#yes. being leashed and collared is Hot. however

[b1mbodoll]

collars and leashes. i am Thinking. Walk With Me

[thehandsresisthim]

“bdsm headcanons - Johnny “Soap” MacTavish”

contains: discussion of bdsm, dom/sub relationship, sub!soap, dom!gn!reader

word count: ~700

brat or obedient?

⋆｡♡ ˚ yeah he’s the brattiest little bitch. at least at the start of a scene.

⋆｡♡ ˚ johnny’s always all excited, and trying to provoke you.

⋆｡♡ ˚ this is what he likes about being dommed - testing your limits, then being put in his place.

⋆｡♡ ˚ at first, whenever you two start something, he criticises almost everything you do in a mocking manner, or in a questioning tone.

⋆｡♡ ˚ you grab a paddle to punish him with? “hey! why don’t you just spank me with your hands?”

⋆｡♡ ˚ you get out a pair of handcuffs for him? “i look way better in rope, you know, master.”

⋆｡♡ ˚ when he acts like a brat, he loves it when you kinda… don’t take him seriously. just mockingly scoff and go “silly johnny. that’s not a good idea at all.”

⋆｡♡ ˚ loves, loves, loves the condescending tone. he kinda has a thing for getting talked down to. he loves to know that you’re in charge now - and, in play, everything is your choice.

⋆｡♡ ˚ once you punish him and mock him, he finally drops the brat act.

kinks and limits:

⋆｡♡ ˚ he loves being degraded. for example, johnny drools a fuckton when he is being overstimulated (which is another thing he likes) - and he is a very happy man when you mock him about that. “aww, look, my dumb little puppy can’t control himself, drooling all over himself, huh?” or “i wonder, does your cock or your mouth leak more?”

⋆｡♡ ˚ puppy play. yeah, he’s ready to wear a collar and a leash, but he’s also not opposed to being muzzled. put him in a cage when he’s bad. (whether that be a human-sized cage or one for his cock)

⋆｡♡ ˚ overstimulation is another thing, ideally mixed with bondage - use your hands or a toy on his leaky, sensitive cock and he’s writhing around, unsure if he wants to get away from your touch or if he wants more.

⋆｡♡ ˚ once you've corrected his behaviour, he appreciates some praise. even better when it sounds like you're talking to a dog, all “who's my good boy? my very, very best boy? yes… yes, it's my good Johnny!! good boy!!”

⋆｡♡ ˚ i mentioned it earlier too, but he likes the idea of wearing a cock cage. like i said, he's a huge fucking brat, and it keeps him in line. at least for a while.

⋆｡♡ ˚ okay so this last one of his preferences isn't really a kink but the guy loves to orally please you. makes it messy too - loves, loves, loves having your… fluids all over his face. goes insane when you praise him whilst he does it.

⋆｡♡ ˚ he does have a few limits, however:

-> doesn't care much for more extreme pain. no cbt for him, please.

-> okay i can't really explain why but i feel like he dislikes temperature play. johnny always runs hot (the guy is your personal space heater, always warm to cuddle with) and whether you just use wax or just ice, or use other means to quickly switch between hot and cold sensations - it overwhelms him and makes him uncomfortable.

-> hates being ignored as a punishment. i headcanon him as always being overexcited and a bit loud as a kid, and sometimes he'd get ignored when people got tired of him. it still makes him feel genuinely insecure, so he wouldn't be okay with you doing it as a punishment.

aftercare:

⋆｡♡ ˚ i think it always takes a bit for him to get out of subspace. he enjoys spending time with you, when he's in subspace, in a non-sexual context.

⋆｡♡ ˚ probably enjoys, after getting cleaned up a bit, just lying down on your chest as he still wears his collar and you run your fingers through his hair.

⋆｡♡ ˚ big cuddler.

⋆｡♡ ˚ he's usually not that exhausted after a scene, so he can do at least some of the physical aftercare himself. still, he likes it better when you're there with him and help him.

⋆｡♡ ˚ usually gives a little feedback on the scene immediately after, something like “tha’ was good”, but the real feedback comes a few hours later or the next day, depending on when you guys did the scene.

⋆｡♡ ˚ big on communication. wants to make sure you are always comfortable. he can be a very bratty sub, but he worries about being overwhelming or annoying.

thank you for reading! check out my masterlist for more fics ❤️ - and here’s the same bdsm headcanon thing for ghost (this one is for fem!readers only, sry)

[butchyeons]

Ok definitely interested in nsfw HCs for them not just because duh it’d be hot but im interested in how they’d work things out but I think it’s nice to see both trans and disability rep with those sorts of things :3

ok ok so *rubs hands together* there is a lot. sorry i’m insane but there’s so much to be said. they’ve been together for so long and they know each other so well ugh i love lesbians. anyways i will put it under a read more bc yes

minors dni

general stuff:

there aren’t exactly set positions. jeongyeon does tend to be more of the top because she doesn’t enjoy penetration as much as nahyo

however! nayeon is actually lowkey the most dominant. she likes to give as much as she can- but she has a sadist streak in her that just cannot be tamed

jihyo tends to be the most needy out of all of them. she is very fun to play with, and najeong love to play with her LMAO

and then more stuff about them individually

jihyo:

her bottom dysphoria was really rough at the beginning. she had to rlly get herself in the mindset to really do anything at all, which could take a bit. but when she met najeong, it all kinda went out the window. they practically worship her dick it’s not even funny

she does have to take pills to. yknow. help get it up since estrogen makes it harder for her to get hard, especially now that she’s getting a little older. but she is so horny it’s crazy. ofc najeong doesn’t judge her for this

she isn’t big by any means but she’s thick. also uncut bc yes that’s so fun. you can only imagine what happens when they give her head

she loves when they suck her off. like. they’re so good to her sometimes it makes her want to cry but really they both just have crazy head game. having them both on her at once is a very quick way to get her to finish fast

she loves being fucked but she loves to fuck nayeon even more. after her accident, they had to find ways to make everything work. missionary is the easiest for her. she can’t really hold herself up for long periods of time anymore, but if she has a pillow under her hips she can last a lot longer.

if nayeon can’t handle it though jihyo will eat her out until she herself can’t think straight. she gets pussy drunk like no one’s business

the breeding kink is so fucking bad. she wants jeongyeon to knock her up more than anything else on this earth. it’s so bad they had to get a strap that cums LMAO

she also loves breeding nayeon. and then eating her out afterwards. yay

her daddy/mommy kink is also so crazy. she just loves the lack of control over everything else like damn. she needs to be owned

she rlly hates overstim. anything that’s too much sensory input overwhelms her in a bad way. she can handle some but not too much of it

however she loves pain. she purposely buys nayeon new nails so she can tear her back up. she also rlly loves when jeongyeon spanks her as a punishment. she only likes her hands though- toys are too much

they’ve been experimenting with a chastity cage. nayeon makes her wear it as a punishment- makes her watch jeongyeon fuck her. jihyo seems to really like it- it’s just uncomfortable enough for it to be pleasurable for her LMAO

she doesn’t rlly like any form of like. fleshlight type toys. the texture is rlly weird, and they can overwhelm her easily. any toys they try have to pass the jihyo sensory test

she does enjoy a nice collar and leash though

also the sweat thing rlly wasn’t a joke. she rlly does like when jeongyeon’s all sweaty. multiple times she has practically jumped her the moment she walked in the door after an especially long day at work. bc she likes it a lot. but god forbid she ever straight up admits that to jeongyeon- she will never let her live it down

she needs a lot of aftercare, even for the most simple of scenes. she can get stuck in her head a bit, or sometimes the dysphoria does come back. but najeong always provides it. she gets taken care of first almost always. she’s their baby fr they just want her comfortable

one time she got overwhelmed in the middle of stuff and had to stop and that’s when the autism question popped in her head. LMAO like she’s pulled out and clinging onto nayeon for dear life while jeongyeon eats her out and she’s just like “guys do you think i should get tested for autism??” just 30 year old undiagnosed lesbian things

jeongyeon:

they both call her daddy. bc of course they do

like i said before she’s not huge abt penetration- she tends to be the one wearing the strap the most. she rlly prefers clit stimulation only- and she rlly loves overstim- bc penetration just hurts and it always kinda has for her. plus she can get in her head about it

however, she’s let jihyo fuck her plenty of times. jeongyeon loves how excited jihyo gets when she lets it happen- multiple times she’s nearly cum from jeongyeon just putting on the condom. it’s that bad

jihyo doesn’t use condoms with nayeon- doesn’t exactly have to. but she has to with jeongyeon. one time they were not thinking abt it and well… they had a pregnancy scare LMAO! sometimes they rlly can’t just stop a scene to get a condom on, so it doesn’t happen often

she’s not gonna be upset if she doesn’t get off. she’s more concerned abt her girls’ pleasure before her own

one of jeongyeon’s favorite things to do is encourage jihyo to fuck nayeon. like. omg she loves to tell jihyo just how good she’s doing- how good she fucks her

one of her fave things is holding either nayeon or jihyo while the other eats them out/sucks them off. she just loves dirty talk- she’s very vocal

she doesn’t shave at all but on the occasion where nahyo eats her out, she asks if she should. only to be met with a swift no. they would fr kill her if the bush went anywhere. it’s a TREAT

since it’s hard for nayeon to hold herself upright for too long, jeongyeon rlly loves to ride her face. and jihyo eats nayeon out while they do this. it’s great

her breeding kink also goes so crazy. like she isn’t getting bred, she’s doing it. she wants to get them pregnant so bad but god gave her that stupid pussy!! a butch can dream tho

her chest is super sensitive. and since she sleeps practically naked bc she’s so warm, it makes it rlly easy for jihyo and nayeon to take advantage of that

part of why she’s been considering going on t is bc she rlly wants a tdick. like. not only would it help her feel better abt her body, but she thinks tdicks are incredibly hot- and she wants one so bad

a thought she gets off to so often is the idea of nayeon giving jihyo instructions on how to suck her off. so that’s crazy

if she does end up going on t there’s probably gonna be a whole fic abt them all learning how to get her off together with the bottom growth. it’s rlly sweet for all of them

she doesn’t need a lot of aftercare. on the rare occasion she does, it’s mostly just being held and reassured. she’s trying to get better abt it, but she can’t help but feel out of body after sex sometimes

she might be the top but she’s rlly not the one in control- that’s nayeon’s job

nayeon:

she tends to be the most dominant even if she isn’t topping. she loves to give jeonghyo orders. she likes being in control, and jeonghyo rlly do give it to her. she’s always been like that to a degree

she rlly does love to watch jeongyeon absolutely rail jihyo into the mattress while she gets herself off with her fingers or a toy

she really loves wearing the strap and making jihyo ride her. she also loves watching jeongyeon jack her off until she cums all over her stomach. like top 5 sights ever to nayeon truly

sometimes she makes jihyo call her mommy, but she always calls jeongyeon daddy

one of her fave things to do is overstimulate jeongyeon while jihyo watches and isn’t allowed to touch. she loves to use their wand on jeongyeon- edging her before keeping it pressed against her until she sobs. they’ve been doing this and keeping jihyo wearing the chastity cage, with a plug in her ass. jihyo says she’s never finished harder in her entire life than after the first time they did it. it was all nayeon’s idea LMAO

she loves jihyo’s dick in her. like she’s obsessed with how it stretches her out in just the right ways. she loves when jeongyeon fucks her too, but nothing compares to jihyo’s dick. and she gets to take it raw so that’s another thing that makes her head absolutely spin

her head game is genuinely ridiculous. she’s made both of them finish in literal minutes. which is rlly good for her bc she can’t hold herself up for too long without her leg locking up

a few times she’s gotten so carried away that she didn’t notice her leg locking up. and then that’s a whole mess- but she says it was so worth it while jeongyeon and jihyo pepper her leg and hip in kisses, massaging it to help it stop cramping

another fave position of hers is riding jihyo while jeongyeon holds her up from behind. it just feels so good to have her girls making sure she’s safe and comfortable during everything

another breeding kink sufferer. not only does it apply to jeongyeon, she wants jihyo to get her pregnant so bad. they are filthy.

she doesn’t like a lot of pain. the most she can handle is some hair pulling. she’s okay with overstim and edging- but rlly she loves to dish it out more than anything else. and she never gets punished bc she’s princess #1!!

she rlly wants to try pet play. she’s obsessed with bunny tail plugs bc of course she is. but she also wants to make jeonghyo her puppies- jeongyeon especially

her sex drive kinda crazy icl she would fuck them every single day if she had the chance or the energy

she loves aftercare. she loves to pamper jeonghyo and loves when they pamper her. she loves cuddles so much, probably just as much as jihyo. but she also loves to help jeongyeon put medicine on jihyo’s back, loves to help talk jeongyeon down from any anxiety she has. words of affirmation are her thing, and that applies heavily in her aftercare

jeongyeon always helps her get up and move around after they get done. jihyo joins too once she’s recovered. it’s not good for her to stay in one place for too long. her bones creak a lot and they joke abt it but she rlly feels nothing but love from her girls

ok phew. their sex goes so crazy. but it’s so much love it’s rlly insane just how much those three love each other. they rlly work well with each other, which is one thing that rlly keeps them all together. jihyo is genuinely convinced they were made for one another- like they all work out so perfectly. anyways it’s all sappy and gay and i love them so bad

[submitforher]

I might be at the wrong blog for this thought but what if I was your pretty pretty princess? I'd be dressed in all lacy pinks and whites, and you'd be on your knees, collared (always), like a good, *obedient* subject... I'd use you however I want, whenever I want. Sometimes I'd use your dick as a dildo- my dildo. I'd look so soft and plush on the outside, but you'd soon learn how sadistic I am. You'd be my loyal dog, always so ready to please and maybe a little whiny. Sometimes I'll be a little rough, maybe pull your collar a little too hard, choke you, but I know my puppy's strong enough to take all of it. I'd live to hear all your little sounds and whines. Sometimes I'll get busy and neglect you a little, but only so I could relish the way you get so needy and come to me begging for attention. I'd work hard to seduce you, make you clingy, make it so I'm the only thing you want, need.

You'd be my boy-toy, and I'd enjoy playing with your physical limits, training you to edge longer, getting you to cum one last time.

My soft voice would order you around a lot and you'd obey to the best of your abilities, because you are, of course, *my* loyal, loyal, servant. I'll tell you often that you belong only to me, no one else gets to use you. I'd take you around, maybe even on a leash, and show everyone you belong to me, because a princess is always possessive of her things. Maybe when we're out I'll slowly, rhythmically rub your thighs, inching towards your cock - I'll appreciate the way you get all shy and embarrassed because I got you hard in public.

Sometimes I'll demand the unreasonable, only to get whimpers from you because you're trying so hard, because you're such a good, loyal, boy, and because I'm a little spoiled.

It's okay if my puppy's a little stupid, I'll just have to punish them a little. Can you count for me each time I spank you? That's 'yes, princess', little boy.

And although I'd be strict, I'd shower you with praises and comfort, even if I reduce you to a crying, edged, mess first. I'll always let you cum in the end, but it always has to be inside me, because princess wants her pathetic little puppy to fill her up. And I'll take you to bathe with me afterward, have you lick the leaking cum off my thighs. I'd keep you in a soft world of luxury, safe and isolated from the cruel outside world. But don't be surprised if I come back one day and spend the entire evening sitting on my throne (your lap) marking you up and grinding on you until you're all hot and bothered. And yes, the hickeys will be in places that can still be seen with clothes on (and in places that can't).

