What I will not write: Anything to do with piss or scat play, blood play, rape/non-con/dub-con, cnc, knife play, gun play, underage, hard degradation, ddlg, incest (pseudo- or actual), hard dom (this last one may be subject to change but I'm not super into this concept so probably not)
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Ults: Stray Kids (Hyunjin and Changbin), Ateez (Seonghwa and San) and The Boyz (Changmin and Eric)
TXT (Soobin)
Kingdom (Jahan)
Seventeen (Dino and Woozi)
Omega X (Hangyeom)
BTS (Hobi)
P1harmony (Theo)
Xdinary Heroes (Jungsu)
Kep1er (Mashiro)
Boynextdoor (Sungho)
&Team (Fuma and Nicholas)
Enhypen (Sunoo)
JO1 (Keigo and Takumi)
Zerobaseone (Matthew)
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I currently write for Stray Kids, Ateez, The Boyz, TXT, &Team (K-Jo) and ZB1 (Jiwoong - Gyuvin)
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Welcome to the ZB1 Fraternity, how may we help you?
Following the footsteps of the infamous SKZ fraternity, President Sung Hanbin and his fellow frat brothers are maintaining a legacy of important charity work, lavish parties, academic achievement and, of course, catching the eyes and hearts of anyone who meets them.
Which member will catch your eye first?
Pairing: ZB1 Legal Line (Jiwoong-Gyuvin) x Fem!Reader (Individual stories for each member)
Warnings: smut, sneaking out, car sex, making out, riding, dirty talk, dom!Nicholas, sub!reader, Euijoo makes an appearance, swearing, reader gets called baby and princess and also a brat, Nicho is sometimes referred to as Yixiang, he also gets called the reader's boytoy.
A/N: Hello everyone! Long time no see and here I am to drop this little Nicho fic and to say that I'll officially be adding &team to my list of groups I write for! I'll only be writing for K, Fuma, Nicho, Euijoo, Yuma and Jo so feel free to request things you'd like to see for those members! Hope y'all enjoy this.
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Tap...tap...tap...
"What the ever-loving fuck is that?"
You looked up from your journal at your roommate's expletive, raising your eyebrow at her as she stalked over to your window. Your dorm was on one of the upper floors of your building and usually, at this time of night during the middle of the week, it was quiet, peaceful even. The perfect environment for the two of you to study in, your roommate pouring over her physics notes while you scribbled in your journal.
"Ugh," your friend groaned as she looked out the window, montioning for you to come over to the window. "It's your boy toy."
You furrowed your brows, closing your journal before making your way over to the window. "My boytoy?"
"Nicholas," she rolled her eyes, opening the window. "Hey boy toy, will you knock it off? Some people are trying to study here!"
"Don't call him that," you whisper-yelled, pushing her away from the window "she didn't mean that! What...what are you doing here though?"
Nicholas just laughed, shaking his head and tucking his hands in your pockets. "It's okay princess. I was just wondering if you wanted to come for a drive?"
"Nicho it's past curfew, I'll get...we'll get in trouble."
"Ah, who's gonna know?"
"I'll know," your roommate singsonged, looking back out the window and down at Nicholas. "What makes you think I'll let you take my darling y/n away tonight?"
Nicholas merely looked amused and motioned to his car "Euijoo's in the car. I could offer you a trade for a few hours?"
You roommate hummed softly "You and y/n go for a drive and I get Euijoo to myself for a few hours?"
"That's what I said isn't it?"
"You got yourself a deal sir."
Nicholas grinned, bowing his head at your roommate before motioning to Euijoo to get out of the car "Pleasure doing business with you madam."
You rolled your eyes at their antics before pulling on your shoes and a jacket. "You're crazy Nicho, you know that?"
"Crazy about you, you mean." He ignored the disgusted face Euijoo pulled at him as he walked past, ready to climb through your window as soon as you'd climbed out. "Now jump."
"Jump?? I was joking before but you really are crazy."
"Ah c'mon I'll catch you," he smirked holding his arms out for you to jump into. "Don't you trust me baby?"
You sighed, looking over the window ledge and down at your boyfriend before swinging your leg over the edge and jumping into Nicholas' arms. He grinned as he caught you and set you down gently, kissing your cheek. "See? Told you I'd catch you."
You rolled your eyes, patting his chest gently "Yeah, yeah. You were right."
Nicholas grinned, pulling you in closely by the waist and kissing you deeply "God it's so sexy when you say that."
"Ah," you nodded your head in recognition, briefly breaking eye contact with Nicholas to wave goodbye to your roomate as she pulled Euijoo into your room, hands already tugging at his hair and lips already attached. "So we're going on a drive then? Not just a drive."
"Baby," Nicho looked mock offended as he began to walk you to his car. "I am a gentleman, I would never suggest we partake in something so vulgar."
You snorted "Good thing I'm not a gentleman, so I'll suggest it. Wanna take me to a lookout and let me ride you in the driver's seat?"
Nicholas grinned, openeing the passanger side door for you before sliding into the driver's seat.
"I'm so glad you asked."
~
"Fuck princess...that's it, mark me up. Make sure everyone knows I'm yours."
You hummed softly against Nicholas' neck, nipping and sucking at the soft skin to leave another bruise. A garden of similar marks had begun to bloom across your boyfriendâs neck and he was incredibly pleased with your work. You pulled away to admire the marks, pressing your fingers into the bruises. Nicholas moaned, looking up at you through hooded eyelids and kicking his head back so you could see the marks better.
"They look pretty baby?"
"Yeah..." You nodded "so pretty."
"That's cause my pretty girl did them." He smiled, sitting up and pressing his lips to yours in a heated kiss. "My pretty fucking girl marked me up, made me hers."
"All mine Nicho, you're all mine." You whispered against his lips, hands desperately making their way down to his belt to undo the buckle. He lifted his hips up to let you slide his pants and boxers down, just enough for his cock to spring out, the tip hard and leaking. You practically drooled at the sight, and ran your thumb over his leaking slit. Nicholas sighed, watching you with his lip between his teeth.
"You just gonna tease princess? Or you actually going to follow through with that promise to ride me?"
"Don't be a brat Wang Yixiang, or I won't follow through at all."
Nicholas raised an eyebrow, pulling your panties to the side and positioning you over his cock, just teasing your entrance with his tip. "We're using government names now y/n y/l/n?"
"Depends, are you going to continue to be a brat?"
Nicholas chuckled, shaking his head "I am not the brat baby, you are. But that's okay, I have a foolproof plan to change that."
"And what exactly would that be...?" You sunk yourself onto his cock with a moan, eyelids fluttering shut.
Nicholas snapped his hips up into yours fast and hard, pushing little desperate and whiny moans out of your mouth. "Oh it's easy really, I'll just fuck all that brattiness out of you."
"Is that a-fuck! Promise?"
"Oh princess, it's a fucking guarantee."
