"i know, babyboy, i know," you angle your hips just right so your clit gets the friction it needs with every movement. it's absolute torture for gyu, you know it, but you already feel so full and fucked out just from grinding on his cock.
mingyu reaches up to get a hold of your waist, trying his best not to just slam you down on his dick and make you ride him because he knows you feel good, loves it when you do. he feels the heat of your cunt envelope him with your every move, his crotch and lower stomach probably a glossy mess from how wet you are. he wants to feel all of you so bad though, wants to fuck up so deep into you you're seeing stars and throwing your head back. but he can't seem to move, too mesmerized by the way you're moving your body, how you're using his to pleasure yourself.
so he whines and pleads for you to fuck him, garbled noises leaving his plump lips and you almost couldn't understand him. you lean over, hands now flat against his chest and your palms graze his nipples, eliciting a broken whine from him. this angle has your hips moving faster, your clit now the main focus of all the pressure of your movements.
"what is it, honey?" you croon, only to be met with a pathetic cry. "use your words, babyboy."
mingyu gasps, your words and your tone making his mind fuzzy and his back eager to arch. he manages to get a few words out through his haze.
"w-want you to f-fuck meâgodâ please," he pleads, tears pooling in his eyes and making them sparkle you almost feel like giving in. "p-please fuck me, use m-me!"
"i will, honey, i will," you press a kiss to his cheek, then his lips before parting it with your thumb and letting a glob of spit to fall into his open mouth.
"swallow." mingyu's eyes almost roll to the back of his head when he does so, your actions and demeanor going straight to his dick. "that's a good boy."
nsfw content - do not read or interact if you are under 18
cw - non-idol!au, porn without plot, pegging, butt plugs, prostate massage (kind of), feminization, mild degradation, hands-free orgasm, multiple orgasms, hair pulling, spanking, name calling, dirty talk, pussy/cunt used to refer to hongjoong's ass, dick/cock used to refer to a dildo, petnames (princess, babygirl), alcohol, recreational drug use, hongjoong wears panties, they have sex in seonghwa's bed
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Hongjoong was pretty. Hongjoong with his bubblegum pink acrylic nails and his fishnet tights that peeked over the waistband of his trousers and hugged his pretty figure tight. Hongjoong with his pouty lips coated in shiny, sticky clear lip gloss and pretty doe eyes with glitter dusted on the lids and long eyelashes curled. Hongjoong was so fucking pretty. This was a fact and he constantly used it to his advantage.
If he wanted free entrance to a club all he had to do was press his tongue to the inside of his cheek and smile his coy smile to get a stamp on the back of his hand and his free drink token. If he wanted someone to buy him a drink all he had to do was giggle and touch their arm to get himself the sweetest cocktail on the menu. And if he wanted someone to fuck him stupid, all he had to do was ask. Nobody would say no to somebody as pretty as him.
You werenât an exception to that rule either.
Hongjoong had known you for a few years and had slept with you more than a few times, so he knew full well that you would never turn him down. He also knew full well that you could make him cum harder than anybody else heâd ever had the pleasure (or displeasure, depending on the person) of sleeping with. However, just because you never turned him down didnât mean you never tried to play hard to get.
âWhat do you mean youâre busy? Youâre at a party, dipshit!â Hongjoong yelled over the music playing, one hand holding on tight to his solo cup full of Red Bull and vodka and the other holding onto his hot pink wax pen. There was a frown on his lips as he watched you lean back against Seonghwaâs kitchen counter, narrowly avoiding bumping shoulders with another one of Seonghwaâs friends.
âExactly. Iâm at a party, not an orgy,â you joked, looking down at your own cup of beer. Hongjoong huffed at your words and took a step closer to you so that you could smell his cotton candy sweet perfume. The waistband of his lacy panties became visible when his low-waisted jeans shifted slightly and his already cropped shirt rode up just enough to show off his belly button piercing, dotted with a pretty pink jewel. âYou realise not everybody is here to get in your pants, right?â
Ever the bitchy bottom that he was, he put his wax pen between his lips and inhaled slowly, before letting out an exaggerated exhale right onto your lips.
âNo, but they all want to,â he said, a pretty grin appearing on his pretty lips. His eyes looked you up and down as though he wanted to eat you alive. âPlus Seonghwa has flavoured condoms in his bedroom.â
You rolled your eyes.
âYeah, because you love using condoms when you have sex,â you said, voice dripping with sarcasm. Hongjoong glared at you and drank from his cup, drops of Red Bull clinging to his shining lip gloss. He reached around you to set down his cup and took a step closer to you. His perfume smelled stronger now and if it was anybody else wearing the sickly scent you would have gagged. The scent suited Hongjoong though, so you inhaled as deep as you could before hooking your thumbs into the belt loops of his jeans, pulling him closer so that his crotch was flush against yours. âTell me why youâre so desperate and I might consider spending some time with you.â
Hongjoong leaned in for an uncharacteristically gentle kiss, leaving behind lipgloss and the bitter taste of energy drink and alcohol on your lips. He pouted when he pulled back and arched his back slightly. Only when you slipped a hand into the back pocket of his jeans did he smile again, pushing his ass into your touch.
âI got ready for you before I came here,â he hummed. He dipped a thumb beneath the waistband of your jeans and raised an eyebrow. Cocky. âAlready wet and full for you.â
âIs that so princess?â you asked, letting go of his ass to snatch the wax pen out of his hand, your lips closing around the lip gloss-coated surface as you inhaled. Hongjoong nodded, his tongue peeking out from between his teeth when he smiled.
âCame to Seonghwaâs dumb party just for your dick. No one else here knows how to fuck me properly,â he whined, pouting like a spoiled child whoâd gotten the wrong Christmas gift. You were thankful that the music was loud enough to cover up his words, although you were certain that everybody could tell exactly what the two of you were talking about. Hongjoong sighed softly. âNo one else here can make me cum like you do.â
Youâd be lying if his words didnât make your stomach feel warm, your thighs pressing together to relieve the pressure now present between your legs. As always, Hongjoong could tell when his words had finally hit their mark, and he looked you up and down again in that hungry, desperate way that only he could make look attractive.
âWant me to fuck you dumb in your best friendâs bed?â you asked, gripping his chin and bringing his face close to yours. Hongjoong went cross-eyed as he tried to look at your lips, smiling wide.
âFuck yeah I do,â he breathed, closing the space between you both and smearing his lip gloss over your lips as he kissed you. He kissed like the only way he could breathe was by taking the air from your lungs. One lick into his mouth had him gasping, grinding his hard on against you. You smiled against his lips and pulled away. He was so easy.
âThen you better haul ass up to his room baby,â you told him, landing a slap on his ass that made his cheeks flush.
Hongjoong made sure to have a tight grip on your wrist before he did as he was told, climbing the stairs up to Seonghwaâs bedroom two at a time in his rush to get there. With every extended step his jeans would shift down slightly so that you could see the cute little skull tattoo at the base of his spine, half-covered by the waistband of his panties. You reached up and pulled the fabric back to let it snap against his skin. Hongjoong giggled, glancing back at you before tugging on your wrist to make you hurry.
It wasnât the first time the two of you had done something like this in Seonghwaâs room. Youâd spent more than a handful of Seonghwaâs parties in his bed, fingers up Hongjoongâs ass or down his throat until the whole room smelled like cum and sweat and spit. Maybe it was a bit of a dick move but Hongjoong always looked so gorgeous when you fucked him that you could never find it in yourself to regret it.
âCome here,â Hongjoong huffed, eyes fixed on you even as he threw himself onto Seonghwaâs bed and pushed down his jeans. You locked the door behind you, watching with a smirk on your lips as Hongjoong kicked his jeans onto the floor to reveal that his panties were nothing more than a skimpy thong, doing little to cover his erection.
âWhore,â you said, pulling off your shirt and kneeling between his spread legs. Hongjoong preened beneath you, letting out a soft giggle.
âThank you,â he hummed, reaching up to grab the back of your neck. âWant your fucking tongue.â
âDoes being high make you this horny?â you teased, leaning down but not close enough for Hongjoong to reach your lips. He rolled his eyes.
âShut up and kiss me,â he demanded.
