during one of their movie nights does he finally snap.

the movie nights weren’t uncommon, in fact, they happened every friday night at 8pm sharp and typically lasted until the last person fell asleep. it was almost always him and her who stayed awake the longest. whispering to each other how their weeks had been, what was happening in the movie (neither one of them knew. they had both stopped paying attention two movies ago.), and the funniest jokes or pick up lines they could think of. occasionally they made it a game to see who could stay quiet the longest, slipping an airpod into an ear and frantically dancing around the living room and kitchen in aims to get the other person to laugh and (accidentally) wake up the others.

this night was supposed to be no different. popcorn had been made, the first movie of the night had been queued up for its excited audience, and everyone had found their respective places in the living room and had settled in.

everyone except her.

she had texted early during the day to say she was going to be late for their weekly movie night and was met with the childish teasing and whining from their friends. after apologizing she had promised to bring ice cream to which she was promptly forgiven and told to take all the time she needed.

he knew she’d be frigid after whatever errands she was running. it was the beginning of december and she had a tendency to get cold in the middle of summer so he had prepared the works for her: fluffy socks, sweatpants, a t-shirt, and a hoodie (one of his. he liked seeing her in them just as much as she loved wearing them.). he had even gotten her a heated blanket as an early christmas present. call him whipped, but he can’t stand seeing his girl cold.

the beeps of the keypad on the door break him from his thoughts. whipping his head to the door as it opens he’s met with possibly the cutest sight he’s ever seen.

she’s cold. even through the thick layers of clothing bundled around her body and the beanie resting atop her head he can see how badly she’s shivering. her head and arms are covered with a light dusting of snow and her nose and cheeks are dusted with a light shade of pink.

“it started snowing!” she says with a smile lighting up her face as she starts to strip off her outer layers.

“oh really? i thought you were smuggling coke and got a little on you.” one of their friends says sarcastically

her demeanor doesn’t change for a second. “aren’t you excited?! it’s so pretty outside! if i wasn’t so cold i’d go make snow angels!”

he grins at that. after years of growing up and becoming an adult, her childlike innocence and fondness for the simple things never goes away.

he pushes himself out of his designated spot on the couch and swiftly walks to her side to help her shed off the rest of her layers.

“but you are cold, pretty. and you’re not going back outside until i’m sure you’re not gonna catch a cold from being out there already.” he says very matter-of-factly.

“okay. but i have one question for you.” she gestures him closer with the frantic flapping of her hand. intrigued at her behavior he leans down and brings his ear closer to her mouth only to be asked in her somewhat sing-songy voice, “do you wanna build a snowman?”

he leans away from her to get a good look at her face and notices that even though her expression is full of wonder and hopefulness, she is being totally serious with her request.

his laugh comes out more like a scoff, but he acquiesces, “of course i’ll build a snowman with you. but first, we’re getting you changed into some warmer clothes.”

“yay! thank you, thank you, thank you bub!” she exclaims as she throws her arms around him and gives him a small kiss on the cheek. as she scurries off to his room to go change he’s left standing there with his heart fluttering in his chest before he snaps himself out of it and goes to make her a cup of hot chocolate.

•••

this was not the sight he wanted to see.

after making her hot chocolate, he walked back to the living room fully expecting their usual seats on the couch to be empty. instead, he wanders in on his best friend with his girl in their seats. he’s way too close for his liking. her legs are slung over his lap and his arm around her lower back nearly make him drop the steaming mugs in his hand. the stupid fucking smile on his friend’s face while he looks at her with stars in his eyes. she doesn’t even realize the way people look at her. the way she brings so much joy and happiness to people. he loves that about her, but it makes him fucking sick when other people look at her the way only he should. and he tells himself he’s not possessive.

he quickly masks his anger and the shaking of his hands and walks over to where they’re sitting.

“here pretty. made something to keep you warm.”

“hot chocolate! bubs you shouldn’t have!”

“don’t worry about it. can’t let my girl be cold can i?”

“thank you bubs.” she says softly. her shy giggles set him at ease and slightly release some of the tension form her shoulders.

his eyes lock with his friend’s and he hopes and prays his silent warning was received: keep your hands to yourself.

•••

fifteen minutes into the movie and he’s ready to launch himself through the air and strangle his friend. not only did he not receive the silent warning, no, no, no, his friend has taken it upon himself to scoot her further onto his lap and into his hold.

he can’t hold any of it against her. she loves skinship and takes any opportunity she can to be as physically close to people as possible.

her enraptured state in the movie makes her oblivious to most of what’s going on around her: including one of his friend’s arms wrapped around her waist while his other hand is gently moving across her arm.

he swears to god that he sees red.

•••

before he knows it the first movie is over and everyone decides it’s time for a bathroom break.

when his friend gently squeezes her sides in a silent plea for her to get up so he can use the restroom, he thanks his lucky stars and practically bolts over to take his seat when he’s out of sight.