And if you're good enough, you'll get to be my little prince <3

this whole message got my mind running through a maze of unfiltered, filthy thoughts. of me collared and on my knees in front of my princess where i belong. no one else gets to use me but you. using me like a toy for your own sick pleasure but it’s for my own too because o get so much pleasure out of pleasing you. like how there’s no one else for me? there’s no one else that would ever take care of you like me. spoiling you endlessly with my undying affection and never-ending obedience. for such an innocent looking princess, your sadistic tendencies get me fearing for what you’d do to me but me being me, i’d abide by your orders no matter what. even if that means you edging me to no end, making sure that the last time i cum, you get every last drop out of me. you’re in full control of me and when i get to cum, if i get denied, if i get to even feel how wet my princess is. what a pitiful, whining mess i’d be for you. following you with leash in hand, obeying you and your every word.

that soft voice of yours puts me in such a submissive state of mind that i think of nothing else but serving you like it’s my life’s purpose. like i was made for you.

to be punished by you and be put back in my place after misbehaving or disobeying? you’d hear nothing but “thank you, princess” after. my pretty princess gets whatever she wants and i mean, whatever. if that’s me on a tight leash whenever we go out so that others know that i belong to you, then that’s what my pretty princess gets. if that’s me filling you up because you have to have my cum deep inside of you, then that’s what my pretty princess gets. you’d never go without when you’re with me. i think after being edged ‘til i’m in tears, i’d be mindlessly thrusting inside of you over and over again. even after i fill you up with so much cum, i still need you so badly. that’s how much of a depraved yet loyal servant i am for you, princess. mark me up, all over my body, even in places that’d be seen because no one else gets to have me but you.

there’s nothing i’d rather be in this one life i get to live than to be your little prince.

[pinky-glitz]

ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴋɪɴᴋs? 1

These are my head canons for various BNHA characters kinks. Minors DNI Warnings: Pet play, voyeurism, praise, degradation, spit, bondage, choking, video recording, impact play

Hawks

Has a pet play kink lmaoo can you blame him 😂

Loves to buy you collars with the little bell in the middle that rings with every shake or the ones with a metal hoop so that he can attach a leash on it. If you have a mutant quirk like a tail or ears it really does it for him but if you don’t no problem he’ll buy some faux ears and a tail butt plug.

Plus he doesn’t mind being the pet. Wants to be used by you wholeheartedly and let go of control for once.

Pet names, he’ll call you by with the most syrupy voice, “Kitten~”, “Bunny~”, “Baby.”

Has a praise kink! Bruhhh praise this dude in bed it really does it for him. Tell him how good he’s fucking you and how much you love his touch. You can call him a good boy. Because let’s be honest Hawks is a switch. He’ll dom you one day and be a subby baby the next.

Oral king. Hunny he’s eating you out like his life depends on it. He ain’t afraid to try the back door but if he asks you to sit on his face don’t let him repeat himself. SIT

Also into light bondage 🪢😏

Dabi

Spit kink. Sorry I don’t make the rules. This guy just enjoys it. Hooking his finger in your mouth and spitting in it just makes him super hard.

Impact play heheheh he has you across his lap, spanking your cheeks till they’re hot and bruised. Also fingering you while spanking, definitely smacks your pussy too but not too hard.

Orallllll receiving! He loves watching you swallow his cock. Damn the sight is so hot he can cum right there and then. You sucking, pouting and crying with your make up a mess and saliva dripping from your lips makes him feral. Like fuck it!

Degradation! He’s degrading tf out of you. Calling you a slut, a dirty fucking whore. Yes he just enjoys that while he’s pounding you to oblivion spilling words like

“You stupid slut. You love my cock don’t you, love it when I fuck your dirty tiny hole. Imma fuck you stupid, you cock hungry whore.”

Choking. Sorry just watching you gasp and the delirious look in your eyes when he’s slamming into your warm pussy is just the cherry on top of the sundae for him. It can’t be helped that your walls clamp extra tight when you’re on the brink of unconsciousness

Might have a voyeurism kink. Damn will fuck you in public if you’re down. Take you to a back alley and shift your panties to the side and drill you so hard you’ll be screaming his name while you cream on his cock. Seeing people pass by with weird looks towards you two but you don’t care.

Aizawa

Pet playyyyy 😂😂😂 you’re his kitten and that’s final. This guy takes his time to buy all the outfits and stuff to treat his little kitten well. Very spoilt thing.

He’s a mild guy tbh. Doesn’t like things in extremities. Very vanilla but he doesn’t care tbh

However BONDAGE. You begged him to bring the ropes into the bedroom and he reluctantly did so because to him the ropes are meant for bad guys and you told him you were a bad girl and that ended with you bound together while he plugged up your needy hole.

You address him as Sir. Sksksks when he’s domming your ass you don’t address him as anything else.

Oral but mostly giving. He wants you on the table, legs spread while he’s on his knees eating you out like a champion, giving kitten licks to your clit while you grab onto his messy black hair for a grip on reality

Into video taping your sexual adventures. He has his phone in hand while he’s giving it to you from the back and you’re whining, watching your ass clap and bounce on his cock. Zooming the camera on your gushing pussy and his thumb that is rubbing hard on your puffy clit or when you’re riding him and spelling his name with that pussy he’s obsessed with. Definitely watches the videos when he’s free and they’re locked away from anyone.

[dddomenstarstwst1]

Do you take requests

Sub Adeuce I beg

Hi, yes, requests are open! You asked vaguely, so i decided to do poly relationship headcanons, i hope it's okay!

Polyamorous relationship with Ace and Deuce

Prompt: Polyamory

Characters: Ace Trappola, Deuce Spade

Genre: Fluff, Smut

Warnings: dom!gn!reader, bratty!sub!Ace, sub!Deuce, praise kink, blowjob, handjob, rimming, voyeurism, exhibitionism, ace x deuce, collaring, puppy play, body worshipping, fingering, face sitting, aftercare (please don't forget about aftercare)

a/n: characters are aged-up and depicted as 18+ y/o

SFW

° relationship with ace and deuce is chaotic, because those two bicker and fight a lot. Both of them get jealous of you quite easily, however they don't like making you upset, so all their fights end fast

° ace is a tease, he likes to make jokes a lot and comment on everything you do. Sometimes he might cross the line, and it hurts, but when he finally notices how uncomfortable you are, he stops and apologizes

° deuce is more on the serious side, he likes to to have fun too, but not in the extent of hurting people's feelings. He's the one who prevents ace from some dangerous pranks, but can be persuade by trappola to join in on the funny little jokes

° both of them love to spoil you, no matter if it's sweets, dates or lunches. It brings them genuine happiness to see your smile and hear your praises

° while we're at it, dates with ace and deuce can be a little overwhelming. If you go on a date with ace, he likes more outdoor ones, such as amusement parks, cafes, cinemas. If you're with deuce, he prefers to have indoor dates, mostly study dates, but also likes movie nights, baking together and sleepovers

° if you go on a date with both of them at the same time, be prepared for bickering and quarrels. Also prepare to pay for them, because they absolutely will argue for an hour on who'll pay for the three of you and in the end you'll do it yourself

° ace loves pda, he lives for it. He'll casually wrap an arm around you or hold your hand (while his other one holds deuce's hand but shh), he's okay with kissing in public too and will tease you and deuce about. Spade on the other hand likes to keep things private, and is more of a cuddly type than hand-holding, he also gets adorably red when you or ace kiss him

NSFW

° ace and deuce are not only opposites in normal life, but also in bed. Ace tends to be bratty, talking back and questioning your authority, and deuce is a good boy, who follows your commands

° however both of them adore praise and it's an easy way to keep them tamed. Ace gets really shy and drops his facade, and deuce melts whenever you make even the smallest compliment towards him

° ace gives the best blowjobs (deuce can confirm) and is eager to receive one too. Deuce is pretty good at it, but he gets too shy, so he prefers handjobs. Eat their asses though, they love it, deuce can come just from being eaten out

° they can put on such a good show just for you to watch. Ace dirty talks to deuce about how he'll fuck him so good, but minutes later trappola moans like a slut underneath spade. It's not that he can't top, but deuce is so hot and strong so ace just lets him do the do

° strangely enough ace loves when you collar him, he'll be your puppy whenever you want, fuck he'll bark for you, because the way you look with a leash in your hand turns him on like crazy. Deuce gets embarrassed about it, but he's actually the one who'll wear a collar in public just to show off, and he'll play dumb when asked about it

° ace and deuce love worshipping your body, kissing every inch, licking and sucking, they'll eat you out/give you blowjobs. Ace gets territorial and can scratch and bite you, deuce in return will kiss and lick every mark left by trappola

° fuck them, rough or gentle, fast or slow, just pound in their holes. Fuck one of them and finger the other, they'll let out the prettiest of sounds for you. Ace likes to sit on deuce's face and watch while you fuck spade's hole, but don't hesitate to switch their positions, both of them are more than okay

° aftercare is a must (duh), so prepare some snacks and water for them, and be ready to cuddle for hours until they fall asleep

[muselin]

Drip - SKZ Hyunjin & Felix

What: very behind schedule entry for @skzseasons Hot Dom Summer. Smuttttttttt, kiddies go home. Wax play, sensation play, pre-negotiated scene, dungeon, restraints, aftercare. Reader gender not specified. Reader has a vagina.

Who: Dom!Hyunjin x sub!reader x Softdom!Felix

Word count: 4.6k

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Hyunjin fixed up the collar around your neck then leaned over and kissed the clasp.

"You ready?"

The shiver that ran through you at the sound of the click left you without words, your breath dying in your throat and you could only nod.

Hyunjin smiled and stroked under your chin like he would a kitten, your eyes meeting in the mirror and his scanning you up and down.

"You know I'm fine with non-verbals but others may need words."

"Yes..." Your voice came out barely above a whisper.

He reached for your hand, lacing his fingers with yours.

"Let's go."

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"You'll be very good for me tonight, won't you?"

Hyunjin's whispers in your ear made you clench your thighs together but his hand sliding in between them put a stop to it. You looked up nervously, checking whether the taxi driver could see you in the rear view.

"How embarrassing for you that I have to carry around extra pairs of panties for you since you ruin so many before I even touch you."

You could hear the smile in his whisper right by your ear. He grabbed your thigh, reminding you that it was not for you to decide what his hands had access to. Your scene had already started and you could not disobey Hyunjin without incurring a punishment. He didn't even have to say it to you. His expression hadn't changed and he hadn't said a word but the small amount of extra pressure from his fingertips made goosebumps rise over your skin.

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"Good to see you again, Hyunjin!"

"You too, nice to come out again!"

Hyunjin was being greeted enthusiastically by leather-clad hostesses and patrons as he guided you into the club. He allowed you a lot of freedom and you could go and speak to anyone you wanted, as long as they didn't get grabby with you and asked permission from Hyunjin before playing with you. Tonight, however, your mind was already so fuzzy that you simply clung to Hyunjin's arm and let the conversations, pleasantries and sounds of music and laughter just wash over you without really listening to any of it.

"Where do you want to play tonight, baby?"

Hyunjin's voice pulled you out of your blissfully nebulous state of consciousness.

"Hmm?"

"Baby?"

It took you two beats too long to meet Hyunjin's curious gaze and he realised you were swimming already. He reached over and cupped your jaw in one hand gently, keeping your focus on him, and laced the fingers of his other hand through yours. A gesture of equals.

"Shall I decide for you," he asked sweetly.

"Yeah. It's a little hard to think right now, I just want you to tell me what to do." Your voice came out weightless and airy. Hyunjin moved his fingers from your jaw to caress your cheek as a smile spread over his pretty features.

"I'll make sure you have a lot of fun tonight then."

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The drop in temperature raised goosebumps over your skin and you instinctively reached up to rub over your bare arms. Hyunjin guided you to a new part of the club you had not seen before. He led you down a set of stairs and you noted several couples already getting hot and heavy. With one of them, a male who was obviously the sub had his leash slung over a pipe in the wall, effectively half-hanging him as his dominant forced him to watch the couple next to him who were engaging in enthusiastic oral. The thought of Hyunjin hanging you by your leash like that and forcing you to watch someone else being used had strange shivers creeping over you that had nothing to do with the cold.

All too soon the chill became sharp once more as Hyunjin led you further down still and a trickle of fear started to take root in your gut. The lights were getting dimmer and dimmer, the walls more and more bare, the doors fewer, and instead of wood they were made of iron bars.

Hyunjin gave slack to your leash and let you go down the last set of steps alone. You continued to put one foot in front of the other hesitantly and when you reached the bottom, you heard the sound of a heavy metal gate shutting and a key clicking into a lock.

"Hyunjin?"

Your voice was a half-whisper as you looked up at him quizzically. The sole fluorescent light above cast harsh shadows over his face, obscuring his eyes and he ran his hand through his long hair, not giving any indication that he'd heard you.

You'd talked about this, that it would be a surprise so it would feel more real. Your safeword flashed in your mind, an impulse, but despite the unease and the unknown, you knew Hyunjin would let no harm come to you. Surely? He must know you were scared, he must know you needed some kind of sign of reassurance from him, a smile, anything. Yet he gave none and his hold on your leash became harsh, the leather creaking slightly at being pulled so taut.

"H-Hyun...."

Your pulse hammered in your throat, cutting off his name halfway. He only stood at the bottom of the stairs, two feet away from you, giving no orders, no guidance.

The noise of one of the iron gates opening to your left made you shriek and jump out of your skin.

"Hyunjin!!"

Only then did Hyunjin's face split into a smile.

Fear.

He loved your fear. He got off on it but it took so much to get him to give you a scene that incorporated it, to believe you when you said you'd be happy to do it and that you wanted to please him. You'd let him plan it out himself and asked him to keep the details a surprise, giving him your hard limits and trusting him with the rest.

A shorter, boyish male with blonde hair stepped out of the opened gate, smiling. Something about his eyes unnerved you but his aura attracted you.

"This is Felix," Hyunjin said simply, and if you weren't afraid before, what he did next made you whine pathetically and shake in your place.

Hyunjin tossed the end of your leash to Felix who immediately pulled it taut. The unfamiliar way that your collar pulled around your neck had you gripping onto it.

"Welcome to our new dungeon, lovely. Come with me," Felix said and the sound of his baritone voice had your knuckles turning white around your leash.

Hyunjin stood idly, watching the exchange and when Felix tugged on your leash you did not move.

"You will listen to Felix like you listen to me," Hyunjin said quietly, but without the usual affectionate undercurrent to his tone and there was no doubt in your mind this was the scene he'd orchestrated. Yet knowing that didn't help you overcome the fear coursing coldly through your veins and you remained rooted in place.

When Felix saw that you were resisting, he stepped closer to you, not missing the way you flinched. He got into your space and raised both hands to cradle your face in a surprisingly intimate gesture.

"I won't hurt you, baby. I'll be good to you."

The shred of affection was like a bandage over a stab wound but had your knees going weak regardless, and you found yourself huddling against Felix, seeking out his warmth and he allowed it, letting you trail your hands over his lean frame over his clothes.

"Soon enough you'll be begging me to hurt you anyway," he whispered to you as he met your eyes and you shivered, your core clenching reflexively. You looked back at Hyunjin who seemed perfectly at ease and had stepped closer to you. You felt his large hands applying pressure to your hips, guiding you to follow Felix who was moving backwards into the gated room, and you did not resist further. Hyunjin's ease and Felix's soft touch had warmth rolling through you, countering the chill of the basement level you were in.

