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i canât wait for part two!!!!!

bunnies in heat - reader x ni-ki
warnings : smut, explicit languages, etc.
ni-ki had been sleeping over a lot lately.
at first, he was sleeping over only on weekends then it turned to him coming over into weekdays too. that his clothes keeps ending up and piling in your drawers now.
it became completely normal to wake up with his arms around you too, seeing his shirts and pants on the floor, or the smell of his cologne lingering in your room.
today you were cuddling. his body was warm pressed against yours under the covers. his breath tickles your ear every time he spoke, and his lips kept brushing your skin, ni-ki doesn't even realize what he was doing.
he was all over you. arms tight around your waist, leg hooked between yours, chest against your back as if he was trying to fuse into you. he kisses your ear, jaw, neck, and your breath gets caught each time.
he sucks your sensitive spot below your ear, making your fingers curl and grip the blanket. he groans quietly when you move just a little and you feel him getting hard through his thin pajama pants.
you kissed him back for a little while but thenâ
"you're moving so much," you whispered breathlessly, half-complaining as you squirmed in his grip. "iâ i can't breathe properlyâŚ"
"mmnhâŚ" ni-ki hummed against your neck, his voice now low and sleepy. "sorry, baby..." he murmured, but the way he tightened his arms around you says otherwise. he wasn't sorry at all, not even a little. "i just missed youâŚ"
"we've been together all day," you pointed out, shifting on his arms.
"yeah." he replied, kissing your cheek softly. "still missed you."
you rolled your eyes at him playfully but your chest was aching a little at how your boyfriend could make everything sound like a love confession.
quietly, out of nowhere, ni-ki asked,
"do you you wanna have sex with me?"
your eyes went wide, pushing him away just a little, your hands stayed on his shoulders. you blinked fast. "whatâwhaâWHAT?"
ni-ki groaned, burying his face in the crook of your neck, voice muffled against your skin. "ughh⌠fuck. that was so awkward. sorry, i didn't mean to say it like that."
then he blushed, chuckling weakly before looking at you again, "i said, do you wanna have seâ"
quickly, your hand flew to cover his mouth. "baby, i heard you!" you whispered, totally horrified.
he paused, eyes twinkling with amusement and anticipation as he gently pulled your hand away. his fingers felt soft and warm around your wrist, he asked again, "so?" but when he saw the panic and unsureness in your face, his expression immediately softened, "âŚno?"
and before you could even answer, ni-ki smiled gently, relaxing his grip on you a little as if he already knows the answer. "you wanna take your time?"
your heart was pounding so hard that he could probably feel it against his chest. your cheeks turned red as you look away and finally, you nodded slowly.
he kissed your cheek, thumb stroking your waist in quiet reassurance. "okay," he whispered. "let's take our time."
your throat tightened. you wanted to say somethingâmaybe apologize but the words stuck, so instead, you mumbled, "âŚare you horny?"
ni-ki blinked, surprisedâthen let out a soft laugh before pulling you closer, gently guiding your head to rest on his chest.
"don't worry about any of that, babyâŚ"
"butâ"
"i love you," he murmured quietly but firm, cutting through your spiraling thoughts like a thread being pulled tight. "don't stress, okay? i promise you, you're more than enough."
the two of you were quiet for a while. you just listened to his heartbeat as he held you close then eventually, ni-ki sat up and gave you a soft kiss on the forehead.
"i'm just gonna take a quick shower."
you watched him disappear into the bathroom, the sound of water running filling the room. but your head⌠it just wouldn't quiet down.
was he upset? disappointed?
...frustrated?
the thought made your stomach twist. you tried to brush it off, pacing around the room hoping it might help shake the feeling. however, the thoughts only got louder in your head.
the spiral started, making your head spin and making you upset at yourself too.
waitâis he... is he handling it in there?!
you heard the water shut off, giving you silence again. you bit your lip, hesitating but curiosity keeps getting the better of you. and quietlyâso quietlyâyou pressed your ear to the bathroom door.
but right then, the door quickly opened the second you leaned inâ
you almost fell forward but your boyfriend caught you. his hair is wet, he's got towel around his hips, there's water dripping down his chest, ni-ki raised an eyebrow at you. "âŚwhat are you doing?"
"iâi wasn'tâ!"
then he smirked after catching you red handed. "were you listening at the door?"
"no! iâi was justâ!"
"ahhâŚ" he interrupted, shaking his head in disbelief and amusement after the realization. "you were trying to hear if i was jerking off in your shower, huh?"
"fuck..." you cursed, closing your eyes and looked away, totally dying inside. "noâŚ"
he leaned in, "tch. you're so nosy." brushing a strand of hair from your face. droplets splashing on your toes. then with a grin, he added "and i wouldn't jerk off."
you tilted your head, "huh? why not?"
"because i'd rather you jerk me off."
your jaw dropped and he just laughed again, pulling you in, telling you how cute you are when you panic.
then lately, he wasn't even wearing shirts to bed anymore.
some nights he was too lazy he just wear boxers that in the mornings you feel him pressed against your ass or thighs, hard and twitching through thin fabric.
you don't say anything but⌠it stuck in your head, your heart always race and your body becoming more curious.
what does it really looks like when he's turned on?
how big is it, really?
will he feel good just from being touched?
and ni-ki's all over you again, his bare chest against your back, face in your neck, breathing soft and sleepy. his hand were already resting on your waist under your shirt... you'd gotten so used to the way his crotch pressed against you at nightâbut tonight, you feel him getting harder again.
you turned slightly to face him, "you're hard againâŚ"
your boyfriend let out a sleepy chuckle. "well, sorry. i love being this close to my girlfriend so much that it turns me onâŚ"
you pouted into the pillow. "so you're just gonna sleep it away?"
he laughed softly and groaned into your neck. "babe, why are you so concerned about my dick?"
"i'm not! i meanâ" you turned to look at him, flustered. "i'm concerned about you."
ni-ki opened one eye, "well, i'm not gonna die because of it, you know?"
you sighed heavily and kept thinking about it. he's right there. too close⌠and part of you just really wants toâ "âŚcan i touch it?"
his eyes opened and his sleepy expression vanished in an instant, "what?"
you met his gaze, more nervous now. "uhh, can i⌠touch it?"
"oâ of courseâŚ"
you reached down carefully, hand sliding beneath the waistband of his boxers, you felt ni-ki's whole body shuddered.
he let out a low, breathy moan and leaned in to start kissing you slow and needy. your touch had completely jolted him wide awake. "oh, fuck⌠babyâŚ"
your fingers wrapped around him, eyes widening slightly. "it's big."
ni-ki smirked against your lips, his voice got deeper now. "hmm, really? it's not even that hard yet."
you didn't have time to reply, he took your hand, and before you could process it, he actually spit into your palm.
