quick introduction: I’m leilei, I use she/her pronouns, and I’m an adult (18+)! my ult bias is jake, but I also love jeongin, mark, taehyun, yeosang, mingi, yangyang, etc.!
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Ni-ki would insist on being between your thighs at any chance he can get. He'd lay between them while playing games on his phone, or watching a movie, just so he could feel your warmth and the gentle press of your legs around him.
⤷ You look down to see Ni-ki's messy hair and warm, brown eyes looking up at you with nothing but adoration.
Ni-ki would make sure to get extra cozy, napping between your thighs and waking up every now and then to sleepily bite at the skin of your inner thighs, then drift back to sleep.
⤷ You can feel the way he nuzzles against your skin, planting soft kisses on your inner thighs. His lips are warm and sweet, and you can’t help but giggle at the way he playfully bites at your skin, leaving little marks that only you will see.
Ni-ki's favorite thing to do to you while cuddling is probably kissing your thighs, marking them up, biting them. He just thinks you are so perfect, and he can’t help himself. And he knows what it does to you too– he’s a tease. He loves to make you feel the same way he feels for you.
⤷ His hands grip gently onto your hips as he presses soft kisses onto your inner thighs, causing you to shiver with pleasure. He takes his time exploring every inch of your skin, leaving a trail of kisses and nibbles that make your breath hitch.
⤷ As he continues to tease and tantalize you, you can't help but run your fingers through his hair, pulling him closer to you. He responds by pressing even more kisses onto your thighs, making you squirm.
Ni-ki would watch movies with you, his head resting on your lap, and his body settled comfortably between your thighs. Every so often, he'd let out a sigh of contentment, the warmth of his breath sending a shiver down your spine.
⤷ He leans into your skin as he murmurs little compliments that make your heart flutter. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispers, his breath hot against your thigh, causing a soft gasp to escape your lips.
Ni-ki would draw little flower shapes on your skin using his fingers, tracing intricate patterns and designs, knowing how much you love it when he does that.
⤷ “Just hold still for a moment,” he murmurs, his voice low and teasing, as he pulls back slightly to study you. His fingers trace delicate patterns on your thighs, drawing tiny flower shapes, almost as if he’s painting a garden on your skin. You can’t help but smile at his cute concentration, the way his brow furrows slightly with determination.
“See? Aren’t they pretty?” he asks, his eyes sparkling.
Here u go, my Niki-post-hungry pookies teehee 😋
Also don't steal that pic, it took me a bajillion hours to draw 🥲
It's late, and your phone buzzes, you ignore it and go back to sleep but then it happens again– and again. Over and over, until a tone plays–your voicemail tone. You realize upon picking up your phone that it was Jake, your best friend of 4 years, who was calling you at this ungodly hour.
You press play, and Jake's moans fill your ear. He's desperate, horny, begging for you. Wow thats new...
The sudden realization of his once-secret admiration for you was shocking. Jake– your Jake– your best friend– was now moaning your name, calling you mommy. It was unsettling to be honest, but you couldn't stop listening, something inside of you awakening at the sound of the longing in his voice ever so strong.
"Please pick up, I wanna be a good boy for you..."
warnings: masturbation, foot job, degradation, body hair(does that need a warning), spanking, butt play, sex toys, hyunjin is called 'slut', ruined orgasm, pegging, restraints, hair pulling, overstimulation, cock milking, slapping, dom/sub dynamics, reader is called 'boss', light bdsm, praise(lmk if i missed something)
a/n: i need subby hyunjin like i need air to breathe, no joke! plus he said he hates shaving so i had to incorporate that fact into my fic🫣
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The first time Hwang Hyunjin walked into your studio with his hair tousled, sunglasses almost falling off of his nose, a coffee cup in his hand and a walk full of sass and confidence, you knew he was different.
In your line of work, you've met many different models, your specialty being erotic photography, you've captured many beautiful people of all shapes and sizes but no one was as captivating to you as Hyunjin was.
He was full of sex appeal, even when he was dressed, something about him excited you so much that you wished you could cross that line between work and pleasure and indulge in your fantasy of absolutely ruining the man smiling cheekily at you.
It wouldn't be the first time you crossed that line with your models, it's hard to stay desensitized while capturing the naked vunerability of someone. It's exhilirating to command a person's movement, have them in all kind of positions, especially if you're attracted to them.
You appreciated the beauty of a human body, any human body for that matter, you loved encapsulating all the little details in your work. Freckles, grey hairs, spots, knuckles, tummy folds, stretch marks, body hair... You found beauty in everyone. And sometimes you just wanted to give special appreciation to those bodies and those people.
Today is already the third time Hyunjin came to your studio, and even though you've already seen every part of him, you are always in awe of how beautiful he is, like he was carved out by the hands of a god.
"Hi, boss."- he smirks, jokingly calling you silly nicknames is always fun to him.
"Oh, hey there."- you whip around to look at him, and he looks effortlessly handsome, like he got up and put on the first things he found though you know he actually made an effort with his outfit.
You can see the details, the rings adorning his long fingers, the necklace framing his neck and the black cashmere shirt, two of the buttons undone revealing his prominent collarbone. The shirt is slightly crooked, sliding off of his left shoulder, revealing his smooth skin.
He takes you in too, your hair in a half updo held by an oriental looking hair pin, the black eyeliner on your eyes, making them look even sharper, and your black top, loose around your frame, your perky nipples on display since you hate wearing bras, your pants also flowy and your feet bare.
You hate being restricted while you work so you always dress as loose and casual as you can, unkowingly turning Hyunjin on as he takes mental notes and pictures of you.
"Brought you coffee too."- he says as he comes closer, and your nose is filled with his intoxicating scent mixed with the comforting smell of coffee, making you dizzy.
"Thanks, Jinnie."- you take the cup from him, your fingers grazing against each other's, sending a wave of electricity through your body.
"Why don't you go get comfortable while I prepare my camera?"- you say after you take a sip of coffee.
"No foreplay? No how are you, how's your week been?"- he jokes around, placing his stuff on the side and you look at him, your eyes narrowed and a smirk on your lips.
"We're gonna be here for hours, there's time to talk. Besides, you've done this before, you don't need foreplay."- you chuckle as he takes his shoes off.
"Maybe I like foreplay with you."- oh you know he's a flirt, he does it every time he comes here, taunting you and testing your patience.
If only he knew that he was playing with fire.
"Hm, maybe I won't give it to you for that exact reason."- you smirk and he clicks his tongue, shaking his head at you.
"Wow, you're mean."- he chuckles.
"Oh, you have no idea, pretty boy."- you say and the nickname goes straight to his dick. He got called a pretty boy many times by many different people, in more lewd situations than this one but hearing you call him that in your sultry voice thrilled him like nothing else.
"Where do you want me?"- he asks, dressed only in his shirt and his boxers, his long legs looking delicious.
"On the bed. We're doing a bed shoot today."
"Straight to it. I like that, boss."- he smirks and climbs onto the bed as you chuckle, adjusting some settings on your camera.
"Alright, let's warm up. Just do what naturally comes to you first."- you say, bringing your camera up.
And Hyunjin is a natural, he flirts with the camera easily. As soon as it's on him, the look in his eyes changes and it makes your core throb, the way his eyes stare at you hungrily through the lens.
Hyunjin is propped on his elbows and he throws his head back, revealing his long neck. He spreads his legs a little, looking absolutely delectable as he stares up at you.
You take a few photos as he gives you a few different versions of that pose, his hand coming up to undo another button of his shirt.
"Is that The Cure?"- he asks as you hum along to the music playing.
"Yeah."- you nod. "That's the mood for today."- you add and Hyunjin chuckles.
"Are you depressed or deeply in love?"- he jokes as you come closer to him and take a few close-ups.
"Neither of those. Not that it's any of your business, Hwang."- you smirk, and he cringes.
"Ew, don't call me by my last name."- he recoils as he changes positions, kneeling on the bed and sitting on his feet.
"What do you want me to call you? Pretty boy?"- you taunt, your hands on his thighs, spreading them apart. Hyunjin visibly gulps, his eyes boring into yours as he looks at you sweetly.
"That's much better."- he says, his breath short as he lets you adjust his hands so that they're in his lap, one wrist over the other, like you were gonna tie him up.
Your hand comes up to touch his chin and you lift his face up, your thumb pressing into his plushy lower lip. His lips part as he looks at you like he's mesmerized.
"Stay like that, pretty boy."- you smirk as you grab a chair and bring it closer to the bed.
You get up on it as Hyunjin looks at you wordlessly, his eyes following your movements.
You reach towards him and slide the shirt off his shoulder before you get into a position so you can snap a few photos looking down at him.
"Looking good?"- Hyunjin asks after a few more positions.
"Need your shirt off."- you say as you look through the photos, your brows furrowed in concentration.
"Your wish is my command, boss."- Hyunjin smirks, slowly unbuttoning the rest of his shirt as you look up from your camera.
The shit eating grin he has on his face as he undoes and slides the shirt off as slowly as he can, lets you know he's teasing you.
You stare intenly at him as he leisurely slides it off, the sleeves pooling around his wrists as he leans on them, his legs still spread, head lolled to the side. You can see the outline of his semi hard cock, and his happy trail disappearing under the top of his boxers. It's nothing new, you've seen him naked and fully hard already, taking pictures of him in the most vunerable state.
"Don't move."- you say and bring your camera up as Hyunjin gives you a sultry look and you snap a few more pictures.
"I want a few shots of your back and shoulders."- you say and Hyunjin nods, a smirk on his lips.
He gets rid of his shirt completely and turns his back to you. Your hand comes up to touch his hair as you play with it, making it look even more tousled than it was before.
You can hear Hyunjin's breath getting caught in his throat whenever your fingertips brush against the back of his neck, goosebumps rising on his skin and you're so close to him, he smells so good and you just want to lean in and leave kisses on his neck.
Your hands slide down his shoulders and arms and he leans into your touch, shivering a little as you run your fingertips on his upper back.
"Keep doing that and I'll lose my concentration very quickly."- Hyunjin whimpers quietly and you laugh at him, squeezing his arm a little.
"You're not that easy, are you?"- you smirk, removing your hands off of him and grabbing your camera.
"You wanna find out?"- he flirts again, looking back at you with a smirk.
"Stop flirting, we're working."- you tease as you get ready to take more pictures.
"Alright, I'm serious now. So serious."- Hyunjin smiles and you chuckle, shaking your head at him before he stills so you can do your job.
After some time, he gets turned towards you again and your eyes fall down between his legs immediately.
Hyunjin smirks as you eye his erection that's bulging and straining in his boxers.
"I didn't shave."- he whispers. "But it's trimmed. Is that okay?"
You look up, your eyes slightly widdened, the thought of his pretty cock framed like that made you so unbearably aroused, your pussy throbbing.
"More than okay, Jinnie."- you say, leaning closer to him without even realizing it, and your knee brushes against his bulge.
"Ah..."- he moans a little, his head falling back, eyelids droopy as he looks at you.
"Sorry, didn't mean to do that."- you swallow.
"I don't mind."- he says quietly, legs spreading more as he moves his hips up, brushing against your knee.
"Hyunjin."- you say in a warning tone but his hands grip at the sheets as he starts slowly rutting against you.
You want to stop him but he looks so freaking hot with his lips parted, knuckles white and pupils blown as he ruts against you like a desperate dog.