The room was effectively a cell, bare except for a table full of lit candles which were the only source of light, and some sort of contraption in the corner. You swallowed thickly, your emotions a roller coaster as the fear raised its head again.

"Hyunjin told me how responsive you can be," Felix's voice grated in your ear as he pulled you to him, Hyunjin's hands falling away from you. The shorter male buried his fingers underneath your collar, cradling your neck as he pulled you in until his lips were a hair's breadth away from yours. "Are you cold," he whispered. You only nodded. Felix's eyes dropped to your lips, his long lashes casting shadows over his cheeks and you picked up on his intention, your lips parting slightly.

The air felt thick between you and him and you were so aware of his fingers on your neck, his other hand still wrapped in your leash. Soft lips met yours and you couldn't help the moan that ripped from your throat. Fear, anticipation and arousal were mixing all around the edges of your consciousness and making it impossible to think. You felt reduced to your base impulses and Felix was satisfying one of them, practically purring against your lips. His tongue slipped between them, coaxing yours to curl around his and your hands soon found themselves clutching at his shirt.

The sound of something mechanical broke you away from the oasis of Felix's kiss and you turned to see Hyunjin wheeling forward the contraption you had glimpsed upon coming into the room.

"This is a wooden cross," he explained matter-of-factly. You had seen some before but they were usually upright whereas this one was horizontal, reminding you vaguely of a physician's table. "Why don't you rest on it and we'll take care of you, babe?"

The light from the candles was enough for you to see that Hyunjin was already tenting in his jeans and that only excited you more. Felix gave slack to your leash which was enough for you to sit on the cross, only then noticing the metal cuffs at the top of it. Felix took your right hand and Hyunjin your left, each pulling them our to straighten your arms and you laid down on the cross as they secured the cuffs around your wrists. The clinking of metal, the darkness and chill had you on high alert but your breathing was deep and even, your mind primed to follow orders which was the very thing Hyunjin tested.

"Snap your fingers," he commanded quietly and you snapped. "One is for?"

"Keep going," you answered.

"Two are for?"

"Stop."

"Good."

Felix sat by your head, his fingers threading through your hair like he was stroking a frightened animal. "Still cold?"

"Mmhmm," you nodded, looking up at him pleadingly.

Instead of meeting your eyes Felix met Hyunjin's, both of them smiling and making you feel left out of the wordless conversation. They swapped your leash between themselves, Hyunjin now holding it and sitting by your head while Felix went over to the table and picked up one of the candles. There was a mix of red, black and white candles which you had failed to notice before. The moving flame made long shadows dance on the walls and your eyes lost focus, something pulling you under to where the only thing you could focus on were Hyunjin's fingers on your arm.

Felix noticed your unfocused gaze and turned to Hyunjin.

"Should I wait?"

Hyunjin shook his head. "It's not a problem."

Felix then loomed over you with the red candle, tilting it in its holder and dripping some of the melted wax over your sternum.

The scream that left your lips bounced off the concrete walls, echoing down the hall. Hyunjin only laughed, leaning over your ear.

"This was originally built as a bomb shelter. No one can hear you scream down here, pet."

The sting and heat of the wax were a jolt to your senses, not desired but not unwelcome. The thought of not being able to get out set you alight and you strained against the cuffs at your wrists, helpless noises filling the room. Hyunjin stood up and moved to sit over your knees, immobilising you further and making something primal in you jump at the feeling.

Felix tilted the candle again, dripping two symmetrical lines of wax at the underside of your ribs. You yelped, your back arching off the cross but otherwise immobilised.

"Uungh..."

Hyunjin's grunt made you go still and you realised that he'd ground his erection over your thighs as you squirmed.

"Feeling a bit warmer now," Felix chuckled, drawing your attention back to him.

Your brain was surely malfunctioning because the fear only kept turning into want, your underwear sticking to you despite your squirming against Hyunjin.

"The candles have different melting points. The black ones are low temperature, the red slightly higher, and the white are not specialised candles, they burn hot." Felix explained as he trailed his fingers over the row of candles. "Which ones shall we play with next, hmm?"

You instinctively looked at Hyunjin after Felix's question, looking for guidance or permission, something, but were instead met with the sight of Hyunjin unzipping his jeans and taking out his cock. His eyes were fixed to the lines of wax Felix had dripped over your ribs.

"Black," you croaked, amd Felix smiled sweetly at you, picking up a black candle and making his way to sit by your head. He held the candle close to illuminate your face and bent down to meet your lips upside down. You sighed against him, needing his sweet disposition to counter the fear still drumming in your chest.

You felt movement on top of your legs and released Felix's lips to look down. Hyunjin had eased his jeans down his hips and was now rutting rhythmically in between your clenched thighs, his full bottom lip pinched between his teeth as he followed Felix's movements.

Then you understood. This whole setup was not for you. It was for Hyunjiin.

"Do it, drip it," Hyunjin ordered Felix impatiently and the shorter male aimed and then tipped the candle over your nipples. It was not as hot as the red wax but still made you jerk. You sucked in sharp breaths as the black wax was dripped in lines across your chest, the heat fizzling over your sensitive spots and making you clench your thighs harder. You heard Hyunjin groan at the increased pressure on his dick. He stood up briefly to spread your legs apart and let them rest to the sides of the cross. Then he sat in between your legs, his cock still hard and jutting forward, and he rubbed it over your clothed entrance.

"I think my baby really likes this," he purred. "You're getting wetter, I can feel it. I want to see it on your thighs," he said as he looked at Felix who was stroking your hair again.

"What shall it be next then," he asked you.

"Red."

You felt nervous about being stung hotter, but from the way Hyunjin was biting his lips you had a feeling that he would get more pleasure out of making you squirm harder and you were still doing this to please him.

Felix's fingers left your hair as he stood up to swap the candles, and in the meantime Hyunjin manoeuvred your legs up and together to take off your underwear. His hands ghosted over the insides of your thighs as he set your legs back down, settling in between them and letting his cock graze against your slippery entrance. The moan that came from you echoed in a particular way, more so as Felix sat by your head again, trailing one hand over your restrained arms. You were spread out for them, your body on display, and things became blurry.

Hyunjin's tongue caught between his teeth at the sounds you made and he slid forward on the cross, the head of his cock nestling in between your folds. A tilt of your hips would be all it took to have him slip inside you but you weren't told you could.

"I want to feel you clenching on my cock while Felix drips this on you." The smile on Hyunjin's face and his dark eyes made you shiver, as did his tone when he turned to Felix and ordered him: "Drip."

This time you didn't shriek. The dulled edges of your consciousness, Felix's soothing touch over your arms and in your hair, Hyunjin's sinful expression as he held his breath waiting to see the red drips over your skin - it was all too consuming and you started anticipating too. When the wax hit your soft inner thigh, you only sighed in relief.

Hyunjin reached and trailed his fingers over the hardening wax, motioning to Felix to keep going. Felix dripped it over your other thigh and Hyunjin scooted forward, his cock now finally entering you.

"Don't stop," Hyunjin rasped and you realised he was talking to Felix, eyes still glued to you.

All your attention had been focused on where the hot sting would come, your nerve endings on high alert, and the feeling of Hyunjin stuffing himself inside your cunt after waiting for so long was overwhelming. Your lips opened in a silent scream and Felix's free hand clasped over your restrained wrist reflexively to keep you from moving or hurting yourself.

Hyunjin tested you, thrusting shallowly several times and the heightened sensation of his length dragging against your walls made you whine. It felt too much, too good, and when Felix started dripping higher up your thigh you started begging.

"Please, please fuck me! Deeper, please!"

Hyunjin smirked and harshly slapped the inside of your thigh that Felix had just painted red.

"Much too early to be begging me. Maybe if you keep being a good toy for me and don't dare to ruin my fun, I'll let you cum. Felix, I want the white."

Your sharp inhale did not not go unnoticed but you didn't make any move to snap your fingers at all, and Felix leaned over you, tilting your chin up gently for you to look at him.

"I hope you'll be good for me too, I have a little idea of how to make your pussy really pretty. I'll draw a nice white ring around it, and we'll top your clit off with a little red, how does that sound?"

His voice was too sweet. He could have said anything right then and it would have sounded like a good idea to you. You found yourself staring up at him desperately and nodding. You lost a bit of time where Felix must have switched the candles because all your mind registered was Hyunjin's warmth between your legs, his cock teasing you with shallow strokes that were maddeningly insufficient. You clenched hard around his cock, a never-ending stream of whimpers flowing from your mouth.

The warmth gave way to a chill of anticipation when you felt Felix sit by your head again but this time he reached to hold the side of your jaw in his free hand in a tight grip, fixing your head in one position so you only looked at Hyunjin. The taller man licked his lips, eyes locked onto the visual of his cock entering you and he nodded to Felix.

The white wax dripped dangerously close to your sensitive folds and you moaned loudly, not from pain or heat but from relief at finally having the stimulation you craved. Your nerves were buzzing, eager to feel more, and your squirmed against your restraints, causing Hyunjin to ram his cock into you to put you in your place.

"Fuck!! Please, please, keep giving it to me," you begged him but you quickly felt a hand lock around your jaw. You looked up at Felix who pursed his lips and tutted at you.

"You heard when he said he wants to have his fun with you. You don't want to make him mad, or I will drip the white further up." His honey tone was sing-song but the threat was clear and goosebumps rose up your arms.

Hyunjin continued stuffing your pussy and any thoughts lingering around evaporated from your brain. The pressure and drag of his length inside you was delicious and you went pliant beneath the two men, a stream of thin and airy moans echoing incessantly.

Felix looked up at Hyunjin with some concern, thinking you might have reached your limit.

"Should I keep going?"

Hyunjin bit his lip and canted his hips in a deep thrust, making you moan louder.

"Absolutely. Drip it."

Your tone grew more desperate at hearing that and Felix's deep chuckle tickled your ear. He tilted the candle and more white drips fell and hardened on the sensitive skin just outside your folds. You clenched hard around Hyunjin and he swore, slowing down inside you but still filling you up to the brim. He reached to massage your clit with his thumb and you clenched even harder, your walls squeezing out any but of friction he could offer to get you closer to your orgasm.

Felix released your jaw and trailed his fingers to one of your nipples, pinching and rubbing it as he dripped more of the heated wax over you. Your breaths quickened as you felt yourself getting closer to the precipice, the sensations becoming overwhelming as they came from so many places on your body. You tried to meet Hyunjin's thrusts halfway and felt him lean his weight on you.

"Remember what I said, you little whore," Hyunjin spat at you with a grin even as his fingers increased their tempo on your clit. "If you try to rush me, you won't get to cum at all."

"Please, no! I need to cum, ohhh fuck..."

You mewled as you took deep breaths, trying to calm your hammering heart but it was no use when Felix continued dripping the liquid heat on your skin, working to complete the white circle around your pussy. He left it slightly unfinished, skipping your perineum, and put the candle to the side in favour of sucking the nipple he had not played with yet between his lips.

Your back arched under the two as they continued stimulating you, your hands clenched hard in your restraints. Finally, Felix swapped the candles again and sat by your head, tilting your chin up to look at him.

"Are you ready?"

You nodded furiously, walls clenching and releasing rhythmically around Hyunjin's cock pistoning inside you. Hyunjin's own breathing was unsteady, he was close and was rutting into you faster and harder now.

"I need to get this just right, so I'll need you to slow down," Felix instructed and for the first time, you felt as if Felix was actually the one in charge of this scene. Hyunjin reluctantly slowed down to a stop, fully hilting inside you and forcing you to feel his entire length and girth in your oversensitised cunt. You got louder, almost screaming with how close you were, and tears pricked at the corners of your eyes from the intensity.

"So fucking pretty," Felix's deep voice rasped near your ear as the red candle in his hand tipped over and a thick drop of wax landed on your clit. The lick of heat right on your bundle of nerves made you scream, and the moment it had fallen, Hyunjin pulled back to ram into you fast and hard.

"Cum on my cock," he ordered you breathlessly, and you nearly sobbed in relief because your walls had started spasming already anyway. The liquid heat felt as if it covered you from the outside and filled you up from inside, a heavy blanket of pleasure and warmth cocooning you as you careened off the edge. Hyunjin was spilling inside you and it only added to your pleasure, his warmth adding to the already too-hot feeling enveloping your senses.

When your walls stopped fluttering, you felt his cock pull out from you, only to be replaced by another. Somewhat differently shaped, and a different set of hands attached to your hips. You looked up to see Felix fucking into you, pretty lips parted and you moaned at how hard he felt inside you. Hyunjin's cum squelched lewdly as his accomplice fucked it into you.

There was a jerkiness to his movements now where he had always been gentle and precise before, and it told you that Felix wouldn't last long, the tell-tale twitching of his cock inside you making you clench around him.

"Fuck, you feel amazing," Felix shut his eyes tightly, grabbing at your hips harder. He pulled out, stroking himself quickly and warm droplets hit your skin. Felix's cum cut a line across the red wax blooming over your clit, making his little masterpiece even more intricate.

"You look so beautiful covered in my cum like that," Felix sighed as he milked himself over you skin, nudging your folds with the swollen head of his cock.

"Good thing I'm here to capture it all," Hyunjin's smile could be heard in his voice and you heard the clicking of a shutter, knowing he was taking photos of you now. You looked up and followed him as he aimed to capture you from different angles, and your glassy eyes and the mess over your body were immortalised on film.

You registered movement around you as the two cleaned themselves up and tidied up, then turned their attention to you. Felix used a flat tool to remove the wax from your body, teasingly taking more time and gliding over your nipples and clit a few more times than needed. Hyunjin followed with oil to clean off anything remaining, strong hands massaging into your muscles which you had overworked from tensing.

"Can I have a kiss?"

You looked up, hearing Felix's question, but he was looking at Hyunjin.

"I suppose that would be okay, you did just help me fulfill a top-spot fantasy of ours."

Your eyes fluttered closed automatically when you felt Felix's fingers cup your jaw and his lips covered yours, gentle and butterfly-soft. You groaned when he licked at your bottom lip, asking for your personal permission this time, and you let him. His tongue met yours, caressing and exploring as you faintly heard the restraints around your hands being unlocked and released.

"Feeling more awake now?"

"Quite the opposite," you hummed blissfully, stretching as if just waking up from a dream.

"It's time to get up, baby," Hyunjin's voice had slipped back into his usual gentle tone and you felt him take your hands to help you sit up, handing you your clothes. You dressed on autopilot, a dreamy smile playing on your face and you automatically took your place by Hyunjin's side, linking hands.

"I'll walk you back upstairs," Felix offered and you smiled at him. The two men carried the equipment in comfortable silence up the stairs until you ended up back in the atrium of the club.

"Do you want to stay for drinks?"

Hyunjin kissed you knuckles with the question.

"I think I'm done for the night, but I do want to know when we can play with Felix again," you giggled cheekily.

"You liked Felix that much, huh? Careful, I might get a little jealous," Hyunjin teased, tugging on your collar.

"Call me any time, you have my number," Felix elbowed Hyunjin playfully, then waved goodbye as he winked at you.

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In the comfortable darkness at the back of the cab home, yours and Hyunjin's faces were illuminated by the preview screen of his camera.

"We really made you into a masterpiece, babe," Hyunjin whispered to you, placing a kiss just beneath your ear.