"rikiâ?!"
"shh, trust me." he laced his fingers with yours and wrapped your slicked-up hand around his length, groaning as he helped you stroke him.
his cock hardened so quickly it startled you. it got even bigger, practically pulsing in your grip that your one hand wasn't enough anymore.
you looked down. "it's⌠not fitting."
ni-ki laughed breathlessly. "it's okay, you're doing so good. ahm, fuck, that feels good."
"do you want to suck it too?"
your lips parted. "iâ i don't know howâŚ"
he bit his lip before he kissed your jaw, his breath felt hot on your skin, practically warming you too. "i'll teach you."
he shifted both of you on the bed, ni-ki leaned back against the headboard as you positioned yourself between his legs. his boxers were halfway down already, his cock flushed and glistened in the low light...
ni-ki trailed his thumb across your cheek down to your lips.
"you sure, baby?"
you hesitated, heart pounding as your eyes flicked between his face and what was between his thighs.
"you don't have to," he added softly, other hand brushing your hair back. "we can stop hereâseriously."
"no, i really want to." you replied, making ni-ki smile proudly.
you stared at his cock slightly twitching in the air, its tip flushed red, already glistening with his pre-cum. you'd felt it under his boxers before but seeing it like this, in front of you...
it made your mouth dry.
you swallowed, moving your fingers before your brain could catch up. your wrapped one hand around the base then adding your second hand just above it.
not enough.
there was too much of him to hold. his cock is too thick, long, and the pre-cum spills from the tip was making your palms even more slippery.
you gave him a slow stroke, then another. your hands moved tentatively, sliding up and down in clumsy rhythm. the wet slick sounds between your palms made your face heat up and your pussy clench. so erotic.
n-ki groaned low, his hips twitching slightly just from your touches. "oh, babyâŚ"
you looked up at him, face burning even more. "i really don't know what i'm doing."
he reached for you instantly, stroking your cheek with the backs of his fingers. his touch was tender, ni-ki murmured. "you don't have to be good... just want you, you're already making me crazy here."
you stroked him again, faster this time, watching the way his face twisted in your grip. his tip leaked steadily, slick smearing across your knuckles.
"you can keep using both of your hands," ni-ki whispered shakily. "but⌠i think i'm gonna lose it the second you put your mouth on me."
"i wanna try."
your lips parted slowly as you leaned forward, tongue flicking out, licking to taste him first.
"shitâ" he hissed, jaw clenched, head tipping back against the headboard. "y/n..."
you took him in a little deeper but your throat tightened immediatelyâyou gagged, pulling back with a choked breath.
"it's okay. just go slow," he chuckled, panting as his hand gently rested at the back of your head. "don't push yourself too deep." though the deeper you went, the better it felt for ni-ki.
you nodded, trying again. your lips stretched wider, jaw already aching. spit gathered at the corners of your mouth as you bobbed your head fast. you wrapped one hand around what couldn't fit. he was burning hot in your mouth, heavy against your tongue, twitching with every movement.
god, i'm probably so bad at thisâŚ
his fingers curled in your hair now. voice breaking as he whispered through his gritted teeth.
"you're doing so good," he groaned. "your mouth feels so good..."
you tried to breathe through your nose. your eyes stung with tears.
his cock throbbed against your throat. salty, warm, very new to taste but his moans were so fucking addictive too that you just couldn't stop even if you wanted too.
you adjusted your angle, trying to breatheâbut your throat flexed without meaning to, swallowing around him.
ni-ki's eyes widened, choking on a moan.
"fâfuckâbaby, thatâwhat you just didâ"
you blinked up at him confused, still messy and teary, holding him steady in your mouth.
you did it again. let your throat flex around him, tighten your lips, letting him feel just how snug you were inside.
his thighs tensed instantly, hand clenching on your hair tightly, "âŚshit, i'm close."
you swallowed again, a whimper caught in your throat as your lips slid down further, his cock twitched violently in response, suddenly getting even bigger. he gasped, "waitâbaby, almost thereâdon't stop."
you started to pull back, overwhelmedâbut his hand stayed at the back of your head desperately.
"don't pull awayâplease," he gasped. "let meâlet me finish in your mouthâi can't hold itâ y/n"
you nodded and started sucking harder, bobbing your head faster.
ni-ki came with a loud, broken moan, hips jerking uncontrollably as thick spurts of cum spilled into your mouth. you gagged again from the volume, the heat, the unfamiliar tasteâit's so muchâbut you swallowed all of it, trying to keep up.
you were shaking too now. your jaw hurts, your hands were messy and slippery, and your eyes were wet and full with tearsâbut you didn't stop until he was done and empty.
ni-ki couldn't stop groaning, whispering your name as he brushed your hair out of your face with the most wrecked look you'd ever seen.
it's second period. your teacher kept talking about something â but you're not hearing none of it.
your mouth had been on him less than twelve hours ago and all ni-ki can think about is the way you'd looked at him then â all soft, nervous, and curious, like he was something you wanted to figure out.
you're sitting a few rows ahead of him. head is bowed low, playing with pen in hand, pretending to take notes,
he knows you're not listening either.
your shoulders are a little tense, lips kept parting every time your mind wander. he saw you smiling to yourself â shy, spaced-out, those little smiles makes his stomach tighten.
you must be thinking about it too.
you have to be.
ni-ki adjusts in his seat, subtly shifting his legs under the desk, feeling his pants feel tighter than they should. and it's not like he's that hard-hard... almost. it's hard enough to feel it. enough to make him want to sneak away, press his forehead to a locker, and groan while palming himself.
he's been like this for a week. every class. every time he looks at you.
you've been giving him blowjobs for a week now and the flashbacks hits like static electricity.
the sound of you choking just a little, the sight of your eyes, glassy and wet, you're hurting but still looking up at him.
the heat of your mouth, the press of your throat, the way your hands trembles slightly as you touch him.
you made him fall apart.
and now he can't stop thinking about you, how would you fall apart for him too.
ni-ki's fingers tighten around his pen. his jaw flexes slightly.
he shouldn't think about it here. oh he shouldn't picture the way you'd sound if he had his mouth between your thighs, kissing, making out with your pussy, licking, sucking on your clit until you couldn't even speakâ
"riki," the teacher calls.
he jolts slightly.
"yâ yes?"
"do you know what group you're assigned to?"
his mind went absolutely blank.
"âŚuh, no."
the whole class shook their heads. ni-ki swallowed, tries to find a safe answer but fails.
