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Lorenzo Berkshire Headcanons

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Author's Note: I feel like the other boys have a lot of grey areas. There are some things we disagree on, but generally we’re all pretty much on the same page. LORENZO BERKSHIRE??? So many different takes.

Lorenzo Berkshire first appeared in a Draco Malfoy Fanfiction. “Filthy,” by babynaomi. You can find it on Wattpad, but here’s the link. It’s completed! The author also has a series called, “The Diary of Lorenzo Berkshire." Y’all can find the link for that here. It’s ongoing!

I’m keeping in mind how the author wrote him, but I’m also giving myself a lot of creative freedom. This is all a combination of how I think Enzo is based off of what I’ve read and also how I imagine him. I don’t want to write him exactly as someone else has portrayed him. Once again, some of you guys might strongly disagree with me and that’s okay! No one is right, we’re all just having fun. Anyways. Without further ado… Lorenzo Charles Berkshire!

MDNI | 18+

Lorenzo Berkshire | Physique

6’4 | He’s the second tallest in the group after Theo

I imagine him to be very broad and lean.

Broad shoulders, big chest, Like a thick Dorito, you know?

Everything about him is big

Big hands, feet, forearms, just…big

| Theo is the kind of tall where as you get closer to him you’re like, “Oh wow, this guys pretty tall.” Whereas with Lorenzo, you can see this man from 20 feet away and just KNOW. You just KNOW |

I don’t know why, he just seems like he’s into health and fitness but to an annoying extent?

Like why the fuck are you running 4 miles at 5:00 AM, Lorenzo? Go back to bed.

He puts a lot of effort into his appearance, but he's also someone who is effortlessly flawless

He tries, but even when he doesn’t he still looks perfect.

He's guy that puts you in a trance. No thoughts, just admiration.

Lorenzo Berkshire | Personality

Lorenzo Berkshire is frustrating.

He’s one of those ‘nice guys’ that reads poetry, plays piano, is into the the classics, and overall seems very aesthetically pleasing.

From afar, it’s easy to admire him. To want him.

But then you have an actual conversation with him and you end up fantasizing about punching him in his stupid, pretty face.

Mansplains.

Automatically assumes everyone isn’t as smart as he is. Even if you say you know what he’s talking about, there’s no way someone like you could possibly comprehend him.

GOD COMPLEX!

If you’re not in his friend group then you’re beneath him.

Only time he’s somewhat pleasant to people outside of his group is when he wants something. Usually sex.

Genuinely enjoys making people upset. He thinks if he can affect someone emotionally then he is automatically the one in charge in that situation and he likes being in charge.

Somehow is still popular? Everyone loves him and hates him at the same time.

Charming asshole.

There's just something about him that draws people in.

Inserts himself as a leader amongst everyone, but he can’t do that with the boys. He definitely tries from time to time, but they shut him down immediately.

He does fit into the aesthetic he portrays.

Reading by the black lake while enjoying a mini picnic he packed for himself

Loves art. I feel like he’d collect art pieces for himself and also really enjoys poetry

He is drawn toward nature and really does see the beauty in everything around him.

He’d spend a good 5 minutes just staring a spider web, admiring it’s beauty appreciating the work that went into it.

He sees a cigarette bud on the sidewalk and thinks it’s ‘poetic’ looking.

He observes the female body in all its art forms and he explores every inch of it every second he gets.

With multiple subjects. Sometimes two or three at a time.

He’s also a major party animal.

Drinking games, piercing loud music, and sex is an average weekend for him.

Never gets hungover and will burst into the boys rooms screaming GOOD MORNING at the top of his lungs after a night out just to piss them off

Despite his party boy behavior, he actually excels in school. Participates in class, high marks, etc

He's smart, but not super smart. He has to dedicate some time to study in order to keep his grades.

Can totally see him being a teachers pet. He takes pride in being favored by people in positions of power. He feels like it gives him power.

Very confident in his looks.

Keeper in Quiddditch because it feeds his ego. No one can make it past him.

Smokes weed. More of a drinker though.

Would and has done a keg stand.

Lorenzo Berkshire | Casanova

SLUT!

He has sex all the time and it’s never a secret.

He’s always talking about who he fucked, where he fucked them, and he likes to rate them too.

He keeps a mental note of who is the best at what so he knows who to go back to for certain things.

He has a blowjob person, a doggy style person, and a ‘will let me do whatever to them no questions asked’ person.

Egotistical Dirty Talker

He likes to praise himself and be praised

Listen to you. Whimpering like that already? I’ve barely even started.

It feels good doesn’t it? Tell me how good it feels.

You can't find better than this. You know nobody can compare me.

He goes on dates and has had a few girlfriends.

He loves the rush of everything being new. First kiss, first touch, first fuck.