[vaguely-yandere]

OKAY. I am back minutes later.

So like, read your cannibal yan things. I need to add to it as a civil duty.

So, imagine cannibal yan but during Halloween. The house/apartment is decked out in Halloween decor and the skeletons look sooo realistic. When you ask them how they get it, they just say " oh, just bought them online! " (Even though you know damn well that they don't know how to properly order off the internet w/o "" help "") so you usually end it there. But coming to Halloween day, you both had a argument yesterday and now you think to tease them by wearing the MOST REVEALING COSTUME you could find (vampire/zombie/frankenstein whatevs you prefer) and go to a Halloween party. You knew that yan would be there because they just always are somewhere where you're at. (The costume yan wears can honestly be anything but I imagine a werewolf just to be kinda funny) So there could be some bold vampires or zombies that drunkenly flirt with you, or get really into Halloween sex w yan.

Idk summers almost over for me and I already got spooky ideas DAMN IT -🦞

YES!!!!!!!!! YEEEEEESSSSS!!!!! i think it'd also be hilarious if they wore a Hannibal Lector costume or a t-shirt that says "I Am Normal"

and god, seeing you in a revealing outfit in front of all these people... you're gonna drive them insane! bending over to show off your ass, spreading your legs whenever you sit down to show off your underwear (if you even have any on), "adjusting" your costume so your butt jiggles or you accidentally flash someone but you don't really flirt with anyone, not directly. if anything, you spend the night subtly flirting with cannibal yan, trying to get their attention and make them apologize for being mean to you however a couple of other people decide you're flirting with them.

if anyone so much as puts their hands on your waist, cannibal yan is right there to smack them away and scare them off. if someone manages to get even closer without cannibal Yan noticing in time.. you bet you're getting dragged into the nearest closet and eaten out until you can't stand, whining and moaning while they growl into you and drool on you, clawing at your hips and thighs to bring you even closer and once they gain enough self control to carry you out of there? i know they're taking you home and laying you oh so gently down on the bed, sweetly asking if you need anything, water, candy, maybe just a quick break? before they bury their head between your legs and get right back to work.

i also think it'd be so hot if they had on a collar and a leash!! <3 i can just imagine them moaning as you tug their leash, pulling them impossibly closer, nails digging into their scalp as you ride their face for the millionth time that night<3!!

and the next day, a lot of the people who flirted with you end up mysteriously dead and cannibal yans work suddenly starts making meat pies!!

and if you lick a skeleton and it sticks to your tongue... well, ill let you decide what to do with that information!

[donquxiotes]

BAJi KEiSUKE SUB HEADCANONS.

kisaki kinnie’s plotting — my welcome back debut!! lololol. baji’s alive, twenty seven and so hot here bc i said so. excuse any mistakes, this was a pain in my ass to do. minors do not interact, u will b blocked.

sub baji keisuke + afab dom reader. fem terms used.

content warnings — mentions of monster dildos. anal play. pegging. oral (m. receiving) belly bulges. impact play. heavy petplay. outdoor play. oral fixations. lingerie. sub drops. collaring. corruption. petnames used — mutt. babyboy.

before kei met you he had no idea what half of the stuff y’all do together existed. and because of that, you conditioned his to enjoy the same kinks and fetishes you do and more!

and now baji is the most feral sub known to man.

he likes to bite, to scratch, growl, grip, yank…. it’s just rough sex with him altogether. don’t think he’s much of a masochist but, i do think he’ll opt for sex on the rough, fast paced side.

a major size king. fuck him w big cocks or don’t fuck him at all. he’ll immediately assume you’re trying to challenge him or that you’re saying “you can’t handle it” if you pull out some small sized dildo.

keeps a pack of lube on him at all times because he knows he likes to fuck/get fucked throughout the day.

can be easily manipulated and corrupted at times. he falls for you’re silky voice and sensual eyes so easily.

you: “i should tie you up, that way you won’t be able to touch. you’ll like that wouldn’t you baby boy?” baji, eyelids heavy and chest heaving: “y-yes ma’am..”

baji’s mouth unintentionally gets him in trouble. he doesn’t purposefully talk back to you because he wants trouble….. he’s just stubborn. he’s issued to doing stuff on his own so being given orders he immediately defies or questions.

things i just know he’s into: cock and ball torture, hair pulling, orgasm denial, roleplaying & choking.

belly bulges. belly bulges. belly budges. baji puts his palm against it and when he feels the tip of your cock, he turns into putty.

is into outdoor play and the go-to place to fuck outside is behind the pet shop.

he doesn’t hide when he’s horny or when he wants something. everyone in the vicinity will know you turned him on by accident.

baji isn’t a puppy sub, he’s more like a dog. insanely possessive, greedy and aggressive.

he’s also a biter… he has to leave his mark somehow and walking next to you, grimacing and growling at people who get to close to you isn’t enough! baji unapologetically bites wherever his mouth can reach. he likes being bit and marked up by you too!

fav nickname for you to call him would be mutt.

any kind of anal play makes him melt. however, your fingers pumping inside of him does the trick more than anything. baji feels so good when you finger him he cums so quick during anal play.

also kei’s an embarrassingly huge fan of pegging. poor baby gets sensitive and his senses go into overdrive once you touch his prostate. he cums all over hisself, pathetically. it’s so cute.

a huge experimentalist. anything that looks remotely interesting, he wants to try it + he actually orders lots of toys and sex related things on his own.

heavy petplayer. has collars and leashes, crates, doggy bowls, floggers, chew toys & etc.

kei fucking hates dog mittens tho. he hates them so much. he sees it as a punishment because he don’t get to touch you, skin to skin. it’s hell for him. baji will beg you to take them off of him and will actually cry if you say no.

has a breeding kink. in both ways. baji begs you to breed him when you’re fucking him and he begs you to allow him to breed you. he promises to be a good boy! he promises he will follow all the rules! just breed! breed! breed!

likes being fucked from behind a lot aka doggy style. like just fucking mount him.

baji’s so responsive. it’s to the point where he cannot quiet down for nothing. if he feels good, you will hear it. his groans are deep and gravely and he swears his ass off too. it’s not pretty but it’s so baji.

always thanks you after you fuck him.

oral fixation, he has one. can literally get off from your fingers working through his mouth, sliding down his throat.

baji will make being away from him, hell. you could be working, you could be on a trip, you could be hanging out w friends…. baji won’t allow you to have fun without sending you some unsolicited nudes. it could be a video of him fucking himself on a dildo/stroking himself until he’s cumming or it could be a picture of him naked/in the sexiest piece of lingerie in a lewd pose.

likes to purposefully ignore the dom signals you do just because.

he doesn’t know which one he likes more so just mix degradation sprinkled with some praise.

love when you milk him with just your hand. milk him dry. baji gets so needy and sniffly as he humps your hand like a dog in heat.

baji gets sniffly and cuddly during his sub drop. it don’t even look like baji’s still there because he’s so different during it. I’d you try to get up to grad something for him he’ll look up at you with big watery eyes and say “w-why are you tryin’ to leave me?” you have to continuously tell him that, that’s not true.

+ taglist. @kokonoienjoyer @mnjrosn @mommysano @ravioliplease @jenijae @hirwishin @inu1gf. hope this is fine! @chosos-angel, for uuuu & my anon that asked!

[thunderheadfred]

💥Bakugou HC's💥

Aged-up pro hero Katsuki for all of these. Some NSFW beneath the cut. Minors do not interact.

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General

He’s scary good at everything he tries. Every. Single. Fucking. Thing. It’s infuriating. Has zero patience when other people can’t immediately master a skill. Never let him teach you anything. Not that he’d offer, nerd.

He WILL offer, though. A lot. He can’t believe you still can’t Do That Thing. Tsh. Like THIS. You're gonna hurt yourself, Dummy.

But hold on. Of course you have unique skills of your own. You work hard to improve yourself. Trust me, he's the first person to notice. He doesn't praise anyone lightly, so when he raises his eyebrows and whispers he's impressed, your heart will go thermonuclear.

Perfect spelling and fully punctuated texts. Never uses abbreviations. Employs a grand total of four emojis, all of them angry faces. Constantly leaves you on read. He's busy, dammit.

Doesn’t smile or laugh in public (except sarcastically). His real smile is a crooked, fragile thing. Never make him feel self-conscious about it, or you might not see it again for weeks.

He does not talk about his private life to the press. Ever. Will K.O. rookie reporters who can't keep their big mouths shut.

HOweVER: he's intensely kind to his fans. There is a whole photographic sub-genre of little girls in cosplay hugging Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight like he's a Disney Princess.

Too smart for his own good. Emotionally hyper-vigilant. Overthinks every interaction to hell and back. Will act like he's not listening but actually hears every single word in a ten-block radius.

INSECURE AF. 110% convinced he will never be good enough. Terrified of his loved ones leaving him behind. Does he do anything to assuage his fears? Like... talk to anyone about it? Hell no. That would require admitting he has fears to begin with.

Seeing people upset makes him upset, especially if he doesn't know how to fix it.

The epitome of being mean because he cares. He genuinely does not seem to comprehend that monosyllabic grunts and lopsided shrugs are not actually that comforting.

Because he was such a brat growing up, he wants to make up for it now. Sort of. In his own way. Look, he's trying, okay?

He smells - so - good. Obscenely good. He doesn't wear cologne; are you joking? There's the burnt-sugar caramel candy smell of his quirk, for starters. And since he sweats deadly ammunition, he showers and wipes himself down almost constantly. He always smells clean. Like a fucking meadow.

Never got that growth spurt he was hoping for. He’s a short man - not even THAT short - but he has a Napoleon complex anyway. If you’re taller than him, the collars of your shirts will all be stretched out. He’s constantly dragging you down to his level. He will assert himself all the fucking time; the pissing contest is never-ending. Don’t wear tall shoes unless you want him to drag you around on a leash. If you’re shorter than him, that’s good. That’s very good. He likes that.

He’s an incredible cook, but everything he makes is a nuclear fire challenge. Adapt or starve.

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Dating

Makes artisanal, nutritionally flawless bento lunches for both of you. When people assume his S.O. makes them, he gets fucking pissed. Damn right your co-workers are jealous of my cooking.

Your pet name is Dummy. Don’t like it? Fine. You can be dumbass.

There will be zero PDA in this relationship. His hands are shoved so deep in his pockets you can’t even try.

Intensely private with the press. But with his friends, he will brag about you nonstop. Bakugou Katsuki has the most talented and attractive and intelligent S.O., and anyone who doesn't recognize that is blind. Were you assholes even listening?

A mutual buddy definitely recorded one of these drunken brag-rants and sent it to you for safekeeping. Do not let Katsuki find out about it, unless you enjoy having an ash pile for a phone.

Gets jealous about everything, at least at the start. He calms down eventually. Kinda. He stops saying shit to you about it, anyway, because he learns to trust you. But anyone who so much as looks at you in a too-friendly manner will get the death stare of a lifetime.

He’ll throw all kinds of temper tantrums and the two of you will argue about every tiny fucking thing. He’ll scream out car windows, he’ll ball up his shirt and gnash on it. But he will never raise his voice at you. He’d rather die than make you feel unsafe.

Honestly, the constant bickering is really just... uhh... passionate communication. Eventually you both hash out the important things. You'll learn how to step around his landmines and actually make your points, and he'll learn to open up. A little.

Once you meet his mom, Katsuki starts to make a lot more sense. His family just... emotes like that. Eventually, you and his dad form a spousal support group consisting of exactly two lifetime members. He teaches you the Bakugou family semaphore you need to survive a long-term relationship.

Katsuki can dish it out but absolutely cannot take it. The only person who can level with him about serious issues without explosive fallout is his dad. Or, on a lucky day, Kirishima.

If you give him a legitimate criticism (even gently!) he will take it about as gracefully as a knife to the gut, because it confirms everything he hates about himself.

To your never-ending shock, you’ve made him cry. Yes, CRY! You monster! More than once! His lip gets all *trembly* and his eyes get all *watery* and all you want to do is hug him, but. No. He’ll storm out and wander around for a few hours before coming back with the problem perfectly solved.

He always takes your advice to heart. No, he will NOT talk about it, stop asking.

Gets mad if you don’t snuggle him on the regular. Will drag you into his lap with a pissy little grunt. There might be two seats on this couch but you will not be needing both of them.

Takes pictures of you while you sleep.

Takes even more pictures of you when you're awake but think he's out of the room.

He looks at all these pictures when he's away on high-stakes jobs. He gets all bleary eyed and sleeps in a salty puddle without you. NO ONE WILL EVER KNOW.

You don’t have to meet him at the door or anything, but when he says “I’m home,” you’d better answer fast. If he doesn’t know your precise location in 0.05 seconds, he will assume you’ve been kidnapped. He never checks the fridge for notes. Never assumes you've gone down to the konbini for a snack. No, it’s kidnapping every time.

A terrrrrrible bed partner. He goes to bed at senior citizen hours and will never fuck you after sundown. He snores SO loud. Runs hot and sweats through the sheets. Slaps and elbows you in his sleep and aggressively spoons you with his loud, sweaty body. You WILL want to suffocate him. Separate bedrooms aren’t such a horrible idea......

BUT HANG ON, because in the morning he transforms into an honest-to-god angel. He's half awake, his guard is non-existent. Morning Katsuki is a doting kissy-faced marshmallow man.

If you can wake up before the ass-crack of dawn, he will pamper the fuck out of you. You are royalty for one (1) hour only, and he is your bleary-eyed slave. You want a cuddlefuck? You got it. Hugs? Kisses? Take as many as you need. You want a perfect, fluffy, NON-SPICY omelette with a heart drawn in ketchup? Here it is, gorgeous.

Then he gets in the shower and the spell is broken.

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💥bang BANG💥

Let’s get the obvious out of the way: this here is an ASS. MAN. He'll spank you with his quirk; doesn’t matter if you’ve been good or bad. Wants to see you wince when you sit down later.

Likes pounding you face down with a vice grip on your waist.

Unfortunately, even with all that said... he doesn't exactly have the feral beast sex drive you were expecting. He’s married to his work and has the fuddy-duddy habits of a once and future valedictorian. Only fucks you when he has the time and energy to fully dedicate himself to it.

But ohhhh. Shit. When it's time? It's TIME. The man will rush for nothing. Stamina for days. Making you cum as many times as possible is a point of pride. Yeah, you passed out once.

You’re gonna need those days off when he’s done with you.

That dick THICC.

Sends unsolicited dick pics. Only after you’ve been dating a good long while - he doesn't show that shit to just anyone. But yeah, don’t check your phone at work. He won't cum without you; those pictures and videos are time bombs. You better get home. Now.

Physically dominant as FUCK, but won’t verbally degrade you unless you ask. Well, let’s be honest. Unless you beg.

Praise him and reap the rewards. A long hard ego stroking will get him off more than touching his cock ever will.

Will grab your hair and fuck your throat. Will also stop immediately if you need him to.

The two of you have safe words and gestures. Even for vanilla stuff. He’s paranoid about scaring or hurting you. He insisted you both sign a color-coded ‘love contract’ that he meticulously formatted in a word processor. When you gave him guff about it, his blush was the darkest crimson you’d ever seen.

Coin-flip: he will sometimes be unbelievably gentle in bed. Doting and affectionate, taking perfect care of you. Like, it’s baffling. There’s no warning, the switch just flips. When you want him to be extra-rough and mean, he’ll sweetly worship you instead. For hours.