And Nicholas wasn't the kind of person to back out of one of his promises. He set a rough, nearly animalistic pace, fucking you hard and fast, cock hitting your sweet spot with every thrust. You could barely speak, you could barely think, only able to feel Nicholas, only able to think about him and how his cock felt inside of you.
"Nicho...Nicho fuck, please please please."
"What do you want princess?"
"Want you to make me cum...please."
Nicholas immediately slowed his pace down as the words left your mouth, chuckling as you whined. "You think you deserve to cum? Think you've earned it?"
"Yes Nicho...Yixiang, please."
"Okay then my pretty princess, you can cum, cum all over my cock for me."
Nicholas' permission was the last thing you needed for the knot of pleasure within your stomach to come lose, burying your head into your boyfriend's neck as you creamed on his cock. Nicholas pushed himself deep inside you as he came, letting out his own long groan to accompany you whines and moans of his name.
You both panted quietly as you came down from your highs, Nicholas' car hot and sticky with sweat and the smell of sex.
"Juju's gonna kill me for fucking in the car," he whispered making you laugh softly.
"If he does then I'll kill him back for fucking in my room."
Nicholas laughed, kissing your cheek softly "I love you, you know that right?"
"You've mentioned it once or twice," you giggled, pecking his lips. "I love you too."
~
Thump
"Ow..."
"Nicho I swear if you don't shut the fuck up."
You whisper yelled, helping Nicholas back up off the floor of your room and leading him to your bed.
"Sorry sorry, but who just leaves a chair there?"
You deadpanned him, falling onto the covers of your bed and dragging your boyfriend to lay next to you, quickly checking to see if your roommate and Euijoo were still asleep in her bed. "Under the desk? Where they usually are? Oh I don't know everyone?"
"Oh ha ha you're so funny."
"I'm glad you agree," you giggled kissing his nose. The two of you settled into a comfortable silence, letting the sound of the other's breathing lull you to sleep. It was peaceful, quiet and almost too relaxing, until the soft voice of Euijoo rang through the room.
"Yo Nicho, you okay? You totally ate shit tripping over that chair."
Warnings: suggestive content, swearing, making out, grinding, talks of marriage, frat boy Jaehyun, reader gets called baby, talks of feeling neglected in a relationship
A/N: this is not me saying I will be starting to write for boynextdoorâs Hyung line, but this is me saying Myung Jaehyun and Park Sungho have taken over my brain. And that I might start writing for at least BND's '03 line
Suggestive content. Minors DNI
âShit!âÂ
You giggled at the man's barely whispered curse. Jaehyun turned to grin at you, tilting his head playfully as he pulled you into his chest, pressing a sweet kiss to your lips. âYou think my pain is funny?â
âOh you'll be fine you big baby, you have other toes.âÂ
He scoffed, blindly reaching behind himself to flick on the lights to his room, tugging you inside and out of the upstairs hallway of the Beta Nu Delta frat house. He walked backwards, leading you towards his bed and then sinking into the plush mattress, looking up at you expectantly an eyebrow raised. âWell? Aren't you going to join me?âÂ
You rolled your eyes playfully before swinging a leg over his hips, placing yourself in his lap. âSorry Mr President.âÂ
Jaehyun raised an eyebrow, hands smoothing up your thighs and skimming across the hem of your skirt. âDon't let the boys hear you calling me that, I'll never hear the end of it.âÂ
âI don't plan on letting the boys hear us at all Myungjae,â you smiled as he shivered at your nickname and looped your hands around his neck so you could play with his hair. He huffed out a soft laugh, leaning up to capture your lips in a sweet, passionate kiss. Ever since he had become the president of his fraternity, moments like this were rare with your boyfriend, reducing to quick dates and sneaking into each other's rooms after hours. You sighed into the kiss, adjusting yourself on his lap and pressing closer, your torsos touching. Jaehyun wasted no time slipping his tongue into your mouth, grinning at the whine which left your lips. He broke the kiss, grin widening when you chased after his lips.Â
âYou missed me that much baby?âÂ
âOh shut up,â you smacked his shoulder, rolling your eyes when your boyfriend yelped.Â
Jaehyun rolled his eyes back at you before he lifted your chin with the tip of his finger, kissing your lips again. âBecause I missed you,â he pushed his hips up into yours, grinning when you gasped. âI missed so much baby.âÂ
âWell maybe if you werenât so busy, you wouldn't have to miss me.âÂ
You didn't mean for it to come out so harsh, but Jaehyun winced, kissing you softly. âI know. I'm so sorry my love, I've been neglecting you.âÂ
âIt's okay Myungjae, I understand, this is important to you.âÂ
âBut you're important to me too. I can't be neglecting my wifey now can I?âÂ
Your breath caught as the world left his mouth and you shook your head. âI'm not your wife Jaehyun.âÂ
He shrugged with a grin, kissing you again. âFuture wifey then.âÂ
You laughed softly, shaking your head âis that your way of proposing to me Myung Jaehyun?âÂ
âNah. That's my way of promising to propose to you,â he let his fingers skirt up your thighs, pressing into the muscle. He grinned when you shivered and kissed you again, slipping his tongue into your mouth immediately. You shifted on his lap and he groaned into your mouth. Your kisses became more messy and desperate, Jaehyunâs fingers dipping into your underwear to swipe through your folds.
âI'd say yes,â you whispered against his lips, breaking the kiss. âIf you asked me to marry you I'd say yes.âÂ
âYeah?â He grinned, kissing you desperately once more. âFuck I love you.âÂ
âWanna show me how much?â You hummed softly, biting his lip as you pulled away from the kiss. Jaehyunâs eyelids fluttered and he let his head tilt back as a low groan escaped his mouth. He was grinning when he looked at you again and wasted no time flipping you both over so your back was against the mattress.Â
âOf course baby,â he whispered, pressing a kiss to your stomach. âLet me show you how much I love you.âÂ
Warnings: morning sex, riding, reader takes on a more dominant role, San has a big dick, reader gets called baby and sweetheart, San gets âusedâ for the reader's pleasure and he likes it.
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A/N: in my San feels, going feral over the video of him dancing with his shirt off, this very self indulgent little fic was born.
18+ Only. Minors DNI
âShhh, we might wake up Mingi or Seonghwa.â
âFuck them,â San laughed softly, continuing to press soft ticklish kisses to your neck and cheeks. âWho cares if we wake them up?â
âYou do,â you giggled, gasping as San's morning wood pressed into your thigh. âBecause you don't want to get scolded.â
âI'd get scolded if it was for you,â he mumbled into your neck, grinding his erection into your thigh.
âThat's sweet Sannie,â you hummed softly, sliding your hands into his hair and tugging gently, making the man hovering above you moan.
âThat's me,â your boyfriend hummed, kissing your cheek as he flipped the both of you over so you were sat atop him. âYour sweet, sexy boyfriend.â
âNow I didn't say sexy,â you giggled at San's scoff, rolling your hips on top of his. His eyelids fluttered and he gripped your hips tightly.