The moment your lips met his Hongjoong let out a long whine, lips parting to let your tongue lick at his bottom lip. He tasted like vodka and sour candy and lip gloss and when he ran his tongue along the underside of your own you could feel the stud of his tongue piercing. Really, Hongjoong wasnât an amazing kisser when he was this horny, but he made up for it with his enthusiasm, sucking on your tongue and gladly taking every drop of saliva that dripped from your mouth into his. He reached up to tug at your bra, his teeth digging into your bottom lip and tugging on it hard enough to make you hiss.
âFuck me,â he muttered, kissing you quickly with swollen, spit-slick lips.
âMake it worth my while,â you muttered, grabbing a handful of his hair tight enough to make him cry out. Your free hand landed on his cock hard, Hongjoongâs back arching into the slap. âShow me how wet you are for me, hm?â
You had half expected him to complain but instead he just wiggled out of your grip on his hair, scrambling to take off his crop top and after grinning at you for a brief moment he finally reached down to take off his thong, revealing the precum smeared over the head of his dick and when you leaned back to sit on your heels, the pastel pink jewel at the base of the butt plug in his ass.
âPretty, right?â he hummed, taking a hold of the base to pull it out a little before shoving it back inside of himself, letting out a breathy moan. You watched him fuck himself on the toy, undressing the rest of the way and sliding a finger between your wet lips, gathering slick on your fingertip and rubbing it over your clit with a soft sigh. Hongjoong frowned, lifting his hips into the air. âQuit fingering yourself, come fuck me.â
âOh? Are you sure you deserve it yet?â you teased. Hongjoong shoved the plug deeper into himself before pulling it out completely, sucking on his bottom lip as he clenched around nothing.
âSo fucking wet for you,â he mumbled, rubbing two fingertips against his rim. âWant you to make me squirt.â
As always, whatever Hongjoong wanted, he got.
The strapon youâd fucked Hongjoong with last time was still in Seonghwaâs bedside chest of drawers, carefully cleaned and disinfected and wrapped in a towel for future use. It had been Hongjoongâs idea to keep it there and it was proving useful, the thick black dildo easy to secure in the harness before you put it on, feeling yourself get wetter just at the thought of fucking Hongjoong senseless.
âYou bring your own lube slut?â you asked, glancing at Hongjoong who just pointed at the bottle of flavoured lube atop the chest of drawers. You scoffed but took the bottle anyway, sitting between Hongjoongâs legs again and squeezing out the lube straight onto Hongjoongâs hole. âDoes Seonghwa know you use his lube because youâre too desperate to wait until you get home to have someone fuck you?â
âDoesnât matter if he knows,â Hongjoong whispered, arching his back as you pushed two slick fingers into him, his rim stretching easily to take them. You watched his face as you bent your fingers inside of him, watched how his cheeks flushed darker with each push further inside of him. âHis fault for hosting these stupid parties all the time.â
You rolled your eyes, carefully pressing a third finger into him. He whined loudly, a small pool of precum forming on his stomach as you searched for his prostate, crooking your fingers and scissoring them until Hongjoongâs whole body shuddered, his hands scrambling to grab your wrist.
âFuck!â he moaned, whimpering when you rubbed that same spot again. âRight fucking there, please-â
âPlease what?â you asked, shoving his hands back so that you could keep fucking your fingers into him, purposely angling them with each movement to hit his prostate as much as you could. One look at Hongjoongâs face revealed teary eyes, his fingers tugging at his bottom lip.
âPlease fuck me already, want your big dick in my cunt,â he whined, his thighs shaking the longer you kept up your movements.
âI donât know baby,â you hummed, a grin spreading over your lips when Hongjoong squirmed at the sound of your words. âAre you sure I shouldnât just make you cum with my fingers?â
âNo,â Hongjoong whimpered, but despite his apparent displeasure, his cock twitched at the sound of your words. âI want you to fuck me!â
âLouder, let everybody know how bad you want me,â you commanded, knowing full well that he was shameless enough to yell anything you asked him to.
âI want you to fuck me!â he shouted, his voice breaking off into a loud moan when your movements became rougher. His cock twitched again and his hole clenched around your fingers, forcing you to push right up against his prostate. âFuck-â
Hongjoongâs whole body stiffened as he came, thighs trembling and squeezing together as cum shot up his stomach and chest. You laughed, rubbing your fingertips into the same spot until Hongjoong was gasping for breath. His body jolted, back arching to show off his beautiful, lean figure while he wrapped a hand around his dick, stroking himself through the rest of his orgasm. He opened his eyes to glare at you, shuddering when you pulled your fingers out of him.
âAre you going to fuck me now?â he asked breathlessly, trying and failing to sound cocky thanks to his flushed cheeks and messy hair.
Instead of answering him you just slicked up the strapon dildo, thrusting it between Hongjoongâs asscheeks a few times before landing a harsh slap on his ass.
âFace down, ass up,â you ordered, smiling when you saw the red spot forming on his ass thanks to the spanks. Hongjoong pressed his face into the sheets and arched his back to push himself closer to you. You gripped the plush fat of his ass, digging your nails into the flesh until Hongjoong winced. You let go and smoothed a hand over the crescent moon indents youâd left behind before finally pushing into him.
A long, satisfied sigh left Hongjoong once you were inside of him, shivering from oversensitivity when you began to set a brutal pace.
âYes, feels so good,â he groaned, pushing his hips back to meet each of your thrusts. With each snap of your hips the excess lube on the dildo and on Hongjoongâs hole made a lewd wet sound, almost drowned out by the moans that were pouring from his lips. You knew everybody outside could hear his sweet noises that were slowly growing in pitch, but the thought of everybody listening to you make a wreck of the boy that they all wanted to sleep with only turned you on more. You delivered a particularly sharp thrust and Hongjoong sobbed into the bedsheets, his entire body shaking. Grabbing him by the hair, you pulled him up off of the sheets, revelling in the pained cry he let out.
âYou like my cock in you babygirl?â you asked, playing with the soft locks of hair between your fingers.
âYes, feels so good in my pussy,â Hongjoong whimpered, making you smirk.
âIs it gonna make you cum again?â you asked, letting go of his hair to grip his neck instead. Hongjoong nodded, trembling when you slowed your movements in favour of thrusting sharper and harder into him.
âWanna squirt on your cock so bad,â he whimpered, his jaw dropping open when you spanked him harder than you had done before. âPlease do that again holy shit-â
The moment you landed another harsh slap against his ass, Hongjoong wrapped a hand around his dick, jerking himself off clumsily in an attempt to reach his climax quicker. With each spank that you landed the more uncoordinated his movements became, drool dripping down from his chin and onto your arm as he got closer to cumming.
âPretty little bitch,â you muttered in his ear before letting go of his throat to push his face into the bed. âComing here all stretched out for me, desperate for my dick inside your cunt. Fuck, youâre so hot.â
Hongjoong could only groan at the sound of your words, his entire body turning limp the moment you picked up your pace again, thrusting hard enough to make the bed frame creak. You placed a hand atop the tattoo at the bottom of his spine, rubbing circles into his feverish skin with your thumb before lifting your hand and spanking the already bright red and sore spot on his ass.
ââM cumming, oh my fucking- holy fuck,â Hongjoong shouted, his voice bordering on a scream as he spilled his second load onto the bed. His body shook uncontrollably while he came, hands trying desperately to find some kind of purchase on the bed to ground himself with.
âGood girl,â you hummed, fucking into him for a little longer until he let out an overwhelmed sob and reached behind him to push at your hips. You snorted and pulled out of him slowly, watching his rim clench around the emptiness. âGod, youâre hot.â
Hongjoong let out a soft, spent laugh.
âI know I am,â he mumbled, flopping over onto his side. He watched through half-lidded eyes as you removed and set aside the strapon, his body still shaking as he came down from his high. âHey, come here.â
You looked up to find him patting the bed beside him expectantly. You lay down on your back beside him and smiled when he immediately shifted close to you, pressing open-mouthed kisses all over your neck, occasionally biting and sucking on your skin.
âJust gotta catch my breath,â he murmured, pulling away from your neck to make eye contact with you. âThen you can ride my face.â
You grinned.
âDeal,â you replied, pulling him closer to you by his hair to press a kiss to his soft lips. You grinned at the feeling of his sticky lips on yours. You shouldnât have been surprised that heâd already reapplied his lipgloss.