"You can't cum Hyunjin, I need more pictures before that."- you warn him, your hands on his hips, pressing down to stop his movement.
"S-sorry. I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me."- he looks pathetic and embarassed as he tears his eyes away from you.
You chuckle, arousal dripping on your lace panties as you grab your camera.
You stand up on the bed, balancing for a moment before you speak up.
"You look really pretty when you're pathetic like that."- you smirk, snapping a few pictures of his already fucked out face.
"Yeah? You wanna make me more pathetic then?"- he taunts.
"Don't challenge me, pretty boy."- you say.
"Why not?"- he bites on his lip, you can see he's so desperate for you to do anything, touch him in any kind of way and though you always flirted with him, you never went this far before.
Your mind is getting a little cloudy at the sight of Hyunjin under you like that, like he's giving himself to you on a silver platter.
"I don't know if you can handle it."- you whisper.
"I can."- he's sure of himself and you know you're going to have so much fun with him.
You've noticed he always stares at your feet and you smirk, your eyes getting hazy as you find your balance on the bed again and place your foot on his thigh.
Hyunjin jerks under your touch immediately, leaning into you. You slide your foot towards his cock before you press into his erection.
"Ah!"- Hyunjin whimpers, his back arching on the bed as you start slowly moving your foot on his length, his cock twitching every time you touch his head.
"Y/n... fuck."- he whines and you use that moment to take more pictures of him.
His eyes snap open as he looks up at you, his vision blurry from the pleasure you're giving him, your toes circling his head that's leaking pre cum, forming a wet patch on his boxers.
"You really are pathetic, Hyunjin."- you chuckle lowly. "This is what you get off to?"
"Mm, yes, yes!"- he whines, his hips lifting up into your touch as you speed up and press harder into him.
His cock twitches violently against you, and he looks more beautiful than before, his face and neck flushed, his nipples perky, face fucked out and hair messy, his legs spread for you.
You use that moment to take more pictures of him, ones you will keep only in your private collection.
"Say it, pretty boy. Say what you are."- you demand.
"Pathetic! I'm pathetic!"- he whines loudly, face scrunching up in pleasure and you know he's close. His thighs shake and you smirk evilly.
"Yes, you are. A pathetic slut."- you say and he whimpers your name loudly before you remove your foot, leaving him hanging on the edge, ruining his orgasm.
"W-why'd you stop?!"- he gasps, fisting the sheets in frustration. You snap a picture as you laugh.
"I told you not to challenge me. And we're not done with work."- you say, kneeling down between his legs. "I need your cock to be wet and hard for the next pictures."- you caress his thigh and he moans, tears of frustration gathering in his eyes.
"Will you let me cum after that?"- he asks and he looks so fuckable in that moment that you just want to put away your camera and fuck his brains out but somehow you manage to calm down.
"Maybe."- you say and he sighs, wiping at his eyes.
"You really are mean."- he pouts.
"Just take those off and shut up."- you pinch his nipple quickly and he gasps, his eyes widdening and cheeks becoming even more flushed.
He obeys your command and slides his boxers down, throwing them somewhere on the side.
His cock slaps against his stomach, it's painfully hard and throbbing, the tip is red and angry, pre-cum oozing out of it, the vein running over his length is prominent. But what grabs your attention most is the neatly trimmed bush framing his cock so perfectly and you can't help the gush of arousal pooling on your panties.
Hyunjin shrinks a little under your eyes as you keep staring at his cock.
"I-is it okay like that?"- he asks, his voice wavering.
"It's so fucking hot."- you lick your lips.
"Really?"- Hyunjin shivers when you look into his eyes darkly.
"Really."- you whisper, hand reaching towards him. He thinks you'll wrap it around his cock, instead you place it on his navel, fingers gently running down his happy trail to his bush, playing with the hairs and lightly pulling on them. Hyunjin jolts, his cock twitching as electricity runs through his body.
"Oh... oh that feels good."- he whines as you play with his hair.
"Touch yourself for me, will you?"- you say, smirking as you move your hand away again and he whines in frustration again.
"Anything for you."- he says and the look in his eyes confirms his words, he would really do anything for you.
His long thin fingers wrap around his swollen cock as he starts stroking it.
"Slower."- you order and he obeys, hand moving painfully slowly as little moans spill from his lips. His eyes are trained on you as you keep taking pictures of him.
"Spread your legs more. Let me see everything, pretty."- you smirk and Hyunjin spreads his legs, bringing them up as he leans down on his elbow.
"This good?"- he asks, his voice breaking and lower than usually as he struggles not to jerk off faster.
"So good."- you chuckle and keep snapping pictures of him. Hyunjin's going crazy, he wants some kind of release but you have different plans for him.
"Stop now."- you say and he whimpers but moves his hand to the side, gripping at the sheets again as you snap photos of his pretty cock.
"Are those for work or for you?"- he smirks, almost breathless.
"Wouldn't you like to know?"- you smirk back at him and he sits up, his face close to yours.
"I can give you even better pictures for your private collection."- he whispers lowly.
"Oh yeah? What do you get out of it?"- you ask with a smirk.
"You."- he says.
"You want me?"- you chuckle, placing your hand on his chin and holding his face firmly in place.
"I want you so bad."- he whines.
"If you want me, Hyunjin... You're gonna have to be a good boy and take what I give you without complaints."- you warn, your voice sultry and low, your camera forgotten on the side.
"Okay, I can do that. I can be good for you."- he says quickly and you chuckle at his eagerness.
"We'll see about that."- you say and before he can answer you grab him and easily turn him on his stomach as he shrieks and scrambles to grab at the sheets.
Your hand wraps around the back of his neck as you push his face into the bed, your pelvis colliding with his ass. You lean over him, your other hand slowly running down his spine as Hyunjin shivers, his eyes wide and breaths ragged.
"You think you can take me, Jinnie?"- you chuckle lowly, blowing at his ear as your hand comes down to grip his asscheek and he mewls under you, scratching at the bed.
"Y-yes."- he whispers.
"Are you sure? This sweet hole looks so very tight."- your fingertips press into his fluttering entrance, just to tease him a little.
He gasps, leaning into your touch as his eyes roll back.
"I- yes, I can take it! Please!"- he whines desperately, dragging the tip of his cock against the satin sheets.
His eyes close in anticipation but you move away completely, leaving him bare and he hears the clicks of your camera before he can even open his eyes and look at you.
He starts getting up, but you're quick to place your hand on his back and push him down.
"Did I say you could move?"- you snap at him and Hyunjin shivers.
"N-no."- he gulps loudly and you tower over him.
"Then why did you move?"- you ask, pinching his butt and he jolts and whimpers.
"I won't do it again, I swear!"- he cries out as you smack his ass and watch as it jiggles deliciously.
"Good slut."- you smirk and leave him on the bed as you put your camera aside and go to your table. There's a drawer in the table, holding all kinds of fun things and Hyunjin breathes deep as he kneels on all fours.
It wouldn't be the first time he got fucked in the ass but no one was ever this demanding and degrading towards him and he was so excited that he felt like could cum untouched any moment now.
You found a bottle of lube and an unused butt plug, your feet padding on the floor and you get back to Hyunjin as he eagerly awaits for you.
"Eyes up front."- you say as you kneel behind him, placing the stuff on the side. You spread his legs more with yours and he whimpers a little, his hands gripping at the sheets above his head.
You practically drool at the sight of him, face down and ass up, his pretty hole on display just for you, the muscles on his arms flexing as he grips and releases the sheets.
You decide to take your sweet time with him, knowing how hard he is and how close to his release he is, the sadist in you loving the power you have over such a beautiful man.
You run your hands down his back to his dainty waist, grabbing it and caressing his soft skin. Your hands slide down to his ass and the back of his thighs as you explore his body, squeezing, slapping, fondling, worshipping.
Hyunjin keeps shivering and breathing hard as he leans into your hands, hungry for more, like he's never been touched before.
"P-please..."- he begs and you chuckle, spanking him lightly.
"You're gonna have to do better than that, pretty boy."- you click your tongue, grabbing his ass harshly and he moans, fingertips digging into the matress.
"Please, y/n, please touch me!"- he whines.
"You want me to touch you?"- you smack his ass again.
"Ah! Yes, please touch me!"
"Where? Where do you want me to touch you?"- you smirk, your hands massaging his asscheeks, fingertips close to where he needs you the most.
"My- I want your fingers inside me, please!"- he begs and you chuckle.
"Was that so hard to say?"- you tease him.
"N-no, it wasn't."- he stutters as you grab the lube and pour it all over your fingers, warming it up a little, before you place two of them on his fluttering hole.
Hyunjin's thighs shake in anticipation as you press on it and start moving your fingers in a circling motion.
"Ah, mm..."- Hyunjin melts instantly, leaning into your touch. What was it about you that made him surrender so easily?
You keep massaging his hole, circling it slowly as it pulsates and opens up under your touch, and you lean down pressing your lips into his upper back.
"Ahh!"- Hyunjin whimpers, enjoying the attention you're giving him.
His cock hurts so bad by now, he hopes you'll let him cum soon before he loses control and cums untouched.
Your lips keep worshipping his back as you slowly push your finger into him. He tenses for a moment and you bring your other hand up to caress his lower back while you keep pushing into him.
"Y/n"- he whimpers your name as you wiggle your finger inside him.
"So tight. Just for me."- you smirk against his skin, leaving another kiss on his spine.
"Yes, just for you."- he whispers, his breath getting caught in his throat when you start sliding your finger inside him slowly.
"But I think you can take more."- you say, slowly pulling out to add more lube before you push two of your fingers inside him.
"Ah, fuck!"- Hyunjin's body jerks forwards as he whimpers loudly.
"Look at that. Such a slutty hole, taking my fingers so well."- you say, and Hyunjin hears the camera click.
"A-ah w-what-" - he stutters as you push your fingers as deep as you can.
"Private collection."- you chuckle as you curl your fingers and start fucking directly into his prostate, making him moan loudly and claw at the sheets, his cock dragging against the bed and leaking onto it, and he feels like exploding right away.
"Please don't stop, please don't stop, please..."- he keeps repeating, his body shaking as he gasps and moans.
You sneak your hand around him, sliding it against his navel, until your fingertips reach his bush and you start playing with it again, pulling on the hair. Hyunjin falls apart, moaning loudly, not even caring how pathetic he looks and sounds as he pushes his ass back into you and ruts his cock against the bed.
"You wanna cum, slut?"- you ask, running your fingers through his pubic hair and pressing them into his skin as you keep abusing his prostate.
His cock throbs and he can't hold it in anymore, his body shakes violently, sweat sliding down his forehead.
"P-please I wanna cum."- he cries and you laugh, you got him exactly where you want him.
"Pretty boy wants to cum."- you mock him.
"Yes, please y/n! Please!"- he begs again.
"Will you let me do whatever I want with you?"- you smirk as you keep fucking into him fast, your other hand grabbing his balls and massaging them.
"Oh my fu- yes, yes you can do whatever you want with me!"- he whines and you smirk.
"You can cum."- you say and Hyunjin's whole body convulses as he explodes hard onto the bed, spurts of cum keep painting the sheets as he moans your name over and over again.
"Fuck, what a dirty slut you are."- you smack his ass hard as you pull out your fingers.
His hole flutters and he whimpers at the empty feeling.
"A pathetic dirty slut. Aren't you?"- you ask sternly, your hand tangled in his hair as you pull his head back.
