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#dividers by cursed carmine

joonie-joon

OnlyFans Amateur

Pairing: OnlyFans Creator/Roommate NamjoonXFem!Reader

Genera: Smut

Summary: You find out your roommate Namjoon is an OnlyFans creator and had a collab fall through. He is worried about making rent on time and asks you to be in a video with him to help him make his deadline. Before you make your decision, you do your own research.

Preview: “Did you like what you watched?” He persisted, taking another sip of his drink.

“I uh, didn’t watch anything. I just scrolled really.” You lied very unconvincingly.

“You know, these walls are very thin.” He explained, using his finger to tap against the eggshell white paint of the kitchen. “Any little sound, or buzzing noise, can be heard very well. So let’s try answering that question again.”

Content Warning: 18+ NSFW. NO MINORS. Service Dom! Namjoon. Sub! Reader. Reader is kind of annoying and pushy in the beginning for the plot sorry. Masturbation (f). Mention of watching porn w description of m/m videos (bisexual Namjoon), solo videos, and m/f videos. Talk about porn/sex. Nipple play. Dry humping. Oral sex. (M and f receiving) Fingering. Major overstimulation. Multiple orgasm. Pussy worship. Use of sex toys. Squirting. P in V. Dirty talk. Use of pet names like: baby, good girl. Praise. Birth control is implied idk.

Tag list: @woohwachaos @mintyunho @nowornevermarie @dayho3 @hoofymalone @auxiny @daeteez @b-tangkitten

koozipz

Pussy drunk JK

18+ mdni

You’re still twitching when he pulls out, cock shiny and heavy, and the second he sees the way your cunt gapes and drips he whines.

“Nooo… don’t close up,” he breathes, voice high and cracked.

He pushes your thighs open harder, almost frantic, and shoves his face back in like he’s been denied for days.

“Gimme—fuck, gimme it. Still so wet, still so fucking open—”

He’s loud about it. Wet, sloppy, desperate sounds. He doesn’t lick clean. He devours. Tongue flat and greedy, dragging through every drop, then shoving deep so his nose is crushed against your clit.

He grunts into you, low and animal, hips twitching against the mattress like he can’t help it.

“Mmmh— ngh— tastes so fucking good, baby… can’t stop—”

You’re already moaning, open-mouthed and shameless, and it only makes him worse.

“Oh my god— Jungkook— fuck— right there, don’t stop, don’t you fucking stop—”

He answers with a broken little sound, almost a sob, and starts fucking his tongue into you properly. Messy. Loud. Spit and slick everywhere.

He’s not neat about it. He’s starving. Every time you clench he groans like it hurts, like the squeeze of your pussy is too good and he needs more of it now.

“Talk to me,” he begs against your cunt, voice wrecked and whiny. “Tell me how it feels. Tell me you like it when I’m like this—”

“I do— ah— fuck, I love it, you sound so desperate, you’re so fucking messy, Jungkook—” Your voice cracks on a moan when he seals his mouth over your clit and sucks. “Yes— yes, just like that, eat it, baby, eat it—”

He does. Messier. Hungrier. Two fingers shove in without warning, curling hard, and he starts finger-fucking you while he tongues your clit, wet sounds so filthy it’s almost embarrassing.

His other hand is gripping your thigh so tight his fingers dig in, holding you open like he’s scared you’ll take it away.

“So good— ngh— so fucking good, can’t think, can’t stop—” He’s panting into you between every lick, every filthy suck.

“Gonna stay here all night. Gonna keep you dripping so I can keep tasting it. My pussy. Mine to ruin. Mine to get drunk on—”

You’re louder now, almost sobbing with it.

“Fuck— Jungkook— I’m gonna come, I’m gonna come on your tongue, don’t stop, please don’t stop—”

He whines at the please, high and needy, and doubles down. Tongue, fingers, lips, all of it. Sloppy. Greedy. Completely gone.

When you finally break, thighs shaking around his head, he doesn’t pull away.

He keeps going through it, moaning into your orgasm like it’s the best thing he’s ever tasted, like he needs every pulse of it.

Only when you’re oversensitive and gasping does he finally lift his head.

His mouth is destroyed. Chin shiny. Lips swollen. Eyes glassy and dark.

He looks up at you like he’s high.

“More,” he whispers, already crawling up your body, cock heavy and leaking against your thigh.

“Please. One more.”

yeskookii

Holy shit

s-halazia

Treat Her Right - CSN

San x Reader

Contents: smut, mentions of past sexual issues with an ex, oral (fem. receiving), fingering, heavy praise, may or may not be super self indulgent

San’s thumb ran along the line of your panties.

“Tell me if you need to stop.” San said looking up at you with soft loving eyes. He understood your apprehension. He had heard the stories of how your ex would shame you for certain things, especially surrounding sex. He knew it left lasting scars, and San being the amazing boyfriend he was, was determined to help you heal.

When it comes to oral sex, you had an issue. Your ex had made you feel like pleasuring you was a chore, and a disgusting one at that. He always said you tasted weird and that he hated doing it. San, however, was the complete opposite.

yunologist

Stress Relief

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Synopsis: You couldn’t resist your boyfriend this morning, even when he was still asleep.

Pairing: Kim Hongjoong x F!reader

Warnings: somnophilia, handjob, deepthroating, face fucking, pet names, dom/sub dynamic, praise, spit as lube, yes they definitely have morning breath but just imagine they don’t, not proofread.

Word count: 1.5k

a/n: Those pics of joong are just so nghh nghghh. Anyways I wrote this fic in one sitting and it was supposed to be subjoong but ig I changed my mind halfway??? Idk I think I blacked out writing this. I might disappear for a while because I'm working on a request and I have to write actual essays in order to get into college. sigh.

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The sun beamed its rays into your bedroom like it was indifferent to your sleep, rudely interrupting the dream you were having. You squeezed your eyelids together in protest; it was too late, though; your brain was awake, and there was no chance of you going back to sleep. Unfortunately, you opened your eyes, adjusting to the bright light radiating in the room and raising your body up to stretch your arms backwards.

You take a glance to your right and now wish to thank the entity in the sky for waking you up to the sight of your boyfriend, Hongjoong, laid out beside you on the bed. Surprisingly still asleep.

He had on his usual sleep pants, ones that sat low on his hips even when he was lying down, and an oversized shirt that hid most of his figure. He was on his back; one arm was bent over his head, and the other was stretched over towards your side of the bed. You must've separated from him when you were cuddling last night. Hongjoong looked so peaceful, so pretty — and the rays highlighted his features even more. The peace that he sported in his sleep was only a facade; you knew that even when he was unconscious, Hongjoong was probably still thinking a mile a minute.

He was working a lot, a lot more than usual. There was so much pressure on him, though most of it was self-imposed. Hongjoong ran himself to the ground this week, which is why when he got home late last night, he crawled into bed without saying a word and held you tight in his arms; you were one of the few things that grounded him in his hectic life.

You did the best you could to help your boyfriend out: you'd stop by the studio with food for him, urge him to take as many off days as he possibly could, and being someone he could talk to when he was feeling down. It was the least you could do, Hongjoong was a great partner and met all of your needs as well.

Lately though, the two of you haven't had time to have sex. It wasn't a huge deal, but you did miss the feeling of Hongjoongs skin against yours and the intimacy of it all. In the midst of your reminiscing, you felt heat build up in your body as you realized how much you wanted your boyfriend right now.

There were many mornings where you were woken up to Hongjoong in between your legs, where he'd murmur “Mornin' sweet girl.” before latching on to your pussy and eating you out until you came multiple times. But you never had the chance to return the favor: he'd either already be awake and out of the house or he'd look so tired that you couldn't bear to wake him up. Today though, was the day that'd change.

You were quite hesitant at first, not sure where to begin. Hongjoong was also a notorious light sleeper, so you didn't want to wake him up immediately.

Starting slow, you brushed his left nipple that was already perked up under his shirt. He jolted, but didn't make any other movement. Good, this meant that he was still tired enough to sleep through at least some of your menstruations. With this in mind, you continued to place light touches one his body, hands splaying over the hard ridges of his muscles. Small groans came deep from Hongjoongs throat that only furthered your desire, fuck he sounded so good already. You loved when he was vocal with you, fortunately he was even made cute noises in his sleep.

You adjusted your position for better access until you were on top of him, your knees planted on either side of his hips. When you looked down, you noticed that he was almost fully hard. Not wanting to wait any longer, you gently pulled his pants and briefs down to

One hand took a steady grip on his cock. You look up to gauge Hongjoongs reaction; his eyes were twitching and brows were quirked up. It was almost like he thought he was dreaming this, the thought made you giggle. You then started to stroke up and down, almost lazily, like you had all the time in the world. And like always, Hongjoong was already leaking so much precum, but you needed more slick. You opted to spit into your hand and bring it back to his dick, adding more pressure this time.