"listen carefully next time," the teacher warned. "you're on group two."
you glanced over your shoulder and met his eyes. your face goes red immediately.
you're both so, so bad at hiding it.
later, during break, you catch each other by the lockers. ni-ki leans close, arms crossed as he towers over you, trying to be casual â and failing completely.
"baby... you were zoning out the whole time," you murmured. "what's got you so distracted, huh?"
his eyes flick down to your lips just for a second.
"you," he said, honest as ever.
you blushed and smacked his arm. "shut up."
"âŚi keep thinking about last night," ni-ki whispered, making your heart dangerously stutters.
"yeah?" you breathed.
he nodded slowly, eyes dropping back to your mouth, your neck, your body. he swallowed thickly, quiet but you can now practically hear the words he's holding back.
"i wanna make you feel good too."
"w-what�"
"i just⌠i think about it. a lot." he pouted, eyes soft but looked stormy at the same time. "i can't be the only one who cums every night."
"not here, rikiâ!"
he grinned and bit his lip to stop himself. he held your wrist gently, seeking more connection, more of you.
the bell finally rang.
you step back reluctantly, adjusting your skirt and trying to breathe like you weren't just fantasizing about your boyfriend in a school hallway.
ni-ki stays leaning against the lockers, watching you walk away, hand slipping into his pocket. he pulls out your phone that you'd left at your desk this morning.
[cycle tracker] you're ovulating today!
"oh?"
a/n: random fic. just want to get some drafts out. this was supposed to be for a bad boy!ni-ki but it was too long so i had to shorten and throw away the plot TT i have so much in my drafts, i just might delete all of it. part two soon :p
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this was wild... i loved itđĽľ
i need hoon to ruin međŽâđ¨
payback! â psh

Fortunately, you got the best, filthiest fuck of your life with your boyfriendâs friends. Unfortunately, Sunghoon doesnât tolerate sneaky sluts. âââ In which Sunghoon's dick does all the disciplining :)
content tags/warnings: cheating, vouyerism (video), mention of double penetration, sunghoon smokes, jayke cameo, slut shaming, objectification, nymphomania implications. uhm. angst at the end? explicit content (smut): revenge unprotected sex, spitting, slapping, headlocking, throat fucking, mild pussy eating, squirting, power imbalance, creampie, dub conish. MDNI. WC: 5.4K
âAhhâfuck! Harder! Want it harder! Please, please, please!â
Sunghoon sat low on the sofa, legs spread, one arm draped lazily over the backrest. His other hand clutched the phone tightly, knuckles slightly white around the edges. His gaze was fixed, unmoving, pupils dilated.
He took a long, deliberate drag from his vape. Smoke filled his lungs, a bitter warmth crawling up his throat as he leaned his head back and exhaled slowly toward the ceiling, watching the vapor curling at the air.
His jaw tightened, thumb hovering, he paused the video at just the right moment: your mouth stretched open, eyes glazed and hungry. Jay was buried deep inside you, and you were still trying to force Jakeâs cock past your lips like you couldnât get enough.
Sunghoon shouldâve known better than to trust a fucking slut like you.
He let the video play, it was torture, but he didnât stop. He watchedâwatched you, his girlfriend, on your hands and knees, getting railed back and forth by the two people he called "friends".
Every sound bled through the speaker: your squeals, your moans, the choked-out begs between thrusts. You sounded wrecked, gone, cockdrunk out of your mind.
âJay, man, take a video of me too,â Jake muttered.
The camera shook as it switched angles. Sunghoon blinked slowly. You yelped when Jake pushed into you from behind, face buried into a pillow, your ass bouncing from the impact. His grip clamped tight around your waist, dragging you into every thrust.
Jake bit his lip, one hand locking on your hip as he slammed into you harder. When he noticed the camera again, he flashed a quick grin, threw up a lazy west side sign, and laughed, right before burying himself even deeper.
Sunghoon didnât realize his hand had moved until the sound of shattering glass snapped through the room. His phone hit the wall hard and fell to the floor in pieces.
He stood there, chest rising and falling, eyes locked on the broken fragments scattered across the floor. His pulse throbbed in his ears, Fuck his friends. Fuck everything. And fuck you for letting them touch you. For letting them use you like that. Was his dick not enough? Was his attention not enough? You couldnât stop at oneâyou had to take both of them?
His hands curled into fists at his sides. Heat crawled up his neck, his fingers trembled at rage, disbelief, something else he didnât want to name. And Godâfuck him, for the way his cock throbbed through it all.
â
âBaby! Miss you, miss you, miss you so much! How was your trip?â
Your voice spilled out with that same sugary tone you always used. You threw your arms around his neck, clinging tight, lips grazing his cheek, trailing up to his jaw, then to his mouth, like you had no idea what youâd done. Like you hadnât fucked two of his friends like the filthy little cum-soaked toy you were.
Sunghoon stood still.
Not because he didnât feel anythingâbut because he felt too much. Anger sat thick behind his ribs, it made his skin itch. Made his muscles tighten. He didnât move, didnât speak. His jaw locked as he stared past you, eyes locked on the clock ticking against the wall. Each second felt louder than your voice. Each tick reminded him to hold the line.
Your perfume clung to him, so sweet that it made him fucking sick.
God, you really had the audacity. Clinging to him like you missed him. As if those bruises on your hips werenât from someone elseâs hands. As if your throat hadnât been used just days ago while he was away.
Pathetic.
Thatâs all he could think. You were pathetic.
A lying, moaning, desperate little slut whoâd do anything for attention. Spread your legs for the first hand that touched you, then crawl back to him with that same fake innocence in your eyes. How many times had he fallen for it? How many times had you smiled up at him with those soft lips, pretending to be his and his alone?
He almost laughed again.
âDid you miss me?â you whispered against his ear, voice sweet like sugar melting over rot. You didnât even know what youâd walked into.
He nodded slowly. âYeah.â
You beamed at him. He smiled back, just enough to keep the game going. Just enough to keep his hands from wrapping around your throat.
You didnât deserve anger, not the full weight of it. You didnât deserve to be screamed at or broken down. No. You deserved to be seen for exactly what you were and stripped of the illusion you wore so well.
Thatâs why Sunghoon was quiet now, laid back against the headboard, watching you beautifully ride his dick.
You rode him with that same practiced rhythm, hips rising and falling, skin gleaming with sweat. Your hands rested on his chest, fingers curling against his skin as you moaned his name.
âAhh! Hoonie!â you gasped, head falling back, eyes fluttering shut.
Sunghoon eyebrow twitch at the way your pussy clings to his dick. His jaw slackened, eyes traveling from the way your breasts bounced with every grind, down to where your slick folds swallowed his cock, again and again.