"Yes, I'm a pathetic dirty slut!"- he cries.
You snicker, leaning away from him and he looks back at you, his eyes teary, sweat on his forehead.
"Wh-what are you doing?"- he asks, straining his neck and trying to look at your hands.
"See this pretty butt plug? I think it'd look even prettier inside you."- you say. "Don't you agree?"- you ask, teasing his entrance with it.
"Mm, yes. Put it in, boss."- he whines and you chuckle as you push the butt plug inside him slowly, watching his sweet hole swallowing it greedily.
When it's pushed all the way in, you caress his ass as you grab your camera.
"Be sweet and stay like that."- you say and Hyunjin just whimpers, the butt plug designed specifically to stimulate his prostate and his cock is getting hard again, twitching against the bed.
You snap a few pictures before you stand up and grab your shoes.
"Where are you going?"- Hyunjin shivers, still not moving from the position you ordered him to stay in.
"We are going to my house, pretty. Get dressed."- you say and Hyunjin's eyes widden as he scrambles to get up, his legs like jelly from the orgasm before and the toy inside him, stimulating him constantly.
You only ever brought one of your models home before, Nelle, and you had so much fun with her but Hyunjin was something different, he was captivating to you like no one else and a small part of you hoped this wasn't the last time you'd be going home with him.
Hyunjin barely managed to get dressed, having to somehow tuck his semi hard cock back into his boxers, whimpering while doing so and you enjoyed watching him struggle, he looked good enough to eat in that moment.
You practically dragged him to your car after locking up the studio and he sat in the passenger seat with a loud whimper, the butt plug pressing into his prostate harder.
The whole drive to your apartment, Hyunjin was tortured, he tried to get off somehow, gyrating his hips and palming himself but you slapped his thigh every time he did that, warning him to be good.
"Stop that or I won't let you cum all night."- you pinch his plushy thigh and he whimpers.
"S-sorry."- he apologizes, sweat trickling down his forehead as he breathes hard.
He almost fell apart by the time you arrived at your building and you had to help him walk to the entrance.
When you enter your apartment, Hyunjin looks around, trying to take in the modern art that was displayed everywhere in your space, the smell of you mixed with remnants of some kind of spicy scented candle was overflowing his senses and his body was buzzing.
"Want something to drink?"- you tease and he whines.
"Y/n please..."
"Please what? You have to use your words, pretty. Tell me exactly what you want or I won't do anything."- you smirk, pushing him against the wall, your thigh lodged between his legs, your hand holding his face firmly.
His eyes roll back as he whimpers and tries to rut against you.
"You can form a sentence, can't you?"- you say in a mocking tone, your hand sliding down to wrap around his neck.
"Y-yes... I-I want you to fuck me, please."- he whimpers and you laugh, stepping back from him.
"Oh you're gonna have to work hard for that."- you say, grabbing his wrist gently and leading him to your room.
"I'll do anything! I swear!"- he scrambles behind you.
"Strip."- you order as you push him into your room, closing the door with your foot.
Hyunjin obeys quickly, peeling off his clothes and throwing it aside.
"You're making a mess, Hyunjin."- you warn and he gasps, grabbing his clothes from the floor and placing it on the chair next to your table.
"Sorry."- he mutters, his face is flushed as he looks down, avoiding your eyes and awaiting your next order.
"Kneel."- you say and his eyes widden a little before he falls on his knees, hitting your carpet with a muffled thud.
"Hands on your back, head down."- you order and he does everything you say.
You can see his breathing is becoming ragged, his pretty cock twitching and leaking down onto your expensive carpet.
"You're gonna wait like that and I don't want to hear a peep from you, understood?"
"Yes, boss."- Hyunjin whimpers quietly, eyes glued down to his body.
You leave the room and a few moments later, Hyunjin hears the shower running.
He curses under his breath, you're really enjoying torturing him. But, he knows he wouldn't be here if he wasn't enjoying it.
His mind keeps making up scenarios of what you would do to him, he wondered if you're even gonna let him taste you or fuck you.
His cock was getting painfully hard at the image of you riding his face, making him suffocate on your sweet pussy as your plush thighs frame his face perfectly.
He wanted to touch himself so bad but he knew you'd punish him for that, even though he would take your punishments happily, he'd rather you reward him for his good behaviour so he stays still.
You come back some ten minutes later, refreshed and naked, the only thing you have on is a strap on and Hyunjin dares to look up at you, his eyes bulging out of his skull as he whimpers.
"Pretty boy, is this what you want?"- you ask, strolling closer to him.
"Y-yes, please."- he whimpers again.
"Cock slut."- you snicker at him, hand in his hair as you grip him and pull on his head harshly.
"Ah!"- he moans loudly, his fingertips digging into his palms, his thighs and biceps flexing and straining as his hard cock twitches.
"Suck."- you simply order, pressing the tip of your cock on his plump lips. Hyunjin's eyes get hazy instantly as he wraps his pretty cherry lips around your tip.
He looks so sweet as he keeps his eyes on yours, sucking eagerly on the head of the dildo, getting it wet with his spit as it drips down his chin.
"You can take more."- you say lowly, pressing his head towards you and pushing more of it in. He moans around you, swallowing around your cock as his eyes roll back.
You fuck his face slowly and Hyunjin keeps moaning, taking more in, the gagging noises he makes as he chokes on the dildo get you extremely wet and horny.
"You look so pretty with your mouth full of cock. You were made just for this."- you smirk, reaching towards the table you were near to and grabbing your camera that was left there.
Hyunjin whimpers around you, choking on your length again.
"I'm gonna take a few pictures of your pathetic face, slut. Stay just like that."- you say as he swallows as much of the dildo as he can.
Hyunjin tries to breathe through his nose so he doesn't gag while you take pictures and his cock keeps leaking and throbbing painfully, begging for any kind of release.
You put your camera aside and start fucking his face, Hyunjin whines around you, his hands coming up to grip at your thighs so he doesn't fall from the sheer strength you're moving your hips with.
"Why are you touching me?"- you slap his cheek with two of your fingers lightly before you pull out of his mouth.
Hyunjin coughs, eyes fluttering as he grabs at his throat and looks up at you.
"Fuck, I'm sorry!"- he whines and you smirk, circling around him. He tries to turn around but you place your foot on his upper back and force him down into the carpet, his cheek leaned on it and his ass lifted up.
"You wanna be fucked, slut?"- you ask, holding his head down with your foot.
"P-please..."- he whimpers.
"Let me see you fuck yourself with the butt plug. I wanna see how much you want it."- you say with an insidious smile.
Hyunjin's hand is shaky as he reaches behind him and grips the base of the toy. He mewls as he starts moving it in and out of his hole slowly.
"Do you even want it? Try harder."- you press your foot between his shoulder blades, holding him down as his eyes wander and look at you.
He whines and starts fucking himself faster, his free hand gripping at the carpet as he tries his best.
"Faster, slut!"- you lean down and spank him hard making him jolt and whimper loudly.
"F-fuck!"- he swears, moving his arm faster, fucking the butt plug right into his prostate. His eyes are shut tightly, his cock is constantly twitching and he's close to his release.
"Faster!"- you smack him again.
"M-my arm hurts."- he whimpers and you chuckle.
"You're acting like a little princess, Hyunjin. You want me to lay you down and do all the work?"- you ask, moving your foot away and leaning closer to him, your hand covering his and helping him fuck himself.
"N-no! I want what you want!"- he cries.
"No, you don't. You don't get to want anything. I told you not to taunt me, didn't I?"- you smirk, pushing the butt plug deep inside his hole.
"I'm sorry, boss. I'm so sorry!"- tears gather in his eyes and you smirk, slapping his hand away and pulling the butt plug out.
"You're gonna do all the work."- you chuckle lowly, sitting on the bed as Hyunjin kneels and looks at you.
"I am?"- he asks, confused as to what you're asking him to do.
"Yes. What are you waiting for? Come and sit on my dick, slut."- you order and Hyunjin gasps, scrambling to his feet and almost running to you.
You have your camera with you and a bottle of lube which you hand to Hyunjin.
"Make me wet."- you say and he whimpers as he spreads the lube on his hands before he grabs the dildo and starts jerking it off.
His eyes fall to your breasts and he wishes he could suck on your sweet nipples and lay his face on them but at this point, he's sure you wouldn't allow that.
Hyunjin straddles you, hovering over your cock and you watch him with a smirk.
He grabs his asscheeks, spreading them apart and slowly sliding his hole on the wet strap-on.
The tip catches his pulsating hole and he mewls loudly as he slowly brings his hips down on yours, taking the whole thing in one slide, filled up to the hilt.
The way he looks in that moment is worth thousands of pictures and you grab your camera. Hyunjin stays still as you take pictures of him, his hole clenching around you, his cock twitching constantly, the pre-cum dripping down and pooling on your stomach.
"Come on, fuck yourself pretty boy."- you smirk and Hyunjin starts slowly sliding up and down on your cock, his dick jumping up and down with every move he makes, his thighs flexing from all the hard work he's doing.
"S-shit, ahh!"- he moans, beads of sweat already covering his forehead and sliding down the side of his face.
Your eyes roam all over his frame and you can't believe you have a man this beautiful falling apart on top of you.
Your eyes keep falling down to his cute bush, wanting to touch him again and pump his pretty cock, milk him dry until he cries for you to stop.
But you're patient and you let him set the pace for a little while as he gradually keeps speeding up, his hole hungry to be filled.
His eyes are closed and you smirk as you grab his hips and start fucking up into him without warning.
"Ah! Fuck!"- he almost screams, his eyes snapping open and finding yours.
You're fucking up into him fast and hard, using all your strength to abuse his prostate and he keeps moaning loudly, fucking himself on you like a feral animal.
"Look at you, taking my cock so well."- you praise him. "You were made for this."
"Yes, I was made to take your cock!"- Hyunjin moans, his mind completely gone as he chases his high.
"You're not allowed to cum yet."- you say and he whines.
"P-please, please, I need to cum! Please, I wanna cum for you, show you how good you make me feel."- he begs, his eyes glassy, the look in them like a kicked puppy and you adore him so much in that moment.
"Fine, but there will be consequences."- you smirk but Hyunjin just thanks you over and over again as he lets go, his cum shooting out and covering your stomach in it, a few drops reaching your breasts.
Before he can even come down from it, you manage to flip him over with your cock still inside him.
He gasps, grabbing at your sheets as you hover over him, pulling the dildo out of him only to push it back in harshly, bottoming out inside him.
"Fuck!"- he curses, tears and sweat mixing on his face and you grab his sensitive cock and spit on it.
"Y/n..."- he cries as you start jerking his soft cock, moving the dildo slowly inside him.
"It's not y/n to you!"- you warn him with a slap on his cheek and Hyunjin gasps, his cock twitching in your hand from the pain you gave him.
"Boss! I'm sorry!"- he apologizes for the nth time tonight and you push in deeply, placing your hand on his stomach and pressing down.
Hyunjin moans, his legs jerking up and you chuckle.
"See how deep inside you I am? You love being filled up like this cause you're just a little cock slut. My cock slut."- you run your hand down and pull on his little bush.
"I'm your cock slut!"- Hyunjin whines, arching into your touch as you keep stimulating him both on the outside and the inside.
His cock hurts and he thinks he can't take anymore but you know he can. You keep jerking him off, running your fingertip on his slit, your other hand playing with the hair framing his dick, your cock deep inside him, the tip pressing into his sweet spot.