“jesus christ okay i wasn’t expecting that.”

“we always sit together on movie nights. it’s our tradition.” he huffs out unconvincingly.

“uh huh. and it had nothing to do with the way your best friend had me sitting on his lap?”

“oh shit”, he thinks “was i really not that subtle?”

“if you wanted to sit together i could’ve sat with you over there!”

his head falls forward into her shoulder as he releases an embarrassed groan.

“i’m sorry if i seemed like an asshole. i just - “

he can’t get himself to say it. even when she’s looking at him with those soft, hopeful of hers, he can barely look her in the eye and tell her how much she means to him.

“do you wanna go up to your room and talk for a bit? i’m kinda movied out.”

he brightens up a little at her suggestion, and instead of giving her a verbal answer, he swiftly stands up, takes her hand in his and walks her to his room.

•••

“…and then my pants got snagged on an uncovered nail and my whole ass was nearly revealed to the world and you’re not paying attention.”

oh my god she just caught me staring at her lips

“what are you talking about? of course i was listening to you!”

“oh you were, were you? do me a favor and give me the short version of the story i just told you.”

“um it was something about your ass right?” he shyly utters

“of course that’s the only thing you remember. c’mon man! you threw a tantrum because of the seating situation and now that we’re alone and can talk all we want you’re not even paying attention to me! is there something on your mind?” she says while lightly grasping his hands.

god if you only knew what things were going through his mind right now. sure he was distracted, but he was definitely paying attention to you.

“bubs?”

“i’m sorry, pretty. i just have a lot weighing on me right now and i guess i just got distracted.”

“no don’t be sorry! i’ve talking about how clumsy i am this whole time and you have more important things going on. tell me what’s wrong.”

he’s sweating. that much he knows. there’s no way you don’t see his panicked expression or the sweat gathering on his brow.

“i don’t wanna bore you with the details, princess.”

wow that was a first. princess? what the hell were you thinking? wait a minute. is she blushing?

“nothing you talk about could ever bore me. unless you just don’t feel comfortable telling me?”

noticing the slight hurt on her face, his mouth decides to disconnect from his brain and he does the one thing he didn’t think he would ever do with her.

he kisses her.

the kiss isn’t passionate. it isn’t one you see in romance movies, ones that lovers will share together in the rain. or one of the top ten kisses of all time. it’s simple. it only lasts about three seconds. three seconds too long and too short for him.

in those three seconds he realizes that he’s in love with her. but in those same three seconds he realizes one other thing: she’s not kissing him back.

he breaks away from her using every ounce of willpower he has in his body. before he knows it he’s apologizing to her repeatedly.

“oh my god i am so so sorry. i don’t know what came over me. are you alright?”

her silence makes his skin crawl. she hasn’t said a word but she’s continuing to stare right at him.

thoughts of their friendship ending pass through his mind and it makes him sick to his stomach.

this whole interaction probably only takes about a minute, he guesses. but to him, it feels like the longest minute of his entire existence.

he’s in the middle of contemplating where the nearest cliff is that he can go chuck himself off of when he realizes a small finger is looped around the necklace he currently has on. looking up from it, he observes how her tongue peeks out to briefly wet her lips and how her gaze wanders from his eyes down towards his lips. after three quick glances between his eyes and lips, she pulls him forward using her leverage on his necklace and crashes her lips into his.

there’s no battle for dominance, just two people frantically trying to make up for lost time.

she pulls away after a few minutes, breathing heavily.

“why the fuck did it take you so long to do that?” she exasperatedly sighs out

he fumbles with his words, “w-what do you mean?”

“c’mon. you’re telling me that you don’t like me?”

the smirk on her lips makes him want to kiss her to get rid of it. is she really teasing him right now?

“i mean i um. like yeah i think that uh.”

why the fuck can he not form a coherent sentence?

“well i mean i guess if you don’t i’ll just go back downstairs and keep watching movies.”

flashes of his friend kissing her the way he just did along with other less family friendly images fly through his mind and it’s these particular thoughts light a fire underneath him.

steeling his nerves, his hands grasp her hips firmly and he drags her up onto his lap. the noise she lets out is cute, but he isn’t preoccupied with that right now. his hand travels up her waist, up her neck and eventually lands on the side of her face.

“do not act like you’d rather be anywhere but right here.”

and with that, he pulls her in again. this time, however, there’s no frantic urgency in his kisses. he’s planing on taking his time with her. and he wants everyone to hear.

the small squeaks and moans she lets out while he has her in his hold are music to his ears and apparently his cock too. he doesn’t think she realizes what her hands and body are currently doing: desperately grasping at his hair like it’s a lifeline and grinding her hips down into his in slow movements.

it all feels like a dream to him, but he knows how real it is. his mind would never be able to conjure up this scenario. he could never imagine how it really felt to have her like this or what she would sound like with him.

lying down on his back and gently turning so he could be on top of her was probably the best idea he could’ve had. pulling away from her allows him to see how hard her chest is heaving. how her eyes have darkened in lust.

