this is a nsfw blog so minors and ageless blogs please dni‼️‼️
my ult bg groups;
- TXT : bias’ are soobin and taehyun
- Seventeen : bias’ are jeonghan and minghao
- Enhypen : bias’ are jake, heeseung and sunghoon
my ult gg groups;
- TWICE : bias’ are tzuyu, jihyo and sana
- Itzy : bias is ryujin
- Kiss Of Life : bias’ are natty and julie
my guidelines : my blog will have nsfw content so if you are an ageless blog or if you’re a minor then GO.AWAY. or i WILL block you!!!!
things i will write for : sub/dom themes, bdsm however not too extreme such as whipping, AFAB, nsfw obv, stepcest, basically anything that is not in the ‘i will not write for’ list 😭
things i will not write for : r*pe, SA, sexual harassment, incest, TOO much bdsm such as whipping and etc, piss kink, coprophilia, con non con, emetophilia
eyelids heavy, head clouded and hazy with sleep,, even so, he’s still awake enough to feel a wet, sticky sensation coating his fingers, soobin’s dreams fading into reality as his eyes blink slowly,, and your pretty voice calling him into consciousness.
b-binnie, your whispering, desperate voice, whimpers and moans laced into words,, god, you just drive him insane, don’t you? so needy, biting your lower lip, on the verge of tears with salacious desire for him, his hand shoved into your soaked panties, thighs clenching around his wrist as you try to use his thin, slender fingers for pleasure, blood rushing south as soobin’s eyes focus, staring at your small, cute hands grasp and cling to his wrist, so uselessly sitting on n humping his hand as your slick coats his fingers in a sticky, warm mess.
please, b-binnie, need you so bad, c-can’t help it, you whimper, lip trembling, thighs clenching harder around his hand,, god, who’s he to refuse if you beg so nicely? yeah? my baby can’t do it by yourself? soobin murmurs, gently pushing your shoulder for you to lie on your back for him, marveling at your instant cries as two fingers push into your folds, walls clenching down at the intrusion. ‘s not the s-same, ‘m not good making it feel good–ah! the way the pearly tears spill down your cheeks at the pleasure of his long fingers reaching deeper than yours ever could, curling at your sweet spot, soobin’s lovestruck eyes taking in your every reaction,,
fuck,, he can just see it, the way you’d try not to wake him up, sitting back on your heels as you tug down your panties, wincing at the wet spot in embarrassment,, and staring at his slender hands as your much smaller fingers push into your drooling cunt,, only to be so disappointed when it’s not enough, frustrated pout at how it’s never enough unless soobin does it for you.
soobin, want a k-kiss, you whimper, pretty pouted lips and your small hands grassing for his arms, laced with lean muscle and veins beneath your fingertips,, and he’s more than willing to give, heart shaped lips slotting against yours as perfectly matched as can be, wet kisses laced with saliva and whispery moans, dizzying with sugary sweet love as soobin swallows your cries of your high, warn release soaking his hands as your back arches into him, clinging to his forearms, needing to feel him everywhere, as if drunk on his touch and presence.
and as his lips pull away from yours, a wet string of saliva hanging between your lips and his, pretty tears glistening on your cheeks, whimpering his name as he watches your small, cute hands reach for and palm the heavy bulge in his sweats, too big for your hands as you tentatively touch him through the soft fabric.
going to show me where you want me, bunny? a hint of a lovesick smile on his lips as soobin watches you shyly spread your legs for him, a glistening, sticky mess of arousal and your release slick over your thighs and cunt,, covering your eyes in embarrassment as his hand pulls away from your folds, peeking through your fingers as he licks his clean, deliberately slow, before reaching down to drag down his sweats, a lust-filled haze clouding over his mind as your pretty eyes widen both nervous and needy,,
Jake’s touch was intoxicating, each pump teasing as his thumb rubbed your clit. You could feel the warmth of his breath radiating onto your neck, sending shivers down your spine as he whispered in your ear.
“You’re taking it so well”
“Does it feel good when I touch you like that?”
“Just let go”
He was gentle at first, thrusting into you with light strokes that had you aching. But when you let out a soft moan, he quickened his pace, pressing against your clit with just the right amount of pressure. Your hips bucked, craving more friction as he circled his fingers.
Jake’s free hand found your breast, squeezing it lightly. Your breaths grew faster, each stroke pushing you closer to your climax.
His fingers slid deep inside you, and you gasped. Your walls tightening around him harshly as he thrusted in and out, curling his fingers at the perfect angle. Jake knew exactly how to play your body, and the way he looked at you only made the anticipation more intense.
kinktober 2024 !!
summary: there's a cute quiet boy in your college class that's sweet to everyone, but there's something just slightly off about him. something that becomes very apparent when he insists begs you come over to study one specific night of the month.
genre: college au, soulmate au, smut, p with little to no plot
warnings: werewolf taehyun, dom!taehyun, sub!reader, perv!reader, unprotected sex, breeding kink, dacryphilia, sir kink, knotting, possessiveness, praise kink, he calls reader ‘pretty’, ‘darling’, ‘good girl’ and ‘bitch’ (once, I felt it was necessary), he’s got body hair lol, mentions of biting (no blood tho!) just for cam <3
word count: 3.7k
🎧 — sparks fly (taylor swift) + mmmh (kai) + mastermind (taylor swift) + red moon (kim wooseok)
a/n— this is perhaps the worst thing I have ever written and posted so have fun (@beomsmiracles helped so much tho tysm <333) + happy bday to @bamtorin !!