That's when Hongjoong stirred, his hips bucking up into your closed fist. You knew he'd fully wake up any second now, might as well go all out. You added your free and in, rotating your wrists in opposite directions and giving extra attention to his tip.

Hongjoong shot up immediately, eyes barely open “Ngh- ah-..baby-”

“Relax Joong, just lay back down." You laughed through your sentence, he always gets so startled when he gets woken up. The pleasure he was feeling probably added to his flustered state.

Despite your reassurance, he was doing everything but relaxing. His abs were flexing and his breathing became labored as he stared down at you. “Feels good.."

“Yeah?”

“Yeah..want your mouth though.”

Hongjoong was always selfish when it came to you, he loved every part of you so he couldn't help wanting more.

“So greedy.” you muse before complying a few seconds after, sliding further down his thighs until you were able to lean down and be face to face with his cock. You're not sure what came over you, you were just so worked up and you also knew that doing this would drive Hongjoong crazy; so you nuzzled against his dick, and slapped it on your cheek a few times while looking up him.

And just like you thought, he twitched in your hand.

Hongjoong looked at you in half surprise and half arousal. “Shit, that was hot. Put it in your mouth baby.” Geez, he was always in a rush no matter what.

You weren't in the mood for teasing today, especially when you were the one who started it, so you gave his shaft one long lick from top to bottom before taking about half of his length in your mouth. Hongjoong's reaction was instant, he held up the top half of his weight with his elbow while the other went to grip your hair; but he didn't push down, not just yet.

“Mmm..love the way that mouth feels.”

That made you remember your own neglected heat as your hole clenched around nothing, but you chose to ignore it, Hongjoong would definitely take care of it later. Instead, you focused on taking more of him in your mouth, going further down until your nose made contact with the tuft of pubic hair at the base. You held for as long as you could, humming and gagging around his cock, before lifting your head again for air. You continued this pattern for a few minutes, earning moans and praises from Hongjoong.

He was getting close, you could tell. But you wanted more, so you stopped what you were doing and looked up at him with pleading eyes, Hongjoong knew what you wanted.

He was in disbelief, how does he even deserve you? He didn't waste any time though, gripping your hair harder and pushing your head down on his cock. “Fuck, take it. Just like that.”

You couldn't talk if you wanted to. He'd pushed your head back down to the base, holding you there while he thrust up into your throat and it spasmed around him. Your spit and tears were falling down your face and on to his abdomen, what a messy way to start your morning.

“M' close, you’re gonna swallow everything, okay?" He lifted your head off of him for a split second and forced you to look him in the eyes. This wasn't a rhetorical question, he wanted you to answer.

Still catching your breath, all you could do was gasp out a quick “Yes.”

“Yes what?” Oh, he was in that type of mood today.

“Yes sir.”

He gave you a smirk and leaned forward to place quick kiss on your forhead.

“Good girl.” And just like that, you were choking on his dick again. He set a rough pace, taking what he needed from you without much regard to your throat. You didn't care though, it only made you wet your panties even more.

Hongjoong only lasted a few more seconds before spilling into your mouth, moaning your name loud and throwing his head back. He held your head so you could take every drop, and then lifted you off when he started to become too overstimulated.

Without saying a word, Hongjoong yanked you towards his lips and kissed you deep, tasting himself on your tongue and groaning into your mouth. He was controlling your every move, shifting your head to get a better angle. After a while, he finally stopped and smiled at you.

“Thank you baby, really needed that.”

You gave him a dopey smile back “No problem Joongie, I just wanted to give you a little stress relief.”

You raised yourself up and were about to get out of the bed so you could at least freshen up, but you felt Hongjoongs hand clutch your wrist and pull you back down. He was on top of you now, looking at you like your were prey.

“Where do you think you're going?”

©yunologist

jksarchives

TERRIBLE TWOS

Dealing with tantrums, especially at the grocery shop, isn’t something Jungkook wants to deal with, ever. Yet here he is.

➪ PAIRING; jungkook x reader

➪ GENRE; fluff

➪ TAGS; established relationship, girl dad jk, fluff, dealing with toddler tantrum, jk is highkey stressed

➪ WORDCOUNT; 1.6k

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Jungkook was no stranger to tantrums. Life with a toddler came with its fair share of screaming, tears and dramatic flops onto the floor. They were practically a normal part of his life, and yours too. He had seen it all, or so he thought.

It was more of an event than a tantrum. Even your cat Marshmallow would retreat upstairs in your shared bedroom and hide under the bed when she would hear the first series of your daughter’s high-pitched cries. Even she knew better than to get involved.

But today’s meltdown deserved its own category, because it was a whole new level. He was talking about full-volume wailing, fists pounding and legs kicking.

Jungkook held Areum tight against his chest as she screamed like her world was ending. Her tiny face was blotchy and soaked with tears, while she thrashed her legs and flailed her arms like she was fighting for her life. Every kick hit with surprising force for someone barely three feet tall. Her cries bounced off the aisles and echoed down the rows of cereal and canned soup.

People were definitely staring, there was no doubt about that. Some gave that ‘I’ve been there’ look of sympathy, while others pretended not to look while clearly listening. A few just sighed or whispered to each other, probably judging both your parenting skills from a safe distance. Jungkook could feel some heat rising in his face, but he didn’t let go. He survived public tantrums before, but this one could probably be heard in the parking lot.

You walked a few steps ahead with both hands on the shopping trolley, trying to look calm and composed. Your face was the picture of neutrality. There was no frustration nor embarrassment. But Jungkook knew you way too well. The tightness around your mouth and the way your shoulders tensed every time someone turned to stare gave it all away of how it was getting to you.

Letting out a slow breath, you looked back at your husband. “She’s really going for it today” you said, almost in disbelief.

“Oh, you think?” Jungkook muttered, tightening his hold as Areum twisted like a tiny hurricane which nearly smacked his baseball cap clean off. “She wanted the chocolate chip cookies and I said no. Apparently that was the worst mistake of my life.”

You gave a small, weary laugh that didn’t quite reach your eyes, then reached out to grab a box of cereal. Any cereal really, just something to make it look like you were still focused on shopping and not the human siren wailing behind you.

“People are staring Jungkook” you mumbled loud enough for your husband to hear you.

Jungkook didn’t even need to look up to know people were staring. He could feel the burn of every side-eye and judgmental looks shooting the back of his neck. The sound of Areum’s cries was basically filling every quiet gap in the store.

An older woman pushed her shopping trolley past while shaking her head with that tight-lipped expression only grandparents seemed to have mastered. The ‘in my day, kids knew how to behave’ look. While a man by the dairy section paused mid–milk grab and shot Jungkook the ‘control your kid’ kind of look.

Jungkook bit back a sigh. He wasn’t oblivious. He knew it was chaos. But what did they expect him to do? Negotiate with a two-year-old terrorist in aisle seven? He strengthened his grip on Areum as she kicked again, her sobs turning hiccupy and wild. He tried to focus on breathing instead of bolting for the exit.

Jungkook adjusted his grip again and started bouncing Areum gently, trying to soothe her even as she squirmed and kicked against his chest. “Bubba, please,” he cooed to her. His voice was soft, but fraying around the edges.

As he brushed a few damp curls off her forehead, he could see how her little face was hot and streaked with tears. “I know you’re upset baby, but we can’t get cookies right now. We’ll have a snack when we get home, okay?”

But Areum wasn’t having it. She arched her back even more and threw her head back with a shriek that could’ve shattered glass. Jungkook flinched, and his patience was starting to hang by a thread. He was usually good at staying calm, but this was draining the life out of him. He shot you a look that said ‘please save me’ before actually saying it out loud.

“Any ideas?”

You pursed your lips and thought. Then, you reached into the trolley and pulled out a bag of baby carrots. You crouched a little so you were eye level with your daughter, “Areum, look,” you said as you held the bag up like it was a treasure. “Want some carrots?”

For a moment, there was hope. Areum hiccuped and sniffled as her teary eyes flicked towards the bag. Then, with all the fury a two-year-old could muster, she slapped it away, “NO!” she screamed.

You exhaled through your nose and straightened up before dropping the bag back in the trolley. “Well,” you said dryly, “it was worth a shot.”

Jungkook let out a long, exhausted sigh. His shirt was sticking to his back, his arms ached from holding a squirming toddler, and he could practically feel every judgmental look boring holes into him from all directions. He was done — mentally, physically and emotionally.

But then an idea popped up in his mind. Desperate times, desperate parenting. Maybe it wouldn’t work, but at this point, he was ready to try anything.

He shifted Areum in his arms so she was facing him. “Hey, Bubba,” he said softly with a little playfulness in his tone. “Can you take a deep breath with Daddy?” he asked as he brushed her curls away again.

Areum hiccupped, her tiny chest jerking as she sniffled. She looked at him through her wet lashes, then shook her head with a stubborn little scowl.