His grip on your waist tighten, He wondered if you even knew you were showing him your tells. The little thingsâhow your hands trembled slightly, how your moans pitched too perfectly, how your eyes kept darting open to check his face when you thought he wasnât looking.
Guilt, maybe. Or fear. Or just the habit of someone used to performing for an audience.
He let his thumb slide along your waist. âYouâre working hard tonight,â he said finally, âtrying to earn something?â
You froze for half a second. Then gave a breathy laugh, hips rolling again. You threw your head back when the tip of his cock brushed that spot deep inside you, the one that made your thighs shake.
Sunghoon leaned in close, lips grazing the shell of your ear. âKeep going,â he whispered. âI want to see how far youâll go pretending like you havenât fucked any man behind my back.â
Your breath caught hard in your throat. Eyes shot open, wide, startledâexposed. Panic spilled into your face faster than you could mask it. You looked to the side, slowly, like maybe youâd misheard, like maybe he hadnât just said what he said.
Sunghoon sat back slightly, his eyes fixed on yours, that smirk on his face was evident and it wasn't playful, it was cruel.
You scrambled instinctively, trying to lift yourself off him, heart pounding so loud you could barely hear your own breath.
Sunghoon hands clamped around your waist. In one swift, punishing motion, he dragged you back down onto his cock, forcing you to take him all the way to the base. You let out a sharp squeal, a breathy cry of surprise as your walls clenched around him. Your hands braced against his chest, legs trembling around his hips.
âWhere do you think youâre going?â he asked. âYou were doing so well.â
He began to thrust up into you, deep, grinding against that spot that made your body betray you. You couldnât stop the way your breath hitched, the way your eyes fluttered shut even as shame colored your face.
âS-SunghoonâŚâ
âShhh, baby,â Sunghoon whispered, almost gentle. A sick mockery of comfort. His hand slid up your thigh, then curled around your waist again. âJust ride it out. Youâre so good at it.â
He smiled up at you hazy. Enjoyment, yes, but laced with contempt.
âYou fucked them like this too?â he asked softly âBounced on their cocks just like this?â His eyes dragged over your body, taking in the way your tits moved with every thrust, the way your mouth opened like you couldnât breathe. âMoaned their names the way you moan mine?â
You whimpered, trying to press against his chest, to pull back but the moment your hips lifted, he slammed back up into you sharply. You cried out, your hands trembling where they pressed against him.
âOh? Whatâs wrong?â he breathed, tightening his grip on your hips to keep you from moving. âIt was easy when it was Jay, right? When it was Jake choking you on his cock. You didnât stop them.â
He fucked up into you harder now, each thrust punishing. âBut now youâre shy? Now you canât take it?â
His other hand moved between your legs, thumb brushing your clit, with just enough pressure to send your body jolting. A cry left your throat, your hips twitched instinctively, confused between pulling away and pushing closer.
Sunghoon watched every reaction. His smile widened when your head dropped forward, shoulders shaking, your entire body caught in the unbearable space between pleasure and shame.
You whimpered, a sound choked with emotionâhumiliation, arousal, panic. Everything at once. Your thoughts scattered, dizzy, your chest heaving as tears welled in your eyes threatening to fall.
âYouâre gonna cum, arenât you?â Sunghoon murmured. âOn my cock. After spreading your legs for my friends like a filthy, greedy little thingâyouâre still going to fall apart for me.â
His thrusts didnât stop. He kept you pinned, grinding deep inside you, thumb flicking against your swollen clit.
âYou are a slut, arenât you?â he breathed. âMine or notâyou were made for this. Made to take cock. Any cock. As long as it fills you up.â
Your body jerked as a sob hitched in your throat, but before you could look away, he grabbed a fistful of your hair and yanked your head back.
His eyes were on fire. Cold rage underneath that made you whimper in fear. âLook me in the eyes,â he said. âI want to see whatâs left. Whatâs left of your fucking dignity when I make you cum on the cock you were supposed to stay loyal to.â
You trembled under his gaze, lips parting, chest stuttering for breath as his thumb circled harder, relentless, synced with each thrust.
Your orgasm built fast, twisted in shame. You couldnât hold back the moan that tore from your throat as your walls fluttered violently around his cock.
âS-sorry⌠IâI am⌠Iâm sorry,â you whimpered, voice breaking as your orgasm dragged through you. Your body was shaking, overwhelmed, your skin burning with the heat.
Your head felt light as if you might float away if not for the solid grip of his hands anchoring you to him. He was still thrusting into you, slower now, but just as deepâriding your high, using your own climax as fuel to fuck you further into submission.
âSorry?â Sunghoon echoed, a dark, breathless laugh curling from his throat. âThatâs it?â
You choked on another moan, trying to pull away, but he held you tight, one hand still in your hair, the other sliding to your throat again keeping you in place like a doll.
âThatâs your apology? You cum on my cock like a fucking whore and think sorry makes it better?â
He tilted his head, eyes locked on your tear-streaked face. âYou begged them too, didnât you?â he continued, âBet you moaned for Jay just like that. Bet you looked up at Jake with those same cute innocent eyes."
He thrust up harder, forcing a strangled moan from your throat, and you hated that it felt good.
âThatâs what makes you sorry?â he hissed. âNot the cheating. Not the lies. Not the way you spread your legs the second I was gone. Noâyouâre sorry because I found out.â
Your lips parted to deny it, but nothing came. Just another whimper, another shaky breath.
âSay it,â he demanded. âSay what you are.â
You blinked at him, glassy-eyed, barely able to think past the ache between your legs, the fog in your brain.
Sunghoonâs hand came down hard across your breast, the sharp smack echoing through the room. You cried out, gasping as your back arching from the sting, skin blooming with heat where his palm landed.
âSay it.â
âIâm a slut,â you whispered, eyes shutting tight.
He didnât move right away. Just sat beneath you, cock still buried deep, like a man in complete control. Then he leaned in, face close, his lips brushing your ear. âWhat?â he murmured. âLouder.â
You hesitated, swallowing the shame thick in your throat.
âIââ your voice caught, but his grip on your waist tightened, and he gave one slow, grinding thrust up into you that made your stomach clench and your throat tighten.
âDonât make me ask again,â he said, each word coiled with threat.
âI��m a slut,â you said louder this time, voice shaking.
He chuckled, he brought both hands down hard on your ass, your body jolting forward instinctively. âNow ride it, bitch,â he said flatly.
He laid back, arms folding behind his head, eyes locked on you. You sobbed softly, body trembling, tears dripping from your chin. Your legs felt like they were giving out beneath you, but you moved, slowly, awkwardly, lifting your hips and sinking back down onto his cock. You whimpered from the stretch, your body clenching in protest.
It wasnât pleasure anymore. Not really.