Does anyone else get like, crazy power bottom vibes from Ten? Or is that just me?
This story contains: Pegging, Spanking, Domspace? Dirty Talk? Sub!Ten, Dom!Reader
"I'm sorry what?!?" You hoarsely shouted after choking on the food you were shoving in your mouth. Chittaphon had zero shame, period. You felt like you should have gotten used to it after dating him for almost a year, but apparently not. "I said I want you to fuck me, with a strap on." He said like it was the most normal conversation he'd ever had. "Wa-wait why?" You asked. Chittaphon rolled his eyes as if the answer should be obvious. "Because I want you to be more in control, you know, throw me around a bit, be mean to me, that kind of thing."
"Is this your way of telling me you're a masochist?" You asked. "Well, yes, that and telling you that I want you to fuck me but yes," he said with a little grin. You let out a long sigh burying your face in your hands "Chittaphon you're gonna be the death of me I swear," you mumbled, muffled by your hands. He let out a laugh at your dramatic response. "I just, I don't think I'm confident enough," you said. "Oh come on, please?" He said, looking at you with a little pout and fluttering his eyes.
You laughed lightly, leaning back in your chair. "Fuck you, fine you win, but it's not my fault if I don't know what the fuck I'm doing." You said, "Have you even done it before?" "What? Been fucked up the ass? Or been a sub? Or both?" You groaned, hiding your face in your hands again. "Let's just get it over with okay?" You said.
You were in the bedroom about ten minutes later. Ten was grinning widely, holding the toy in his hand. "Are you sure it isn't too... Big?" You asked, taking it from his hands and looking at it more closely. "No, that's totally fine, I've taken bigger than that trust me." "uh- I- nevermind I don't want to know," you said. Chittaphon chuckled and began to take off his clothes.
You followed suit, taking off your clothes but leaving on your underwear and figuring out how to tighten the harness around your hips. You finally got it attached and turned around, seeing Chittaphon sitting patiently at the edge of the bed. "You're already hard?" You asked and he smirked "what I'm excited." "Okay so... Are you gonna be on your back or?" Chittaphon smiled, flipping over and crawling forward so that he was on his knees, ass in the air. "I like it like this," he said, turning back to look at you with a little smirk.
You didn't ever think seeing him in a position like that would turn you on as much as it did. You licked your lips, taking in the scene as you walked over to him. You grabbed the bottle of lube that Chittaphon had left on the side of the bed and poured a generous amount onto the toy, rubbing it around. You grabbed his hips and pushed it up against his hole. He whined, the noise made your confidence grow.
"Okay, I'm gonna push it in now," you said. Chittaphon whined again "come on~ stop being nice to me~ it's no fun when your careful~" he whined and wiggled his ass in your direction, specifically to provoke you. And it definitely worked. You suddenly had a rush of confidence and a little anger at his brattiness. You held onto his hips a little tighter and said "alright, you asked for it," before slamming your hips forward, pushing all of it into him in one go.
Chittaphon let out a loud cry, throwing his head back and clawing at the sheets. You instantly slowed down, your confidence streak gone. The noise he'd made you think you'd hurt him. "I-I'm sorry, did I-" you began to apologize but he interrupted. "Keep going! Don't stop that felt really fucking good, please don't stop." His plea made you bite your lip to contain a groan.
Another wave of confidence flowed through you. You leaned down so that you were close to his ear. "Say that again," you whispered. You surprised yourself with your low, growling tone of voice. Chittaphon shuddered, "pl-please, please don't stop," he pleaded. You groaned before slamming your hips forward again. Chittaphon let out another loud cry of pleasure, his fingers gripping the sheets tightly.
You didn't stop or slow down this time, maintaining your pace as you thrust into him and listened to his loud noises. The power rush and the noises he made aroused you way way more than you thought it would. His flushed face pressed into the mattress also did something to you. "F-fuck! A-are you sure y-you haven't- ahh done this before?" Chittaphon asked through the broken sounds of pleasure leaving his lips. "You're s-so- ahhh fucking good!"
"Really?" You said, feeling another rush of confidence. "How good does it feel? go on, tell me." You sped up, putting all your stamina into your thrusts and Chittaphon let out a loud high-pitched cry, drool beginning to leak from his mouth and onto the mattress. "Fuck! So f-fucking good! F-feels so fu-fucking good!! O-oh g-god fuck! Y/n!" He shouted out your name which made you groan again.
Your eyes were drawn to his ass. The way it jiggled and bounced as you slammed against him. You started thinking about slapping it, and that's exactly what you did. You brought your hand down on his ass, your hand connecting with his skin with a deafening smack! Chittaphon keened, along with a string of curses and babbled words.
It aroused you so much how you'd been able to reduce him to a babbling, screaming mess at your mercy. You'd never felt this kind of power over someone before, and you fucking loved it. You spanked him again and he cried out your name, choking on a moan not long after.
"P-pull my hair!" He suddenly shouted through his babbled sentences and loud moans. It caught you slightly off guard but you smirked. "Say please," you growled. "Pl-please!" He instantly shouted "pl-please pull my hair! Please!" You laced your fingers through his hair and tugged his head back, roughly, very roughly.
Chittaphon screamed again and a sadistic grin spread across your face. "Wow you really are a masochist aren't you?" You teased, spanking him again while still holding his head up by his hair. His fucked out expression was something else. His tongue hanging out of his mouth, saliva dripping down his chin, eyes rolling back in his head, cheeks flushed red. You'd never been more aroused in your life seeing him like that.
"I-I'm g-gonna cum please!" He moaned loudly "pl-please let me c-cum oh g-god please!" "Come on kitty, cum for me." The name took him over the edge and had him seeing stars. His mouth dropped wide open in a silent scream as his entire body convulsed and shook, his cum spraying out and getting on the mattress. You slowed down before pulling out of him. He let out little whimpers and tiny whines as he came down from his high with his face still pressed into the mattress, panting heavily.
You began to come down from your little confident, power bubble and rubbed a soothing hand up his back. "Are you alright?" You asked as you took off the strap on and threw it on the floor, you'd deal with it after. He turned to you with a huge smile "better than alright," he said, flipping onto his back. "Fucking great," you chuckled lightly, laying down with him.
"No but really" he started again after a few seconds "you've never done that? Like been dominant? Never ever?" You smiled and shook your head "was I really that good?" You asked. "Yes!" He exclaimed, throwing his arms in the air. "Fuck that was so much better than I expected!" "So... That means we'll be doing this more often?" You said hopefully. "If we don't I will be very disappointed," Chittaphon responded
Hi! I was wondering if you could maybe do a head canon or short scenario about pegging with sub!hyunsuk (cix) and dom!f!reader where heâs really needy and begging and the reader keeps teasing him?
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Hyunsuk eagerly wiggles his bare ass at you, impatiently waiting for you to touch him.
You spank him once, rubbing your palm over the red handprint. His skin was so soft and smooth, it made you want to lick it, kiss it, dig your nails into it and leave your mark all over him.
Your strap was teasing his hole, prodding his entrance then pulling back to hear him groan in desperation.
"please!" , he begs, in his low, yet soft voice.
"Please what? Baby, you know I can't read minds."
That was a lie. You knew exactly what he was thinking in this moment.
'Fuck me until I cry. Stretch me, fill me up, call me yours.'
He was as transparent as glass, but you wanted to hear the words come out of his mouth. You wanted to see him hide his red cheeks in the pillows because he was embarrassed of saying such naughty things.
He bites onto his lower lip, curling his toes nervously.
"Please- I mean, could you please fuck me... mommy?"
He turns his head just far enough to be able to see your face, trying to guess your thoughts from your expressions.
He was not able to read your mind.
You smirk, grabbing onto his hips and ramming your length into him in one swift thrust.
His eyes shoot wide open, a delayed moan reaching your ears.
He grabs onto the bed linen, spreading his legs so you can slide in even deeper.
Drooling onto your freshly washed pillow, he chokes on his own moans and whimpers.
"mmmm- more! please!"
You drag your nails down his back, the tips of your fingers glistening from his sweat.
You suddenly switch from quick, rough thrusts to slow and deep one's, the kind that made him tingle all over his body.