Jungkook smiled anyway. He was still surprisingly patient, but clearly running on fumes. “That’s okay,” he said, still rocking her gently. “Daddy’s going to do it anyway.”

Jungkook drew in a loud, exaggerated breath, puffing out his cheeks until they looked ready to pop. “Biiiiig breath in—” he said, drawing out the words like it was part of a magic spell. Then he leaned forward and blew a gentle whoooosh of air right into Areum’s face.

She blinked, clearly startled. Her little chest still heaved from all the crying, but something about the goofy sound, or maybe the puff of air, caught her attention for just a second. Her brow furrowed in curiosity in spite of herself.

Jungkook caught that sparkle of calm and ran with it. “And another one!” he said, doing it again. This time it was even sillier, and with a cartoonish puff of his cheeks. “Whoooosh!”

Areum hiccupped, then let out a small, shaky giggle. It wasn’t much, but it was enough to make your heart unclench. Jungkook grinned in victory. “One more?” he asked softly.

She hesitated, still sniffling, then took in a tiny, uneven breath. With her best attempt at copying her father, she blew it out with a quiet pfff.

And just like that, the grocery store went quiet again. The screaming had stopped and the air felt lighter than ever.

“See how easy that was?” Jungkook said softly, tapping Areum’s nose with his finger. “Screaming and kicking like that won’t get you anywhere Bubba,” he added gently, tone more loving than scolding.

You stepped closer and pulled a tissue from your bag to wipe her tear-streaked cheeks. “You’ve had plenty of sugar this week sweetheart,” you said.

“But Mummy promises she’ll make you a yummy snack when we get home, okay? Something special just for you.”

Areum had clearly run out of steam. Her little shoulders sagged and her sniffles faded into quieter hiccups. Whatever energy she had left from her earlier tantrum was gone and replaced by tiredness. With a few gentle words from you, she was convinced, nodding and resting her head against Jungkook’s chest.

“That’s my good girl,” Jungkook murmured, pressing a kiss to the top of her head and running a soothing hand through her hair.

The rest of the shopping trip was blessedly calm. No more tears, no more ‘I want that one’. And by the time you both reached the car to put the shopping away, she was completely out, fast asleep in her father’s arms.

Jungkook let out a quiet laugh as he buckled her into her car seat. “All that over chocolate chip cookies,” he said, shaking his head.

“But she has to learn that no means no. She can’t always get what she wants.”

You shut the boot door and leaned against the car for a second. “True,” you admitted, though your heart softened as you looked at her peaceful face. “But my poor baby. I hate seeing her cry like that.”

Jungkook looked up at you with a small smile. “Me too. But if we give in once, she’ll think it works every time. Some days we just have to ride it out.”

You sighed, brushing a stray curl from Areum’s cheek. “Parenting is so hard.”

“Yeah,” he said with a quiet laugh, sliding an arm around your waist. “But I think we’re doing alright as a first time parents, you know?”

You rested your head against his arm as he closed the car door. As Jungkook sat in the driver’s seat and you next to him, you saw Areum stir slightly and mumble something about cookies in her sleep. You both couldn’t help but laugh softly.

“Guess she’s still dreaming about them,” you said.

Jungkook smiled. “She’s definitely your daughter.”

yunologist

All of the Things I'd Do

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Synopsis: You asked one of your online friends to play Valorant with you, but he had other plans first.

Pairing: Jeong Yunho x F!reader

Warnings: discord & valorant (yes these both need a warning), e-sex kind of, masturbation, lots of dirty talk, pet names, cum, yunho is down bad, not proofread

Word Count: 1.7k

a/n: I was in a ‘try not to write a self-indulgent subby yunho fanfic’ challenge and i failed; this is the product. Gotta get some longer fics out for yall with more fluff/plot so I'm working on not being a pervert all of the time, sigh. Maybe I should make a pt 2 where they meet.

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It was a normal Saturday night for you: ordering takeout, bingeing one of the shows that you've had on your watchlist for the longest, and playing whatever pc game piqued your interest at the moment. Lately, it's been Valorant. The game has been somewhat counterintuitive to your efforts on having a relaxing time during the weekend, but the people you played with made it worth almost rage quitting every session.

You turned on your pc and went directly to discord. You'd joined a server where you met some people that you played with often. Scrolling through the users who were online, your eyes landed on the profile that you wanted to see the most. Your other friends weren't online, so it'd just be you and him.

Clicking on his profile, you opened your direct messages with him instead of tagging him in the main server. You weren't sure how this night would go.

8mkz1tm: yun!!! abura._sova: wow thats crazy i was just abt to text you too, wsp? 8mkz1tm: val? 8mkz1tm: i need to do my placement matches tn abura._sova: yah, but i need some help first :( 8mkz1tm: i cant believe u 8mkz1tm: are you hard right now?

You felt anticipation building up inside of you. The irritated tone you had in the message was the complete opposite of what you were feeling right now; that was just your way of toying with Yunho.

Despite the impossible barrier of the computer screen, you always had sexual tension with Yunho, and with that came helping each other release that tension. That's how this arrangement initially started. Nothing was ever made official though; no one quite ready to address the nature of this relationship.

Your train of thought gets interrupted by the notification pinging on your computer, a new message popped up.

abura._sova: yess abura._sova: i want to hear your voice so bad plspls 8mkz1tm: haha so greedy 8mkz1tm: be ready in 5 abura._sova: yes maam

You were prompt, calling exactly five minutes later. You spent that time fixing up your appearance a little and making sure your room didn't look like an absolute mess in the background. Yunho didn't care about any of that, but you still wanted to put in a little effort. The ring only lasted about half a second before the pixels rearranged to show his face in the webcam. You expanded his window so that he was taking up the entire screen.

His room was dark, the only illumination coming from his computer screen, which tinted his face a cool blue. He was wearing a loose black t-shirt and what looked to be green and blue plaid pyjama pants, his hair lightly tousled. It was cute, he was cute. You felt an unfamiliar flutter in your heart just by the sight of him; what's up with you tonight? After a few seconds of waiting, Yunho pouted.

“You're not gonna turn on your cam?”

Oh shit, you forgot. Thankfully you didn't have it on earlier though, because Yunho would've seen you ogling at him.

“I thought that I taught you how to be patient, do you need another lesson?”

Yunho's eyes widened slightly, your scolding made him anxious and excited simultaneously. “N-no, I don't”

You giggled lightly and moved your mouse to click the camera icon. When the icon turned green, your webcam flashed a light for a second and then you face appeared on screen, it took up a small portion of your screen in the corner, but you're sure Yunho had your face on full display just like you had his.

His eyes were glowing, or maybe it was just the blue light. Regardless, he looked entirely too happy to see your face on the screen. A boyish smile creeped onto his face when he spoke.

“There she goes, you're so beautiful.”

You couldn't help the burn that spread throughout your face at his compliment, he really knew how to take you out of the persona you tried to keep up with him; especially when you were in situations like this. Trying to keep yourself composed, you replied to him in what you hoped was a nonchalant tone. “Mhm, you like being good for pretty girls like me?”

“Yes, but just for you, only you.”

The composure you promised to keep mere seconds ago was already gone. You weren't the best at drawing things out; your patience was always paper thin when it came to Yunho. “Good boy, touch yourself baby.”

He started to palm himself through his pants, releasing a sigh of relief like he was waiting for this moment all day. He started out slow, teasing, exactly how you taught him to. This was your favorite thing about Yunho, he was hundreds of miles away and had the free will to do anything he pleased with no real repercussions, and yet he clung to your every word. So easy.

“Wish you were here. Wish you were the one touching me.”

“Yeah? What would you do if I was there right now?”

“I…I dunno, I'd do whatever you wanted me to.” Again, so easy

You chuckled and placed your elbows onto your desk, leaning further to get a better look at Yunho. “In that case, I'll tell you what I'd do to you, how's that?” Your tone was sweet, coddling.

Usually, (all of the time) you'd touch yourself too, but tonight you wanted to see every single micro reaction that Yunho had for you. The ache in between your legs could be dealt with later, right now, you didn't want to miss a thing.

Yunho shook his head eagerly; he loved hearing your voice, and listening to all the things you wanted to do to him sounded like heaven on earth.

You had a faux pensive look on your face, like you were scrolling through a library of thoughts you wanted to act out with him. Keeping Yunho on his toes was your favorite thing to do, and this was definitely building his anticipation.

“Well…I think I'd sit right on your lap first, in that same gaming chair.” pausing for a second, you notice how Yunho already has his eyes closed and how he very subtly spread his legs wider, like he was making space for you. “Then I'd grind down on you, slow like how you're touching yourself now. I'd do it until we're both a mess.”

To Yunho, this was pure bliss. He moaned out at your scenario and rolled his hips up into his hand. “Can I-” he paused like he was trying to catch his breath. “Can I take it out? Please let me take my dick out, I've been good.”