âOh? So you're grinding up on me because you think I'm not sexy?â
âI didn't say that either,â you smiled, pulling your sleep shirt, which was actually just one of San's shirts, over your head, shivering as the cool morning air hit your bare skin. San grinned, letting his hands smooth up the sides of your torso and up to your breasts, thumbing your pebbled nipples.
âBut, for the record,â you sighed dreamily as San gently flicked your nipple. âI think you're very sexy.â
âYeah? So what're you going to do about it?â
San raised a challenging eyebrow, one hand sliding down your body and into your sleep shorts to swipe his fingers through your wet folds.
âIâŠâ you rolled your hips into his hand, sliding your own up San's defined abs, fingers dipping into the valleys between each one. âAm going to ride your big, fat, sexy cock. If you'll let me, of course?â
âIf I'll let you?â San repeated back to you, a laugh in his voice as he circled your clit with his fingers. âBaby,â he drawled, âI'll let you do whatever you want to me.â
~
San thought you looked ethereal like this. Early morning sunlight cascading in through his bedroom window to paint your skin with a warm glow. Your hands were planted on his chest, thumbs caressing his nipples as you bounced on top of him, soft, sweet moans falling from your lips.
âFuck Sannie,â you sighed, clenching around San's cock as you sat yourself fully on top of him. You threw your head back, eyelids fluttering closed and lip tucked between your teeth. âSo fucking good.â
âYeah?â San grinned, rolling his hips up into you.
âYeahâŠâ you sighed out again before resuming your slow grinds on top of him. You smoothed your hands down San's torso and then up your own, tweaking your own nipples, making yourself whimper out in pleasure. San groaned watching you, smoothing his own hands over your thighs, squeezing the flesh gently. He could watch you forever when you were like this, so full of pleasure, bathed in sunlight and using his cock, using him to make you feel good.
âFuck that's it sweetheart,â he moaned, pressing his thumbs hard into your thighs. âRide meâŠuse me.â
You raised an eyebrow as the words slipped from San's mouth, the man below you having the decency to look shocked at himself. He shivered as a small smirk made its way onto your face. You threw your head back with a soft laugh before looking at your now blushing boyfriend. You planted your hands back on his chest. âThatâŠis so fucking hot Sannie. You want me to use you? Use you for my pleasure?â
âGod yesâŠbaby please.â
You laughed again, leaning down to capture San's lips in a filthy kiss. He whimpered into your mouth, sliding his tongue against yours. He whined again when you pulled away, blinking up at you with hooded eyes. You smirked down at him again, biting your lip. âWell then,â your voice had taken on a tone which made San shiver. âYour wish is my command.â
†Synopsis: What happens when a SanHwa girlie succumbs to her pent up one-sided sexual tension and types it out on her keyboard.
†Genre(s): drabble*, incoherent and filthy smut
†Content: polyamorous!au, established relationship!au, non-idol!au
†NSFW Warning(s): just lickin' and suckin' and fingering away (fem receiving), manhandling, hard dom!Hwa, Sannie's more of a softer dom, one pussy slap, light mxm
†Note*: this content is completely fictional.
"Stay still."
Your limbs trembled under your very compromising position, muscles feeling as if they were made of elastic banding threatening to snap if pulled too hard. You could only complain through muffled whines and weak whimpers, the hem of your shirt bunched and shoved into your mouth to unveil your breasts. You could do nothing but watch the thick fingers that squeezed the soft flesh and toyed with your nipples. Blurred in the background was your boyfriendâone of twoâwhose hands rested on the back of your thighs to make way for his mouth to access your sensitive little pussy. His perfectly gelled hair from the morning became a disheveled shell of what it used to be, black locks falling over his forehead still stiff and shiny from the hair product.
Though those details became secondary when his eyes threatened you with a simple glance. Without warning, a sharp smack made contact with your clit and you cried out, your vision blurred with tears while the wet cotton slipped away from between your teeth. With your legs squirming, your hands rushed to reach between your thighs but to no avail, theyâre caught swiftly by his own. One hand went to sooth your throbbing nub with its thumb, a large difference with what hit you before. You didnât resist, your weak head falling back against the tummy of the man who held you, the man who completed your relationship dynamic in full circle.
His eyes were naturally sharp, but they were warmer and more forgiving with you. But you made no mistake to think that he would go any easier on you, he could be meaner if he wanted to.
âSannie,â you mumbled between sniffles.
San, who snuck you a loving gaze, wiped your tears with his thumbs and your dripping nose with the sleeve of his silk button-up. His lips merely teased you with a feathered kiss on the forehead as he smoothed his hand along your head. He reached for your shirt, shushing you softly in the process.
âEverythingâs all right, Baby. Keep it in your mouthââhe stuffed the spit coated fabric between your lipsââand be good.â
âI told you to stay still and you just wonât fucking listen,â Seonghwa said lowly. His lips were coated in your arousal and his own spit, glistening under the warm lighting from the floor lamp.
You muffled an incoherent apology before being pathetically handled like a doll, repositioned to sit on Sanâs lap. Your sore legs were stretched open again with this time, held open by the strength of his sturdy arms hooked around the back of your knees. Seonghwa crawled closer, the mattress dipping as he did so. His face was so close to yours, though not touching, you could almost feel his hot skin. He observed the cotton between your teeth, breaking character for a brief moment with a ghost of a smile appearing on his lips as he firmly tapped your cheek one, two, three times.
âAt least you know how to do one thing right. Good girl,â he praised before kissing your cheek.
Lowering himself to lie on his belly, his hands found purchase on Sanâs thighs, thumbing them across his black slacks. He pushed himself forward to prod your entrance with his tongue, retracting it once it slipped in as far as it could go and dragging it unhurriedly up your lips and meeting your clit. The tip poked and teased at the hood, before Seonghwa pulled back and pursed his lips to gather a wad of warm spit that soon seeped down your pussy lips. He traced their shape with his thumb, then followed suit with his plump lips trapping your clit in their hold.
Your body shivered as all you could do was comply, whimpering in quiet pleasure while he sucked with gentle pressure. You felt a pair of lips pressing kisses down your skin, starting from behind your ear all the way to the dip of your neck. San was whispering words that you could barely make out, catching a few things in your ear like how you were doing so well and to hold out for a little longer.
âJust take it, Sweetheartââhe squeezed the back of your quivering thighââthatâs all you gotta do.â
Pointing your feet to the ceiling, keeping your legs open, and letting them have their way with you; thatâs all you had to do. You should be more than proficient in doing that by now.
âYouâve taken our cocks so many times. Donât tell me this is harder,â San taunted, softening the blow with a wet suck on your neck.
You shook your head side to side, chest heaving with large breaths before muffling a weak noise when two fingers slid into your pussy. There was no specific point for you to focus on. Every touch, every wet, sloppy sound, and every word screaming at you to pay attention to them. Seonghwa didnât have to worry when San was there to check on you, so he didnât intend on holding back at all. His middle and ring fingers moved on from relaxed pumps to a rapid âcome hitherâ pattern between your walls, all the while his mouth was still going strong on your clit.