Bonus: he likes being penetrated. But of course he’s got a complex about that too. Super intense power bottom. You will never fuck him hard enough. He’d like to see you try. Hit his prostate just right and he might literally explode.

You'll live happily ever after but he will say he loves you out loud exactly once. Maybe. If you're lucky. And you're both about to die.

[amerrierworld]

Our Baby

for the request @nawehl​: Lou x Debbie x reader, bondage and blindfolds with sub reader

Summary: Debbie and Lou decide your stresses need to be dealt with promptly. 

Characters: Lou x Debbie x fem!reader

Word Count: 2,129

Warnings: you guessed it, smut, sub!reader, bondage, blindfolds, collars, leashes :)

Somehow, getting constantly pampered by Lou and Debbie could get exhausting. Who would have thought there was actually a limit to how much adoration you could take? 

Today was one such day, a day where your two cons didn’t actually have any work to do. One joy about working illegally is they’re really not obligated to work full-time hours to live comfortably. With a couple millions in their pockets, why would they worry about working in the morning on a random day?

But you, however, did have pressing matters on hand. There were emails and things to check that you had to work on today, and though usually both your girlfriends would leave you alone, today was quite different.

To put it lightly, they were like a pair of consistent, annoying puppies who needed attention. It was easy at the moment, because Lou had gone out for a bit, and it was only Debbie you had to deal with. 

Debbie had sat down on the couch next to you, running a hand over your leg, asking a few curious questions. She seemed amused by how huffy you were being, until you finally pushed her arm away and snapped.

“I need to focus- this is not funny! I need to do this- I need-”

A sharp hand twisted your hair on the back of your head, and you were tugged back to look up at Debbie’s stormy eyes. She held you there, suspended, for five long seconds. Then your whole body relaxed and you leaned your head back, breathing deep.

“Good girl,” she whispered. You let out a whine from behind your teeth. She shut the laptop on the table, her hand loosened but not letting go.

“I think you need to relax, hm?” she asked. “You’ve been misbehaving far too much.”

“I have not-”

“Yes, you most definitely have.”

“I have work-”

“And it’s practically killing you. Computer away. Bed, now.”

You pouted, but knew better than to argue with her. But as you got up, Debbie decided to tug you back, pulling you into her lap and nudging your mouth open with her own.

“Relax.”

“I’m trying.” You squirmed, lightly kissing her back. She patted your hips.

“You’ll have to try a little harder. Otherwise I need to intervene.”

Your eyes widened slightly, and she grinned, looking up at you through her eyelashes. She then nodded her head for you to go up to the bedroom, and you hurried away.

As you walked away, Debbie took out her phone and texted Lou; take ur time getting home. she needs some help.. relaxing. better be ready when u get here. 

The only response Lou sent was a smirking emoji, and Debbie got up to hurry after you, ready to get all your attention.

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“FUCK! Debbie- i-it’s too much!”

You were spread out on the bed, limbs tied to each bedpost. Debbie hovered over you, nude save for her panties. You were the same, but she had shoved a vibrator under the fabric to stay and torture you. She had played with the settings to the point where you were sweaty and shaky from the orgasm denial.

“Not until Lou gets home.” She smirked as you tried to move your hips, tried to press your legs together. You stared at her, face gorgeously contorted in a look of anguished pleasure, and she leaned forward to push a knee between your legs, making the toy press tightly against your cunt and sending shockwaves along your spine. 

It seemed to last forever. Your body had submitted to Debbie the moment she pounced on you in the bed, thoughts of work completely gone from your head.

Then, finally, you heard the front door open. Debbie’s face lit up like a child’s, and she straightened out your panties, patting your tummy dotingly, making sure the toy was in place.

Then a long slip of silk was tied around your eyes. You could see streams of light and very faint shadows, but other than that, it was dark. You grumbled in the back of your throat, but that earned you a pinch on the inside of your thigh. You yelped in surprise.

“Don’t be so bratty, otherwise I won’t let you come at all.”

You bit your lip, and listened to the door open and close. But there were no voices, no moving around. You realized Debbie had left to go outside to Lou, leaving you stranded in bed with a toy pulsing against your clit. You cursed in your head, and squirmed in the restraints.

You needed more, this wasn’t enough. Nothing was ever enough. You needed Debbie’s hand in your hair, or Lou’s mouth on your clit- needed their mouths, their cooing words of praise when you were a good girl for them. Fuck, you were so desperate at this point, you’d do anything.

Then the door creaked open, and you stilled suddenly, but your chest was rising and falling rapidly, blood pounding in your ears.

“Oh my, this is a sight to come home to,” Lou’s voice was low, and your skin tingled at the timbre of it. 

“I needed to put her in her place. She needed to relax. Far too stressed. A bit too much of a brat today I think.”

Your hips rose and you whined, “sorry..”

“What was that?”

You bit your lip. “I’m sorry.”

“Hmm. You think she deserves her present?”

You perked up. A present? Knowing Lou, a present could be as delightful as it could be agonizing when it came to bedplay.

“We’ve made her wait long enough I think.” 

There was some shuffling and you were straddled by a pair of bare legs, and you recognized Lou’s musky scent. A cool hand laid on your throat and you gasped, making her purr.

“Good girl.”

Then she slowly, gently, leaned forward and wrapped something around your neck. Something thick and smooth that smelled of leather and metal. A collar.

Your body flushed at the feeling of Lou tightening it in place. Her hair brushed your face and you twisted your head, hoping to catch her lips with your own. You managed to peck the corner of her mouth, and she chuckled. 

“Eager?”

You nodded frantically. 

“Learned your lesson?”

You huffed, but whispered, “yes.”

“Finally up to play, then?”

You nodded, your hands clenching into fists. Then slowly, Lou pushed the blindfold up and over your head. You blinked, and your mouth went dry at the sight of her.

Lou was wearing a black leather corset that was decorated with clasps and buckles, and pushed up her chest in a lingerie-like fashion. Sheer black panties made her look like a sex goddess with smokey dark eyes and ruffled hair. She seemed delighted at your reaction.

Then Debbie came into sight, wearing flowery, mauve lingerie that was lacy and seductive with stockings, garter belts and straps of all sorts. You nearly lost your mind at the sight of them both. They were contrasting each other beautifully, and they seemed very keen on how you were watching them. 

“We really should have just put this on, Debs.” Lou cocked her head and watched your eyes traipse up and down both their forms. “She seems to be very attentive now.”

“Hm, good.”

Debbie took the silk blindfold from Lou, untied it and then proceeded to tie it in a knot around a buckle at the front of your collar, making it a leash. She tugged experimentally, and you gasped at the jerk, wondering if you could get even wetter than you already were.

The sudden revelation of your girlfriends and the leash made you nearly forget about the vibrator working diligently against your cunt, but you clenched your muscles and were reminded of its presence. 

Lou and Debbie seemed to have a plan or some agreement in mind, because they exchanged places wordlessly. Now Debbie sat on your middle, a little higher on your torso. She held a tight grip on the leash, not letting you move your head at all, making you watch her face. 

Then Lou made her way between your legs, and with some maneuvering and one leg over the other, you could feel her cunt dangerously close to your own and the toy. 

Your mouth dropped into a surprised ‘o’ face as Lou began pushing herself against you, a satisfied groan escaping her at the pressure and vibrations.

“Fuck, Debs... you really got her wet,” she muttered, one of her hands grabbing your leg, holding onto you as she began thrusting over the toy. The pressure on your receiving end felt like hot sparks of pleasure as she pushed the vibrator against your already sensitive clit.

Debbie kept your body taut and strained as Lou chased her release, growling with satisfaction as you laid back, eyes begging and pleading up at Debbie.

“C-Can I come now?” you whimpered. “Now that- now that Lou’s back?”

Debbie smiled, leaning forward, tugging your leash so you lifted your head just barely. She pressed a chaste kiss on your gasping mouth,

“Not until after Lou, baby,” she said softly. You groaned, head dropping back as she let you go. 

“Won’t be long though.” Lou let out a huff of a laugh, fingernails digging into your unmoving legs. You bit your lip, and Debbie swiped her thumb over it, coaxing you to open your mouth.

“Don’t hold back, baby. Let it out. Does it feel good?”

“Fuck, yes!” you cried out. “God!”

“Not quite,” Lou replied cheekily. Her movements were jittery, speeding up, losing its rhythm. She was close.

And so were you. Their touches, their words, it made it very hard to try not to come all over the toy. 

A guttural groan, a stutter in her hips, and she fell over the edge with one final satisfied roll against you. And you thought- finally, finally, you can come-

And then Lou pulled the toy out from between your legs, and you nearly screamed in frustration at the loss of pleasure. Your skin was sweaty, slick, and you looked up at Debbie with pleading eyes. She smiled teasingly. But she passed the leash back to Lou, removed her panties, and sat on your face instead.

You whined at her smell filling every senses. Her hand soothed your hair and crinkled forehead, smiling, and gasping as you gave her soft kitten licks where she needed it the most.

“L-Lou,” she managed to push out a few words as you began to dig in and sped up your pace a little. “I think- she finally deserves it, hm?”

“It looks like it.”

“Good girl,” Debbie gasped, grabbing the headboard and rocking herself on your eager tongue. Then you felt the soft press of the vibrator back on your cunt, slick with your juices still, and Lou’s teasing fingers tapping along the inside of your thighs.

The more Debbie groaned and gasped, the more Lou turned up the speed and added pressure with the toy. You found it hard to focus like this, hard to finish your task at hand, your wrists and ankles sore from the restraints, Debbie surrounding you and your cunt on the verge of bursting with Lou’s ministrations. 

“A-almost there, baby,” Debbie gasped, slapping a hand against the headboard, muscles tensing. “Go on. If I come, you can too.”

You lifted your head slightly and pressed as hard as you could as she rocked her hips steadily, and then her head tipped back, and her whole body went rigid.  

At the same time, Lou pressed hard, rubbing the toy against you, adding to the overstimulation, and you felt shocks and pinpricks in every nerve along your body as you finally reached your climax. 

You weren’t sure if you blacked out or not, but when you came back to your senses, your restraints had been removed and Lou was in the process of taking off the colour, which turned out to be a lovely burgundy leather shade. 

Debbie ran a hand along your hairline, lifting your arm to kiss along the faint marks on your wrists from where you strained against the cuffs. 

“Are you back on earth yet?” Lou asked, running a hand along your waist. You sighed, bucked your hips weakly, and nodded. She smiled widely, and helped you shimmy out of your soaked panties. 

“Still stressed?” Debbie asked as she settled next to you on the bed. With a blush, you shook your head, making both women chuckle.

“Good.” She kissed you on the forehead. Lou came to drape herself over both your middles, resting her head on Debbie’s middle, acting like a blanket that was pulsing with post-sex heat. 

You couldn’t even remember what had made you stressed in the first place. How wonderful. 

[whatifyoulivelikethat]

chained, m | myg

pairing(s): yoongi x reader

summary: You ever fuck someone wearing a collar and a chain... that's attached to the hot girl with the demonic grin? No? Just Min Yoongi? In his defense, he really likes a bad bitch.

warnings: rated M (18+) for language; yup, there are Marilyn Manson and Slipknot references; D/s smut (fem reader, black leather collars and a chain leash, [a lot of] choking, saliva everywhere, handjob, m-receiving oral, slight edging, hair pulling, penetrative sex); non-idol!AU - rapper, sub!Yoongi x goth (also kinda his manager? lol) dom!reader; kinda PWP; Yoongi's POV

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feel like I'm hexed, yeah, that bitch bad collar on her neck and her ass real fat

Most people would say, “Nah, dude, don’t mess with girls like that.”

Most people would say, “She’s fucking scary, why the hell would you think she’s hot?”

Most people would, but Min Yoongi wasn’t most people.

“I want to play a game.”

He tilted his head. “Then let’s play a game.”

She grinned, wild hair over her left eye. “Yeah?”

The first time he met her, he was at a bar and a woman was chatting him up, engaging him in conversation he didn’t want to be in. Fuck. The only reason he came was to accompany his friends, but they were all much more extroverted than he was and had already wandered off with potentials of the night. He didn’t want a potential. He just wanted a damn shot of whiskey and then he was going to slink into a corner and pretend nobody existed.

He minimized his responses to, “Mhm” and “Yeah,” but the woman wasn’t getting the hint and the bartender was busy. Sigh.

All of a sudden, a short man with a white, mannequin-like mask appeared. The white mask was painted with black streaks. He had stringy, long black and red hair and was wearing black coveralls.

Yoongi and the woman jumped away from each other, disconcerted by the appearance of the strange, tiny man.

“Bartender! Hey, real quick, can you get my friend here a drink?”

And then, fuck.

Black leather jacket, silver hardware. Tight fitted white top, so shredded the black bra underneath was visible. Short black pleated skirt. Ripped tights. Thick black boots with chains. Yoongi felt his eyes widen, looking up and down at this curvy frame. Wild hair, lush tits, juicy thighs, an ass that could put anyone in a trance with the way those hips swayed. Dark makeup, playful grin with red-stained lips.

A black choker with at least eight-centimeter spikes.

A pure white contact lens in her left eye.

“Hey, you can’t cover your face here,” a patron interrupted. “That’s creepy.”

The small man in the mask didn’t reply. The woman in black, however, swatted a hand like she was whacking away a fly.

“He’s part of the entertainment. Buzz off.”

“Oh, yes, you’re the band’s drummer, right?” The bartender rushed over. “Sorry, sorry. What will it be?”

The masked man said nothing.

“Double shot whiskey on the rocks,” the woman replied for him. “Did I get it right this time, Hana?”

A single nod from that stringy head.

“What about you?”

Yoongi jumped, startled the woman in black leather was addressing him. She cocked her head to the confused bartender. “You’ve been standing here ignored for the past ten minutes. I noticed because I was waiting for the guys to suit up to bring Hana to the bar.” She waved her hand. “Come on. Give me your order. I got you.”

“O… Oh. Same thing.”

She nodded. “Ya heard him. And don’t just only pay attention to cute girls, bartender.”

The bartender’s cheeks flushed. “A-Ah, I apologize! I’ll have them ready right away.”

The woman sighed and shook her head, completely ignoring the chatty woman who was making eyes at Yoongi, trying to get near him again. Yoongi pretended not to notice, stepping closer to the short, creepy man. The white mask didn’t move. The woman leaned down a bit because the man was shorter than she was with her height and platform boots.

“Don’t be takin’ nothing with the whiskey now. I’m treatin’ ya,” she chuckled under her breath.

Yoongi noticed the slight satoori. It made her voice a little deep and gruff.

“Shut it.”

She snickered. “Made you talk, Hana.”

The white mask went back to being silent.

She sighed and stood back up turning her attention to Yoongi. “Sorry about my friend here. He doesn’t like talking or people. I’m trying to get him to be more personable. Is it working?”

Yoongi blinked.

“Uh.”

Damn, every time she smiled, he felt a thrill shoot up his spine. White teeth showing, pink tongue peeking out between them.

It just seemed a little psychotic, a little mischievous, and a lot sexy.

“I know it’s not working. Can’t say I didn’t try.”

The masked man might as well have been a mannequin with how still he was.

“You’re his manager?” Yoongi found himself asking.

She shrugged. “Kind of? I actually just own the studio space the band records. But I like coming to the gigs sometimes if I can. Good excuse to get a little drunk, eh? Plus, I’m trying to find musicians to rent out the other spaces.”