You shushed him and he shut his lips tight, small whimpers still managing to escape from his mouth because he was still desperately palming himself. “You don't have to beg, go ahead.” His eyes flung open, he looked fucked out already and nothing has really happened.

“Thank you, thank you so much.”

“Mhm”

Yunho fumbled with his pants for a second, finally lifting up his hips so he could pull the garment down to about mid thigh. No underwear, fuck.

His dick sprang out and you could see the how wet he really was even in the dim lighting. Yunho's hand gripped the base as fast as you could blink. He stroked up his length and stopped and his slit to spread more of his precum; he didn't even need lube, it was obscene.

Yunho fixed his gaze on you as best as he could, trying not to squeeze his eyes shut at the sensation. "Keep going."

"I'd lay you down on your bed over there, flat on your back. Then, I'd sit on your face. Shut you up for a few minutes while you make me feel good."

He whined. “I need to fuck you so bad.” He was stroking himself faster now, not worrying about you scolding him for going faster without asking first. You were just as far gone as he was. Your eyes were trained on his dick, every light twitch it did when he squeezed a little too hard at the tip. You considered switching tabs and buying a flight to his city right then and there. Instead, you just replied:

"How would you fuck me baby?”

It took everything in him to try and answer you while also giving enough stimulation to his dick, god he was so close. “I- hngh- I'd fuck you hard, wanna make you cum on my dick. I want it so bad, want your- ah- your pussy wrapped around me..” You thought that was the end, but he continued. “Wanna kiss you, wanna taste your moans and swallow them whole. Would you let me cum inside you? Please I need to cum inside of you. Tell me you would-”

Yunho was babbling at this point, he was so close and part of that question was also asking you for permission to cum right now. The slick noises coming from your computer speaker was erotic, it made you imagine what it would sound like if you were really there; skin slapping and heat raising into the air.

You didn't want to drag this out, Yunho had wound himself up so tight that you're sure he would've came regardless of what you said next.

“Of course sweet boy, you'd fill me up so good wouldn't you?”

Yunho came hard, all he could do was gasp out small ‘thank you's as he spilled all over his shirt. The white was a harsh contrast to the dark shirt. Even after the initial wave, he fucked up into his hand until he went through all of the after shocks of his orgasm.

You smiled. The way this grown man unraveled in front of you just from your words boosted your ego to no end. “So dirty, always making a mess."

He couldn't answer. Yunho was trying to collect any trace of his self respect. He wanted to see you, to feel you, he was sick of only looking at you through a screen.

You filled in the gaps, like everything went back to normal. It didn't, you both knew that.

“Clean up, we still need to hop on. You're going to have to carry me because I'm a bit rusty.”

Yunho finally came back down to earth and nodded frantically. He raised himself up slightly out of the chair so he could pull his pants back up over his softening dick.

“Yeah...I'll be on in a few.” he said as he gave you a soft smile and hung up. When the screen went back to the chat, he ran his hand (the one that he didn't use to jerk himself off) down his face in exasperation. He was so utterly fucked.

©yunologist

velvetdolor

𝙎𝘼𝙇𝙏 & 𝙋𝙀𝙋𝙋𝙀𝙍

aged up! san (43) x younger! reader (25)—office romance, age-gap, bdsm, smut, drabble. MDNI 18+ NSFW!

[S] You’ve always been your company’s top player: competent, unshakably confident, and strikingly beautiful—the poster child of a cliché success story. But behind closed doors, you harbor a secret: a taste for older men and a desire to surrender control completely, seeking domination as a reprieve from the constant pressure of your day to day life. What no one else knows, however, is that Choi San—the CEO’s timid assistant, seemingly skittish, eternally apologetic as he shoulders the blame for all of the CEO’s mistakes, and unfailingly soft-spoken—guards a little secret of his own.

Because beneath that gentle exterior lies a man entirely different from who he is 9-5.

CONTENT WARNING/ CONTAINS: impact play, exhibitionism, (somewhat) pet play, oral, degradation, dom! san, sub! reader, hair pulling, face fucking, gaping, u try to runaway from his cahk, creampie, age gap. wc: 1.1k? ish

littlemisskookie

See You Like That

See You Like That Ship: Childhood Frenemy/Roommate!Jungkook x Bitch!Reader Description: Your entire life, you only saw Jeon Jungkook as a nuisance you couldn’t escape from. But what happens after the two of you move in together, and the dreams that plague you force you to see him in a different light? Warnings: Extremely Mean Hard Dom!Jungkook, BDSM, Brat!Reader, Masochist!Reader, Sadist!Jungkook, Dub-Con, Extreme Face-Fucking, Oral (m. & f. receiving), Extreme Degradation, Extreme Humiliation, Facial, Face-Fucking Again (a different sort of way), Rimming (f. receiving), Dirty Talk, Overstimulation, Multiple Orgasms, Multiple Sex Scenes, Like these scenes are actually crazy, Slapping, Spanking, Fingering, Pussy-Slapping, Spit, Rough Sex, Praise, Choking, Manhandling, Restraining, Hate Sex, Angry Sex, Possessiveness, Masturbation, Sex-Toys, Squirting, Dacryphilia, Hair Pulling, Jungkook has a HUUUUUGE Cawhk, Threesome? (Ft. Taehyung), Reader is a bitch because I love them Word Count: 30.3k A/N: This was an absolute monster to write, but it had to be done.

littlemisskookie

Catch Me If You Can

Ship: Crush!Jungkook x Annoying!Reader

Description: You lived to get under Jungkook’s skin, constantly trying to rile him up and annoy him just to get a reaction. What happens when, during a cabin trip with friends, you accidentally push too far?

Warnings: PRIMAL PLAY, (primal kink go brrrrrr), Slight Dub-Con, Exercise (we hate running), More Exercise (we love fucking), Degradation, Humiliation, Praise, Choking, Fingering, Multiple Orgasms, Overstimulation, Dom!Jungkook, Mad!Jungkook (deserves its own warning), Manhandling, Restraining, Teasing, Reader is Annoying AF for the plot, Pussy Slapping, Rough Sex, Unprotected Sex, Outdoor Sex, Public Sex?

Word Count: 10.3k

A/N: I hope everyone enjoys this oneshot! I had a particularly good time writing it up. Please enjoy!

littlemisskookie

Group Bonding

Group Bonding Ship: Best Friend!Taehyung x Reader x Enemy!Jungkook Description: For as long as you were going to be Taehyung’s best friend, you’d have to put up with his other best friend, Jungkook, who absolutely despises you. Things only get more complicated after an incident that leads people to think you took the package deal. Warnings: Threesome, Eiffel Tower, MxM action, Dom/BratTamer!Taehyung, Switch!JK, Oral (m&f receiving), Unproteced Sex, Squirting, Impact Play, Dacryphilia, Creampie, Cum Play, Edging, Overstimulation, Humiliation/Degradation, Fingering, Dirty Talk, Praise, Pussy Slapping, Multiple Orgasms, Sadomasochism, Dry Humping literally this is 90% smut barely any plot, terrible attempts at humor Wordcount: 15k A/N: Ahh sorry I keep making the reader not get along with Jungkook lol. I just love best friends and enemies tropes, what can I say. I hope everyone enjoys this. You can find the Enhypen Sunghoon & Heeseung version on my blog @m-hypen as Package Deal!

imfinaljjongho

pretty girl

𐙚 sub!hongjoong x fem!reader ⁠♡ teasing your boyfriend hongjoong in his new skirt! 𖦹 wc 2.4k 18+ mdni. cw edging, toys, overstim, slight degradation, begging, filming. ᯓ★notes: first post !!... first time writing for ateez ꒰๑>◡<๑꒱ i have a lot of ideas/wips bouncing around in my head, just happy to be here! pls lmk if you like it <3

“you look so good for me like this, joongie,” you say, pushing him softly onto the couch. he watches you with his large brown eyes, blown full of lust as he sinks below you. “just such a pretty girl, aren’t you?”

hongjoong whines. you can see him bite the inside of his lip, fumbling with his white vest. you strip it off of him, quickly working on the pink plaid overshit as well. “i asked you a question, baby,” your hand rests on his chin, tilting his head up to look at you. he looks so small when he subbing like this.

“y-yes,” he stutters. “you’re pretty girl.”

gukcnt

《 ONE NIGHT CONTRACT 》 BTS

𓊆 ❤︎ 𓊇 ──── seven powerful businessmen have the luxury, the influence and anything they could ever desire — yet none of it makes them feel alive anymore. that is, until they become captivated by a waitress who awakens something inside them for the first time in years. drawn in by your presence, they offer you one night of passion and pleasure in exchange for money, never expecting it to end in such an unforgettable way.