Your slick had dried, leaving just the raw friction of swollen flesh and too much use. Each downward push made you flinch, made your breath hitch. But you moved anyway, grinding your hips weakly, trying to obey.
âWhy are you crying?â Sunghoon muttered.
You couldnât answer. You couldnât even look at him. You kept your eyes down, throat tight, lips trembling as more tears rolled down your cheeks.
âAfter everything you did, youâve got the fucking audacity to cry?â
You flinched, but kept moving, trying to hold yourself up as your knees wobbled.
âI make you cumâagainâeven after what you did, and this is what I get?â he sneered. âYou ride me so fucking ugly. Limp, clumsy, pathetic."
You blinked through your tears, heart sinking deeper into your chest.
âThis is how you repay me?â he continued. âSlutting around behind my back, then giving me this?â His hands gripped your waist, fingers digging into sore flesh
You gasped, hands trembling where they braced against his chest.
âIf youâre so sorry,â Sunghoon said flatly, âthen show it. Stop running your filthy mouth. Itâs disgusting.â
He clicked his tongue in annoyance. âOff,â he ordered. âThis is getting fucking boring.â
Your breath caught, but you obeyed. Your legs shook as you slowly lifted yourself off of him, wincing from the rawness and the ache. You wiped your tears with the back of your hand, swallowing hard, trying to steady your breath.
Sunghoon stepped off the bed, ignoring you entirely as he grabbed his vape from the nightstand. He took a long drag, smoke curled around his lips as he exhaled, head tilted slightly, eyes locked on you.
You stared at him, uncertain. His gaze didnât soften, the moment your eyes met his, your stomach turned. That lookâcold, disgusted, fully aware of your every weaknessâmade your skin crawl. You instinctively tried to cover your body with your arms, shrinking under the weight of it all.
âWhat are you doing?â he asked. âKneel.â
You hesitated.
âKneel,â he repeated, slower, deadlier.
You dropped to your knees, the floor cool against your skin. Your palms settled on your thighs, head lowered, trying not to cry again.
He took another drag before stepping closer, towering over you. "You know what to do. Hmm?"
You nodded faintly, lips already parting as instinct took over. You leaned forward, pressing your mouth to the tip of his cock, licking slowly around the head, soft, tentative, almost apologetic.
Above you, Sunghoon sighed, his head tilting back slightly, mouth parting. His hand slid into your hair, fingers tangling at the roots. His hips rolled forward without warning, forcing more of him past your lips.
You choked softly but didnât stop. You pressed your tongue along the underside, taking him deeper, your jaw stretching. Your eyes fluttered shut, tears slipping again.
You heard him breathe out again, pleased but quiet, watching the way you submittedâhow your cheeks hollowed, how spit clung to your lips and chin.
âDeeper,â he muttered. âDonât make me do all the work.â
You moved, slow but desperate to please, sucking him in until your lips touched the base, your nose brushing his skin. Your throat tightened, gagging softly, but you held him there, swallowing around him. Your hands instinctively gripped his thighs, nails pressing into the skin as you tried to steady yourself through the strain in your jaw and the tightness in your throat.
âKeep your hands off me.â
Sunghoonâs voice cut through. You froze, then slowly let your hands fall, resting them on your own thighs instead. The position made you feel even smaller, more exposed. Forced to hold yourself steady without any support, you sank deeper into the reality of what this was.
He didnât look down at you with affection. There was no care in his touch, no softness in his grip. He simply pushed your head forward again, guiding you down until you were swallowing him whole.
Even with the heat in your cheeks, even as tears lined your lashes and your chest tightened with shame, you felt the ache between your legs.
The growing slickness, the way your pussy clenching with each shallow breath you took.
You hated how the humiliation bled into arousal, how the sting of his words and the weight of his control made your body want.
You sucked him deeper, every wet glide of your tongue along the underside of his shaft made your own thighs press together. Your slick coated your folds.
Sunghoonâs fingers tightened in your hair again, holding your head still as he began to thrust slowly into your mouth, using you at his pace.
âAhhâfuck,â he hissed through clenched teeth, head falling back as the pleasure surged low in his gut. His stomach tightened, breath ragged. He bit down on his bottom lip, then forced his gaze back down.
There you wereâeyes wide, teary, locked on him.
Your lips stretched around his cock, spit dripping down your chin, but your gaze didnât falter. Those wide, innocent eyes. That soft expression. The contradiction of it all. His thighs tensed, another shaky breath escaping himâhalf sigh, half moan.
God, you looked perfect.
Too perfect.
Perfect in a way that made his chest ache. You were beautifulâpainfully so. Beautiful in your face, your mouth, your movements. Beautiful in how you took him, how your tongue still moved even when your jaw had to hurt, how you kept trying to please him no matter how much you were falling apart.
It infuriated him.
You were so beautiful, it made him angry.
Sunghoon took a long drag from his vape, chest rising slowly as the heat burned in his lungs. The smoke curled in his throat while his other hand tightened in your hair, and he began to move faster.
Your whines were muffled around his cock as you struggled to take him, the slick, wet gagging sounds filling the room. He exhaled the smoke in a slow stream, the haze rising as his head fell back, a groan tearing from his chest.
The pleasure was overwhelming. Your mouth, your heat, the way your throat tightened around himâit all crashed into him at once. Every sound you made echoed through his body, feeding every lust on his brainstream.
His muscles tensed, jaw clenched, hips grinding forward again and again, chasing that high while watching you choke on him.
Painfully perfect.
Sunghoon took a drag from his vape again, his other hand gripped the back of your head, and without warning, he pushed you down until your nose pressed to his skin.
His hips stilled. He let out a long, guttural moan as he came, the pleasure crashing through him in heavy waves. Warmth spilled into your throat, his breath caught in his chest, and the smoke slipped out around his lips before it ever reached his lungsâlost in the force of the moment.
His stomach flexed, fingers tightening in your hair as he held you there, making sure you swallowed everything.
âFuck,â he groaned, eyes half-lidded, chest heaving.
The room fell quiet for a moment, just the sound of his breath, the faint hiss of the vape in his hand, and your muffled gasp as he finally let you go.
You pulled back slowly, coughing once, spit trailing from your lips as you caught your breath, face flushed and soaked, lips swollen from use.
Sunghoon looked down at youâstill high off the orgasm, but his gaze already sharpening again. âOn the bed,â he said. âLay on your back. Spread your legs.â
You hesitated for a moment, throat dry. Slowly, you stood, legs trembling beneath you. Your mouth opened as your voice cracked out. âL-LoveâŚâ
His expression shifted instantly. The glare he gave you made your breath catch, your body stiffen. âWho said you could talk?â he snapped. âI gave you an order. Lay down. Donât make me repeat myself.â
You swallowed hard, heart thudding in your chest. The word stayed frozen on your tongue as you climbed onto the bed. You lay back slowly, your hands slid to your thighs, hesitating again until you saw him watching.