Your legs tremble as they wrap around his waist. Bleary eyes struggling to stay open as your usually charming classmate’s cock practically tears you in half. In the pale night of the full moon, shining through the thin curtains of his bedroom, Taehyun looks almost inhuman. And as you catch a glimpse of his almost animalistically sharp teeth, you start to think that he might actually be.
Taehyun’s always been strange. But you thought you were crazy to think such a thing. Everyone else seemed to like him— they were drawn to him. He was kind, charming, smart, and most importantly, handsome. He was perfect. Too perfect. There had to be something seriously wrong with him. Something so sinister that he had to have everyone around him enchanted for his poison to not take effect. Or at least so you thought.
But your skepticism only seemed to draw him in further.
˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗
You slide into your seat right as your professor’s alarm rings. The tone signals the start of class— thank god you weren’t late. The morning had been hectic, traffic lining every lane of the highway on your drive. Maybe next year you should just room here instead.
The boy next to you shoots you a small smile as class begins. You know of him, you realize. Everyone does.
Kang Taehyun is a loner, but not in the usual sense of the word. He doesn’t have a set “friend group,” more he sits alone, talks to whoever is around him. You’ve heard nothing but nice things about him. How smart he is, how polite, how surprising it is that he doesn’t have more friends. Or a girlfriend.
They’ve said he doesn’t like to fall in love— he’s never been seen within less than a foot and a half of a woman the whole time he’s been at this university.
You can see what attracts people to him now. He holds himself with the kind of confidence that only comes from someone so sure of themselves that they don’t need the validation of those around them. It’s attractive, actually.
And so is he. You can’t help sneaking peeks towards him during the lecture. You’d have to borrow the notes from your friends because every word falling from your professors lips go in one ear and straight out the other while your eyes are on Taehyun. He’s got straight, black hair that falls to the end of his nose, and big brown eyes that send a sensation straight to your lower abdomen when he glances over at you. The way his t-shirt grips his biceps is a plus too, of course.
You have no idea how you’ve never noticed him before. Because fuck, now that you have, it’s like you can’t look away. It feels perverse, almost, the way your eyes rake up and down every inch of his body. But you can’t help it— it’s like you’re drawn to him.
He bends over to grab his water bottle, and the way his Adam’s Apple bobs up and down when he swallows has you pressing your thighs tight together. You’re so close together in the 3-person table that his arm brushes yours when he scribbles down a note on his lined paper. He was left-handed? Lucky for you, because that means whenever the both of you write something, your elbows touch.
Fuck, you feel like a thirteen year old again, giggly inside just from the simple touch of the opposite sex.
But you can’t help it! Something about Taehyun is magnetic and there must be metal in your eyes because if eyes could have sex, his would be pregnant.
You hope to catch a word with him before you both have to go, because a single two-hour period of time is not enough for you, at all.
At the end of class, when he stands, you stand too, so fast that your pencil case falls to the ground.
“Here, let me,” Taehyun mumbles, stooping to pick it up for you.
Your heart’s pounding so fast you can hear it in your ears. He extends his hand to give you back what you dropped, but you’re frozen, eyes flicking from his face to where his shirt clings to his frame at his chest.
His voice again snaps you out of your stupor. “Come on, darling. Eyes up here, I don’t have all day.”
If it were anyone else, every single one of those words would’ve sent you running. But from Taehyun, let’s be honest, you’d get on your knees in seconds if he asked in that tone.
“Sorry,” you whisper. Your fingers brush when you take your pencil case back, and Taehyun smiles at your flustered expression.
“You’re all good. I’m Taehyun, by the way.”
“I know.” Your eyes go wide. “Not in a stalker-y way! I’ve just.. heard of you. That’s all. I’m not a weirdo.”
Fuck, why’d you say that?? Now he must think you’re some sort of awkward, obsessed girl who can’t even have a normal conversation.
You’re in luck, however, because he laughs and leans his hip against the table. The two of you are alone in the room— everyone’s walked out and your professor is on her lunch break now— and his proximity is making your legs tremble.
“Got it. So, Miss Not-A-Weirdo, should I keep calling you that or..?”
You rush to introduce yourself.
“Alright then, y/n. See you tomorrow?”
His eyes are innocently wide, looking at you with a sparkle in them that is so endearing you have to break the eye contact. “Sounds good.”
You take one last look at him as the two of you part ways at the doorway. There’s something just slightly off about his appearance, and you can’t put your finger on it. He doesn’t look entirely human, if that makes sense. Maybe it’s only the way his sideburns reach to the end of his ear, but he just seems a little… wolfish? Or vampirish?
You’re making things up. He’s just got an interesting face, sharp incisors and all.
But he’s on your mind all the rest of the day, well into the night, and you’re surprised by the craving that your mind has developed for Taehyun.
Much to your surprise, the next day, he starts up a conversation with you. Just something small, about the work for the class, but the day after that he’s asking you to eat lunch with him.
“Are you being for real?” Your voice comes out like a squeak and you could punch yourself.
“Why would I be kidding?”
“I mean, I don’t know, you’re kind of famous for not sitting with people.”
The two of you are walking out to the courtyard, backpacks slung over your shoulders. When Taehyun stops you with a hand on your shoulder to point you in the direction of his lunch spot you can feel your heart speeding up.