PAIRING ✦ dom!bts x sub!f.reader

GENRE ✦ gangbang au, BDSM, polyamory, eightsome, porn with little plot, smut, fluff

WARNINGS ✦ 18+, explicit smut, rough sex, eightsome, multiple orgasms and positions, creampie, unprotected sex (reader is on the pill), free use, mentions of safe word (not used), semi public sex, they're all obsessed and possessive over her, drinking and smoking, flirting, they protect her, sexual fantasies and interest, so much tension, makeouts, hickies and marking, scratching and hair pulling, mentions of blood, they literally have the sweetest yet dirty relationship development, kinda semi public sex, thigh riding, groping, power play, size kink, heavy body worship, stripping, praise kink and dirty talk, switch but mainly submissive!reader, slowburn sex cos they take their sweet time with her, they call her her with such endearing nicknames, oral sex (f. receiving), breast play and nipple play, so much nipple stimulation, belly button stimulation, teasing over panties, clit rubbing, panty sniffing, finger sucking, they tease her so much, clothed sex, cunnilingus by multiple men, pussy eating, face riding, clit sucking, pussy inspection, she's always being touched in every way possible, so much hypersensitivty and arousal, edging, cum eating, finger fucking, scissoring and g-spot and cervix stimulation, fisting and penetration from several fingers, anal fingering, rimming, use of lube, yoongi saves the best for last so he claims her ass first, anal training, cum denial, begging, they make her squirt while giving her oral, oral sex (m. receiving), kneeling circle blowjob to all seven men in rotation, deepthroating, throat fucking, gagging and saliva play, she switches between them, ball sucking cos our man jin loves it, use of belt as a collar, cock slapping on face/tongue, sloppy messy blowjob, crying, overstimulation, simultaneous handjobs, sensory overload, they masturbate onto her body, cum facials and cum play, cleaning cocks with mouth post cum, they constantly check in on her, yoongi fucks her in reverse cowgirl, choking, mirror sex while doing it doggy with hoseok, manhandling, spanking, mid air suspended position by jungkook, deep pounding, cowgirl position, she rides seokjin while yoongi sucks her clit, bondage with the use of silk ties, missionary by taehyung and jimin, degradation, they cat call her, cum inflation and frothing, nasty sex, so much bodily fluids, double penetration, namjoon takes her ass while jimin takes her pussy, tit fucking and handjobs together, they pass her around and uses her (consensual), double vaginal penetration done by yoongi and jimin, triple penetration, belly bulging, all holes used repeatedly and creampied, slight details of several more positions and orgasms, they compete against who can make her cum the hardest, sex throughout the night, she kinda ends up losing her consciousness, they all take care of her together, sweetest loving aftercare

WC ✦ 28k

NOTE ✦ it's finally posted! i'm so sorry for the delay but i hope y'all enjoy this oneshot, this is also my biggest oneshot so far and definitely my smuttiest one yet so i hope it leaves your panties wet and your thighs trembling a little hehe, i've put a lot of time and effort into this story cos it's also my first time writing an ot7 smut, i hope it's worth your time and lives up to your expectations, if it isn't perfect, i apologize since this was my first attempt writing a fic involving so many characters at once, i'll keep practicing and working hard to make even better ot7 fics in the future, as always i'd love to hear your thoughts and feedback in any form, it means the world to me and always motivate me to keep writing, i love you sweethearts, happy reading !! <3

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matzstar

can you make a roommate smut with yunho/mingi/wy.. i will be so happy to read that 🫠🫠🫠 thank you queen

Roommates ⟶ yunyoungi

⛧°. ⋆༺♱༻⋆. °⛧

⤷ A heatwave can make you do some crazy things, even fuck your roomates.

[yunho x mingi x wooyoung x fem!reader]

warnings: smut minors dni 18+, 4some, Yunho!dom, Mingi!switch, Wooyoung!dom, p in v, oral m!recieving & f!recieving, voyurism, cockslut, name calling, praise

wc: 5762

(This is my first fic with more than one member, kinda nervous 😬)

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Matzterlist

The kitchen was warm, balcony doors open causing the golden hues of evening sunlight to cascade onto the countertops. The sounds of the cars rushing by below the fourth story apartment were dulled by a speaker playing r&b music.

You stood whisking heavy cream in a metal bowl, it was a hot night, so you decided to make a food platter. Fruits, salads, fresh meats, veggie sticks, dips and a dessert of strawberries and fresh whipped cream.

Wooyoung, Yunho and Mingi, your roommates, were out working all day in the hot sun. Probably tired, so you thought it would be nice to surprise them with dinner.

The heat was getting to you as well. You spent most of the day tanning on the balcony, wearing only a skimpy triangle bikini, hoping for the best even tan possible. Being pale sucked, and life always felt better with a tan anyways.

The door unlocked with a soft metallic click and in walked Mingi and Yunho, they were usually the first two home. Wooyoung always came home a little later.

They both kicked off their shoes and threw their bags against the shoe rack.

“Something smells good” Mingi moaned as he wandered to the kitchen. He paused in the middle of the open plan kitchen/living room, gawking at the food lined up on the counter. “What’s all this?” He looked towards you, still whisking the cream.

“I made dinner” You smiled at the way he picked at the olives that laid in a glass bowl. He scoots behind the island and wraps his arms around your waist, gently squeezing your exposed skin.

Too some the intimacy the boys showed you would be weird, but to the four of you it was normal, casual. Living with three boys was like having three boyfriends, they’d do everything for you and with you, buy groceries, go shopping, drive you around, memorized your drink and food orders, nothing was off limits between you all, except the thing you wanted most, sex.

It was an apartment rule that the boys weren’t allowed to fuck you, supposedly it would ruin the friendship dynamic, but that didn’t stop you fantasizing about being touched by them all. Feeling Yunhos long slender fingers curl inside you and touch you in places he hadn’t before. Mingis plump lips wrapped around your pulsing clit as you begged him to ruin you. Wooyoungs tight grip around your throat as you choked on your third orgasm. Maybe one day you’ll get what you want.

“I see” His chin rested on your shoulder. “Thank you” His voice was low enough for only you to hear, rasp coming deep from his throat. Your thighs pressed together, feeling your panties dampen, your ear tingling at the feeling of his warm breath.

Yunho glanced over the food as he headed to the fridge, grabbing a cold bottle of beer. He aligns the cap with the edge of the countertop and slams it down with force, popping the cap off and sending it flying, he catches it in his left hand while ignoring your glare.

“I told you to stop doing that, you’ll chip the counter” You scolded him, but he only smirked against the rim of the bottle. Hot.

They really don’t make this ‘no sex rule’ easy.

Mingi chuckled as he also watched Yunho chug the beer. His adams apple bobbing with each gulp. Your whisking slowed, eyes now trained on the way he drank, the condensation dripping down his veiny wrist, the way his lips wrapped around the rim, even how the sun kissed his skin, highlighting his features.

You cleared your throat and moved the bowl of cream aside, Mingi unwrapped his arms and also grabbed a beer. Oh god.

It was like a loud ringing in your ears, two hot men lingering in the kitchen, tempting you.

“It’s so hot” Yunho fanned his shirt, lifting it enough to expose his toned midriff.

“I’m going out to catch a tan before the sun sets” Mingi headed towards the balcony, lifting his shirt over his head and taking a seat on the wooden deck chair. His back was already glistening in sweat, the sun making him shine.

Yunho watched as you stared at his friend, he slipped a grape between his lips and the crunch brought you back to your senses. “You okay? You look flushed” He smirked as you looked up at him, eyes wide and brows raised.

“Hmm? Uh-yeah, it’s just warm” You sliced through the tomatoes in front of you on the cutting board, the clear liquid coating your fingertips as the vegetable squished.

Yunho looked over the counter at your outfit, thin striped cotton shorts that barley covered your ass and a black bandeau top that hid your triangular bikini. He smirked and stalked behind you, holding his beer between his fingers.

He leans against the counter behind you, watching as you swayed to the music.

Yunho had a tough day at work, nearing deadlines, cocky businessmen and a nagging boss who expected much more from him than he could handle. The stress whizzed around his brain, muscles tense and he was desperate to find something that takes the edge off. Right now, he thought of you.

Those tiny booty shorts, teasing him with every step you took, the way your top was low enough to expose your cleavage and that skimpy bikini he knew you only wore alone. Even the subtle sun burn on your chest and arms turned him on.

He took a step closer behind you, raising his bottle and pressing it against your warm skin. You jolted at the sudden rush of coldness on your neck and hissed as he held it there.

“What the fuck are you doing?” You turned to look at the tall man behind you, his broad shoulders creating a shadow against your back.

“You said you were warm” The glass bottle rolled over your back, leaving a trail of wetness. “Thought this would help”

“It’s uncomfortable” You reached behind you and snatched the bottle from his fist, taking a long sip before leaving it on the table. “Everything’s ready, help yourself” You didn’t even look behind you when you rushed to the bathroom, but Yunho stared, watching your every move, especially the curve of your ass cheeks peaking below the hem of your shorts.