Fuck.

Was it his lucky day or what?

“I’m looking for a studio space to record my music, actually.”

Her eyebrows raised. “No shit? You wanna talk some business?”

Oh, they talked business to bass and drums thundering the bar.

Later, they talked about some… other things too. What could he say? Yoongi liked a bad bitch. She wore leather, she owned cluster of studio spaces – “well, they ain’t mine, they’re my dad’s, but he’s never here, he’s off gambling and chasing booty, I think” – she gave him a fair price, and she loved to suck dick.

Yoongi didn’t find out about that last bit until later.

Right now, she was clipping the end of a silver chain to the collar around his neck.

It was heavy, probably metal. The collar he was wearing was thick black leather, with a steel ring resting against his collarbones. Yoongi was pretty sure she was doing a number on him. He wore a lot of black, yeah. He liked leather jackets too. But being around her presence was messing with his head and he was pretty sure he was being influenced by her energy. He used to hate his eye shape and his dark circles, but when he saw himself in the mirror with her tangled around him, riding his dick, he found himself thinking he didn’t look so bad after all. He looked good standing with the woman with the white contact lens and the demonic grin.

Maybe he was a little crazy, but everyone was a little crazy. Yoongi wasn’t worried about something like that.

Right now, she licked her teeth with that lithe, pink tongue of hers.

The other end of the chain was connected to the collar around her neck.

“You wanna play?” she drawled.

Fuck, he loved that shit. Her voice got slightly deep and throaty when she spoke in satoori. He wasn’t sure if she noticed it or not. It must be from her father. She mentioned that she had been raised by her dad – “sporadically, he liked to travel and, by travel, I mean gamble and chase ass, although surprisingly he didn’t come back with more kids, so I guess he learned his lesson” – but she was kind of the same way.

Not the gambling bit.

He didn’t really mind it though. She didn’t try to hide anything and he encouraged her to be herself. Plus, no one was getting the treatment he got. Yoongi was pretty sure about that, because when she fucked around, she did it in public. He had to be the one to tell her to take it upstairs and go for the throat.

Alright, not the throat. The dick.

In some way, Yoongi felt that was her way of asking if he approved, because she never took it upstairs and out of his sight unless he gave her the go ahead.

Right now, her tongue extended and wiggled in the air, glossy and slick with her saliva.

He smirked, open-mouthed and with a flick of tongue at the edge of his teeth.

She gripped the chain and yanked him by the neck to her face, crashing that demonic grin to his lips.

Like an injection or a spell, it gave him a rush, the firm leather snapping against his neck, chained to her, both wearing the collars, but she was always in control, always, and he liked it like that, liked the way she traced his lips with her powerful tongue, her saliva his aphrodisiac, before she captured his lips and rolled her body into his lap, skin to skin, moving like a snake, his gasp against her devouring mouth, her bare ass sliding on his thigh, fuck, so sexy, so soft, so bouncy, one hand on his face and another on his shoulder, fingers spread out and tendons flexing.

He liked to say she was the angel that held up her blinding halo with devil horns.

She yanked on the chain and Yoongi sucked in a breath, closing one eye as she licked his cheek, ending with a kiss on his brow. Cold air chilled his wet skin, making him shiver.

“God, you’re so fuckin’ hot, Yoongi.”

Pretty sure neither of them believed in a god but it got the point across.

He raised his hand and she smacked his wrist down, pinning it to the bed.

“Nuh uh.”

Yoongi wasn’t really expecting her to let him.

He raised his other hand. It was immediately swatted down onto the bed, her eyebrow cocking.

“Naughty, naughty.”

He cocked an eyebrow back, defying.

She leaned down and snatched the chain in her mouth, tugging on it with teeth and neck, narrowing her eyes. The white contact lens on her left eye gleamed under her lashes. She always wore it except right before sleeping. He once asked her why and she had shrugged.

“Mental security, I guess.”

Now, she growled like an animal.

“Down.”

She looked like she was about to headbutt him. He wouldn’t put it past her.

He lowered himself slowly, her mouth holding the chain taut until he was laying on the bed. She grinned, pleased at his obedience. Yoongi was quite sure that she was probably the closest being to a succubus that he would ever encounter with the violent thrill of arousal she was giving him with those plush lips and white teeth around the silver chain, pink tongue circling around the metal to tease him.

Maybe he was the crazy one for being turned on by it.

She dropped the chain on his chest. He flinched, the wet, heavy metal thudding onto his sternum, right against his pounding heartbeat. She rubbed her thigh against his balls and hardening cock, raising her head, chain following, higher, higher, letting go of his hands, arching her back, tits up, until it was fully taut between his neck and hers, the sides of the collars forcefully digging into his neck and hers. Yoongi did not lift his head from the bed to reduce the tension. Her devilish smile widened. A chain tug-of-war between collar to collar, both of them choking the other.

She lifted her hand and licked her palm, saturating it with saliva.

She reached down and wrapped her long fingers around his stiff length.

Didn’t say he could touch her though, so Yoongi didn’t.

“Think you can last longer than last time?”

He clenched his jaw. “Maybe.”

She pulled harder and he locked his neck and shoulders, clutching the sheets with a sharp gasp, pleasure shooting up his core, firm, strong strokes up and down his cock, fuck, fuck, every damn time, that second of cold as her saliva soaked his skin and then it warmed up fast to hot, slippery ecstasy, hard and getting harder, his pre-cum mixing with her saliva, staring at her hard nipples and juicy hips, knees around one of his thighs, shaking her ass when she noticed him looking, changing the pace, addicted to the feeling of her hands. He could feel the bones and the hard muscle of her grip and, sure, that didn’t sound sexy, but it felt incredible, adding stimulation in that inescapable hold and paired with slickness, choking his cock slightly and he craved every second of it, thighs tense and hard, growling in his throat as he dug his head into the mattress, pulling the chain for all it was worth, lightheaded now, the leather cutting in, probably leaving a mark, locking eyes with mischievous orbs and an impish smirk, the sides of her collar also cutting into the sides of her neck, choking herself as she was choking him while jacking him off.

Black haze threatened the edges of his vision.

He was going to pass out or cum. Yoongi didn’t care which happened first.

“F… Fuck!”

Yoongi snapped his jaw shut and shot up her forearm and down his length, strained groan of her name leaking past his teeth, bolts of pleasure invading his nerves all the way up to his scalp, blossoming into an erotic haze. She snapped her head forward. Oxygen flooded his brain, his jaw going slack with a moan, his eyes rolling back, high so high his whole body shuddered, barely registering her movement, hearing the lewd slurps of her drinking up his cum.

Wet.

Hot.

“Shit!”

Her mouth enveloped his twitching length, burying it deep into her throat, slathering tongue and satisfied hiss, chain clinking against his stomach and hitting his trembling balls, twisting her head so the chain wouldn’t cause any damage to them as she began to suck, flashes of tongue flickering out of the edges of those plush lips, grazing his crotch and scrotum, pointedly staring at him with an arched eyebrow.

She bounced her hips when she noticed him looking, shaking her ass as she sucked his dick.

Yoongi grinned.

His vision was barely focusing, trying to recover from orgasm in the midst of the intoxicating pleasure of her soft and tight mouth, tongue rubbing under the head of his cock, causing it to jerk and swell in the back of her throat and then she thrust it all the way back in there, taking him impossibly deep, sinfully moaning around his cock, vibrating it with lust. He glanced at her hands, fingers spread out and joints locked, tendons flexed, pointed black fingernails clawing into the sheets.

The heat flaring over his abdomen and hips was rising to his limit once more.

Yoongi panted her name, hoarse and breathless, realizing his Daegu satoori was suddenly more prominent in his disheveled state.

“I’m gonna cum–”

She popped her mouth off his cock and he snapped his teeth, snarling.

“You bitch.”

She grinned, wiggling her tongue, thick plops of saliva dripping down and hitting his flinching hips and throbbing cock, the head an angry purple-red from being so roughly stimulated after orgasm. The white contact gleamed alongside the devious glint in her right eye, black pupils blown out, a little psychotic, a little mischievous, and a lot sexy.

It didn’t matter who was on top because she knew she was always on top.

To be clear, Yoongi didn’t take shit from anyone without a fight. It got him in trouble sometimes, but this particular brand was trouble was the kind he liked. She gave him a long period of two seconds to roll the condom down before tangling one hand in the metal chain and the other in his black hair, pulling both in opposite directions. He hissed dangerously, plunging his hard cock into the wet, waiting heat, scorched by her roughness and his desire, one of her legs on his shoulder and the other around his waist, smacking their bodies together with violent force.

The tip of her tongue traced her teeth, grinning demonically.

“Come on, you said you were gonna play the game with me, Yoongi,” she chuckled, naughtily mocking him, voice deep and rough from her satoori.

“Let’s see if you can keep up,” he growled in kind, low and gravelly.

She pulled on the collar much harder than his hair, but both were equally arousing, prickling pain on his scalp and circulation cut short once again, brief flashes of oxygen bleeding through with his aggressive thrusts, the excess chain knocking against her collarbones, just another layer of sound along with slapping hips and squelching juices, her velvet walls clenching around him with every descent, not going fast so he could last, burying deep and hitting her hard. She winced, guttural growl at the base of her throat and the side of his lips quirked up.

“Too much?” he taunted.

“I’ll tell you when it’s too much,” she grunted, jerking her hips up and brutally squeezing the head deep inside.

“Fuck…”

He knew she wouldn’t let him do anything she didn’t want, so he kept going, her wrist flicking up with every thrust, leather collar snapping into his skin, thinning his breath to gasps at the stinging pain, the hand in his hair releasing him, messy black strands invading his vision, but he had no time to complain, groaning as her nails dug into his back and dragged up, inflamed hot lines that shot into his system and fed his adrenaline. His fists bunched the sheets, locking his shoulders, clenching his jaw, flexing his neck, and now he was being choked again, consistently this time, oxygen thinning out once more, barely able to keep his eyes open.

Her smile sent thrills up his spine and they split at the base of his head, tendrils of vicious desire numbing all sensations except lust, gluttonous for the pain that nourished more pleasure, greedy for everything she forced him to take, too prideful to ask her to loosen her hold, desperate not to give in to her wrath, usually slothful but now using every fiber of his strength to push himself to the limit, high getting higher knowing that anyone would be envious of how good he got it from that fiendish playful grin and hot delicious body under him, collared together in joined sin.

She let out a low moan, basking in him, feeding his need to satisfy hers.

“You’re so fuckin’ hot, Yoongi.”

He managed to get out half of a breath, staring into those irises, one real, one covered in white.

“Fuck, your voice gets me off every time,” he hissed.

He slammed his hips down and she clamped around his entire length, releasing the chain, both of their heads tipping back, his in the air and hers into the pillows, moans in unison as he shot into the condom and she released onto his twitching length and skin, coating him with slickness. The scent of sex permeated the air, his previous orgasm soaked into the sheets already and hers smearing with it as their hips descended, his throbbing cock pulsed by her flinching walls, her thighs tense around his waist and his hard ones against her ass, making sure to lean forward so he didn’t fall out, savoring every second of their joined bodies.

The hotel room was certainly getting some important use.

Yoongi remembered he had been annoyed when she said he should rent one since the potential gig was rather far away and transportation so late at night was going to be a bitch. He almost didn’t do it, but she rolled her eyes and booked it anyway, triumphant when he sold out the venue. Not a huge venue, but bigger than he had ever performed before.

He still said she had to make it up to him for making him travel farther than he originally wanted.

As usual, Yoongi was not disappointed.

“Housekeeping is gonna be pissed,” she chuckled. “Smells like sex.”

“I don’t give a shit.”

“How’s your throat?”

“Pretty sure rapping strains the inside of my throat, not the outside.”

She chuckled. “Now you hurt all over.”

“Good.”

Yoongi closed the distance and kissed that smirk, metal chain sandwiched between their hot, sweaty skin, the steel rings of the black leather collars clinking against each other.

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masterpost

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the lyrics in the beginning are from hot demon b!tches near u!! by CORPSE ft night lovell

[bubbleteaimagines]

Dumb Kitten

Suna Rintaro Oneshot

Summary: Suna uses his little kitten for his own pleasure

Pairings: Suna Rintaro x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut, Pet play, degrading, creampie, soft!Suna at the end (っ◕‿◕)っ

“Dumb kitten,” Suna scoffs, tugging at the collar around your neck, causing you to lurch forward. “What did I say? I want you to suck me off- you’re not moving fast enough!”

He gives the leash another yank and you whine, the floor burning your knees as he drags you forward. Suna is impatient, his usually calm demeanor worn down by an exceptionally hard practice. Now, all he wants is you, his little kitty, to suck his dick. Is that so much to ask for?

“I-I’m sorry master,” You whimper as he grabs your hair roughly and forces you in front of his cock, already hard despite just getting started.

Suna gives you a look and you know what that means- you don’t waste any time reaching up to tug on the waistband of his shorts, pulling them down to expose his pretty cock.

You can already feel the heat looking between your legs as you lean in and kitten lick his tip, causing a low groan to escape Suna’s lips.

“More,” He demands, and you have a feeling this is just the start of them. After all, tonight is about Suna and his pleasure- not you. You’re merely a tool he’s using to get off, a pet.

Suna knows this, but still, he can’t help but think how good you look with your pretty lips wrapped around his cock.

You start off slow at first, taking him into your mouth bit by bit as Suna cursed above you. But then, once you’ve managed to fit as much of him as you could into your mouth, you pick up the pack and start to suck him just like he likes it.

Suna is a lazy man, everybody knows that, so it’s no surprise that he just sits back and let’s his kitten do all the work. Olive eyes are blown with lust, narrowed as he bites his lips to stop the moans.

Fuck- when did you get so good as this? You’re sucking him like a pro, cheeks hollowed as spit and drool dribble down your face. You’re making a mess on his cock and in between his thighs, but Suna couldn’t care less, too focused on the pleasure he was receiving.

He could feel it- he throws his head back as a knot tightens in his stomach, signaling that he was close.

“God damn kitten,” He groans, causing your eyes to flicker up to him, “Barely any time has passed yet you’re already about to make me cum. You’re so fucking good to me I swear.”

You hum against his cock at the praise and it only encourages you to go faster. You want him to cum, you crave the feeling of his cum shooting down your throat, and the look on his face once he realizes you’ve swallowed it all.

You wanna get him there, however it seems that Suna has different plans.

“Stop,” He orders through gritted teeth, forcing his eyes open and leaning up. He knows you’re trying to make him cum, but not yet, he tells himself. “I wanna be inside of you when I cum.”

It’s an order, and Suna’s got you so trained that you immediately pull your mouth away and nod at him, pretty lips shining with spit.

Once again, Suna groans and then he’s immediately hopping up grab you, yanking on your leash and throwing you onto the bed. You’d think you’d weigh nothing the way he easily dominates you, smacking your ass and forcing your head into the mattress.

You yelp slightly at the sting, but Suna ignores you, wrapping his hand around the leash and then lining himself up at your already dripping core.

“B-But master-!” You go to prostest, knowing he hasn’t even bothered to warm you up yet. “W-What about me?”

“You sound pathetic,” Suna rolls his eyes and carries on, rubbing himself between your slick folds. “This isn’t about you, kitten. This is for me. And if I wanna take this sweet little pussy now then guess what?”

You let out a sudden cry as Suna slams his hips into yours, his cock being buried all the way inside of you. There was no warnings on your end, no preparation and Suna moans at how tight you feel.