“Over here.” He hops up onto a slab of concrete right next to the stairs. “Just because I don’t sit with friends doesn’t mean I don’t sit with people.”
He’s got you there.
“I guess. Anyways, how come you don’t have friends?” You realize you sound like a total bitch and rush to correct yourself. “I just mean, you seem like a nice person, how come no one bothers being friends with you?”
Taehyun gives you a small smile. “I don’t know. But I don’t necessarily mind, either. I like talking to different people. You hear such interesting things when you don’t bother yourself with the same people every day.”
That makes sense, you guess. “But you’d bother with me?”
The tips of his ears go pink. He doesn’t answer, only unwrapping a chocolate-chip cookie from its aluminum foil shell. “Cookie?”
His change of topic doesn’t go over your head, but you accept the offer. The sugary sweetness coats your tastebuds and you give him a thumbs up. “Thanks,” you say once you swallow.
“Of course,” he hums, and you slip into a soft, comfortable silence.
“You wanna come over to study sometime?” Taehyun asks a moment later.
Your eyes go wide. Hell yeah you do. Being alone with this fine-ass man? Yes please.
But, keeping it nonchalant, you simply say. “Sure. I’m having some trouble with what we’re working on now.”
“I can help with that.” Of course he can. “Do you want to come over Saturday night?”
You pull out your phone to check your calendar. “I’m supposed to go out with my friends that night.”
“Please?”
The tone of his voice has your stomach twisting. Pleading, almost, like it’d ruin his whole year if you didn’t come over.
You look down at your phone again, to where it says ‘date with the girls’. “I really shouldn’t…” But his eyes are on yours again when you look up, and you backtrack so fast you surprise yourself. “I’ll reschedule. Plus, there’s like ten of us, it’s not too bad if I’m not there.”
The grin Taehyun shines your way is absolutely dazzling, but, once again, the angle of his canines catch you off guard. They’re sharp, longer than his other teeth, and something seems weird about them.
You mentally shake off the feeling. You’re going to his fucking house. It’s time to celebrate, not think about the strangeness of his teeth.
You shoot a quick text to you and your friends’ group text thread, explaining that you have a “tutoring session” that night and will unfortunately have to miss your date. :(
A little bit of guilt curls itself in the pit of your stomach, but not enough to outweigh the pure excitement at the prospect of a few hours all alone with Taehyun. He gives you his address and apartment number, as well as his phone number, and you type the three into your phone with shaking fingers.
Saturday was only two days away, but it couldn’t have felt any further.
˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗
You knock twice on the door to Taehyun’s apartment. Goosebumps pelt every inch of your exposed skin while you wait for him to answer— it’s October and you forgot your jacket.
But you don’t have to wait long. You hear soft footsteps padding to the door and seconds later it’s opening and Taehyun’s wrapping an arm around you to pull you inside.
“You’re freezing, come in, let me get you a jacket…” He’s bustling around his apartment, which is a perfect reflection of the Taehyun you only know a little of.
It’s neat, organized, coffee-with-cream walls devoid of decoration, and there are shelves upon shelves of books lining the edges of the living room. And his room too, once you enter it.
The air is cozy, some sort of fuzzy intimacy presenting itself as you sit side-by-side with Taehyun in his bed, now wrapped in an oversized hoodie of his that fits you just how you like. You try and convince yourself that the unspoken emotions hanging themselves in the air are purely figments of your own imagination.
But when he opens his notes, clearing his throat to speak, there’s a choked twinge to his voice that lets you know in a second that, whatever it is, he feels it too. You can’t even let your bare skin touch his without getting all warm inside.
And the black tank top he’s got on is not helping at all.
“Here, this is what I got from what Professor Barns was saying.”
You have to lean yourself against his shoulder to read the tidy scrawl of his handwriting. “That makes sense, but how does it correlate to the reading? That was what I didn’t get.”
Taehyun’s explaining to you exactly what’s going on, but his heart doesn’t seem to be in it, and as the light of the full moon peaks in through his open window, your peripheral vision tells you something is happening to his face.
It’s almost as if he’s shifting a little bit— canines getting even sharper, the hair on his arms thickens, the muscles in his body seemingly filling out even more. You must be seeing things, that’s simply not possible.
But even as you think it, he turns to you, and the look on his face is purely predatory.
And an idea hits you, but it’s not possible, is it? That this boy right here is a fucking werewolf?
Not a werewolf in the typical way, not like Professor Lupin’s transformation in Harry Potter. No, it’s more subtle. If you hadn’t been paying so much attention to him, you wouldn’t even have noticed in the first place.
But the glint in his eyes is hungry. For you.
Taehyun’s on you in seconds, lips claiming yours, and you could nut at the feeling alone. Well, that’s a stretch, but his touch does set off something in you that settles itself under your skin and stays there.
“Fuck, I knew it..” He whispers, lips shiny from a mix of both his salvia and yours. “I knew it was you.”
You don’t even bother asking what he means, mainly because he doesn’t give you a second to, tugging your leggings down your thighs and throwing them onto the floor. Taehyun unbuckles his belt, and his jeans and shirt quickly make a pile with the rest of your clothes.