Hyunjin has completely surrendered to you, his head lolling to the side as he lets you torture him.
When he's fully hard again, you slide your cock out of him and he looks up at you, his eyes almost crossed from the pleasure running through his body.
"Get on all fours."- you order and he slowly turns around, his face smushed in your pillow and ass up in the air. You stand up and Hyunjin's eyes follow you as you open up a drawer. His heart beats fast as he wonders what you'll pull out of it this time.
"Close your eyes and put your hands above your head."- he obeys, his forehead pressing into your pillow as he breathes hard.
You place one handcuff on his wrist, putting the chain around the headboard of your bed before you snap the other handcuff closed around his wrist. Hyunjin whimpers, looking up at his restrained hands.
"Spread your legs more."- you say and he does as he's told. He looks down between his legs and sees you grabbing more restraints. His heart skips a beat when you secure the bar between his legs, keeping them spread apart for you.
"Oh god..."- Hyunjin whimpers loudly, trying to close his legs just to test it but he can't.
"This is to make sure you don't try to close your legs on me."- you smirk, your hands roaming on his back, ass and the back of his thighs.
"I would never!"- he says and you chuckle.
"Good boy."- you praise him, hands on his asscheeks as you spread them apart.
You slowly push inside his little hole, stretching him to adjust you again and Hyunjin grips at the handcuffs, moans spilling from his pretty lips as you bottom out.
"Since you wanted to cum so badly earlier, you will cum now. As many times as I want you to."- you snicker and grip his hips, fucking into him harshly.
"A-ah!"- Hyunjin's voice breaks as his eyes widden.
Your hips keep slapping into his as you fuck his ass, his cock brushing against your sheets contantly as he drools on your pillow, little moans and groans spilling out of his lips, making your pussy throb with arousal.
Two orgasms later, Hyunjin is constantly trying to close his legs and move away but you keep pushing him back on your cock, you know he's okay unless he uses his safeword.
Your hand tangles in his hair and you grip it, pulling his head back, your other hand wrapping around him to grab his tortured cock.
"I- I can't..."- he's crying and drooling, his body sweaty and his muscles aching.
"You can give me one more, I know you can."- you coo at him and he whines, he will try for you. "Yours is a greedy little hole."- you smirk.
You fuck into his prostate, jerking him off at the same pace and Hyunjin's whole body shudders violently as he moans so loudly that you know the neighbours can hear him.
"B-boss ahh, it hurts!"- he moans.
"You love that, you little slut. Come on, give me one more!"- you order, smacking his ass hard.
Hyunjin chokes on his spit as he spasms, coming all over your hand and the sheets and you milk him dry as he shakes.
"No more... please no more..."- he cries and you finally release him and slide out of his abused hole.
"Wow."- you grab the camera and snap a few pictures of his ruined body as he shivers.
"P-please, untie me."- he says and your eyes soften as you put the camera on the night stand.
You remove the restraints slowly, removing your strap too before you put your arms around Hyunjin and pull him into your body. Both of you are sweaty and gross and the bed is a mess but neither of you care as you cling onto each other.
"You okay?"- you ask, running your hands through his damp hair.
"Mhm. So good."- he whispers, the side of his face smushed into your breast.
"I'm gonna run us a bath and you wait here, okay?"- you say and Hyunjin looks up at you with a dopey smile.
"You forgot something, boss."- he says.
"What is it?"- you ask and he sits up as best as he can, his face close to yours.
"You never kissed me."- he pouts and you chuckle as he leans in.
"Can I?"- he whispers on your lips.
"I think we're way pass that."- you say and press your lips into his.
The kiss is heated and messy like both of you were thirsty and couldn't get enough of each other, teeth nipping at your lips, your tongues dancing together, spit dribbling down your chins.
"I- I didn't get to make you cum."- he pouts at you sweetly again.
"That is something you need to deserve, darling."
"I will work extra hard for that, I promise."- Hyunjin's hand is on your cheek and your heart stirs awake at his touch.
"I believe you."- you whisper, leaning in to kiss him again.
"By the way, I was gonna ask you something before all this happened."- he says as you get up to prepare the bath.
"Yes?"
"What are you doing tomorrow at 7pm?"- he smirks.
"Depends on what you're offering."- you smirk back.
"I was gonna ask you out on a d-date."- he stutters shyly and you almost melt into a puddle. "There's this gallery I wanted to visit and we could grab some dinner too?"
His eyes are big and pleading as he stares up at you and the small part of you that hoped to take Hyunjin home more than once, grows bigger.
Oiiiii I’ve been following you for a while and I finally got the guts to send a request 0_0
If you’re okay with it could you please write about sub!jake as your roommate and him being a virgin but also the biggest pervert and how he secretly used your underwear to get off and kind of waxing you until one day you catch him in the act and take his virginity?
If you don’t like it you can change it to your liking or just ignore it
Ty in advance <3
if you want to
pairing: jake x reader
content: virgin!jake, soft sex, dacryphilia, panty stealing, nicknames, just a littleeee 🤏🏻 bit of degradation but not really reader js calls jake something sorta mean (+ lmk if i missed anything)
w. count: 2k+
a. note: hi anon n everyone!! sorry for disappearing for over a month but thank u so much for requesting n im so so sorry cause this is crazy overdue. hope you don't mind but i changed the roommate part and the watching reader part, i'm sorry i'm not into those things :(( n this was actually meant to be hard dom reader but i let the gentle demons win. nyways sorry for rambling here n feedback is appreciated, love u guys my lovely readers <3
you and your boyfriend, jake, have been living together for awhile now. everything was amazing and you were really pleased with the way the both of you managed to split chores without an issue.
jake was incharge of doing the laundry and recently, you've noticed some of your lace panties have gone missing. you were going to ask jake about it but it often times just slipped from your mind.
until, one night, you came home from work. calling out to him as you usually would when you arrived home, puzzled when jake hadn't immediately run up to you like he usually would.
making your way to your shared bedroom, you noticed the door was left slightly ajar, entering the room only to be greeted with an amazing sight.
the both of you haven't gone all the way yet but you have been intimate together before but the sight you witnessed was just breathtaking.
before you, jake was on all fours as his fist held your missing panties tightly around his flushed cock, moving at an amazing pace, his head lolled back as he chased his orgasm. quietly, you made his way behind him, his loud pants masking the sound of your footsteps.
"i've been looking for those."
jake jumped when he heard your voice, craning his head around quickly as his big eyes stared up at you, halting his ministrations.
immediately, jake grabbed the duvet in an attempt to cover bare body, stammering out rushed apologies. your cold hand rested on jake's chest to stop him from covering himself.
"that's not very nice, is it, jakey? stealing my panties.", you coo.
"i-i'm really sorry, y/n.", jake rushed out, tears springing up out of the corners of his eyes.
your gentle hand travelled up to his eyes and wiped the tears off his red blotchy face, your gaze heavy as you stared him down.
"what should i do with you, puppy? should i tie you up and leave a vibrator on your cute little cock? bend you over and spank you? hmm? what do you think you deserve, jake?"
his hard cock leaking another dribble of precum at your words. jake's fisted your panties tighter, catching his bottom lip between his teeth out of nervousness.
your hand tapped his flushed cheek gently at his silence.
"answer me.", you barked out.
a whimper left jake's mouth as another set of tears began to fall from his pretty eyes at your mean tone. slowly, jake shook his head in answer.
"no? i shouldn't punish you even after you've acted like some stupid bitch in heat?"
jake surpressed a cry, as he shook his head again in agreement, holding back more tears.
"then? should i just let you fuck me instead, puppy?"
at that, jake nods vigorously. unsatisfied with his silence, you quirk up a condescending brow at him. jake blinked up at you, flushing further when he realises what you're asking for.
"y-yes please, please let me fuck you, y/n.", jake squeaked out.
your gentle fingers caressed his cheek after deeming his response satisfactory, turning around facing your back to jake.
"undress me."
jake's shaky hands made his way to the zipper of your dress, gingerly pulling it down and watching as your bare skin slowly gets exposed to him. you shrug of the sleeves of your dress, before peeling it off your body.
you turn back to face jake, who was sitting awkwardly on your shared bed, his glossy eyes staring up at you as he waited for you to instruct him. reaching out, you take hold of his wrist and guided it to run over your body.
"don't be shy, sweet boy. it's just me.", you said in a sultry tone, reeling in the way his hands trace over your sensitive skin, goosebumps arising over the expanse of your torse as your nipples began to harden.
you pull down your panties as jake's hands fumbled around with your bra clasp, struggling to undo the garment. a giggle leaves your lips as his eyebrows furrow in concentration before you reach behind and unclasp it yourself.
jake's mouth fell agape, his eyes stayed trained on the dips and curves of your beautiful figure as you stood bare before him, a smile etched across your face at jake's adorable expression before his cheeks flushed in embarrassment.
the feeling of the covers being pulled off his body snapped him out of his trance, your eyes trailed down to look at how jake's poor little cock was so so hard and had leaked all over his abdomen.
your legs straddled jake's lap, the way your damp core pressed up against him nearly made jake go light headed. his hands rested on your hips as he leaned up to kiss you, shivering at the feeling of your boobs pressing up against his chest.
the kiss you both shared was wet and messy, the urgency evident as jake grew needier by the second. your tongues danced together as your hands circled around his shoulders and his rested awkwardly on your hips.
as you slowly pulled away, a string of saliva breaking apart from the distance between your lips. his eyes fluttered open, only for them to gravitate towards your breasts.
you leaned into his ear and whispered, "taste them, sweet boy."
his mouth was around your hardened nipple, hesitant at first before he was eagerly sucking the bud. your fingers made it's way to his soft hair. you let out a moan as his teeth nibbled around your tit, tugging at his hair which elected a whimper from jake.
as the feeling of your core grew frustratingly wet, you decided to properly lay on the bed, guiding jake to loom above you.
"may i touch you down here, jakey?"
"yes, please.", jake shyly answered you.
as the feeling of your soft fingertips came into contact with his achingly sensitive cock, jake let out a loud moan as his head feel back, tears brimming his eyes.
"s-so good.", jake moaned out.
your fingers moved agonisingly slow as your thumb smeared precum all over his slit, only for more to spurt out, a small mewl sounded from jake as your hands moved downwards to fondle with his balls.
deeming jake ready, you laid back further and spread open your legs. your wet folds glistening from the light of the room as your entrance fluttered around nothing, urging jake to touch your core.
"go on, jakey. fuck me like you wanted to, sweet boy.", you urged him.
jake's hands held your thighs as he aligned his cock to your entrance, his face flushing a deep red as his lip was caught between his lips. jake took deep breaths from his nose. though, you quickly held his wrist as you took notice of his eyes watering.
unlike earlier, jake genuinely looked a little worried, so, you quickly stopped him before sitting up to look at him properly.
"jake, what's wrong, sweetheart? we don't have to do anything if you don't want to.", you said softly as you caressed his back soothingly.
jake's big eyes looked up at you, holding back tears.
your brows furrowed in confusion as you processed what jake was saying, eyes blinking in realisation.
"...jake, are you a virgin?", you questioned him.
at your words, jake's lips wobbled as he hesitantly nodded and he looked seconds away from tears, quickly, you wrapped your arms around him and pulled him closer to you.
"it's okay, jakey. don't worry, we don't have to do anything."