He always cheats when he’s in a relationship with these women. He has some friends with benefits who he disguises in his social circles as just friends

He likes seeing his girlfriend fall in love with him, it makes him feel desired. But once he gets bored of her he immediately breaks it off.

It’s a complete flip too. He genuinely seems like he cares about them and then out of nowhere it’s like he just turns it off.

Will keep them on rotation though. Whenever he’s horny he texts a bunch of random people and will fuck whoever responded first.

Then when he leaves he’ll fuck whoever responded second.

Lorenzo Berkshire | Friend

Closest to Draco, but still has a unique special bond with all the boys

He’s had these individual moments with each of them that really made them closer

He’s a good friend to have,

He’s always there to help out and cheer the boys up when they’re having a bad day.

The jokester of the group and always knows how to make them laugh

He will defend his boys against anyone. He can say whatever he wants about them, but the second an outsider disrespects them he tears them apart.

He cares about them, but he has a temper.

Becomes a complete asshole when he feels threatened by one of them.

He is a jealous person and if one of the boys does better than him at something he lashes out.

Eggs them on, does petty shit behind their back like put itching powder in their underwear or hide their notes before a test.

He’s the center of most arguments in the group, but they always just punch it out and move on

At the end of they day, they love him and he loves them | Men are weird.

Lorenzo Berkshire | Boyfriend

Obsessive

He sees you as his other half

Since he thinks very highly of himself he feels like you’re some sort of a goddess to be the only woman to ever grab his full attention.

He never stops thinking about you. It drives him CRAZY

He’s always staring at you because everything about you is perfect to him.

Even when you’re stressed, sad, tired, or are not feeling like your normal self physically or emotionally he still is absolutely enthralled by you. Bad days and good days. He'll take it all. All of you every second.

Genuinely thinks you could do no wrong and will back you up in any situation.

You burned down a house? Must have had your reasons. | He supports women’s rights and wrongs.

He actually enjoys it when other guys flirt with you. He likes to watch their reaction when he walks up to you guys and claims you as his right in front of them.

Arrogant strides, one foot after the other before he yanks you to him, your eyes meeting his in surprise. He puts one hand on the back of your neck and the other on your waist as he ravenously presses his lips against yours. His tongue invades your mouth and his hands wonder instantly, groping every part of you. Your thoughts cloud as you mold yourself into his touch and all the while Enzo is staring at the guy the entire time.

The next day he finds them in some secluded hallway and breaks their jaw. He holds them by the collar, staring at them with a smile as the blood runs from their mouth.

I'm going to break one bone for each time you flirt with my girlfriend. Next one will be your neck.

You can never talk to another guy for long before Enzo is by your side and claiming you as his for everyone to see

Enzo is big on Physical Touch because it feeds his ego that he is the only one that can touch you.

Plus touching you just feels so damn good.

Pulling you into dark corners of the library and walking out with you sporting 2 love bites on your neck and at least seven on your thighs.

Hand low on your back, always touching your ass just a little bit as you walk.

Gripping the very top of your thighs when you sit together.

He always has his hand slightly under your skirt and a bit too high for everyone else’s comfort.

But if you dare try to move it, growing shy of everyone’s looks, he stares you down immediately.

Try to move my hand again, Princess. I’ll move it up higher and teach you a lesson right here in front of everyone. You want that? You want me to make you cum in front of all these people?

But if the stares bother you too much then Enzo would drag you back to his dorm so he can touch you in private.

Enzo enjoys the soft touches as well as the rough ones.

He touches you like it’s the last time he’ll ever be able to

Desperate hands clinging to you, holding your head in his hands as he kisses your forehead and rubs your cheeks with his thumbs.

Pulling you in for hugs that last forever, savoring every moment.

Slow and loving kisses every morning when you wake up and every night before you go to bed. He thinks it’s ‘good luck’ to start and end his day with a kiss.

He gets so moody if you ever wake up before him and leave without giving him a one.

He’ll storm up to you no matter where you are or who you’re with and he’ll just grab you and start smothering you with kisses.

Forehead, cheek, nose, lips, neck, wherever.

I need to compensate for my loss.

Huge romantic. Goes above and beyond.

Candlelit dinners, picnics, vacations, and he will spend days, weeks, or even months planning out every single detail.

Nothing ever goes wrong because he doesn’t let it. If something falls through then he’ll find a way to make it happen anyways. You will get nothing less than the best.

Enzo likes to spoil you

Gift Giving

While dating Enzo your wardrobe will continue to grow.

There’s just something so sexy to him about seeing you wear things he bought you.

Clothes, shoes, bags, necklaces, bracelets, etc.

Would buy you a promise ring early into the relationship because he loves fast and hard. Also because he likes to look at the ring on your finger.

And make sure everyone else looks at the ring on your finger.

He likes to let everyone know how much he spoils you so they know they could never compete with him.

But there's also moments that he saves just for when it’s the two of you, wanting the intimacy of being alone.