And fuck, is he a sight to behold above you. The lines of his body are statuesque, defined and absolutely perfect. You reach up to trace a slow hand down his torso. The contact of your skin on his makes the both of you shiver, and without warning, he’s pulling your thighs around his waist. You can feel him against your clit through both his boxers and your underwear.
“Let me fuck you, please, need to.” He’s breathless, pants painting the skin of your neck.
You can barely muster a nod, but thankfully, that’s all he needs.
Your undergarments are on the floor in seconds and Taehyun presses the head of his cock to your soaked cunt. Thank god you’re dripping, because he’s fucking into you without warning, hands on your hips dragging you farther down on his thick cock.
Your mouth is hung open in a perpetual silent scream as he fucks you so purely animalistic that you’re shaking, black spots overtaking your vision. You’re rendered senseless underneath him in seconds, dick filling you so good, it’s like you were made for him.
You must be on the same wavelength as him, because that’s what he’s mumbling in your ear over and over again. “Fucking built for me, knew it, could tell the moment you sat next to me, pretty body so warm next to me, of course it’s you.”
You move to touch him again, tears wetting your lashes as a pathetic whine wrenches itself from your throat, but he shakes his head. “Let me fuck you good, pretty, it’s my jab now.”
“Okay,” you whisper, breath knocked out of you at the repeated smack of his pelvis against your ass. He’s hoisted your legs up and over his shoulders in order to get closer to you, and the tears finally slip down your cheeks when he finds that perfect spot inside you.
“Okay, sir,” he mumbles, and your eyes blow out wide.
“Fuck, feels so good, sir.” Your voice is fucked already, you can hear it in your own ears.
His dick twitches deep inside you at the name. You can feel the warmth in his body as it seeps into you, like he’s laying himself under your skin. "ah— fuck, so fucking good around me, taking me so good, what a good girl..."
You flutter around him at his words and he lets out a low moan. It’s purely pornographic, erotic in the best way possible. You can barely breathe by this point, big cock practically rearranging your insides.
“Feel good, pretty?” Taehyun coos in your ear, fingers lacing with yours. You nod quickly, tears pooling on the pillowcase under your head. “Yes, sir,” you whisper, and he only smirks from above you.
“Good, that’s what I’m supposed to be doing, only wanna make my pretty mate feel good…”
Mate? Oh, what the fuck have you gotten yourself into.
Your question must show plainly on your face because he grins at you almost sadistically. “Don’t you realize? You’re supposed to be mine, it was written into existence by the moon herself. Can’t you feel it?”
You can.
The whole time, you’d been swearing you must be ovulating or something. Because the way you feel anytime you get close to Taehyun is not normal, in any way at all. It’s like there’s a burn under your skin that can only be satiated by the touch of his.
Taehyun smirks at your fucked expression. “Of course you can, I’m so glad it’s you, so fucking pretty under me. Gonna be mine forever, won’t you?”
You nod frantically, tears leaving paths all down your cheeks. “Wanted you since the first day of class, wanted you inside me, thank you, thank you so much.” Your voice is strained, barely above a whisper, but Taehyun can hear and it sets him off.
“T— too fast, fuck, Tae—ah— hyun, gonna cum, feel s’ good.”
God, the sight of you under him is the purest form of art he’s seen in his life. Eyes glossy, body limp, he’s left reddening bite marks up the line of your tits, up to your jaw. And oh, you feel perfect around him, gummy walls sucking him in like he belongs between your legs and should stay there all day long.
“Go ‘head, done so good, taking me like an angel.” Taehyun noses up your neck, sucking a mark onto the softness of your skin. Your scent is absolutely intoxicating to him, sweet and winding itself around him like a python around its prey.
Your whole body trembles against him as the ivy tendrils of pleasure wrap your form, coaxing quiet noises of pure ecstasy to fall from your tongue. His tip kisses your cervix with every movement, and little gasps of whimpers slip past the restraints of your parted, swollen lips.
Any word you try to get out is slurred, but Taehyun catches his name mixed in with strings of profanities that has him trying to settle the race of his heart.
“There we go, pretty, could cum at the sight of you liked this, fucked out on my cock, aren’t you?” You can’t even fathom responding, walls still convulsing around the girth of him. He grins down at you, sharp teeth on display, hips losing their perfection as he nears his own high.
“Gonna knot you, pretty little bitch, gon’ be all full with my pups, make you a mommy, how’d you like that?”
His voice is a growl and sends a shiver down your back, straight to your cunt. You can only nod, mumbling something about how you need him, want him to fill you up so perfectly.
It almost feels like he’s getting bigger inside you, the base of his dick swelling before his cum meets your fluttering walls. You’re sure it makes its way to your womb, but you couldn’t care less. The only thing that even crosses your mind is the fact that he’s trembling above you, dick twitching inside you while he still fucks into you relentlessly.
“Fuck, can’t take it, pussy taking me so good, so perfect,” he exhales, collapsing on top of you. Taehyun’s forearms shake while he tries to hold himself up, and you lay a gentle hand on the smooth skin of his shoulder.
You want to say something. You really, really do. But your brain is so fuzzy that you can’t string two words together mentally.
Luckily, it seems that even in this feral, half-animal state, he can understand the things you’re trying to convey. He lays himself next to you, and you give him a single smile before you’re out cold.
˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗
You wake up beside a very normal-looking Taehyun, a headache pounding at your temples. If it weren’t for the fact that your inner thighs are white and sticky from his cum, you’d think that you’d made up the whole thing.