“Fuck...I can barely move, kitten,” He grumbles, placing a hand on your lower back. The way you’re practically split open for him doesn’t escape him so easily, and Suna swears he can cum just by the look on your face.

Your pretty little features are scrunched up, whines leaving your throat as you struggle to take him. Your pussy is clenching around him, still trying to accommodate to his size. The stretch is almost beautifully painful, but Suna gives you no time to get used to it as he slams into you again, setting his rhythm to fuck you.

His strokes are fast, a bruising pace that has his hips slapping against yours. With one hand he’s holding your leash, keeping your head turned so you see exactly how he’s abusing your poor pussy. The other hand is still on your lower back, but in a split second Suna decided to be nice and give you a little pleasure.

You moan as his slender fingers slip down to rub at your sensitive clit, warmth spreading through your body at the stimulation. Finally- your body jerks at the action and can’t help but whine again, desperate for more.

“M-Master please,” You beg him, staring at him with tearful eyes, just wanting to cum, “Touch me again.”

“Shut up,” Suna rolls his eyes and smacks your ass, causing you to yelp again, “Did I say you could talk? No? Well then shut the fuck up. I know how to fuck you.”

You can tell you’ve pissed him off because your leash gets yanked on, pulling you up and now Suna is holding you against him as he fucks into you. His slender hand comes to wrap around your throat, squeezing harshly as you gasp out.

“I-I’m sorry!” You squeak pathetically, your lungs burning from lack of air. And only that, your pussy feels like it’s being split in half from Suna’s harsh strokes.

“Just a dumb kitten,” He grunts angrily, shoving you back down again, “A dumb fucking kitten. All you know how to do is beg and cum, cum and beg. Telling me to pleasure you, like I fucking don’t know how. How many times did I make you cum yesterday? Yeah that’s what I thought. Now it’s my turn.”

“M-Master,” You moan as Suna respositions his hips, pounding you just the way you liked it. His rough pace caused him to reach newer highs, slipping deeper inside of your messy cunt abusing your g-spot over and over again.

He was right. He did know how to pleasure you- after all, Suna was the only one that knew your body inside and out. He knew just the way to touch you that would get you to cum so hard your vision would turn white. He knew how to make you squirt, how to make you moan his name for hours.

He knew everything, even stuff you didn’t know. There was no one that could take better care of you than Suna, your master. And if he wanted you to cum, then he knew exactly what buttons to push.

“Yeah that’s right,” He smirks as he feels you clench around him. “So easy to ruin you. So easy to make you cum. Pathetic.”

Suna scoffs at the way you cry out, your legs shaking and your dripping cunt squeezing him hard. The way your eyes roll into the back of your head is unmissable, the way your lips part and the way you cry out his name is just enough to edge Suna to his own orgasm.

Pretty soon, he’s cursing as the knot in his stomach reapproches, tightening again until Suna’s left with no choice- he unravels at the feeling of your sweet pussy around him and shoot his load directly into your womb.

You can feel his hot cum painting your walls, Suna making sure to fuck his seed into you and it makes you moan even more. You cum- you cum just as hard as you did the day before and Suna has to pull out in order to catch your limp body, no longer being able to support your limbs.

“Fuck,” He holds you in his arms as you cry out, the last of your whimpers dying as he pulls you into a kiss. It’s passionate, gentle unlike how he’s been with you. As you come down from your high, you can tell that his hard exterior is melting away, and your Master is replaced by Rintaro, holding you sweetly in his arms.

“You okay pretty girl?” He asks softly, lightly caressing your face as he inspects you for damage. For a moment, Suna is greatful that your dark skin will conceal the bruises he surely left behind. Or maybe it isn’t, and he’s wondering of ways to hide the marks on your pale body.

Either way, Suna is concerned about you but he relaxes when he sees yours familiar smile, beaming at him like he just gave you the world.

“Don’t worry Rin, it doesn’t hurt,” You assure him, knowing he was thinking about the spots where he maybe squeezed just a little too hard. “In fact, it was perfect. Thank you baby.”

Suna sighs in relief, and you giggle as he buries his face in the crook of your neck, chuckling.

“You’re into something freaky shit, you know that?” He tells you, causing you to snort.

“Oh please. Like you weren’t into it,” You roll your eyes.

“True. I did enjoy fucking your brains out. You should have seen your face- I made you go dumb on my cock,” He says smugly. A wave of embarrassment crosses your eyes, and you know he’s got you best cause truthfully, your brain is still a little fuzzy.

“Shut up,” Nevertheless, you try to hide your embarrassment. “Stop being cocky and just cuddle me. It’s the least you can do you know- after railing me into the mattress.”

“I guess,” Suna sighs dramatically, but there’s a small smile hinting at the corner of his lips and you get your wish as he lays down, pulling back the blankets and swooping you in.

“It’s a good thing I came in your pussy- less of a mess,” He whispers in your ear causing you to become embarrassed again.

“Did you really have to point that out?” You sigh.

“Yes,” Suna smirks, “Sleep tight~”

You roll your eyes once again in the darkness, practically feeling the smugness radiating off of him. Nevertheless, it all melts always as Suna quietly whispers an, “I love you,” in the darkness, the biggest of smiles on his face as you whisper it back and fall asleep peacefully in his arms.

[lattechans]

𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐭

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you’ve been a good girl for minho so he decides to reward you

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: minho x female reader

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: smut

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: harddom!minho, leash play, bondage, pet names, creampie, unprotected sex

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it was like it was made for you – or, it was. minho had bought you a matching collar and leash set with your name embossed on the high quality leather of the collar. the leather hung around your neck so gracefully, feeling your confidence grow from just simply looking this desirable.

“y/n?” minho tugged on the leash attached to your collar, getting your attention immediately. you looked at him with wide puppy dog eyes, ready to get into the space which you enjoyed so much. subspace.

“come here baby,” he spoke softly, watching you closely as you made your way to him. you knelt down in front of the armchair he was seated on and you swore you felt drool pooling in your mouth just at the sight of him. he was wearing a silk shirt that was mostly unbuttoned, revealing his beautiful golden skin from underneath. and the way he was sitting sent shivers down your spine, and right to your core. he was almost slouching on the chair and yet, he made it look so graceful. it was like he was sitting on a throne. and rightfully so.

“yes?” you questioned, acting innocent to the upcoming acts.

“oh baby, haven’t i taught you what to call me enough tim–“

“yes, master,” you answered hurriedly. feeling your heart sink when you realized you had forgotten to adress him by the title he so loved during your play time.

minho scoffed at your panic, which you so cutely tried to hide from him but failing. “come here baby. up on my lap, all the way.”

you looked up at minho to make sure you heard him correctly – you don’t often get permission to sit on his lap during play, only on special occasions. after double checking, you cautiously climbed up onto minho’s lap, hovering yourself over him before getting the permission to straddle him properly. all the while minho had a devilish smirk on his lips, dangerously flicking his tongue on his bottom lip every now and then. just thirsting at the sight of you.

he ran his fingers over the leather collar fondly, causing you to mumble incoherent words, nuzzling into his touch when he cupped your cheek. minho loved turning you into a whimpering mess beneath him – he found it addictive in the best way. he could never get enough of you – your stuttered replies, soft whimpers and strangled moans when you were deep in your subspace. even looking at you now, so pretty on his lap had his erection tenting his pants.

he was twirling the leash between his fingers, clearly building up the tension between the two of you even further. “since you’ve been such a good girl for me this week, i think you deserve to cum. don’t you, kitten?”

“yes, master. please,” you whined in excitement upon hearing his ideas for today. you had been desperate for him all week and the fact that last time he didn’t let you reach your high – had you craving him even more.

“mmm, thought so.”

his gentle words were soon replaced with a harsh tug on the leash, yanking you towards him and crashing his hungry lips on yours. as he was tasting your eagerness on his lips, he was tugging his pants down his legs. his right hand flies down to grasp his cock firmly to give it a few strokes and you could already feel him prodding at your entrance. his grip on the leash was tight, he was making sure you weren’t moving an inch without his permission.

“move your panties to the side and sink down on me,” minho said breathily and you obeyed, exhaling as you felt his thick girth filling you up as you sat down on him slowly. your slick made pornographic sounds as you continued to sink on his length, thanking him for finally letting you do what you had been begging to do for the whole week.

both of you moaned when his cock was fully inside of you, feeling so full and so good, his cock hitting you in all the right spots. however, he wasn’t here for slow and sensual sex, he was here to get you to come after all – so, he latched his hot mouth on your nipples, moving the fabric of your bra away with his skilled fingers.

“such a good girl, now ride it baby.”

you wrapped your arms around his neck for support as you lifted yourself back up, whining from the pleasurable stretch his cock gave you. minho kept nibbling on your sensitive nipples, still never letting go of your leash. although after a few more bounces on him, you could tell he was struggling to hold such a tight grip on you.

visceral growls left his mouth as he pulled you by your leash incredibly close to his face, kissing your swollen lips with intense fervour. “you’re going to cum for me on the count of five,” he murmured as he took part in you continuously sinking down on him by thrusting up to meet you halfway. and when he started his countdown through gritted teeth, your moans grew exponentially louder as you felt your orgasm build up.

“one.”

and your orgasm ripped through you, causing your legs to shake vigorously. “there’s my good girl,” minho calmed you down simultaneously to his own orgasm, which led him to shoot strings of white in you.

after catching your breaths, he let go of your collar, enabling you to slump against him. you buried your face into his neck, taking in his scent and listening to his heavy breathing, which wasone of your favorite things to do after sex, and most times you snuck a few kisses on his warm skin as well. this time being no different.

“thank you minho.”

"you did so well," he complimented you and although you could not see his smile, you could hear it. the content in his voice undeniable.

[luvnami]

𝐜𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬!

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 - aa my first time writing for kny!! i hope you like it~ the title is a play on the word ‘pillars’ lol hopefully that makes sense... enjoy!! likes, comments and reblogs really help me a lot <3

𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 - @/amjustagirl​ (muacks)

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 - mention of food

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 - what if the pillars were... cats?

𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐚 𝐠𝐲𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐢

- the CHONKIEST fella you’ve ever seen in your entire life

- seriously, this cat feels like a brick when you try to pick him up

- yes, his fur is dense. no, he does not get any skinnier when he’s matted down with water

- a lovely, calm cat abandoned by his previous owners because they were moving out of the country

- he loves lazing in the sun and his brown fur turns golden in it!!!

- is a lap cat but doesn’t understand that your legs turn numb way too fast when he’s purring away like a little truck motor 

- (his purrs are so deep……. put him on an asmr youtube channel already!!!!)

- once, you had a dream that you were drowning. you found him sleeping on your chest when you woke up gasping for air

- broke a flimsy cat tree once and is now terrified of heights 

- a big baby :( kind of needy, always welcomes you at the door when you come home with chirps and gets frisky when you don’t return till late

𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐢

- …

- the quiet cat that seems like it might murder you in your sleep

- you adopted him together with kanroji because he simply wouldn’t leave her side and wouldn’t leave your side so… yeah

- this cat HATED you at first

- like… he even refused to eat the food that you tried to give him :/// you had to lure him out with some churu 

- you once woke up in the middle of the night because you were thirsty and found two glowy things at your bedroom door

- yeah, he was staring at you while you slept

- you didn’t dare to get a glass of water and just went back to sleep

- dark gray short fur with heterochromia! you think that he might be kanroji’s sibling but the centre said that they came in at different times

- he goes crazy for catnip oh my goodness

- he rolls himself in it and purrs so LOUD……….. ok iguro……..

𝐤𝐚𝐧𝐫𝐨𝐣𝐢 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐢

- so! affectionate!

- you adopted her from a local centre… seriously, who abandoned this pretty baby!!!!!!!

- (iguro insisted on being adopted as well. they come in a pair, do not separate.)

- is a white short fur with heterochromia <333 she looks so magical omg

- when you visited the adoption centre, she wouldn’t stop meowing and curling herself around your legs

- how could you not take her home!!!!!

- she tries to steal all kinds of food (even yours). please don’t own any plants, she will try to chomp them as well

- one time you came back home and heard some loud rustling from the door. you were terrified that it was a thief but when you switched on the lights, the cat had somehow managed to raid your pantry :/

- loves loves loves cuddles!! will even let you touch her soft tummy and play with her toe beans (only for a while though!)

- you wish she’d stop jumping around and getting into the hardest to reach spots…….

- loves trying out new collars, toys and even outfits!

- grooms iguro a lot and loves playing with him <3

𝐤𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐮

- y’all know the cats that play nice when you’re petting them and then bite your hand immediately after… yeah

- the childhood cat that gives you trauma after it scratched you one too many times

- but very lovable and social!! loves meeting new people and then giving you a smug look as she crawls into their lap

- is not tempted by treats… she will do a trick when she wants to

- siamese, brown to white with a tail that flicks too much when she’s irritated

- this cat pushes your glass of water off of the table while looking you in the eye

- will lay herself over your keyboard when you’re trying to work

- has and will chew up your socks again

- scratches your furniture even after you sprayed it with that ‘no-scratch’ spray

- HOWEVER she will occasionally let you scritch her chin when she feels amiable…….

- tries to groom you sometimes

- jumps around too much for her (and your) own good. has caused the shattering of many things and now you cannot place fragile objects on shelves

𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐤𝐮 𝐤𝐲𝐨𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐨

- the most!! active and happy tabby cat you’ve ever seen!!!!! 

- meow! meow meow meow!

- man i have no idea what you’re saying rengoku but you look happy and adorable so have a treat

- probably a family cat that your dad brought back home (much to mom’s dismay) but he’s part of the family now

- VERY vocal at night no matter how much you try to tire him out in the day… rip 

- will wake you up because! human! it is night time and my water bowl is an inch out of place!

- has the most gorgeous coat ever… really. it’s an envy for many cat owners

- he struts around with his head in the air and demands many pets from you while yowling and pawing your leg

- loves outdoor walks, actually. will attack a dog on sight if given the chance so please keep him on a leash

- give him little booties to keep his paws clean!!!!!!!! he fell over the first time you put them on but now he’s used to it and he looks so cute omg

- very nurturing!! takes to other cats very easily and is a joy to have around if you’re fostering other animals (besides dogs)

𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢

- this bastard cat

- hisses if you pat him for too long

- hisses if you don’t give him attention

- hisses while you’re pouring out his food and will NOT hesitate to bite you

- if you touch his paw pads, you can goodbye to your fingers

- i’m thinking……. gray shorthair with green eyes!

- probably a stray cat that you took in (which came with a lot of coaxing, snacks and wrangling) who got into one too many fights 

- he took a while to get used to staying indoors, often hiding in obscure places and was oddly possessive of your sofa

- no, he did not let you sit on it for a whole month

- he’s very protective and territorial! when he’s feeling like it, he’ll rub against you and get into your closet to curl up and scent your clothes (getting fur all over them)

- once, when you had some friends over, you had to lock him in your bedroom because he wouldn’t stop snarling at them

- no one dares to come over to your place after that

- (he’s secretly addicted to butt pats)

𝐭𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨

- black shorthair that literally appeared in your house one day

- you have no idea where he came from but you let him stay for a few days and he’s never left since then

- sometimes, he wanders outside (while chasing a butterfly or something...) but always comes back in time for dinner

- has the clearest emerald eyes!!