Without another word, you parted your legs, exposing yourself fully, the slick between your thighs sticking to your skin, making everything feel vulnerable.
Sunghoon stared down at you, his thoughts turned over themselves again, looping in quiet intensity.
You were pathetic. And somehow, you were the most beautiful thing heâd ever laid eyes on. That contradiction burned in him. You had the perfect face for submission. The perfect body for ruin. The perfect pussy.
Sunghoon climbed onto the bed slowly, knees sinking into the mattress as he settled between your legs. His eyes never left your face, watching every twitch, every breath. You gasped softly as his hands reached for you, fingers sliding along the inside of your thighs before spreading you wider with both hands.
His thumbs parted you carefully, deliberately, exposing the soft pink flesh that throbbed under his gaze.
Your chest rose and fell with short, anxious breaths. Heat flushed across your skin as his eyes moved lower, tracking every inch of you. He leaned in slightly, his breath ghosting over your slick entrance, close enough to make you twitch.
âMine,â Sunghoon growled, the word thick with possession.
You moaned at just the sound of itâyour body reacting before he even touched you.
His mouth found you, tongue dragged along your folds, swirling over your labia with deliberate pressure. The heat of his mouth, the wet glide of his tongueâit sent a pulse straight through your core. Your hips jerked upward, instinctive, desperate for more.
"'Hoonie!"
His nose pressed against your clit as he pushed his face deeper into you, letting your thighs squeeze around his head. The rough drag of his tongue, the way he flicked it just beneath your clit before flattening it againâit made your eyes roll back, a breathless cry tumbling from your lips.
Sunghoonâs hands slid up your body, settling on either side of your breasts. He kneaded them with slow, heavy pressure, watching you from beneath his lashes, eyes half-lidded.
He flicked his tongue faster, lips locking around your clit, sucking it once. Then his fingers found your nipples, pinching them lightly between his thumbs and forefingers. Your back arched instantly, the sudden stimulation shooting straight through your chest.
You cried out, overwhelmed, hips grinding against his mouth, trying to chase more of that friction. His grip tightened.
He moaned low into your pussy, the vibration making your whole body jolt, heat surging across your skin as your walls fluttered in response.
You almost believed for a second that the Sunghoon you knew had returned.
It was the way he pressed soft kisses to your inner thigh after you came, the way his hands shifted you from position to position with steady control, the way he fucked you so deep and slow that your vision blurred. You saw stars. Again. And again.
But it wasnât the same.
The Sunghoon you remembered didnât talk like this. Didnât whisper filth into your ear with each thrust. Didnât slap your ass raw or choke you until your moans turned to broken gasps.
Still, you took it. You let him. Because deep down, you knew that you deserved it.
âAhhâs-stop, p-pleaseâŚâ
Youâd lost count of how many times youâd come, how many times heâd flipped you over, dragged you back, split you open on his cock without pause.
Maybe it was the frustration in him. Maybe it was the shame in your eyes. Maybe he liked how breakable you looked under him, how pliant your body had become, how you still clung to him with every breath. Something about that flipped a switch in him. Whatever restraint he had was long gone now.
And once that restraint broke, he discovered things.
He saw it clearly.
You were a slut in the most literal sense, a body that didnât know when to stop. A mouth that begged him to slow down while your pussy clenched tighter the rougher he fucked you. You kept saying you needed a break, that it was too much but you bounced harder on his cock every time he called you a liar.
And he was learning fast. The more he overstimulated you, the more honest you became.
The shame turned into hunger. The cries turned into moans. And your begging⌠it was starting to sound less like desperation.
âMore⌠moreâplease, g-give me⌠nghh, more!â
Sunghoon kept his forehead pressed to your shoulder as he drove into you from behind. His hips snapped against your ass, each thrust deeper than the last, his chest slick with sweat against your back.
He bit his lip hard, eyes dropping to watch your body unravel. Your head lolled forward, hair damp and clinging to your neck, mouth falling open with every jolt of his cock hitting deep.
He gritted his teeth, groaning low as your pussy clamped down hard around him, spasming again.
He didnât miss the way your moans kept risingâlouder, sloppierâyour voice barely forming real words anymore, just needy sounds spilling from your throat.
Your whole body was trembling, overstimulated past reason. He hadnât even touched your clit, and yet you came again, your walls fluttering around him as your ass rocked back into his hips, trying to keep him inside just a little longer, trying to stretch the pleasure further. Your mind was so far gone, he almost wondered if you even knew where you were.
High, like on him. On the way his cock punished you. The way he filled you over and over until you didnât care what you looked like, what you sounded like, or how broken you were getting.
âMore! More!â you squealed again, the pitch cracked.
Sunghoon clicked his tongue, his arm came up fast, locking around your neck, bicep flexed tight across your throat as he pulled you back into him.
You gasped, then moaned louder despite the pressure. Your hands shot up to his arm, nails digging into the muscle, but you didnât try to stop him.
âShut the fuck up,â he growled into your ear, hips pounding forward even harder. His cock dragged along that sensitive spot inside you with cruel precision, over and over again, and you squeezed him so tight he nearly saw white.
âFucking hell,â he moaned through gritted teeth. âYouâre gonna milk me dry like this.â
You whimpered something, eyes rolling again, mouth slack, tears mixing with sweat down your cheeks.
Sunghoon realized he could keep going for hours, and youâd never stop asking for more.
âGonna cum, g-gonna cum!â
Sunghoonâs arms locked around you tighter, dragging your body down as he shifted his weight over you, pressing your chest into the mattress. His full weight settled on top of you, forcing your legs wider, holding you down. Your breath hitched. Vision blurred. The pressure in your core spiked as your stomach tensed, nerves screaming from the inside out.
And then it hit.
The orgasm ripped through you, your back arched beneath him, toes curling, fingers clawing at the sheets. You tried to scream, tried to say somethingâbut your lungs wouldnât cooperate. The air caught somewhere between your ribs and your throat. Every nerve in your body burned.
Your pussy clenched so tightly around him, it was unbearable. He didnât stop.
âAhhhâfuck!â
A rush of liquid spilled out of you, your body jerking, forcing his cock to slip halfway free. But Sunghoon growled under his breath and drove back in, ignoring how your walls convulsed violently around him, squeezing him too hard to be comfortable.
You tapped his arm, again, again, frantic, but he didnât slow.
He kept thrusting, rough and deep, chasing his own high. His moans got louder, breath ragged against the back of your neck, hips slamming into you with a rhythm that felt merciless.