"n-no!", jake rushingly cut your words. "i w-want to do this... but i just don't know how to.", jake continued, timidly looking down at his hands.
you gently took hold of his face to look into his beautiful eyes, giving him a soft smile. leaning down, you pressed a small kiss on his lips. slowly, you flipped him over to lay on his back as your lips slotted between his once again. unlike the kiss you both shared earlier, it wasn't rushed or urgent but it was passionate and full.
"can i ride you, jakey?"
jake nodded eagerly at you, however, at his lack of words, you pulled away.
"words please, sweet boy.", you whispered to him.
"y-yes please fuck me.", jake breathed out.
placing one last kiss on his lips for good measure, you took hold of his full member and aligned it with your soaking entrance, you looked up into jake's eyes as you finally sunk down on him.
you let out a deep breath at the feeling of his thick cock filling up your tight pussy, his prominent veins rubbing against your insides so deliciously as your hips stilled to make sure jake was ready for you.
at the feeling of your pussy enveloping him, jake had to use every power in him to not cum into you right then and there. jake's head immediately rolled back into the soft pillows and his eyes clamped shut, his hands pawing at your hips as if to ground himself. slowly his eyes fluttered open to look at you.
the way you smiled down at him was enough to make him go crazy.
at the sight of jake blushing, your fingers reached down to run through his hair. "you okay there?", you asked teasingly, tilting your head slightly. jake mewled at the feeling of your hands running through his locks as he nodded.
a few moments passed before you deemed jake ready, slowly you rolled your hips foward to see how he would react.
jake let out a hearty moan at the sensation. his eyes shutting closed once again as he got lost in the feeling. taking that as a good sign, you began to thrust down onto his length.
your hips carried you up to bounce on his dick, your boobs jumping with your thrust. your warm walls stretching as his cock burried itself deeper inside you, beginning to kiss at your cervix. glancing down, you take notice of how jake's large cock was bulging against your lower abdomen with each thrust.
"look at how big you are, jakey.", you cooed out.
jake made the mistake of looking down to your lower abdomen where he could see the way his cock throbbed inside of you as you grinded into him, his mind reeling at the way your cunt was so tight around him.
the familiar feeling of his tightening core was getting harder to hold back as he looked down a little more, only to be greeted with the sight of his dick disappearing into your tight wet hole.
pretty tears continued to cascade down his cheeks, "please so close!", jake all but screamed out to you.
your fingers took hold of his hands that were holding onto your working hips, interlocking them together as you leaned down to capture his lips.
"let go for me, jake.", you whispered against his lips.
that's all it took for jake to cry out as his hips snapped up into you, squeezing his eyes shut as his cock released his warm cum deep inside you. praises fell from your lips as he emptied himself into your cunt.
as he came down from his high, a whine escaped him as you continued to ride him, increasing your pace as you chased your own orgasm. you cooed at him softly, "just a little more, sweet boy.", you let go of one of jake's hand to massage at your clit.
finally, the coil in your stomach snapped, squirting your juices all over his dick. at the combined feeling of your cunt tightening around him and the way your cum coated his dick, jake couldn't help the moan that left him as he released into you again.
your movements slowed down before it finally came to a halt, as you leaned down to capture jake's lips in yours, lifting yourself off his softening cock, your pussy dripping cum onto the bedsheets.
immediately praises fell from your lips when you parted from the kiss as you rested your head on his chest.
"thank you for letting me be your first, my love."
audio content: possessive sub, mommy kink, face sitting/oral, handjob, face slapping, finger sucking, riding
this is giving jake and it’s driving me insane!! especially when he calls himself a needy puppy 😩😩
jakey can be such a jealous and clingy sub but he’s a good boy most of the time so he bites his tongue because he trusts you. but there are times where he can’t help being selfish and desperate and he begs for you to stay with him so you’ll have to put him in his place for making you cancel your plans.
How would Enhypen react to you calling them "princess"?
Enha Reaction to Being Called "Princess"
a/n: thank you for the request anon, I hope you enjoy!
warnings: all will be nsfw except for Niki, sub!enha, dom!F!reader, not proofread
MDNI
Heeseung:
Heeseung is a princess???
he would LOVE if you called him princess
I think he likes a healthy mix of praise and degradation, but he prefers praise!
Imagine him with his pink hair, staring up at you with his doe eyes, while you fuck him, lean down and whisper in his ear "You look so pretty like this princess" - he'd cum right then and there
Jay:
i'm sorry to disappoint, but I don't think he'd be big into more feminine pet names such as princess
He'd let you use it occasionally, but it wouldn't do a whole lot to him
I think if he was feeling really subby, or if he's slipped in to sub space, he wouldn't mind it - but otherwise, its a no
Jake:
I think Jake really likes petnames, he loves just about anything you call him
I think he'd like being called princess not as much as some others (I think he'd love to be called pup) - but he still loves it
I think it would kinda catch him off guard at first -- Jake was on his knees below you, sucking on your strap while looking up at you with big eyes, "You look so pretty like this princess" you tell him, causing him to pull away and reply with "please call me that again."
Sunghoon:
for Sunghoon I think it really depends on his mood, similar to Jay, but he'd like feminine petnames a lot more
I think he'd be really into wearing cute pink bows or some other cute accessory during sex
the first time you called him princess, his response to the petname was a whimper
I think based on his mood he'd love to be called both prince and princess - sometimes he's feeling more masculine, other times he's feeling more feminine
Sunoo:
Sunoo is THE princess
This man right here would absolutely MELT if you called him princess
similar to Hee, he might just cum as soon as the word left your mouth
Call him princess in the bedroom AND outside of the bedroom (just not around the guys)
he loves loves loves any sort of feminine petnames
Jungwon:
similar to Sunoo and Hee, Jungwon loves when you give him cute petnames
Jungwon would whimper out a "call me that again" as soon as you called him princess
he loves any sort of cute or more feminine name (angel, kitty, princess)
imagine convincing Jungwon to wear lingerie, he'd come out of the bathroom in the cute lacy pink set you picked out for him - he'd be shy, but as soon as you call him princess, he'd melt
Ni-ki:
this is in a SFW scenario, I am aware he is 18, but I am not currently comfortable writing any smut about him
I think in typical teenager fashion he'd stare at you with a "wtf" kind of expression
I think if you continued to call him princess it would grow on him, just as long as you don't call him it around anyone
"Babe, I need to tell you something," Hongjoong said, his voice crackling with tension as he broke the silence of your cozy apartment. You looked up from your book, your eyes wide with curiosity. You’d known him for a while now, and when he talked like this, it was usually about something important.
"What's up?" you asked, setting your book aside and turning to face him.
Hongjoong took a deep breath. "You know how we've been trying new things in the bedroom?"
You nodded, your expression shifting to one of understanding. You’d been together for a year, and your relationship was marked by a spirit of adventure and openness. "Yeah, I've been lovin’ it," you said with a warm smile, reaching over to squeeze his hand.
"Well, I've been doing some reading," he began, his thumb tracing circles on your palm. "And I've been thinking about trying out some new kinks."
Her eyes lit up with interest. "Oh? What kind of kinks?"
"Well, there's one in particular," he said, his cheeks flushing slightly. "I've always been kind of curious about…pegging."
You leaned in, your curiosity piqued. "Pegging?"
"Yeah, y’know," he replied, a hint of shyness in his voice. "Like, when a girl uses a strap-on on a guy."
Your eyes grew even wider, and you couldn't help but chuckle a little. "Wow, that's..." you paused, searching for the right word. "Surprising."
"But you're cool with it?" he asked, hopeful.
You nodded, your smile never wavering. "If it's something you wanna try, then I'm all for it."
Relief washed over him. "Really?"
"Yeah," you said, your voice firm. "Long as we’re both happy and we both consent, I don’t see why not.”
Hongjoong felt his heart race. He'd been nervous about bringing this up, but your response was more accepting than he could have ever hoped for. "Thank you," he said, leaning over to kiss you. "Thank you so much."
Your eyes sparkled with excitement. "Luckily, I already own a strap-on," you revealed, your voice dropping to a seductive whisper. "I was just waiting for you to say something."
He pulled back, surprised. "You do?"
"Mmhmm," you nodded, your lips curling into a mischievous smile. "I picked it up a while ago, just to keep things interesting. The store I bought it from was having a sale, anyway.”
You decided to start slow, setting a date for your new adventure. The days leading up to it were filled with a mix of excitement and nerves. You talked about it in hushed tones, sharing your thoughts and expectations. You assured him that you’d be gentle, that you’d take it step by step, and that they could stop at any point if he felt uncomfortable.
On the day of your rendezvous, the tension in the air was palpable. You both agreed to set the scene, making your living room into a makeshift boudoir with candles and soft music. You wore a lacy lingerie set that made Hongjoong's pulse quicken, and you had the strap-on laid out on the bed, gleaming in the soft candlelight.
When the moment finally came, you approached him with the strap-on, your eyes locked on his. "Ready?" you asked, your voice a mix of excitement and concern.
He took a deep breath and nodded. "Yeah…yes, yeah," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "I'm ready."
You leaned over and reached for the bottle of lube on the side table. You squirted a generous amount onto your fingers, the sound echoing in the quiet room. You looked back at him, your eyes dark with anticipation. Slowly, you brought your hand to his backside, your touch sending shivers down his spine.
"Relax," you whispered, your breath hot against his ear. You began to circle his hole with one finger, applying gentle pressure. He tensed up at first, but your reassuring strokes and soft kisses along his neck helped him to ease into it. As you pushed your finger inside, he gasped, his body tightening around you. You waited for a moment, allowing him to adjust to the new sensation, before you started to move it in and out, the lube making it smooth and easy.
With each stroke, he felt himself relaxing more and more. He'd never felt anything like this before, but the pleasure was undeniable. He leaned into your touch, his cock growing harder by the second. He watched you in the mirror, your eyes focused and determined as you worked him open. It was a strange, vulnerable feeling, but it was also incredibly erotic, watching the woman he loved take control in such an intimate way.
As you added a second finger, he moaned, his eyes fluttering shut. The sensation was intense, but he was ready for more. He could feel your excitement building too, your breath quickening as you watched his reactions in the mirror. You leaned down and kissed him, your tongue dancing with his as you continued to prepare him for what was to come.
"Are you okay?" you asked, her voice soothing.
He nodded, his eyes still closed. "Y-Yeah," he breathed. "It feels... amazing."
You felt a thrill of triumph at his words. You’d read about the prostate, the male G-spot, and knew that if you could hit it just right, it would be an experience he'd never forget. You curled your fingers slightly and felt him jolt as you brushed against it. His eyes snapped open, and you watched in the mirror as his pupils dilated with pleasure.
"Oh, f-fuck," he murmured, his hips bucking involuntarily. You stilled your hand, giving him a moment to process the sensation. You could see the question in his eyes, the unspoken "W-What… was that?" But you just smiled and whispered,
"You're doing great," before resuming your slow, deliberate movements.
With each stroke, you grew bolder, applying more pressure to that sensitive spot. He was panting now, his body trembling with every touch. You could feel his muscles tightening around your fingers, and you knew he was close to the edge.
"Y-Y/n," he moaned, his voice strained. "I think I'm... I-I'm gonna..."
"Let go," you urged, your voice low and encouraging. "I've got you, baby."