Your eyes snapped open as your head pushed off from Sanâs shoulder.
âMmph!â
You couldnât keep your promise anymore, wriggling in his hold while your shirt absorbed every desperate noise you made. You didnât know what to do with your hands, itâs as if they briefly had minds of their own, moving aimlessly at your sides before finding purchase on the sheets. Your muscles were left stunned and your mind went blank that you hadnât even registered the iron grips pressing into the back of your knees.
Youâre left a twitching mess, your toes still curled in your socks when San eased your legs back down.
Seonghwa almost slipped his tongue out to lick his lips, letting out an amused hum before coming closer. Youâve become sandwiched between your lovers, sore and weak from the work youâve been put through. All you did was bask in the warmth that engulfed your half naked body, complete in their space.
âYou want a taste, Baby?â
You knew he wasnât referring to you when you felt his cheek press against your ear, sharing a sweet kiss with San until the sounds grew louder and their lips moved with more heat in motive. He squeezed your breast and with his free hand, grabbed the younger manâs own to touch his erection.
âOur sweet girlâs had enough, hm?â Seonghwa muttered between kisses. âLetâs put her to sleep.â
You mumbled a half-hearted protest, though it only gave them more reason to kiss your cheeks and tuck you under the sheets. Youâre left to slumber alone, with the last thing you remembered seeing was your boyfriends stripped of their clothes, exchanging desperate kisses at the foot of the bed. You managed to catch a glimpse of San throwing his head back in bliss when a hand reached lower to wrap around his stiff cock before you finally let up and let your vision turn black.
You knew well enough that youâd find yourself between them when you woke up, completed in their warmth once again.
Warnings: dom!Seonghwa, dom!Hongjoong, sub!reader, mommy kink, vouyerism, begging, slight degradation, polyamory, crying, pet names: princess, baby, swearing, unprotected sex (don't do this please)
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A/n: I maintain that I don't have a mommy kink but maybe just for Park Seonghwa I do. Also I'm trying out more short-form smut writing with the timestamp format so let me know if I should do more things like this.
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âMommyâŠHwaâŠplease.â
âI know baby,â Seonghwa cooed, thumbing away the tears which had begun to gather in the corners of your eyes. âI know. Mommy's going to take good care of you.â
He hadn't moved his cock inside you since he slipped himself inside you moments ago, apparently wishing to prolong your torture of not having him fuck you longer than he already was.
You worried your lip between your teeth, looking up at Seonghwa with glassy eyes, the man's smile soft as he looked back at you. âPromise?â
Seonghwa cooed again, leaning down to lick over the shell of your ear to make you shiver. He shifted his hips minutely, the small thrust inside of you making you whimper. âOh baby,â he licked over your ear again, voice low when he spoke, âI'll make every wish of yours come true.â
He pulled back from you and completely removed his cock from inside you, only to shove himself back into the hilt. The action caused you to cry out, sliding up the bed as Seonghwa began a rough pace, snapping his hips into yours with precision.
âHwaâŠHwa, Seonghwa, pleaseâŠmommy!â Your words were almost incoherent, mind numb with pleasure, and Seonghwa was looking at you so fondly, lip between his teeth as he let a few deep groans slip.
âThat's it baby. So good for mommy. So fucking good for mommy.â
You threw your head back, eyes rolling from the pleasure Seonghwa was providing you with. He never let up with his pace, relentless as he fucked you into the soft sheets of his mattress, his moans sounding more and more like growls the longer you went on.
âMommy,â you whimpered, throwing your arms around Seonghwa's neck to bring him in for a messy kiss, more spit and teeth and tongue than anything. âNeed to cum. Need to cum so bad.â
âYou need it do you?â Seonghwa raised an eyebrow as he pulled away from you, slowing down his thrusts and smirking when you whined in disappointment.
âYes! Need it so bad. Seonghwa, mommyâŠHwaâŠplease.â
Seonghwa tsk'd, shaking his head. âI'm not the one you should be begging baby.â
For the first time that night, your attention was directed to the corner of Seonghwa's room, to the navy blue velvet armchair and to the man sitting in it, biting the tip of his finger with his teeth as he watched you and Seonghwa.
âYou didn't forget about me, did you princess?â
Kim Hongjoong was a vision when he was like this.
Gazing at you with eyes so dark you were sure you could see your reflection through them, acting nonchalant as he sipped on his whiskey and watched you, even as his cock strained against the material of his slacks.
You shook your head quickly, moaning when Seonghwa's cock hit a particularly sweet spot inside of you âNo! Hongjoong, I swear I didn't forget about you. I would never. I could never.â
Hongjoong looked pleased with your answer, setting his whiskey down on the coffee table and leaning back in the armchair with his thighs spread. He hummed softly as he popped the button of his slacks, dragging the zipper down slowly, almost as tortuous as Seonghwa's slow grinds inside of you. You let out a pathetic whimper as he freed his cock and both men laughed, although Seonghwa sounded far less composed.
âYou want to cum princess?â Hongjoong hummed condescendingly, motioning for Seonghwa to resume his relentless pace of fucking you.
âYes! Yes Joong I want to cum so badly, please let me cum. PleaseâŠplease.â
âSince you begged so nicely,â Hongjoong purred, squeezing the base of his cock. âCum. Cum all over Seonghwa's cock, cream on him.â
Your gaze was abruptly ripped from Hongjoongâs as Seonghwa turned your face back to him, squishing your cheeks together. âAnd you're going to look at me while you do it. He's not making you cum, I am. You understand?â
You whined out a yes, feeling so close to the edge with Seonghwa's actions and Hongjoongâs permission. Seonghwa grinned triumphantly and kissed your pout before redoubling his efforts. âGood girl. Then cum for me. Cum for mommy.â
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Y'all send your San smut recs and your San hard thoughts my way I've been in my San feels for literally the past month and it doesn't look like I'll get out of my San feels any time soon
Pairing: Kim Hongjoong x Park Seonghwa x Fem!reader
Genre: smut, non-idol!au, sugar daddy!au
Summary: Becoming the sugar baby for married couple Kim Hongjoong and Park Seonghwa hadn't been in your original life plan, but you had learnt very quickly that the biggest benefit to being Hongjoong and Seonghwa's baby, was Hongjoong and Seonghwa themselves.
Warnings: smut, mommy kink, Seonghwa likes to be called mommy, polyamory, bisexual Hongjoong and Seonghwa, married Hongjoong and Seonghwa, threesome (mxmxf), oral (m receiving), vouyerism, dom!Hongjoong and Seonghwa, sub!reader, swearing, reader gets called: baby, good girl, princess, alcohol consumption, sugar daddies Hongjoong and Seonghwa, sugar baby reader, unprotected sex (please donât do this), Hongjoong likes to watch and Matz are both nasty as hell
A/n: hey y'all! It's...it's been a while. Ngl I've just been so busy I haven't had time to write/really been inspired by anything. So I just, disappeared lol. This isn't a promise that I'll be back soon, but I was inspired while procrastinating studying for an exam and this little Matz piece was born. I hope you all enjoying it and thanks for sticking around!