You take a moment to just look at him. That’s funny, simply because that’s what you’d been doing for every day of class the past week.
But something about him looks different, now that he’s next to you, shoulders peeking out from under his grey comforter. His face is relaxed, jaw slack and the tips of his sharp incisors visible past the pink of his lips. He looks comfortable, off-guard, none of the “loner” facade from before.
“Can feel you staring,” he mumbles.
Your cheeks go hot and your gaze drops when his eyes open. “Sorry.”
“It’s all right, darling, I’d do the same.” Taehyun sits up in bed and you could curse at the small hitch in your breath when the blanket falls to his waist. His body must’ve been designed by the gods, because holy fuck, it was insane. Big arms with veins curling around the girth of his forearms, defined pecs that made you want to take a bite, and abs like fucking Hawaiian bread rolls.
You have no idea how you hadn’t noticed last night.
He’s smirking at you when you finally look back at his face, and the smirk tugging his lips causes something to twist inside you. That, combined with the sparkle of his eyes on yours, is enough to have your heart pounding in your throat.
“I got so lucky, with you as my mate, so pretty.” Taehyun leans his face in his hands, cheeks pink, like he’s embarrassed himself by his own sudden declaration.
You don’t say anything— there are too many things rattling around in your brain. But you do press your lips to him, so gentle he makes up for your tentative action by kissing you back, hands cradling your face.
It’s like this kiss makes up for everything the night before didn’t include. Intimacy on another level, a warm feeling rising up your neck. Being in his arms feels right, like you belong there. His lips are soft, searching almost, prodding against yours with such certainty that you’re trembling against his strong form.
And something about the way he looks at you when you finally pull away from him has you pulling him down onto you again.
The corner of Taehyun’s lips twitch up into the ghost of a smirk, arms on either side of you.
“Let me make love to you this time, won’t you, pretty?”
g i r l s … … girls……. girls… Girls.. Girls. GIRLS. GIRLS! GIRLS!!!! GIRLS!!!!!! GIRLS!!!!!! GIRLS!!!!!!!!!! GIRLS!!!!!!!!!!!♡♡♡GIRLS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!♡♡♡!!!!♡♡G♡I♡R♡L♡S♡♡!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
just thinking about how good it would feel riding huening kai’s nose 😵💫 rolling your clit up and down the bridge and swirling your hole on the tip of his nose, (god im getting so wet 😭😩)
and the boy would be SO in love with your scent, just pushing you down deeper into his nose and you just have to keep continuously remind him to breathe through his mouth because poor boy is just focused on inhaling more of you and wanting you to feel good.
also seeing how high his nose tip is, i can imagine lightly bouncing on it as your slick covers his entire face and when you feel your orgasm building up, you make sure to cum all over his face, painting it white 🤍😩
Until I'm swollen, until I'm crying, until I can't walk, until I'm numb, until my throat hurts, until my cheeks are red, until the neighbours know his name, until my legs are useless, until my eyes are rolled back and it stays there, until my whole body shakes, until my bones disconnect, until I pass out, until all my holes are filled, until I can't breathe, until it gets longer than before, until I remember the length of it, until the end of time, until it reaches my stomach, until he's grunting and growling, until he's out of juice, we aren't ever stopping, the bed could break, the floor could cave in, there could be a killer, a natural disaster outside but we aren't stopping, until we invent a new position, until I'm trembling underneath, until I see stars and fireworks in the back of my head, until I can't think anymore, until I forget how to talk,no lube, no protection, all day, all night, from the kitchen to the toilet seat, from the dining table to the bedroom, from the bathroom sink to the shower, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponential, logarithmic, while i gasp air, scream and on the floor upside down on the floor, in the bed, on the couch, on a chair, being carried, against the wall, outside, in a train, on a plane, in the car, on the motorcycle, the bed of a truck, on a trampoline, in a bounce house, in the pool, bent over, in the basement, against the window,until we have the most toe curling, back arching, leg shaking, fist clenching, ear ringing, mouth drooling, ass clenching, nose sniffing, eye watering, eye rolling, hip thrusting, earthquaking, sheet gripping, knuckle cracking, jaw dropping, hair pulling, teeth jittering, mind blogging, soul snatching, over stimulating, vile, sloppy, heart wrenching, tinging, back breaking, atrocious, gushy, creamy, beastly, lip biting, gravity, feet kicking, mind blowing, body shivering, orgasmic, bone breaking, world ending, black hole creating, universe destroying, devious, scrumptious, amazing, delightful, body numbing, back worthy, soul evaporating, sweat rolling, trembling, sheets soaked, hair drenched, flabbergasting, lip locking, skin peeling, eyelash removing, nail scratching, back cuts, spectacular, extraordinary, splendid, phenomenal, moth foaming, heavenly awakening, devils tango orgasm and id still bounce on it #wap #soobin
Hellloooo hruuu?? Can u do smth abt jealous soobin touching/gripping ur thighs as a warning that hes jealous and the only way to settle this is in bed👀 he also has a breeding kink 😔
Can i be a ✏️ anon? :3
hiii im good thank you! im so sorry for responding so late, I’ve just been so busy with studies AND OMFG YES OFC YOU CAN BE ✏️ ANON AAAA <3333
warnings; jealous!soobin, thigh gripping, hip gripping, clingy!soobin, possessive!soobin, unsafe driving, fingering, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), boob obsessed soobin, swearing, car sex (ik anon said bed but i feel like this just suited sex in a car), this is very short im so sorry 😭 pls tell me if i missed out on anything!! MINORS DNI!!!