And with that, you pushed your fingers a little deeper, your thumb pressing firmly against his prostate. The sensation was overwhelming, a wave of pleasure that crashed over him like never before. His body arched off the bed, his eyes squeezed shut as he let out a guttural cry. The orgasm was unlike any he'd ever experienced, a deep, intense release that seemed to start in his toes and work its way up through his entire body. He could feel the muscles in his ass clench around her fingers, his cock pulsing with every spurt of cum that painted the sheets.
When it was over, he collapsed back onto the bed, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. You gently withdrew your hand, a look of pure satisfaction on your face. "See?" you murmured, leaning down to kiss him softly. "It's all about exploration and trust."
Hongjoong nodded, his eyes still glazed over with pleasure. He could feel the sticky warmth of his release on his stomach, and his ass was still tingling from your expert touch. "Yeah," he managed to say, his voice hoarse. "It was... incredible."
Without wasting any time, you reached for the strap-on. You slipped it on with an air of confidence that made his heart race all over again. The sight of you, dressed in nothing but the lacy lingerie and the leather harness, was enough to make him hard once more. You grabbed his hips, your grip firm but gentle, and positioned herself behind him. He could feel the coolness of the lubricated toy against his skin, and his nerves spiked in anticipation.
"Remember to breathe," you instructed, your voice calm and steady. "We're gonna take this slow."
He nodded, his eyes fixed on your reflection in the mirror. He watched as you pushed the tip of the strap-on against his now-sensitive entrance, applying just enough pressure to allow it to slide in. He gasped as you entered him, the feeling of fullness overwhelming. You waited for him to adjust before you started to move, your hips rocking in a slow, rhythmic motion.
The initial discomfort soon gave way to a building wave of pleasure. With every thrust, you hit that spot deep inside him that you’d found with her fingers, sending bolts of electricity through his body. He could feel his prostate swelling with each pass, the sensation growing more intense with every moment. He moaned, his hands clutching the bedsheets as he tried to hold on.
Your movements grew more deliberate, your breathing quickening as you found your own rhythm. You leaned over him, your breasts pressing against his back as you whispered sweet nothings into his ear. "Do you like it?" you asked, your voice a seductive purr.
"Y-Yes," he gasped, his voice strained. "Oh, G-God, yes-!”
Your eyes met in the mirror, and you gave him a wicked smile. "Good boy," you said, your voice dripping with desire. "Because I'm about to make you come again."
And with that, you picked up the pace, your hips slamming into him with more force. He didn't know how much more he could take, but he didn't want it to stop.
As you thrust into him, he reached down to stroke his cock, the sight of you taking him in the mirror pushing him closer to the edge. His orgasm built quickly, his body tightening as he neared the precipice. He watched as you pushed him over, your own climax written on her face as she moaned in pleasure. Your clit had been rubbing against the fabric of your underwear with each thrust.
Your bodies moved in perfect harmony, your cries of ecstasy echoing through the room. When you were both spent, you pulled out gently and removed the strap-on, collapsing beside him on the bed. You lay there for a moment, your hearts pounding in unison.
"That was..." he began, but the words failed him.
"Amazing,” you finished for him, your voice soft and filled with love. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
You held each other tightly, your breathing slowly returning to normal. It was a moment of pure intimacy, a new chapter in your sexual journey that had brought you closer than ever before. And as you lay there, tangled in the aftermath of your passion, you both knew that you were ready to explore whatever kinks and desires your hearts desired.
SEONGHWA
"Hey, Seonghwa," you called out, gout voice bubbling with excitement as you padded through the apartment in your socks. The floorboards were cool under her feet, a stark contrast to the warmth that suffused your cheeks. You had rehearsed this moment in your head for weeks, turning the words over and over until they were smooth as river stones.
Seonghwa poked his head out from the kitchen, wiping his hands on a towel. "Yes, dear?" he responded, the scent of simmering garlic and onions filling the air.
Your heart fluttered in your chest like a bird caught in a cage. You took a deep breath, your eyes locking onto his. "Can I help with dinner?" you asked, trying to keep your voice steady.
He chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "You know I like cooking for you."
You nodded, feeling a mix of nervousness and anticipation. The kitchen was a cozy cocoon of warm light, the sound of sizzling oil and clinking pans creating a comforting backdrop to your evening ritual. You took a step closer, feeling the heat from the stove against your legs. "But I have a surprise for dessert," you said, your voice barely above a murmur.
Seonghwa looked at you, curiosity piqued. "Oh?"
Your hands trembled slightly as you reached for him, wrapping your arms around his waist from behind. You leaned in, your cheek against his back, and whispered, "I wanna… peg you."
The room went still, the only sound the persistent hiss of the stove. Seonghwa stiffened, the spatula hovering in the air. You could feel his heartbeat quicken against you.
The silence stretched on, thick and unyielding. You tightened your grip, your pulse racing.
Finally, he turned to face you, setting the spatula down with a clatter. His eyes searched yours, a question etched into the lines of his face. "You're sure?" he asked, his voice low and careful.
Your nod was firm, your eyes unwavering. "I’m asking you. Are you sure? I already have a strap-on.”
For a moment, the air between you two crackled with tension. Then, slowly, a smile spread across Seonghwa's face. He reached up, cupping your cheek with his hand. "Sure," he murmured, "But let's finish cooking first."
“Do you really wanna finish?” you tilts your head with a raised eyebrow, and he scoffs a bit, knowing you were right about him not wanting to finish cooking. The aroma of your dinner filled the room, but the anticipation of what was to come was stronger.
“I’ll just set a timer,” he says, turning back to the stove to do exactly that. The kitchen timer beeps obediently, acknowledging the temporary pause in your culinary endeavors. He turns back to you, his eyes smoldering with desire and a hint of apprehension. You can see he’s trying to keep his cool, but you know he’s just as eager as you are.
You move to the bedroom, the floorboards creaking under your weight as you leave the warm kitchen behind. The room is bathed in the soft glow of candlelight, a stark contrast to the harsh fluorescents of the university halls where your secret relationship had begun. The air is charged with excitement and nerves as you both stand before each other, the weight of your unspoken desires hanging in the air like a ripe fruit ready to drop.
Seonghwa’s eyes widen slightly when he sees the strap-on lying on the bed, gleaming in the candlelight. It’s a new toy, something you’d bought just for tonight. You’d done your research, watched videos, read articles – you wanted this to be perfect for both of you.
You sit on the edge of the bed, your knees touching. He takes your hand, stroking your knuckles with his thumb. “Are you nervous?” he asks, his voice gentle.
“A little,” you admit, your voice shaking. “Even though I’m the one who’s pegging you. So you should be nervous. But I trust you. And I know you’ll tell me if it’s too much.”
He nods solemnly, his eyes never leaving yours. “I’ve done my own research on this too… That’s why I’m not so nervous. And yes, I’ll tell you,” he promises.
You leaned in for a kiss, your lips parting slowly, tentatively. It’s a kiss filled with promise and love, a silent pact to explore this new part of your relationship together. His hand moves to the back of your neck, pulling you closer as your tongues dance together.
Breaking away, you grab the lube from the nightstand, your hand shaking slightly. You try to play it cool, but the excitement in your eyes gives you away. Seonghwa watches you, his own hands fumbling with his buttons, his shirt coming off to reveal his bare chest. You can't help but admire the way the candlelight plays off his muscles.
He lays back on the bed, the softness of the mattress enveloping him. You follow suit, kneeling beside him and gently guiding him to lie on his back. His eyes never leave yours as you straddle him, the warmth of your bodies melding together. The air in the room feels charged, as if the very molecules are vibrating with anticipation.
"I'll start with my fingers," you whisper, your voice barely audible over the thundering of your heart. You lean in, your breath hot against his ear, and he nods, his eyes closing in anticipation. You take a deep breath, your heart racing as you apply the lube to your fingers. You both tremble slightly, the moment feeling both surreal and incredibly intimate.
Your hand moves to his waist, sliding down to the button of his pants. He lifts his hips slightly to help you, and you feel his hardness against your palm. You take another deep breath, your pulse quickening as you unzip his pants. You’ve done this countless times before, but tonight it feels different – charged with a new kind of excitement.
With trembling hands, you slide his pants down, exposing his bare skin. He's already hard, his cock standing proudly against his stomach. You stroke it lightly, watching his face for any signs of discomfort or hesitation. His eyes are closed, his breathing deep and even.
"Ready?" you ask, and he nods, his eyes still closed. You smile, a mix of love and excitement lighting up your features, and leans in to kiss him again. Your lips meet in a gentle, lingering kiss that seems to go on forever, your bodies speaking a language only they understand.
Your fingers trace a path down to his ass, the tip of one digit circling his hole. He tenses slightly, and you pauses, waiting for his signal. When he relaxes, You presses in, slow and steady, feeling him open up to you. The sensation is strange and thrilling, and you’re acutely aware of every little sound he makes, every twitch of his body.
Seonghwa's eyes fly open, and he looks at you, his pupils blown wide with arousal. "M-More," he whispers, his voice thick with need. You add another finger, your own heart racing in response to his. You’ve never felt so powerful, so connected to him.
The timer in the kitchen beeps, a jarring reminder of the dinner waiting for you. But neither of you care about the food anymore. You’re lost in a world of sensation, a place where only the two of you exist.
Your fingers dance around his prostate, finding the sweet spot with a precision that surprises even you. You can feel him tense and release, his breath hitching in his throat as you explore him. He gasps into Your mouth, the sound muffled by your kiss. His hand tightens around your wrist, urging her to go deeper, faster.
As you do, you wrap your other hand around his cock, your grip firm but gentle. You stroke in time with your fingering, feeling him throb against your palm. The rhythm builds, a crescendo of pleasure that threatens to overwhelm you both. You can feel him getting closer, his hips bucking up to meet your hand.
But you’re not ready for this to end yet. You pull her hand away from his cock, smiling at the whine of protest that escapes his lips. "Patience," you murmur, your voice low and seductive. You reach for the strap-on, your heart pounding in your chest.
Seonghwa watches you, his eyes glazed with desire. You slide the harness over your hips, adjusting it until it fits snugly. The feel of the cool leather against your skin sends a shiver down your spine. You’ve never felt so alive, so powerful.
The head of the dildo nudges against his entrance, and you feel his body tense. You pause, looking down at him, your breathing ragged. "Ready?" you asks, and he nods, his eyes never leaving yours.
Slowly, you pressed in, feeling the resistance give way as you fill him up. He gasps, his eyes rolling back in his head. The sound sends a thrill through you, and you starts to move, setting a rhythm that's both torturously slow and incredibly intimate.
His hands are on your hips, guiding you, urging you deeper. You can feel the warmth of his skin, the way his muscles clench around your fingers. You’ve never been so attuned to another person's body, so in sync with their needs.
You move together, the only sounds in the room your harsh breathing and the wet slap of skin on skin. His moans are music to your ears, and you knows you’re hitting all the right notes. The candles flicker, casting shadows across the walls, painting your bodies in a dance of light and dark.
As you pressed down on his prostate, he arches his back, his grip on your hips tightening. You can feel him getting closer, his muscles tensing around your fingers. You know he's close, so close, and you speed up, eager to watch him fall apart.
And then it happens. His whole body tenses, his eyes squeezed shut, and he cries out, his release spilling over your hand. You continue to move, letting him ride out the waves of pleasure, feeling his ass clench around your fingers.
When the spasms finally stop, you lean down to kiss him, tasting the salt of his sweat on his skin. He's panting, his chest heaving. You pull out, gently, and he relaxes, his eyes opening to meet yours. The look of pure ecstasy on his face is worth every nerve-wracking moment of anticipation.