Smut under the cut. Minors DNI
"I'm so fucking proud of you, you know that? You worked so hard, you deserve everything baby," You laughed at Seonghwa's words, the man pressing desperate kisses to the side of your neck as you sipped on your champagne.
"Only after the first hundred times you told me Hwa," you giggled again, melting against Seonghwa as he nipped your neck playfully. Your plan for celebrating your university graduation had originally been to attend a party with some of your classmates, but when your sugar daddies turned boyfriends surprised you by coming home early from their work trip to see your ceremony and celebrate with you, your celebratory plans had quickly led you back to your boyfriends' apartment and into their arms.
You liked to maintain that becoming a sugar baby had never actually been a part of your life plan.
No, that hadnât been a part of your plan at all. You were going to graduate high school top of your class, go to one of the best universities in the country and graduate top of your class there too, so you could go into the best job in your field. You hadnât anticipated spilling coffee all over the suit of the Kim Hongjoong while working as a barista three years into your degree, nor had you anticipated him and his husband Park Seonghwa offering to pay for any expenses you needed them to, so that you could focus on your final year of your degree, only wanting to spend a couple of hours a week in your company in return.
And you absolutely could not have anticipated a relationship which had begun as purely transactional between you and the two men to blossom into the dreamlike romance you had found yourself in. The men didnât do anything by halves, Hongjoong had told you on your third date, and they had never wanted the relationship with you to be only transactional, they had always wanted something more.
So no, none of it had been a part of your original plan.
However, despite that you couldnât find yourself complaining all that much, for what was there to complain about when you had Hongjoong and Seonghwa? The perfect additions to your life.
"What about you Joong?" You hummed softly, moving your gaze to that of your other lover, sipping his own champagne as he watched you both with dark eyes. "Are you proud of me?"
The man smirked as you addressed him, taking another slow sip of his champagne. "Of course I'm proud of you my princess, I'm always proud of you."
You smiled, delighted with his response, gasping softly as Seonghwa continued his trail of kisses across your neck. "Yeah? Wanna show me how proud?"
"I think Seonghwaâs doing enough of that right now," Hongjoongâs smirk widened when Seonghwa hummed in agreement. "Maybe I'll just watch for a bit, what do you think Hwa?"
"Whatever you want love," Seonghwa detached his mouth from your neck to reply to Hongjoong, before addressing you once more, voice sickly sweet as he pulled you into his lap. "What about you baby? Want to be good for me so I can show you how proud I am of you?"
"I'm always good for you Hwa, always good forâŠ" you hesitated on the word, eyes flickering between your two lovers. "I'm always good for mommy."
Seonghwa shuddered as the word left your lips, his eyes rolling back momentarily before he glared at Hongjoong, the other man huffing a soft laugh. "What Hongjoong?"
"Nothing, nothingâŠit's just baby bats her eyelashes and calls you mommy and you're ready to do anything she asks of you."
"Because she's a good girl who deserves the world, don't you agree?" Seonghwa countered, licking up the side of your neck as he spoke, eyes challenging Hongjoong.
But his husband didn't back down, merely setting his champagne down and leaning forward with a smirk. "I think that you're an enabler Park Seonghwa."
"If I'm an enabler then you're even worse than me Kim Hongjoong."
"I thinkâŠ" you hummed the words softly, nuzzling into Seonghwaâs neck. "That perhaps you could do this later? After I'm all fucked out?"
Hongjoong laughed, getting up from his chair and walking towards you and Seonghwa, pressing a bruising kiss to your lips. "There's my girl, why don't we show you how proud we really are?"
~
"That's it baby, sucking Hongjoongâs cock so well, such a good girl for mommy." Seonghwa pressed himself against your back, cooing in your ear as he watched you lap at the head of his husband's cock. Hongjoong, to his credit, looked mostly unaffected, but you knew better and the way his eyelids fluttered closed when you ran your tongue along his slit let you know that you were doing everything just right.
"Mommy's good girl," you hummed softly as you pulled off Hongjoong's cock to breathe. You kisses his tip gently, looking up at him through your lashes, "Hongjoongâs good girl tooâŠ?"
Hongjoong's dark gaze softened at the hint of a question in your words and he nodded, thumbing your cheek gently. "Yeah, always my good girl baby." You smiled softly, pressing another, sweeter kiss to the head of his dick before descending your mouth onto him once more. Hongjoong let out a groan, smiling softly at Seonghwa, who had watched the entire exchange quietly, eyes soft. He smiled back, pressing a kiss to Hongjoongâs thigh, smirking when the action made the man kick his hips up into your mouth.
"You're evil HwaâŠso fucking evil."
"Nah," he grinned, shaking his head, "I'm just, what was it you said? An enabler." Hongjoong rolled his eyes playfully, before returning his attention to you, nearly gasping at how content you looked with his cock in your mouth, just so happy to give him pleasure. "Think you can make him cum like this baby?" Seonghwa whispered into your ear, locking eyes with Hongjoong as he sucked on your earlobe.
You nodded around Hongjoongâs cock, humming in affirmation. "Good," Seonghwa purred before turning his attention back on Hongjoong. "You gonna cum for our baby Hongjoong? Give our good girl your load? Watch her swallow it all and then watch her get fucked by me?" Hongjoong threw his head back at Seonghwa's words but very quickly fixed his gaze on you.
"Want to hear her say it, want to hear her beg for it." Seonghwa grinned, pressing a kiss to the side of your head.
"You heard the man, beg him."
You immediately pulled off Hongjoong with an obscene pop, still stroking his length in your hand. "Please JoongieâŠplease, please, please. Cum, want your cum. Please Hongjoong, I've been so good. Don't I deserve it? Aren't you proud of me?"
"...oh fuck," Hongjoong stilled, eyelids fluttering shut as he let himself go, hands carding through your hair as he spilled into your mouth. You swallowed it all diligently, opening your mouth to show both Seonghwa and Hongjoong, the former humming in approval.
"Good girl," he whispered, "we're so proud of you."
"I think it's time for your reward now, don't you?" Hongjoong hummed, pulling you into his lap and turning you to face Seonghwa. He pulled your panties to the side and began to run his fingers through your wet folds, collecting your slick and holding his fingers out to Seonghwa. The other man practically tripped over his feet to get to Hongjoong, eyes rolling into the back of his head as he tasted you on his husband's fingers. Hongjoong removed his fingers from Seonghwa's mouth before slipping them inside of you, grinning at the half-gasp/half-moan you rewarded him with. "What do you think princess? Should I let your mommy fuck you? Let him fill up this sweet, pretty pussy with his cock? Let him make you cum?"