It was a normal day like any other, the boys came around to join you and Soobin at the arcade near your shared apartment where you go everyday.
And just like any other day, you and Beomgyu were playing on the dance stage, competing to see who’ll win but something was different. Something only Soobin noticed.
Today Beomgyu was being more touchy with you, holding your waist at times when it wasn’t needed and giving you little touches here and there; Soobin did not like it at all. The grip on his drink tightened as he watched the way Beomgyu easily picked you up to move you back onto your side after you managed to wiggle your way to his.
When the dance ended and the results came onto the screen showing that you won, you cheered loudly, shoving your L shaped fingers to his faux saddened face. “I WON I WON I WONNNN!!!” You giggled jumping up and down causing your breasts to move along with you.
Your naïve bubbly self didn’t realise the way Beomgyu’s eyes were attached to the way your perky breasts were jumping nor did you notice the way he covered his hardened dick with his hands.
But Soobin did and he did not like it. At all.
“SOOBIE I WON!!” You rushed over to your boyfriend excitedly, enveloping him in a tight hug. You expected your sweet loving boyfriend to reciprocate the hug but it never came. You pulled away looking at him confused as a cute frown sat between your eyebrows, “Baby are you okay?”
Soobin let out a breath, his hands finding purchase on your hips, his dark eyes meeting yours. “Mhm,” he muttered, rubbing circles onto your clothed skin. “y/n…”
“Yes?”
“Y’know you’re mine, right?” He asked, his predatory eyes never leaving your doe ones. “Of course!!” You felt offended that he had asked you that, of course you were his, why on earth would he question your loyalty??
“Hey Y/N, wanna do one more round?” Beomgyu came up to the couple, his small smile going wide at your eager nods. But before you could follow the long haired man onto the dance steps, you felt a strong grip on you wrist tugging you back. You turned around to look at Soobin glaring daggers at the man in front. The grip on your hip getting harder that you knew was going to leave a bruise. But you loved it, it turned you on.
“We’re leaving,” He gritted out, pulling you out the arcade not letting you to bid your farewell to your friend.
“Soobin what was that for?” You questioned only to be responded by being forcefully shoved into the passenger seat. You watched as he got into the drivers seat, not bothering to put his seatbelt on, he put a protective hand onto your plush thigh, gripping it tightly before zooming past the arcade. You squealed at the sudden speed, your hands desperately trying to find your seatbelt.
The foot that was on the pedal went in deeper causing the car to go even faster as the hand on your thigh squeezed more of your flesh. You worriedly looked at him trying to get him to slow down but it was no use, his eyes were stuck onto the road and had only one destination in his mind.
“Soobin!” You shook his arm, “Soobin please! Talk to me! What happened?!” As soon as that query left your mouth, he harshly braked causing you to fall face flat onto his lap. Your face on top of his covered cock.
“You wanna talk? Let’s fucking talk, get your ass over here,” The black haired man undid your seatbelt, helping you to move over to sit onto his laps as your back rested against the steering wheel.
“Soobi-” His lips engulfed yours in a heated kiss before you could even speak, his tongue pushing past your teeth to collide with yours, sucking on it harshly. His large veiny hand slithered to your hair, tugging at it as he continued his administrations on your lips.
He pulled away, a string of saliva forming between both of your plush lips before he dipped his head to suck and bite harshly on the skin of your throat. A high pitched moan left your lips, your fingers running through his silky hair gripping tightly at the base as he continued to suck his way down to the hem of your shirt.
Without a second thought, the man under you ripped your shirt in two exposing your breasts. “Soobin!” You gasped out but he didn’t care, not when your boobs were in his view.
His heart shaped lips immediately engulfed your nipple, sucking it and coating his saliva all over it whilst the other was being tortured by his large hand. A wanton moan escaped you when you felt Soobin scraping the tip of your hardened nipple with his sharp teeth. “Oh my…” You groaned aloud, grinding your hips down onto his hardened cock.
“Mine. All mine.” He mumbled onto your skin, kissing the valley of your breasts up to your other nipple. “Only for me to see and touch.” That was when it hit you, he was jealous.
“Mmm is my baby jealous?” You hummed out, arching your back when Soobin began trailing open mouthed kisses down your stomach. “So what if I am? You like it when I’m jealous,” He muttered against your lips before harshly kissing them, one hand gripping the back of your head to keep you in place while he made out with you whilst the other one went down to unbutton your jeans.
“Oh really?” You asked breaking the kiss before he pulled you back in again, “Mhm.” He mumbled against your plush lips, you felt two of his nimble fingers rubbing against your covered soaked pussy. “This is the proof that I need,” He cockily pointed out before shoving your wet panties to the side and plunging his fingers in.
You moaned loudly throwing your face in the crook of his neck, his scent invading your senses as his fingers spread apart in your hole, preparing you for his cock. The pace that his fingers had only increased faster and faster with the way you were moaning and grinding down on his digits.
Soobin removed his fingers, plopping them in his mouth sucking on them lewdly whilst maintaining eye contact with you. His once innocent eyes changed to dominant lustful ones, “Taste so good baby, need your pussy squeezing my cock.”