Drool slipped from your parted lips, dripping to the sheets beneath you as your body went limp beneath him. You tried to form words, to beg, but your voice came out broken, slurred.
âH-hurtâŚâ
Sunghoon paused only for a second, but then he pulled out halfway, slammed back in, grabbing your hips and lifting them higher, changing the angle. His thrusts became faster, more direct, the sound of skin meeting skin echoing through the room.
You gasped, eyes wide and unfocused, body jerking with every motion. Your body trembled under him, your legs shook, unable to hold form, collapsing slightly with each heavy snap of his hips.
Sunghoon gripped your waist harder, knuckles pale, holding you steady as he fucked deeper.
âIâm gonna fill you up,â he moaned. âGonna fuck you so full you wonât even remember their names.â
Your eyes rolled back, vision going white at the edges. The ringing in your ears drowned out everything but the heavy beat of your pulse.
Until you felt the sharp grunt against your skin. The way his cock throbbed as warmth spilled inside you. His whole body trembled, every muscle locked tight. His grip on your throat and waist tightened with that final release, pouring everything into youârage, frustration, needâall of it buried inside you.
You swore you almost blacked out.
Your body went limp the second he let go of your neck. His cock slipped out of you, overstimulated and leaking, and without warning, he flipped you onto your back. You landed against the mattress roughly, arms falling openâone near your head, the other across your stomach, completely drained.
Your skin was pale, cold in some places, burning in others. Your chest rose and fell in shaky, uneven breaths. Eyes unfocused and drifting.
Sunghoon stood over you, chest heaving, his body shining with sweat. The bedsheet beneath you was soaked between the sweat, the slick, the mess of it all, everything was drenched.
He ran a hand through his hair, exhaling sharply, jaw tight. His eyes dropped to your pussy still twitching, so red, his cum starting to leak out, pooling beneath you.
Still riding the edge of his rage, he leaned forward and spat right onto your stomach. The wet splatter hit your skin, sliding down over the curve of your hip.
A single tear slipped from the corner of your eye, but you didnât flinch. You just laid there, still and open, chest rising in shallow, erratic breaths.
Sunghoon stepped back, reaching for his vape, fingers trembling slightly. He took a long drag, turning away as smoke filled his lungs. His jaw stayed clenched, shoulders tight as he tried to center himself.
âN-need⌠m-more cockâŚâ
He froze. Slowly, he turned, eyes narrowing.
You hadnât moved. Still flat on your back, limbs slack, eyes unfocused. But the tears kept coming, streaming quietly down the sides of your face. Your lips were curved into a strange, hazy smile.
âWant⌠moreâŚâ you breathed.
Without thinking, Sunghoon moved back to you. His vape clattered onto the nightstand as he dropped to the bed, hands gripping your waist. He pulled you into him, cradling your body, his chest pressing to yours. His arms wrapped around you tightly.
You kept whispering soft, broken words that made no sense. Repeating yourself and pleading.
Your body twitched slightly, your hips shifting even now, instinctively seeking more.
Sunghoon just held you tighter, burying his face into your neck and breathing in your scent, grounding himself in your warmth and in the truth of what you were.
#THAT WAS SO HOT TF#i would never cheat on hoon#but i definitely deserved it#I'LL JUST TAKE IT TOO#enhypen smut#enhypen angst
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OMG HE LOOKS SO GOOOOOOD đŤđŤ I CANT WITH HIS FINE ASS

Bang Chan 241225 SBS ę°ěëě MOUNTAINS
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I AM NOT SURVIVINGđŤđŤ
Changbeef đŤśđŞ
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WONWOO @ 2024 Lollapalooza Berlin Rehearsals
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such a cutie potatoeeee đĽš
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cuteeeeâ¨
thinking about non-sexual intimacy with skz. chan draping your body on top of his because he likes to feel the pressure of your weight on him as a physical reminder of your presence. minho holding your hand to his cheek while you watch movies together, and you can feel his skin heat up under your palm. changbin nuzzling his face into your stomach whenever he gets the chance, going at it harder when you laugh from how it tickles. hyunjin having his hands buried into your hair all the time twirling and braiding random strands together absentmindedly. jisung resting his chin on your neck, shoulder, thigh, wherever is most convenient for him. felix tangling your fingers together at all moments like he would die without touching you all the time. seungmin pressing kisses into your skin whenever he passes by you, no matter what you're doing. jeongin moving your arms around his waist for a hug because he doesn't like to ask for it, he'll take it for himself.
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IâM DEAD⌠IâM ALIVE BUT IâM DEADđŠ


the scratches on his chest and back , he thinks im mentally well enough đ
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i love them smđđ
Random BF Ateez texts I
this is just silly stupid little crack texts, none of it depicts my view on ateez. this is purely a work of fiction. Iâll be continuing the invisible ask game tomorrow during my chemo treatment<3

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i canât believe that there is people really hating the boycott, like we have to take action, how can you decide to do nothing when they are giving you solutions that doesnât even involve physical action⌠i canât believe there is so much people suffering, children being killed and you DECIDE to do nothing because itâs uncomfortable⌠if this is challenging, imagine being a kid in Palestine, imagine being displaced and bombed every day⌠they are losing views but PALESTINIANS ARE LOSING THEIR LIVES, wtf is wrong with people, how can you ignore what is happening
please take a few minutes to read and share this statement that a palestinian stay gave to a user on twitter about the collab.
#EL PUEBLO PALESTINO VIVE#boycott#FROM THE RIVER TO THE SEA#ALL EYES ON RAFAH#ALL EYES IN PALESTINE#EL PUEBLO UNIDO JAMĂS SERĂ VENCIDO#EVERYONE IS WATCHING#boycott for palestine
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BANG CHAN ⥠DISTRICT 9 SKZ'S MAGIC SCHOOL DAY 1 (240329) | Š ë°Šě°Źí´
#WAAAAA#I CANT GET OVER THIS PERFORMANCEEE#HE LOOKS SOOO GOODD#WE NEED A RAISE FOR THE PERSON RESPONSIBLE#THEY GONNA HAVE TO PAY FOR MY THERAPY TOO
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CHOSOOOOOđ
it also immediately comes to my mind skz mister seo changbinđŤ , what a manâŚ
Thinking about...
Big strong submissive men who manhandles you effortlessly and pounds you so rough and mercilessly because they think they can't fuck you good enough so they end up going overboard with it, picking you up from the bed with big strong arms and placing you right on their cock while gripping onto the fat of your ass, rutting his hips up into you fast and recklessly while whimpering and breathing heavily beneath you. His fat cock stretching your tight pussy walls around him as he's stabbing every inch of his cock deeper and deeper inside of your tight little cunny.