"YesâŠGod yes Hongjoong please. I'll do anything." You whined, canting your hips into Hongjoongâs hand. He chuckled, slipping his fingers out so he could rub the head of his cock against your puffy entrance. Hongjoong raised a challenging eyebrow at Seonghwa who was watching the two of you silently, a dangerous glint in his eyes. "Yeah? Anything?"
"MhmâŠanything Joong anything. Just please!" You cried out as Hongjoong slipped his cock inside you, giving a few shallow thrusts before pulling out and pushing you towards Seonghwa, grinning as you stumbled into the man's arms.
"What are you waiting for then? Put on a show."
And put on a show you did, Seonghwa wasted no time pressing you into the sheets, making sure you were facing Hongjoong where he was sat in his desk chair. Seonghwa unceremoniously tore your panties from your body, whispering a heated promise to buy you a new pair, before sliding his cock against your pussy, groaning when you desperately grinded back against him.
"Is that how you ask baby?" Seonghwa tsk'd, tapping his cockhead against your entrance.
"No," you replied quickly, shaking your head. "I'm sorry HwaâŠI'm sorry mommy. Please fuck me, I need you so bad." You craned your neck to look at him, eyes welling with desperate tears. Seonghwa cooed, brushing your tears away and leaning down to kiss your forehead.
"Of course baby, because you asked so nicely."
The first thrust of Seonghwaâs into your weeping pussy had you seeing stars, crying out Seonghwaâs name as he began a relentless pace of fucking you. You let your gaze move to Hongjoong and that almost made your situation worse. He was still sat in his desk chair, cock still standing proudly against his stomach and leaking copious amounts of precum onto his expensive dress pants, soiling the fabric. But he wasn't doing anything about it, simply sitting there and watching you and Seonghwa with a dark proud expression, eyes almost black with lust. You knew he was getting almost as much pleasure out of this just by watching you and you whimpered at the thought, fucking yourself back onto Seonghwaâs cock. Seonghwa draped himself across your back, almost holding you in a mating press and pressing a wet kiss to your cheek.
"Look at him baby," he whispered. "Look at the way he's watching us, watching you. He's getting off on this, on how sexy we are."
And to Seonghwa's credit, he was absolutely right. Hongjoong was getting off on watching the two of you, watching the loves of his life share their love with each other. Knowing that you were all his, that he was the only one who got to see the two of you like this, who got to have the two of you like this. That was the best part of it all.
"I think you're going to make our baby cum Hwa," he hummed thoughtfully. Seonghwa laughed, before straightening up and drilling into you even harder than before.
"Yeah? You gonna cum? Cum for mommy?"
"Mhm, mhm." You nodded desperately. "Gonna cum for mommy, can I cum for mommy?"
"Of course baby, you can cum, cum for mommy."
You cried out as your orgasm finally hit you, pressing your face into the sheets as your walls clenched desperately around Seonghwaâs cock. He groaned deep as he reached his own orgasm, pressing deep inside of you as he pumped you full of his cum. Seonghwa kissed your head gently as you both came down from your highs, moaning as he pulled his cock from your hole and watched as his cum spilled from you. "My sweet girl, did so well for me."
"Did so well for us," Hongjoong hummed, standing from his seat and making his way towards you. With the help of Seonghwa, the two of them lay you against the soft pillows of their bed, Hongjoong moving to hover over you and press a sweet kiss to your lips. "You think you've got one more in you for me, pretty girl?"
"Always Hongjoong," you hummed softly. "Please. Doesn't feel right without you too." Seonghwa smiled at the exchange, pressing a soft kiss to your head and Hongjoongâs lips.
"Treat my baby well," he whispered. "I'll get something to clean us all up with."
"I love you Seonghwa," Hongjoong hummed, smiling up at his husband.
"And I love you," Seonghwa smiled, giving you both another kiss. "You behave baby, just like I know you are."
"Of course mommy," you giggled, feeling soft and high of the endorphins from your first orgasm. Seonghwa shook his head fondly before quietly leaving the room, making you put your attention solely back onto Hongjoong.
Moments like this weren't rare with Hongjoong, but each one of them was so precious that they felt like a rare jewel. He slipped inside of you easily and began to fuck you gently, not pushing your body beyond the limit he knew you could take. He treated you like you were precious, bringing you closer to the brink of your second orgasm and himself closer to his own.
"That's it princess, you just cum for me whenever you want." He whispered softly, pressing his forehead against yours. "We're so proud of you baby, Seonghwa and I. You've worked so hard and you deserve the whole world. I'm so, so proud of you."
"I love you Hongjoong," you whispered softly, kissing his lips. "I love you and Hwa so much."
"We love you too baby," Seonghwa's voice sounded from the doorway and the presence of your other lover pushed you over the edge once more and into another orgasm, this one only more powerful than the first. Hongjoong buried his head into your neck as he came, a muffled "I love you," whispered against your skin.
He almost refused to part from you as he came down from his orgasm, but with some gentle coaxing from Seonghwa he eventually pulled far enough away from you that Seonghwa could get you all clean.
"So," Seonghwa hummed softly once the three of you had settled onto new, clean sheets. "What do you want for your graduation present?"
"You mean this wasn't it?"
"Don't be silly," Hongjoong grumbled into your neck. "What kind of sugar daddies would we be if we didn't spoil you?"
"I always thought Hwa was a sugar mommy," you giggled, squealing as Seonghwa tickled your side. "But, there is a new pair of shoes I've been eyeing recently."
"Yeah? We'll get them for you."
"If you ask nicely enough we'll buy you the whole store."
You and Seonghwa dissolved into giggles as Hongjoongâs words, him eventually joining in despite the fact he didn't really know why it was so funny. Eventually your giggles subsided and you fell into comfortable silence as the three of you began to drift off.
Even if this wasn't in your original plan, you couldn't find it in you to care, because you got this, you got them.
And that was better than any plan you could have come up with.
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summary; changbinâs top line outfit makes you act up.
rating; e for explicit
pairing; seo changbin x reader
authorâs note; once again, i have nothing to say for myself. big apologies to changbin. itâs not your fault that youâre exactly my type and iâm completely delusional over it. title has jackshit to do with the fic, idk the word count bc i wrote this in drafts, and it is NOT edited, as per usual. maybe iâll change the banner once better stills come out.
warnings; essentially porn without plot, copious amounts of body fluids (whatâs new), wap!reader (again, whatâs new?), riding, unprotected sex, multiple creampies, changbinâs cowboy hat, established relationship, mentions of 3RACHA + reader, mentions of ot8 + reader, one mention of a flaccid penis, animal references (not beastiality.. itâll make sense when you get there), daddy kink (apologies but if you know me, then thereâs really no surprise), joking during sex, dirty talk, breeding kink/pregnancy mentions, squirting, brief appearance of primal play/kink (think predator/prey), d/s dynamics, and i think thatâs it but if i missed something just⊠let me know đ„č
âbin, bin, bin!â you squeal, head dropping to meet the back of the sofa.
changbin only grunts, thick arms wrapping around your waist as he slides further down the cushion. your pretty, little cunt is squeezing him so hard; he canât believe youâre this worked up over a single fingerless glove and a cowboy hat. well, actually, he can, but thatâs besides the point.
the black vale state tee is sticking to him uncomfortably, cowboy hat no longer sitting atop his head as it should. the brim digs into his neck awkwardly and his sweat-drenched fringe is getting caught in his eyelashes but it would take the grip of satan himself to get him to stop fucking up into you. no way heâs gonna let a little wardrobe malfunction keep him from making this pussy cream all over him like itâs begging for. absolutely no chance in hell.