In one quick movement, his dick sprung out from the confinements of his jeans, his hand coming up to stroke his red tipped leaking cock. No matter how many times you had sex with Soobin, his size always shocked you and like always, you would take his cock like the good slut you are.
He guided his tip to your weeping hole, collecting your juices before lowering you down as you hurriedly wrapped your arms around his neck for support. You both threw your heads back moaning at the stretch his cock was giving to your pussy.
“F-fuck baby you’re so tight,” He groaned out, squeezing his eyes shut at the tight grip your pussy has around his dick. “G-gonna make me cum if you continue doing that!” He warned as your pussy only squeezed tighter.
Once his dick was fully inside of you, he held onto your hips and pulled you up from him only to slam you back down. You moaned loudly at the feeling of his cock filling up your pussy with every thrust.
“Oh Soobin!” You moaned out each time his dick thrusted up to your cunt, the pace that he was fucking you in had you curling your toes and clawing at the back of his neck. “That’s it baby, moan out my name. Tell me baby, who do you belong to?”
A shriek escaped you when you felt his tip hit your cervix so sinfully, “Oh fuck! More please I want moreeeee!” Tears spilled down your face, feeling yourself getting drunk at the way his mushroom tip hit your g-spot every time.
“I asked you a question baby, I expect an answer,” The grip on your hips got stronger as he bounced you down onto his cock harder and harder. “Aaah oh my- you! You Soobin! I-i belong to you!”
Soobin’s eyes never left your boobs bouncing up and down in front of his face, he dipped his head low to suck on your nipple again. The feeling of his warm mouth on your nipple and his cock slamming into your ruined pussy was all getting too much, the knot in your stomach getting tighter.
The car was filled with the filthy sounds of skin slapping onto each other as the thought of someone walking past and watching you getting fucked was in the back of both of your minds.
“Gonna breed you full with my babies so everyone will know you’re mine,” He grunted out, fucking you harder than before; he too was feeling his orgasm getting close.
“I-I’m gonna cum!!” You cried out feeling the knot in your stomach start to unravel as Soobin’s cock continued to torture your pussy. “Cum! Fucking cum, let me fuck you a baby!” He yelled out feeling his orgasm splatter across your walls, painting them white.
You screamed out loud, feeling your cum spilling all over his cock but that didn’t stop Soobin from fucking his cum into you. “Can’t lose a single drop,” He mumbled as he continued to fuck his orgasm into him.
You whined in overstimulation, tugging his hair on the back of his head as he finally let go of you but not before putting your panties in place to make sure none of his cum goes to waste.
Your now clothed private sat on his limp dick as you tried catching your breath, resting on Soobin’s chest. God you loved it when he was jealous.
guys let’s just ignore that really shitty ending 😭😭😭😭 anon im SO sorry for making this so late, i was so busy but thankfully im free now so please send in more asks <333
im not sure if u take au requests but if u do pls do a coworker!tyun (or even boss!tyun) x reader with lotsss of sexual tension ;)
office hours
WHEREIN: you and taehyun have always shared a professional relationship. but lately, the tension between you has been escalating, and it's only a matter of time before it boils over.
pairing: coworker!taehyun x f!reader
genre: suggestive, smut
warnings: explicit sexual content, tension, suggestive dialogue, kissing, bending over (?) semi-public, from behind, lace tights ;)
the office was quiet, save for the hum of the air conditioning and the occasional clatter of keyboards. you glanced up from your screen to see taehyun across the room, focused on his work. his brows were furrowed in concentration, and you couldn't help but admire the way the screen light highlighted his sharp features.
you tried to focus on your own tasks, but it was difficult with the electricity in the air. it seemed that every time you looked up, his eyes were already on you, quickly darting away when you caught him staring. this unspoken tension had been building for weeks, each stolen glance and accidental brush of hands adding to the growing heat between you.
today, it felt different. more intense. more urgent. you felt it every time you passed by each other in the narrow hallways, the proximity igniting sparks that made your heart race.
finally, it was time for the weekly meeting. you gathered your notes and headed to the conference room, taking a seat beside taehyun. as you settled in, your elbows brushed, and the contact sent a jolt through you. you glanced at him, and he met your eyes with a look that was both intense and unreadable.
throughout the meeting, you were hyper-aware of his presence. his cologne, a mix of something fresh and woody, was intoxicating. every time he leaned forward to make a point, his arm would brush against yours, and you felt the heat radiating off his skin.
by the time the meeting ended, you were a bundle of nerves. you stayed back, pretending to organize your notes, while the rest of the team filed out. taehyun lingered as well, seemingly engrossed in his laptop.
when the last person left, the door clicked shut, leaving the two of you alone. the silence was thick, and you could hear your own heartbeat in your ears. you glanced up to find taehyun watching you, his expression serious.