Without fail he always shows up at your door with a fresh bouquet and your favorite treat once a week. Never on the same day though. He likes to keep you on your toes.

Gift baskets. Lorenzo Berkshire is a gift basket man. He likes to buy you multiple things because he feels like only gifting you one item is never enough.

He would never just leave the items in the bag because he wants to have it nicely on display to you so he can see your reaction as your eyes scan all the different things.

He can and will give you the world.

Quality Time and Words of Affirmations

Enzo likes to spend time with you.

As I mentioned before, he sees you as an extension of himself so wherever he goes you go.

Sometimes you have to convince him to do things without you so that the boys can have a break.

They love you, but you see them roll their eyes as they try to talk to Enzo and his focus is solely on you.

He just sits next to you, kissing your jaw as he whispers in your ear

Do you know how sexy you look right now?

Mmmm, I love you so much.

You wanna get out of here? I'm hungry.

You’re just trying to do them a favor since Enzo would probably ruin his entire friend group if one of them even suggested not bringing you along

Enzo, it’s boys night! I can’t tag along on boys night.

Well why the fuck not?

He’s so stubborn. He can not fathom spending more than five seconds without you.

Eventually you’ll convince him to go have fun, but as soon as he’s done he’s back by your side in an instant.

That was awful, I’m never leaving you again.

You didn’t have any fun?

Of course I didn’t. Why would you even ask me that?

You’re being dramatic.

No, I’m not. You have to come next time. It's the only way Malfoy will make it out alive. If you’re with me there’s less of a chance I’ll beat him to the ground after hearing him complain for the hundredth time within the hour. Blaise had to stop me from killing him at least six times tonight.

If you’re there then I won’t have to explain to Narcissa why she can’t see her cry baby bitch of a son ever again.

You can’t help but laugh at his behavior, brushing him off before getting ready for bed.

And after any time spent without you, Enzo’s clingy behavior always becomes more intense. As soon as you wake up he's attached at the hip, making up for lost time and doing everything for you as an excuse to stay close to you

But Enzo has a funny way of doing things for you. He always incorporates a little bit of teasing into his Acts of Service

Bending down to lace your shoe and grabbing your hand afterwards as he looks into your eyes and presses a gentle kiss to your knuckle.

Flattening out the back of your ruffled uniformed skirt as you standup, grabbing your ass in the process.

Replacing your conditioner when the bottle starts to run low and leaving a note right next to it

“So your hair still feels silky smooth when I hold it while you choke on my cock.

Broom closet later?

Your Enzo”

Even though he likes taking care of you, it’s never for free.

Giving you his notes if you miss class, bringing you tea on late studying nights, or going out to buy you your favorite snacks when you ask him to

He always walks up to you, a grin on his face as he turns his head to the side and awaits his payment. You smile softly and press a kiss against his cheek.

Thank you, Enzo.

I’m at your service, Angel.

Now where’s my tip?

Lorenzo Berkshire | Committed Lover

Dating Lorenzo Berkshire is not for the weak.

Once again, Enzo loves to tease you.

Edging. Enzo will edge you for HOURS and he watches you every second

Sitting on the floor of his room, your heart thumping against your chest as you feel the pressure in your abdomen build before being ripped from of you. You cry in frustration looking up at Enzo through the reflection of the mirror in front of you. Your back is rested against his front, your legs spread wide open as he continues to pleasure and torture you at the same time.

Enzo! Please let me cum! Please!

I think I want to enjoy the view just a little while longer.

Degradation kink. Enzo prefers to be the dominant one because he loves being in control of you.

After edging you he’ll look you in the eyes as he spits in his hand wraps it around his huge, veiny cock. Up and down his hand begins to move, taking his pre-cum and using it as extra lubrication. He bites his lip as his eyes slowly move down your body. Fuck. His pace quickens and he rolls his head back, letting out the most bone chilling moan.

Beg for it.

Enzo...I need you

You can do better than that, baby. Tell me how much you need me to fuck you. Tell me how much of whore you are for me.

He lets you top sometimes.

He only does it if he’s feeling tired, lazy, or if he’s just in the mood to sit back and watch.

Arms rested behind his head as he looks up at you with a smirk. Something about watching you use him just does something to him.

Go on, darling. Do your worst.

And you do. Bouncing on his cock so hard the headboard starts bang against the wall. Pretty soon Enzo’s eyes roll to the back of his head and he’s gripping onto the sheets for the life of him as you fuck the soul out of his body.

It’s now you wearing the smirk as your boyfriend hangs his mouth open, gasping for air. He can barely comprehend a thing other than the feeling of your wet pussy moving up and down his cock

I’m not sure you can handle my worst, darling.

Enzo smiles to himself as you put him in his place. He had finally met his match and he couldn’t be happier.