The bathroom was cool, the ac blasting against the tiles. You stood in front of the mirror and stared at your flushed cheeks. Pink dusting under your eyes. “Fuck…” You twisted the tap, letting the cold water flood the sink.

You scooped the water into your hands and splashed it over your face, cooling your burning hot cheeks. “The fuck is wrong with me?” Your voice was below a whisper. You felt like a virgin seeing naked men for the first time. Your pussy aching and already wet at just the sight of Mingi topless.

This was going to be a rough night.

You flushed the toilet and stood at the door for a few seconds before reentering the living area. The kitchen was now deserted but you could tell the food had been picked at.

Half the meat was gone along with the entire bowl of watermelon.

Out on the balcony Mingi and Yunho sat on the deck chairs, shirtless and drinking their beers. The bowl of watermelon sat between them on the table, along with a plate of meat and veg.

You watched as Mingi popped another olive in his mouth as he spoke to Yunho, their conversation was out of earshot, but you could guess it was probably about Yunhos ass of a boss.

You reached into the fridge and grabbed yourself a canned strawberry daiquiri, popping it open and chugging the whole can. The strong taste of strawberry alcohol coated your lips and left your throat feeling numb. You stood still, staring at the food you prepared, letting the alcohol settle before you grabbed a second can.

This time you only chugged half and set it onto the counter.

“You coming out? It’s warm” Mingi turned to look at you over his shoulder, watching as you nodded, grabbed your can and headed to the balcony.

Mingi and Yunho kept a close eye on you as you sat on the vacant deck chair. It rocked uncomfortably due to the one awkwardly short leg, another thing to bug you.

“He’s got a new secretary though, she’s younger this time” Yunho continued his conversation with Mingi, a smirk gracing his wet lips. “The short skirt is a plus” Mingi chuckles at Yunhos words but you stayed silent, sipping from the can.

“What are you complaining about then? Getting to see a slutty secretary” He gulped his beer. “Probably fantasized about it, you perv” Mingi and Yunho laughed.

Your knee bounced as you stared out to the skyline, trying to drown out their conversation. There was zero shame when the boys spoke about women and the way they fuck. They go into great detail, and it only makes you jealous.

“Nah, that’s not the sort of thing I fantasize about” You didn’t see it but Yunhos eyes scanned your body, watching your chest rise and fall as you tried to steady your breath, the way your hand gripped the deck chair making your knuckles whiten, he could tell the conversation was bothering you.

Mingi reached over and grabbed the bowl of watermelon, you reached in and grabbed a cube, slotting it between your lips. The sticky juice slipped down your fingers and onto the palm of your hand.

You groaned in discomfort and wiped it on your shirt, accidentally pulling it down further to expose more of your bikini. You looked up and noticed both Mingi and Yunho were staring at your chest, Mingi cleared his throat and looked away, but Yunhos eyes lingered, his eyes burning through your top.You couldn’t deny that you enjoyed the attention.

The bowl of watermelon was accidentally slammed down by Mingi, probably by mistake. Yunhos eyes flicked towards the bowl, his lips pulling into a smirk like he just got an idea.

You watched as he got up, grabbed a cube of watermelon, and held it up to your lips. “What are you doing?” You asked, looking up at him through your brows.

“So you don’t get the juice on your hands” The watermelon is dragged against your lower lip, making it glossy and wet. You slowly opened your mouth and let him feed you, his lips parting when he felt his fingers glide against your lips. He wipes the juice from your lower lip with his thumb, letting it linger before he pulls away.

Mingi sat in awe, watching the whole exchange. He adjusted his dick that was quickly growing in his pants before getting up and heading inside without a word. The tension seemingly too much for him to handle.

“Thank you” You smiled up at Yunho, but he could see the lust in your eyes, testing him, seeing if he’ll take it further.

He leans against the railing, glancing inside to see where Mingi went, the kitchen was empty, no sign of him.

“Aren’t you too hot in that” his fingers pinch at the fabric of your top, pulling it away and pinging it against your chest.

“Maybe…”

“Take it off then” His eyes were undressing you before you even could, you could feel the heat rising to your cheeks and the slick coating your panties.

You hooked your fingers under your top and slowly pulled it over your head, teasing him with every inch of new exposed skin. He bit his lip as he looked over your body, chest fully exposed, the bikini barley covering your nipples. “Something wrong?” You smirked, liking the way he looked over you.

Finally, you were the topic of conversation, not that slutty secretary.

“Get up” His voice was low and raspy as he commanded you.

Slowly, you stood up, eye level to his glistening chest, you wanted to touch him so bad. Feel his warm skin under your palms.

He closes the space between you, his breath hot on your lips as his hands snaked around your back. “Such a good girl making us dinner and giving me a show” His hand squeezes your ass, pushing your hips into his. “Walking around in these shorts like you don’t know how they affect me”

You couldn’t do anything except gasp at the way he massaged your ass, your words suddenly getting caught in your throat. This is all you’ve wanted, him to touch you, manhandle you.

“I wanna fuck you so hard against the railing, for everyone to see” His thumb tracing your lower lip. “What about Mingi?” You asked in a whisper, reminding Yunho of his other roommate. “Let him watch” He harshly gripped your jaw and pulled your lips against his, hungry, needy. His tongue sliding past your lips, finding yours. He could taste the watermelon and strawberry daiquiri you were sipping earlier, you tasted like a sweet dessert, something he’d crave for days after.

“Fuck, you taste so sweet” He moaned as his lips moved down your jaw, leaving open mouth kisses against your neck, the breeze brushing past the wet patches he left behind making your body vibrate at the sensation.

He works his way past your chest and down your stomach with determination, tasting your coconut body oil as he passes, settling at your lower abdomen, it makes you flinch as his teeth graze against the sensitive skin, feeling it in your pussy. “Against the rail, now” His voice was deeper, laced with lust as he ordered you.

You slide past him, his hands slipping from your ass as you moved. As soon as your back hit against the rail his hands were heavy on your hips, aligning his thigh between your legs. It wasn’t long until his lips found yours, pushing his tongue through your parted lips keeping a controlled rhythm that drove you crazy.

Your hips began to rock against his thigh, the friction against your core feeling like an itch finally being scratched. He bites your lower lip as you whimper at the feeling, his hands gripping your hips tightly, guiding you against him, feeling your warmth spread against his dress trousers.

Your head falls back, off the edge of the railing, panting and hips twitching against him.

His lips latched to the sweet taste of your neck, softly biting at your skin. Your hands find his biceps, feeling them tense as he controls your movements.

“Oh my god” You whimpered, sinking your nails into his arms, leaving crescent moon shaped dents in his skin. He hisses at the feeling, staring at your dilated eyes, his dick twitching in his boxers begging to be used, he could get off by just watching you.

Heat spread through you like a wildfire as your clit catches perfectly against the fabric of your shorts, feeling the stimulation burning deep in your abdomen, forcing staggered whimpers to escape your lips.

His hands snake underneath your bikini top to palm your breasts, feeling your nipples harden at his touch, he rolls your nipples between his fingers, and you could swear it sent you over the edge, your jaw falling slack at the sensation. “Yunho…Fuck” His name falling from your lips was like throwing gasoline at an open flame.

“Say my name again” He growls. “Yunho” his name rolls off your tongue in a broken whimper, your brows scrunching at the growing knot in your abdomen.

“Fuck…” His thigh pulls away from your core, and you whimper a complaint at his absence. His fingers hook into your panties and shorts, pulling them down your legs. His mouth falls open as he admires your slick folds, glistening in the sunlight. “So fucking pretty” You gripped the railing at his words, feeling your knees almost buckle from his compliment.

You step out of your shorts and kick them to the side, landing against the chair Mingi had once sat. You didn’t even care about where he went and what he was doing for so long, all you could think about was having Yunho between your thighs, devouring you.

“You’re so wet” He hooks your thigh over his shoulder, his mouth basically drooling at the thought of how you tasted. He leaves slow soft kisses against your inner thighs, dragging his lips closer and closer to your pussy like it was calling him.

His fingers trace the backs of your thighs as he continues to drag his tongue along your thighs, looking up at you to see your reaction, watching as you gripped the railing so hard your knuckles turned white. He was so close you could feel his breath against your core.

“Stop teasing me, fuck” You nearly whined with impatience, rolling your hips towards him, the anticipation of it eating you alive. Exactly how he wants you. Impatient and begging for him.

His hand grasps behind your straightened leg, holding you steady. He presses his tongue firmly over your clit making you roll into him. Instinct taking over. His tongue licks through your folds, lapping up all your wetness.

A shameless moan rips through you as your hips buck against his face, feeling his nose hit against your clit. You grip his hair in your fist, pulling him closer to your core as he circles your clit. He stares up at you to see every reaction while he intentionally flicks your clit.