“are you okay with this? we don’t have to go any farther if you don’t feel comfortable.” he whispers out

“i’m um. it’s okay. we can keep going going, but uh. i’m a virgin.”

he laughs lightly at that.

“i know that already silly girl. you’ve told me before, remember?”

he didn’t think it was possible but her face gets even redder than it was before.

“oh. right. sorry.”

“don’t be sorry, pretty. just tell me if you want me to stop, okay?”

she nods her head silently in response, but he needs to hear her.

“words, pretty. i wanna hear you tell me all the things you want me to do to you.”

•••

he begins by giving her soft kisses. starting at her mouth and making his way down her neck; stopping every few seconds to leave purple and pink blossoms across her skin that he knows will look so pretty on her in the morning. he grasps the hem of her (his) hoodie and t-shirt. looking up to her eyes for confirmation, she smiles and whispers out “it’s okay. you can take it off.”

his lips turn upward at that. he loves her being vocal with him. now he wants to hear more.

he lifts the offending material up and away from her body. as soon as the sleeves are free he tosses them somewhere off behind him. looking down at her like this is a sight he hopes he’ll never forget. she’s only wearing a simple sports bra, but with their movements, her breasts have shifted and are halfway out of the top. he tries not to stare, but the smirk on her face tells him that she caught him already.

“you like what you see or something?”

“shut up.”

with that short remark, he leans down and starts peppering kisses down her neck once more. he places a couple of kisses to the top of breasts and then continues down her tummy; all the way to the waistband of her pants. hearing her breathing quickly leads him to look up to her face once more.

“everything alright?”

“fuck. please just get on with it already.”

damn. he’s never heard her talk like that before.

“someone’s impatient.” he chuckles out.

“eager. i wanna feel you.” she says while reaching out for him.

holy hell. where did that come from?

“slow and steady wins the race, baby. i wanna take my time with you. and you are going to lay back and take it all like a good girl. right?”

he swears her eyes roll to the back of her head. he didn’t realize talking like that would provoke such a reaction.

he curls his fingers into her waistband after tapping her on the thigh to signal her to lift her hips.

“is this okay?”

“yes, fuck just please take them off and stop teasing me so much. i can’t take it anymore,” she sobs out.

“teasing? baby i’ve barely begun to tease you.”

he begins pulling down her pants, but makes sure that her underwear stay on. he can’t reveal what he’s worked so hard for, not yet. after he strips her of the sweats, he haphazardly throws the material behind him, already long forgotten.

and there she is in all her half-naked glory. he swears the sight is enough to have him cumming i’m no time. he holds off though. no way is he going to cut this any shorter than it needs to be.

her eyes wander over him, but make sure to follow every calculated movement he makes. the heaving of her chest leads him to look at her breasts again. he trails his fingers up her thigh, hip, side, and land at the band surrounding her torso.

“can i take it off?”

the frantic nodding of her head paired with the quiet “yes” is all the confirmation he needs.

“arms up.”

once more, he gingerly lifts the garment off her and flings it out of sight.

fuck.

what has he gotten himself into?

he will never be the same ever again.

this woman in front of him is like a visage of aphrodite.

her nipples have started to pebble in the slight chill of the air in his room and god do they look like they’d fit perfectly in his mouth.

leaning down, he begins to press kisses to her lips all while letting his hands trail over her breasts. taking them into his hands, he begins by massaging them and gently pinching and pulling at her nipples. letting his lips wander, he laves kisses down the valley of her breasts and expanse of them before lightly leaving kisses on her right nipple before taking it into his mouth. he lets his tongue drag across it before he applies light suction. he lets his eyes close a minute. to revel in the feeling before opening them again to find her staring at him with big doe eyes. he smirks a little at that and takes his time in making her feel good. he pulls away with a light pop before giving the same attention to the other.

he begins to trail his lips downward towards the waistline of her underwear. he lets her watch him pause, hovering over her covered heat before licking a stripe upwards outside her underwear. he hears her let out a quiet moan and knows he must be doing something right. he settles in between her thighs and grips them tightly in his palms. he starts grinding into the bed all while licking at her through her under wear, soaking the material, and nuzzling his nose into her clit. everything gets to be too much for him and before he knows it he’s sitting up and stripping her underwear down her legs. spreading her legs once again he comes face to face with her newly uncovered pussy and groan out loud. he’s been waiting so long for this and has to stop himself from burying his face between her legs before he’s fully taken it in. she’s so pink and wet. it makes his cock twitch in his pants to think he’s about to taste her properly for the first time.

darting his tongue out, he slowly trails upwards from her soaked entrance to her clit and the both of them moan. loudly. his hips grind into the bed at her noises before he starts to practically make out with her pussy. the taste of her makes him groan continuously while he alternates between licking at her entrance and clit to suckling on both as well. he can tell that she’s already getting close after a few minutes of him sucking more harshly on her clit.