"Ngh- uhh fuckk mommy a-am I doing a good job??, am I making you fe-feel good??" he cries out, voice cracking as he's whimpering below you, not knowing that your pretty much fucked too dumb and good to even give him a response. But Aww it's not his fault, he just wants to make his mommy feel good and praise him, that's all :(((.
Yuuta, Armin, Toge, Choso, Zenitsu, Yuuji, Kirishima.
#chosoooo#seo changbin mi hombre#kamo choso#jjk#kamo choso hard thoughts#đ§đ˝ââď¸đ§đ˝ââď¸đ§đ˝ââď¸#skz hard thoughts#strong submissive menđ¤đ˝
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Imagine youâre going down on Toge and heâs writhing and moaning. He so badly wishes he could say the words that come to his mind but thanks to his curse technique, he canât.
But youâre sucking him off so fucking good that he literally canât contain the noises heâs making as his fingers dig into the sheets and pull them till they threaten to rip.
Then, by pure accident just as heâs about to come, he utters out âstopâ when he really meant to say âdonât stopâ
Naturally, thanks to his technique, you stop. Pulling off him completely with wide eyes and an innocent look on your face. Toge is pissed, not at you but at himself because dammit he just edged himself by accident.
Iâve been giggling for the last 15 minutes over this thought.
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I canât believe Iâm having baby fever thanks to thisđ
Dad SKZ!Fake Texts - Christmas Themed Texts đ
Rating: Fluffy with some suggestive bits (Husband Skz)
Warnings: Mentions of speeding in Binnie's texts (Please do not do this, drive safely), Jisung and Jeongin are suggestive for a second, It's just plain fluff besides that.
A/N: Some of these are more Christmas themed than others. I honestly have just been itching to try writing some Dad!Skz content.
Merry Christmas to those who celebrate!
â¨ď¸Masterlistâ¨ď¸
Bang Chan


Lee Know/ Minho


Changbin


Hyunjin


Han Jisung


Felix


Seungmin


Jeongin


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âď¸ăťchoso being too loud â¸â¸ăť
choso doesn't understand why he should be quiet when he's sleeping over at your parents house.
"baby, please shh." you try to tell him as the end of sentence turns into a moan. he has you in a weird position. you tried to tell him no, but choso is too needy and he got his way. that's why you're on your side while choso pumps his cock inside of you. your back starts to cramp because he insisted on sucking your titties while he fucks you. choso is too selfish, only caring about himself. and he's whiny too. his moans turn from needy whines to slutty moans. he's not trying to hide them, you love them, you've said it yourself.
"my parents will hear you." you tell him, wanting to slap your hand over his mouth.
"let them hear," he says, continuing fucking his cock into your womb, "let them hear how much we love each other."
oh no, you have so much to explain to him.
"no, they can't." you jump off his dick, making him whine. it doesn't take long for you to sit down on him, sliding his cock with your entrance.
"this way it's better, i have you under control." your hand clamps over his mouth as you start riding his cock. he's pouting at you, not liking the way you shut with up.
"oh, come on my little baby. let me milk that cock and tomorrow you can scream as loud as you can when we're finally home."
#choso mi hombređ§đ˝ââď¸#jujutsu kaisen smut#jjk x reader#jujutsu kaisen x reader#choso kamo x you#choso kamo smut
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imagining. choso. is. doing. things. to. me. đŤ.
đđĄđ¨đŹđ¨; đŠđŽđŹđŹđ˛ đđŤđŽđ§đ¤
đđ¤ đŚđ˘đ§đ˘ đđđĽđđđŤđđđ˘đ¨đ§
đ°đđŤđ§đ˘đ§đ đŹ: pussy drunk!choso, creampie/fucking his cum into you, overstimulation, mating press, light dacryphilia, choso has a size kink, heavy praise, some cervix fucking
đŤđđŞđŽđđŹđđđ đđ˛ đđ§đ¨đ§: choso (sweet but rough, whiny and talkative) + wrapping his arms around readerâs back, cradling her head and body to his during cowgirl/mating press, saying how sheâs so good to him đĽšđĽšđĽš pls and thank u oreo <333

Harshly rutting his hips. âFuck, fuck fuck! Gonna fill your sweet lil sensitive cunt up, nâ keep going. You feel too good clenchinâ me like that!â Groaning squeezing your thighs. âCanât get ânough of ya.â Firmly pinning a mating press. Obsessive admiring your sloppy, squelching cunt.
Choose admires how swollen your clit is from his relentlessly sucking. âNng beautiful âm gettinâ so close, your sloppy little cunt âs makinâ be feel toooogoooood. Can't stop watching, itâs mezmorising how your tiny cunt stretches for me.â Heâs getting off on the color of your puffy lips, and how your sloppy tight cunt looks stretching to take every throbbing thick inch of his cock.
âI can fuck her harder can't I?â Fucking you harder, faster, his abs clenching, heâs fucking you harder than he should. Bruising your cervix, ânnn fuck I'm so deep, I can feel your cervix with my cock head! Fuck I knew you were made for me, we fit perfectly together.â Your beautiful eyes watering up, your perfect lips dropping in an o making his cock twitch.
âI wanna fuck you mindless till you can't walk and you need me to carry you.â He loves having you vulnerable like this, feeling so big and powerful in comparison to your short body folded beneath him unable to do so much as wiggle assy from his rough thrusts.
Hot thick cum gushing into your clenching cunt. âNnngplessemamafuck! Youfeelsofuckinâgood!â Keep his throbbing cock in you, trembling loosening his hold on your thighs. Sliding his large hands along your soft skin, sinking his thick fingers into your hipsâ squishy crease.
Planting your feet gliding your cunt on his sensitive cock. Trembling, hunching over, eyes rolling back. Your hot, tight cum-filled cunt overstimulating. Unable to keep playing with your clit doing everything he can't not to forget everything but your tight cunt.
Burying his face into your neck, he glides his thick fingers along your hips. Steadily pumping his hip, whining in your ear, âToo wet, too tight, nnn so fucking beautiful nâ perfect.â Roughly fucking your sensitive little cunt faster. His tight grip on your hips keeps you from hitting your head.
Unable to think of anything else but you soft, squishy, warm and beautiful. âYouâre everything I need Princess.â Wrapping your legs around his waist. Slipping your finger into Chosoâs soft dark shaggy hair. Scratching his pale back side.
Gently cradling your head, passionately kissing you, pushing his tongue past your lips. Whining into the kiss, he groans fucking you hard till your loudly moaning into his rough, needy kiss.
Oreoâs m.list
Toji; edging
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