âbinnie, binnie,â you pant, looking over your shoulder and down at the way his wrists cross over one another so his hands can squeeze at your ass. âso so good! look sâgood, feel sânice.â
âshit, yeah?â he asks, hugging you to him even tighter. âfuck, baby. the hat, take the hat for me,â he begs, unable to drive his cock into your pussy the way he wants.
you listen â always a good listener for him â and pull the cap from his head like he asked. you whine because he has to stop to readjust the two of you again, but he just shushes you, presses a sloppy kiss to your mouth in apology.
âjust,â he huffs, thick hands gripping your plushy hips to pull you onto your knees. âgive me a second, baby; iâll get you right.â
you donât know what compels you to do it, but in the time it takes for changbin to get comfortable with his back most flat against the couch, youâve slipped the cowboy hat onto your own head. it sits askew because of your hair, but it still makes changbinâs monkey brain holler like tarzan, stroking some weird possessive desire he wasnât aware he had.
âfuck, baby,â he croaks, grip on your hips tightening as he thrusts up into you again. âyou look so pretty, prettiest rider with the prettiest pussy.â
you gasp, swiveling your hips as your eyes glaze over, gripping changbinâs biceps for dear life. he pumps his hips so quickly, nearly gone feral at the sight of you â his pretty, little cowgirl with her bouncy tits and creamy pussy. youâre not even riding him, not really, but it doesnât matter. the pretense of it is enough to make changbin want to fill your cunt to the hilt with his cum over and over again. besides, who wouldnât when faced with the picture you make? sitting all pretty on your knees and letting him hold you up, all naked and whiny with your soppy, swollen pussy gushing all over his dick every time he so much as twitches inside of you.
you look at him with heavy, lidded eyes. your bottom lip is tucked tight between your teeth but it does nothing to hinder your sounds, high pitched mewls and squeals as you pinch and pull at your own nipples, working yourself into a frenzy alongside changbinâs thick cock. he wants to devour you, so many places he wants to touch, lick and bite. your pretty body drives him insane and heâs infuriated that he doesnât have enough hands to do everything, wonders briefly if one of the boys would want to help out, before he has to reign himself in or risk nutting too quickly. itâs not that changbin has the desire to be cucked, nor is there a desire to open your relationship, but stray kids are his family. the boys are like extensions of himself and they adore you just as much, so why wouldnât he want to take care of you â of them â this way? why wouldnât he want to overwhelm you with pleasure and in turn, share his greatest, most prized possession with the ones that love him most (second only to you and his parents).
âg-god, youâre pretty, baby,â he praises, watching your jaw go slack. âso pretty on my cock.â
âmhm!â you sigh, rolling your hips into changbinâs thrusts. âpretty for you,â you mewl, tucking your chin to glance where the two of you are connected, âjust for daddy.â
âshit,â changbin grunts, faltering the slightest bit as he decides to throw caution to the wind. âgonna cream in this little cunt,â a harsh smack to your ass causes you to keen loudly, âgive my pretty baby a real reason to call me daddy.â
the thought of being bred â a mare to his stallion â makes your pussy clench. neither of you are quite ready for kids at this point, but it doesnât mean there isnât the aching want there for the future. youâd bear changbin all the children he wants, give him a baby every year if thatâs what he asked for, let him keep you barefoot and pregnant for years, a pretty pet to be ridden hard and put away wet.
your reaction doesnât go unnoticed, but changbin already knows how you feel about that. he doesnât necessarily have a daddy kink the way you do, but heâd be lying if he said the title didnât do anything for him when itâs coming from you. itâs less about the title itself and more about his desire to take care of you, but if heâs being honest with himself, itâs probably the title too, at least a little bit.
while lost in thought, he must have slacked on his movement because youâre whining now, eagerly pushing yourself on and off of his lap in an attempt to bring yourself to the edge. itâs cute, the way you pout and sob, not able to get the momentum or angle that satisfies you, not the way your changbin can.
âbinnie,â you huff, clawing at his cotton covered shoulders. âchangbin, please.â
he clucks his tongue, blowing bangs out of his eyes. âyah! thatâs not what you were calling me!â
youâd laugh at his pout if you werenât so desperate to get off, but you are. still you produce a pout of your own, settling in his lap with your full weight.
âplease,â you beg, leaning forward and dangling your tits in his face. âbeen so good, havenât i, daddy? donât you wanna make me come?â
he does, probably more than he wants to come himself. so he nods, uses all his might to lift you back up so that he can pump his hips back into a steady rhythm, one that makes you moan out and your eyes roll back in your head. he can feel his balls tightening with each sloppy squelch of your cunt, orgasm drawing nearer and nearer with each ravenous spasm of your walls.
âdaddy,â you sob, hat barely hanging on your head. âdaddy, daddy, daddy! gonna make me come. gâna make me come sâgood.â
your babbling makes changbin insane, setting flames alight in his tummy. the muscles in his stomach jump and his thighs flex, straining with effort to maintain a rhythm thatâll have you coming hard enough to jump dimensions.
âtouch your clit for me, baby, hmm? câmon touch your clit for daddy.â
you nod frantically, licking two of your own fingers and stuffing them between your folds. your cunt twitches with the extra attention, walls fluttering around changbinâs cock and giving away your oncoming orgasm.
âjust like that,â changbin mutters, eyes dropping to the way he spears you open, your slick covering his pelvis in a pearlescent sheen. âcome on that dick, baby. show daddy who owns this sweet cunt. show me how good you are.â
âgood for you,â you mumble, eyes nearly crossing with the harsh way you rub at your slippery and engorged clit. âalways good for you, always good for daddy. daddyâs cunt, daddy owns this cunt,â you slur, and changbin doubles his efforts because he can feel you on the brink, ready to tumble over any second. âiâm gâna come, fuck, daddyâs gonna make this pussy come.â
and he does. thereâs only one last strong thrust before youâre trembling so hard he thinks youâre crying, pussy spasming wildly as it milks his cock, triggering his own orgasm. youâre so loud when you finish, a squeal that would make changbin slap a palm over your mouth to prevent you from being heard if he had any braincells left. instead heâs twitching in his own aftermath, filthy praises of how tight and wet and warm your cunt is for him.