He pouts, pushing his ass back against. He was ten times cuter when you teased him.
You rub the tip of his dick with your palm and his back muscles instantly de-tense, making his arms lay still beside his body.
Eventho you couldn't feel it, you knew his hole was clenching around your length.
His eyelids flutter as you properly wrap your hand around his cock and begin to slowly jerk him off.
"Does that feel good?" You chuckle, well aware of the answer.
He rubs his forehead against the pillow, nodding, and his hips rut into your hand to further his point.
"Can I cum, please?"
He gathers all of his strength to look up at you with his glassy, puppy eyes.
"You want to cum, baby? Show me how much."
He stretches his arms as far as he can, his fingertips reaching the sides of your bed.
"soooooo much!"
"Thaaaaat much?"
He nods again, trying to stretch even further.
"Alright, baby", you laugh lovingly, "show me how much you can cum for me."
He squeals with joy, his hips jerking on their own as he spurts semen all over your linen.
You keep him full until he's calmed his breath and his dick softens in your palm.
"That's it, good boy."
You gently ruffle through his hair and praise him, before you clean him up and wash the sheets.
His thoughts fade away as he drifts off to sleep, but his smile would linger on until the morning.
âso you want me to believe that youâre a ⊠dom?â jay let out a small laugh at that.
â- a switch, actually but yeah, i think iâm more on the dominant side,â you swivelled around in your office chair to face your roommate jay, who was sitting on your bed and still laughing a bit. you shot him a playful scowl as he covered his mouth with his hand, muffling his laughter.
finals had just ended but a few lessons were still held on-campus for the rest of the semester so jay figured to just stay in and play video games in his room. before long, he got bored, which led him to come into your room just to talk to you.
thoughts on poly reader Ă seongjoong w/both joong & hwa being subs? pretty please? đ„șđ
ahhh i'm so glad you liked it, i was worried it wouldn't be liked as much as other pieces i've written - so yeah, yay and thank you đ
as for poly seongjoong with reader, phew, that's a lot of obedient baby boys for one reader. bc i cannot imagine for even a second that either of them would be big brats - especially hongjoong, he would be so well behaved all the time except the fact that cocky fresh-off-the-stage hongjoong does something to me but we'll leave that for another time.
as for hwa, he could maybe sometimes be a little bratty, like i can imagine him trying to play with hongjoong when you weren't there, and touching himself without permission - but only as a direct response to you being too busy or whatever, never just to rile you up.
but honestly, all i can picture is both of their pretty fucking faces looking up at you on their knees with matching collars or necklaces on, waiting for their instructions and that is, wow, what an image.
wc: 1.6k phew
cw: sub!seonghwa x sub!hongjoong x gn dom!reader, mommy kink, handjob, cumming untouched, praise, degradation, mentions of thigh-riding, pet names (seonghwa: pretty boy, hongjoong: puppy, pup), discussion of rules in and out of the bedroom, punishment
seonghwa insisted it wasn't misbehaving, he wasn't touching himself, hongjoong was touching him, kind of. and whilst he wasn't wrong, he knew it was still against the rules, which is why he was hoping he wouldn't be caught.
he hadn't meant to get so needy but he had been looking for a particular jumper he liked to steal from you when you were away at work and stumbled upon a new set of lingerie you had bought yourself and it got him all worked up.
so he had wandered into the living room the three of you shared to see his hongjoong sat playing on his switch and he begged him to play with him, to touch him. your good boy and said no over and over; reminding seonghwa how angry you'll be if you found out - but eventually gave in to his hyung when the taller boy began kissing him, letting him grind on his thigh.
this was the beautiful picture you had walked in on a little while later, hearing seonghwa's perfect little moans and gasps, insisting to hongjoong that it'll only be a little bit longer - and just as he hit that edge you made your presence in the room known.
'what is happening here boys?'
'n-nothing! we're just...' seonghwa tries to explain as he, red in the face, scrambles off of hongjoong's lap, stumbling onto his feet.
'playing, hwa, you were playing. without my permission.'
as he began to try and deny it, he watched you calmly take off your jacket and hang it up. walking towards him with this quiet seething anger, disapproval at his actions clear, and he immediately realised that instead of denying he should be apologising.
'i'm sorry mommy, i'm so sorry'
'you will be, bedroom. now. wait for me.'
hongjoong had been watching the whole interaction play out, safely from his chair, with his hands together in his lap, waiting. he didn't want to upset you further, he didn't even mean to play with hwa, he was just doing what his hyung told him. you knew this, so you knelt down in front of him.
'hey pup, you were being good right? it was just hwa being bad, as usual, right?'
'y-yes mommy' he nods furiously, as you reach out with one hand to cup his cheek, stilling him.
'my good puppy, always so well behaved, i'll reward you in a little bit, just wait out here for me, yeah?'
'o-okay mommy, are you going to p-punish hwa? he j-just missed you'
'i know, pup, but he broke the rules so yeah i will'
'he shouldn't break the rules so much'
'no he shouldn't' you laugh as you stand back up, your heels clicking on the wooden floors as you make your way to your bedroom. walking in to find your other boyfriend sitting on the edge of the bed fiddling with his fingers; immediately springing to his feet again when you walk in.
'sit back down, and shut up.'
and he obeys, he was always so well behaved when you were around but as soon as you were gone, that's when you'd have issues. silently you walked around the room, slowly taking off your jewellery and the layers of the day. leaving on only your slip from under your dress, and your heels. after what felt like an eternity to the boy on the bed, you turned to face him.
'strip.'
and he did, folding all his clothes up as he took them off, knowing that you hated when he'd make a mess getting changed. soon enough he was naked and looking at you for your next instruction.
'so well behaved now i'm here, huh? shocking.'
you comment as you moved the chair that normally sat at your vanity to the end of the bed, tapping it. he knew he wasn't supposed to reply, simply standing and watching you.
'sit down.'
and he did, placing a hand on each thigh, before you took them and placed them behind the chair, removing any opportunity for him to touch himself. you leant down, letting your lips brush his ear, before saying;
'oh pretty boy, you're always so fucking needy, but you broke the rules. again. so now you're going to prove you can be a good boy and sit there for me, just like that. i don't even need to tie your arms, right? you're going to be good, and not. fucking. move. you won't disobey me, right? needy boy?'
'i... i won't move mommy, i p-promise'
'good.'
and you walk off again, to fetch your puppy, who was more than happy to follow you to your shared bedroom. he was a little shocked when he saw his hyung sitting there but decided against commenting on it. he, instead, watched you make yourself comfortable in the middle of the bed, sat against the headboard; your legs spread wide.
'so, puppy, i thought we'd show hwa what happens when you behave, let you set a good example for him? do you think you can do that for me pup?'
'yes mommy'
'amazing, so take your clothes off and come sit on my lap, facing your hyung'
so he did, making his way between your legs, immediately feeling your arms wrap around him, soft kisses being placed all over his shoulder blades and that back of his neck. as your warm palms ran up and down his body he slowly relaxed into you, becoming needy and pliant - hongjoong always adored you simply touching him. your fingers dancing their way up to the necklace he was still wearing, the simple silver chain with a small heart charm that he never took of; seonghwa had a matching one, it substitutes for a collar that the two would rather wear but can't. it simply meant they were yours, and it was something the three of you adored.
as you play with the charm, hongjoong turns to face you, allowing you to kiss him. the two boys always kissed so differently; hongjoong like he was a little scared, but loved the taste, softly exploring; seonghwa like he was trying to take something from you, like he wanted you to give him something. both had their abilities to make your head spin in opposite directions.
it was when kissing him you slipped a hand down to hongjoong's now hard cock, using the precum to lubricate your slow pumps; slowly making hongjoong stop kissing back and start moaning.
'you see, pretty boy, i was planning to play with both my toys tonight; i've had such a hard day. but you had to go and ruin it, why did you do that?'
'i-i missed you mommy'
'puppy did too, didn't you pup?'
'y-yes mommy, so m-much'
'and yet he managed to be good, to wait until i got home'
'all you ever do is think with your cock, pretty boy, and it's honestly exhausting. mommy wants to reward you, but you never let me, always so desperate.'
slowly your hand increases in pace, as hongjoong leans further into your chest, his eyes closing tightly, as you whisper in his ear;
'you cum whenever you want pup, okay? this is your reward, you don't need to ask, okay?'