“Fuck..Yunho” He groans at the sound of his name rolling off your tongue, challenging him to suck your clit. Your thigh quivers at the feeling, his lips suctioned around you, sending waves through your body.

Yunhos mouth made vulgar noises as he moved around your pussy, tasting every corner of you in his mouth, paying special attention to your clit. He liked the way your stomach flexed when he sucked your clit, involuntarily rolling your hips into his face and gripping his hair so tight he almost came at the feeling.

Your toes curl against the balcony floor, the railing basically keeping you up when your knee buckled below you. Your moans were shameless and loud, the whole apartment block could probably hear you, but you didn’t care, neither did Yunho.

Yunho knew you were close when your legs began to shake and your moans started to sound almost pornographic; he was holding you steady, digging his fingers into your thigh like dough. He loved the way your jaw hung loose, and your hips picked up the speed, chasing your high.

“Cum for me baby… Cum on my face” He circled and sucked your clit making you scream. The warmth in your stomach grows, your legs shaking while your abdomen spasmed and clenched.

“Oh…s-shit” You threw your head back, the sun beating on your sweaty face as your orgasm rippled through you, breath caught in your throat as your eyes rolled back making you temporarily blind.

Yunho didn’t stop though, sucking your clit as you basically rode his face through your orgasm, his name spilling out your mouth as he laps up your slick.

“You taste so good” He goes back to kissing your thighs, worshiping your soft skin. “So fucking sweet” He pulls your leg off his shoulder, letting it drop and tremble next to the other.

His hands cover your body, feeling around your waist, your back, your chest, your smooth skin turning him on as he watched you come down from your high.

You look up at Yunho who was examining your features, how your lips still hung open, drool spilling at the corner of your lip, how your eyes remained heavy and full of lust. He wanted more; he wanted-

“Mingi?” Your voice was breathless, your chest still heaving.

Yunho looks over his shoulder, seeing the tall man lurking at the balcony door, his hand in his sweatpants clearly stroking his cock to the like porno happening on the balcony. Yunho smirks knowing Mingi had probably seen the whole thing, with his cock in his fist.

“Did you enjoy the show?” Yunho asked, half turning to face Mingi, his hand wrapped around your waist to keep you from falling. “Liked the way I ate her out? She can’t even fucking stand on her own” Mingis eyes fall to you, seeing how your legs were still shaking, not as much as they were earlier, when your leg was wrapped over Yunhos shoulder. “How pretty she is when she cums” Yunho grips your cheeks between his thumb and fingers.

Your eyes stayed lazily on Mingi, watching as he slowly made his way outside. Yunho slams his lips against your, almost possessively, like he was claiming you as his territory. “Mingi…” You whispered when Yunho pulled away.

“Seems the princess wants you” Yunhos voice was husky as he spoke to Mingi.

Your eyes look between the two men, you didn’t just want Yunho, you wanted Mingi two. At the same time, fucking you senseless. “You too” You stared at Yunho, eyes seeping with lust as you looked at him through your lashes. You regained your strength and energy from the way Yunho and Mingi looked at each other.

“I don’t mind sharing” Mingi takes your hand in his as he looks at Yunho, placing your palm on his sweaty, tan chest. His pecks were solid, full of muscle, similar to Yunho’s. Even his skin was soft, making it easier for your hand to wander.

“You sure you want this?” The lust was gone from Yunhos eyes as he searched for reassurance that this wasn’t just your pussy talking. You nod slowly but the eagerness was evident in the way your hand tucked into Mingis waistband, tugging him closer.

“Use your words” Yunhos hand clasps around your wandering hand, stopping you from going any deeper in Mingis sweats.

“Yes, I want this. I want both of you” You couldn’t calm the pulsing storm between your legs, you could already feel the mess sticking to your thighs when you squeezed them together.

Mingis eyes looked between you and Yunho, seemingly having an internal battle of how he ended up in this. He’s always wanted you; they all did. That’s why the sex rule exists. He didn’t mind bending the rules if you could be shared.

“Should we head to the bedroom” Mingi asked, his voice low and his hands already on you, lower than Yunhos, fondling and squeezing your ass.

You smirked, looked between the two eager men “I want to be bent over, fuck me against the railing” You could see Mingis dick twitch in his pants, a damp patch forming from his dripping precum.

“Whatever you want princess” Mingis hand turned you with force, your hands gripping the rail as your breath hitched. You looked behind your shoulder to see Mingis dick now in his fist, pumping it slowly as he looks over the curve of your back. He was big, long and thick, veins pulsing around his shaft as it slipped between his palm.

Yunhos hands snake between your thighs, separating your legs wide enough to open you up, his fingers massaging over your folds making your head fall at the feeling. He slips his middle finger inside your slit, instantly curving up from the position.

“Fuck” You bit the inside of your cheeks at the feeling of him thrusting his finger inside you.

“She’s so tight Min” He slips a second finger inside, joining the other in a slow rhythm, in and out your pussy, slipping easily from your arousal.

You look over your shoulder again, brows scrunched and jaw hanging loose as you see Mingi watching Yunho work your pussy, prepping you for his dick. Your body took control, moving your ass towards mingi, you needed him inside you, to feel him stretch you out, Yunhos fingers weren’t enough.

“Fill me up Mingi, I want you inside me” Your words seemed to join together in desperation, staring into his dilated eyes.

You could feel Yunho remove his fingers and separate your folds, giving Mingi easy access to your pussy. “Give her what she wants Min” You gasp when his tip drags over your slit, teasing you. “Please” You whined, pushing yourself into him, feeling his tip dip inside you.

His left hand grips your hip as he slowly pushes his tip inside, feeling you suction around him, you whimper as he slips in further, not even halfway, he felt so big already. “C’mon baby, you can take it’ He encourages as he massages your hip. You didn’t expect him to be this big, you’re not used to it. The stretch burning as he pushed in further.

Your back arches as he buries himself in you, your ass flush to his hips. He massages your ass in circles, letting you adjust to his size. “Fuck you’re so tight” He groans, feeling your walls clench around him, stretching at the new size.

“Such a good girl, taking your dick all the way” Yunhos hand glides down the back of your head, pushing your hair back to see your expression, eyes closed tight, nostrils flaring as you breathed heavily. “Move when you’re ready” He whispers in your ear, leaving a soft peck on the tip of your ear.

You could feel his dick twitch inside you, eager to move. You push your hips back into him, feeling his tip run against your walls, you whimper at the feeling, gripping the railing a little more. Mingi took it as a sign to move, the sound of your voice motivating him.

You gasp as he pulls out and thrusts back in, holding your hips as leverage, squeezing his fingers deep into the soft skin to hold himself back from pounding into you. “More” Your head hung below your elbows, seeing his legs tense between your spread thighs.

“Fuck…” He couldn’t hold back for long, his self-control seemingly weak when it came to fucking you. His hips buck before he’s slamming into you, skin slapping every time his hips met your ass, the sound of your slick pussy taking his throbbing dick.

You didn’t even try to keep quiet; you moaned so loud that the street over could probably hear you.

Yunho watched from the side with his dick sliding through his fist. He wanted to touch you, his hand wasn’t doing it for him, he needed to be the one inside you. Mingis name fell out of your mouth like a broken record, your breath staggering every time his hips thrusted against you.

“You’re so pretty baby” Yunhos hand stroked your cheek, deeming himself breathless from your fucked out face.

He got on his knees and placed himself below you, holding his hands against your bare, shaking thighs. He blew against your clit, feeling his hot breath fan against your pussy. You weren’t prepared for his lips to attach to you, sucking your clit while Mingi still fucked into you.

“Holy shit… Yunho” You almost screamed at the sensation of being penetrated and stimulated at the same time. His tongue wondered close to your slit where Mingis dick was, he licked his way back to your clit, making your legs shake in bliss.

You were so loud you didn’t even hear the front door open and slam close.

“I should’ve come home earlier” You head whips around to see Wooyoung at the balcony door, the top buttons of his shirt undone and messily tucked into his dress trousers that clearly restrained his hard cock.

Mingi and Yunho didn’t stop, not caring that they’d been caught by Wooyoung. Yunho was practically holding you up as your knees buckled and your body jolted. “Gonna come for me princess” Mingi slapped your ass, the sound echoing around you. “Yes… fuck” Your orgasm rippled through you making your back arch and your legs completely give up.

Yunho got up, his face wet from your slick, and held a strong arm across your stomach as Mingi continued to thrust into you, chasing his own orgasm. His hips stutter and his hands tighten around your hips as he cums inside you, filling you up with his hot cum. Your body twitched at the feeling of his dick pulling out of you and if it wasn’t for Yunho’s arm, you would’ve fallen to the floor.

“Look at her, can’t even stand after taking dick” Yunhos voice was taunting as he spoke, pulling you away from the railing and into his chest, showcasing your flushed face to the two men stood behind you.