âso much for being a man of principles,â you tease, flopping forward as you wait for the numbness that always follows after a mind-blowing orgasm to fade.
âhey!â changbin screeches, hips jostling you in your place. âi am still very principled! itâs not my fault youâre a temptress!â
you swat at him, giggling and pressing kisses to his dimples. you love him so much. even when heâs loud and blaming this on you like he didnât enjoy it, like he wasnât the one who started it by looking so scrumptious in a that stupid ass outfit in the first place.
âi take it you liked the fit, though?â he jokes, eyebrows wiggling.
âmhm,â you hum, kissing him just because you can and running your hands over his pecs. âyou looked so good, daddy,â you grin, feeling his cock twitch inside you where heâs still seated. you bite his bottom lip and tug, feeling the heat lick at your belly once more. âyou all looked so good.â
changbinâs eyebrows furrow and raise at your admission, something electric stirring in his gut as an earlier thought re-enters his brain. he rumbles, something like a deep purr, and feels his dick hardening a bit quicker. you definitely notice, if your swaying hips are any indication. changbin shakes his head, keeping you pinned to his chest as he slowly fucks up into you again, forcing the mixture of his cum and yours to bubble out around his dick.
âthink so?â he rasps, mouth working along your jaw and throat. âdid you think about anyone else fucking this pretty pussy open in their stage fit or was it just me? hm? donât get shy on me now, baby. tell me who else youâd let inside this greedy, little pussy?â
âbinnie,â you whimper, gripping his dick like a vice. unsure of his intentions, you only shake your head, denying anything of the sort. âyour pussy. want only you inside.â
changbin huffs, thrusting up into you hard and fast for a few moments before slowing back down. youâre a mess, brain melting out of your ears from how good his dick feels inside. you want to come; you want changbin to make you come all over his cock again.
âplease,â you whine, blinking down at your boyfriend pitifully. âwanna come, binnie, wanna make a mess.â
âyeah,â changbin hums, fucking you in earnest. âyou go ahead and come whenever you want, baby,â he coos, corkscrewing his hips in a manner that hits the soft, spongy spot inside of you whenever he pushes in.
you can only sigh happily, let changbin do all the work as you slowly fall apart once more. he doesnât mind, not really. daddy likes taking care of his princess â likes taking real good care of that delicious, little cunt of yours too.
âmmm, daddy,â you moan, tits rubbing against the vinyl of changbinâs shirt, clit stimulated by the neatly trimmed hairs at the base of his cock. âyour dickâs so good,â he feels you clench, droopy eyes squeezing shut as a shudder rocks through you. âbig ân thick, feels so, so good inside me. iâm gonna come again?â thereâs a questioning lilt in your voice like youâre confused by the onset of it, but you laugh and moan nonetheless. âgod, you make me come so easy.â
âyeah,â changbin confirms, ready to burst himself. âwonder if channie hyung could make you come as easily? no? what about hannie? think our little quokka could make you come as nicely?â
the mention of changbinâs closest members makes your orgasm rear its head before youâre mentally prepared for it, thrashing and screaming in changbinâs hold. he holds steady, grip on you tight even as he fucks up into your cunt meanly, jack hammering his hips to heighten your climax while hurrying his along.
youâve quite literally soaked him when all is said and done, leaving a puddle on his black tee, splatters of your release dripping to the floor. heâs filled you up again, smoothing his large hands over your hips and back in soothing swipes, careful not to irritate your (likely) sore pussy any more than he already has. thereâs drool on your chin and your eyes are glossy, a wild, yet adoring look in them.
âyou know,â changbin begins, smoothing your hair down where itâs begun to frizz up. âif i wasnât so confident about being the absolute love of your life, iâd be concerned about how hard you come from me talking about my band members when my dickâs inside you.â
you laugh with a snort, loud and ugly, and changbin feels so in love that he could explode. when your laughing fit calms, you shrug, caressing his jaw with lazy hands. you dislodge yourself from his lap, torn between a giddy smile and a grimace when gravity does its things and causes cum and slick to run down your legs.
âwhat can i say,â you start, rolling onto your back beside changbin and trying not to launch yourself into another laughing fit, âi have a thing for short men.â
âhey! i am not short! you take that back!â changbin hollers, moving to chase after you since youâve suddenly decided to book it to the other side of the dressing room after that comment.
youâre almost successful at stifling your laughter but then your boyfriend squeals, nearly slipping in the puddle youâve left on the floor, and all you see are his muscular arms flailing in order to hold himself steady, dick flopping around like a fish out of water. laughter peels out of you, leaving you heaving against a random stool. changbin looks ridiculous, shirt in disarray, hair matted to his forehead, nothing but socks on from the waist down. he glares at you from across the way, hands on his thick hips as he surveys your surroundings.
âcareful daddy, wouldnât want you to hurt yourself. you need those little legs for your performance tomorrow.â
his growl is loud and you canât suppress the shiver passing through you when you hear it, nor can you hide the quiver in your thighs when he tilts and rolls his neck, popping the joints before fixing you with narrowed eyes. if looks could carry out actions, youâre sure youâd be pinned to the floor, split open on that rapidly filling cock and begging for forgiveness. they canât though, so you smirk, standing up straight and moving your naked body back into changbinâs full line of sight.
âwhatâs the matter, binnie? legs too short for you to move quickly? afraid you wonât be able to catch me?â
your boyfriend shakes his head and grins. only his baby would have the nerve to mouth off this much after coming, only you would dangle that sexy, little body in front of him like a tease. you forget heâs an apex predator where youâre concerned, well versed in putting you in your place even if he enjoys your pokes and banter.
âoh baby,â he croons, hungry, brown irises raking over your body. âbetter get a head start if youâre gonna run âcause when i catch youââ
âif you catch me,â you tease, slowly putting distance between the two of you.
âwhen i catch you,â he continues, licking his lips, âyouâre gonna wish youâd kept that perfect mouth shut.â
âthatâs it?â
âno,â he says, not elaborating. âbut i think itâll be better if i show you.â
your belly rollsâ fear, adrenaline, and arousal mixing dangerously within your veins. heâs so sexy; you want him to own you again. however, it wouldnât be as fun if you werenât a brat until the end, so you snort, huffing a breathy laugh as if your boyfriend has told a ridiculous joke.
âsure thing,â you nod, âwhatever you say, shortie.â
âfive, four,â changbin begins.
âwhat is this? hide and seek?â
âthree, two,â he continues to count, no longer playing into your games.
âone,â you whisper playfully, the look in your eyes screaming, âcome and get me.â
ânow run,â changbin rumbles, sending a thrill to the pit of your stomach.
he watches you turn tail and hears your giggle, taking after you once heâs deemed youâve had a good enough head start. the room isnât that large, so you canât get far, but he lets you pretend. after all, fucking you for a third time will be so much sweeter that way. and boy, he cannot wait to fuck all that sass right out of you.