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thisaintbella · 1 year ago

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kinks (maknae line) ☾

[1:27] now playing: after midnight - wayv

[a/n] this was supposed to be posted several days ago, my apologies lol. sadly sungchan and shotaro aren’t included because I wrote this before their debut and obviously chenle isn’t either but I did do a little mini kink analysis on shotaro and sungchan here

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—lucas ✩

degrading

it was pretty sight—him sitting completely naked on your thigh, riding it like there was no tomorrow. but it was all ruined when he came too early, disobeying your instructions and ruining your favorite pair of black jeans. "you fucking slut!" you spat, watching his juices soak your jeans. "I'm so sorry! I'll buy you a new pair." he was very genuine, a glint of horror reflecting in his eyes. you grab onto his hair, pulling his head down so your lips met the curve of his ear. "you better, cumslut. or your punishment is gonna include the whole street knowing how much of a filthy whore you are." he gulped at your words, his dick restless on top of the sticky puddle. "yes, ma'am."

face sitting (receiving)

he moaned against your folds, deeply. the warm heat of your juices lathering onto his face made his dick throb pathetically. short gasps of air being released whenever he got the chance. you latched onto his smooth stands as his tongue worked its magic, gliding gracefully against your hole. your other hand restricted his arms above his head, putting him in a vulnerable position. "come on, you can do better than that." you lied straight through your teeth, clutching his hair tighter. he was putting his blood, sweat, and tears into this. you knew that. you just wanted to see how far he'll go to pleasure you, to comply with you. besides, being smothered to death by your pussy is the only way he wants to go out. another rich moan vibrates against you, forcing out a whine from you. you're close now. you start rolling your hips, frantically. lucas's arm veins now protrude from his skin as he balls his fists, feeling your wetness pouring and dripping down his face.

praise (receiving)

it's the best of both worlds. yukhei enjoys being degraded because it hurts that giant ego of his, but hearing your praise while his fingers curled inside you gave him a different type of pleasure. "yes, just like that, baby. you're such a good boy." you said between moans as he toyed with your g spot, your walls closing in on his digits. "yes, mommy, m'a good boy." he mumbled, eyes fixated on his long fingers going in and out of your pussy, covered with your stickiness. he was determined to make you orgasm so he could hear more pet names and praise rush from your lips as your back arched and your moans transitioned to deep, ragged breaths.

cock and ball torture

you're between his legs, half naked while scraping your nails along his prominent hip bone. "do you know why I'm mad at you, xuxi?" you asked with faux kindness. lucas tried his best to remain eye contact, but your gaze held so much intensity that he looked away. "I-" you slapped the tip of his dick before he could finish, a painful yelp cutting himself off. "look at me, xuxi." he shifted his eyes towards you, water nearly spilling down his puffy lash line. "I was naughty in public." his voice was broken down to a faint whisper, with an occasional voice crack as the grip on his balls grew stronger. "how?" you provoke him, unsatisfied with his answer. he tries to answer but his words jumble up in his throat, making you squeeze his balls tight and mercilessly. "you were grinding up against me like a bitch in heat, remember?" tears spill down his face as he mutters pathetic apologies. the pleasurable pain making him orgasm.

—mark ✩

mommy kink

he was having his annual horny teenage boy moment. his hands wrapped tightly around his cock as the pornographic film flickered in front of him. the blueish light from his phone the only thing illuminating his room. he didn't have a roommate this time around, so he let the video play out loud on a low volume. he bit his lip as he watched the young boy suck on his 'step mothers' boobs as she said something in japanese. "mommy." he whined into the empty room, rubbing the tip of his cock. little did he know the devil on earth, known as haechan, was recording and sending it to you.

spitting (receiving)

you were teasing him. rubbing his tip with your fingers and rubbing his shaft between your folds. mark hates teasing. and at the moment, he had no problem telling you. "hurry up and fuck me." that was unacceptable. you crawled towards him, a clear fire in your eyes as you grabbed his face, squishing his cheeks. "you need to watch your fucking mouth. I'm in charge." and then you forced his mouth open, gathered up some saliva, and spat in his mouth. his eyes nearly bulge out of socket, but he swallowed nevertheless. he was much more of a good boy after that.

guided masturbation (receiving)

baby boy mark needs guidance. he needs your soft yet authoritative tone to help him feel like he knows what he's doing. he's doing his very best, trying not to let you down. one hand toyed with the head of his dick while the other cupped his balls, just like you told him to. he looked so cute. his blonde hair ruffled in many different directions, tongue constantly running over his lips, cheeks scarlet, and hushed sounds of satisfaction. however, he wasn't exactly fondling the spot you were hoping for. so your grabbed his hand and very delicately push his hand further down his cock, below his head—the most sensitive spot. he shuddered, squeezing his balls tighter. pure bliss jumbled his words as he started thrusting into his fist, his precious puppy eyes sparkling.

praise (receiving)

he was between your legs, only the top of his head poking out as he gave small kitten licks to your folds. his tongue was hesitant, his big doe eyes met yours, seeking approval. "you're doing good, love." it wasn't a lie, he was nearly an expert with your clit. "thank you, mommy." he replied before getting back to business. he rotated his tongue near your entrance precisely, just like they did in the videos he's watched. a fistful of his hair are in your hands as he enters his tongue inside you, his cock throbbing beneath him at your taste. your moans were his motivation as he tongue fucked you, spit drooling down his chin. "my good baby boy, you are doing so good." at this praise, he starts to roll his hips mercilessly into the mattress.