't-thank you m-m-mommy'
'you're so welcome, puppy, so good, my good puppy.'
and a whimper comes from the taller boy sitting at the end of the bed, still in the position you had sat him in earlier, as you notice just how red and angry his cock is from his earlier ruined orgasm.
'oh? does my pretty boy want to be played with?'
'p-please mommy, please'
'only good toys get played with, hwa, you know that. what was the rule your hyung broke pup?'
'n-no p-playing withou-out mommy-y'
'good pup' you say, increasing the pace of your hand once again as a reward for playing along in his boyfriend's punishment.
'please! please i... please' hwa cries, watching as hongjoong got everything he had been wanting all day, you laugh a little at his desperation.
'always so desperate, pretty boy, y'know what? if you can cum all on your own, no touching, go ahead - but there is no way you're finishing with either of our help tonight'
you turn your attention back to the beautiful boy in your arms, as he reaches out of the hand that isn't pleasuring to hold. hongjoong always needed to hold someone's hand when he came, something about the intimacy made his orgasms so much better, made his head fuzzier remembering how loved he is.
leaning in to whisper in his ear, you decide to tease seonghwa even further;
'when you cum, my puppy, moan for hwa, do you think you can do that for mommy?'
he's far too gone to verbally respond but just a few seconds later the usual high pitched moans made themselves known, but instead of the usual whines of your name, something else came out instead.
'hyunngggg, f-feels so-so good hyunggg'
'g-gonna c-cum, for h-hyunggg, for hwaaaa'
'p-puppy... c-cum... hy-hyunggg'
and he did, beautifully so, throwing his head back and his seed went all over your hand, some landing on his tensed thighs, and a little on his abdomen. but he wasn't the only one who came;
looking over, there was one very ashamed boy creating his own puddle of cum on the floor, it slowly dripping out of his cock. his hands were still firmly behind the chair, as he looked at you, crying quietly.
'oh look, puppy, turns out hwa can be a good boy, cumming for us without even touching.'
Heeseung misses you.âšThatâs why he find himself encased by your bedsheets, warped in your scent.
Thatâs why he finds himself with your designated pillow nestled between his thighs. Itâs dirty, he knows, but he needs you. And, well, youâre not due home until later.
So for now, he needs to take matters into his own hands - literally.
âY/nâŠ,â Heeseung breathes, hips speeding up against the fabric as he hugs the pillow closer to him. He tries to grind down harder, eliciting another whiny moan of your name.
âY/nâŠ,â Heeseung breathes, hips speeding up against the fabric as he hugs the pillow closer to him. He tries to grind down harder, eliciting another whiny moan of your name.
âY/nâŠ,â Heeseung breathes, hips speeding up against the fabric as he hugs the pillow closer to him. He tries to grind down harder, eliciting another whiny moan of your name.
And then thereâs the familiar fuzzy feeling rising in his stomach that dances around his legs and makes his words incomprehensible.
Heâs close.
Teetering so very close to the edge, dishevelled hair rustling in the bed sheets and his whole body feels light.
He lets his mouth hang agape, breathless whines and soft moans escaping his mouth as he just needs that little bit more stimulation to cumâŠ
In this moment, Heeseung feels so lost.
âAw, what a pretty little sight,â his eyes snap open and his hips falter as he sees you place your jacket over the back of your desk chair, âCould you not wait for me, sweetheart?,â
He shakes his head, coming to sit upward and stare at you. Heeseung tries to play down the surprised look on his face - you werenât meant to be home so soon.
Heâs so cute.
âWere you thinking about me?,â you grin, because you know the answer.
Of course he was thinking about you. The messy sheets wrapped around him and your favourite little pillow under his crotch screams a thousand times that you were on his mind.
âMhmm,â he moans slightly. Such a needy boy.
âPlease carry on, baby, wanna watch you cum,â
And he follows obediently, not a second question asked as he resumes his ministrations. It feels embarrassing now though, with the way your eyes are trained on him.
You know heâs close when his breathing becomes erratic, hips losing their pace.
And before long, heâs cumming all over the sheets, breathless and pleased.
But it doesnât end there. Not tonight. It would be rude to - after all, he just looks so ethereal and soft - like heâs the most delicate human on earth, ready to be tainted by your hands.
âCan I keep touching you? Wanna make you feel good,â you smile down at the beautiful figure sprawled out on your bed. The mess on his abdomen and the stain on your pillowcase doesnât even matter right now.
âP-please,â Heeseung stammers. Oh, does he love, but would never admit, just how you reduce him to something so feeble. And oh, does he love the feeling that verges on painful when your pretty and delicate touch glides over his skin.
âMy beautiful,â you hum, moving the hair from his eyes, âCan I clean your little mess?,â
The interrogative earns rapid nodding from the boy, eyes hooded as he takes in the sight of you licking and kissing softly around his cock. He already can feel himself hardening again, and he canât control the way his hips wriggle when you place sweet kisses on his swollen tip.
Itâs not much longer before Heeseung is hard again, whining out as you take him into your mouth fully. And itâs this feeling he can never get enough of - the feeling of you focusing all of your pleasure onto him, your determination to drive him to the brink.
âSo good, f-feels so good,â Heeseung pushes his head into the duvet to shield his moans from being so loud. Heâs so breathless that his mouth feels dry.
You just hum whilst you continue to messily give him pleasure, hands massaging his balls now because the feeling makes him such a desperate little baby for you. He looks so fucking pretty when he lies here and takes it.
Pulling from him, you replace the feeling with your hand. With the rosy tint on his cheeks, you can tell heâs close again, and youâre surprised - it never usually happens this fast.
âAre you going to cum, baby?,â
Heeseung rasps out the smallest âyesâ that barely fills the walls of the room, hands gripping tightly into the sheets and with abdomen tensing rapidly. The rise and fall of his stomach is followed with moans that increase in pitch, such a beautiful and melodic sound.
And when he cums again - breathless and airy expletives leaving his throat - you donât stop.
The pleasure builds up so much it begins to feel painful, and Heeseung needily begs you to release from him, âPlease, h-hurts,â
âBaby,â you pull up from him, âJust a bit longer please, I promise youâll feel good,â
And he trusts you, so he tries to resist the urge to push you away. His choked sobs are like music to your ears, the sound filling the room like a breeze from an open window.
Heeseung is so beautiful.
Heeseung feels as though he could pass out.
When the pain turns to pleasure again and his cock is constantly twitching in your palms, when heâs warning you that heâs close even though he knows he physically has nothing left to give, you smile.
He feels like a mess as his voice breaks, hair matted to his forehead and skin of his knuckles white as you drive him over the edge just one more time.
Heeseung feels like heâs in heaven.
âMy baby,â you whisper, kissing at the boyâs abdomen, and giggling slightly when the sensation on his sensitive body makes him jolt.
The cum in his stomach drips down into the sheets, onto your favourite pillow - onto his, and youâre both in bliss.
âMy baby,â you repeat, âYou did so well,â
Kissing Heeseungâs forehead softly, you promise that youâll clean him adequately, that youâll change the sheets and make sure he sleeps comfortably.
âI love you,â he whispers against your skin with a lack of breath and a weakness in his voice.
warnings: dom!reader, sub!heeseung, (veeery brief dom!heeseung but not really), edging, overstimulation, unprotected sex, breeding kink if you squint, oral sex (f. receiving), dacryphilia, lovemaking, mentions of food, masturbation, heavy drinking, self-destructive behavior, literally so much crying
word count: 15k
a/n: i am emotional đ„Č thank you guys so much for loving this story. the playlist has been updated here if you want to listen while you read! also, youâll understand this once you read, but the living room song is if the moon turns green by billie holiday <3 again, thank you guys for all of the kind words about this story. i truly, truly cannot begin to tell you how much it means to me :â)
yes. yes. okay, so, the idea of topping any tall guy does it for me because i am pretty short, like the height gap between yunho and i is almost 30cm between us so fuck. yes.
whereas i think some members of ateez are hella bratty when they sub wooyoung, san, mingi yunho is a sweetheart. he just wants to make you happy, will fully eat you out just to make you happy and not even think about himself and definitely cum in his pants
and he is 100% into non-sexual dominance as well, like this man will wear your clothes even if they're way too small bc he likes to be yours. and is a little bit too obsessed with you acting like he's a little bit dumber than he is, reminding him to do basic tasks. ugh.
wc: 0.7k
cw: sub!yunho x afab dom!reader, unprotected sex (don't do this), mommy kink, dumbification, praise kink, degradation, pet names for yunho (puppy, toy), creampie, kinda corruption kink, talk of oral (reader receiving)
eh this didn't go as where i wanted it too, but i tried, sorry if it wasn't what you were looking for
'i-i-is th-this g-good m-mommy?'