Wooyoung looked over your body, seeing you completely naked for the first time, his hand palmed himself through his trousers as he stepped closer. “Pretty baby’s been hiding all this?” His hand comes up to flick your nipple, enjoying the way you flinched at the feeling. Your head was against Yunho’s chest as you stared at Wooyoung through half opened eyes.

“Too bad we aren’t done with her” Mingi spoke, his voice low as he watched your reaction. “Take her to the bedroom” He didn’t seem so shy anymore, ordering Yunho around. His dick clearly getting hard again at the sight of your limp naked body.

Yunho lifts your dead weight into his arms and carries you down the hall. “How are you feeling” He whispered low enough for only you to head. “Good” You mumbled while giving him a soft smile.

“Good” He smirked, kicking the door to your room open and placing you on the double bed. “I think Wooyoung needs a little help” His hand trails down your chest as he looks back at Wooyoung entering the room in front of Mingi.

As soon as he gets on the bed, you’re up on your hands and knees, crawling towards Wooyoung as he stations himself at the top of the bed. Your hands undo his trousers before he could even think about it. Lifting his hips and letting you pull them down to his knees, revealing his hard cock, dripping precum onto his abdomen.

Your mouth drooled at the sight of it, watching his hand grab the base and tapping his tip against your cheek. “You want my dick?” You looked up at him with begging eyes and nodded slowly. A low groan escaped his lips watching you silently beg for his dick. “Go on then…” He watched your drool fall from your mouth and spill down the tip of his dick before you took him in your mouth.

Slowly pushing him deeper and deeper until his tip hit the back of your throat, making you gag. His hand wraps in your hair, bucking his hips into your face, forcing him deeper into your throat. Your mouth fills with drool as you nose hits the base. “Fuck” He moaned encouraging you to bob your head, moving up and down his throbbing cock.

“Such a little cock slut, drooling all over his dick” Yunhos voice came out as a low growl from behind you. His hands tracing over your ass.

Mingi sat beside Wooyoung at the top of the bed, pumping his fist up and down his cock as he watched you suck Wooyoung off.

You felt Yunhos tip trail through your wet folds, admiring how wet you got from just sucking his friend’s dick. Your breath hitched at the feeling of Yunho pushing in behind you, his dick stretching you further than Mingis. He didn’t give you time to adjust before he was slamming into you, moving you against Wooyoungs dick.

Wooyoungs hand tightened around your hair, tugging at your scalp, making you moan against him, the vibration making his head fall back and meet the headboard.

You’d never felt this before, two men fucking into you, filling you up completely while another watched. It was an adrenaline rush, it felt so dirty.

Your tongue swirled around Wooyoungs slit, causing his hips to buck into you, basically fucking your face as he held your hair tight. Your uncontrollable moans vibrated against his dick, making him reach his higher faster than he’d ever reach it before. “Fuck I’m gonna cum” His words were slurred, his face and chest covered in a sheet of sweat.

“Make him cum baby” Mingi mumbled, watching you through hooded eyes as he also reached his orgasm.

With a final stroke of your mouth, Wooyoung collapsed, his orgasm taking over as strings of white hot cum coated your mouth, forcing you to swallow it down. He pulled you off his dick by your hair, watching you open your mouth to show him it was gone.

Mingi pulled forward and smashed his lips against yours, all teeth and tongue as he tasted the remnants of Wooyoung in your mouth.

Yunho was still pounding into you from behind, the slapping of skin filling the room as you reached your third orgasm. Your body shook and trembled beneath him, gripping Wooyoungs muscular thighs for support. Mingi pulled away from you, a string of saliva connecting between your lips before it snapped and fell against your chin.

“So fucking good” Yunhos hand met your ass in a loud, harsh slap before his hips stuttered and his body folded over you. His dick twitching against your walls as he shot his cum into you. His hands wrapped around and fondled your breasts, massaging them as he rode out his high, his hot breath against your back as he panted.

You felt exhausted but complete, his dick still filling you out as he played with your tits. He pulled out slowly and fell to your side, letting you collapse against Wooyoungs legs.

His hands running through your sweaty hair.

Mingi got off the bed and into your bathroom to grab a towel, he dampens it and cleans his own cum off his stomach and hands before getting a new towel and repeating the process.

He goes behind you, cleaning up the mix of his and Yunhos cum off your pussy and thighs as you laid there trying to catch your breath.

The room was hotter than before from the mix of hot breath and sex.

“You okay?” Wooyoung asked, his hand cupping your cheek while his thumb wiped a tear that escaped your eye.

“Perfect” You smiled against his thigh, feeling Yunhos hand run against your back. “Tired” You mumbled, feeling your eyes become heavy, slowly falling asleep.

Yunho hoisted you up from under your arms and rested you against the pillow between him and Wooyoung. You could feel their hands run along your soft skin comfortingly, pushing you closer to sleep.

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kisssan

pairing﹢choi san x fem!reader genre﹢smut. non-idol!au, reader is a pornstar, san has a porn addiction. there will be jungkook x reader moments. strangers to lovers, mutual pining (he fell first and harder), hurt/comfort, usage of toys, masturbation, virgin!san + first time with experienced!reader, slight submissive-leaning soft dom!san, praise kink, body worship, cunnilingus, overstimulation, cowgirl/riding, missionary (heavy focus on eye contact), multiple orgasms, marking, creampie, usage of petnames (angel, princess, doll, baby), aftercare. synopsis﹢do you think pornstars have feelings… or only the ability to fake pleasure? she sells fantasies to millions, he’s addicted to the screen she lives on, and the man beside her on set knows her better than anyone. but when san meets the woman behind the camera, he realizes the one thing she’s never faked is how badly she wants to be loved. word count﹢19.2k

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at the mere mention of your name, you can cause havoc among young couples.

when girls film those trendy videos where they say the first name of a famous person and their boyfriend has to respond with the last name, most guys answer a little too quickly, and they try to laugh it off right after, already scrambling to downplay it before their girlfriends start asking questions, making them dig their own graves every time.

you’re a celebrity among the younger crowd — a famous pornstar, to be exact. a beautiful twenty-three-year-old woman with a body sculpted to sinful perfection and a face so soft it could pass for angelic if you covered your eyes with a blindfold and ignored what you do for a living. the comments about you come in all flavors: that you’re a whore, another slut on the streets, your parents must be ashamed of the “career” their daughter chose, and that you’re good for nothing except taking men into your mouth or spreading your legs on camera.

you’ve heard and know it all. sometimes the hate piles up more than usual, but at the end of the day, who’s counting the money? certainly not the ones typing paragraphs about morality from behind phone screens, while their husbands hide your videos behind a thousand folders in their computers.

and it’s not just the hate you receive, because you have loyal fans. not including the perverted old men who flood your inbox with desperate fantasies, and not the kids who are far too young to know your name but somehow still do. no, the ones you appreciate are the men your age, maybe a little older… one of those fans was SAN.

a mere nobody, a man who has memorized your body over the pixels in hd quality. he knows the exact way your mouth curves before you laugh, how your fingers drag down skin like you’re begging your co-star to slow down, even though he knows, from interviews and behind-the-scenes clips, that you prefer it rough. he also knows the pitch of your voice when you whisper something filthy into the camera, the slight tremble right before a whine replaces a moan.

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After Mingyu accidentally stumbles upon Seungcheol and his girlfriend's sex tape, he can't get the footage out of his mind. So much so that when Seungcheol confronts him about his odd behavior, Mingyu can't help but to offer to lend a hand and be their videographer. To Mingyu's surprise, they accept.

📷 Pairing: s.coups (seungcheol) x reader x mingyu 📷 Rating/Genres/AUs: M(18+)/Smut, fluff/Idol!au, established relationship 📷 Word Count: 6k 📷 Warnings: Voyeurism, exhibitionism, dom!Cheol, p in v, unprotected sex, fingering, breast play, creampie, cumplay, oral (m. rec.), gagging, sex tapes, dirty talk, spitting, two spanks lol, rough sex, nicknames (baby, princess, pretty girl), reader has she/her pronouns 📷 Author's Note: Another fic that is finally seeing the light... I forgot I wrote this 😭 I originally had Wonwoo as the third, but I felt Mingyu fit the role better hehe. And TYSM @lovetaroandtaemin for being my beta!

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When Mingyu asked to borrow Seungcheol’s phone to take a few pictures, he didn’t expect to come across a video of his friend and his girlfriend. Especially one so intimate as this.

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use me ────୨ৎ──── p. seonghwa x fem reader

warnings: submissive!seonghwa, oral (f. rec), unprotected sex, established relationship wc: 2432 authors note: love me some subby seonghwa

The glow of the TV screen flickers across the living room, casting soft shadows on the walls of Seonghwa’s apartment. You're curled up on the couch with him, his arm draped loosely around your shoulders, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on your arm. The movie you’re watching is one of those steamy romances, the kind that starts slow but builds to heated moments.

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