—xiaojun ✩

pegging

your kiss was desperate, passionate, and fiery. you hugged onto his exposed hips while he used your shoulders to support himself on your lap and the unpredictable chair that you randomly picked from the dressing room. everytime he moved he felt your strap rub against the crevice of his ass, make him whimper with anticipation until you guided him to sink himself down onto the toy. he pulled away so he could gasp for air as he bottomed out, the faux veins making it even more satisfying. soft moans hummed in his throat once he started rocking his hips, his eyes focusing on you while your hands groped and smacked his ass until it was time for him to meet his members on stage.

masochist

dejun was already humiliated enough by having to bend over the kitchen island, feeling like a porn slut ready to get fucked by whoever was able to catch him in such a vulnerable position, with black and white stockings decorating his tiny legs. but you kept adding insult to injury by making him count your rough spankings, "t-twelve, thank you mommy." he stuttered, struggling to hide his pleasure as he waited for a harsher, 13th slap to make his ass red and sting, but it never came. then, a sudden rattling from behind him made him anxious, "mommy?" he called out, fighting to not disobey your orders and peer over his shoulder. you responded with another cruel smack on his ass, swinging your arm back just a little bit to create the perfect sting. "fuck, mommy!" xiaojun cried as he felt the foreign yet familiar object collide with his irritated skin, feeling the outline of the wooden spoon set his flesh on fire. "harder, please!" he whimpers, hiding his between his forearms, his lust now overpowering his shame as he waits for another painful blow.

humiliation

"look at you." you cooed beside his head, taking a stray piece of hair and curling it behind his ear. "such a pretty whore." you smirked at xiaojun's reflection, watching his lips tremble and tears flow down his cheeks as he silently begged for you to put the whole toy in. his face was already flushed with a glowing shade of red from you teasing him with the tip of your strap, letting him have just the head of the pretty pink dildo before pulling out of his desperate hole. "please... I'm so embarrassed." he pleaded, softly. "don't be embarrassed of your beauty, love." you said, rubbing your hands along his stomach in a circular motion then placing a quick kiss on his cheek. "watch your pretty face while I fuck this tight hole, okay?" you then got off his back and stood up straight, lining up the toy with his entrance. xiaojun did as he was told and watched himself as he felt 7 inches fill up his insides, cheeks burning. and once you started thrusting, the tears came back.

mommy kink

"say that again?" you challenged after you pinned him to the ground, securing both of his arms beside his head. however, it came out more as a question rather than an order. xiaojun froze in his place. he should've known play fighting with you would steer into the wrong direction, yet he couldn't control the bulge growing beneath your heat. "xiaojun!" you said, sternly, moving just enough to make him whimper again, "mommy, please." his face was now flushed with shame and arousal, a delicate sparkle in his eyes that resembled the neediness of a puppy. you leaned down and landed a gentle kiss to his lips, almost moaning from the friction. "you're too cute." you murmur before smirking, a mischievous glint in your eyes. "I wonder what other positions you like."

—hendery ✩

edging

"mommy, please! I want to cum! let me cum, please!" hendery begged breathlessly, his hips restless as you massaged his prostate. "not yet, hun." you said, eyes trained on your fingers curling inside his hole. "besides, I love it when you get really needy." you added with a smirk, finally ripping your eyes away from between his legs to look at the mess you've created. his hair stuck to the side of his face while his eyelids were squeezed shut. his cock flushed and ready to burst. "please, mommy," he whined, barely audible and completely desperate. his black orbs were now visible and pleading along with his lips. you were about to shake your head until a wicked idea changed your mind. "if you can go five minutes without making any noise, I'll let you cum." there was a glimpse of horror that washed over his face before it was quickly wiped away, replaced with a challenging grin because at this point he would do anything.

public sex

"back here?" hendery whined like a toddler once you dragged him behind the movie theater. "do you not want it?" you asked, and he objected immediately. "I do, I do!" "then keep it down." you ordered, then squatted down against the wall of the building, fondling with his zipper. "shouldn't I be against...?" he pointed behind you, the open air tickling his back gave him a drop of anxiety, which somehow added to his pleasure. your response was the warmth of your mouth engulfing the head of his dick, making him gasp suddenly before chewing down on his lip to contain himself. you wasted no time showing off your skill, sucking and swirling your tongue around him comfortably as if he were laying in your bed, which eventually led to hendery leaning over you to steady himself against the wall, his other hand covering his mouth because he could no longer hold his tongue.