'so good puppy, fuck, finally learning how to u-use that cock of yours'
'm-mommy taught m-me so g-good'
considering how gifted yunho is downstairs, he didn't know how to do much with it when you began dating, often lying back and letting you do all the work - becoming a toy for you to play with. often you didn't mind but as his desire to please you increased he began to beg you to teach him how to fuck you properly.
it began with small things, insisting on eating you out as you explained all the parts of you to lick and push to tip you over the edge. and as he became insistent on practising, you spent more and more time on your back. there was a week where every time you and yunho were alone he begged to practice, begged to please you - and you never could say no, not when he was on his knees looking up at you, wanting nothing except your cum on his tongue. needless to say, he's very good at it now.
his newest obsession is learning how to do more than just lie back as you ride him. he wants to fuck you, he wants you to relax, he wants to please you. all he ever wants to do is please you.
so you began showing him, the first time just letting him rut into you at his pace, and get himself off. it began with you helping him into your hole, directing him, and ended with him eating his cum out of you.
'my baby boy liked using mommy?'
'fucking me so desperately, good boy'
'better clean up the mess you made little one'
the second time, you let him spend far too long trying to line himself up, often just thrusting himself until the head teased over your clit - and as good as it was it just became far too frustrating, leading to you rolling his large body over and climbing on. making yourself cum over and over as he begged to finish.
'p-please i-i'm a g-good b-boy-y'
'good at what baby? can't even use your dick properly, b-be quiet and let mommy use you, be a good toy'
'a g-good t-toy for m-mommy'
the third time he managed to penetrate you after only a few teasing thrusts, but immediately tried to speed up to his shallow desperate rutting and that is not what you needed. telling him to slow down, to pull out all the way and fill you up slowly, letting you feel every inch of him.
and he does, so obediently, in and out at this slow pace that stretches you over and over again. the fullness making you dizzy, but yunho's little desperate whines remind you that he needs your help, he just doesn't know.
'y-you can go faster puppy, just a bi-bit'
't-thank you-u mom-ommy'
and so he did, speeding up just enough for both of you, thrusts getting slightly shallower to allow the change in momentum. the marginal change in angle letting him hit that spot inside you and you moaned - moaned in the same way you did when he first found it with his fingers when his was learning how to use those.
'g-good b-boy?' he asks, burying his face in your neck, blushing, beginning to sweat from all the effort. you reach your hand up the brush through his hair, tucking it behind his ear, effectively petting him.
's-so good p-puppy, y-you're d-doing s-so good'
and the moan you get in response, a moan purely triggered by your praise, sends an electric shock through your spine.
as good as his thrusts were, you could tell he was far closer to finishing than you were, so you chose to help him; reaching your hand down to your bundle of nerves, playing with them perfectly, making that knot appear in your stomach and begin to tighten.
'p-p-please... c-cum?'
'such a d-dumb pup, j-just a l-little longer for m-mommy'
'y-yes mom-mommy'
your hand increases in pace, as do his thrusts out of pure desperation, and finally you hit that edge. realising, somewhere in the white haze filling your mind, that you really can teach him to do anything with some practice; that he was such a good boy and he was all yours.
'c-cum puppy, fill me up, yeah? you can do that right? cum in me'
contains: reader being an actor, reader having a vagina, cunnilingus, service top joshua, kitchen sex, vaginal sex, hair pulling, a creampie bc i said so
a/n: what are you willing to do? ooooh tell me what youâre willing to do? kiss it, kiss it better baby
you come home after harsh training for your upcoming blockbuster movie that, for some reason, involved an ungodly amount of action sequences that you had to prepare for. your entire body hurt but upon seeing your boyfriend cooking something up in the kitchen, it feels like all that pain somehow fades away.
âhi, baby,â you announce your presence seeing as he hadnât noticed you yet.
his face lights up when he does.
âoh, hi!â
you approach him and lean in for a kiss.
âwhat are you cooking?â you mutter between kisses as you keep leaning in for more, discovering that itâs particularly hard to stop kissing him right now and he doesnât seem to mind, letting the utensil he was holding fall to the ground and not bothering to answer your question.
he traps you between the counter and his body as your kisses grow hungrier but when he grabs your waist, you break the kiss by hissing. he immediately removes his hands from your body like your very skin was burning him.
âiâm sorry,â he apologises, though heâs not very sure what he did.
âno, itâs okay. i just busted my ass at training today.â
âoh,â he murmurs, slowly distancing himself from you but you grab his forearms and pull his body flush to yours so your lips are against his ear.
âi never asked you to stop,â you whisper, letting your lips brush against his skin and he inhales sharply, âit hurts so bad.â
âwhere does it hurt?â he whispers back, like no other person in the world was allowed to listen in on your inappropriate conversation.
âhere,â you reply with a faux pout while guiding his hand to your clothed core.
he looks down to verify, playing along with your little game.
âhere?â he asks with a concerned look on his face while palming you through your clothes, making your hips twitch.
âyes,â you breathe and wonder when you got so bothered.
âlet me take care of it.â he places a last kiss on your lips before sinking down to his knees.
after getting rid of the clothes standing in his way, he leans in to softly kiss your clit then proceeds to give an agonisingly long lick to your folds.
you roughly grab his hair and make him look up at you.
âdonât tease.â
âi was just being gentle.â he gives you a silly smile as the sting of you pulling his hair makes blood rush to his dick.
you push his face back between legs and this time, he seems to have understood the task at hand. he laps up at your folds like a starving man while making sure to give your sensitive bud some attention too. you let your head loll back as you get lost in the feeling of his mouth greedily licking and sucking your throbbing core.
âjoshua,â you moan out.
âhm?â he hums back, knowing this would send vibrations in the right places and making you tighten your grip on his hair.
âah, fuck.â
you canât help but start to mercilessly grind along his lips and tongue as he tries to keep his head still for you. you gradually speed up your movements as you feel your orgasm start to creep up on you but are abruptly stopped by the thought of being fucked by your boyfriend and how much easier itâd be than doing all the work yourself.
he notices that youâve stopped and looks up at you with a questioning look.
âbabe, are you hard right now?â
he removes his mouth from your cunt entirely to speak and seeing how the bottom half of his face is drenched in his spit and your arousal almost makes you push his head back in. almost.
âso hard,â he exhales but judging the idiotic look on his face, you can tell that youâd have to be more precise for him to understand.
âthink you can fuck me right now?â
he instantly stands up and you can now see that he indeed is hard.
âyes.â he catches you staring at his hard on and quickly starts undressing. he lifts you up so youâre sitting on the counter and you grab onto his shoulder for support. he positions his cock in front of your entrance and slowly pushes it in. when he bottoms out, he looks up at you.
âcan i move?â he whispers and you take a moment to let yourself adjust then nod.
he starts off slowly, making sure to not grab your sides too hard or go too fast at first to avoid hurting you but gently picks up the pace.
âthatâs right, joshua,â you mutter and he moans in response.
all you could hear were both of your frantic noises mixed in with the sound of skin slapping against skin. he was pounding you with everything he had and with his thumb circling your clit, you doubt you were going to last much longer. your hands was fisting the fabric of his shirt as he was biting your shoulder to try to muffle his pathetic moaning, not that you noticed considering how close you were to reaching your high. and out of nowhere, your boyfriend decides to slow down.
âshit, joshua!â you exclaim as you feel your orgasm slip.
âmâsorry,â he slurs and you can tell he was close too, âi was about to cum.â he liked edging himself to make sure youâd finish at the same time but you really werenât in the mood for that right now.