You lie there, entwined in each other's arms, the candles burning low. The timer in the kitchen has long since stopped beeping, but the food is forgotten. This moment, this new chapter in your relationship, is all that matters.
Seonghwa's hand drifts down to your strap-on, his touch gentle and exploratory. "Your turn,"
YUNHO
The sun had dipped below the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over the city as Yunho pulled his motorcycle into the apartment complex's underground parking. He killed the engine and let out a contented sigh, feeling the gentle vibrations of the bike fade away. The smell of exhaust and leather filled the cool evening air, a stark contrast to the scent of blooming flowers that had been thick in the air during his ride. The world was quiet now, save for the distant echo of a closing garage door and the occasional murmur of a passing car.
As he climbed the stairs to the third floor, his thoughts drifted to his girlfriend, Y/N. He knew you’d be waiting for him, probably with dinner already made. You had a simple routine that he cherished. He reached for the door handle, the anticipation of your reunion making his heart race just a little faster.
When he stepped inside, the apartment was dimly lit, the only light coming from a couple of flickering candles scattered around the living room. You looked up from your book, your eyes sparkling with excitement. You set the book aside and slid off the couch, walking over to him in a way that made his knees feel a bit weaker than usual. You were wearing one of his old t-shirts, the fabric clinging to your curves in a way that made him swallow hard.
"You're back," you said, your voice a sweet purr that seemed to resonate through his entire body.
He nodded, smiling as he closed the door behind him. "Yeah," he said, his voice a little rougher than he'd intended. "Missed you."
Your smile grew mischievous as you stepped closer, your bare feet silent on the hardwood floor. "I missed you too," you murmured, reaching out to trace a line down his chest. "I've been thinking about something."
Yunho's eyes widened as you took his hand and led him to the bedroom. "What's that?" he asked, trying to keep his voice steady.
You turned to face him, your expression a mix of excitement and nervousness. "I wanna peg you," you said, your cheeks flushing a delicate shade of pink. "I've been readin’ about it, and I think it could be amazing for us."
He blinked, taken aback by your sudden proposal. "Pegging?" he repeated, his mind racing. He'd heard of it before, but you’d never discussed it.
"Yeah," you said, your voice a little shakier now. "You know, I wear a strap-on and we can switch things up a bit."
Yunho felt a thrill of surprise, and a flicker of arousal at the thought of the power dynamic shift. He knew you were adventurous in bed, but this was a new level of intimacy you hadn't yet explored. He took a deep breath, looking into your eyes. "Okay," he said, his voice firm. "If it's something you really want to try, then let's do it."
Your face lit up, and you threw your arms around his neck, kissing him deeply. The scent of your perfume filled his nose, making him dizzy with desire. As you broke apart, you reached into your drawer and pulled out a velvet pouch. "I got this," you said, holding up a sleek black strap-on. "It's made of the softest material."
He took it from you, feeling the weight and the smoothness of it in his hand. His heart was racing now, a mix of nerves and excitement. Your eyes searched his face, looking for any sign of hesitation. "We can take it slow," you assured him, your voice gentle. "We'll use lube, and I'll be as careful as I can."
Yunho nodded, his eyes never leaving yours. He trusted you completely, and the thought of experiencing something new together was exhilarating. You undressed slowly, each piece of clothing falling to the floor like a silent promise of the intimacy to come. Your body was a vision, your skin glowing in the candlelight, and he felt his arousal growing as he watched you strap the device on.
You took his hand and led him to the bed, your bodies brushing against each other with every step. The anticipation was almost unbearable, his heart hammering in his chest. Your touch was gentle as you laid him down and began to stroke his cock, your other hand reaching for the lube. "I'll have to stretch you out first," you said, your voice low and seductive. "I'll use my fingers."
He nodded, his breath hitching as you squeezed a generous amount of lube onto your fingers. You leaned over him, your breasts brushing against his chest as you took his cock in your hand and began to work the lubricant around his opening. The coolness of the gel was soon replaced by the warmth of your touch, and he felt his body begin to relax, opening up to you. Your eyes never left his as you pushed one finger inside, your gaze filled with a mix of passion and concern.
The sensation was strange at first, a slight burn that quickly gave way to a fullness he'd never felt before. Your eyes searched his, gauging his reaction, and he nodded again, his voice barely a whisper. "Keep going."
With agonizing slowness, you added a second finger, your movements deliberate and precise. He could feel the muscles inside him stretching, accommodating you, and the sensation was both overwhelming and incredibly arousing. His cock grew harder in your hand, and he felt his body responding in ways he'd never expected. You worked him gently, your index finger circling his prostate as you stretched him wider, preparing him for what was to come.
The room was filled with the sound of your breathing, the occasional squeak of the mattress beneath you as you worked your fingers in and out of him. Your eyes never left Yunho's, watching for any sign of discomfort, your own arousal growing with every little gasp he made. You felt a thrill of power, of being the one in control, the one bringing him to new heights of pleasure. His trust in you was palpable, and it made your heart swell with love and desire.
Yunho's body tensed and then relaxed, his breaths growing shorter as you added a third finger. The initial burn had transformed into a deep, intense ache that was strangely pleasurable. He felt vulnerable, but safe in your care. Your eyes, usually so playful, were now focused and serious, and he knew you wouldn't push him further than he could handle. He nodded, his voice barely a murmur, "I'm ready."
You leaned in to kiss him, your tongue teasing his as you pulled your fingers out. You took the strap-on in your hand and positioned it at his entrance, the tip slick with lube. Yunho could feel his heart racing, the anticipation making him dizzy. You pressed it in gently, the soft material sliding in easily thanks to your careful preparation. He tensed for a moment, then sighed as you pushed it in deeper, filling him completely.
You took your time, exploring this new sensation together. You started with slow, shallow thrusts, your eyes never leaving his. You watched his face, studied his reactions, and adjusted your movements accordingly. Yunho's hand found yours, his fingers entwining with yours as you gripped the base of the strap-on. Together, you found a rhythm that made him moan, his hips rising to meet you.
The sensation grew, building like a crescendo inside him. The feeling of being filled by you, of you in control, was unlike anything he'd ever experienced. It was intimate and raw, and it was beautiful. His cock was rock-hard, begging for attention, and you didn't disappoint. You reached down, your hand wrapping around him, stroking him in time with your movements.
The world outside the bedroom faded away, replaced by the sound of your skin slapping together and your mingled gasps. Yunho's eyes rolled back in his head as you hit his prostate, sending waves of pleasure through his body. He could feel his orgasm building, a pressure that was both terrifying and incredible. "Y/N," he breathed, his voice ragged.
Your movements grew more urgent, your hips moving faster, and he knew you were close too with hoe your clit was rubbing against the inside of the strap-on. He watched you, the muscles in your arms tensing, your breath coming in pants. You leaned down, capturing his mouth in a kiss that was both tender and fierce, your tongues dancing together as your bodies moved in perfect harmony.
And then it was too much. Yunho's body arched off the bed, his orgasm tearing through him like a lightning bolt. He came hard, his cock pulsing in your hand as you continued to stroke him, your own body trembling with the force of your climax. You stayed like that for a moment, breathless and connected, before collapsing into a heap of tangled limbs and sated sighs.
The candles continued to flicker, casting shadows across the room, but they were lost in their own little world. You pulled the strap-on off, your body slick with sweat, and curled up next to him. "How was it?" you whispered, your voice filled with concern and excitement.
Yunho turned to you, a lazy smile spreading across his face. "Amazing," he murmured, brushing a lock of hair from your forehead. "I can't believe we've never done that before."
You grinned, your eyes sparkling. "There's so much more we can explore," you said, your voice filled with promise. "But for now, let's just bask in this."
And so you did, your bodies entwined, hearts racing, as you reveled in the afterglow of your shared experience. The air was thick with the scent of sex and candle wax, a testament to the uncharted territory you’d just explored together.
YEOSANG
"What's up with you and your weird fantasies?" you tossed your head back, letting out a peal of laughter.
Yeosang, caught off guard by your reaction, felt his cheeks flush. "It's not weird," he protested, his voice a tad defensive. "It's just something I've been thinking about."
You leaned forward, your eyes dancing with curiosity. "Okay, fine," you said, your smile teasing. "Tell me more."
He took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart. "You know how we've been exploring different things in bed?" He paused, waiting for your nod. "Well, I read somewhere that pegging can be really intense for both parties. It's about trust and pushing boundaries, you know?"
Your expression grew thoughtful as you traced a finger along the rim of your wine glass. "I guess I can see that," you murmured, your gaze drifting off to the distant horizon. "But isn't it a bit... unconventional?"
"That's kind of the point," he replied, leaning in closer. "It's about trying new things together, growing closer."
The silence between you both stretched out, filled with unspoken questions and anticipation. Yeosang could feel the warmth of your skin and the sweet scent of your perfume, a delicate blend of vanilla and jasmine that always made his head spin. He waited for your response, his stomach in knots.
Finally, you took a sip of your wine, the red liquid leaving a trail of shimmer on your upper lip. "Alright," you said, your voice casual. “Cool. I’m pretty sure I bought a strap-on.”
Yeosang’s eyes widened. He hadn’t expected you to be so nonchalant about the whole thing. He felt his heart racing even faster, his mind racing with thoughts of what this could mean for your relationship.
"Where?" he managed to croak out, his voice thick with anticipation.
"In my drawer," you said, with a smirk. "I’ve had it for a while. You know, for when the mood strikes."
The revelation hit him like a ton of bricks. He had never thought you’d be so open to the idea, let alone already have the equipment. "Really?" he asked, trying to keep his voice steady.
You nodded, your smirk growing into a full-blown smile. "Why not?" you said, reaching out to place a hand on his thigh. "I've always liked the idea of switching things up. It keeps things fresh, you know?"
Your touch sent a jolt of excitement through him. He had never felt more alive, more connected to you than he did at that moment. He took a sip of his own wine, trying to calm his nerves. "I just didn't know you were into that kind of thing," he admitted.
"Well, now you do," you said, your voice a purr. "And it's your lucky night, because I'm feeling particularly adventurous.”
The both of you finished your wine in silence, the anticipation hanging heavy in the air. Yeosang could feel his heart pounding in his chest, his body already reacting to the thought of what was to come. The candles flickered, casting shadows across the room that danced in time with your racing thoughts.
As you made your way to the bedroom, your hand slid into his, your grip firm and reassuring. You led him to the bed, where you pulled open the drawer and revealed the strap-on. It was sleek and black, with a curved shaft that gleamed in the soft light. Yeosang felt his stomach flip at the sight of it.
With a gentle touch, you began to undo his pants, your eyes locked onto his. He could see the excitement in them, the same thrill that he felt coursing through his veins. His shirt followed, and soon he was standing before you in just his boxers, his body trembling slightly.
You sat on the edge of the bed, her legs crossed. You reached out and hooked your fingers into the waistband of his boxers, pulling them down slowly. His erection sprang free, bobbing in the cool air. You took it in her hand, stroking it gently as you studied him. "You're so beautiful," you murmured, your voice low and sultry.
Yeosang felt a rush of love for you in that moment. He had never felt so exposed, so vulnerable, and yet so desired. You leaned in and kissed him, your tongue probing his mouth as your hand continued to work him. He could feel himself growing harder, his breath coming in short gasps.