voyeurism

hendery didn't mean to watch you, it just happened. he wanted to pay you a surprise visit, convince you to drag yourself out of bed and let him take on some random adventure, perhaps. he liked you, and was shameless about it. however, he was caught completely off guard when he heard your low moans pouring from the crack of your ajar bedroom door that was opened just enough for him to see you touching yourself. he froze at first, unable to take his eyes away from your fingers rubbing your swollen clit. he felt like a sick pervert, but he couldn't help himself from touching himself, as well. he kept a hand clasped firmly over his mouth to conceal his groans and subtle whines, edging himself until he could cum with you, and maybe, just maybe, be caught and punished, as well.

brat training

"you're really going to test me today?" you said, arms crossed and eyes burning into the grinning boy on all fours in front of you. "I haven't done anything, ma'am." he swears, claiming innocence. "master." you corrected, then wiggled your finger. "come here." he crawled towards you, eyes never leaving yours, until he stopped in between your legs. hendery sneaked a peek at your wet cunt dripping through your panties, but was instantly struck by your flogger. "eyes up here!" you said, authoritatively, and he obeyed. that smug look no longer decorating his face. you combed your fingers through his wavy hair before grabbing a chunk and pulling him towards your face. "now listen up, pet. you're gonna tongue fuck this pussy until I cum, and don't you dare try to touch me or else I won't hesitate to use this," you briefly waved the flogger like a wand. "and make you wear that vibrator for the rest of the day. got it?" he nodded, his mouth already salivating. "yes master, I understand."

—renjun ✩

sugar mommy

"is this for me?" he exclaimed as you handed him a small velvet case. obviously it was but you still laughed at his enthusiasm. "of course, silly." you watched as he carefully opened the package, his eyes sparkling more than his gift once he's opened it. it was a blinding diamond choker attached to a matching leash that twinkled far brighter than all the stars combined. it was perfect. "oh, mommy it's so beautiful! thank you so much." he hugged you tight. he was naked and you could feel his member stiffening against you. "you're welcome, baby." you grabbed him by his thighs and pulled him onto your lap, a short gasp escaping his lips. "now put it on, I want to see the marks it gives you."

choking

you let him top this time. a special reward for being a good boy the entire week. at first he was gentle with you, asking if you're okay and making sure you weren't hurt. but once he was finally inside you, he couldn't contain his desire to fuck his dom senseless and he slammed his hips into you with a desperate groan. both you were in a missionary position, which can be boring if you didn't play your cards right. so, you grab him by the throat as he's fucking you, lightly constricting his airway. you felt the hushed whimper vibrate beneath your hand and he grabs your neck as well, but not squeezing as hard. between your hand choking him, your tightness, and the way your boobs bounced with every thrust, he didn't last long.

degrading

renjun is a small guy. you didn't see a problem with it but it was always the source for insults during kinky sex. "look at how small and pathetic you look underneath me." you snarled as the brim of his eyes flooded with tears, a choked moan vibrating his chest. "you're so skinny and weak yet you want to fuck me?" he lets the tears run down his cheeks, his cock abused and twitching behind you. your hands run along his scrawny chest and lightly brush your finger tips over his nipple, making him wince. you snicker at his reaction. "you wouldn't last at all."

baby boy kink

It's been his occasional pet name. usually for when you asked him for something like a piece of tissue or something out of reach at the grocery store. innocent stuff like that. until... you're on top of him. riding him while he's wriggling beneath you, a precious, overstimulated mess. his hair damp and sticking to his skin as his eyes twitch beneath his lids and honeyed whimpers pleasing your ears. you could feel his length pulse inside of you and leaned forward for a swift kiss. "can you cum for me, baby boy?" you said in such an enticing and chilling tone, he trembled. "yes, baby boy will cum!" he felt release ignite itself in his stomach and course through he veins until he felt the warmth of his juices lathering your walls.