âthen do it- fuck!â he barely gives you the time to finish your sentence before speeding his pace back up. it all happens so fast and before you know it, your orgasm is ripping through your body. you throw your head back as your hips involuntarily twitch and joshua doesn't take long either as you feel him fill you up, his hardness pulsating inside of your walls.
he rides out his high and gradually slows down until he comes to a full stop. you let your body fall back onto the counter and he lets his fall on top of yours, burying his face in the crook of your neck.
âi think your cookies are burning, sweetheart.â
sub!hoshi x softdom!fem!reader x sub!seungkwan - 3.1k
warnings; swearing, smut (MINORS DNI); unprotected sex (be safe!), penetrative sex (vaginal and anal), hand job, miss kink, mommy kink, use of toys, use of restraints, mild dacryphilia, some cock slapping, praise kink (if you squint), did I miss anything?
sum: Filth, straight up. In which Seungkwan acted up like a Mega Bratâą and Hoshi is your very good boy. (threesome!)
A/N: i donât really have a comment on this one, canât really explain the necessity for this total indulgence. hope you enjoy <3
(warnings: gn!reader, volleyball player!reader, sub!Jongho, sadomasochistic themes, light sub space, spanking, degradation, praise, cumming untouched, exhibitionism, mentions of overstimulation)
*taglist after the cut*
note: @berryberry-joongie is the cause for this
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"can you smack my ass as hard as you do that volleyball?"
the sudden question had you choking on your water, sending you into a coughing fit. Jongho rubs your back as you finally clear your throat. dropping the ball from between your knees, you look at Jongho with wide eyes. "you want me to what?"
Jongho's face flushes as he tries to change the subject. one, because he's all flustered and two, seeing the way sweat rolled down the sides of your face and down your neck to your heaving chest is making it a problem for him to sit still. you eye him with a smirk, leaning into place a soft kiss on his jaw. "no need to be shy pup, tell me what you want. besides,"
Jongho bit back a whine, his heart rate quickening as you lick and bite your lip. "we still have 20 minutes until the rest of the team gets here for practice." he can feel his ears burn from embarrassment, his hands coming up to cover his face. you chuckle softly, tugging him closer to you. "under or over your clothes?" your blunt question had a darker blush finding its way onto his face. but with a small voice, be replied with, "under them, please. want your handprints on my ass."
his sudden confession and slight change in tone, made you smile softly. patting your lap, "come on then pup, over my lap." with quick movements, Jongho found himself bent over your knees, his sweatpants and boxers tugged down to his thighs. you let out a sinister chuckle, a hand smoothing over his ass. "such a needy puppy, I haven't even spanked you and you're already so hard." a pathetic whine leaves Jongho's lips as you call him out for popping a boner just at the thought of your hands on his ass.
when you delivered the first hit, Jongho let out an obscenely loud whimper. you smirked as you rubbed the skin that you just hit, before smacking it again. it's only the second hit and Jongho feels like he could cum any second. but Jongho is brought out of his head when you leave hit after hit on his ass, alternating between different strengths. Jongho knows he's being loud, but the feeling of your hand colliding with the plush muscle of his ass feels too good to keep quiet.
it was the 17th hit that sent him over the edge. it surprised both of you, yet you got over your initial shock within seconds, softly caressing the sore and burning skin of his ass. Jongho feels utterly humiliated that he came just from your spanks. his face feels like hot magma when he hears your sadistic chuckle. "such a dirty little pup, cumming from only my spanks." he whines loudly, gripping your thigh when you graze your fingertips over the handprints on his ass.
"we still have 10 minutes until the others get here, think you can cum again for me, pup?"
jay was over at your apartment while you were at work. he meant his visit to be a surprise since he knew you were working long hours every day for the past week. so once he had reached your flat, he put on the playlist he made for you and cleaned the house while waiting for you. even then, you still somehow managed to surprise him even when you werenât there.
when jay made his way into your room to help you clean, he expected a bit of a mess, considering how busy youâve been. what he didnât expect was a flat, medium-sized box neatly placed at the foot of your bed. the box seemed unassuming until he saw âto jay <3â written in your handwriting, on a small note on the front of it.
without much hesitation, he gingerly opened the box. he didnât have any expectations of what the box contained but he couldnât think of anything else when he saw the black cat ear headband nestled in between some parchment paper.
contains: a cautionary tale for public play but no one gets caught, use of a vibrating butt plug, fingering (giving), handjob(giving)
a/n: uhhhhh,,, was very much inspired by this nsfw vid. the ending is unnecessarily corny but i thought it was fitting for mingyu lol
âdo you have a fever or something, mingyu?â
mingyu, not being the sharpest tool in the shed, thought it was a good idea to play around while having drinks with friends which resulted in his body randomly jolting whenever the vibrating buttplug shoved in his hole would press into him in just the right ways, his pupils being diluted, hair sticking to his face and his cheeks being as red as ever.
âactually, he did have a headache earlier today so i think weâre gonna go home guys,â you say as you firmly plant your hands on the table to get everyoneâs attention.
âa headache? this doesnât really look like-â
âhe just needs some rest really, it was good seeing you guys! ready to go, gyu?â
he doesnât really trust his voice for the time being so he just nods, then carefully stands up and waves his friends goodbye with a horribly forced smile. you make your way towards the exit as he follows not too far behind.
when you finally get to your car, he loses all composure. he starts to feverishly hump his seat as his head lolls back while awkward moans flow past his plump lips. his hands are harshly grabbing the sides of his seat and you wonder why he isnât just jerking himself off since no one would see anyway and itâd be way faster than⊠whatever heâs doing. you figure that he wants to finish this properly, in a more private setting because otherwise, this would be a masochist way to try and make himself cum. youâd be lying if you said you werenât enjoying the view though. he notices and if it was possible, an even deeper shade of red would adorn his face.
âdo you want to go to my house or your dorms?â you ask after finally being able to look away from the salacious scene playing before you and starting the car.
âthe dorms- ah fuck,â he takes a deep breath before trying again, âitâs empty, t-the guys arenât there.â
âdo you want me to turn it off?â
âno!â he half-screams, turning to look at you with a panicked expression.
you refrain from laughing at his pathetic state, though you feel the corners of your lips ever so slightly turn.
âalright, boss. just make sure you donât ruin your pants before we get there.â
after a 20 minute drive that felt like an eternity to the both of you, you finally arrive at the dorms.
he practically jumps on you the second you shut the door of his room behind you, harshly pressing his lips against yours to provoke you to do something. anything.
your hands immediately get to work and you start to unbutton his dress shirt as he begins to leave kisses along your jaw and neck. when heâs shirtless, you push him back until he falls onto his bed.
he lays there, lips slightly parted, eyes fixed on you as he waits for your next move.
you unbutton his jeans, start to pull them off along with his boxers and he lifts his hips up to help you. when heâs left naked, you straddle his thighs.
âaw, my poor baby. it hurts, doesnât it?â you jab, softly pressing your hand against his bare cock that had been leaking for a while now.
he can only whine in affirmation as he rolls his hips up against your hand and you honestly canât blame him considering how hard he is.
âletâs check the situation down there, shall we?â
you change positions so his legs are placed over yours, elevating his hips and making the view on his plugged up hole clearer.
the vibrating toy was on its lowest setting, which it had to be or else he wouldâve caused a scene in front of your friends.
âiâm gonna remove it, alright?â you glance at him to make sure heâs still with you and remove the device after he gives you green light by nodding.
once removed, you turn off the sex toy, put it aside and watch how his swollen hole flutters due to its new found emptiness.
âwould you look at that, i should probably take care of this problem of yours,â you chuckle as you reach for the drawer of his nightstand to get some lube.
âplease!â he doesnât really know why heâs begging when he knows youâre going to give him what he wants, force of habit perhaps?
after lubing up two of your fingers, you slowly insert them as he had already been stretched out thanks to the buttplug and directly go for his sweet spot you knew all too well since the poor boy had waited long enough.
that results in him violently arching his back as a broken moan rips from his throat.
âah fuck, yes!â
you plant your other hand on his hip to try and keep him still as you rapidly pump your fingers in and out of him. moans and sighs of content leave his lips as he fucks back on your fingers despite your miserable attempts to keep him from moving too much.