- he’s so quiet oh my goodness. you swear you’ve never heard him meow or chirp or purr once………. you think he might be a ghost cat sometimes 

- moves around silently too. has scared you on more than one occasion when you turned around and found him staring at you, or felt something furry brush against your leg while you weren’t expecting it

- doesn’t initiate affection much but will let you pet and smother him with love!! he kinda just… chills lol

- loves snuggling in the warmest places! sometimes you’ll come home and find a suspicious bump under your covers… lift it and you might find a friend within <3

- hates hate hates collars

- will literally bat at you if you ever try to put one on him

𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐨𝐤𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐲𝐮

- loves water so much its crazy

- you have to lock your bathroom door because he’s somehow managed to figure out how to open the doors in your house

- like, he’ll actually jump into the shower with you 

- you brought him home one day when you found him as a kitten in the rain outside :c (ur the hot anime character now)

- he’s really quiet! rarely meows and prefers to headbutt you (which can be slightly inconvenient, like that one time you were pouring coffee and nearly scalded the both of you)

- his fur is always messy. sticks up everywhere no matter how much you try to brush it

- black fur of medium length and thickness!!! puffs up SO MUCH when winter comes though

- it’s insane, he looks like a ball of soot

- exceptionally fast. when you try to play fetch with him, all you’ll see is a black blur darting back and forth

- easily scared

- you have to be careful when rounding corners or petting him because if he doesn’t expect it he’ll jump like five feet in the air

𝐮𝐳𝐮𝐢 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐧

- if you do not change his collars or outfits at least once a week or brush him daily he will start yowling

- you decided to adopt him after your neighbour moved to an apartment that didn’t allow cats

- unfortunately, your neighbour was also the most outrageously extravagant person you’ve ever met and spoiled uzui too much

- a good chunk of your monthly spending goes to the cat

- will not eat cheap cat food (how can he tell the difference…?)

- occasionally buries himself in the back of your closet because it’s dark and smells like you but please help me i’m entangled in a scarf and can’t get out!

- loves posing for photographs and being cooed over!! if you run an instagram account for him you’ll be sure to get popular really quickly

- he just… knows the camera is there lol

- hates having his nails clipped omg

- he will run around the house just to escape you and will only be bribed by a fancy new outfit or a churu

[multi--kpop--fanfics]

(Not) Such A Good Boy

sub!bf!Juyeon x dom!fem!reader (ft. Eric, Kevin and Hyunjae)

genre: smut, slight crack, a bit of fluff towards the end

contains: dom/sub themes, degradation, oral sex (f receiving), marking, biting, spanking, Juyeon is a brat on a choker and a leash, unprotected sex (be safe y’all)

Author’s note: This man right there has been wrecking my existence lately (I blame Kingdom) and this GIF screams sub!Juyeon so yeah, enjoy this filth

“Lee Juyeon, you’ve got to be fucking kidding me”, you scoff under your breath. You have been waiting for the past twenty minutes in the living room, outfit and makeup on point, since you were about to go clubbing with your group of friends. But apparently, your dear boyfriend had lost all sense of time, trying to get ready.

Visibly irritated, you storm to your shared bedroom, your heels angrily clicking on the wooden floor. “Juyeon, I swear to God-” you mutter and stop mid-sentence, only to see your boyfriend leaning on the door, fully dressed and a lop-sided smirk plastered on his handsome face. 

“You called, babe?”, he asks teasingly and before rolling your eyes, you give him an once-over, processing his choice of clothes - a pair of tight black leather pants that were hugging his muscular thighs deliciously, a pair of black combat boots, a cropped black sweater with holes around his clavicles and a black belt-like choker around his neck. He was the epitome of the emo bad boy that all parents hated and all girls craved. 

“Um, what is this?”, you question him with a pointing finger. "That, is my outfit for tonight", Juyeon states, the previous smirk still on his face, "What, you don't like it?". "Isn't it a bit unfair for me to wear not so revealing clothes all while you're dressed as an emo himbo?", you complain and he laughs, "An emo himbo? Wow, you're getting more creative with your descriptions, Y/N. You're right though, it's a sort of questionable outfit". You perk up at his response, hoping he'll change into something more colorful and less hole-adorned, only to be utterly disappointed, as Juyeon reached into the closet only to drape a black leather jacket on top of his broad shoulders. "Now we're good to go", he turns to you and winks with audacity. Brat, you scoff mentally and pick up the keys to unlock the door and finally leave your shared apartment.

"Finally! What the fuck took you so long?!", your friend Eric yells at you, trying to overcome the loud bass of the club speakers. "Your complaints to your friend over there, he was the one who took twenty minutes to get ready", you roll your eyes pointing to Juyeon, who was greeting Hyunjae and Kevin, your other friends. "Yooo, Juyeon, what's up with the collar, bro?", Eric amusingly points out. "It's a choker, you tasteless twat. But what would you know of fashion, since you only know how to wear t-shirts and ripped jeans?", Kevin comments and Juyeon mouths a 'thank you' to him. "Simple is the best, my dear friend. Besides, I've been getting all the girls, unlike you and your snake print jacket", Eric retaliates. "Excuse you, this jacket is a fashion statement!", Kevin bites back, feeling insulted. "Not gonna lie though, it does look like a collar. Will you put him on a leash too, Y/N?", Hyunjae comments in a snarky way, making Eric cringe in disgust. "Hyunjae, please go get some drinks, for God's sake", you reply with a dismissive manner. "Yes ma'am", he rolls his eyes and goes to the bartender.

You turn to Juyeon, who was extremely stiff after Hyunjae's comment. "You okay, baby?", you nudge him softly and he's brought back to reality. "Y-yeah, I'm fine, no worries", Juyeon replies, praying that the loud bass could cover his shaky voice. "Don't listen to Eric and Hyunjae, they have zero fashion sense, bro. I would wear that choker too, looks hella good on you", Kevin adds while pointing to the choker and Juyeon's smile is back on his face, "Thanks, bro, I really appreciate it", he replies with a chirpy tone.

The music suddenly changes into a slower jam and Juyeon smirks devilishly, as he winks at you and walks towards the dance floor. You watched as he starts swaying his hips and shoulders in the most smooth way possible, his half-lidded eyes never leaving yours. Eric and Kevin were whistling and cheering on Juyeon, all while Hyunjae was snorting at their antiques. You were simply lost in the image of your boyfriend dancing like there was no tomorrow. He wasn't just following the rhythm, he was riding it - and boy, was he good at doing so.

In fact, he was so good that he gained the attention of many people in the club. And you were lowkey proud, because that man was yours. However, a certain girl wasn't aware of that - hence why she approached Juyeon and started dancing with him. You were a bit jealous, not gonna lie, but the next moment made your blood fucking boil.

He had the fucking audacity to put his hands on her waist and dance with her - all while looking to you over her shoulder with the most smug expression on his face. That fucker, you mentally curse. This was definitely payback for everything you said before you left the house. You just knew it. You weren't even the jealous or possessive type of girlfriend to begin with.

But you'd be damned if you were to let a random bitch run her hands over your boyfriend.

Hyunjae catches up to your motions and he grabs you by your wrist. "Hyunjae, what the f-" "Shut up and listen to me. Going there and creating a scene will not end up well for you and you will give Juyeon exactly what he wants", he states and his words hit home faster that you expected. "Since when did you become so perceptive?", you raise an eyebrow and he chuckles, "I have my moments too, Y/N". "So, since your brain decided to actually function tonight, do you have any idea?" you ask in defeat and Hyunjae starts pulling you to the dance floor by your hand, leaving Eric and Kevin completely baffled. He then pulls you into his chest and leans in your ear to whisper

"Just dance, Y/N".

A Cheshire cat-like grin spreads on your lips, as you catch up to his ulterior motive and you start dancing with Hyunjae, hoping that Juyeon will notice the two of you. "Don't think too much about it, it will happen naturally", he adds, "You're too stiff, Y/N, just relax and enjoy dancing".

His words actually succeed in making you relax and you sway your hips more comfortably, actually enjoying the slow jams echoing through the club speakers. Under the dim lights, you lock eyes momentarily with Juyeon, who was licking his lips and his gaze was a mix of lust and death glares, the last one directed to Hyunjae. "Told you it would work", he comments, "You owe me this one". "Shut the fuck up, Hyunjae", you spit back and he laughs.

However, his laughter is cut short by a very jealous Juyeon, who has grabbed him by the collar of his shirt. "Next time I see you dance with Y/N, I'll break your fucking kneecaps", he growls and Hyunjae takes a step back, "She's all yours, bro", he raises his hands in defense and returns to the table. Juyeon then turns to you, his blood still boiling with jealousy, as you watch him with a proud smirk.

"You find this funny, huh? Dancing shamelessly with my friend?", he clenches his jaw. You then thread a finger through his choker and pull him close to your face, making Juyeon gasp. "Funny? No honey, I'm fucking fuming right now, because you decided to act like a brat and put your hands on the first bitch that threw herself on you", you retaliate, your chill facade slipping away. A sickly sweet smile adorns Juyeon's face as he watches every single movement of yours. He lowers his head, his lips hanging mere centimeters over yours and he slyly pokes out his tongue to lick your lips, hissing at the wet feeling.

"You're so fucking hot when you're mad, baby".

That was the last straw.

"Get your stuff, we're going home", you announce and he flashes a toothy grin. "Yes ma'am", he replies almost immediately and you return to your friends' table. "Guys, we'll be leaving now, hope you enjoy the rest of the night!" you announce and Eric looks between Juyeon and you. "Do I want to know what's going on?", he questions and Kevin pats him on the back while shaking his head as in 'no'. You both bid farewell to your friends and you walk out of the club, jogging towards your car. Juyeon whips out the cars keys and he opens the door for you, his gentleman-like gesture a complete contrast to his previous bratty behaviour.

The ride back home feels like it lasted for hours, when in reality, it lasted only ten minutes - maybe it's your sheer desire to fuck your handsome boyfriend to oblivion. By the time you entered your shared apartment, your lips were on Juyeon's neck, your hands roaming his toned body and his arms wrapped around your waist.

"You love acting like a bratty slut, don't you?", you sneer at him and he releases a breathy chuckle. "Yeah, and so do you", he whispers and he trails kisses upon your neck and behind your ear, nibbling your earlobe. "Are you going to punish me for being a bratty slut?".

You thought you came right there and then, 'cause fuck, he is so hot like this.

"Is that what you want? Fine then, you'll get the punishment you deserve, slut", you hiss while gripping Juyeon's jaw, your manicured nails raking his porcelain skin, "Don't say I didn't warn you", you whisper into his ear and he releases one of the lewdest sounds you've ever heard in your life. "God, you're a desperate little bitch, aren't you, Lee Juyeon?", you ask while removing the detachable strap of your bag and clasp it on his choker, creating a make-shift leash. "Only for you, baby", he replies with a sultry voice and half-lidded eyes.

You pull him by the make-shift leash, and you push him onto the couch, where you settle yourself on his lap, his hard cock straining his already tight pants. You remove his shirt, exposing his chiseled body. Wasting no time, you attack his collarbones with your lips, trailing red and purple blotches on his soft skin. You bite the juncture of his neck teasingly and he releases breathy moans, making you chuckle. You grind your clothed core on his bulge, and the sweet friction makes Juyeon mewl again. He tries to reach for your crotch with his hand, but you stop him by pulling the leash, making him gasp.

"No sweetheart, no touching tonight", you chastise him, as you pull back to remove your clothes and his pants, leaving the both of you only in your underwear. Juyeon's bulge is even more evident now, the thin material of his boxers having a wet spot, due to his cock leaking pre-cum. The sight in front of you makes your own wetness pool in your panties - your boyfriend on a leash, his perfectly styled hair now disheveled, his upper torso covered in love bites, his muscular thighs fully spread and his cock straining against his boxers.

"Baby, fuck, please do something", he pleads with bleary eyes. "Lie down for me", you order and he's laid flat on his back with one swift motion, his desperation showing. You remove your underwear and place your naked pussy right in front of his face. He reaches for your thighs with his arms, but you slap them away. "I said, no touching", you say sternly, "But-", "You should have thought twice before touching that bitch with your hands. Now, be a good boy and use your pretty mouth", you demand.

Juyeon pushes his wet tongue into your heat without second thought and he's lapping up your juices like a starved man. You can't help but moan with satisfaction, having him under your control like that gave you a huge adrenaline rush. You raked your nails from his torso to the hem of his boxers, the sensation making him moan and momentarily halt his actions. You slap his left thigh to alert him and his cock twitches, the vibrations of his moans coursing through your body as well. Juyeon now flattens his tongue against your folds with a faster tempo.

"You like it when I spank you, huh? Naughty boy", you smirk and land another slap, this time on his right thigh. Juyeon retaliates by sucking on your clit harshly, making you yelp from pleasure and you feel him smirk against your pussy. You find the leash and tug it, pulling Juyeon's face even closer to your core. "Behave, or you'll sleep without cumming tonight", you warn him and he whines, but resumes his efforts nonetheless. "Good boy, k-keep it u-up", you stutter as you feel your high approach with each passing second. His tongue is alternating between circling your clit and pumping in and out of your hole, the squelching sounds creating a pornographic scene.

You scream as you cum on Juyeon's face, your whole body shaking, as he helps you ride out your orgasm with kitten licks. You pull yourself together and turn around to face him, as he nastily licks his lips to taste your essence. "Sweet like fucking candy", he comments, "Want a taste, baby?". You pull him by the leash and crash your lips on his, tasting yourself, as your tongues dance crazily in a battle of dominance. "You're still acting like a brat, but since you did as I said, maybe you deserve to cum after all", you state and bend down to remove his boxers and free his painfully hard erection.

"Y/N, stop fucking teasing already!", Juyeon whines again and you slap his thigh again, "Where did your manners go, baby?".

"Please, Y/N..."

"Please what?"

"Please use my cock to cum"

"Fuck, such a good boy", you moan and spear yourself onto his hard cock, the sudden stretch tipping between pain and pleasure. You give yourself almost no time to adjust and you start riding Juyeon like a mad woman. He pistons his hips in unison, pounding into you with a speed neither of your brains are able to register. You put your hands on his broad chest for support and he holds your hips with his hands so tight you might get bruises the next day. Neither of you are able to contain your obscene moans nor form coherent sentences, way too lost in pleasure and lust.

"Fuck, Juyeon, you're such a good boy, so good for me", "Only for you Y/N, shit- only yours", he groans and his hips start to falter, signaling his upcoming orgasm. "I-I'm close again, nngh..", you mewl as you feel your insides clench around his cock like a vice. "M-Me too, Y/N please let me cum, let me f-fill you up baby", "Oh God, yes, fill me with your cum, babe", you moan loudly.

Juyeon moans with you as he stills himself, his cock twitching uncontrollably and flooding your cunt with his hot cum, painting your insides white. You collapse on top of him, panting heavily, the both of you sweating and spent, laughing breathlessly. You muster all the strength you have left in you to remove the choker from Juyeon's neck.

"Oof, thank you baby", he nods, rubbing his neck softly. You swipe a few dark strands of his forehead. You notice the marks on his neck the choker left and you can't help but feel a little regretful. "Did I hurt you?", you ask sheepishly and Juyeon smiles softly and presses a kiss on your nose. "No baby, you were perfect. We should do this more often, actually. You look hella sexy when you take control", he teases and you playfully smack his chest.

"So you intend to dance with random girls in clubs?", you ask and Juyeon smirks,

"No, but I intend to be not such a good boy for you".