“are you gonna cum? cum for me baby. please. wanna feel you cum all over my face.”

she can’t get any words out, but she nods frantically. he smirks against her pussy again begins to suck more vigorously on her clit. her hips start to grind against his face.

“that’s it baby. use me. use my face to get yourself off.”

her hands thread through his hair and she lets out louder moans. he secretly hopes that his friend can hear how good he’s making her feel. her moans increase in volume until she’s nearly screaming and she cums with tremors wracking her body.

“that’s a good girl. feels so good to finally cum, yeah?”

she’s trembling so hard from the after shocks of the mind-blowing orgasm he just gave her that he almost feels bad for pushing his middle finger into her entrance slowly.

“hnng, oh fuck!”

he pushes in a little deeper to let her get used to it before he pushes another one in. after all, he has to stretch her out for his cock.

her walls are fluttering around his fingers like butterfly wings. the tightness of her is enough to make him cum untouched, but he holds out once again. he begins to slowly pump them in and out of her to prep her walls for him. her moaning starts to pick up again before she whispers out a quiet “faster!” and his fingers start to pick up the pace. her hips begin to grind down into his hand as he watches her lustful eyes. he is intoxicated by her. everything little movement. every little sound has him yearning for her. she whines out a quiet “i’m cumming!” before she’s releasing all over his hand. he keeps postponing his finger in and out of her to draw out her orgasm. her whines, like chopped little hiccups, flow out of her like water. she can’t get any words out but he knows she’s on the verge of cumming again with the way her walls contract around his fingers.

“that’s it baby girl. let go. i got you, yeah?” he whispers out.

with a long drawn out whine she orgasms again. he slows down his fingers before gently pulling them out, earning a small wince from her as well as her walls fluttering at the emptiness. as he places his fingers in his mouth to clean them off, her eyes dazedly watch him as she tries to reach out for his other hand. he watches her grab his fingers, lick her lips, then put them to her mouth. he sucks his fingers clean before puling them out of his mouth and pushing his other fingers into hers. she swirls her tongue around his fingers as if they were his cock and he feels himself twitch in his pants. he lets her have her fun for a few minutes before pulling them out and sliding off the bed to rid himself of his pants and boxers.

he uses his fingers that were just in her mouth to pull his cock out and begin pumping it slowly. her eyes are locked on to his cock and hand that that’s jerking himself off. her chest is absolutely heaving with the after effects of her orgasms he so generously gave her.

“you ready baby? you ready for my cock?” he asks her.

“yes please.” she answers quietly, eyes never leaving him.

he clambers back onto the bed before lining up with her entrance.

“are you okay? are you sure you want to do this?”

all she does is smile at him before pulling him into a sweet kiss. that’s all the confirmation he needs. he prepares himself and slides in and god does he think he dies a little inside.

she’s so tight and wet that he has to remind himself that this is her first time and that he can’t be too rough with his girl.

her wince is enough to pull him from his thoughts.

“do you feel alright baby?”

she nods slowly, “just. wow. you’re big.”

his pride inflates a little before he’s asking her if it’s okay for him to move and she once again tells him she’s okay. he pulls out a little and thrusts back into her. he keeps going at a snails pace before her pussy starts quivering around him again and he speeds up a little. her little moans start to bounce off the walls as he gives her the best first time of her life.

“i-i. i think i’m gonna cum again.” she whispers out.

he takes this as a sign to keep doing what he was doing to get her to her peak. with a slight change in angle, he’s got her right where he wants her. he’s grinding right into her g spot and before he knows it she’s actually managing to cum all over him again. her pussy flutters around him and he takes this as his cue to ask her where she wants him to cum.

“anywhere you want.”

he groans out loud before pistoning his hips faster into her. he’s going to cum inside her. he can’t resist her when she’s like this, all spread out in front of him. his hips pound into her harshly before he’s groaning loudly and releasing into her with a chorus of thank you’s. his head drops into the crook of her neck, leaving kisses there while his hips continue to softly thrust in and out of her.

“was that okay, baby?”

all she does is giggle and leaves a little kiss on the side of his face.

“more than okay. it was better than i could’ve asked for.”

“you deserve it more than anything.”

she just laughs again before holding him tightly to her chest.

“thank you. really. for everything.”

he flips them over to where she’s laying on his chest.

“i love you.” he whispers out

“i love you more.” she whispers back

and just like that, they fall asleep in each others arms to the beating of each others hearts.