"there's something we need to address," he said, his voice low and intense.
your breath hitched. "what's that?"
he stepped closer, the distance between you shrinking until you could feel the warmth radiating from his body. "this," he said, gesturing between the two of you. "this tension. it's driving me crazy."
you swallowed hard, feeling the air around you crackle with electricity. "me too," you admitted, your voice barely more than a whisper.
taehyun's eyes darkened, and he reached out, his fingers grazing your arm. "i can't stop thinking about you," he murmured, his hand trailing up to your shoulder. "about how badly i want you."
a shiver ran down your spine at his words. "taehyun..." you breathed, unable to tear your gaze away from his.
he stepped even closer, his hand now cupping your cheek. "i think about you every night," he confessed, his thumb brushing your lower lip. "i imagine what it would be like to kiss you, to touch you..."
your heart pounded in your chest, and you felt a heat pooling in your core. "what are you waiting for?" you whispered, leaning into his touch.
that was all the encouragement he needed. his lips crashed onto yours, the kiss hungry and desperate. you moaned into his mouth, your hands tangling in his hair as he pulled you closer. his tongue traced the seam of your lips, seeking entrance, and you willingly parted them, welcoming the heat of his mouth against yours.
the kiss deepened, tongues dancing in a passionate rhythm as taehyun's hands roamed your body, exploring every curve and dip with a possessive urgency. his touch ignited sparks along your skin, sending shivers of pleasure down your spine. you pressed yourself against him, craving more of his warmth, more of his touch.
he backed you up until your back met the wall, pinning you with his body. his kisses trailed down your jawline, to the sensitive spot on your neck that made you gasp. his teeth grazed your skin, eliciting a low moan from deep within your throat.
he broke the kiss, his breath ragged as he stared down at you with a glint in his eyes. "turn around," he commanded, his voice husky with desire.
you obeyed, your body trembling with anticipation. he pressed up against you from behind, his hands sliding around to your front, caressing your stomach before moving upward. his breath was hot against your ear as he whispered, "you have no idea how long i've wanted this."
you gasped as his hands reached your chest, his fingers teasing and squeezing your breasts in a way that made your knees weak. "taehyun," you whimpered, arching your back to press closer to him. the sensation of his touch sent a rush of heat through you, igniting a desire.
his thumbs brushed over your hardened nipples, eliciting a low moan from your lips. taehyun's touch was possessive yet tender, his fingers exploring every curve with a hunger that matched your own. you could feel the intensity with the way he held you and the way his breath mingled with yours.
his began kissing and nipping at your skin. "bend over," he growled, his hands guiding you to lean forward onto the table.
you complied, the cool surface a stark contrast to the heat of his body pressed against you. he hiked up your skirt, his hands running up the backs of your thighs, the smooth fabric of your black stockings contrasting against his warm touch. you felt a rush of anticipation as his fingers traced the lace trim at the top of the stockings.
"you're killing me in these," taehyun murmured, his voice husky with desire. his gaze flickered up to meet yours, dark with longing and appreciation.
you bit your lip, a thrill running through you at his words. "do you like them?" you teased, feeling bold under his intense scrutiny.
his smile was sinful as he leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear. "i love them," he whispered, his breath sending shivers down your spine. "they make me want to do things to you."
taehyun's fingers hooked into the waistband of your underwear, slowly pulling them down. "you're so beautiful," he murmured, his hands caressing your bare skin. "i can't wait to feel you."
you moaned softly, your body trembling with need. "please, taehyun," you begged, your voice breathless.
he positioned himself behind you, his hands gripping your hips with a firm yet gentle hold. "are you ready?" he asked, his voice a low rumble.
"yes," you breathed, closing your eyes in anticipation.
without further hesitation, taehyun guided himself into you, his movements slow and deliberate. the feeling of him filling you completely made you gasp, a mixture of pleasure and desire coursing through your veins. he buried his face in the crook of your neck, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine as he whispered soft encouragements.
"you feel so good," he murmured, his voice thick with need. "so perfect."
you clutched the edge of the desk, your fingers digging into the wood as you surrendered to the intensity of the moment. he was rolling his hips into yours in such a way that he hit that spot nestled within your depths. each and every time. never stopping. never faltering.
the room filled with the sound of your shared desire, the rhythmic slap of skin against skin punctuating the air. taehyun's pace quickened, his movements becoming more urgent as he chased his release. you matched his rhythm, meeting each thrust with equal fervor, lost in the heat of the moment.
you let out a loud moan, the sound echoing in the empty office. reality crashed back in, and you froze, the realization sinking in that you were still in the workplace, surrounded by desks and papers.
taehyun's eyes widened with realization, a mix of panic and amusement flickering across his face. he quickly covered your mouth with his hand, his eyes darting around the room to ensure no one had heard.
"shh," he whispered urgently, his voice a breathy plea. "we have to be quiet."
you nodded frantically, your cheeks burning with embarrassment. the intensity of the moment had swept you away, but now the reality of your surroundings was impossible to ignore. you pressed your lips together, trying to stifle any further sounds, while taehyun kept his hand firmly over your mouth, his touch oddly comforting despite the situation.
"taehyun," you moaned airily, your voice breaking with pleasure. "i'm so close."
"me too," he grunted, his grip on your hips almost bruising. "come for me, baby."
his words pushed you over the edge, and you came with a shuddering moan, your body convulsing with the intensity of your orgasm. taehyun followed moments later, his release spilling into you as he groaned your name.
for a moment, you both stayed there, catching your breath and savoring the afterglow. taehyun finally pulled out and helped you stand, turning you around to face him. his eyes softening as he looked at you, "are you okay?" he asked, concern lacing his voice.
you nodded, a satisfied smile tugging at your lips. "more than okay," you said, leaning in to kiss him gently.
he smiled against your lips, pulling you into a warm embrace. "good," he murmured. "because i don't think i can stop wanting you."
you chuckled, resting your head against his chest. "i don't want you to stop."