—jeno ✩

petplay

he rubbed his cheek against you. a short hum of contentment melts you as you scratched underneath his chin. the clip-in fox ears poked out in the top of his head, almost matching his reddish toned hair and the faux freckles dotted all over his face. a delicate leather collar decorated his neck with a small heart lock pendant dangling beneath. "can I fuck you, y/n?" he asked sweetly with glittery doe eyes. you smile and run a hand through his hair, careful not to mess with his ears. "of course, my good boy." he face gleamed when you adjusted yourself on your back, inviting him to pleasure you.

fighting for dominance

not even after you closed the door of your shared apartment, he was yelling. every weekend you find time to hang out with the dreamies, and today you and jisung were being too 'touchy' for jeno's liking. "I was just babying him! you know me, I'm motherly to all the dreamies!" you tried to explain to him, but he was being stubborn. but you definitely weren't expecting him to have you pinned against the wall, a clear resentment illuminating his eyes. "you're mine, y/n! you don't touch anyone like that." his lips are pressed against your neck, marking his territory by leaving purple stains on your skin. but this clearly wasn't his role in the relationship. you pinched his inner thigh near his member, having him flinch and holler. "I don't appreciate this behavior jenny, do I have to put you in your place?" you continue to pinch him, his skin going numb as he fought off the pain. "you're the one being naughty." he replied, boldly. his dick bulges against you. you chuckle and grab his erection forcefully, looking deep into his hungry eyes. "oh, baby. you couldn't dominate me if you tried." you're right, he couldn't.

flogging

another hit to his back makes him writhe and hiss. "t-twelve." he counted, voice breaking like a china set. "what did I say about stuttering?" you strike him three more times on his lower back and he moans deeply each time. "I'm sorry, noona." he apologized pitifully in a light voice. "start over again." he whines at your command and arches his back, preparing for the flogger to make contact with his clothed skin once more. you hit him brutally on his ass. he lunges forward and starts counting again like a good boy. "one."

dry humping

the morning sun poured through the curtains and spilled on top of your figures intertwined with each other. jeno rutted his hips against the curves of your ass, lazily. his morning wood occasionally teasing your entrance as the blurry remains of his naughty dream replayed in his memory. he groaned at the thought of being inside you. your reached back and rubbed his upper thigh. "you thinking about mama's pussy?" you hum, giggling when he said yes. "how bad do you want it?" an uneven breath is released from his chest, his thrusting losing more rhythm. "r-real bad."

—haechan ✩

dominatrix/hard dom

there's brief silence as you twirled the whip in your hand, looking down at the boy who was on all fours, his backside facing you. he's daring enough to open his mouth again, even though his ass and lower back have been stained red and purple. "I know you liked it, mistress." you couldn't see it, but you know he was pulling a shit eating grin, just waiting for you to snap. the it he's referring to is him stealing your vibrator and using it for his own pleasure, not even bothering to quiet himself as you slept next to him. you cracked the whip on his ass once again, making haechan cry out. he wouldn't be able to sit properly for the next few days.

fingering

he has two fingers inside himself, exploring his walls as you watched the show. he bit his lip in concentration, focusing on reaching his pleasure point. he spread his legs as far as he could, already longing for another finger but he couldn't due to his tightness. your own fingers were massaging your folds, rubbing in nice long circles. finally, he hits the sweet spot he's been searching for and moans lewdly while raising his hips slightly off the mattress. he thrusts his fingers in and out, every moan raising an octave as he squirmed. before he could cum you grabbed his wrist and released his fingers, rubbing them off before rubbing them against your clit. your other hand hovering over his hole, then using a finger to push past his walls. he mewls and shifts into your touch, then puts his middle and index finger inside you. both you jammed your fingers into each, perfectly in sync with each other until you both came.

praise (receiving)

you lick your lips eagerly as haechan swallowed your strap-on, a short gasp plummeting to your core. he bounced frantically above you, not used to the position. "look at you taking my cock. you're so beautiful." you praised him, grabbing his dick to keep it from bobbing around. "t-thank you." he said, screaming when your hips thrusted upward. the infamous sound of skin slapping echoed throughout the room. his eyes roll to the back of his head from the intense pleasure, his jaw slack. "my beautiful toy. no one could ever look so pretty riding my cock." he released another feminine moan before squirting his orgasm all over your hand.

spanking

that boy wasn't slick. you knew he wanted it, but he wasn't going to completely get it. you made him bend over the queen sized bed with a light push, his flesh scorching beneath your touch. "am I going to get a lot, mistress?" he asked, playing innocent. like he didn't want it. you okay along with him, a devilish smile tugging your lips. "maybe." he grinned, exhaling sharply when he felt your hands massaging his butt soothingly. "how many times have you watched porn without my permission?" you asked and his muscles tense. this was the reason for his punishment. "about 20?" he muttered, softly. you hummed, satisfies with the number. "okay, then go ahead. spank yourself 20 times, right now." he peered over his shoulder, his eyes big. "b-by myself? why can't you-" you shut him off, explaining it was part of the punishment. he grumbled but complied, raising his hand and sparking himself with unexpected strength. he likes the sting but it wasn't the same. "hey, you're lucky you're even getting spanked at all."