When you broke the kiss, you slid your fingers down to his opening, gently pushing inside. He gasped, his eyes flying open. The sensation was new, a mix of pleasure and pressure that made him quiver. You moved your hand in a slow, steady rhythm, working him open as he grew more and more aroused.
Finally, you pulled away, your fingers glistening with lubricant. You stood up and put on the strap-on, adjusting it until it was snug. The sight of you, tall and confident, wearing the harness, was almost too much to bear. Yeosang couldn't help but stare, his body responding eagerly to the sight.
"Ready?" you asked, a wicked smile playing on your lips.
He nodded, unable to find his voice. You climbed onto the bed, straddling him. He could feel the head of the dildo pressing against him, the anticipation making him dizzy. You leaned down and kissed him again, your tongue dancing with his as you began to push inside.
The sensation was unlike anything he had ever felt before. There was pain, yes, but it was melded with a deep, intense pleasure that took his breath away. He clung to you, his nails digging into your back as you pushed deeper, your hips moving in a slow, steady rhythm that made him moan.
You took your time, letting him adjust to the feeling. You whispered sweet nothings into his ear, your breath hot against his skin. Yeosang could feel your love, your desire for him, in every stroke. It was as if you were claiming him in a way that no one ever had before.
As the initial shock subsided, Yeosang began to move with you, pushing back against you, meeting your thrusts with his own. The pain had morphed into something else, something primal and addictive. He never wanted it to end.
Your bodies moved together, a dance of love and lust that seemed to go on forever. Your hands roamed his body, your nails scraping against his skin, leaving a trail of fire wherever they went. Yeosang could feel his orgasm building, a pressure that grew with every thrust.
"H-Harder," he mumbled, his voice thick with pleasure. "P-Please, baby, harder."
You smile grew as you complied, your hips moving faster, more forcefully. The sound of your bodies slapping together filled the room, a symphony of passion that seemed to resonate in his very soul. Yeosang's eyes rolled back in his head as he lost himself in the sensation. He had never felt so alive, so wanted.
Whimpers and gasps escaped his lips as you pushed him closer and closer to the edge. He could feel every inch of you, the velvety softness of the dildo, the firmness of your thighs against his, the warmth of your breath on his neck. It was too much, and yet not enough.
"Oh god," he moaned, his hips bucking wildly. "It feels s-so good."
You leaned down, your breasts pressing against his chest, your breath hot in his ear. "You like it?" you whispered, your voice a seductive purr.
"Y-Yes," he whined, his voice high and needy. "I-I love it."
The words seemed to spur you on, your movements growing more erratic, more demanding. Yeosang could feel the tension coiling in his stomach, tightening like a spring ready to snap. He clutched at you, his nails digging into your flesh as he tried to hold on, to savor every moment of this newfound ecstasy.
And then it washed over him, a wave of pleasure so intense it was almost painful. He cried out, his body arching off the bed as he came, spilling his release between them. You didn't stop, your movements growing more frantic as you chased your own climax.
When you finally reached it, you collapsed on top of him, your breath coming in ragged gasps. You lay there, panting and sweaty, your hearts racing in time with one another's. Yeosang felt a sense of euphoria that was almost unbearable, his body still pulsing with the aftershocks of pleasure.
As they lay there, tangled in the sheets, you propped yourself up on one elbow, looking down at him with a glow in your eyes. "I knew you'd like it," you said, your voice filled with satisfaction.
He couldn't help but laugh, the sound muffled by the pillow beneath his head. "How could I not?" he replied, his voice still shaky. "It was... amazing."
You shared a smile, one that was filled with a newfound understanding, a deeper connection that transcended words. It was in that moment that Yeosang knew your relationship had reached a new level, one that was built on trust, love, and a willingness to explore the depths of your desires together.
And as you both lay there, your bodies still joined, the candles flickering out one by one, you knew that this was just the beginning of your journey into the uncharted territories of pleasure. The end of the night had brought you both closer than ever before, and the promise of a thousand more adventures lay just beyond the horizon of your passion-filled embrace.
guess what I’m thinking about now? yeah, sub!ricky…
sub!ricky who’s such a damn tease…
the slut will literally do just about everything anywhere to remind you that he’s sexy. whether it’s lifting and fanning his shirt so you can see his abs and his pants sagging dangerously close to pelvis; messily eating a sticky and suggestive dessert that runs down his lips and fingers so he can lick up the sweet frosting in front of you with the most intense eye contact; coming into your shared bedroom shirtless and taking his sweet time finding the “perfect” t-shirt, sweats, and boxers combo for his shower after a long basketball session so you can watch the sweat drip down his body and face, with his chest still slightly heaving with deep sighs coming from his mouth before finally leaving you alone and horny to shower.
he just gets so turned on from you lustfully looking at him. tell him he’s handsome, pretty, sexy, and he’ll proudly say he knows, but ask him who he belongs too, and the only word that comes out of his lips is “you.”
ricky will never deny your ownership of him, which is partially the reason why he teases you so much. he loves when you give him no mercy in claiming him. don’t hold back. you want to mark his body with bite marks, scratches, lipstick, bruises, sharpie, hand prints? do it. it only adds to his beauty, and he’s than capable of taking it. want to dress him up nice and pretty and do his makeup just to ruin it by fucking him deep inside his tight and sensitive asshole or bouncing and grinding yourself on his deprived and throbbing cock? yes, yes, yes! maybe even take a picture of the aftermath 👀👀
he’s always open to trying different things with you, and he’ll let you know when he has something in mind when you see a suspiciously discreet package on your bed ready for you to rip open. but don’t be mistaken, he loves to spoil you as well. not only is he constantly taking you out on fancy dates to go shopping, eat at new restaurants, and visit different attractions in your area, he’s also always looking for unique ways to spoil you using different love languages.
such as researching how to do a full body massage after seeing how much you enjoyed it at the salon he took you to, and then buying all the supplies needed so he could give you one at home. which inevitably leads to him wanting to worship and pleasure you because of how pretty you are as he starts to massage your intimate areas.
I’m getting more and more into zb1 recently and I’m not complaining they are just a group of subs
you’ve removed taeil but you still have lucas works?
I will answer this very truthfully. my knowledge for the lucas scandal was limited to him just being an asshole and playing different girls, and that the information supposedly came from a sasaeng? I never heard one full story and the whole thing was extremely confusing. however, I was not made aware that there were also sa allegations. so your question is 100% valid, especially when nothing is certain.
I wasn’t going to write for him anymore, regardless. he’s no longer in nct, and I honestly haven’t thought much about him. so it’s no problem for me to delete his works at all. thank you for bringing this to my attention.
Imagine you're an ass person dating sub!HueningKai, well you're lucky because it's rather big— so Imagine delivering playfull slaps whenever you can, giving it a squeeze or just a silly comment about it.
I feel like he gets so flustered and embarrassed, but in a good way 😓 Looks around to make sure no one saw that you patted his rear, but his red face definitely gives it away. Such a big boy completely wrapped around your finger, he'd get embarrassed if anyone knew a simple touch like that could get him all hot and bothered.
djfjskfksj he’s so unphased when the boys do it but when it’s you ???
bright red ears, looking around hurriedly, grabbing the closest thing he can find to cover his crotch so that no one can see how affected he is after you lean in and whisper jokingly, “can’t wait ‘til this ass is all mine tonight~”
and kai doesn’t scare easily — so it’s your favorite game to sneak up and give his ass a teasing slap when he’s least expecting it so that you can watch as he jolts in surprise and gets all cute and flustered >_<
in times when he’s able to play it cool though, when the boys are around or if he can already tell what you’re up to, then from the outside it would seem he isn’t affected at all when you give his ass a discreet little pat or squeeze, or murmur a coy joke under your breath as you pass by.
but you know your kai, and you’ve learned to read even his most minuscule tells.
the way his hands clench the tiniest bit tighter around the dishes he’s washing or the controller he’s holding; the way his bottom lip catches between his teeth for just a bit longer than necessary; the way his weight slightly shifts from the tightening in his pants as you walk away satisfied.
those reactions are your favorite of all — the ones where he seems the least affected — because you know that in reality, those are exactly the ones that will lead to him falling apart under you later.
This is inspired by a post I saw a few months ago but I can’t find it for the life of me. So credit to that person for this idea.
-Warnings- Sub!Jake, Fem!Dom!Reader, Anal, Pet Play(?), Mirror Sex(?), Mommy Kink, Not proof read cuz I’m lazy.
Just thinking about making Jake ride a dildo that is slightly too big for him in front of a mirror. He’s wearing a cute pair of puppy ears that bounce with each of his movements. He’s panting and drooling like a dog in heat as he stares down at the ground, too embarrassed to look at himself.
You place your fingers under his chin and tilt his head up to look at himself. He feels his cock leak like a faucet at the pathetic sight of himself. His legs quickly snap shut but you give him a warning look through the mirror and he hesitantly reopens them.
His legs are cramping at this point but he couldn’t care less. The delicious stretch of the dildo he’s bouncing on overpowers everything else. He looks up at your reflection with his gorgeous big eyes. “A-am I doing… doing good mommy? Please tell me I’m doing good.” He whines as he speeds up his movements.
”You’re doing so good, puppy.” You respond in a low, sultry tone and reach forward to pet his hair. His eyes flutter close as he leans into the touch of your hand. “Open your eyes, puppy. I want you to see how much of a mess you are for me.”
He whimpered at the commanding sound of your voice and opened his eyes. He could feel that familiar warm sensation in his belle indicating he was getting close to cumming. His cock throbbed at the need for some attention but he wasn’t allowed to touch himself and he wanted to be a good boy for you.
“Mommy… I’m gonna cum, can I cum? Please please please.” His voice got more high pitched with each word as he desperately sought out your permission like the good boy he was. “Hm, cum for me, puppy. Show mommy how good you’re making yourself feel.” You leaned down to whisper in his ear, your warm breath hitting his neck.
His eyes snapped shut as he took the entire dildo inside him. The room fell silent for a second before a loud moan escaped Jakes lips. He frantically rocked his hips on the dildo to ride out his orgasm as his cum shot out onto the floor.
SM is known to hold onto their artists during their scandals for as long as possible so for Taeil to be immediately kicked out of the group following the reports of him being involved in a horrible crime, the consequences must be very severe. while we don’t know the details of the crime, we could imagine they’re very extreme.
as a nctzen since 2016, I was disappointed and repulsed by the news of Taeil being involved in such crimes. I considered NCT my safe space and my form of escapism from reality for 8 years not knowing that one of the members was involved in crimes that harm women. never in my wildest dreams did I ever think an NCT member would be linked to a crime that harms their target demographic. it truly disgusts me thinking about how deeply involved he was in for him to be investigated by the police.
I hope fans who read this do not defend Taeil. he is a grown man who made the decision to be involved in a crime so horrific, I cannot and will never understand the people who would go out of their way to defend him. he needs to face the consequences for his crimes. victims of sx crimes have to live with the pain and trauma for the rest of their lives while perpetrators continue harming others. defending him just tells me you condone such behaviour, normalising the harm and ab*se of women. that needed to stop a long time ago and it needs to stop now.
men who involve themselves in sx crimes are one of the reasons why the world is a dangerous place for women. men like this are the reason we are afraid of men. men like this should not be able to walk freely and continue the cycle of harming others. men time and time again have proven that they’re trash.
please believe the victims. I hope they get all the justice they deserve and I hope they know we are here to support them.
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