âyouâre not making this easy for me mingyu,â you huff but get no response from him as he is probably too far gone by now.
the repeated movements of his hips drew attention to his cock though. his angry red, leaking cock bouncing with each jerk of his hips that hadnât been touched since this all started. and by the way precum kept dribbling down his member, you most definitely didnât need extra lube to touch him there. so you went for it.
this made mingyuâs eyes snap open to meet yours as he obscenely starts to fuck your hand.
âoh wow, not wasting time, are we?â you laugh as he was practically doing all the work by somehow fucking himself onto your fingers while simultaneously fucking your hand, which made you wonder if he had been masturbating lately.
âyouâre close, huh?â you ask, wondering how long you could make this last before he reached his limit and came.
he whimpers like a beaten puppy while aggressively nodding his head and thatâs when you unmistakably hear the front door open as lively chatter starts to fill up the room outside.
mingyuâs movements falter while yours completely come to a stop and your head snaps to look at the unlocked door of the bedroom and back to mingyu that didnât look as terrified as he should be.
âfuck, theyâre back. if you want to stop, you know the word, baby.â
âplease, please, please.â
oh.
his voice was high pitched and not as quiet as it should be. his eyes were begging you. begging you to keep going and not leave him all bothered like this. begging you to stop so he wouldnât embarrass himself. begging you to make that decision for him.
you didnât really care about being caught to be honest, you wanted to stop for mingyuâs sake but considering how he went right back to desperately fucking your hands, you doubt heâd like that very much.
âok listen up, iâm gonna make you cum but you need to promise that youâll be quiet.â
he firmly positions both of his hands over his mouth at your words to signal you that heâll uphold his part of the deal and that it was now up to you.
you cautiously start moving your hands again, prodding at his prostate while your other hand massages the tip of his cock, making him bury his head into his pillow. what a cutie.
you can hear his hushed whimpers through his hands but you can also see how, if it werenât for the guys in the living room, heâd be moaning loudly about how good you were making him feel. his eyes are shut tight and the tips of his ears are the same shade as his cheeks. poor baby, heâs struggling so hard.
you continue the abuse of his sensitive parts and it doesnât take long before he cums with trembling thighs and violent body shocks. his eyes roll so far back, you fear heâs going to pass out. cum is spurting all over his well-defined abs that had also accumulated a layer of sweat thanks to all of his⊠hard work. you give his cock a last few good tugs before carefully removing your hands from his body.
heâs panting harshly but is blissed out nonetheless, making you wonder how the hell heâll be able to walk out of this room without the others catching onto what had happened.
âthank you.â itâs weak but you hear it nevertheless and if you were honest, you were a bit envious of his euphoric state as you felt your now damp underwear stick to your core.
âthink you got a second round in you?â
this makes him giggle and jokingly pinch your thigh.
contains: unprotected sex/creampie (HELLOOOOO), service top!cheol and power bottom!reader, reader has a vagina, spit?, cheol has a big dick <3, impact play, bondage, slight brat taming, slight possessiveness
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"mm, wait, not yet," you murmur to seungcheol. his cock was against your pussy, about to go in, just like you had asked, before you told him to stop.
"do you need me to stretch you out some more?" he asks. "more lube? feeling uncomfortable?"
you smile at how much attention he pays to you, but shake your head no. "want to try something with you, baby. be good for me and keep your cock right at my hole, but don't put it in yet, got it?"
you move your hand down your body to your clit and rub it, slowly, at first. the sensation was a bit more unfamiliar, but the head of his cock stimulated you more than you thought it would.
with every movement of your fingers on your clit, seungcheol feels your pussy flutter around the head of his cock, and he shudders in pleasure.
"fuck, baby, look at you," you say to him. "your cock's not even in my pussy yet and you're already falling apart."
he whines as the vigor at which you play with your clit speeds up, the pulsing of your pussy getting tighter and tighter.
"you're not thinking of disobeying me already, are you, cheollie?" you tease. "be a good boy and put it in. just the tip for now, and if you last until after i cum, you can fuck me any way you want."
he groans as he follows your directions, putting just the tip of his cock in, but it feels like you're stuffed full at the sheer girth of it.
"you're so big, cheollie, you like stretching out my pussy like that? hmm?"
he lets out a whine at your words and spits on his fingers before replacing your own fingers on your clit. the saliva makes it more slick and pleasurable for you.
"rub it faster, cheol, make me cum around your thick fucking cock, baby. that's it, baby."
he moves faster, almost at an inhumane pace, and right when you cum, he can't help but follow suit and push the rest of his cock inside you.
"s-sorry, y/n, fuck, your pussy-" he gasps as you tighten around his cock as it's sheathed inside of you. "so good, fuck, need to make you cum again, can i? can you cum around my cock for me, please?"
you sob as your orgasm is prolonged by seungcheol shoving the rest of his cock inside you, but you nod, and in his post-orgasmic haze, he chases a second orgasm as he fucks your pussy with so much power that it makes your body move along the bed.
you hold him by his throat, causing a groan to leave his throat.
"look at me while you make me cum, sweetheart."
"ngh-can't, fuck, can't-" he cries. "cause, 'f i look at your pretty pussy i might cum."
his insolence earns him a strike across his faceânothing too rough, but enough to sting and cause redness to flow to his face, but it also earns him a groan.
"follow my directions or i'll make you watch as i cum around a dildo instead of your pretty cock." your voice is demanding as he shakily opens his eyes and lets out another cry at the sight of himself inside of you. it's as if his hips were on autopilot; as much as he wanted to slow down and enjoy the view, the way you felt around him was too good.
he would rather die than let anyone else but him make you cum, you included.
he huffs at the mention of the dildo. "don't mention-fuck, don't mention that fucking toy ever again. i'm gonna be the one to make you cum."
his attitude annoys you momentarily. "pull out, seungcheol."
he huffs, but follows your directions.
"stay like that, kneeling for me." on shaky legs, you grab handcuffs and a gag. "what's your safe action?"
"clap my hands, threeâ" he pants. "three times, and we stop."
"good." you place the gag in his mouth, and tap his cheek, almost in a belittling way. "you need to learn a lesson."
you then cuff his hands and lift his wrists to be around the pole in the middle of your bedframe. if he wanted to get off, he'd have to fuck the air.
he watches as you kneel right above his cock, but your pussy never actually touches it. and then comes the worst part; the fact that you're rubbing your clit.
"if you'd kept your mouth shut, you could have gotten to make me cum. instead, you'll just have to watch."
» Pairing: Yuta x Reader (gender neutral)
» Genre: Smut, Drabble? Kitten Hybrid!Yuta, Sub!Yuta, Dom!Reader
» Word count: 1k+
» Warnings: Public handjob, praise kink & dirty talk
» A/N: I saw this video on twitter where Yuta was being a kitty and you know I just had to do this. I hope I fed the Sub!Yuta enthusiasts well (do yaâll even exist ajdhdh istg Iâve seen like three of you kiddos on tumblr)
» Summary: Yuta was always an obedient kitten for you â always so obedient.
Yuta was always an obedient kitten for you.
He hated being told off and seeing you angry. Thatâs why he was always on his best behaviour. He knew if he was being good, youâd praise him, maybe even give him a pat behind his ears; that was his favourite spot.
He was totally wrapped around your finger. Which is why you knew he wouldnât retaliate at dinner when you decided to feel him up.
Truth be told, you werenât focusing on anything anyone was saying around the table â you were too busy staring at your boyfriend. He wore a cap to cover his ears, his slightly damp hair peeking out; a simple white tee with a denim jacket over the top, and skinny black jeans which showcased the curves of his thighs deliciously.
As manly as Yuta looked right at that moment, you knew it wouldnât be lasting for long.
You noticed the curve in the corner of his mouth as you placed your hand on his thigh ever so lightly. Yuta turned his head to look at you and smiled, placing a soft kiss to your temple before turning back to listen to Taeyongâs story. He must have thought you were just resting your hand there like he did time to time when he was nervous â that was until you inched your hand higher and higher, giving his thighs a little squeeze. All it took was a little touch and normally Yuta would be putty in your hands and thatâs exactly what was happening now.
Your fingers started making random patterns on Yutaâs thigh, fingers situated dangerously close to his crotch. His breath hitched slightly when he felt your fingers ghost over his growing erection, groping him over his jeans.