—jaemin ✩

tall partner

you looked like an empress. the heels made your legs look they measured in miles and the best for jaemin: it made you a couple inches taller than him. he looked so happy on his knees for you, that cute, goofy smile beaming across his face. "come kiss my legs." you ordered, and he eagerly crawled shifted towards you and pressed his lips against your thigh with devotion. you let your fingers comb through his strands, looking at admiringly as he worshiped you.

collars

his favorite one was made of out white lace. it was very delicate yet very restrictive. he could barely swallow with it on and he loved it. it was a nice contrast between his honey coated skin and dark coffee irises. oh, and it was extra adorable when he had his cotton candy pink hair. but when he wants to more rough, he has a nice black one. it's simple—just a plain leather with an o ring to attach a leash—but sturdy. you were pulling him around with a studded leash, hard enough to temporarily constrict his airway. he gave soft kisses to your bare pussy, looking up with glistening puppy eyes. when he went to far down to sneak a taste, you tugged again at the collar making a whimper crawl up his throat. "no. focus!"

noona kink

he tried not to be awkward while you buffed out his eyeliner on his top lid, creating small talk. "I'm nervous." he admitted, catching a glimpse of his reflection in front of him. he definitely wasn't good at hiding it. "I can tell." you chuckled, now moving on to his lips. "don't worry, you'll do fine." you smiled before dabbing the red lip tint onto the center on his bottom lip. he stared at your hands, imaging what they were capable of. no diamonds decorated your ring finger. "thank you, noona." he says softly. his voice nearly cracked and you grinned at the erection growing in his pants. "of course, babe." you hovered over the shell of his ear, your hot breath tickling him. "and if you're extra good, noona will give you a reward." the redness of his cheeks seeped through the makeup and creeped up to the tips of his ears while you still held an innocent looking grin. "okay! let's move onto your fabulous hair."

spanking

today he was being bad. from waking you up by moaning in your ear to touching you inappropriately while you were driving. and now the cherry on top was him nipping at your neck in front of you parents. "you. fucking. embarrassed. me!" you said, frustrated. sparking him after every word as he moaned like a slut. "I'm sorry." he whined, pathetically. however, it did nothing to fix the infinite shame. "sorry is not going to cut it. you're either gonna take it or not cum for two weeks. your choice." your hand strikes his backside several more times, making the skin turn red and a stinging sensation arise on both your hand and his ass. "yes, noona." he said, submissively. willingly giving you his body to abuse.

—yangyang ✩

photoshoots/sex tapes

once again, the camera flashed intensively as he sat on his bed, only wearing a black harness across his chest and up his neck connecting to a choker, along with a thick pair of matching handcuffs. he glared at the camera lusciously while he attempted to rut his dick between his cuffed hands, then twisted his hips to reveal the vibrator plugged into his hole with lubricant coating and dripping down his skin. his jaw dropping once it poked the right spot, hearing another quick click from the camera as his eyes rolled up into his skull. "yes, baby. show me how good you feel." you purred from behind your phone, snapping more pictures of his lewd expressions before propping it up on your tripod. "now it's my turn to make you feel good." you said, glancing at him in his submissive position before turning on the flash and pressing the red button.

rimjob (receiving)

"w-what if we get caught?" yangyang asked anxiously, his fear preventing him from speaking above a whisper as he leaned over hendery's unkempt bed. his laughter could be heard just down the hall, along with kun's scolding. "you don't have to worry about that if you're quiet." you respond, rubbing a finger around his rim before flicking your tongue against his hole. "oh!" he exclaimed at the sudden feeling, quickly clamping his hand over his mouth. lewd moans and occasional whimpers were muffled behind his palm as you swirled your tongue around his hole, licking long, sloppy stripes from his balls to his lower back, and playfully slipping the tip of your wet muscle past his muscle. he felt so dirty getting tongue fucked and he loved it so much.

punishment

yangyang wasn't spamming you with dirty pictures and text messages for nothing, he wanted a punishment. he wants to be bent over your lap and spanked until he's writhing and practically grinding his needy cock between your thighs, maybe play with the new buttplug you got him, but that wouldn't be considered a punishment in the slightest. so after you arrived home and yangyang skipped towards you with an innocent grin, you dragged him into your room and tied his pretty limbs to the bed. you could see the excitement in his eyes. he thinks you're going ride him, or use him in some way. he never would have guessed that you would just leave him there with a vibrator swinging from the ceiling that ever so slightly brushed pass his swollen head. his cries got more desperate and pathetic as the minutes tick by, "mommy" and "I'm sorry" repeatedly leaving his lips.

bondage

yangyang let out a soft cry through the ball gag that was lodged firmly into his mouth, tugging against the under bed restraints. his arms were behind his back, wrists crossed over each other, and his legs were extended embarrassingly wide across the mattress. his upset cock, which was tied up nice and pretty with a thin rope along with his balls, and greedy hole on full display. "your moans make me so horny." you admit, tracing your finger around his swollen head, and licking your lips as he let out another half moan half cry into his gag. you then lightly tug the loose rope connected to his balls, earning a noisy yelp followed by incoherent words that you guessed were helpless pleas.

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